One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 338 Chapter 339: Nurturing the Spiritual Sacrifice to Xuan Qi

There are not many guards in the Great Zhou Palace, because ordinary guards are useless.

The Great Zhou Palace itself is a powerful magic circle, connected to the spiritual energy of the entire capital city. Although it is not in harmony with the stars and celestial phenomena, it is in harmony with the dynasty's fortune and destiny.

In his opinion, the establishment of this country brought together the will of the people of the country, and some kind of mysterious idea gathered here to form a Gangsha.

The entire palace is a magic circle with many restrictions. There are not many Taoist soldiers guarding it on the surface because the murals on the corridors and the statues of gods and men can all come to life according to his commands.

He believed that even if Master Fenglei wanted to force his way in, he would not be able to gain any benefit.

The imperial palace is also said to have a secluded place in every door and a world in every corridor.

Zhou Zhao pushed open the door and entered the sacrificial hall.

There are rows of spirit tablets here, and on the back wall hangs a painting of a human figure.

The man looked wise and mighty, with a sword on his body. The sword was now held in Zhou Zhao's hand.

The portrait is of a tall man, his eyes looking into the distance, and in the distance are mountains shrouded in fog. If someone from Tiandu Mountain sees this scene, they will find that the mountain in this man's eyes is Tiandu Mountain.

Zhou Zhao stood there, staring at the person in the painting, then knelt on the ground, raised the dull sword in his hand, pulled it out, and stabbed it into his heart.

Then he seemed to have received a severe impact, and his whole body leaned backward, forming a reverse arch shape.

Then he opened his hands as if embracing something, and opened his heart to welcome the arrival of the unknown will.

His blood poured onto the sword, and the dark rust on the sword quickly faded away in the blood, and began to emit a brilliant sword light.

This brilliant light reflected in the void and shone on the portrait. The person in the portrait seemed to be alive at this moment. He seemed to turn his head and look at Zhou Zhao, with a mysterious and confident smile on his face.

It seemed as if fog had risen in the sacrificial hall, and the fog condensed into a human form, rushing towards Zhou Zhaoguan.

Zhou Zhao's originally dull eyes lit up again at this moment. He pulled out the sword that was stuck in his heart with both hands, and the mist in the void rushed towards his wound.

His wounds healed quickly, and at that moment the entire palace was filled with fog. The pavilions and towers in the fog seemed to be cheering, and the murals seemed to come alive and made welcoming sounds. The statues, rockery and flowing water all made pleasant sounds at this moment.

The rusty wind chime hanging on the corner of the palace suddenly swayed at this moment, making a crisp sound. The rust on it also flew away, revealing the phoenix symbol inside.

It seemed as if a group of birds were singing amid the ringing of the bell.

In the Zhaixing Tower, Master Feng Lei was sitting on a jade bed and slowly opened his eyes. He heard the ringing of a bell and a faint welcome in his ears, but even with his level of cultivation, he could not hear them clearly. He came to the window, pushed it open and faced the imperial palace.

In his eyes, the originally clear palace was now shrouded in fog, and became mysterious on this night.

There is solemnity and weirdness intertwined in that mystery.

He caught a wisp of wind and blew it into the palace, but as soon as the wind entered the palace, he lost control and dissipated into natural wind.

At this moment, he discovered that the palace might be a treasure that is powerful enough to be terrifying. He knew that this palace was built during the time of Emperor Wu and was quite magical, but in his eyes, it was just that. At this moment, he discovered that this palace seemed to have revived, as if it had woken up after sleeping for thousands of years.

If this palace is a magic weapon, it means it has been refined for nearly a thousand years.

Master Fenglei frowned slightly.

He came to the capital with no other thoughts except to try his luck in reaching the Nascent Soul realm. However, after the baby was conceived, he had another idea. He was about to implement it, but now it seemed that something had changed in the palace.

As a core secret disciple of Tiandu Mountain, he knew how Patriarch Xiyi became a deity, and he also knew that Emperor Wu of Zhou became a deity by establishing the country and then performing the Grand Ceremony of Conferring Deities at Mount Qiyun.

There are three methods of becoming a god that he knew of. The first was to be like Master Xiyi, to comprehend the natural spirit of heaven and earth, to hone one's mind, and finally to become a god naturally. The second was to be like Emperor Wu, to open up mountains and rivers, to confer the god Chi Yan, and to clear away all the haze in the world of Great Zhou. So he became a god, and this is called becoming a god through merit.

The third method is to convert gods into gods through burning incense. Building many temples and erecting statues of gods, and having people offer incense and burn incense can also convert gods into gods.

This method was passed down by Patriarch Xiyi when he returned to the mountain three hundred years ago, but he also clearly stated that this method was dangerous and would have many limitations.

Lord Fenglei wanted to use the third method, but now there seemed to be changes in the palace. He could feel a powerful aura reviving in the palace.

