The Primordial Law

Chapter 270 The Secret of Rice Cultivation
Qingyun Auto Service is located in the outer district of Xicheng.

Under the cover of night, in the vast, garden-like parking lot, hundreds of carriages of all sizes were arranged in a centipede-like formation. Under the lights, one could hear the movements and cries from the stables and the exotic beast lake, as well as the busy voices of the coachmen, craftsmen, and stable boys.

Unlike the inner city, which is constantly covered by protective formations, the outer city is vast, diverse, and has a frequent flow of people.

This is one of the reasons why Wang Zhi dared to come back!

At this moment, Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin, the owner of Qingyun Car Dealership, were sitting in a room on the second floor of the west shed. They didn't look like an adopted son and adoptive father, but rather like equals.

Wang Zhi looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old; he was the boy who drove the carriage for Yang Qingxi that day.

Wang Zhi, dressed in a magical night-clothes, had a deep and mysterious look in his eyes: "Li Weiyi is too cunning! I clearly heard the report that he went down Peach and Plum Mountain, but he disappeared very quickly and there was no trace of him at all."

Wang Shouxin said, "Although he's crippled, he's still a hidden figure from the Nine Li Hidden Sect, and who knows how much power he wields behind the scenes. We must not act rashly before the Fourth Divine Son arrives."

Wang Zhi smiled slightly: "He is the person that Venerable Nan specifically requested. If we can capture him, it will be a great achievement."

"What exactly is the situation in the underground of Fuzhou?" Wang Shouxin asked.

"Only those above the level of elders know about this matter. I only heard Venerable Nan and Elder Qiu say one sentence when they were talking: 'A great thing is about to be accomplished!'"

Then, Wang Zhi's eyes turned cold again: "The biggest problem now is that the imperial court and the various rebel armies have actually united temporarily because of the demon race, and have stopped fighting among themselves."

Wang Shouxin's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong.

All sounds outside the door vanished in an instant, leaving an eerie silence.

"May I ask who this esteemed person is who has graced us with their presence?"

Wang Shouxin suddenly raised his eyelids, his pupils flashing with cold light, and his internal energy surged like a river as he struck the tightly closed door in front of him with a palm.

With his cultivation level, he could shatter even a city gate made of steel with a single palm strike, let alone a wooden door.

Strange things are happening.

This domineering palm strike was neutralized by an invisible force. Ripples appeared in the air around the wooden door in front of them.

"Wow!"

Shi Jiuzhai's imposing figure appeared out of thin air, standing in the room and standing in front of the door, laughing: "Continue speaking, this Dharma King would like to hear more. Tonight's unexpected gains are truly considerable."

"Shi Jiuzhai!"

Wang Shouxin was utterly shocked, recognizing this fierce and barbaric bandit who was infamous throughout the entire southern region.

As he uttered those three words, he exhaled a breath of magical energy. Within the energy was a flying sword, about two feet long, inscribed with a hundred-character scripture.

Driven by magical energy, the flying sword emitted a dazzling light.

Dense, intricate scripture texts appeared on the sword.

"boom!"

The flying sword stopped a foot in front of Shi Jiuzhai, its tip rippled, unable to advance any further.

"Oh!"

Wang Zhi crashed through the wall and leaped onto the street west of Qingyun Caravan.

Shi Jiuzhai glanced at the hole in the wall, spread his right hand, and gently pressed it against the ground from a distance. Instantly, the entire Qingyun Caravan, including the surrounding streets, was shrouded in a thick white fog.

This is the "external manifestation of the Dao mind," which can reach within a radius of three miles, transforming into his independent world.

Of course, the further out you go, the weaker your control becomes.

"Oh!"

As soon as Wang Zhi landed on the ground and looked up, all the scenery around him disappeared, leaving only endless white mist.

"Shi Jiuzhai is truly amazing."

Zutian trembled, and ripples of space appeared below his navel.

