Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 225 Foreshadowing
Different cultivation methods have different focuses, which is normal.

For example, people who practice physical training techniques have strong bodies.

Some internal energy cultivation methods are good for health preservation, while others are good for explosive power and domineering force, and so on.

Zhu Ju originally thought that the Divine Treasure Martial Saint was the same, but one person was actually able to open two Divine Treasures...

This shows that the divine treasure is not unique.

Is it possible?
Is it something like an acupoint or acupoint?

Everyone has several spiritual treasures within them; the spiritual treasures that are opened vary depending on the method of cultivation.

'The Wu family's Furious Battle Technique, and the Nine Mountains Skill obtained from the White Cloud Temple, both emphasize power in their unlocked spiritual treasures.'

The Zhenwu Jing, on the other hand, is more moderate.

'The divine treasure opened by the Demonic Sect Master can actually broaden one's wisdom?'

Zhu Ju's expression was solemn. He had some guesses in his heart, but he dared not believe them. After all, even in the main world, most of the cultivation methods involving that aspect were at the Golden Core stage, and the Foundation Establishment stage had only just touched the threshold.

but……

If it is true, then the gains he can obtain in this realm will far exceed expectations, and he may be able to solidify his Golden Core path.

even,

Aiming straight for the Nascent Soul realm!

Thinking of this, even Zhu Ju, with his calm and composed nature, couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and his breathing became slightly heavy.

"senior."

Xiao Cui lowered her head, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes:

That's all I know.

"Let's leave it at that for now." Zhu Ju lightly waved his whisk, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, and looked up at the roof ridge:

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"You've been listening for so long, shouldn't you come down now?"

"Hehe..." The figure lying on the roof ridge let out a strange laugh, then flipped over and landed in front of the main hall.

The newcomer was as thin as a monkey, holding two gold pens about a foot long, scratching his ears and cheeks as he looked at Zhu Ju.

"What sensitive ears! They could even hear what I was doing."

"Sun Jiu!" Xiao Cui trembled upon seeing the newcomer, shrinking into the corner of the incense table, and shouted loudly at him:

"The Dharma Protector is here! Surrender now!"

"Where did this protector come from?" Sun Jiu chuckled strangely, pointing at Zhu Ju:
"him?"

“Girl, your information is too outdated. The abbot of Qingfeng Temple was imprisoned months ago. You’ve been chattering on and on about the secrets of the Demonic Sect, but you’re just telling outsiders. Even if I hadn’t come after you, you would still have been severely punished by the Demonic Sect.”

"Ah!" Xiao Cui's face turned pale, and she abruptly turned her head to look:

"Guardian..."

"Protect my ass!" Sun Jiu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly appeared in front of the Three Pure Ones statue, his golden pen protruding from his hand.

"Shh!"

The secret of the grass character!

Sun Jiu was not strikingly handsome, and could even be described as extremely ugly, but he was able to write some of the finest calligraphy of his time.

He can be called a master of calligraphy!

He further integrated calligraphy and martial arts, taking the opportunity to enter the realm of unity of spirit and body, and became a first-class grandmaster in one fell swoop.

Some martial arts masters have even commented that if the Sun family could achieve sainthood in calligraphy, then his martial arts might be able to advance even further.

The cursive script danced wildly, swiftly striking several vital points on the upper body.

The sharp, forceful energy hissed and crackled.

"Shh!"

Zhu Ju's expression remained unchanged. He gently waved his whisk, a seemingly slow movement that contained immense power.

Nine Mountains Technique!
"Snapped!"

The soft whisk collided with the golden pen, and Sun Jiu's expression changed slightly. He then darted back to the front of the palace gate.

"First rank!"

"Unexpectedly, the new abbot of Baiyun Temple is also a first-rank grandmaster."

When did Grandmasters become so worthless that you can find one anywhere?

To know.

Even in the capital, when the Divine Martial Saint is not around, a first-rank Grandmaster is still a top expert.

"Excellent calligraphy."

Zhu Ju sighed softly and slowly rose from the prayer mat:
"How could such calligraphy go against one's true feelings?"

"pity!"

"His mind was too scattered, which wasted his talent. Not only did he find it difficult to reach the peak of calligraphy, but he also reached the limit of martial arts."

"Hmph!" Sun Jiu snorted coldly.
"What do you know? My martial arts skills are mediocre. It is already a blessing that I have been able to become a first-rank master."

"Pick me up again."

Drunken Sword Post!
The madmen Zhang and the drunken Su Shi, their swordsmanship like dragons and snakes.

In Sun Jiu's hands, the golden pen was like a sword in the hands of a madman, and he used it to wield the brush and splash ink in the room, fueled by alcohol.

Arrogant, unrestrained, and reckless...

The physical body of a Grandmaster of the First Rank makes every move he makes incredibly lethal; a single stroke of his brush can shatter gold.

In the main world, the Nine Apertures Innate Realm can easily overturn rooftops, but in this world, martial arts can concentrate power into a single point.

