Shennong Daojun.

Chapter 550 The Treasure of Penglai, Leaving the Spaceship!

"What?! All four of them completed the challenge?!"

"Either they don't appear at all, or when they do, there are four unparalleled geniuses!"

"The ultimate victor is Venerable Han. Who is he?"

"I heard he is a disciple of the Boundless True God."

"He is indeed remarkable. I knew from the very beginning of his sermon that Han Tianzun was no ordinary person."

"Miao Hua and Ren Chuan... unfortunately, they ran into Venerable Han."

After hearing the announcement from the Penglai God General, many people started discussing it.

The opportunity to inherit the legacy has come around many times, but no one has been able to complete the challenge each time.

This time, however, four people appeared!
In particular, Venerable Miao Hua and Venerable Ren Chuan almost completed both challenges.

Among them, the mortal bamboo cultivated by Miao Hua soared to the heavens by 100,000 degrees, and the spiritual soil also reached the ninth-order limit.

Ren Chuan cultivated a first-order divine soil, but Fan Zhu only reached 99999 levels, just one level short!
In the end, both of them were defeated by Venerable Han.

"I knew he was powerful, but I never imagined he was this powerful!" Venerable Zhuohua exclaimed in amazement. "He can condense a grain of divine soil while soaring to the heavens at an altitude of 100,000 li."

“Master Han is indeed terrifying.” A hint of awe flashed in Liu Qingci’s eyes.

Don't underestimate the small difference between Miao Hua and Ren Chuan; that small difference represents a huge gap.

"Han..."

Zi Zhao strode towards Zhao Xing's location, his eyes burning with fervor, eager to ask for advice.

But after taking only two steps, he found himself crashing headfirst into the mountain peak.

"Ok?"

Zi Zhao was so dizzy from the fall that he found himself out of the Water Bamboo Cave.

The details about the Water Bamboo Cave have gradually faded from memory, leaving only the clear understanding of the Daoist principles.

"I've been isolated. I can no longer remember Venerable Han's aura; his appearance is even a bit blurry now."

Venerable Zizhao was filled with disappointment. At this moment, Han Bing was only a single, vague word in his mind.

After the final winner was determined, everyone was moved away, and all of them ended up in the same situation as Venerable Zizhao.

Of course, those who already remembered, such as Xu Huai, Liu Qingci, and Zhuo Hua, were unaffected.

"Shu~"

At the same time, everyone disappeared, and the trial ground of Shuizhu Cave Heaven was suddenly empty, leaving only Zhao Xing standing there looking at a grain of sand in his palm.

"What did you understand?" The Penglai God General appeared beside Zhao Xing.

"Heaven and earth gave birth to life, and life changed heaven and earth." Zhao Xing said thoughtfully, "The development of the universe to this point has not been a single result."

The Penglai deity remained noncommittal: "Zhao Xing, you can think about the reasons slowly. After you become a god, you will have a long time to think about the relationship between heaven, earth, and all things."

Zhao Xing was startled and looked up at the Penglai Divine General: "You know my identity?"

“When you first came in, I only knew that you were the leader of the mountain at some point in the future, because I sensed the existence of the Earth Treasury Needle.” Penglai God General laughed: “As for the Three Eras Division Theory, the Dao Manifestation Universe Origin Theory, the Eight Methods of the Divided Boundary Mountain, and the Ten Directions Mountain Scripture, those were just told to me by my teacher.”

Zhao Xing was surprised. How did the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva know about him?

However, he didn't ask any more questions and quickly followed behind the Penglai God General, heading underground.

"Are you curious why we know about you? After all, we can't leave, which is equivalent to being dead in the afterlife."

“Yes.” Zhao Xing nodded: “This junior is indeed curious.”

“The Earth God Wang Yaojun is my senior master. He comes to visit our teacher occasionally,” said the Penglai God General.

Zhao Xing suddenly realized.

"At the end of the 341st era of the Desolate Region, the Cosmic Ship fell, and the Overturned Mountain Domain was formed. The gods of the Primordial Hill once thought of rescuing us." Penglai God General said calmly, "Although our ideologies differed, we are ultimately from the same root, and the rescue began quickly."

"However, we are already trapped. This history has been solidified, and it cannot be distorted, changed, or saved."

"People can't be rescued, but substances without spirits can be taken away by some means, at a relatively lower cost."

"By taking away the movable items from the Space Ark through repeated cycles, we can at least mitigate some of the losses of the Space Ark project."

