Chapter 226 South Song Dynasty

Lin'an City.

A pure and unparalleled wave of Qing Qi soared into the sky. On that day, the sky above Lin'an City was mystical. Golden streamers scattered the clouds, forming a golden, dust-like phenomenon. Bathed in the setting sun, the golden-red color rose to the sky, resembling a soaring roc.

That day, when Chancellor Qin Hui entered the palace, he seemed startled by this celestial phenomenon. He stumbled three times on the steps, and from afar, he heard the voices of students and commoners crying out for justice for Yue Fei. Some even said that the phenomenon was Yue Fei's heroic spirit returning to heaven, reborn as the Great Sun Golden Roc.

Qin Hui raised his head, looking at the clouds and rays of light, the golden flow indeed like the roc spreading its wings.

The gloom in his heart deepened.

Meanwhile, in a rather luxurious mansion in Lin'an City, Zhang Guolao, after being awakened by Wei Yuan, had fallen into a dreamlike state, silent and unmoving for several days. On the seventh morning, as the sun rose, a stream of purple Qi flowed from the east and fell. Only then did Zhang Guolao awaken from his dream.

"Who first awakens from the long dream? I alone know myself in life."

"Having slept enough in the spring afternoon, the sun lingers late outside the window."

Zhang Guolao sighed leisurely, opened his eyes, his temperament profound and mysterious, completely different from before. The sense of old age had faded, and with each breath, he seemed to merge with heaven and earth. His lifespan naturally increased, achieving a state of longevity comparable to heaven.

This was the first step under the Dao fruit.

Or rather, was he finally qualified to think about the threshold of the legendary Dao fruit realm?

Zhang Guolao, or rather, Zhang Ruosu, felt complicated. Recalling this journey, from his reincarnation in the Tang Dynasty to the present Southern Song Dynasty, he had experienced many dangers, slain demons, and traveled through countless landscapes. Now, he had left behind various legends, turning them into anchors, taking a crucial step.

One wrong step, failing to persist in cultivation, indulging in the mundane world, would have completely severed his path, leaving no possibility of returning to his original era, turning himself into an anchor, piercing through the mists of time, and reaching the strongest level under the Dao fruit realm.

Immediately, he stroked his beard and proclaimed:

"For eight hundred autumns since attaining the Dao, I have never taken a head with a flying sword."

"Before the Jade Emperor's celestial decree arrives, I will trade in black gold and drift with the world."

A golden elixir swallowed into the stomach, my fate is in my own hands, not heaven's.

Then he opened his eyes.

His temperament was calm and peaceful, ethereal like an immortal.

Then, he saw a black-robed Daoist sitting in front of him, one hand propping up his chin, the other holding a bunch of grapes, stuffing them into his mouth, his eyes full of smiles. He waved his left hand and greeted, "Yo, good morning, Daoist Zhang, have you eaten?"

Zhang Ruosu, smiling calmly: "............"

Heart attack!

Crap, overlooked!

Subconsciously raising his hand to cover his chest, he stumbled backward.

He had been so happy about his breakthrough that he had forgotten that Wei Yuan was the one who had awakened him.

Wait, shouldn't this guy be in the human world more than a thousand years later?!

How could he be here?!

The black-haired Daoist spread his hands, a smile on his lips, but with a teasing tone, and said, "Daoist Zhang, be careful with your body. This era doesn't have the Shangqing Lingbao Sect's heart-protecting and life-saving golden elixir for you to eat." Zhang Ruosu subconsciously replied, "It's okay, I can refine it myself."

Although he had lost his memory.

But after having a connection with the Lingbao Sect in the past, the Lingbao Sect was willing to open up some of its classics and elixir recipes to him. Zhang Guolao, or rather, Zhang Ruosu, who had lost his memory and fallen into the mysteries of the womb, still relied on instinct and firmly chose the recipe.

And in the past few hundred years, he had mastered it to perfection.

The Lingbao Sect leader back then was stunned.

He asked him if he wanted to reconsider.

The *Lingbao Great Cave True Scripture* could also be opened up.

Why choose a niche effect, a life-saving heart-protecting elixir that rarely had a chance to be used?

But Zhang Ruosu was extremely firm.

"This is the one!"

Wei Yuan was stunned.

Then, he burst out laughing, extremely heartily.

Zhang Ruosu helplessly shook his head and smiled, as if influenced by him.

A light laugh, a smile, and finally, without knowing when, just a hearty laugh.

Wei Yuan looked at Zhang Ruosu's current state—he had completed the unification of his past anchors. His main body should also have sensed it. As long as he returned to the past and united the past and present, he could completely step out of that realm, achieving the first level under the Dao fruit in a true sense.

