In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

"Are we just going to let them go like that? That human saint could very well become a major threat."

“His essence is exhausted, he is beyond saving... and we are not yet ready to be born... The Beginningless Bell will not allow the Ancestral King to leave.”

The two ancestral kings remained silent for a long time, and just when everyone thought they had fallen into a deep sleep again, their divine consciousness finally fluctuated.

"The Son of God has been taken away by someone, and we will need to find him and bring him back."

"Humans dare not harm the Heavenly Emperor's son, otherwise they will anger the ancient races and be slaughtered to the point of extinction."

Strands of divine thought intertwined, gradually weakening until they disappeared...

After leaving Zishan, Lü Yao and the others followed Ye Fan's advice and went to the stone village built by the descendants of Zhang Lin, the fifth generation of Yuan Tianshi.

As soon as Lü Yao and his group arrived at the entrance of Shizhai, they saw an old man leaning on a cane, looking up at the sky from time to time.

As the light flashed, Lü Yao, Ye Fan, the Black Emperor, and the God King on Ye Fan's back descended before him.

The old man was startled, but after seeing Ye Fan's face clearly, the sadness on his face instantly disappeared: "Brother Ye, you've been gone for almost half a year, and you've finally come back."

His tone was filled with excitement and anticipation, and his voice trembled slightly, because Ye Fan had taken away the information about Shi Yi and Zi Shan when he left, and promised Shi Zhai that he would bring back the Zhang family's inherited Origin Heaven Technique.

After Ye Fan left, he started coming to the village entrance every day to wait. Later, as time went on, he started coming every five days. But no matter what, his desire to find the family's secret technique did not diminish; in fact, it became even stronger.

When the villagers heard Zhang Wuye's voice, they all came out. They were very happy to see Ye Fan. This young man was very kind, and the children in the village all liked to play with him. Not to mention that he had helped the village get rid of a group of bandits half a year ago.

"Master Zhang, my division commander is injured. Could you please arrange a room for him to rest?"

Master Zhang slapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, I was rude."

So he immediately ordered people to prepare a courtyard for the God-King to settle down.

The God-King, lacking energy and weakened in body, also fell into a deep sleep.

Old Master Zhang sat on a wooden stool, his hands resting on his cane, his eyes vacant, lost in thought, seemingly preoccupied with something else.

Black Emperor isn't here; I wonder where he's wandered off to.

"Master Zhang Wu." Ye Fan approached and, finding that Master Zhang Wu did not react at all, called out.

"Hey—" Master Zhang was startled by the sudden sound and his cane fell to the ground.

Ye Fan was both amused and exasperated. He picked up the cane and handed it back to him, asking, "What's wrong with you, sir?"

Old Master Zhang smiled wryly: "When people get old, they tend to overthink things. Don't worry about me."

But Lü Yao had already guessed that Zhang Wuye was thinking about his ancestors Zhang Lin, Zhang Jiye, and the Yuan Tian Shu.

Ye Fan also noticed this, took out the Origin Book, and handed it to Master Zhang: "Look, I've found the Zhang family's legacy for you."

“It’s back—” Zhang Wuye threw down the cane that Ye Fan had just picked up for him, took the heavy, silver-glowing Origin Book, his hands trembling, and gently stroked the cover with his fingers, inch by inch.

"The Book of Origin has been found!" The other members of the Zhang family at the entrance of the courtyard were in an uproar when they saw the Book of Origin in the hand of Fifth Master Zhang.

This means that the Zhang family has another chance to produce a Source Celestial Master, who is an honored guest of the Holy Land!

"Disperse!" Old Master Zhang suddenly shouted at the crowd that was gathering at the entrance of the courtyard.

The crowd didn't understand, but due to the prestige that Master Zhang had built up over the years, they all dispersed.

"Sit down and have some tea." Master Zhang calmed himself down and poured a cup of ordinary tea for Lü Yao and Ye Fan.

Ye Fan then recounted the story of the fifth-generation Source Master, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and some other matters concerning Zhang Jiye.

But Lü Yao discovered that Master Zhang's mind was gradually drifting away from these stories.

Chapter 103 All Three Evils Are Complete

After Ye Fan finished speaking, Master Zhang was still unable to calm down. He shakily drank a cup of tea and then handed the Source Book back to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan repeatedly declined, saying, "Fifth Master Zhang, this was agreed upon before. I retrieved the Source Book and was allowed to cultivate the Source Techniques within it. I have already memorized the contents of the Source Book, so I will return it to you."