"The cost will be borne jointly by my teacher, Ksitigarbha God King, and my uncle, Zhoushan God King."

Zhao Xing suddenly realized: "So, the two God-Kings only allow outsiders to enter?"

“Yes.” Penglai God General nodded: “This also involves the existence of a historical god-king, but I’m not at liberty to go into details. However, my teacher, many powerful gods and I can sense reincarnation.”

"What exactly is this 'Space Ship'?" Zhao Xing asked, puzzled.

“You can think of it as a valley of time,” said the Penglai God General leisurely. “When you came to the Ark of the Universe, you entered this valley.”

"As I see it, this is what the valley looks like:"

"Every time I live to the last day of 1200 solar years on the spaceship."

"Time stopped flowing, and when I opened my eyes the next day, I was back in the first day of the first solar year of the 341st century before the end of the wasteland."

"Time loop?" Zhao Xing imagined a scene in his mind: after the space ship fell, due to its uniqueness, the 'water' representing time would only circulate internally and would not continue to drift to the next era with the river of time.

Since the Penglai gods and the others have become one with the cosmic vessel, they cannot jump out, nor can they be retrieved; they can only be trapped in an endless cycle.

The Spaceship has formed a massive, infinitely looping time trap, so powerful that even the God-King cannot escape it.

The true spirits of Penglai God General, Ksitigarbha God King, and Zhoushan God King are powerful enough, and their understanding of the Great Dao of Time is high enough. Therefore, they are able to maintain the memories of countless reincarnations within a fixed time period (341 epochs before the Desolate Region) and a fixed point in time (the Cosmic Ship), but others cannot.

The definition of death is different for those in the divine realm.

Because they exist for a certain period of time, but outside of this fixed time and place, they are considered dead.

"Alright, stop overthinking it." The Penglai God General laughed, "Just as I said, after you become a god, you will have plenty of time to contemplate reincarnation, time, and the Great Dao of Life."

"Now, let's take a look at the heirloom I've prepared for you."

"Yes."

Inherited treasures? Zhao Xing's eyes lit up. He had worked hard for many years, and this was the moment he had been waiting for!
They quickly burrowed deep underground and arrived at the Dead Vein Isolation Zone.

However, the Penglai general continued to lead Zhao Xing downwards.

Under his protection, Zhao Xing traversed a dark, dead zone.

On the way, Zhao Xing was also speculating in his mind.

What treasure will the Penglai deity give you?
"If it's an inanimate object, such as a magic weapon, it can be stored directly in a storage ring."

"Since it's hidden underground, it must be a living thing, most likely a plant."

After all, Bowei said that the Penglai God General liked farming.

He didn't know how long he had been falling when suddenly a light appeared below. As he got closer, Zhao Xing discovered that there was a hemispherical barrier below.

Floating within the spherical barrier is a piece of divine soil, upon which grows a fiery red plant.

After landing, Zhao Xing discovered that seven fiery red bamboos were growing in this sacred soil, each bamboo only a hundred meters tall.

"This land must be worth over 100,000 world units, right? Such a large piece of divine soil, yet it only nurtures these seven bamboos? And they're so short too?" Zhao Xing was somewhat surprised.

"Zhao Xing, do you know what kind of bamboo this is?" asked the Penglai God General.

Seeing that the Penglai general intended to test him, Zhao Xing didn't hold back and immediately used his cheat code to observe through the panel.

As long as it's a living creature and its level of cultivation isn't too outrageously high, then at least its name should be visible.

But after Zhao Xing finished reading it, his eyes glazed over.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Senior, this, this is... a firecracker."

Yes, firecrackers, and they're god-tier firecrackers!
In Zhao Xing's presentation, all seven bamboo plants were cultivated from ordinary-quality "firecrackers".

He advanced all the way, breaking through limits, but he maintained the characteristics of a firecracker all the way, and forcefully piled up to the god level!
As for what level it was, Zhao Xing couldn't understand it either. It didn't even have a realm, which clearly meant there was a huge level difference between it and himself.

"Oh? You dare to guess." Penglai God General was somewhat surprised. "Although it looks like a firecracker, its level is too high and its divine power is too strong. Some people dare not guess that it is a firecracker, but you guessed it directly."

"I...I can't believe it either." Zhao Xing's expression was one of utter surprise. "Your abilities far exceed my expectations."

As life progresses, the greater the leap in development, the greater the change in appearance should be.

The most exquisite part is that these seven firecrackers of the Penglai God General still retain their original form.

