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Chapter 510 Chen Jie: Please, Master Sanfeng, make a move!

Divine blood!

Chen Jie's eyes lit up as he saw the three floating drops of blood. However, what puzzled Chen Jie was that this was clearly a dragon's cave, so how could there be human things here?

Look at that table and chair, they're clearly human-made. Could it be that humans used to live on the seabed?

As Chen Jie pondered, a ridiculous thought popped into his mind: Could this be the legendary immortal's cave?
And that dragon was just a guardian beast used by the gods to watch over the mountain?
Chen Jie's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts. At this moment, Chen Jie looked at the immortal blood in front of him and thought, "Alright, forget about everything else and just collect this immortal blood first."

Outside, there was also the Siamese royal preceptor, Basong, and the dragon that could return at any moment. If Basong or the dragon blocked this cave, the consequences would be extremely exciting. Having figured this out, Chen Jie swam directly to the table.

It wasn't until he reached the table that Chen Jie discovered there was another stone door behind it. The stone door was ajar, with a crack in the middle, but the power emanating from that crack alone was enough to terrify Chen Jie.

It was a powerful force that Chen Jie had never encountered before, which instinctively terrified him, or rather, it was a terrifying suppression brought about by biological instinct.

It was as if a deity from ancient times lay inside this door.

At this moment, Chen Jie dared not look at the situation behind the door any longer. He could only suppress the fear in his heart and reach out to the three drops of divine blood on the table.

This is what Chen Jie wanted to obtain this time. As for whether there are gods or monsters behind the door, it doesn't matter to Chen Jie, nor does it affect the purpose of his trip. As long as they are beings he can't afford to offend, that's enough.

Chen Jie gave a direct definition: behind this door lies a great terror that cannot be provoked, but can be spied upon. Although Chen Jie is a very curious person, he knows how to restrain himself. Since we cannot spy on it, then we just won't spy on it, right?
Having figured this out, Chen Jie focused on the three drops of blood floating on the table. These three drops of blood were quite peculiar, remaining together without dispersing. If you looked closely, you could even see wisps of golden light scattering from the center of the blood.

Seeing this, Chen Jie was even more puzzled by the power of the blood before him. After looking at it for a long time, Chen Jie did not find any danger.

At this moment, Chen Jie reached out and touched the blood in front of him.

hum!
The moment my hand touched the blood in front of me, I suddenly felt a buzzing sound before my eyes, and my whole body was plunged into a state of chaos.

The next moment, a vast ocean suddenly appeared in front of Chen Jie, and in the ocean there was a small country. The country was very small, and almost all the people living there were fishermen. Among the many fishermen was a boy who was different from others.

This boy was unwilling to be just a fisherman from a young age. He always asked the people around him, "Why do people live? Is it just to be a fisherman who catches fish forever?"
Is the dream of living simply to become a fisherman?

Was it just to be a fisherman?

Because of his unusual appearance, people around him gave him the nickname "Ah-Dai" (meaning "Dumb").

It means that this person is silly and dull, doesn't fish properly, and always asks irrelevant questions. But this silly person met a person who could walk on the sea during a storm.

Ah-Dai was dumbfounded, so he asked the person in his signature way, "What is the purpose of life?"
Upon hearing Ah Dai's words, the man smiled and said, "People live naturally to cultivate themselves and become immortals!"

"Cultivating Taoism to become an immortal?"

Ah-Dai suddenly saw a glimmer of hope in the storm, so on the second day when the weather cleared up, he actually set off alone in his small fishing boat to seek immortality.

I don't know how much time has passed, how many mountains and rivers I've crossed, or what hardships I've endured.

Ah-Dai cultivated extraordinary abilities, even becoming a terrestrial immortal, but he was once again lost, unsure of what path to take next.

Just when he was feeling most lost, he met a village child who was barefoot, fishing on the island.

He went down to the child and asked, "Child, what do you think immortals pursue?"

