The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 7 Source of God and Source of Ghost
"No wonder I feel familiar with him. It turns out that he is practicing the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art."

The old man is a peripheral member of the ruthless lineage. He has lived for five thousand years and has a profound attainment in the art of Feng Shui.

When he was young, he started his career by digging graves. He was contaminated by too much corpse fumes and used Feng Shui techniques without any scruples. For this he was punished by heaven and it was difficult for him to make progress.

Later, he was found by a group of ruthless people, who taught him the Heaven-Devouring Magic Skill. By devouring the essence of his predecessors, he became a true saint and became the leader of a branch of the ruthless forces.

After thousands of years of practice, he is still a little short of becoming a Saint King. As the old saint's life is coming to an end, he is impatient and has set his sights on those Source Masters who have extraordinary Source Arts.

If there were rare treasures to help, he could not only break through to the level of Saint King and increase his lifespan by a thousand years, but he could also find more treasures that could prolong his lifespan.

While gathering information in the Holy City, he set up a stall on the main street in the city, stuffed some valuable objects into stones, and placed them in a pile of waste stones for people to screen, in order to find those who knew the Source Technique.

Several people had been fooled before and lost their lives, but this time they caught a big shark, Zhang Huan, and were refined into a puppet.

"You old man, you deserve to die."

I don't know how much blood this kind of person has on his hands. Killing him is a great pleasure. It's a good death.

It just happened to give Zhang Huan an important clue about the ruthless man's successor.

"If you're sleepy, give me a pillow. Hey."

This lineage of ruthless people is quite hidden, their whereabouts in Beidou are mysterious, and they almost never show their whereabouts. Even this old saint who has been recruiting for thousands of years doesn't know where they are.

Usually, the group relies on a mysterious person to contact and command the leaders of various branch groups recruited from outside.

Zhang Huan took out a dark token from the Old Saint's Sea of ​​Bitterness. On it was engraved the word "demon", which was dark and deep.

The token is an item issued by a ruthless lineage to prove identity. Its unique magic aura will definitely be recognizable at a glance for cultivators who specialize in the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art.

One day, he would follow the clues of the mysterious man and find their lair and wipe them out.

As long as there is no quasi-emperor in the ruthless lineage, Zhang Huan will forcibly deduce their whereabouts even if there are some mistakes.

He would never let go of the other Immortal Heavenly Art. This method must definitely fall into Zhang Huan's hands. It was the key for him to break free from the shackles of the magic power.

The most incredible thing about the Immortal Heaven Art, the second imperial scripture of the ruthless man, is that it can allow the practitioner to shed his old body and transform into a divine fetus.

It is rumored that the ruthless emperor used this technique to shed his demonic body, gave birth to a new divine fetus, and lived a life in reverse.

"The mysterious man will come to the branch to collect the supplies in a few months. That will be our next opportunity."

In the old saint's memory, the other party would contact him via the token once every ten years, and the next time would be several months away.

After collecting the natural treasures and holy weapons that the old saint carried with him, Zhang Huan snapped his fingers and a ball of fire appeared, burning his body.

There is still some time, so I can relax in the holy city.

Having learned many source techniques from the old saint's memory, Zhang Huan became more interested and eager to try.

He returned along the same route, speeding through the air. The monks walking below dared not say a word.

At this moment, Daoyi Holy Land had not been established yet, and Zhang Huan had no chance to obtain the Qilin Immortal Medicine. Regretfully, he entered a gambling stone shop in the holy land.

I walked up the steps, passed the crowd, along the gravel path, and through several stone gardens, meeting fewer and fewer people.

Walking deeper and deeper, Zhang Huan directly stepped into the Tianzihao Stone Garden.

There are almost no people here. They are all older people who have been here for many years and are quite knowledgeable about gambling on stones. Some of them are undecided about taking a gamble, while others come simply for appreciation.

There are not many stones placed here, but they are all strange stones, blending into the scenery and exuding the charm of Taoism. Each one may contain rare treasures with amazing value.

The corresponding price is also extremely expensive, and the threshold is too high. Even the Saint Lord of a place cannot afford it. If one gambles wrong, he will lose everything on the spot. Therefore, almost no one dares to spend a lot of money to cut the stones here.

Zhang Huan walked into a pool of water and was immediately attracted by a piece of stone.

A few old monsters glanced at the new face with curiosity, and after seeing his actions, they immediately knew that he was a fellow traveler, and came forward to exchange their experiences in studying these stones.

The pines and cypresses on the pond are lush and green, and the stones pressed down by a cluster of needle-like green leaves exude a bright vitality, as if they have the pulsation of life, and the light and dark lines on the surface of the stone skin are just like breathing.

