fifth form

Chapter 3516 Guiding the Way (Wishing all my friends a safe and peaceful Lunar New Year's Eve)
"Dong Zhongshu mentioned that Houtu controlled a vast amount of power and once governed many secret places in the human world. If we can find these secret places in Fengdu, Luofu, and Taozhi, they may be abandoned places after they were destroyed in the past, just like the secret place of the Lord of Mount Tai!"

Zhang Xuezhou mentioned that Emperor Jing and Shi Wudao were moving quickly and may have inspected the three locations of the Reincarnation Stone.

This speed is equivalent to searching one site every ten days on average, which is quite close to his guess.

But when compared to luck, calculations seem worthless.

Traveling only 2,300 li from Chang'an City, Zhang Xuezhou spotted flying zombies heading towards Fengdu Mountain at night. This chance encounter left Zhang Xuezhou speechless.

After some back and forth, he learned that Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing had first searched for Luofu Mountain and Taozhi Mountain, but the two had not found the secret places of these two mountains. After going back and forth, they began to search for Fengdu Mountain, and also met Zhang Xuezhou and others on the way.

Zhang Xuezhou and Emperor Jing engaged in some rambling conversation, revealing a great deal of information. This information stirred something in the new emperor, who felt that some of it coincided with what Dong Zhongshu had said.

Dong Zhongshu's speculations based on the theory of the unity of heaven and man are unreliable. However, if there is some supporting evidence, that is another matter. Even if we don't take it seriously, the new emperor cannot ignore it.

"Dongfang Shuo, can you help us search for it? This place of the Reincarnation Stone is too hard to find!"

Did you give me the wrong seat?

The sound coming from the flying zombie's mouth was somewhat strange, a mixture of two different sounds.

The new emperor couldn't quite believe that the flying zombie in front of him was the former leader of the Corpse Master School. He also no longer felt the same envy he had for Zhang Xuezhou, who was treading the balance between life and death.

Ultimately, every technique comes at a price. There has never been a perfect technique in this world. No matter how powerful or weak a technique is, there will always be some unexpected problems.

You guys are so lame!

Zhang Xuezhou, aboard the Imperial Shuttle, grumbled and then turned to look at the new emperor.

"Could you point me in the right direction?"

Zhang Xuezhou turned his head and asked in a low voice, but the new emperor's face showed no words.

The new emperor searched for many years in Shanglin Garden before finally finding a secret place. If the secret place could appear with a simple gesture, the new emperor wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble.

"Fly over into those dark mountains!"

He was used to Zhang Xuezhou's requests, and when he was speechless, he could only point in the direction Zhang Xuezhou pointed.

"Then let's fly that way!"

Zhang Xuezhou wholeheartedly agreed and turned to search. The new emperor couldn't help but mutter to himself, while occasionally glancing at the flying zombies that accompanied the Imperial Shuttle.

The new emperor knew about flying zombies and was aware that these zombies, with their copper skin and iron bones, were skilled at flying and were a nightmare for many cultivators. Even though he was wary of being ambushed in the middle of the night, he was confident that he could kill these sinister creatures in a direct confrontation. Therefore, he was not afraid of causing the flying zombies to become enraged by giving them the wrong directions.

"This kind of place is too easy to find. Look over there, there are still little devils!"

When Zhang Xuezhou started grumbling, the new emperor felt as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit tonight.

"That's impossible. We flew around Luofu Mountain and Taozhi Mountain all night long, and we never saw the secret place. You found it just by looking around?"

Zhang Xuezhou's conversation with the new emperor wasn't exactly a secret; Shi Wudao and the others could tell that the new emperor was just pointing randomly.

But the fact that such a casual direction actually led them to the outside of the secret place made Shi Wudao and the others feel that things were going too smoothly.

With a kick, the little devil who was trying to breathe in the Yellow Springs flew away, and Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing muttered to themselves as they disappeared into the pitch-black darkness.

"It is said that in the past, there was a cultivator in the secret realm of Fengdu Mountain who called himself the Great Emperor of Fengdu. I never expected that he would be in such a desolate place!"

