There's something wrong with me

Chapter 251 I am an immortal!
When Zhang Feng understood the seal, he returned to the main city.

Jade has become popular again.

On the street, the prince, who was trying to visit another sect, seemed to be seeing his ancestor once again.

So he stopped asking for help and instead returned to his own mansion immediately, whereupon he bowed deeply to the jade.

'Our ancestors have shown their power...'

After the crown prince finished bowing, he did not rush to get up, as if he wanted to ask something.

Back in the courtyard, Zhang Feng glanced at him and knew that he was probably asking for some kind of cultivation technique or the key to entering the Golden Core stage.

as predicted.

The Crown Prince then spoke very sincerely about these matters.

Theoretically, the jade should be given to him because it has already been 'bound to him by blood'.

Within gene sequences similar to those in biotechnology.

The prince's spiritual energy is in harmony with this jade, and they have entered a state of 'synchronicity'.

It's just like Zhang Feng operating the Five Elements Heaven-Turning Seal; they all share the same origin.

In addition, there was the fluctuation of the prince's spiritual consciousness.

When such a rule-based structure receives a request from its 'master', it will naturally select its own corresponding cultivation method to achieve a spiritual transmission of power.

This jade has the most basic five elements spiritual structure.

However, they have all been corrupted by Zhang Feng's analysis and replaced with his substitute spells.

Fortunately, Zhang Feng's spiritual talisman was intentionally designed to be universal during the editing process.

Otherwise, this jade stone, which may seem to belong to the crown prince, would have already changed hands long ago.

'Our ancestors have shown their power!'

It is also blessed by universal talismans.

Within seconds, the prince had obtained a technique called "Golden Core Enlightenment".

So they began to kowtow extensively.

Furthermore, he became even more convinced that the spirits of his ancestors might have become some kind of 'invisible multitude' attached to this jade stone.

Once the Nascent Soul stage is complete, one can detach from the body and attempt reincarnation or possession; he knew this.

However, he also knew that some Nascent Soul cultivators, not wanting to experience the mysteries of the womb, attached themselves to some strange treasures.

However, after reading these insights into the Golden Elixir, the Crown Prince felt that his ancestor's intelligence might have 'disappeared'.

This insight comes from the ancient Golden Elixir, which dates back nearly ten thousand years.

'My ancestor was an ancient cultivator?'

The crown prince was puzzled, and then suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator is very strong and has a long lifespan, it is impossible for them to exist for ten thousand years.

So he quickly concluded that it was simply a 'strange object'!

Compared to having ancestral blessings, the crown prince actually preferred that this rare object belong exclusively to him.

However, in order to confirm his theory, he kept trying to contact the jade and get more responses from the 'ancestor'.

at the same time.

Zhang Feng stopped paying attention to him when he saw him taking the test.

And under the cover of divine consciousness that spans the entire globe.

Zhang Feng is currently viewing all the secret manuals of various sects, including some secret treasures, as well as the imperial treasury and so on.

Since I've decided to learn the laws of this world, it's natural to collect and memorize them extensively.

It is based on its own foundation.

An hour passed.

Based on the several foundation-building techniques he had collected, Zhang Feng quickly reached the stage of 'qi sensation,' which is roughly equivalent to practicing qi by analogy.

The foundation was successfully laid in three hours.

By nightfall, he had refined his essence into qi, reaching a level roughly equivalent to a regular golden elixir.

Let's wait until the next morning.

He has already refined his Qi and transformed his spirit, entering the Nascent Soul stage.

until the afternoon.

In just one day and one night.

Zhang Feng has entered the latter half of the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage, which is the ordinary Spirit Transformation stage in this world.

I am a practitioner of both self-cultivation and spiritual practice.

In addition, he has achieved the True Yang of the Primordial Spirit, and his aptitude is rapidly approaching '30 in all three aspects'.

With the ability to draw inferences from one instance to another, it is quite normal to reach the highest level of a similar system in a single day.

It mainly concerns the method of imprinting, as well as some new systems of spells and the great circulation of magical power.

Finally, the system is perfectly integrated, and its own three-part return to origin energy is added.

The main challenge lies in integrating and practicing at least these five types of knowledge, which takes time to hone.

However, let's focus solely on the transformation of deities in this world.

Its strength is enough to overturn rivers and seas and move mountains.