After listening to this, the child thought for a long time and said, "Immortals certainly don't have to worry about food or drink, and worldly riches and honors are certainly meaningless to them. Immortality seems to be something that immortals already possess. If they lack nothing, then they might as well pursue the Dao."

"That's what storytellers always say: immortals pursue the Great Dao, although no one knows what the Great Dao is."

Upon hearing this, Ah-Dai understood. He sat cross-legged on the sea, where on one side there was a storm and thunder, and on the other side there was a gentle breeze and sunshine.

Wind, frost, rain, and dew—the changes of heaven and earth—what is the Dao?
Ah-Dai sat there blankly on the sea, his eyes seemingly piercing through countless times and spaces, finally looking at Chen Jie with those bewildered eyes.

hum!
Chen Jie's spirit seemed to have been struck by the heavens and earth, and he was completely stunned on the spot, dumbfounded, utterly overwhelmed by the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, he was dumbfounded.

He was held in place, his eyes filled with confusion.

Road!
What is the Tao?
Chen Jie was trapped by this question, trapped in his own sea of ​​consciousness. This is the most terrifying aspect of the Immortal Blood. If one does not have an understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, then one may easily get lost in this universe. This is the terrifying aspect of the Immortal Blood.

If Chen Jie cannot answer this question, or if his understanding of the Dao does not reach that level, Chen Jie may very well be trapped and die in his sea of ​​consciousness, and he will perish in this dragon cave.

And don't forget that the Siamese royal advisor is still outside, and the dragon is rushing back. If Chen Jie had woken up a little later, he might have died here.

Chen Jie was completely dumbfounded, staring at the world in front of him.

Looking into Ah Dai's eyes, which seemed to project through time and space, Chen Jie was completely bewildered and exclaimed!

He doesn't know anything about Tao, but if you can't answer Ah Dai's question, he won't be able to break free from this illusion. So he has to tell you what this Tao is.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie could only save himself.

What is the Tao?

Chen Jie's mind raced, and he then said, "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao."

Ah-Dai was still confused, and there was even a hint of mockery in his eyes. You think you can fool me with this?

Having no other option, Chen Jie continued to ponder, finally saying, "The way of Heaven is to take from those who have more and give to those who have less..."

Ah Dai remained unresponsive.

At this point, Chen Jie could only say everything he could think of.

"The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things. All things carry Yin and embrace Yang, and achieve harmony through the interaction of these two forces."

Ah Dai didn't react.

"Humans follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heavens follow the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."

no response.

"The greatest truths are the simplest, yet their variations are endless."

"There is something undifferentiated and complete, which existed before heaven and earth..."

No response, no response, still no response. Ah-Dai's eyes saw through everything, as if these wise sayings of the ancients could not deceive him at all, nor could they shake him in the slightest.

Chen Jie was at his wits' end; this was definitely the biggest predicament in history.

Because in the past, there was a specific enemy in Chen Jie's difficulties, and all that was needed was to defeat him.

But in this situation, Chen Jie had no enemies, only eyes that yearned for the Great Dao. If he couldn't articulate a Dao that satisfied him, he would be trapped here forever.

Great!
If you knew that, you should have let that Siamese national teacher come into contact with this divine blood first. Chen Jie didn't believe that his understanding of the Dao was as high as his own. If he were trapped in this Dao, he could have taken the opportunity to mess with him. Wouldn't that have been a good deal?
Unlike now, I'm trapped here. If the Siamese royal advisor breaks free from the dragon's entanglement and attacks me instead, how am I supposed to cope?

After figuring out the whole story, Chen Jie was filled with deep regret.

However, even though Chen Jie thought this way, he didn't dare to gamble. Or rather, if he had another chance like this, he would definitely try to get in touch with the immortal blood first.

There was no other way; Chen Jie dared not gamble. The power of this divine blood was too great, and if the Siamese royal master were to get his hands on it first...

Chen Jie dared not gamble that the Siamese royal master would also be trapped in this illusion. If the Siamese royal master was not trapped, he would be in danger, or rather, he would have no chance at all and his fate would be destined to fail.