This is similar to how the ancient Luo River cultivated resilient vines of imperial rank.

Even after advancing, the Resilient Vines remain Resilient Vines and do not mutate into anything else.

Mutations are very difficult to control. When Zhao Xing was learning the Tuiyuan Divine Power, he kept creating mushroom variants, and in the end, he didn't even know what kind of varieties he had created.

While there are occasionally some terrifying beings who shine brightly during the Primal Tournament, such uncontrollable factors are also highly taboo in battle.

"The greatest truths are the simplest!" Penglai God General said proudly, "The Ksitigarbha Dharma is different from the variant and derivative methods of the Original Self School. It emphasizes maintaining the original characteristics of plant life."

"Moreover, all seven of these firecrackers are mother bamboo."

"It is also my proudest masterpiece. If they stay in the divine soil, they can produce a divine firecracker every five eras."

"The essence of life will not diminish?" Zhao Xing asked in shock.

"No," the Penglai God General said smugly. "As long as the conditions of the divine land remain unchanged, it will never happen."

hiss~
Zhao Xing gasped.

The phoenix begets the peacock, the peacock begets the roc, the roc begets the eagle, and the eagle begets the chicken. The source of life's great path diminishes with each generation, often becoming worse than the last.

This also aligns with the universe's progression from the origin, source, myriad phenomena, to annihilation, because the origin of the universe is weakening, so life forms tend to evolve towards weaker levels.

This is especially evident when applied to powerful individuals.

The Penglai deity gave him seven bamboo plants, all of which were mother plants.

The mother species is already very precious because it can reproduce.

Moreover, there is no decline in the source of life, which makes it even rarer!
The inheritance of the Penglai God General is difficult, but his inheritance is absolutely worthy of such a difficult test!

"Do you know how powerful the seven divine firecrackers are?" the Penglai God General asked smugly.

"I don't know."

"Take a guess."

"Could it kill a mid-stage Divine General?" Zhao Xing deliberately lowered his estimate.

"Hahaha, who do you think you are?" Penglai God General laughed loudly. "Even if the offspring explode, within 30,000 world units, if Zizai God General does not have a high-level Great Dao artifact, even if he is a late-stage God General, he cannot withstand it. I am referring to all professions, including Qi Sect martial artists."

"If it's the mother body? Even a peak-level Divine General couldn't withstand it within 30,000 World Yuan units, unless there's a top-grade Great Dao artifact!"

"What?! It's that strong?!" Zhao Xing exclaimed in shock.

“Of course!” said the Penglai God General. “You have cultivated the Original Self School, so you should know that plant life is inherently difficult to cultivate, and the effort and growth time it takes exceed those of all other races. Therefore, in terms of life energy level, it also surpasses all other races.”

"Yan Ao is tough enough, right? But if it were inside the 30,000 boundary units of the mother body's explosion, it would surely die!"

"Through countless reincarnations, I have blown up myself many times, and I have also killed gods of different professions; this has all been verified..."

Watching the eloquent Penglai general, Zhao Xing didn't know what to say.

I can only complain about Bowei in my heart.

Is this what you call loving peace?
Elder, do you want to listen to what he's saying right now?

"You're really amazing," Zhao Xing could only respectfully agree.

It must be said that the Penglai God is truly amazing. To be able to cultivate such a divine plant is something that no ordinary god of agriculture could do.

"Elder, how effective are firecrackers against a True God of No Tribulation?" Zhao Xing suddenly remembered this question. "True God of No Tribulation, I don't know about that," Penglai God General pondered. "I've never used firecrackers against a True God of No Tribulation at the God General level."

"However, in my estimation, even if the mother body is mobilized, it is possible for any true god who is not at the level of a boundless true god to be blown up."

"You can try it later."

Upon hearing what the Penglai God General said, Zhao Xing's gaze towards the seven bamboo stalks changed.

"But you must remember, once the mother bamboo is used up, it's gone and difficult to reproduce."

"Moreover, we must maintain the same geographical environment as we have now, but we are not picky about the timing."

"First, memorize the [Earthly Vein Map] of this soil. After you've memorized it, we'll go to the next location."

The Penglai deity did not allow Zhao Xing to collect it immediately, but instead taught him how to arrange the soil first.

The spells of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are mostly related to formations.

What Zhao Xing is currently studying should, strictly speaking, be called the "Ksitigarbha Divine Vein Map - Firecracker Edition".

By transforming the divine soil into veins and distributing them according to the map, one can cultivate divine-level firecrackers and maintain their rank, ensuring their long-term survival.

