Born with immortal seed

Chapter 602 First Encounter with the Holy Lord of Propagation of Dharma
The sword light traveled eastward, encountering several large armies arrayed in formation.

Banners were unfurled, and crimson clouds stretched endlessly, like a red ribbon hanging on the horizon, exuding a fierce and majestic aura.

Each group consisted of a thousand people, all heading towards the Jishui camp. They moved swiftly, carrying a pass jointly issued by the Daode Sect and several other super sects, traversing the blessed land of spiritual veins.

"They're pulling out all their hidden trump cards; it seems the decisive battle is drawing ever closer..."

Bai Zichen flew over their heads and secretly counted that there were more than ten battle formations.

Moreover, they were all accompanied by spiritual treasures, forming a unified whole with a powerful aura.

Battle formations have been passed down from the Middle Ages to the present day, specifically designed for killing demons, and have various ways to restrain the demon race.

As long as they set up their formation, they can easily suppress a low-grade fourth-order demon. If their attributes are mutually advantageous, they can even fight against a mid-grade fourth-order demon.

The Central Region has enjoyed peace for tens of thousands of years, with no large-scale wars. However, this does not mean that we have forgotten the hardships and struggles our ancestors endured. Today's sacred lands were all won piece by piece from the hands of the demon race.

Those Nascent Soul sects might still have a way out, but the vast majority of Nascent Soul sects and other demon clans that invaded suffered extremely tragic ends.

After the Daode Sect raised the requirements of the conscription order and explained the severity of the situation, they half-passively and half-go with the flow increased the strength of their reinforcements.

As you enter the Great Zhou Dynasty and approach the three upper routes, you can feel the abundance of spiritual veins and the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

A great river meanders through the area, benefiting almost the entire region and nurturing countless acres of fertile land.

The steep mountain peaks are all terraced, with orchards and medicinal herb fields scattered throughout, a masterpiece of nature.

"The Daode Sect cultivators have been altering the river course and reshaping the sacred mountain over tens of thousands of years, generation after generation. Countless cultivators skilled in water management and regulating the earth's energy have devoted themselves to this endeavor, creating the magnificent scenery we see today. The output of this entire region is equivalent to that of the Great Li Kingdom. If the cultivation world could develop in this way, it would not be a problem to support a hundred times more cultivators."

Bai Zichen was deeply moved; this truly exemplifies the power of human will to overcome nature and change the world.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles, two sword lights intersected in the distance, blocking their path.

The force attached to it is not strong; even if you force your way through, it will only feel like a gentle breeze. But since you are on someone else's turf, you still have to give them some face.

This was clearly a warning signal from the Daode Sect cultivators, because the speed difference was too great, so they could only release the maximum lead time.

The sword light stopped, and soon three cultivators arrived from different directions, exchanging glances with each other.

"The Heavenly Punishment Peak Enforcer greets the senior. This place is now the core area of ​​our sect. It is strictly forbidden to travel at a speed exceeding 50,000 li per hour... This is a regulation issued by the Ancestor of the Dharma Propagation. It must be obeyed as long as the altitude is reduced by 10,000 zhang."

The cultivator who spoke had noble features and an extraordinary demeanor. One could tell from his speed that he was a powerful Nascent Soul True Monarch. It was rare to see such a speed of sword flight, yet he did not stammer or show any stage fright, and his movements were graceful and free.

This is the confidence of a disciple of the Moral Sect. Even when facing the Great True Lord, as long as one can stand firm, one is not afraid.

"There are such rules..."

Bai Zichen paused, considering many possibilities, such as the Moral Sect monitoring True Monarchs above a certain strength level in real time and intercepting them to confirm their identities.

When Tianfa Peak discovered his identity, they specially sent someone to invite him.

No one expected it was because the escape speed exceeded the limit, far exceeding the maximum flight speed.

No wonder Fairy Haitang said that the Moral Sect has many rules and regulations. With the sect in charge of the world, everyone in the cultivation world has to wear an extra layer of shackles.

"Senior may travel east. Once you leave the Upper Three Roads, this rule no longer applies."