If God gave him another chance, even knowing it was an illusionary trap, Chen Jie would still be the first to engage with it, because he had no other choice.

Having figured all this out, Chen Jie sighed. For now, all he could do was leave it to fate.

Road!
Asking yourself what the Tao is is truly a life-or-death question. You're not a Taoist priest. If it were someone else, like those from Wudang, you might have a glimmer of hope. But if it were the Wudang master Zhang Sanfeng...

and many more!

Thinking of Zhang Sanfeng, Chen Jie instantly came to his senses. He remembered something: he seemed to have a piece of calligraphy by the immortal Zhang Sanfeng!

That's right. On his wedding day, Master Zhang Sanfeng gave him a piece of calligraphy, which was his understanding of the Dao.

If there is one person in the world who has the deepest understanding of the Dao, then without a doubt, it must be that terrestrial immortal, the True Man Zhang Sanfeng.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie directly used his mind to investigate and was pleasantly surprised to find that he could actually contact his storage ring. At this moment, Chen Jie immediately searched and found the calligraphy and painting that Master Zhang Sanfeng had given him.

At this moment, Chen Jie took out the calligraphy directly.

In the illusion, a pair of puzzled eyes looked at Chen Jie and noticed that he had taken out a painting, but they were puzzled.

At this moment, Chen Jie held the calligraphy and painting in his hand, and then thought to himself, "Master Sanfeng, I'm counting on you!"

Thinking it over, Chen Jie unfolded the calligraphy and painting, and the next moment a huge character "Dao" appeared directly on the calligraphy and painting.

hum!
The next moment, the calligraphy and painting suddenly trembled, and then began to blur. The black ink and white space on the calligraphy and painting began to spin wildly, forming a vortex shape.

As the vortex accelerated, it eventually returned to reality, and in the next moment, the black and white suddenly materialized into a person in black and white.

This man had an air of otherworldly grace, a kind face, and a whisk in his hand; he looked like a true immortal who had attained enlightenment.

Who else could it be but the Venerable Zhang Sanfeng?

Then, the immortal Zhang Sanfeng appeared, and the pair of puzzled eyes in the air looked at him. The two locked eyes.

Then, the pair of puzzled eyes in the sky suddenly spoke, "What is the Dao!"

Upon hearing this, Master Sanfeng fell into deep thought, and then said, "The beginningless is the Dao."

The questioning eyes in the air narrowed slightly, and then asked again, "What is the Dao!" At this moment, a powerful force descended directly upon the black and white figure of Master Sanfeng. Master Sanfeng seemed to have been greatly attacked by this question, and his entire black and white body began to disintegrate.

broken!

Seeing this, Chen Jie was greatly alarmed. He realized that he, the True Man Sanfeng, was not able to withstand the pressure!

This is bad news!

Chen Jie was secretly anxious, but there was nothing he could do. After all, this was just a piece of calligraphy by Master Sanfeng. Although it might retain a trace of Master Sanfeng's Daoist charm, it was not Master Sanfeng himself.

If it were the real Zhang Sanfeng, those doubtful eyes certainly wouldn't have caused him such great harm.

Thinking this, Chen Jie was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he was completely powerless to change the situation and could only leave it to fate.

Or perhaps, the level of this divine blood is too high, and Chen Jie is not yet capable of obtaining it.

As Chen Jie pondered, the black and white figure of the True Man Sanfeng became increasingly illusory.

Ten thousand miles away, atop Wudang Mountain, amidst the clouds and mist.

Atop a giant rock sat a Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly grace. The priest had his eyes closed, his mind merging with heaven and earth, his spirit roaming the world.

Just then, the Taoist priest suddenly frowned slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze then turned towards the South Seas, and he murmured softly, "What is the Way?"

"Hehe, interesting. I didn't expect there to be such a thing in this world. Since you ask me what the Dao is, then I will show you my Dao."