Of course, there are many tricks involved, such as the different characteristics of divine soil, which involves some theories of the "Ten Divine Soils" and the "Theory of the Divine Veins of the Primordial Era".

About twenty years later, Zhao Xing had already mastered the art.

"You can't take it yet. Let's see the second batch of treasures I've left for you first."

"Yes."

Zhao Xing soon followed the Penglai deity to a cave with a black and white bamboo forest.

The Penglai deity pushed open the gate of the mansion, inside which were many small towers, their divine power shimmering so brightly it almost blinded Zhao Xing.

"This is... the Divine Power Tower?" Zhao Xing was stunned again.

Before him were tens of thousands of small towers, most of which were divine weapon-level towers, but there were also more than a thousand divine general-level towers.

"Well, I've used a lot of them. I'm too lazy to categorize the rest. You can count them yourself," the Penglai God General said indifferently.

"Yes." Zhao Xing excitedly went in to count the items.

The Penglai deity strolled to the waters outside the cave.

"Moo~" A walrus appeared in the water. It surfaced and looked at the Penglai God General with some reluctance.

"Lord God, are you leaving?" The walrus affectionately nuzzled the hand of the Penglai God General.

“Yes, Yingrui.” Penglai God stroked the walrus. “Don’t be sad. The person I entrusted to you has great potential. I can’t escape this cycle, but you have hope of escaping this cage with his help in the future.”

The walrus shook its tail sadly.

……

Independent space-time, Shenji City.

On the small hill made of clocks, the hands on the throne of the standing clock suddenly jumped, and the people on the throne and the space around them gained a sense of time.

The Boundless True God raised his head, looking at his hands with a sense of speechlessness.

At this time, a tuft of red hair grew on his right hand, about eight thousand of them, and it was still spreading, seemingly showing an increasing trend.

The Boundless True God opened and closed his eyes, and quickly learned the cause and effect.

"Zhao Xing has completed the test of Penglai, and now more than 8,000 gods are inquiring about the name Han Bing."

"But they're just fluff, not really a strong cause and effect."

The Boundless True God nodded slightly and blew a breath onto his arm.

All the downy fibers immediately fell off.

In countless times and spaces, all the gods who sought information felt as if a cold wind had swept through their minds.

"Boundless Divine Venerable".

"They are from Shenji City."

"The Boundless True God intervened and cleared away the cause and effect."

“Noble and boundless true god, I have no intention of spying on you, please forgive me.”

"..."

Many thoughts and voices flashed through my mind. Some of these were those who knew of the Boundless True God, which is why they interacted. Many scattered gods, unaware of the Boundless True God, understood that this was a taboo and should not be inquired about further.

Many red downy hairs fell off, but the longest one was a white downy hair, which was relatively thick and already half a meter long.

"Hmm?" The Boundless True God immediately became alert.

White represents good causes and good results.

But this is precisely the part he is most wary of.

Evil causes lead to evil consequences, but the immeasurable true gods are not afraid; it is nothing more than a battle.

Good causes lead to good results, which means that God is bestowing favors upon Zhao Xing, and this is actually more difficult to handle.

The Boundless True God held this long white hair, reflecting its image within.

"So that's how it is. Penglai's last words were just to save a divine-level sea beast?"

The Boundless True God was relieved.

The dying words of the Penglai God General were a great constraint on Zhao Xing, because the Boundless True God sensed that Zhao Xing had received a great benefit. He didn't know the specifics, but he knew the magnitude of it!

Following the last words, he found the last words of the Penglai God General, and learned that the Penglai God General only asked Zhao Xing to save the pet beast he raised in the future, so it was just a small matter.

"Let Zhao Xing handle it himself." The Boundless True God severed the thread but did not destroy it. He simply placed it in his palm to observe whether there would be any further developments.

“Zhao Xing, its name is Ying Rui.” Outside the cave, by the water, the Penglai deity looked at Zhao Xing. “It has been with me for a long time, and I treat it like family.”

"I can't jump out of the spaceship. It's my only regret. I hope you can rescue it in the future."

"Senior, I swear on my Dao heart that I will definitely come to rescue it in the future." Zhao Xing solemnly swore.

“Alright, then I have no regrets.” The Penglai God General nodded. “The third inheritance is my divine essence.”

"Now, we go to pay our respects to my teacher. Only by paying our respects to my teacher can you receive the complete inheritance without any cost."

