Chapter 124 You Can Use It

Shangqing Lingbao Sect—

Lin Shouyi, who has retired from the contemporary era, is barely of the same generation as the old Heavenly Master, although he is considerably younger.

When Zhang Ruosu dominated the contemporary era, invincible, Lin Shouyi was just a small Daoist who was not even allowed to go down the mountain. However, now that a hundred years have passed, the two are the only survivors of that era. They are both over a hundred years old, and a difference of ten years or so doesn't seem to matter much.

However, the feeling of awe for the Heavenly Master in front of him, which he felt in his youth, still remains and still influences Lin Shouyi.

However, even the powerful Heavenly Master, who was once invincible in the world, never expected that after only two Jiazi (120 years), he would stumble into the world of demons, gods, and ghosts, and be so frightened that he was on the verge of a heart attack. But now it seems that a heart attack is unlikely. Being frightened for a long time might lead to cardiac hypertrophy.

Lin Shouyi couldn't resist the Old Heavenly Master's persistent pestering, so he had to smile wryly and helplessly. He instructed his disciples to go to the alchemy room to fetch the elixir and hand it over, saying, "This is the highest grade available. Only elixirs of this level can have a calming effect on you, Heavenly Master. You must use it sparingly. Don't finish it in a day or two and come back up the mountain."

"Refining this elixir takes more than three months per batch."

"You consume them faster than I can refine them."

This refining naturally refers to high-grade elixirs.

As for ordinary elixirs,

they have already begun to try automated assembly line production. If it weren't for the fact that the medicinal properties contained in the herbs varied greatly, requiring alchemists to adjust their methods according to real-time changes in order to make the elixir perfect and satisfactory, allowing it to become a high-grade elixir, then high-grade elixirs could probably be mass-produced on an assembly line.

At that time, the high-grade elixirs that could once cause a bloody storm two thousand years ago, causing brothers to turn against each other,

would really be worthless.

Even as it is now, everyone can receive elixir resources every week according to their cultivation realm.

In the eyes of past Daoists, this is an incredible change.

As for not enough medicinal herbs?

The vast and boundless Shan Hai Da Huang (Mountains and Seas Great Wilderness) seems to be constantly evolving into worlds of the myriad realms. Chaoge City has already begun to try to explore these places, using the most advanced technological research to decompose medicinal properties, and then find substitutes for new elixir prescriptions, and try to develop new elixirs based on the combination of medicinal properties.

It is said that the elixir configurations of the expeditionary exploration army are at least three eras ahead of what is currently circulating on the market.

With the strong support of the Tushan Clan, the progress of healing elixirs has been particularly rapid.

In addition, cultivation competition tournaments are being prepared on a city-wide basis.

Divided into martial arts tournaments, weapon refining competitions, and supernatural power contests in different categories.

Exquisite martial arts classics and elixirs are used as rewards.

Stimulating the cultivation craze throughout the human world to surge wildly.

As for all of this, it is all based on the wisdom group led by Zhuge Wuhou.

When Lin Shouyi came back to his senses, the Old Heavenly Master had already snatched the gourd of elixirs from his hand.

His technique was so exquisite that he didn't even notice it.

Obviously, this Heavenly Master, who was once invincible in the human world, even with the world version updated and iterating into gods and demons and myths,

is still improving at a speed that ordinary people like him cannot imagine.

Even, Lin Shouyi could feel that if this Daoist was willing, he could instantly transform into his youthful appearance.

The so-called extreme of Daoist cultivation is that white hair turns black, lost teeth regrow, and the face is as rosy as a baby's.

As for why Zhang Ruosu is unwilling, he also knows a little.

He can't! If he returns to his youth now, he's afraid he'll be kidnapped and forced into marriage the next day.

Lin Shouyi smacked his lips silently.

Damn it, what a渣男 (zhā nán, scumbag).

The only granular human male life form in the Daoist sect.