The noble-looking cultivator was not one to stubbornly persist in his actions, especially when facing a Great True Monarch-level figure. He couldn't simply be inflexible.

All of them were in the late stage of Core Formation, and were true disciples of Heavenly Punishment Peak. Together, they could hold their own against a Nascent Soul True Monarch for a couple of moves.

However, this does not include the Great True Lord whose aura is as deep as an abyss and whose depths are unfathomable.

If he encountered someone with an eccentric temperament who disregarded the consequences, he would raise his hand and kill the three of them before desperately fleeing.

Under the watchful eye of the Holy Emperor who spreads the Dharma, the chances of escape are slim; they will almost certainly be captured and brought to justice.

But the three had already died in battle, and even if the elders of the sect helped them avenge their deaths, their lost lives could never be brought back.

"My purpose in making this trip is to visit the Holy Lord of Propagation of Dharma at Heavenly Punishment Peak."

Bai Zichen said calmly, which startled all three of them.

Since the successful propagation of the Dharma and the transformation of the divine, visitors have flocked to the foot of Heavenly Punishment Peak, regardless of whether they had any prior relationship with the deity, all wanting to come and present a visiting card.

Clinging to personal connections is secondary; most people simply want to share in the good fortune and catch a glimpse of this divine being, a being who has performed miracles in the world.

But the Holy Lord of Dharma is a figure of immense stature, not someone that ordinary people can meet. To date, only two or three people have been allowed to have an audience with him.

Therefore, in recent years, few people have dared to overestimate their abilities and visit him.

"Senior is the Sword Master of Time?"

The person next to him had a dignified appearance and an air of righteousness, exuding an imposing presence without being angry.

The fact that she asked him at this moment clearly shows that she recognized his appearance.

"If no one else is called that, then it must be."

Bai Zichen did not deny it, but he knew he would have to reveal his identity once he got to Tianfa Peak.

He hadn't expected that he would be recognized even among Core Formation cultivators; he had thought he was only famous among Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Please take the exclusive cloud path, senior. There is an imperial edict from Heavenly Punishment Peak. The Ancestor of the Dharma is waiting for your arrival; otherwise, he would have already set off for the Dead Sea of ​​Qingqiu."

The handsome Core Formation cultivator had clearly seen the relevant records within the sect. He bowed respectfully and then took out a magical artifact resembling a bell.

Touching the jade pestle and striking it upwards, a pure white cloud, as white as snow, spread out from the sky, stretching straight out to the Heavenly Punishment Peak, which was countless miles away.

"Interesting, I'm off."

Bai Zichen carefully comprehended the Cloud Dao, which contained the fragile essence of clouds, ensuring that it would not be blown away by strong winds or interrupted by torrential rain.

Walking on it, you can clearly feel the wind resistance on both sides being pushed aside by the cloud path, and you might be able to fly even faster.

A sword mark was left on the cloud path, which did not disappear for a long time until the sound of a loud explosion was heard.

"Junior Brother Hong, the Cloud Path is meant for when we encounter important figures. It would take three to five years to redo it. Is such a grand display really necessary?"

The dignified cultivator voiced his objection, pointing out that Yun Dao, as an enforcer, had activated a welcoming ceremony by striking a magical artifact when encountering the most distinguished guest. Once used, there would be subsequent evaluations to determine whether the use was appropriate.

"Senior Brother Zhu, you've been in seclusion for too long this time, and haven't had time to thoroughly investigate the changes that have occurred in the outside world over the past thirty years... I can only tell you that the senior you just met is a strong contender for the title of the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world, and has single-handedly surpassed the demon-slaying record of all sword cultivator sects in the world."

The junior brother surnamed Hong was unimpressed and proceeded to introduce several of his achievements one by one.

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With the cloud path guiding him, there were no more doubts. He simply followed the flight path and soon Bai Zichen saw the Heavenly Punishment Peak, which he had long admired.

The Moral Sect's external regulations, including the extermination of demons and monsters, are all carried out by the cultivators of Heavenly Punishment Peak.