It may look ordinary, but it is actually incredibly powerful.

"Shh!"

Zhu Ju waved his whisk, his movements seemingly slow but actually swift, each swing precisely striking the joints of the opponent's calligraphy.

In just a few breaths, Sun Jiu's forehead was already covered in sweat, and his moves changed accordingly.

A Draft of a Sacrifice to My Son!
A sense of inexplicable sadness welled up at the scene.

Sun Jiu's only son died of illness. He cried for three days and then died of exhaustion. Sun Jiu stayed by his son's side for three days.

This eulogy was written when the son was buried.

"Woo..."

A sense of sorrow permeated the surroundings, and the Taoist temple where the Three Pure Ones were worshipped seemed like the underworld, with ghostly wails and howls filling the air.

Such power is already quite formidable for a Grandmaster of the First Rank.

"Humph!"

"You actually dared to disturb my mind."

Zhu Ju snorted softly, let out a low shout, and a fierce, thunderous sound erupted, instantly dispelling the approaching sorrow.

Divine will?

That's what he excels at.

Let alone a Grandmaster of the First Rank, even the divine treasures and Vajra of this world would not have a stronger soul power than him.

"who are you?"

Sun Jiu's forehead was covered in sweat, his eyes fixed on Zhu Ju:

"Although the capital is vast, there are not many people with such strength. You are certainly qualified to be the leader of the Bad Guys."

"but……"

"That maidservant beside you is a demoness from the Demonic Sect. Since you dare to protect the Demonic Sect, then wait for the imperial court to bring you to justice!"

"Shameless!" Xiao Cui shouted angrily.

"You're also a member of the Demonic Sect!"

"Hehe..." Sun Jiu chuckled softly.
“Sun used to be one, but now he has turned over a new leaf and gotten a job in the government office.”

"Taoist Master, please take care of yourself!"

He then leaped away.

"Did I say you could leave?" Zhu Ju's eyes gleamed with divine light, and two tiny wisps of light appeared between his brows as he stared directly at Sun Jiu.

Soul-fixing and soul-slashing divine light!

The divine soul power, surpassing that of ordinary early-stage Dao Foundation cultivators, transformed into two blade beams and slashed out fiercely.

what?
Sun Jiu was startled and subconsciously gathered his energy throughout his body. Immediately, he felt a sharp pain emanating from all over his body.

The divine light only severs the primordial spirit.

However, in this realm, martial artists are one with their spirit and body, and the power of divine light directly strikes their physical body, rushing towards their internal organs, limbs, and bones.

The violent power raged wildly.

"what!"

Sun Jiu's body expanded like an inflated balloon at a visible speed before bursting open.

"Bang!" Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"what!"

This scene made Xiao Cui scream, desperately covering her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide open as she stared intently at Zhu Ju.

died?

Sun Jiu is dead!

You'll be glared at to death!
How can this be?

Sun Jiu is a first-grade grandmaster, although his strength is not considered strong among first-grade masters because his inheritance is mediocre.

but,
That's also a first-class item!
"Old Huang."

"exist."

A figure appeared silently in the room; it was Old Huang, the gatekeeper.

"Tidy up."

Zhu Ju waved his whisk and cast a cleansing spell, causing the scattered blood in the area to automatically converge outside the hall.

Soon,
There was a pile of minced meat in the field.

"Yes."

Old Huang's face twitched. He knew that the abbot was incredibly powerful, but what he saw today was still far beyond his expectations.

Viewer...

What level of attainment is it exactly?
"The union of spirit and body is truly troublesome." Zhu Ju sighed softly, sensing something amiss.
"The primordial spirit is connected to the physical body, and even the secret techniques of the divine soul become a powerful attack. With the physical body in such a state, there is no way to ask any questions."

He turned around, looked at Xiao Cui, and with a gentle wave of his long sleeve, a human skin mask was removed.

"who are you?"

The other party's concealment methods could not fool him, but the exquisite features under the human skin mask were indeed eye-catching.

…………

The main hall was brightly lit.

Xiao Cui knelt on the ground, her face filled with trepidation.

"I am...I am Li Ningxue, but I am merely an imposter of the Holy Maiden."

"A fake body?" Zhu Ju frowned.
"Twin sisters?"

"Yes." The woman who had previously called herself 'Xiao Cui,' but was actually called Li Ningxue, knelt on the ground and nodded obediently.
“I am the twin sister of Saintess Ningzhen. We look exactly alike, and I can act as her substitute in critical moments.”

"Just like today."

Today, Sun Jiu was supposed to be chasing the seriously injured Holy Maiden 'Li Ningzhen', but it turned out to be a substitute.

"senior."

Li Ningxue's body trembled:
"I didn't lie, I really didn't lie!"

Sun Jiu's death terrified her, but it wasn't enough to suppress her fear of the Demonic Sect that she had held for so many years.

No matter what.

When Zhu Ju's gaze fell upon her, Li Ningxue found herself involuntarily recalling past events.