The Old Heavenly Master didn't know his old friend's slander, just nodded repeatedly, while stuffing the gourd of elixirs into his Qiankun Sleeve (sleeve that contains a universe), and guaranteed with a smile:

"Don't worry, don't worry, aren't you confident in my strength?"

"Relax, relax, there won't be similar things happening again. Who am I?"

"My big heart has long been tempered."

"This time, it was just that the Thirty-Six Thunder Gods of the Lei Department (Thunder Department) came out together and said they wanted to write their names on the Yu Shu (Jade Pivot) of the Lei Department, so I was frightened. Didn't I have a fight with them afterwards? To make them behave? Hmph, after this, even if thirty, sixty, or even a hundred gods pop out again."

"I won't have the slightest fluctuation anymore."

"Nothing more than practice makes perfect."

Of course, Zhang Ruosu was not lying—

Having experienced persuasion from fists and swordsmanship,

the Thirty-Six Thunder Gods all expressed their approval of this white-haired old Daoist.

Of course, in the sparring, Zhang Ruosu was not able to defeat all the Thunder Gods in one go.

Among the Thirty-Six Thunder Gods, there were at least five that he could not defeat.

And the most ancient Thunder God of the Great Marsh simply did not make a move, but was extremely admiring and approving of Zhang Ruosu's attainments in thunder techniques. As for now, the group of Thunder Gods have all received identity cards, and after replenishing their knowledge of the human world's common sense and laws at Longhu Mountain, they have all gone down the mountain to see the prosperity of this human world.

There are some human cultivators following them, to guide them.

To prevent these guys from instinctively causing any trouble.

This is both a trouble and an opportunity. Thunder Gods are all born holy. Each of these thirty-six Thunder Gods has a resounding reputation in the Shan Hai Da Huang. Their breath is cloud energy, their angry voice is thunder, and their every move is supernatural. Even a pig, staying near these Thunder Gods for a long time, will become a strange beast capable of controlling thunder, let alone those carefully selected Shenxiao Sect disciples?

As for how to choose?

Of course, the simplest way is to have a fight.

Whoever has the deepest and most awesome understanding of thunder techniques goes.

Of course, Lin Shouyi also had different opinions on this.

"Pigs have pretty good intelligence among animals."

"It's normal for them to become demons."

Zhang Ruosu laughed in agreement and was about to leave.

But suddenly he heard the sound of a bell, as if jade stones were clashing, its sound pure, clear, and melodious, long and lingering, as if Kunshan jade was shattered, shocking people's hearts, dispelling distracting thoughts, and making the soul凝滞 (níngzhì, congeal) and focused. The two old Daoists' expressions froze, and then they stood up together, looking towards the direction of the Shangqing Sect's Ancestral Hall.

They saw green bamboo and verdant pines, floating clouds, ten thousand zhang of rosy clouds, and thousands of auspicious Qi, all flowing and changing together.

Setting off this place as brilliant and magnificent, as if a fairyland had descended to the mortal world, or as if the Shangqing Realm had been born from here.

The little Daoists and pilgrims were all stunned. Being in the midst of the clouds and mist, seeing the auspicious Qi and rosy clouds flowing and changing, and white cranes flapping their wings and soaring into the sky, it was truly a wonderful realm that was difficult to describe in words.

Only Zhang Ruosu and Lin Shouyi's faces changed drastically.

"!!!"

"Something happened to the Ancestral Hall?!"

The two exchanged glances, and spoke at the same time, then, without caring about anything else, they strode towards it.

…………………

The Turbid World—

Wei Yuan, or rather, the Original Heavenly Demon, pressed his hand against the center of the Hùntiān (Primal Chaos) body's brow, and the characters containing the true meaning of the Great Dao constantly reappeared, and then resonated in the Hùntiān body's ears and in his heart. No matter how unwilling he was, this scripture was directly branded into his heart.

However, the Hùntiān body is, after all, the Hùntiān body.

Even if it was just the true spirit and spirituality that was born later, he was once the well-deserved number one in the myriad realms.

How could he be so easily controlled by others?

