The Great Seminary

Chapter 335 The Great Sword Formation of All Spirits Returning to Sainthood

Even if Old Xu is knowledgeable and worldly-wise, his humble origins prevent him from recognizing the origins of "Tiangong Kaiwu" (the Exploitation of the Works of Nature).

But he knew that someone who built a farm using 'extraordinary objects' instead of human labor must be no ordinary person.

Staring blankly at the busy 'craftsmanship' for a moment, he quickly came to his senses and shook his head with admiration, saying:
"Hey, so the young master wasn't just putting on an act; he genuinely disliked the old things in the manor and simply decided to tear them all down."

"It seems this old man's eyesight has failed him."

Zhang Gui smiled and waved his hand without explaining anything.

Suddenly, a series of mournful and chaotic cries could be heard coming from afar.

Then he sensed a sharper edge in the breeze blowing in his face, which made his skin ache slightly.

With his eyes slightly widened, he activated the "Great Intersection of Celestial Phenomena and Geography" technique within his body, summoning a whirlwind that lifted him into the air.

After rising a hundred feet off the ground, it came to a stop.

He pulled out a small monocular telescope from his sleeve and, by the light of the bright moon, looked in the direction from which the shouts came.

In the distance, one could vaguely see some rather large strange insects and monsters lying on the ground, twitching incessantly.

On the ground beneath them, faint 'magic array' diagrams flickered intermittently.

Each lit Dao pattern emitted sharp sword energy, whittling away at the lives of insects and beasts...

The so-called 'underground realm' and 'human realm' actually have no clear boundary.

It is merely a geographical concept created by the ancient supreme sages of the human race.

Centered on the four "Great Caverns" that have eternally connected the human and demon races' world for millions of years in the "Four Continents of Earth".

Surrounding it are hundreds of 'cave veins' that emanate from the Great Cavern and connect the world of the Hundred Races of the Earth Demon, forming a 'large circle'.

The area inside the circle is the 'underground realm', and the area outside the circle is the 'human world'.

The 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect' guards one of the outermost 'Cave Veins' of the Eastern Continent's underground boundary.

It is only a hundred miles away from the outermost edge of 'Poyuan City', 'Jiaoding Ring'.

If it weren't for the protection of the 'Great Sword Formation of All Spirits Returning to Sainthood', there would probably be a funeral every single hour of the day...

"That's the scene when the so-called 'Great Sword Formation of All Spirits Returning to Sainthood' is activated."

The degree of 'stimulation' is probably less than one ten-thousandth.

It's like piloting a Gundam at a snail's pace; you can't see any passion from the 'engine overload' at all!

However, this kind of magic array that is open all day and reacts automatically, and can subtly 'adjust its frequency' according to the strength of the invading enemy, is even more advanced.

It seems that although the name 'Three Saints Sword Sect' is quite ordinary, it actually has some 'something' about it.

No wonder they were able to rise to prominence in response to the times, establishing such a vast operation with 'three sects and three mountain gates'.

Zhang Gui never expected that on his first night settling down in the 'Cave Realm', he would witness a small-scale confrontation between the human race and the hundred races of the Earth Demons.

In terms of scale alone, it's insignificant, not even worthy of being called a 'village-level' offensive and defensive battle.

However, its nature is completely different from the wars in the 'human world'; it is a true racial conflict!
So although there was no sense of awe whatsoever, Zhang Gui still commanded the Divine Cong to perform the "Great Intersection of Celestial Phenomena and Geography" out of commemorative significance.

It transformed into a hurricane and swept towards the place of the battle.

He had only flown halfway when more than a dozen sword lights, some resembling beasts, swept past him.

Most of them swooped down, leaving only one sword light that concealed its sharpness, revealing a sweet-looking girl from the belly of the dissipated giant sparrow.

He smiled at Zhang Gui before speaking:
"Greetings, sir. I am Wu Quezi, an outer disciple of the 'Three Saints Sword Northern Sect'."

In the 'Three Saints Sword Sect', over 90% of those with Daoist titles are inner disciples.

The remaining ten percent, though lingering in the outer sect, have inevitably been noticed by some elder-level figure, or may even be the sons or grandsons of some bigwig in the sect.

However, due to the junior's cultivation level, the elders didn't immediately "pull up" their skin and became the more difficult type to deal with. This was just common sense, but unfortunately, Zhang Gui was new here and didn't quite understand it.

However, he understood the principle that "one feels inferior when in a foreign land."

Furthermore, since Wu Quezi's words and actions were polite, there was no reason for her to treat him coldly.

So Zhang Gui dispersed the hurricane, summoned a cloud, rode on it, and bowed respectfully with a smile.

"It turns out to be a female disciple from a major sect. I, Zhang Gui, a wanderer from afar, return the greeting."

I never expected that I would be able to meet the Jurchens today, just after I decided to settle down and buy property in Poyuan City under your rule. It is truly an honor.

Please feel free to offer any guidance; I am all ears.

"Sir, you are too kind. I have nothing to offer in terms of instruction."

While giving Zhang Gui a strange look, Wu Quezi replied politely:
"Although it is not an explicit rule, it has become a convention that all evil spirits and heretics who fall into the 'Great Sword Formation of All Spirits Returning to Sainthood' shall be punished."

They all need to be personally suppressed by the disciples of our 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect'.

"I won't trouble you to go over there, sir."

Zhang Gui is a person who plans big but is carefree in small matters.

In addition, both of my families were of modest means when I was young, but my mother doted on me and my desires as a child were easily satisfied, so I never actually experienced poverty.

When they get a little older and become teenagers, they should be able to appreciate the benefits of spending money, and their momentum will rise very quickly.

In particular, in just three to five years, he transformed from a commoner into a founding emperor with a powerful army under his command and a vast and prosperous populace.

His hands and face were extremely generous.

So, not immediately understanding the meaning behind the bird's words, he could only reply casually:
"No trouble at all. I just saw your sect's grand formation activated from afar, with a chilling sword light."

They easily subdued a large number of demon races, so out of curiosity, they wanted to go over…

As he spoke, a thought suddenly struck him, and he realized that the reason these disciples of the 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect' had hurriedly gathered around was not to 'suppress evil spirits'.

They were clearly robbing the corpses of the Hundred Earth Demon Races who had been killed by the 'Great Sword Formation of Ten Thousand Spirits Returning to Sainthood'.

You should know that Zhang Gui learned the method of "The True Record of the Transformation and Shifting of the Earth Demons and Hundred Races: The Phosphorus-Free Earth Dragon Chapter" by chance.

By simply using a few human-headed insect skins instead of phosphorus-free earthworm skins as raw materials, they created a 'miracle' cloak that could transform into a demonic insect.

By extension, the corpses of the various demon races all have some value.

"It's not only natural for disciples of your sect to reap the benefits of your sect's killing of your enemies using your sect's magic array."

Why not just say it clearly and plainly?

A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhang Gui chuckled, changing the subject:

"Since your sect's disciples have personally taken action, there's no need for a fallen disciple like me to add anything unnecessary."

Goodbye, goodbye."

Without hesitation, he turned and vanished into the wind.

Watching him drift away, Wu Quezi suddenly murmured to herself:

"I'm almost twenty years old, and this is the first time I've met someone who's even better at putting on airs and being 'fake polite' than me."

Tsk tsk tsk, to transform into a whirlwind without a single flaw, one must be an exceptional genius with 'supernatural powers'.

If one's foundation crumbles and one has no backing, one should learn to 'play the subservient role'.

But this isn't just 'faking,' it's practically uncanny! It really piques my curiosity.

(End of this chapter)