He's practically an immortal.

If I were only at the Nascent Soul stage, I might not be able to defeat him.

However, compared to his own 'Star System God Transformation' combat power, the God Transformation level in this world is somewhat weak.

And their theory of refining Qi into spirit.

Now Zhang Feng has practiced diligently and knows that they are not the Taoists of mythology.

In Taoist mythology, refining Qi into spirit already refers to all kinds of immortals in the world.

Having refined his spirit and returned to emptiness, he has already become a Buddha and an ancestor.

Zhang Feng felt that if he cultivated his Yang Spirit for a hundred years, he should be at this level.

With a single thought, the solar system can be torn apart effortlessly.

The final stage of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao is the attainment of a sage who has mastered all the rules.

To exaggerate a bit, their combat power should be described as the birth and death of a universe in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Feng felt that if he lived for hundreds of thousands of years, even without improving his cultivation level, he could still reach this level of combat power.

To reiterate, if you make a mistake in your own cultivation, you'll theoretically allow your own energy to become an 'infinite formula'.

What I am learning and studying now is also accelerating the 'growth' and 'quality' of this formula.

I want it to quickly transform from a drop of water into an endless ocean.

Then increase the mass of the ocean, turning an infinite ocean into an infinitely compressed droplet of water.

This is simply a practice focused on energy.

As for the rules, we now have a general framework of equations, and we can then apply them to reality.

……

Before we knew it, more than ten days had passed.

The day arrived when Xuan Yun Sect was accepting disciples.

Ta-ta-ta—

Several horse-drawn carriages, which looked like those of a merchant caravan, drove in from outside the city.

Several people dressed as merchants were sitting inside the carriage.

They were all cultivators from the Xuan Yun Sect.

They waited for the carriage to stop in front of the city gate.

The monks silently disembarked and, like ordinary people, underwent inspection by the city guards.

Everything here is the same as usual.

The people and pedestrians behind were still queuing up, and the tea stalls and vendors on both sides in the distance were hawking their wares.

The swordsmen and wealthy young men and women resting at the stalls occasionally glanced at the long queues of people entering the city, but didn't notice anything amiss.

at the same time.

After looking around, the cultivators nodded in agreement and exchanged telepathic messages.

"Some time ago I sent my disciple to inquire, and it turns out there are already forty-seven sects in the city."

It is truly remarkable that the news of our sect accepting disciples has not yet leaked out.

'Absolutely, absolutely…'

After exchanging a few words, the group felt it was a good start.

Then they turned their attention to the elderly man at the head of the group, who was also the leader of this group, Deacon Zhao.

He was Zhang Feng's old friend, and now he had already taken one foot into the Golden Core stage.

Even though his close friend's misunderstanding remains unresolved, his own comprehension and aptitude are quite high.

If you can figure out other ingenious methods, you can get through it by simply enduring it or by going around it by simply going around it.

Just like Zhang Feng's cultivation, he basically skipped around in stages.

In Zhang Feng's view, as long as the final answer is correct, the path is actually the same, it's just a matter of whether it's 'easy' or 'difficult'.

Now, Deacon Zhao is just going around in circles.

This time, including his acceptance of apprentices, was originally not his business.

But he wanted to investigate the news about this city himself to see if that 'Zhang Feng Zhenren' was his friend.

This matter remains a knot in his heart.

"Deacon Zhao, leave the matter of recruiting disciples to us."

At this moment, several cultivators also sent telepathic messages to Deacon Zhao, instructing him to gather information.

Although they didn't believe that an ordinary old man could so ridiculously become a real person, they couldn't say it in front of Steward Zhao.

They knew something about Zhang Feng being just an ordinary old man more than ten years ago.

Because Steward Zhao had once asked the traveling disciples to find him, and over time, everyone helped each other during their travels, and naturally, word spread.

And they didn't make fun of it or say anything like, "An old man becoming a real person? Are you kidding me?"

In that case, there's no need.

After all, this is no joke.

It's obviously impossible.

"Thank you all." Deacon Zhao didn't say anything more; he was now focused solely on the search.

But he didn't know that.

Just a mile away, two Golden Core experts from the Xuan Yun Sect were secretly protecting him.

Deacon Zhao possesses exceptional talent and is likely to become one of the future elders, with the potential to become the sect leader.