From the center of the spatial ripples, a golden whip of the first-grade hundred-character weapon level flew out. The golden whip, like a golden dragon, wrapped around his body and was several feet long.

More than a hundred profound scriptures enveloped his entire body.

"Da da!"

Footsteps sounded, and Li Weiyi emerged from the mist: "Truly, appearances can be deceiving! Who would have thought that a young man mingling in a car dealership would actually be a Dao Seed Realm cultivator?"

Wang Zhi only looks like he's fifteen or sixteen years old, while the appearance of a martial arts master is often extremely deceptive.

Wang Zhi grabbed the golden whip, his eyes filled with disbelief: "It's you! Weren't you already crippled?"

Li Weiyi said calmly, "The ancestral field is just destroyed! With my cultivation at the Sixth Sea level, I believe I should have no problem defeating you. I have made great progress in the past six months."

Wang Zhi sneered: "You probably underestimate the combat power of martial artists at the Dao Seed Realm."

“Being able to cultivate an ancestral field means you are naturally not weak; you are far superior to those with inferior roots and Dao seeds at the same realm. As for Qingxi, I miss her very much. Where is she?” Li Weiyi asked.

Wang Zhi frowned deeply; even he wasn't sure about the true relationship between Li Weiyi and Yang Qingxi.

Li Weiyi said, "Then let me ask you another question. What about Qi Xiao?"

"Shh!"

Wang Zhi's expression changed, and the magical energy on his arm surged like a dragon. Instantly, the golden whip transformed into a golden lightning bolt and flew out at an extremely fast speed.

A piercing tearing sound filled the air.

Li Wei calmly dealt with the opponent's mental power, raising one hand forward, and instantly, countless handprints appeared. Behind him, a five-zhang-tall divine shadow of battle intent rose up.

One of the Twelve Scattered Techniques, Lingbao Jie Na.

The golden whip was incredibly powerful, tearing through a white mist area hundreds of meters long, and creating a half-meter-deep crater in the ground.

A single whip can carve a river on flat ground!
But Li Weiyi firmly grasped this powerful artifact with the character "Hundred" in its name. Ignoring the astonishment on Wang Zhi's face, he circulated the magical energy in all 120 of his golden meridians, exerted force in his wrist, and unleashed a domineering pulling force.

"How can it be……"

Wang Zhi hadn't expected that a martial artist at the Fifth Sea Realm could surpass him in strength. He quickly suppressed his shock and stopped fighting Li Weiyi, instead charging towards her.

His entire body exuded magical energy, and his fingers spun in the void to form a palm. Instantly, the white mist within a ten-foot radius began to twist and turn, and a small sun appeared in his palm, with astonishing light and heat.

He struck out with a palm!
The opponent's palm strike felt like a mountain crashing down on them.

Li Weiyi took a deep breath, and ten battle intents simultaneously appeared behind him. He launched a flying kick, and the jade cauldron light and shadow appeared, colliding with the palm print that Wang Zhi had struck.

"puff!"

Wang Zhi coughed up blood and flew backwards, spinning as he did so.

That's insane! How can there be ten battle intents?

The moment he landed, Wang Zhi sprang up, ignoring the golden whip that Li Weiyi had taken from him, and turned to flee.

After a while.

Wang Zhi stood stiffly, backing away step by step, with six phoenix-winged moth queens in front of him.

The seventh Phoenix-Winged Moth Queen stood on his left shoulder, its membranous wings, sharper than any magical weapon or battle sword, pressed against his neck. The membranous wings tore through his skin, and blood flowed continuously.

"A piece of calligraphy with a hundred characters is worth tens of thousands of Yongquan coins."

Li Weiyi put the golden whip in his hand into his bag. He was very pleased with the speed at which he was making money.

However, the most valuable things for martial artists at the Dao Seed Realm are magical artifacts and weapons.

Li Weiyi looked at Wang Zhi, who was being restrained by the Phoenix-Winged Moth Queen: "Who is the Southern Venerable? What big plan are you plotting?"