If he held the Jade Emperor's golden talisman, all the power of the four seas would be at his disposal.

He could completely fight to the death with a powerhouse who had not displayed the Dao fruit level.

And if he wanted to go further...

Because of his so-called good karma, the Turbid World Thunder God had killed the Pure World Thunder God. Afterward, the two thunder Dao fruits of the Pure and Turbid Worlds fell into Wei Yuan's hands. Most of the authority was split up and turned into the core part of the Heavenly Court Thunder Department's talisman system. However, the most core part, the true spirit of the Dao fruit, still existed in the Heavenly Court.

If Zhang Ruosu took another step and grasped the Thunder Dao fruit, he could immediately reach the power of the Dao fruit level.

The human world finally had a top-tier combat force that could sit in town for a long time, and it was the kind that could be based on the super-large Heavenly Court talisman formation to achieve a wide range of AoE attacks.

He slightly raised his hand and smiled, "A thousand years of cultivation illuminates the Dao."

"Attaining immortality, shining with the sun and moon, roaming freely in heaven and earth, congratulations, Daoist friend."

Zhang Ruosu's heart was also filled with emotions. He cupped his hands in return and said solemnly, "Thank you, Daoist friend, for helping me."

Wei Yuan looked at his friend, who had been completely reborn, and his heart was also quite happy. At this time, he suddenly understood the state and mood of Hunkun when he congratulated himself when he attained the Dao of Karma. This moment was like that moment.

Only the people were different.

Zhang Ruosu said, "However, why did you suddenly come to this era?"

"It can't be just to help me cross over, right?"

Wei Yuan said, "Yes, but not entirely."

He held a glass of wine in his hand and told Zhang Ruosu in detail about the many things that had happened before, leaving the old Daoist speechless and dumbfounded. Finally, he said sluggishly, "So, fate has been beaten down, and after the foundation of the Turbid World died, the Turbid World Great Lord changed his face and became brave and heroic again?" "The Lord of the Ruins is actually using his own life as a bargaining chip, and then he figured out your information? He is actually Dong Zhongshu? Or one of the three thousand disciples of the Confucian Master back then?"

"The Master is also alive?!"

"Damn, how long have I been gone, and so many things have happened?"

"Is my Dragon Tiger Mountain okay?!"

Wei Yuan comforted him, "It's nothing, just that both Nuwa are there, Yuanjun is also there, and Fuxi will also come here to visit from time to time. Oh, yes, Wuzhiqi has also stepped into the Dao fruit. There are now five Dao fruit levels on Dragon Tiger Mountain, so nothing will happen."

Five Dao fruits...

Zhang Ruosu covered his chest.

Wei Yuan said, "Also, after you go back, you may have to help with ID cards."

Wei Yuan paused and added, "Probably a lot."

"More than one."

!!!

Zhang Ruosu staggered back, covering his chest, his mouth twitching.

The old Daoist blurted out subconsciously:

"You, you're not here to help me become an immortal."

"You're here to save me, aren't you!"

"My heart can't take it."

Wei Yuan touched his nose, coughed, and said, "The able ones do more work, and..." He paused and said, "After the Eight Immortals cross the sea, you may have to make identity certificates for the other seven. Also, Yaoji, Azure Dragon, and the Qilin may also need help."

"It can probably be rounded up."

Zhang Ruosu opened his mouth, speechless for a moment.

The old Daoist sighed and had to put this matter aside for the time being.

The future.

Then, he would have to leave it to the future self to worry about.

Enjoy the wine today, worry about tomorrow tomorrow.

Zhang Ruosu stroked his beard and said:

"So, you want to use the karma of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to break through the predicament of the Yin-Yang Tribulation?"

Wei Yuan nodded. At this time, he could still hear the sound of the Yin-Yang Tribulation surging in his ears, and it was clearer and more obvious than before. Undoubtedly, it was because he had taken action a few days ago, piercing through Zhang Ruosu's womb mystery, allowing him to 'awaken', and using the power of karma, which caused the Yin-Yang Tribulation to lock onto him.

In other words, in his current state, the more he used his power, the more he would be drawn by the Yin-Yang Tribulation. In the end, his wisp of divine soul consciousness might be pulled back directly by the Yin-Yang Tribulation. Of course, it was also possible that the Great Tribulation would be triggered by him.

Coming to the human world in this era and erupting.

Neither choice was so wonderful.