If there is something inside this stone, its origin must be absolutely amazing. Under the watchful eye of Master Yuan, Zhang Huan cast several Yuan techniques to activate the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, hoping to get a glimpse of it.

The golden Taoist patterns were intricately linked and combined into pieces of strange visions. When they were dug into the stone, they were completely blocked by the stone skin and not a single detail could be seen. It was really hard to say whether there was anything inside.

If the legendary Master Yuan Tianshi were to come in person, he might be able to know the secret, but there has been no news about the Yuan Tianshu for tens of thousands of years.

After looking at the stone again and again, Zhang Huan still couldn't make up his mind, so he put it aside and turned to walk towards other stones.

Three days passed, and the old monsters next to him were replaced. Zhang Huan finally finished studying all the stones. He pointed to a piece of stone and asked Master Yuan to cut it immediately.

This piece of stone is simple and unadorned, like a piece of waste stone that can be found everywhere.

But with the perception of the Source Technique, there is a rigid and extremely overbearing aura inside, accompanied by the sound of the Great Dao for a long time. It can be deduced in various ways, and there are definitely treasures inside.

"It's this stone. It's one of the oldest stones in this stone garden. It has been there for many years and can be called the treasure of the garden!"

An old weirdo said excitedly that he had been looking forward to it. He had also set his sights on this piece of stone and studied it for a long time, but in the end he did not dare to cut it. He had been waiting for the right person to help him realize his dream.

"I have also studied this stone. I feel like I can capture something from it, but it's like exploring in the fog. I always come back empty-handed. It's really hard to figure it out."

Under the gaze of everyone, Master Yuan peeled off the stone skin piece by piece meticulously. The whole audience was concentrating and watching his every move.

As the saying goes, one cut can make you rich or poor, and one cut can make you rich. The gambling stone industry is naturally attractive.

"Weng~"

It seemed to have touched the heavenly sound of the great road, which was looming and emitting brilliance. The fairy light was shining everywhere, and the petals of the fallen flowers were colorful and the crystal petals fell, with a fragrant smell.

An extraordinary vision appeared, causing bursts of exclamations.

Zhang Huan shook his head, not very satisfied with the treasures he had found. He then selected a few stones that he was 30% sure of finding, and threw them at a price of over a million kilograms.

Blood-stained ancient holy weapons, mysterious ancient creatures, and 30,000-year-old medicinal kings... They were opened one by one, with all kinds of strange visions, making all the old monsters extremely envious.

There were already crowds of people outside the stone archway, all looking at the treasures unearthed from the No. 1 Stone Garden. However, Zhang Huan stopped there, as he had no idea of ​​the remaining stones and did not continue cutting.

"Sell these to the Stone Shop and exchange them for some resources."

Most of the items opened were far from being useful to Zhang Huan at his level. Zhang Huan looked down on them and kept two or three, while trading the rest directly to the stone shop here.

After walking out of the stone archway, the old monsters watched his every move closely. When they saw Zhang Huan enter another stone archway, they immediately followed him happily.

For more than ten days, Zhang Huan went to several stone workshops, arranged the site, used the source technique to see through the stones, and purchased some, most of which he gained something.

"The stone archway of Yaochi Holy Land."

Zhang Huan led the crowd, and several old monsters cleared the way for him in front.

The female disciple who was greeting guests at the door immediately ran over and bowed respectfully.

In the past few days, his deeds have spread throughout the Holy City. He has been crowned as a master of the source technique, and most likely he is a senior. Countless people want to become his disciples, and flock to him. Whenever this happens, the old monster will take action and throw these people away, like a bodyguard who works hard and never complains, to escort Zhang Huan.

"It's okay, I'll go around by myself, you don't have to follow me."

Zhang Huan waved his hand, refused her reception, and walked into the Tianzihao Stone Garden on his own.

Using the Yuanshu technique to observe each stone one by one, Zhang Huan walked around the garden for two hours and finally selected an oval stone with seven holes.

"Have you chosen it, senior? The seven orifices of this stone are full of spirituality. They absorb essence during the day and emit radiance at night. It seems to have a flying fairy wonder. It is mysterious and extraordinary. It is worth three hundred thousand kilograms of essence."

Chef Qiyuan is particular about Tao.

Every stone here has been with him for many years, and he is most familiar with their various special and unique features.

"This stone must have a cave inside, containing treasures."

Zhang Huan asked the master to cut the piece and was determined to buy it.

As the master removed the stone skin, a dazzling divine light appeared, illuminating the air, making it as clear as a crystal.

"Ship out!"

There were exclamations from the crowd watching outside the Stone Garden.

To create such a wonder, something extremely rare must have been cut out, and it must be priceless.