It was only then that Zhao Xing realized that the inheritance of the Penglai Divine General was completely lost once it was handed over.

Even on the Cosmic Ship of the 341st Era of the Desolate Region, he no longer existed.

Among the secret techniques of the Ksitigarbha School, there is a move called "Guicang Shenyuan," which is a sacrificial type of magic.

One can transform everything about oneself into the pure essence of God.

After the Gui Cang Divine Essence is used, the Minister of Agriculture ceases to exist; perhaps it transforms into a mountain, a sea, or a handful of soil.

At the end of his life, Ksitigarbha will return to the cycle of the universe's origin in this way.

"I am at the peak of the Divine General level. After you devour my divine essence, even if you don't inherit it all, you will at least reach the mid-stage of the Divine General level. Let's go and see my teacher."

Zhao Xing did not move.

"What, you don't want to?"

“Senior, I cultivate three schools simultaneously, so it is impossible for me to inherit your divine essence now.”

“It’s alright, you can keep it for now and absorb it whenever you want,” said the Penglai God General. “You can simply use the Guizang Method to guide it, and it can be temporarily kept in the polar continent.”

“Senior, I don’t understand.” Zhao Xing shook his head and said, “Why don’t you want to continue living? Perhaps there is hope in the future…”

"Haha, I've had enough of living, is that reason enough?" The Penglai God General laughed loudly.

"Go, child, don't overthink it. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, this is the way of the Dizang School's agricultural succession."

"As the leader of the mountain, you should understand this."

Zhao Xing remained silent for a while, but eventually followed him to see the Ksitigarbha God King.

The Penglai deity was trapped in an endless cycle, day after day, year after year, always following fixed historical events. It was no exaggeration to say that he had lived long enough.

Furthermore, the failure of the Cosmic Ark Project left Penglai God with a sense of guilt, so he chose to return his legacy to the Ancient Hill in this way.

"Perhaps this is also a kind of relief for the Penglai God General."

On the majestic Yuangu Mountain, there is a temple.

The entire mountain was enveloped by layers of spatial and temporal barriers, making it impossible to see its full appearance.

Not long after Zhao Xing followed the Penglai deity into hiding, he appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Then another stone ox appeared and carried them up the mountain.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the stone ox was not a living creature at all, but merely a divine manifestation of the 'Ksitigarbha Divine Ox' ritual.

The same spell was completely different in the hands of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Zhao Xing clearly felt the fluctuation of life, but it could not be considered life.

"Da da da~"

The stone carried the two people up the steps and soon they arrived at the temple.

The temple is a small, simple temple with green tiles and red walls.

With a small bridge over a flowing stream and lush shade under the trees, Zhao Xing and Peng Lai followed two covered walkways into a square courtyard.

On the stone steps in front of the courtyard gate sat an old man wearing a straw hat. He rolled up his trousers, leaned on a hoe with both hands, and looked down in thought, as if he were asleep.

Gods have a thousand faces and a thousand forms, and what Zhao Xing is seeing now is the image constructed from the legend of Ksitigarbha God King.

"Master, I have arrived." The Penglai God General respectfully knelt before the old man. "This disciple has already chosen a candidate."

"Greetings, Grandmaster." Zhao Xing knelt down.

The old man raised his head, a smile playing on his lips: "Penglai, congratulations, he's quite good."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, teacher."

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"Without a teacher, I'm off!"

As the space-time around him rippled slightly, Zhao Xing looked up again and found that the Penglai God General had disappeared, leaving only a pale yellow ball of light.

This was the first time Zhao Xing had ever seen the ancient tradition of the Ksitigarbha Division. In the Primordial Hill of the Desolate Era, there were no longer any Ksitigarbha Division members who knew this kind of secret method of inheritance.

As the divine treasure of the Penglai general returned to its origin, the earth and space seemed to shake.

However, this shaking quickly stopped with the sound of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Zhao Xing, don't waste his life."

"Junior, remember this."

"Go."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva bowed his head again, and everything around him seemed to freeze again.

The next moment, Zhao Xing appeared on Mount Penglai.

At this moment, a divine essence appeared in his polar continent, and a divine land appeared in his inner world, with seven bamboos and tens of thousands of divine power towers.

"Om~"

The rubbing of the Xuanling History Book trembled, but this time it wasn't a hint or warning; instead, it began to crumble inch by inch.

At the same time, Zhao Xing heard a deep, resonant voice in his mind.

"Yan Ao, his power in the history book rubbings has been exhausted! Quick, pull him out!"

(End of this chapter)