When Master Zhang saw that Ye Fan refused, he solemnly said, "You risked your life to find it, venturing into the Demon Mountain. Without you, I might never have seen it in my life. You need it even more."

The people of Shizhai are all incompetent; leaving behind such a treasure will only invite more bloodshed. As long as I can confirm that this book is still being passed down and is not in the hands of evildoers, that's enough for me.”

Hearing this from the side, Lü Yao said, "Take the leaf. Keeping the Yuantian Book in the village is like a child carrying gold in the market."

Normally, when bandits plunder villages, they might only steal some source stones. But if they discover such a treasure, their greed might lead them to massacre the Zhang family in order to cover up the truth.

Upon hearing Lü Yao's words, Master Zhang continued to persuade him, "If Brother Ye still remembers this kindness, you can pass on your skills to him when the Zhang family has someone of talent in the future."

Lu Yao continued, "I have also cultivated the Origin Heaven Book, so I left a scripture and a token in the Stone Village. In the future, if someone cultivates the scripture I left behind to perfection, they can take the token to the Yao Guang Holy Land in the Southern Region and become a disciple of the Holy Land."

As Lü Yao spoke, he took out a golden dagger, his hand wreathed in Daoist fire, which melted the golden dagger into liquid, erased the Daoist patterns on it, and then reshaped it into a golden page.

Then, using his finger as a knife, he carved words on it.

Before long, numerous tiny characters appeared on the golden pages, densely packed and surrounded by divine light.

Lu Yao handed the golden pages to Master Zhang and said, "This is the scripture of the Daoist Sutra, Chapter on the Sea of ​​Wheels. All disciples of Shizhai can cultivate this scripture. Once they have mastered the Sea of ​​Wheels, they can use this token to worship at the Yao Guang Holy Land."

As he spoke, Lü Yao produced another jade talisman and handed it to Master Zhang.

Ye Fan looked at the golden page in Zhang Wuye's hand, then glanced inward at the genuine Daoist scripture page in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and said speechlessly, "You've gotten a fake. What if someone mistakes it for the real thing and tries to steal it? Wouldn't that ruin Stone Village?"

Lu Yao didn't care and replied, "The Dao Scripture Wheel Sea Scroll has already spread throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, and this Dao Scripture is still incomplete. If anyone wants it, just give it to them."

After a pause, Lü Yao continued, "Although it's not complete, one can still cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Sea of ​​Wheels. After becoming a disciple of Yao Guang, one can switch to other scriptures to rebuild the Sea of ​​Wheels."

Based on his own understanding, Lü Yao rewrote a fragment of the complete Daoist scriptures, but even this fragment was far better than the Daoist scriptures in Lingxu Cave Heaven.

It is neither a valuable treasure that shocks the world, but it can solidify the foundation and make it easier to switch to other traditions in the future.

With trembling arms, Master Zhang respectfully accepted the golden page and the token: "This old man thanks Brother Lü. Brother Lü has pointed out a bright path for Shizhai!"

Ye Fan said, "I will also leave a token. If I establish a lineage in the future, the descendants of the Zhang family can come to me and receive my protection."

After saying that, Ye Fan began searching for something suitable to be a token within the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron, but after searching and searching, he found nothing!

Surprising, isn't it? The items in Emperor Ye's possession are all incredibly precious, and none of them are suitable to be given away.

Lu Yao advised, "You have a bunch of people suppressed inside your cauldron. Take some materials from them and refine them again."

"Oh, right!" Ye Fan went out for a while, sent out a Jiang family disciple to collect some treasures, and returned to give Master Zhang a token.

Shizhai also improved, and at the same time received the care of the future Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Emperor.

Master Zhang Wu received a promise from Ye Fan that he would pass it on to the Zhang family descendants, along with a Foundation Establishment scripture and two tokens. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

That evening, the Zhang family prepared a feast. The young men and women of the village sang and danced around the bonfire, while the rest sat on the ground in the open, eating meat and drinking wine heartily, toasting each other and having a great time.

Ye Fan was completely immersed in the lively atmosphere. There were no damned Ji family, Jiang family, Yin Yang Sect, or Purple Mansion Holy Land here; there were only friendly friends.

Lu Yao was staring in one direction, occasionally raising his glass to deal with the people who came up to toast him, as if he was looking at something.