Such an identity definitely needs to be protected.

"Junior Nephew Zhao's inner conflict is hard to resolve..."

"Sigh, he can only figure it out himself..."

I just followed along, watching.

The two Golden Core cultivators were somewhat helpless. Such is the way of the mortal world, of all things.

Once you understand it, you'll feel much lighter.

If you can't figure it out, the more you try to let go, the more troubled you become.

The two Golden Core cultivators were experienced; they knew that explaining this matter a thousand times was never as effective as understanding it oneself.

Meanwhile, on the ground not far from them.

A bean ant was looking them up and down.

The two Golden Core cultivators were unaware of this and continued to follow Deacon Zhao into the city, observing him wandering around aimlessly.

Deacon Zhao came from a small town and spent his entire life in the sect. Now, he has suddenly come to this bustling metropolis.

To be honest, he was a little confused and didn't know where to start looking.

In this situation where we don't know where to begin searching.

After pondering for a long time, Deacon Zhao decided to go to the encampments of other sects to gather information.

At this moment again.

In the small courtyard.

When Zhang Feng saw his old friend arrive through the beans, he didn't actually feel any excitement.

Feelings about 'the original self'.

Zhang Feng always let it go easily, since it wasn't something he had personally experienced.

It felt more like watching a movie.

Furthermore, the memories accumulated over nearly a thousand years in one's lifespan have already diluted the original memories.

Otherwise, what if he had possessed Zhang Feng, who was in this world from the very beginning?

His memories of over eighty years would definitely make him feel confused.

Even the earliest fitness enthusiasts, who looked to be in their twenties, actually used protective mechanisms in their writing.

It's entirely about what memories you need, not a sudden influx of memories.

And at this time.

In order to test whether he still had any humanity, Zhang Feng also drew upon his memories of Deacon Zhao.

In an instant, with the blessing of the primordial spirit, some memories hidden deep within the spiritual mind were also unearthed.

They are fragmented.

More complete memories are automatically cleared by the brain's original protective mechanisms to prevent 'memory' overload.

But these are just fragments of memory.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt an excitement and a questioning urge to visit his old friend.

The exciting thing was that the two elderly people finally met after decades apart.

The questioning stemmed from a deep resentment he harbored towards his old friend as he neared his death.

Why doesn't my old friend, who has already entered the path of immortality, come to me and give me a longevity pill?

These two emotions are intertwined.

Let Zhang Feng know that he harbors more resentment than anything else.

But Zhang Feng had already investigated the Xuan Yun Sect before, and had also seen this old friend at this moment.

Through these people's conversations.

This old friend did try, and even mobilized many connections to find him.

In terms of friendship alone, although they haven't found themselves yet, they've already done more than enough.

This is like someone diligently starting a business and then failing; you can't just say they lacked ambition.

To only look at the result and not the process is simply being dishonest.

The formula of Heaven's Way also includes 1+1=2. If you only look at the result, it is a 2, and you don't need any cause.

This kind of person is absolutely unreasonable.

Before Zhang Feng reached the Nascent Soul stage, he would avoid such people if possible, as saying even a single word would be disrespectful to the Heavenly Dao.

But it was precisely his own 'original self' who, when faced with the pressure of life and death, became such a selfish person.

To be honest, this was the first time Zhang Feng had ever experienced such feelings.

It seems that even at 100% Divine Transformation, not all emotions are present, but they can still be skipped.

……

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The group from Xuanyun Sect wandered around the city, searching for disciples who met their criteria.

And in the process of searching.

They held a crystal in their hands that could detect the aptitude of everyone nearby.

If there is a person with high aptitude within a mile radius, corresponding spiritual energy fluctuations will appear within the crystal.

It's similar to a technique for finding various spirits.

Under Zhang Feng's observation, when they find someone who meets the qualifications, they will further screen them based on their character and other qualities.

It's basically a story about human nature, like "The Golden Axe, the Silver Axe" or "The Farmer and the Snake."

Watching them go back and forth finding the right person and then testing them again and again, Zhang Feng felt like he was watching a documentary-style live-action film made from an introductory story.

As for Steward Zhao, he arrived today at the headquarters of the second-largest sect in the dynasty.

Just like a few days ago, he was inquiring about his own situation.