The noise in the palace was heard throughout the capital.

It was from that day on that the imperial palace seemed to become mysterious. When the gate of the palace was opened, everyone would look into the palace and see yellow mist lingering inside. It was hard to see clearly and it seemed like a fairyland, not the human world.

Afterwards, the emperor summoned all his ministers into the palace.

The so-called ministers were naturally the people in charge stationed in the capital by prestigious families or sects from all over the place. After they met Zhou Zhao, they found that they only got one answer, that is, Zhou Zhao had actually entered the Nascent Soul stage, which made them feel incredible.

The news spread throughout the Great Zhou in a very short time.

For many people, this is a big deal, but for some people, it doesn’t matter, such as Zhao Fuyun who is still in the mountains.

Zhao Fuyun was reading various Taoist books about the creation of the golden elixir, and at the same time he began to think about refining the Xuan Cai Pearl.

I obtained this treasure before I even built my foundation, and now I am able to use it.

Of course, if he had only used it for a simple ritual before, it could have been used, but it would have lost the magical effect of the Xuan Cai Pearl, which would have been a waste of resources.

As his cultivation level improved, his cognition and experience naturally reached a new level.

The Xuan Cai Pearl in his hand was like a golden elixir fetus, which needed to be injected with essence to conceive a baby. When the baby was conceived, it would be the second Yuanying, and the next step would be the second Yuanshen.

Therefore, he needed to inject his own divinity into the Xuan Cai Pearl.

However, a person's golden elixir is formed by the combination of the Tiangang Talisman and the Disha Talisman. The golden elixir is the fusion of all of one's own Dharma intentions. The moment the golden elixir is formed, the original Dharma intentions immediately become instinctive supernatural powers.

Therefore, if he wanted to refine his Xuan Cai Pearl into a second soul so that he could have all his future supernatural powers, he also needed to undergo some sacrifices and be restricted.

Whatever restrictions you have now will determine your abilities in the future.

He suddenly didn't want to refine the Five Mountains True Shape Map anymore. He felt that he could achieve a similar effect by injecting forbidden techniques into the Xuan Cai Pearl, and it would be even more mysterious, so he did so when he thought of it.

He then constructed a restriction in the Xuan Cai Pearl using the Taiyue Zhenshen Talisman as the basis. This time the restriction was relatively purer, but purity did not mean simplicity. Even if a spell could be achieved to the extreme, it would still be extremely terrifying.

Of course, the Taixu talisman is also absolutely indispensable.

He spent a year putting restrictions on the Xuan Cai Pearl. During this year, Jin Ling, who worked in Wuliang Academy, came to visit him several times and wanted to invite him to preach, but he refused. Huang Ying also came to see him.

Huang Ying has returned to the mountain in Zifu. She came to Zhao Fuyun and said that she wanted to go out and open a cave dwelling, and asked Zhao Fuyun if he had any suitable place to recommend.

Of course Zhao Fuyun didn't have any place to recommend, but he introduced the environment on the edge of the polar night to Huang Ying. He felt that there were many spiritual mountains and rivers in that area, but he needed to sort them out himself, otherwise it would be difficult to practice. However, sorting out the mountains and rivers is a process of practice.

Zhao Fuyun went down the mountain again. Holding the Xuan Cai Pearl, he searched for famous mountains and captured the spiritual charm of the mountains.

The spiritual charm gathered in Tiandu Mountain, but the mystery of the mountain was not something he could grasp, so he went down the mountain.

He first came to the nearby Guangyuan Prefecture, and went to the Daoziyuan in Guangyuan Prefecture to take a look. Daoziyuan was no longer in the place where he had opened it.

However, that place was not deserted, but someone lived there. Although he didn't know him, he could tell at a glance that the other person was a monk.

The world has changed over time, and the Lan family, which was once the most powerful family here, has long disappeared. Over the years, no real powerful family has been able to dominate the scene. This is the norm. For a family of cultivators, it all depends on their cultivation.

He went to Xie's house and said that an old friend from Tiandu Mountain visited Xie Anlan.

The people of the Xie family were very surprised because they had never seen Zhao Fuyun and had never heard of anyone like Zhao Fuyun. After reporting through layers of authorities, a white-haired old man finally appeared.

Zhao Fuyun was very surprised. His appearance was completely different from the image of Xie Anlan in Zhao Fuyun's mind.

The old man in front of me has white hair, a hunched back and cloudy eyes.

After he saw Zhao Fuyun clearly, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his shaking hand excitedly and said, "Master Fuyun, I never thought we would meet again."

This was how Xie Anlan called Zhao Fuyun back then. Hearing him call him that now, one can really feel a sense of endless vicissitudes.

"Xie brother, why is this?"

Zhao Fuyun was puzzled. There were two of them in the reception hall, and there was only one person serving them.

"Master Fuyun, alas, it's all fate." Xie Anlan sighed.