The light curtain was propped up, sealing off the space.

The bright light shone everywhere, and a dreamy fairy flew out in the light, disappearing in a flash, beautiful like a bubble.

When the light curtain dissipated, the cave in the divine source was empty, leaving only a few red hairs.

Seeing the red hair at a glance, Zhang Huan subconsciously took a few steps back, being extremely alert.

"Why is this happening? There should be a priceless treasure inside, but why is it nowhere to be found?"

"Hey, what is this red hair? Could it be that treasure? But it doesn't look divine. It looks like it was shed by a living creature."

There was something strange in the stone. The old monsters analyzed it one after another, but they were all puzzled. This was not in line with common sense, and the source did not correspond to the various auspicious scenes that had been materialized.

Master Kaiyuan had never seen such a situation before, and was also confused, muttering to himself.

Zhang Huan cursed in his heart when he saw this.

He knew who was responsible. It must have been the source god or source ghost from the underworld who got there first.

These two half-dead creatures specialize in stealing rare treasures from heaven and earth. Before leaving, they deliberately leave behind a few hairs, as if mocking the open source creators.

"Tsk, three hundred thousand jin of energy, I can't save that in my lifetime, and it's all gone to waste like this, what a pity, what a pity."

Some young people shook their heads and sighed, as if they felt sorry for not gaining anything this time.

There were still a lot of stones, but Zhang Huan had no intention of continuing to dig. He was discouraged by the red-haired man.

Asking the fairy beside him to take him to a secluded place, Zhang Huan asked a group of old monsters to follow.

Although these people never leave the Holy City, they are well-informed, have deep ties with all the major forces, and are not bound by any constraints. They are excellent candidates for finding out about the lineage of ruthless people.

It just so happens that they are obsessed with the art of origin and have obvious weaknesses. If we lure them a little, I guarantee they will reveal some information about this ruthless lineage.

The stone-cutting was ended in a hurry, and before everyone could come to their senses, they all left reluctantly.

"You have followed me diligently for so many days. Even if you have not made any contributions, you have worked hard. I would like to give you some source skills. I wonder what you think."

Zhang Huan spoke calmly in the face of many old monsters.

"No, no, Senior, you have already been a favor by allowing us to appreciate the stones. It has fulfilled our long-cherished wish. How can I be so shameless as to ask you for the source technique?"

"Really? If that's the case, then let's put it another way. How about an exchange?"

In Zhang Huan's eyes, the old monsters exchanged glances with each other, spoke without a single leak, and reached a tacit agreement.

"I once had a grudge against the ruthless lineage. Now that I have cultivated to perfection, I want to avenge my past grudge."

"If anyone can provide valuable information or help me find their whereabouts, I will teach them all the Origin Techniques I know."

Seeing that the groundwork had been laid, Zhang Huan got straight to the point.

"Is it enough to just provide the information, Senior?"

An old monster was moved and asked with a deep breath.

"I will take revenge myself. You don't need to worry about anything else. I just need their information. The more detailed the better."

These words reassured the old monsters, and someone immediately responded.

"One thousand eight hundred years ago, my holy land discovered traces of demonic power. The spies who infiltrated reported that there was a branch there. In the end, the leader was besieged and killed, and the entire branch was destroyed."

"Where is the main helm? Is there any news about the ruthless lineage?"

Zhang Huan's eyes were sharp. This was pretty much what he knew, so he quickly asked if there was any other news.

"Uh no."

The old monster shrank his neck in embarrassment. He explained that this lineage of ruthless people has always been mysterious. We only know that they exist, but their whereabouts are unpredictable and it is rare to get useful information from them.

But Zhang Huan was determined and added another holy weapon in exchange.

Money can make people's hearts move. After weighing the pros and cons, someone revealed a deeper clue. Now only a few high-level officials of the holy land know about it.

"Actually, we once came into contact with a Saint King who practiced the Immortal Heavenly Art."

"The other party claims to be a demon, and knows many great magical skills, which are as mysterious as the Nine Secrets. It seems that he is the descendant of a ruthless person."

"My Holy Land once fought against it, but it finally escaped."

The old monster spoke in a dull voice, as if he was reluctant to talk about the past. The other party's escape method was amazing, and even the entire Holy Land came out in full force but still failed to catch him. If this got out, it would be a huge loss of face.

"Senior, please take a look. This is what this person looks like. We have studied his information and psychological characteristics. The method to deal with his escape technique is also in this notebook."

Zhang Huan took the yellowed letter and confirmed its authenticity after taking a quick look at it.

"very good."

Afterwards, the old monsters revealed some information to him, and Zhang Huan felt more confident.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the Saint King named Demon to show up in a few months.

(End of this chapter)