The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 179 Refining and Collecting Treasures, Immortal and Divine Items

These four divine garments were painstakingly crafted by the Four Sacred Mountains True Lords, each possessing extremely profound supernatural powers and techniques, making them exceptionally rare to see.

Before this, Zhou Yan's cultivation level was too low to bear the weight of these four pieces of armor.

Now that he has broken through to the seventh rank and, with the help of the Imperial Seal, has developed a sixth-rank Dao Foundation, his strength and foundation have made tremendous breakthroughs. It is time for him to come here and see if he can put on these four pieces of clothing.

Zhou Yan exhaled, severing his connection with the title of Lord of Mount Tai.

At this moment, he was no longer the Lord of Mount Tai, but simply Zhou Yan, the soul of a 'sixth-rank' Xuan official who had only appeared here briefly with the help of the Xuan Altar technique. In terms of both quality and strength, he was at the level of a sixth-rank Xuan official.

"Only in this way can the experiment be accurate."

Zhou Yan nodded in satisfaction, reached out, and picked up the solemn breastplate.

This breastplate was a gift from the True Lord of Zhongyue. It was formed from a portion of the earth's veins in Zhongyue and fused with a corner of the Shennong Cauldron. The armor has faint mountain patterns that appear and disappear intermittently.

Wearing this armor, the earth's veins flow and protect the chest, possessing a profound and ever-renewing power.

The speed at which your own mana regeneration will be greatly increased.

My darling, wear it!
Zhou Yan put on the armor.

Success! His soul hadn't been crushed by the immortal artifact. Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, clenched his fist, and felt the connection between himself and the earth's veins strengthening his spirit.

Even though his soul was adorned with protective gear, his physical body could feel a warm light circulating around him, eventually settling at his heart and forming layers of barriers. This gave Zhou Yan the feeling that even a knife might not be able to penetrate his heart.

Such divine garments, worn by the soul, can also reveal the physical body.

Of course, if one were to wear the robes based on the foundation of the Lord of Mount Tai, then the proportion of the Lord of Mount Tai's divinity would be too great, and the divine weapons would naturally appear on that side.

To save your life and protect yourself!

My darling, my darling!
Zhou Yan clenched his fist: "However, this thing is a bit strenuous."

Although Zhou Yan already possessed considerable martial arts skills and Taoist cultivation, he lacked knowledge of many common sense principles. Theoretically, this item should not be something a pseudo-sixth-rank Xuan official like him could wear.

The reason it can be used now is simply because the Lord is very powerful.

Normally, a treasure that would make a sixth-rank Xuan official unable to walk would only make Zhou Yan feel a little tired wearing it. After feeling it for a moment, he nodded in satisfaction.

"There's some pressure on my soul, but it's fine, I can use it."

"How about the other items?"

Zhou Yan grabbed the ball of crimson flame, which represented the battle robe given to him by the Mountain God of Nanyue. With a flick of his wrist, the flame seemed to possess a spirit, flowing and swirling naturally, transforming into the battle robe on Zhou Yan's body.

In an instant, Zhou Yan's Dao Foundation began to circulate.

The drought demon fire, the fire of human destiny, and the fire of the eight heavenly dragons of Buddhism are intertwined in layers.

It spontaneously emerged from his body, and the battle robe instantly unfurled, actually incorporating Zhou Yan's own fire energy into the fabric of the robe. Zhou Yan clenched his fist, feeling the amplification of his fire energy.

With a sudden punch, layers of fiery energy naturally surged forth.

With a flick of his sleeve, the battle robe transformed into a ball of fire, capable of both offense and defense.

This was the work of the successive Nanyue True Lords, who used the heavenly fire threads from the summit of Zhurong Peak and borrowed the brush of Nanyue Wenheng to depict the true form of the Vermilion Bird. Zhou Yan's own triple fire, after being draped in the battle robe, immediately transformed into five layers of fire, incorporating the true fire of the Vermilion Bird and the fire of Zhurong.

All evil spirits and malevolent practices will be burned away by the blazing fire once they get close. It can also mobilize the Vermilion Bird Fire and a wisp of the Zhurong Fire, and combine them with its own fire power to unleash even more terrifying moves.

"This needs to be developed."

Zhou Yan felt his body become somewhat heavy.

The mental and spiritual pressure is too great.

Zhou Yan looked at the other two divine-grade armors and licked his lips.

Now that things have come to this, there's no intention of backing down.
"on!"

Amidst the roars of dragons and tigers, a suit of armor with dragons and tigers swallowing the shoulders appeared on the majestic breastplate, and a pair of greaves boots appeared on the feet.