The description in his words also roughly reflects how he feels about his current image.

And he also drew a picture.

Zhang Feng scanned him with his divine sense and had to admit, he had a kind of handsome old man look.

Standing at 1.9 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his white hair tied up, he had the air of an elderly chivalrous hero.

It bears absolutely no resemblance to his real self, who has a hunched back and a hunched posture.

Seriously, judging from his portrait, it's hard to believe he deliberately hid himself.

Even if he were right there on the street, he would have a hard time finding him.

'This old friend is hopeless.' Zhang Feng shook his head inwardly, feeling that his old friend thought too highly of him.

But to be honest, when I first came into this world, if I hadn't been plagued by multiple illnesses, I actually looked somewhat similar to the portrait.

For example, they all have white hair and are both elderly.

But thinking about it carefully, the two hadn't seen each other for fifty years, and indeed many memories were stuck in their blurry youthful days.

These days, there are no cameras. Decades later, who can imagine what their old friends look like?

In short, just say, "My best friend is handsome, but not quite as handsome as me."

Deacon Zhao is indeed very handsome.

With white hair and a youthful face, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, he does indeed resemble a cultivator from a mythological drama.

Cultivation can improve one's physical appearance, so optimizing one's appearance is naturally quite simple.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng was no longer going to let him blindly search for him like this.

Perfect timing! I need to find the Crown Prince to get the jade for further study.

Then let's use the Crown Prince's words to invite our old friend.

Having some status is better than revealing oneself directly.

Of course, Zhang Feng also knew that this was due to his own selfishness, wanting to give his old friend a 'show of force'.

But it's quite interesting and harmless, so I'll give it a try.

Also tonight.

Prince's Mansion.

'With such a priceless treasure, who among the cultivators of the world can harm me!'

In the past ten days or so, the Crown Prince has also vaguely touched the threshold of the Golden Core stage, and now he is in high spirits.

During this period, he even had no intention of visiting any sects.

He only wants to cultivate quickly, reach the Golden Core stage, and then strive for an even higher realm.

He also planned to return to the imperial court once he had achieved the Golden Core stage.

He wanted to prevent his brothers and uncles from assassinating him before he had fully matured, lest they see his exceptional talent and the potential for future opportunities.

But once the Golden Core is perfected, then we can wait for Grandpa Emperor to die.

The Crown Prince could easily have said, "If you're truly brothers, come to Xuanwu Gate!"

Xuanwu Gate is where Li Shimin killed his brothers.

Although this world does not have the Tang Dynasty and its history is different from that of Earth, there are still events similar to the Xuanwu Gate Incident.

Furthermore, the Xuanwu Gate here is indeed the arena for the contemporary princes to compete in martial arts.

The Crown Prince is preparing for this, and is even prepared to take on everyone single-handedly.

His confidence also came entirely from jade.

at the same time.

"Report..."

The crown prince was in high spirits in the courtyard.

One of his guards trotted to the door and reported:

"Your Highness, two cultivators from the Wanyu Sect request an audience."

"Are they those two fellow disciples?"

The Crown Prince nodded slightly. Although he was no longer as obsequious as before, he still composed himself and said, "Tell them to go to the main hall and wait for me."

The main hall is actually the reception hall inside the small courtyard.

However, the Crown Prince is now full of ambition, and without realizing it, he has started using the palace's way of addressing people.

"Yes..." The guard didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

But he had just turned around.

He suddenly saw an unfamiliar old man appear outside the courtyard.

"Who?!" he suddenly shouted.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing the stern shout, the crown prince also released his spiritual sense and looked at the old man.
"Who are you?"

Seeing the strangers arrive, the Crown Prince was ready to make a move at any moment, and he also crushed a talisman to summon the Golden Core disciples in the nearby courtyard.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhang Feng, however, remained calm.

"I am Zhang Feng, and I apologize for disturbing you."

After saying this, he stepped into the courtyard.

Zhang Feng looked much like an ordinary old man, even with his short, hunched figure, which made him seem less robust than a normal elderly person in the world.

But under the cover of night.

Although Zhang Feng was hunched over, as the Crown Prince watched in horror, his small figure gradually illuminated the entire world as he walked into the courtyard, dispelling the boundless moon in the sky, like the sun shining brightly overhead.

(End of this chapter)