The Primordial Law

Chapter 391 Outside the Six Thoughts Zen Temple

"Young Master, this is no joke! A slight mistake could cost you your life in Lingxiao City."

Li Weiyi's expression was serious as he continued, "A great figure must have arrived from the Demon Kingdom! That's why even the Third Palace Master, who has been renowned throughout the world for thousands of years, is wary of him."

Tang Wanzhou sat cross-legged on the jade boat, at the bow position that Zen Sea Mist used to occupy, more than ten feet off the ground: "Since you knew it was dangerous, why did you still make this choice?"

Li Weiyi didn't know how to answer. After a long silence, she finally said, "People can't always make the right choices. Sometimes, you have to make choices that you like. Otherwise, you will gradually come to hate life and miss out on countless joys and the wonders that life itself has to offer."

Tang Wanzhou glanced at him.

Reflecting on the meaning of life, like enlightenment and spiritual practice, accompanies martial arts practitioners throughout their lives, serving as the essence of their spirit and direction.

She said, "Your analysis is correct. Someone extraordinary must have arrived in the Demon Kingdom, and they might be at the Six Thoughts Zen Temple."

"These powerful foreign forces cannot occupy the Lingxiao Realm, and their armies cannot cross the Netherworld of the Dead. Even if they were to occupy it, they would support local forces as puppets to do so."

"They are more like plunderers, coveting only three things."

"First, the Taoist arts, scriptures, elixir formulas, formation diagrams, and other inheritances of Lingxiao Palace and the major sects."

"You should know that a thousand years ago, when the Lingxiao Realm occupied three hundred states, most of the forces that are now worth tens of millions were worth hundreds of millions back then. Their ancestors had produced martial arts emperors, and their power was far stronger than it is now. They wouldn't be much weaker than the Holy Dark Family."

"Their legacy is very attractive to any power."

"Secondly, there are the resource treasures of the major sects, including various magical artifacts, pills, millennium-old elixirs, blood crystals, immortal soil, spiritual soil, and so on. It also includes valuable living things such as powerful servants planted with death spirit fire, young geniuses, beauties with pure immortal bodies, strange insects, and exotic beasts."

"Third, the supreme magical artifact."

"The power unleashed by supreme magical artifacts under certain circumstances can even rival that of a martial arts emperor. Each one is priceless. Outside, only countless races possess such forbidden artifacts."

"If Yu Yaozi wields a supreme magical artifact, and with the help of the formation of the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain and her own formidable cultivation, what kind of combat power can she unleash?"

"These supreme magical artifacts from the Lingxiao Realm have definitely caught the eye of some powerful figures from overseas!"

A strong sense of helplessness arose in Li Weiyi's heart: "If the human race in the Lingxiao Realm can unite as one, the supreme magic artifact alone is enough to make those with ulterior motives fearful and dare not act rashly."

Tang Wanzhou said, "This was exactly the situation in Lingxiao Realm over the past thousand years. Everyone was united and worked hard to recover the two hundred and seventy-two states. Back then, who dared to be presumptuous? But all of this was shattered!"

Li Weiyi swallowed a Starry Night Pill and secretly refined it. Then he squatted down and looked at the corpse that emitted four-colored immortal light from its flesh and blood.

He stored this powerful deceased spirit in his Blood Mud Space.

He was killed by Tang Wanzhou with a single palm strike, his soul scattered and his spirit dispersed.

Its robes, made of high-grade, durable material, were unfortunately severely damaged and decayed in many places. Its rotting body revealed golden bones, with a texture and color resembling gold.

Tang Wanzhou said, "It comes from a skeletal mansion in the southern Netherworld. It should be a giant of the Longevity Realm from one of the 272 states a thousand years ago. After his death, he was invaded by the strange power of the Netherworld and turned into a corpse and a spirit."

"Past consciousness has been annihilated."

"The new consciousness that was born within the body has cultivated to the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm."

Li Weiyi pointed to his ancestral field and discovered that the ancestral field had long since dried up and the inner world had collapsed.