Zhou Yan's soul could barely withstand it. He staggered forward half a step. His armor could support him, but it was extremely heavy. He slowly raised his hand and felt the characteristics of his shoulder armor and boots.

It can traverse all waterways, even the Weak Water, with ease.

It can even freeze rivers.

The shoulder armor possesses the spirit of dragons and tigers, and any attacker will be met with a counterattack.

A fine set of armor, and many precious treasures.

I can't say how lethal it is, since it's armor and not a weapon, but its ability to save lives and avoid disasters is top-notch. It can heal, reflect damage, protect itself, and even leave by walking on waves.

Zhou Yan calmed his mind and carefully sensed the set of clothing. However, when he sensed the clothing, he was slightly taken aback. When the purple energy flowed, he felt a slight disharmony.

Following this subtle sense of disharmony, Zhou Yan discovered that there were hidden markings on these four divine artifacts.

"The Four Sacred Mountains True Lords..."

Zhou Yan only needed to think for a moment to understand that the reason these four people left their marks on the armor was partly because they were reluctant to part with their own things, and partly because they were testing them.

Let's see if the Lord of Mount Tai can detect these markings and how he handles them.

If not handled properly, a deadly attack may occur.

She really is an old sow, with one set of tricks after another.

If he could, Lord Zhou would love to flip the table and explode at these guys.

But that would clearly be suicide.

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth:

"Damn, that's too much!"

"One day, I will definitely carry Mount Tai and take a stroll around your hometown!"

However, he also knew that his strength was still far behind those of the well-established fourth-rank experts. Without resolving this matter, Zhou Yan could not use this item. So, Zhou Yan took off the set of armor.

Immediately erect a sacred altar at the heart of Mount Tai.

This further strengthens the connection with the Taishan ley lines. Then, the armor is thrown up one by one, and with the help of the Taishan ley lines, the person briefly gains the status of the Taishan Lord. Then, the person slowly reaches out.

The fire of the Eight Heavenly Dragons flows.

However, at the same time, another force emerged.

With the help of the power of the Lord of Mount Tai and the purple aura, Zhou Yan clearly sensed the excellent hidden power characteristics.

It's the charm of water!
Thanks to the high rank of the Prefect, Zhou Yan easily figured out where the watery aura on his body came from.

"This is... Shangshan Pond?"

The jade talisman with the character "Tai" actually contains some of Ao Xuantao's authority as a water god, so it has subtly absorbed the essence of the Shangshan Pond. The Shangshan Pond has the meaning of the highest good in Taoism and helped the Lord of the Prefecture to make deductions. However, it accidentally stuck itself into it.

"Taoism's highest virtue is like water, Buddhism's highest virtue is like pure fire."

“It is suppressed by the purple aura of the Earth element in the center.”

"Hold weapons, practice wisdom."

"Is this my sixth rank...?" Zhou Yan vaguely gained a deeper understanding of his Dao foundation.

Then look at the branding on those four divine-grade garments.

With a smirk and a hint of malice, he slowly extended his hand. Buddhist Glazed Fire, Taoist Supreme Good Water, mixed with the power of the Eastern Peak Lord, spread along the four aura imprints. Zhou Yan felt the solidity and resistance of the four imprints.

Incredibly solid, incredibly calm.

"This is the power of the Four Sacred Mountains True Lords."

"It is truly like a mountain, almost unshakeable!"

"but……"

"We should at least give it a try."

Even the mighty and imposing mark, as unshakable as the myriad mountains, was still shaken by Zhou Yan at this moment. Zhou Yan slowly clenched his five fingers, and the four auras were forced out.

These four auras possessed sentience and wanted to leave, but they couldn't escape because Zhou Yan had set up a shrine in advance.

"You've offended the Prefect and you think you can just run away?"

"late!"

Zhou Yan mistook these four auras for the Four Sacred Mountains True Monarchs.

Within the altar of the Lord of Mount Tai, Taoist water and Buddhist fire swirled and intertwined, like a giant millstone, grinding away bit by bit, inch by inch, the hidden imprints of the other four sacred mountains' true lords.

This thing takes a lot of time.

Unfortunately, Lord Zhou has always been petty.

Not only to protect himself, but also to protect Uncle Shen and the others, and to protect the creatures near Mount Tai, Zhou Yan became extremely patient, spending more than ten hours to erase these marks.

In fact, during the middle section, Zhou Yan's divine eye had already seen that the mark itself was composed of layers of talismans, which overlapped and changed. According to the knowledge he had recently been cramming on in the Taoist sect, as long as the array composed of these talismans was deciphered, it could be broken.

However, Zhou Yan's knowledge and Taoist understanding only allowed him to recognize those as talismans and formations; he had absolutely no ability to decipher them.