The Original Heavenly Demon's actions undoubtedly added fuel to the fire of the Hùntiān body's already increasingly aggrieved and angry mood.

As soon as the general outline was finished, the Hùntiān body was already furious. From his limbs and bones, it seemed as if countless powerful forces were born, resonating together, and suddenly erupted. Wei Yuan was stunned, and in an instant, he seemed to see his friend making a move. Not daring to be negligent, he flicked his sleeves and made a move, pointing his fingers like a sword, directly thrusting forward.

The two's Qi violently collided, creating an extremely huge wave of Qi conflict in this place.

Tearing the earth and shattering the sky.

Wei Yuan grunted, and was actually knocked back by this terrifying move.

However, the Hùntiān body purely had power, but lacked the matching skills. The Daoist used his sword fingers to break through the palm force. The boundless, terrifying, and majestic power was like a sea, but now it was split by a sword, only pouring out on Wei Yuan's left and right sides, leaving two ravines on the earth that were of unknown distance and bottomless.

The Hùntiān body covered his face with one hand, and the other hand still maintained the posture of pushing forward.

He was panting violently, and his palms were trembling.

His face was pale, but he had a resolute hostility: "...Get out!"

He said with extreme determination: "I am myself, and I will not cultivate according to the methods you told me! I will never!"

"Get out of here!"

But you have already memorized it.

Even if it's just the general outline... No, it's better to say that the general outline is the most important thing.

The general outline points out where this mountain is, and the rest is just teaching people with ordinary qualifications how to rely on cultivation, step by step, to climb to a higher position. But what if this person is already on this mountain, but has forgotten that he is on this mountain?

The Daoist looked at the frenzied Hùntiān body in front of him.

He originally planned to continue to induce him.

But the power of cause and effect had already vaguely sensed a stinging pain between his eyebrows, and in the distance, there was also a sharp aura rushing towards this place.

There was no doubt that the movement just now had attracted the attention of the Turbid World.

Ah... a Dao Fruit Realm cultivator from the Clear World coming to the Turbid World to persuade a Turbid World expert is a bit arrogant...

Wei Yuan looked at the wary Hùntiān body and began to wonder if he was completely unsuited to the so-called persuasion.

This kind of thing should be Zigong's specialty.

As for me, if this guy wasn't too strong, I should really follow the way of the ancient civil officials.

Smash him on the back of the head with a stick and knock him out, then drag him away by one leg.

Drag him away!

Wei Yuan looked at the Hùntiān body who had already recorded the general outline of the Lingbao Dadong Zhenjing (Lingbao Great Cave True Scripture) and sighed in his heart, thinking of his friend.

You are not him after all...

But, I also hope that you can gradually get rid of the control of the Turbid World with the help of this general outline.

Then find the self that you are expecting.

The Daoist looked at the wary Hùntiān body and smiled: "Can't use it? Actually, this general outline is still very useful."

"You can try it."

The Hùntiān body sneered: "There's no way I'm going to use it!"

The Daoist said regretfully: "Don't be so absolute, why not use it? Even if it's just for a moment?"

"When you think it's very useful, I'll come here."

"And then pass on the rest to you."

Guiding step by step.

The implication is that the foxes of the Tushan Clan are very good at luring people into the fox den bit by bit.

Then, before the other Turbid World experts arrived, the Daoist smiled freely, and then said loudly:

"微 微 玄 宗 门，焕 朗 彻 空 同，至 道 由 静 默，当 见 三 素 宫，大 道 于 此 成，骖 景 策 云 龙 (Wēi wēi xuán zōng mén, huàn lǎng chè kōng tóng, zhì dào yóu jìng mò, dāng jiàn sān sù gōng, dà dào yú cǐ chéng, cān jǐng cè yún lóng. Subtle, subtle, the gate of the Mysterious Sect, illuminating and penetrating the empty void, the supreme Dao comes from silence, when you see the Three Pure Palaces, the Great Dao is accomplished here, riding the light and whipping the clouds and dragons.)"

"Daoist friend."

"You and I, may we meet again, haha."