Tang Wanzhou asked, "What are you looking for? The Dao Fruit, or the Golden Elixir of Immortality?"

“Since it was a giant in the Longevity Realm in its lifetime, it should have had a Golden Core in its body. Even if it didn’t have a Golden Core, as a commander of the deceased spirits at the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm, it should have had a Dao Fruit, right?” Li Weiyi said.

Tang Wanzhou said, "These deceased spirits have all sorts of strange cultivation methods, and they may not even cultivate their ancestral fields. Even if they cultivated a longevity elixir in their lifetime, it would have been taken away long ago, or absorbed by new consciousnesses."

Li Weiyi stared at the corpses on the ground, pondering to himself.

Zen Sea Mist once said that once his blood energy was strong enough to access soul cultivation, he would master the secret technique of awakening corpses with blood, allowing them to temporarily revive and fight for him. However, this technique could not last.

Having reached the Dao Seed Realm, he has begun soul cultivation.

Li Weiyi cut his finger, channeling his spiritual power and a wisp of soul power into his blood, then dripped the blood onto the corpse's brow. He then channeled his spiritual power again, causing the blood to seep into the corpse's body.

He tried to pull the corpse.

The corpse slowly sat up.

He hadn't woken up; he was simply controlled by his mental power and a wisp of soul power, like a puppet on strings. At most, his body would be a little more robust, but that wouldn't be of much use.

It is clearly not a "resurrected corpse".

A "resurrected corpse" should at least possess some of the consciousness the corpse had before death.

"Could it be that my blood and energy are not strong enough?"

Li Weiyi thought for a moment, then used his finger as a pen and blood and spiritual light as ink to write the character "Lin" from the Six Jia Secret Blessing on the corpse's brow.

This secret text is similar to puppetry.

They can turn beans into soldiers.

"Wow!"

The corpse suddenly stood up, a glimmer of light returning to its eyes, and four-colored rays of light emanated from its body. Wisps of corpse energy surged from the seven orifices of its head, and a powerful aura erupted from its body.

The aura of a Daoist cultivator at the realm of cultivation.

Tang Wanzhou said, "That's interesting. You've mastered quite a few strange techniques. The Jiuli tribe is indeed mysterious."

Li Weiyi shook his head. This wasn't the "awakened corpse" he wanted; it was merely a slightly more powerful puppet, unsuitable as a trump card against Xie Chucai. It could only be said that it had some use. He stored it in his storage bag for future use.

Li Weiyi asked, "Young Master's cultivation speed is astonishing. Do you know any methods to aid in enlightenment?"

"There are not many shortcuts in martial arts cultivation. Enlightenment is fundamental. It is a difficult and arduous journey with no end in sight. There are indeed some rare and precious materials that can help with enlightenment, such as the pine nuts of the Earth Demon Pine and the spiritual peaches from the Immortal Peach Tree. They are extremely rare and difficult to obtain."

"You can also take some Dao Lotus Pills and Dao Fruit Pills. But the Dragon Path is already the fastest way to cultivate. Taking Dao Lotus Pills and Dao Fruit Pills will damage your foundation and will not be worth the loss."

Li Weiyi said, "What if we're not afraid of damaging our foundation?"

"Trying to force growth in the short term will lead to future problems; the drawbacks will become apparent very soon..."

Tang Wanzhou knew many of Li Weiyi's secrets, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "If you just want to quickly break through to the next level of the Feng Mansion Dragon Seed, you can try. After all, it doesn't represent your foundation; it's just a means to deceive others."

Li Weiyi smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

The twelve-character Dao seed of Shenque can be practiced step by step. In the future, a great deal of time can be spent comprehending it, reading the true scriptures, walking one's own true martial path, and understanding and refining it.

The Fengfu Dragon Seed, however, can be more aggressive, rapidly increasing its own strength to protect the Shenque Dao Seed.

Tang Wanzhou said, "If it's just to prepare for this battle, breaking through to the fourth realm won't have much of an impact. But if there's not enough time, it will take at least one or two months."

"What if we had this treasure?"

Li Weiyi took out an iron box and opened it.