They had no choice but to use water and fire to create a millstone, grinding away bit by bit.

Even in his transformed state as the Lord of Mount Tai, Zhou Yan felt extremely exhausted. In the last two hours, he continuously activated the [Giant Spirit Jade Talisman], bombarding the area with ten times the power, before finally erasing the four marks.

Zhou Yan was almost completely exhausted, panting heavily: "Huff, huff, huff..."

"It's finally been wiped away."

"As expected, the Four Mountains True Lords are still powerful."

"Even with the help of the position of the Lord of Mount Tai, the fire of the Eight Heavenly Dragons of Manjushri, and the Taoist water of the Supreme Goodness left by the Taoist Ancestor, it still took so long to wear it down... The strength is still too weak."

Zhou Yan looked at the four treasures and made a hand seal.

According to the knowledge of the spiritual veins of Mount Tai, Zhou Yan took a bit of his true spirit, mixed it with the power of the earth veins, and infused it into this set of armor. In an instant, Zhou Yan felt that he and this set of armor resonated with each other.

It's no longer in the same state as before.

Because this time he had expended too much energy, Zhou Yan was a little overwhelmed. In the end, he left the old local deity, Shi Xuanxing, with the order to temporarily gather the Taishan Guard and wait for further instructions from him. He was not to act rashly. He took off his four pieces of armor and placed them in the Taishan earth veins to nurture them.

Then he returned to the true body of Louguan Dao.

His true form swayed and stumbled forward, then fell into a deep sleep.

………………

After leaving Mount Tai, Zhongyue Zhenjun immediately sent a message to the other three mountains, and they gathered together to drink and talk. He recounted the actions of the Mount Tai Prefecture Lord, and the other three mountains fell silent.

They had previously thought that the Lord of Mount Tai was just a new god.

However, I'm becoming increasingly unsure of what to do.

The True Lord of Mount Heng stroked his beard, holding a scroll in his hand, a look of confusion on his face:

"Is it really possible to deliver hundreds of thousands of wronged souls with a single thought?"

Zhongyue Zhenjun said decisively, "No, I can see it clearly. It's just a common 40,000 or so. The rest are just crude illusions." He was no ordinary demon. Although he was wary of the Lord of Mount Tai, he was not so afraid that he wouldn't even dare to look at him.

That's why he went to try it out himself, but the result was not as he hoped.

After leaving, he immediately came to find the other three mountains.

After all, Zhongyue Zhenjun knew that the other three Zhenjun and Taishan Fujun were only fighting over the Great Dao, and might not necessarily fight to the death. However, he had crushed all the Taishan Gongdao Fruits he had collected. This kind of Dao-destroying struggle, once discovered, could be described as a fight to the death.

Therefore, he tried his best to find these True Lords, wanting to eliminate and kill the Lord of Mount Tai before he grew up. However, just when these three True Lords were being persuaded and were planning to join him in a fight, the Western Mountain suddenly fell silent.

"The brand has been erased..."

Zhongyue said, "Was it you who gave him that armor before? If you wiped it off, you wiped it off."

“That thing was originally a precious material left by the True Lords of the Western Peak throughout the ages. You refined it, and it should have worn away the outermost layer of your mark. The marks left by the other True Lords throughout the ages are still there. This thing can be easily retrieved.”

Zhongyue also fell silent.

His connection with the breastplate disappeared.

The earth veins of Zhongyue, refined and tempered by generations of emperors, were used to forge that cloak. It bears the imprints of the Zhongyue True Lords of each generation, which have transformed into a continuous array of imprinted talismans. Moving one place will cause countless changes, each more difficult than the last.

To break through it, one must possess extraordinary spiritual power.

Now, all traces of the Central Peak throughout history have been erased.

quietly.

And so, the place became quiet.

Immediately following was apprehension, intense hostility, admiration for the opponent in the struggle for the Great Dao, and a hidden tension that even the True Monarchs could not tolerate or conceal—

I feel incredibly heartbroken and physically aching.

"Lord Taishan... Lord of the Prefecture!"

........................

Zhou Yan had a good night's sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he felt refreshed and relaxed.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the old Taoist priest Xiweizi drinking tea in front of his table, which startled Zhou Yan.

"Grandmaster Uncle, did you sleep well?"

The old Taoist priest greeted him with a smile, and Zhou Yan said, "Not bad, what brings you here..."

Xiweizi stroked his beard and asked, "Is Grandmaster Uncle still interested in what we discussed earlier?"

Zhou Yan didn't react for a moment, but after he did, his expression changed slightly.

Hippie smiled calmly: "Yes."

"It's about the original text of the Tao Te Ching."

(End of this chapter)