For a period of time, Heavenly Punishment Peak was almost equivalent to the Moral Sect, and outsiders were unaware of the other four peaks.

Compared to its fame, Heavenly Punishment Peak is not particularly tall or dangerous; it is just ordinary.

But before even setting foot there, one could see the spiritual energy at the summit gathering into a sea, with tides rising and falling, like a small boat sailing through the deep sea.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, I've been looking for you for ages... I never expected to meet you here again after all these years."

Yu Ziliang, leading a True Lord from Heavenly Punishment Peak, was already waiting at the end of the cloud path.

At the same time the cloud path was activated, they received a notification and learned the identity of the visitor.

In order to find Bai Zichen's whereabouts, Yu Ziliang personally went to the Northern Region, then went to the Taiping Sect based on intelligence, and finally arrived at the Earth Mother Cave.

After making three empty trips to the location without managing to catch the person, they unexpectedly showed up at my door.

"It's been many years since we last met, and Fellow Daoist Yu is even more charming than before."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two knew in their hearts that important business was at hand and they couldn't keep the Holy Lord of Propagation waiting there, so they went ahead and led the way up to Heavenly Punishment Peak.

Walking along the rugged path, lightning flashed and thunder roared on both sides, illuminating half of the darkness with flickering light.

When he reached the top of Heavenly Punishment Peak, Bai Zichen felt a sense of loss, because it was all so ordinary.

Of course, the concentration of spiritual energy was definitely not ordinary. He felt a tingling sensation all over his body and almost wanted to groan.

He waved his hands in the air twice, his fingers were wet, not from moisture, but from spiritual energy condensing into droplets.

"A fifth-tier spiritual land!"

Bai Zichen greedily inhaled deeply, for this was essential for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.

The Moral Sect has a fifth-tier spiritual land on each of its three upper paths, making it unique among all the Nascent Soul sects.

Many people speculate that there are also fifth-order spiritual lands within the mysterious Nine Luminaries Grotto-Heaven.

Otherwise, how could it have attracted the interest of the Moral Sect for tens of thousands of years, even causing the Yangxing Peak to abandon the Real World and have all its disciples focus on the Nine Luminaries Grotto-Heaven?

"Disciple Yu Ziliang pays respects to the Venerable Master Hongfa."

A cultivator sat cross-legged in the center, with bolts of lightning striking down from above, forming a lightning net around him, creating a powerful spectacle.

The man held a precious banner in his hands, occasionally scooping up a clump of soil and smearing it on the magical artifact.

The soil is inexhaustible; no matter how many times it is applied, new soil can still be dug out from the void.

With each application, the power of the Taixu Divine Banner increases, causing the dormant Tongtian Lingbao to shed its seal layer by layer.

It is the legendary Northern Heavenly Divine Mud, which can accelerate refining and awaken the artifact spirit.

Another elderly man, with his back bent over, was working. He didn't seem to have any cultivation level, but he still managed to complete all the work steadily.

The last person was the middle-aged man driving the car; his temples were gray, and he was hunched over.

"Bai Zichen, a junior scholar, pays respects to the Holy Lord who spreads the Dharma."

Bai Zichen kept his eyes straight ahead, lest he accidentally break a taboo and offend a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The feeling he got from the Holy Lord of the Dharma was completely different from that of the Buddha of the Wheel of Dharma. The latter was a kind-looking monk who gave the impression of an ordinary person without any spiritual cultivation, and it was easy to talk to him.

The former is a vast and boundless river, a dazzling incandescent light like the sun. One glance at it is enough to make one afraid to look too long, lest one's mind be overwhelmed and one go blind, causing immense psychological pressure.

"Go and fetch a drop of the Nine Luminaries Mystic Pearl."

The middle-aged man jumped down from the carriage, spoke to Yu Ziliang, and then sat down silently to open a book.

"You must be Bai Zichen. The last time I saw such an outstanding young man... well, I've only ever seen him in ancient books."

The old man on the ox-back threw down his farm tools, put on a straw hat, rolled up his trousers, and walked barefoot out of the field, each step causing the Heavenly Punishment Peak to tremble.

(End of this chapter)