Zhao Fuyun remembered that he was the leader among the younger generation of cultivators in Guangyuan Prefecture. He had presided over the small Xuanmen Dharma Assembly in this area, and he was able to sit in the main seat in the Dharma Assembly.

"What happened?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Master Fuyun, do you still remember the Sword Lady in Colorful Clothes?" Xie Anlan asked.

"Of course I remember." Zhao Fuyun replied. He also knew that this Colorful Sword Lady had appeared in Luodu before. As for what this woman's name was, they were actually not sure.

"When I was saved by Taoist Fuyun, I thought that maybe I could resist it alone, but then that Colorful Sword Lady came back, proving how shallow I was."

The young man serving next to him is already a foundation-building cultivator. He knows all the big and small things that have happened in Guangyuan Prefecture in the past, especially the people and things related to the Xie family. There will be special people to record them, and then show them to the new generation when they grow up, so that they will know the grievances and entanglements between their family and the outside world.

The young man thought of an event recorded in the "Chronicles of the Xie Family". The young patriarch An Lan was friends with Zhao Fuyun, a disciple of Tiandu Mountain. They fought against an assassin together at the Qingyi Dance Hall.

There are also records about Zhao Fuyun.

"Zhao Fuyun, a disciple of Tiandu Mountain, the first head of Daozi Academy and the teacher of Guangyuan Prefecture, killed Meng Yanhu on the southern city wall of Guangyuan Prefecture at the hour of You on April 30th of the 13th year of Shenqi, and his name spread throughout Guangyuan."

These are past events. People who see this history often only see one sentence, but for the people involved, it was a matter of life and death.

Later, there were almost no records about Zhao Fuyun because he had almost no contact with the Xie family.

"The Taoist priest is like a dragon in the clouds, with a head but no tail. He suddenly appears and leaves leisurely. I, Xie Anlan, have many ideas but am always trapped in Guangyuan. How sad."

Zhao Fuyun could hear the regret and unwillingness in Xie Anlan's heart, but what could he do? Zhao Fuyun could see that he had already lost his spirit and his body was decayed, and there was no way to save him.

After all, Xie Anlan's magical aura during his foundation-building period was definitely not simple, and he had a bright future.

Zhao Fuyun was not good at making pills, and he didn't have any pills for him. When he was about to leave, Xie Anlan stood up, pulled the young man serving beside him and said, "Master, this is the Qilin child of my Xie family, named Xie Xuansheng. Of course, who can be called a Qilin in front of you? He is just an outstanding one from a small family. I told you this because I think that after this meeting, there may not be another time, so I let him have a relationship with you."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the other person. The other person looked at him and then lowered his head.

Xie Xuansheng felt that the eyes of the person in front of him were extremely terrifying, and just one look was enough to make him unbearable.

Zhao Fuyun nodded, then nodded to Xie Anlan, then walked out the door. The moment he walked out the door, his figure disappeared in the empty sunlight.

After Zhao Fuyun left, Xie Xuansheng helped Xie Anlan sit down and said, "Grandpa, what is his cultivation level now? Was he like this back then?"

"I don't know what level of cultivation he has, but back then, he had an elegant aura, and when he interacted with others, there was absolutely no sense of oppression. But now, his aura is weird and a bit ostentatious, which makes people feel scary."

He didn't know what happened to Zhao Fuyun, but he thought that although he had not appeared in his world for so many years, a lot of things must have happened to him.

The world is big, but a person’s world is very small, limited to what he sees, hears and thinks.

Zhao Fuyun left the Xie family and walked around Guangyuan Prefecture until he came to a place.

That was where he used to live, and there was no one living there.

There was even a wooden sign hanging there that read "Residence of Taoist Zhao Fuyun in Tiandu Mountain".

He clearly remembered that one time when he came back from outside the city, he felt a strong murderous intent lurking at the door of his house, and he finally had to avoid it.

He entered the room. It was dark and a bit stuffy because the windows were closed. There was a thick layer of dust on the table and the desk.

The past time is like this house, which will be covered with dust and slowly blur the memory. After a while, the house will collapse and the memory will be shattered.

When he left the house, he thought of a man named Sun Chengze. Sun Chengze said that his aunt Sun Kerui wanted to invite him to her house for tea.

But at that moment, my heart beat faster, so I refused.

Now thinking back to what happened in Guangyuan Prefecture back then, he felt that there might be something wrong with Sun Kerui.

However, so many years have passed, and I still don’t know where the other person lives, or whether he is still alive. This matter is like a stone that has fallen into the water. When you recall it, it is there. If you don’t pay attention to it, it will sink to the bottom of the water forever. If you meet it one day, you can just fish it out.

He continued to walk on the earth, using the Xuan Cai Pearl to sense the spiritual charm of the mountains, and cultivating his own divinity by recalling the past and feeling the world.

(End of this chapter)