A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 659 Three-Leaf Sword Grass
Stepping onto the stone steps, the world suddenly transforms.

Everything that I see and perceive has changed; everything that I feel and observe is no longer the same.

Looking at the magnificent mountains that appeared ahead, surrounded by countless different landscapes of "law" and "way," Yu was completely stunned. Subconsciously, he looked back, hoping to see the path he had just stepped into, and also longing to see the great human city within his field of vision.

However, behind them was a verdant forest, with lush and green divine trees standing tall. Strands of Jia wood and Yi wood energy rose in the air, condensing into a diagram of wood virtue and yin and yang, blending with the terrain of the land where a dragon lies hidden in the abyss, almost leaping out of the realm of humankind.

After a long while, Yu, having regained his senses, mobilized the divine power within his body, making the spiritual fire in the small furnace he was holding burn even brighter. He used strands of special yang flames to melt and refine the laws of heaven and earth of this place, constantly peeling away, dismantling, and analyzing them.

About fifteen minutes later, Yu said to himself with a somewhat helpless expression, "The laws of heaven and earth are roughly the same as those of the universe and the starry sky. It should not be far from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but there are some broken immortal laws within it, and there are also wisps of extremely thin longevity essence and immortal matter in the depths of the void."

"Our current strength has not declined significantly, nor have we sensed anything particularly ominous. However, there is a terrifying unknown pressure that has created a blockade, severely restricting all actions involving the outward release of energy."

Yu raised his right hand, sending up wisps of true solar fire, attempting to construct a small star. However, just before it was truly formed, it was restricted by something unknown, whose source was completely imperceptible and whose form of existence was almost imperceptible.

All outward energy that exceeds a certain "limit" seems to be firmly sealed by countless tiny shackles, and no matter what method is used, it cannot be overcome.

Yu felt uneasy. "In this region, my already low combat strength has been almost completely sealed down to the level of an ordinary third-generation emperor. Where have I been sent?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yu slowly walked towards the towering mountains ahead.

He hadn't forgotten that this was the place he arrived at after stepping onto the stone steps of Funiu Mountain.

In other words, this is a place of opportunity and destiny, a place where one's future path and destiny are strongly correlated with the "Tao" and "Dharma" one is destined to follow, a place of opportunity and destiny that is perfectly suited to one's own destiny.

In that case, we just need to keep moving forward.

Laozi sent him to this place for no reason.

After a few breaths, Yu suddenly stopped.

He sensed the faint information flowing from the Heavenly Secrets Dharma that had been operating at a low speed in his mind, and an incredulous look appeared in his eyes. He immediately looked down and stared at the small, bright green grass that was now swaying beside the big foot, with three blades like swords, almost instinctively slashing at the trouser leg.

Yu stretched out his somewhat rough fingers and pinched the leaves of the small blade of grass that couldn't harm him at all, muttering to himself, "This is a sword technique, and a rather profound one at that, and it was performed by a clover? A sword grass? A three-leaf sword grass?"

"So, it was during the late Immortal Ancient Era that a certain great evil being used it to annihilate several foreign Immortal Kings in a single battle with the 'Grass Character Sword Technique'?"

Yu squatted down and stroked it with his hand. It had already lost all resistance and seemed to be just an ordinary little grass called "Three-Leaf Sword Grass".

"But this feeling is not right. I clearly have reached the pinnacle of human cultivation, yet it hasn't even scratched my skin. The Ten Fierce Treasures Technique shouldn't be this weak, right?" "Although the 'Sun Immortal Body' I am currently cultivating is also a body tempering method at the Immortal King level, and I have already formally entered the beginner stage, possessing the immortal body strength of a normal True Immortal."

"It is highly likely that it is a descendant of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass whose bloodline has been revived, and the sword technique it uses is a weakened version of the Grass Sword Technique, or an extremely incomplete version."

After pondering for a moment, Yu built a thatched hut next to the "Three-Leaf Sword Grass," squatted down beside it, observed its cultivation and growth, and its daily practice of wielding its leaves to hone its sword, and thoroughly comprehended the subtle natural Daoist essence it had evolved.

Centuries later, as Youyu sat cross-legged beside this little blade of grass, a series of insights arose in his heart, and he understood.

What emerged was not a sword move, nor a sword principle, nor the way of the sword, but rather the "principle of medicine" and "origin of plants" gathered on this "three-leaf sword grass".

With a gentle wave of his hand, wisps of blazing solar fire gathered from mid-air, shaping them into "herbal plants" that resembled "three-leaf sword grass" yet were completely different, using different "Dao" and "Dharma". These plants took root in the void and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.

Yu stretched out his rough fingers and gently broke off a tender leaf from a herbaceous plant.

"Crack."

With a soft sound, a genuine medicinal fragrance wafted from the cracks in the leaves, and the crisp and enticing medicinal power continued to overflow. The "fresh" sap dripped onto the ground, arousing a slight, instinctive desire in the "Three-Leaf Sword Grass," causing it to extend its roots in this direction to absorb nutrients.

"Clap."

However, as soon as it touched a few "tender" leaves, the roots of the "three-leaf sword grass" suddenly retracted, showing a look of disgust, as if it had been deceived.

Yu paused for a moment, then put the "leaf" in his hand into his mouth and silently refined it for several breaths.

He suddenly understood. "Turning the true fire of the sun into a real medicine is no longer a big problem, but there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"The aura and form revealed it to be a great medicine of the Quasi-Emperor level with a medicinal age of 100,000 years, but the refining effect was completely unsatisfactory. It was only equivalent to a Saint Medicine of the Immortal Level 6 with a medicinal age of 100,000 years. Although in terms of efficacy, it was roughly the same as that used by any being other than the Quasi-Emperor level."

"However, according to the standards set by the many Immortal Kings of the Spirit Realm, my Creation Technique can already be called a True Immortal Technique, at least it has stepped into the threshold of a True Immortal Technique."

More importantly, Yu began to understand what kind of fortune and opportunity he needed in this place, as well as the direction of the "Tao" and "Dharma" for his future progress.

After a moment of silence, the burly man, standing at 2.2 meters tall, reached out and dug at the "Three-Leaf Sword Grass," bringing up a large clump of soil. He stuffed it into his small stove to keep it warm, then looked into the distance, gazing at the layered mountains that seemed to lead to even higher peaks.

"The 'Tao' and 'Dharma' that I will prove in the future were originally called 'Agriculture'."

(End of this chapter)