Zhang Xuezhou commanded the Imperial Shuttle to descend, and the new emperor jumped down.

After scanning his surroundings, the new emperor couldn't help but sigh.

“Of course, this place is too desolate!” Zhang Xuezhou nodded in agreement, then reached behind his head and touched the back of his head, and the bright light brought by the Heart Sutra immediately illuminated the surroundings.

Several decaying coffin lids came into view, along with some desolate and unattended grave mounds.

The presence of graves outside the secret realm indicates that no cultivators have resided there for a very long time.

Perhaps nourished by the aura of the secret place, the corpse in the coffin was transformed into a zombie ghost that wanders around here, and occasionally patrols in front of the grave mound.

The bright light illuminated the surroundings, and also revealed the hidden underworld in the shadows.

When Zhang Xuezhou's gaze swept across the area, he couldn't help but gasp slightly.

He was also a knowledgeable person. He had once walked along the Yellow Springs in Fengxize. The presence of 'Bai' made the Yellow Springs in Fengxize like a lake, and in front of them was a Yellow Springs River.

The river was completely still, without a ripple, but it was several meters wide and stretched into the distance.

The size of the Yellow Springs is not closely related to the size of the secret realm, but the number of cultivators who have died here may be quite large, and the level of these cultivators may be relatively high.

"Bah!"

Hearing shouts and sounds of fighting, Zhang Xuezhou took a step forward.

As soon as he landed, he felt the withered vines beneath his feet climbing rapidly, as if trying to pierce his body and suck his blood and flesh.

"It's a pity my cousin didn't come, otherwise I would have burned you all to the ground!"

Zhang Xuezhou, having attained sainthood in his physical body, wouldn't care about these vampire-like vines. However, it was true that too many vines would make it difficult for him to move. After all, just because he was not afraid of being beaten after attaining sainthood in his physical body didn't mean he was not afraid of being pulled and entangled. If he were bound and locked by some special chains, Zhang Xuezhou really wouldn't be able to break free.

He stomped his feet several times until a sharp clang of a sword sounded behind him. The vines wrapped around him were suddenly severed as if their limbs had been cut off, and they could no longer pull him even an inch.

"Which bastard planted the Ghost Yin Vine in this secret place? This old vine is everywhere in the secret place, and it's probably hundreds or even thousands of years old!"

From afar, Shi Wudao, having spotted the vines, shouted.

"As long as it carries even a trace of human life, this thing will keep pestering us endlessly. Only by cutting off its roots will it calm down. You tyrant are incompetent; quickly bring that little swordsman over to help!"

"The little swordsman?"

The new emperor found it hard to retort to Shi Wudao's greeting, but the name Shi Wudao mentioned made his eyelids twitch. He even began to wonder why Zhang Xuezhou had been so vague in his narration and had insisted that he come over to check.

"They're over there!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and pointed again, and the light of his mental energy shone from behind his head like the rising moon, illuminating an area within a hundred feet.

The sight of Fei Jiang, weak and bound while wielding his sword, came into view, and the new emperor also clearly saw the main root of the Ghost Yin Vine, which was as thick as a bowl.

He took a breath and quickly located the position using the light from Zhang Xuezhou.

As he shouted, his right hand wielded a long sword that shot out.

With a piercing whistle, the longsword unleashed a crimson wave as it slashed down, causing Shi Wudao to let out a sharp, high-pitched cry.

"I asked you for help, not for you to kill us! Ah~ I'm dying! I'm going to die again!"

"You have no knowledge at all!"

Shi Wudao screamed in panic, while Emperor Jing remained calm.

Shi Wudao had limited knowledge of the Zongheng Sword Technique, but Emperor Jing was very familiar with it. This was a sword technique that Emperor Jing had once wanted to master but was unable to, and only a handful of people today could see the complete version.

He touched the limp Crimson Sky Sword in his hand, glanced at Zhang Xuezhou whose head was glowing, and then looked at the unfamiliar face next to Zhang Xuezhou, feeling that there was a vague sense of familiarity in this face.