As he spoke, the old Taoist waved his right sleeve, and the clouds on the left immediately gathered. Then, he waved his left sleeve, grasping the sun and the heavens, and sunlight spread for miles, converging in his hand.

Then the old Taoist priest spoke: "From the Wuji comes the Taiji. The Taiji moves and generates Yang, when the movement reaches its extreme it becomes still, when the stillness generates Yin, when the stillness reaches its extreme it moves again. Movement and stillness are mutually rooted; Yin and Yang are divided, and the two polarities are established."

As the old Taoist priest narrated, a huge Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him in the next moment.

The next moment, the old Taoist waved his hand, and the Tai Chi diagram flew directly into the clouds, heading straight for the South Seas, and disappeared in a short while.

"This is the way of the old man!"

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng closed his eyes and stopped speaking, continuing to contemplate the universe.

At this moment, deep in the ocean depths of the Qianlongyuan Triangle in the South China Sea, within a huge cave, in Chen Jie's imagination, he saw the old Taoist priest in black and white about to dissipate.

Chen Jie's mood sank to the bottom. Could it be that even Master Zhang's Dao was not worthy of this mysterious fool's attention?

Thinking this, the black and white old Taoist's gaze, which was about to dissipate, suddenly became focused, as if piercing through time and seeing through life and death. The next moment, he stared directly into those bewildered eyes.

Those eyes, which were usually filled with awe, were also greatly shocked by this glance. At this moment, the old Taoist priest in black and white suddenly spoke up: "This is the way of the old Taoist!"

Suddenly, countless colors appeared on his hand. These colors went from their peak to their waning, then from their waning to their peak again. The cycle of rise and fall eventually led to a huge Tai Chi symbol in his hand.

The Tai Chi symbol spun in his hands, and the next moment he gently pushed it towards Ah-Dai.

Ah-Dai looked at the Tai Chi diagram, reached out and caught it, and then his face showed an unprecedented shock.

"This, this is something you comprehended! Such talent is rare even in the Immortal Realm. You are truly a genius, a prodigy!"

Ah-Dai spoke with incredibly bright eyes, as if he was deeply shocked by everything before him, and murmured to himself.

A moment later, Ah-Dai's expression suddenly turned dejected, and he could only bitterly murmur, "What a pity, what a pity~"

Then, with a sudden bang, Ah-Dai vanished from the world like a mirage.

The next moment, Chen Jie's expression suddenly cleared, the illusion shattered, and Chen Jie instantly became awake. He opened his eyes and looked in front of him, only to find that he was still on the mountain cave.

The three drops of blood still floated in the air, but the gold color in the blood had disappeared, leaving only three drops of blood red.

Has the restriction on the bloodline been broken?

Chen Jie muttered something and reached out to grab the blood in the air, but just then he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Damn it, don't touch my divine blood!"

A loud shout rang out, and although the person was in the water, Chen Jie didn't know how the other person had managed to make him hear it clearly.

The next moment, Chen Jie felt a terrifying current of water rushing towards him.

Chen Jie knew that someone must have attacked him. He waved his hand and grabbed the three drops of divine blood in the air. The three drops of blood were surprisingly cool to the touch, and the next moment they disappeared into Chen Jie's arm.

Chen Jie clearly felt the three drops of blood enter his body.

At that moment, the terrifying torrent of water rushed directly towards Chen Jie.

Chen Jie was shocked and immediately unleashed the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Capture.

Ouch...

As Chen Jie unleashed his palm technique, a golden dragon roared through the water and charged toward the direction that attacked him. The next moment, a loud bang resounded.

An unparalleled force exploded, and a terrifying shockwave swept across the entire cave. Chen Jie felt an unparalleled force acting on him.

Boom, Popo~
Chen Jie was blasted away and crashed heavily into the cave wall.

The cave walls trembled violently from the immense force, and stones rained down, creating countless ripples in the water.

Poof, Bobo~
Chen Jie felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with countless bubbles. The water in the cave was stained red in the next moment.

Turning his head, Chen Jie saw the crazed Siamese royal preceptor, Basong.