Wang Zhi gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fervor, and laughed at Li Weiyi without uttering a word.

"They should be from the Twin Rice Cult. It is said that the cult has five Venerables, who are in charge of the affairs of the four borders of the east, west, south and north, as well as Lingxiao City. There are also twenty-eight elders who are in charge of the twenty-eight states of the world."

"Among heretical sects, the Twin Rice Cult is the absolute leader."

Shi Jiuzhai took the unconscious Wang Shouxin in his hands and walked out of the fog.

As the Dharma King of the Earth Wolf King Army, he was also considered a half-evil practitioner, and naturally had a deep understanding of evil ways.

When Wang Zhi realized that his identity had been exposed, he angrily said, "Shi Jiuzhai, since you know that we are members of the Divine Cult, you should have a sense of awe. Your Earth Wolf King Army cannot afford to offend us."

Shi Jiuzhai ignored him and transmitted his voice to Li Weiyi: "I wanted to tell you before we made our move that most of these hidden pawns have a death fire inside them. Now we're in big trouble. The followers of the Twin Rice Cult are much more insane than the Sui Sect's hidden pawns. They are not afraid of death or torture at all. It will be as difficult as climbing to heaven to get anything out of them."

"If they see no hope of survival, they will release the death fire within their bodies."

"You mean we've alerted them?" Li Weiyi asked.

Shi Jiuzhai said, "Since we've already done it, let's take this opportunity to set a trap and catch a big fish."

"I'll be the bait!"

Li Weiyi was worried that Shi Jiuzhai might have another accident, but he was different; he had more than one protector behind him... Thinking of this, a figure appeared in his mind and laughed, "Even if they have the Death Spirit Fire planted in their bodies, it doesn't necessarily mean we won't get anything out of them."

"Shh!"

Li Weiyi moved swiftly and struck Wang Zhi unconscious with a single palm strike.

……

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Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin, who had fainted, lay by the lake in Qin Garden.

Zen Sea Observer, dressed in red and wearing a veil, is the true form.

Her figure was as beautiful as a painting, and her temperament was noble and mysterious. Her ten snow-white jade fingers hung above the two of them, releasing countless threads of spiritual light that drilled into their brains.

Li Weiyi had long witnessed Zen Sea Mist's soul-searching techniques; even if the opponent had a death spirit fire planted in their body, he could still find some fragments of memories.

Now, Zen Sea Observation Mist's cultivation is far superior to before, so he is naturally more confident in soul-searching.

Shi Jiuzhai was somewhat dazed, gazing at the distant Zen Sea Mist. He was confident that he could remain calm and composed even when facing the Heavenly King Shi Na'er. However, after this woman appeared before him, he was terrified, his soul seemed to leave his body, and he couldn't calm his mind at all.

It's not because the other party's cultivation aura is particularly strong...

It's like an innate fear!

He asked telepathically, "Who is this powerful being?"

"Her? You'd better keep everything about her to yourself and not mention it to anyone, or you'll get into serious trouble," Li Weiyi said.

Shi Jiuzhai didn't think Li Weiyi was joking and nodded cautiously.

"Chichi!"

"Clap!"

……

Once the souls are taken, the death flames within the two individuals will be passively activated.

It's already burning.

After a few breaths, they turned into two charred remains.

The wisps of light dissipated, and Zen Master Guanwu stood silently by the lake for a long time. His beautiful, wise, and unfathomable eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

Li Weiyi walked over and asked, "Miss Chanwu, what's wrong?"

Shi Jiuzhai hesitated for a moment and did not go over, feeling quite wary of the Zen Sea Mist.

Zen Sea Observer looked at Li Weiyi, her red lips slightly parted beneath her veil: "I haven't obtained all the memories! As far as I know, it's already astonishing... In just a thousand years, the rice people of Lingxiao Realm have grown to this extent. I must go to the underground of Fuzhou."

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(The origin and legends of the rice man are told in Chapter 56, "Ren Dao" (仁稻).)
(End of this chapter)