The Hùntiān body was still full of vigilance, and said coldly: "I'm afraid there is no缘分 (yuánfèn, fate) for that."

The evil Daoist in white Daoist robes, with black hair hanging down, lowered his eyes and smiled:

"Whether there is fate or not, it's not up to you."

"You!!!"

The Hùntiān body's face was ugly.

The Daoist bowed slightly, and then disappeared in an instant.

……………………

Shangqing Sect, when the two old Daoists rushed over, the little Daoists next to them were already frightened. Seeing their elders come, they finally had a backbone, and stammered: "Heavenly Master, Patriarch, the Ancestral Hall, inside the Ancestral Hall..."

Lin Shouyi didn't care about comforting the little Daoists.

He and Zhang Ruosu stepped into the Ancestral Hall together, and saw that the memorial tablets were all in their places, neat as before. It seemed that the movement just now was just their illusion. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, but immediately had doubts.

But, since there was no movement, what was the reason?

Lin Shouyi checked it again, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, there is no problem."

"I thought that Ancestral Master had returned from the dead."

Zhang Ruosu said: "Didn't?"

He said with some regret in his tone: "What a pity, haha, I can't see you being startled."

Lin Shouyi frowned and said, "Of course not!"

Zhang Ruosu took two sips of wine and said, "Then what's the reason? That movement just now didn't seem fake."

"Hahaha, the Ancestral Master didn't return."

"It can't be that the Lingbao Tianzun (Lingbao Heavenly Worthy) enshrined by your Shangqing Sect has returned, hahaha..."

Zhang Ruosu laughed loudly.

Laughing, laughing... he couldn't laugh anymore.

The laughter became more and more僵硬 (jiāngyìng, stiff).

The two old Daoists looked at each other stiffly and fell into silence.

………………

Shan Hai—

Mount Buzhou yawned. In front of him was a huge alien beast, wrapped in lightning, walking under the sky.

Its speed was extremely fast.

This was what Dijun (Emperor Jun) lent them to go to the human world.

Of course, Old Mount Buzhou doesn't need this thing, but this time it's not just himself. Old Uncle Mount Buzhou lowered his gaze and saw a pale girl with little blood sitting there obediently, her white hair scattered down, hanging behind her back. Another girl, similar in appearance, but with a warm and beautiful face, was sitting there, helping the white-haired girl comb her hair.

Although the white-haired girl seemed uneasy, seemed to dislike someone behind her, and kept shaking.

"I didn't ask you to help me comb my hair."

"Yeah, that's right."

"But, if you want to see Little Yuan, don't you want him to see you with your hair disheveled?"

The black-haired and white-clothed Wa Huang joked.

So the white-haired girl just lowered her head, holding a doll in her arms, and became obedient.

Mount Buzhou grinned.

Really, only Wa Huang can make that Little Wa Huang listen.

Hey, if that scumbag Fuxi saw that this Little Wa Huang would actually listen to that youngster Wei Yuan,

would he be so jealous that his eyeballs popped out?

The thought of this scene made him feel more and more happy.

Old Mount Buzhou smiled, raised his neck and drank, but suddenly his face changed slightly. In front of him—

A talisman appeared!

That was a talisman that Wei Yuan had previously asked Old Mount Buzhou to help镇 (zhèn, suppress) the Three Pure Heavens in order to stabilize the formation of the Heavenly Court. Old Mount Buzhou had casually accepted it, and had not taken it to heart, so he had almost forgotten it. But at this time, this talisman was actually faintly emitting bright light.

It actually already had a tendency to faintly break free from Mount Buzhou and escape in an instant!

Mount Buzhou was stunned, and subconsciously grabbed the talisman.

The Clear Qi shook violently, and the enormous and terrifying cause and effect and the passage of time changed, vaguely containing the voices of countless Daoists chanting scriptures since ancient times, and also connected with the Heavenly Court Great Formation, vast and majestic, even the Thunder Beast was startled.

The white-haired girl was caught off guard and was shaken, falling straight towards the sky!

PS: Today's first update...