Ye Fan asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Yao replied, "Look over there, isn't there something strange about that figure's back?"

Ye Fan looked in the direction Lü Yao pointed, his brows furrowed. He saw two dark figures next to a house not far away.

"That one on all fours seems to be Black Emperor, but who is the other chubby figure? Is he from Stone Village?" Ye Fan wondered. Moreover, the person was blurry in his consciousness, clearly concealing his identity: "Black Emperor didn't bite him? Who has such great power?"

Lu Yao said, "Doesn't he look like the wicked... Daoist Duan De?"

He originally wanted to say "Master Que De" (meaning "Immoral Taoist Priest"), but fearing Ye Fan wouldn't understand, he said "Duan De" instead.

Ye Fan glanced at it again, couldn't hold back, and jumped up: "Damn Duan De, I haven't avenged myself for betraying me!"

The two actually met again after the incident at the Qingdi Tomb, and Ji Ziyue was also present that time.

But upon closer examination, Ye Fan still suffered a loss that time, so he kept thinking about it and wanted to teach Duan De a lesson once his cultivation level improved.

"Wait, wait a minute." Lü Yao pulled back Ye Fan, who was furious and carrying the Purple Gold Divine Hammer.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to hammer him to death!" Ye Fan said passionately, his words filled with heroic spirit, as he declared that he would pour Duan De into cement to drive a living pile.

"What exactly did he do to you?" Lu Yao asked curiously. Even if Ye Heizi was tricked, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

Ye Fan's eyes were red, and he was about to blurt it out, but he stopped himself and shook off Lü Yao's hand.

Lu Yao pulled his hand away from Ye Fan's arm, his eyes full of gossip.

With all three major threats to BeiDou in place, its future is bleak!

Ye Fan stepped forward, his fighting spirit soaring and his killing intent raging, as if he had seen a mortal enemy.

Duan De and the Black Emperor were arm in arm, chatting about the future. The two felt like they had known each other for a long time and wanted to become sworn brothers, just like the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Region, who roamed the world and were not dared to be provoked by even the holy lands and noble families.

"Strange, where did this murderous aura come from?" Duan De scratched his ear, blinked, and recalled the enemies he had recently provoked. Could it be that one of them had chased him to the Northern Region?

Black Emperor hooked one claw around Duan De's neck and pulled him down: "Daoist Duan, don't think too much. You said there was a 100,000-year-old Medicine King, right? And where is that Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Stone?"

Duan De felt the dog's paw on his neck, and his face immediately darkened. But then he thought that this dog might possess the secret of Zishan, and his expression immediately brightened. He smiled brightly, like a chrysanthemum bud suddenly blooming.

"Brother Dog is right, it must have been my imagination. With Brother Dog here to keep things under control, how could there be any murderous intent?"

Duan De felt that the dog's paws were extremely strong, pulling him from his upright position down to his waist, which was extremely uncomfortable.

She simply squatted down on the ground, but unfortunately her belly was too big, and squatting was uncomfortable. Her internal organs were under constant pressure, and her face turned red from holding it in. "Not to mention anything else, just talking about nearby, deep in the Yaochi Holy Land, there is a Yaotai, which is the residence of the Queen Mother of the West. The Yaotai is surrounded by fairy flowers, and there are a few old medicinal plants interspersed there."

The Old Medicine King is second only to the demigod medicine and the immortal medicine. Even the Great Emperor lineage regards it as a treasure, as it can extend the lifespan of the elderly in the holy land for a long time.

But as he spoke, he noticed something was wrong with Black King's expression; its face was dark...

Chapter 104 Brother Dog, Say Something!

"Brother Dog, say something! Brother Dog!" Duan De nudged Black Emperor when it didn't speak, wondering what was wrong.

Could it be that someone has cast a curse on it from thousands of miles away? Duan De shuddered and immediately stood up, wanting to get away from it.

Such secret techniques do exist. In the five regions of the Big Dipper, the Southern Ridge is not only inhabited by barbarian tribes, but also by other human groups, some of whom are skilled in this art.

However, their clan is small, cultivation is difficult, and they have never produced a powerful figure who is respected by the world, so their fame and knowledge are not known to outsiders.

The Black Emperor looked at Duan De with a dark expression: "You said you would take me into the Holy Land to obtain the Great Medicine. Is that the Yaochi Holy Land?"