Undoubtedly, Wei Yuan was controlling his power and could not use it as he pleased. However, even after leaving the Yin-Yang Tribulation, he would still occasionally see ripples in the void, and then he would have to use the Yin-Yang Dao to resolve and suppress them to prevent them from expanding and truly causing a disaster.

It was as if even though he had left there, he still had to do his homework.

Zhang Ruosu pondered slightly:

"But speaking of which, we have been traveling around the world during this time precisely to find the reincarnated body of Lu Chunyang. His swordsmanship is extraordinary, and his Taoism is also unfathomable. If he is reincarnated, this sword will naturally develop spirituality."

He took out a sword and held it horizontally in his hand.

It was the Lu Zu Chunyang Sword.

Wei Yuan said, "Where are the other Eight Immortals?"

Zhang Ruosu's expression dimmed slightly, and he said, "You came a little late... Yue Fei, Yue Wu Mu, has been executed, and it's not the legendary Fengbo Pavilion. Historically, he was killed in prison by the torture of pulling the ribs, which is to say, he was killed by blunt force to the ribs and sternum, which was extremely painful."

"We once made an oath not to interfere with or control the direction of the human dynasty with our own strength. This was originally to prevent practitioners from developing inner demons. After all, after experiencing the kind of high and mighty feeling of having everything under control, it is easy to really regard all living beings as slaves, and oneself as high above."

Wei Yuan said, "Then what did they go to do?"

The old Dao stroked his beard and sighed:

"We originally planned to take Yue Fei away in front of Fengbo Pavilion, but we never thought that the Song Emperor was so timid that he couldn't even wait for these few days. We didn't save him, but a young man went to rob the prison. The young man led Yue Fei out, but because he was weak, he eventually fell into it himself."

"It is a pity that we didn't save Yue Fei, and we can't let the strong man encounter danger."

"The two of them went to save people."

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Of course, such a strong man should be saved."

He looked at the Chunyang Sword in his hand, tapped the sword body with his finger, and the divine sword whistled several times. Traces of karma flowed into it. Wei Yuan said goodbye, and as the sound of the Yin-Yang waves in his ears grew louder and louder, the sword also turned into a stream of light and flew away.

Wei Yuan got up and said, "Finding Lu Chunyang is also a good way to solve these things."

However, as the sword light flew away, they saw that the sword light turned around in Lin'an City and flew into a place outside the city. Using the steps of the ends of the earth, when they went there, they saw that it was a broken temple. The Buddha statue on it was already a bit old. Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli were standing aside. A young man in prison clothes was holding a roast chicken, gulping it down, in his twenties, with black hair hanging down and eyes especially black.

The Chunyang Sword, with a clang, was inserted in front of this young man, the sword humming for a long time.

Zhang Ruosu's eyes widened.

Han Zhongli explained:

"This is that strong man. He is only twenty-eight or nine years old. He was originally a Han Chinese in the territory of the Jin Kingdom. He resisted the Jin Dynasty with all his strength, and even infiltrated the officials of the Jin Kingdom, and helped the anti-Jin warriors a lot. Hearing about Marshal Yue, he was indignant, so he resigned and came here for the sake of robbing the prison, but, but..."

He couldn't say it.

Only the young man's expectations for the Great Song had already burned to ashes.

As a Han Chinese but growing up in the territory of the Jin Kingdom, he yearned to return to his homeland, but even the famous general he had admired for a long time fell into the hands of his own people. This was an extremely painful thing for any ambitious person. The young man's expression was slightly dim and sad.

He didn't answer, sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, eating meat and drinking wine, dressed like a beggar, but behaving like a hero.

Zhang Ruosu looked at the sword in front of the young man and said, "Chunyang?!"

The young man swallowed the last piece of meat, drank the wine, and replied:

"This old Daoist must have mistaken the person. What Chunyang?"

"That's Lu Zu's title, right? How dare a junior cultivator like me call himself that?"

Zhang Ruosu looked at the Daoist in front of him, who, although dressed in rags, could not hide his demeanor, and smiled:

"Then what are you called?"

The young man picked up a tattered sword, got up and cupped his hands:

"My common surname is Wang."

"Not Chunyang."

"But Chongyang, named Yunqing, Dao name Chongyang, that is Wang Chongyang."

Zhang Ruosu muttered to himself: "Chunyang, Chongyang... Chunyang..."

Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli also showed joy and couldn't help laughing.

The reunion is for the reappearance of the past, and the reunion of the past people.

The name of Chunyang reappears in the world.

Wang Chongyang.

Zhang Ruosu and Wei Yuan looked at each other, pointed at the young man, and burst out laughing:

"We finally found you!"

The Eight Immortals are complete!