Just like...

It was as if an invisible hand reached into her mind and rummaged through her private thoughts.

If she hesitates even slightly when asked a question, she experiences excruciating pain in her head.

What method is this?
demon!

More than that.

Li Ningxue realized that she seemed to have fallen in love with Zhu Ju.

Despite it being their first meeting and filled with fear, a strange 'feeling' involuntarily began to grow in their hearts.

Because of the union of spirit and body, her body even instinctively wanted to get closer to Zhu Ju, wanting to smell the Taoist's body fragrance.

This feeling……

Shame, anger, and terror.

The Taoist priest simply smiled, as if touching a chord in her heart, and she was completely captivated.

Charm!

As a bewitching woman from the Demonic Sect, Li Ningxue naturally knew about seductive arts and had even learned such techniques herself, using them to charm the princes.

But the seductive arts Zhu Jusuo displayed were capable of directly manipulating the consciousness of others, which was simply unbelievable.

What if he asks me to sleep with him?

As soon as she thought about it, Li Ningxue felt her breathing quicken, her face flush, and her whole body feel weak and powerless.

This devil...

"In other words, unless one is the successor to the Demonic Sect Master, there's no way one can learn the Heavenly Will Divine Skill?"

“…Yes.” Li Ningxue suppressed her shyness, not daring to look at Zhu Ju, and nodded, turning her body to the side.

"However, the current sect leader is in his prime and has no plans to choose a successor for the time being. He will let the Holy Maiden and Holy Son perform on their own and wait until ten or eight years later to see who is the most outstanding and then pass on the Heavenly Will Divine Skill."

"Ten or eight years..." Zhu Ju seemed to be deep in thought.
"It's not too long."

"Li Ningxue".

He withdrew the magic of the Hehuan Sect and looked directly at his opponent:

"Have you ever thought about becoming the leader of the Demonic Sect?"

"Ah!" Li Ningxue was taken aback.

"me?"

"Not bad." Zhu Ju's expression was indifferent.
"Do you want to do it?"

"I...I'm just an insignificant disciple of the Demonic Sect, not the Holy Maiden, but merely her imposter," Li Ningxue stammered.
"I...I'm not good at martial arts either..."

"I'm only asking you one question: do you want to be the leader of that demonic sect?" Zhu Ju interrupted her, asking:

"If you'd like, I can help you."

"..." Li Ningxue looked up, her eyes fixed on Zhu Ju. Her panicked and confused gaze was gradually filled with desire, and even her seductive arts lost their effect at this moment. She gritted her teeth and nodded emphatically:

"I think!"

"If you can help me ascend to the position of the Demonic Sect Master, then... I am willing to offer the Heavenly Will Divine Skill to you."

"Haha..." Zhu Ju laughed loudly:
"it is good!"

"But before that, I'll put something on you first."

"Shh!"

He stretched out his hand, and an invisible force pulled Li Ningxue closer, his five fingers suddenly gripping the top of her head.

The Book of Oblivion!

Demonic species!

Her eyes lit up, and a seed of thought sank into Li Ningxue's sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into an inconspicuous black mole growing in her full head of black hair.

This is also a method used by the Hehuan Sect, a simplified form of Yin-Yang Seed, to ensure that the other party will not betray them.

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Yellow clouds obscure the sun for miles, while the north wind blows, geese fly amidst falling snow.

"Snowing."

Zhu Ju reached out and caught a few snowflakes, his eyes filled with doubt:

"Does the East China Sea also have winter?"

"Of course not," the drunken Taoist explained with a burp.
"The area we are passing through now is called the 'Ice and Snow Domain,' a special region in the East China Sea. It is covered in snow all year round and frozen for thousands of miles. We need to break through the ice to get to Cloud Whale Island. If this were not a necessary route, the Chamber of Commerce would never have gone through it."

"correct."

"Have you seen Fellow Daoist Gu's invitation?"

"I've seen it." Zhu Ju nodded.
"To explore the ruins, more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Chamber of Commerce are going together, saying that this trip will surely yield considerable gains."

"Yes." The drunken Taoist smiled.
"are you going?"

"I'm not going." Zhu Ju shook his head.
"I, Zhu, have only recently advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage and still need to consolidate my cultivation, so I won't join in the fun now."

"Worried about danger?" the drunken Taoist laughed.

"Who would want the few dollars you have on you?"

indeed.

Zhu Ju, who had only advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage a few years ago, didn't have much more assets than an ordinary Nine-Aperture Innate cultivator.

In theory, it will not attract the covetousness of others.

That's not actually the case.

Zhu Ju possesses many valuable items. Not to mention the top-grade magic weapon, the Vertical and Horizontal Blade, the Wind and Thunder Blade Wings are potential magic treasures. With a few more years of nurturing, they will become complete magic treasures. Moreover, he also runs two shops, earning a considerable income.

Thinking of the shop, Zhu Ju sighed softly.

"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!"

(End of this chapter)