Inside, radiating golden light, was a peanut-sized elixir of immortality, its brilliance dazzling and its mysteries boundless, with countless profound scriptures floating on its surface.

This is the treasure that the Rice Sect is trying to use to bribe Zhou Bida!

"In a life-or-death battle, it's always good to be well-prepared. This Longevity Pill has already been refined and can be consumed directly. Let me check it for any hidden dangers. Even with its help, it's still uncertain whether you can break through to the fourth level," Tang Wanzhou said.

Li Weiyi entrusted the Longevity Elixir to Tang Wanzhou for research, fed the seven little ones a thousand-year-old essence and Xihe Flower, which then activated the Time Cocoon. He entered it and devoted himself to cultivating his mental power.

He only had three days left at most.

Even with the cocoon of time, it would only last for half a month.

Reaching the level of a six-star Spiritual Master is the true foundation for confronting Xie Chucai head-on. As for martial arts, even reaching the fourth level would only be icing on the cake, increasing the odds of victory.

……

On the last day of the old year, the weather was fine and sunny, and families celebrated together.

As early as the morning, martial artists from various neighborhoods and major forces in the city arrived from all directions to occupy advantageous viewing positions.

For three days, people have been building momentum for this battle, calling it "the battle for honor in the Lingxiao Realm," "the ultimate showdown between mind masters and martial artists," and "the clash between the number one talent of the Lingxiao Realm and the number one genius of the Du'e Temple"...

The story of Fairy Yu delivering the challenge letter on behalf of Li Weiyi has been widely discussed, and even the young emperor of Zuoqiu Sect has become a topic of conversation.

The Demon Child's previous disparaging remarks about the Mind Master, calling them servants kept by martial arts practitioners, have spread and aroused the Mind Master's anger.

Xie Chucai's humiliating statement that "the Demon Child has already defeated all the experts under sixty years old in the Lingxiao Realm and he will cross over to take over all the martial arts practitioners in the seventh realm of the Lingxiao Realm" continued to ferment, and all the martial arts practitioners in the city were furious.

In short, this battle generated numerous topics and was elevated to a new level.

It's no longer a personal life-or-death battle.

noon.

The 10,000-meter-tall Earth Demon Pine, with its extremely lush silver branches and leaves, blocks out the sunlight, enveloping the entire Six Thoughts Zen Temple and the six majestic Demon Mountains below, like a primordial divine tree capable of supporting its own world.

The Six Thoughts Zen Temple is sacred and shrouded in a silvery rain of light, with the clouds flowing along the mountain all resembling scriptures.

This is neither a demon mountain nor a demon realm.

It's practically sacred land.

Three days ago, the troops from Luantai and the city defense camp had already stationed themselves in front of the temple gate and surrounded the area.

They publicly stated that they were maintaining public order.

The temple gates, which were usually open to the public, were tightly shut, refusing all worshippers. Even the defensive formations were activated, showing no intention of opening on New Year's Eve.

By the afternoon, the area outside Liunian Temple was already packed with people.

Someone shouted "Open the door quickly!" and then a huge chorus of shouts erupted.

Jiang Ning sat cross-legged on the back of a winged, fiery beast, guarding the entrance to the Zen temple for three days. High-ranking officials such as the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat and the Minister of State had repeatedly ordered her to lead the army away, but she ignored them.

The head of the Attendants Hall stood by her side and helped her withstand the pressure.

Two factions in the court are secretly vying for power.

Zhuang Yue arrived below the strange beast and used her magical energy to transmit her voice to Jiang Ning, her tone cold: "What exactly do you want to do? Why do you have to push him into the limelight? In the past three days, Xie Chucai has defeated ten Dao Seed Realm seventh-level martial artists from Lingxiao City. He has not been affected by anger, but instead turned his anger into momentum, and his fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger."

It's Zuoqiu Hongting's voice.

Jiang Ning looked down at "Zhuang Yue" standing on the ground, meeting her gaze without the slightest fear of the young emperor's imposing presence: "I knew you would come!"

(End of this chapter)