Basong went mad at this moment, falling into a state of rage. His attack, fueled by hatred, had a very good effect on Chen Jie, who was powerless against it, and directly made Chen Jie vomit blood.

At this moment, Chen Jie grunted and spat out two bubbles.

At that moment, Basong, enraged, used a secret underwater telepathic technique to say, "Hand over the immortal blood, you little thief, or I'll kill you here!"

Upon hearing Basong's words, Chen Jie said with a mocking expression, "If you're so capable, come and rob me. You can't just scare people."

Upon hearing this, Basong was furious. Suddenly, his entire body trembled with energy, and the next moment, a terrifying martial arts phantom appeared behind him.

It was a terrifying, enormous snake with nine heads, each with a human face on top, making it indescribably horrifying.

Seeing this catastrophic scene, Chen Jie frowned slightly. The nine-headed serpent was not the Yamata no Orochi from Japan, but the nine-headed Xiangliu from the Classic of Mountains and Seas!
This is a terrifying being that is countless times more powerful than the Yamata no Orochi of Japan.

Of course, some people say that the Yamata no Orochi of Japan is actually the nine-headed Xiangliu of China, who lost one of his heads in a battle with the fire god Zhurong, and became the invincible Yamata no Orochi in Japan.

Of course, Chen Jie didn't think that the monsters in the Chinese Classic of Mountains and Seas had anything to do with the Yamata no Orochi from the Kingdom of Ooze.

However, it must be admitted that this is definitely a terrifying existence in the mythology.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie felt that he shouldn't fight him head-on. With his current strength, he was probably no match for this enraged second-stage Siamese national master.

Thinking this, Chen Jie glanced again at the stone door behind the table, which had a crack in it. He only glanced at it before looking away, because he could sense that there was something terrifying at that doorway, and it was definitely not something he should be approaching right now.

Perhaps if I were to reach the level of a terrestrial immortal, I might still be qualified to explore the world beyond that door.

Thinking it over, Chen Jie looked around to confirm the location of the cave entrance, but he couldn't make his intentions too obvious, otherwise the Grand Preceptor would definitely not let him leave.

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and suddenly summoned his Spring God clone.

The God of Spring is enraged!
The next moment, a huge statue appeared behind him. The shepherd boy was riding a blue ox and holding a willow whip. It was the God of Spring.

Upon seeing Chen Jie conjure up his own martial arts illusion, Basong's gaze sharpened as he said, "Heh, you still want to fight me? You little thief, you don't know your own death. Then let me teach you how to survive in front of the strong."

"Hand over the blood of the immortals."

Basong roared, and the entire cave began to shake. The next moment, he threw a punch at Chen Jie, and the huge Xiangliu phantom behind him suddenly attacked Chen Jie.

The nine snake heads suddenly lunged at Chen Jie.

In reality, Basong unleashed nine punches in an instant, striking Chen Jie with overwhelming force, clearly showing that he genuinely wanted Chen Jie dead.

Chen Jie saw this scene and his eyes were filled with solemnity. The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and a golden dragon appeared to be coiling behind him.

The next moment, Chen Jie suddenly unleashed a palm strike, the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Capture [The Dragon Regrets!]

Chen Jie unleashed the strongest move of the Eighteen Dragon-Capturing Palms, "The Dragon Regrets," and then used this powerful force to suddenly adjust his angle, seemingly dodging Basong's attack.

In fact, Chen Jie was adjusting his position in preparation for escape.

Seeing Chen Jie try to dodge, Basong said with a mocking expression, "How could I let you escape!"

The next moment, he turned his Nine-Headed Divine Fist around and blasted it towards Chen Jie, which then collided directly with Chen Jie's Regretful Dragon.

With a loud bang, the water exploded, and a huge shockwave swept through the entire cave. Chen Jie used this huge shockwave to rush out of the cave and prepare to run away.

Basong's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw this!
You little thief, you dare to play me for a fool!

(End of this chapter)