Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 262 Certificate of Surrender

Zhao Yifu is now immersed in the "Taiqing Immortal Method" while waiting for people from Youquan to contact him.

How should I put it, he was quite looking forward to seeing who would come to meet him.

But the problem was that after he became possessed and used the power of the Nether Spring, all of the opponent's actions stopped, which made Zhao Yifu not know what to do for a while.

Just when he was confused, suddenly a strong yang and spiritual energy poured in, almost breaking the seal!

He was confused. Where did all the yang and spiritual energy come from?
Originally, he thought that something unexpected had happened in the mortal world, but when he felt the source of the Yang and spiritual energy... he was inexplicably shocked to find that it came from the same source, and it was from the painting that was previously "stolen" by his master Xuandu!
Could it be that Master Xuandu is admiring the painting?

That's not right. It's not like Master Xuandu hasn't rewarded me before. He clearly didn't react at that time.

Could it be that Master Xuandu is also a reserved person who likes to be admired alone?

Zhao Yifu has a lot of things on his mind.

But now he encountered a problem, that is, this wave of sun and spiritual energy rushed in a bit too fast, and his letter seal could not contain it all at once!
Helplessly, in order not to waste it, he could only decide to use it to comprehend the world first.

Therefore, the overflowing part of the willpower was used to comprehend the heaven and earth.

This was originally a bit of a waste. After all, it would be most efficient for him to gain some insights, debate with the Taixu Forbidden Book, and then continue to gain insights with the questions in mind...

But now, he found that this step was actually redundant.

Because at this moment, the "Taiqing Immortal Method" unfolded in his spiritual orifice, and countless scriptures guided him to quickly comprehend the heaven and earth... With the reference of the "Taiqing Immortal Method", the mysteries of the heaven and earth became so simple and clear.

This is the benefit brought by the most advanced martial arts in the world. Everything becomes simple and everything becomes so within reach.

Of course, Zhao Yifu felt that this was all thanks to the surge of yang and spiritual energy. He had never seen such abundant yang and spiritual energy before, and it was far more than his father's.
However, this sunshine and spiritual energy came and went quickly, and soon receded.

Zhao Yifu's speed of comprehension naturally slowed down.

But it doesn’t matter. If I get it, I’m lucky. If I lose it, I’ll die. Zhao Yifu was still very happy. This step alone broadened his horizons.

……

Heaven, in the Eight Scenery Palace.

Xuan Du, dressed in yellow, was looking speechlessly at the old man in front of him who was admiring a scroll. He said angrily, "Master, you asked me to find a third-generation disciple, and I have already done so. Do you have any other instructions?"

The old man said calmly, "How can I not teach you after I've found you? I must at least teach that child to the level of a Golden Immortal before I allow you to return to Taiqing Heaven."

This old man was the incarnation of Laojun left in the Heavenly Palace. He smiled slightly and said in amazement, "I didn't expect that a blockhead like you would have a moment of enlightenment. I asked you to accept a disciple and you even took in a grand disciple."

"Look at this little grandson's painting. It's really good. He can hide his own Dao essence in it. In fact, it records the process of his understanding of the Dao..."

Xuan Du pulled a long face and said, "Then disciple, return this painting."

The old man immediately stuffed it into his sleeve and said, "I've already got it, why are you going back?"

Xuan Du actually tugged at the old man's sleeve and said, "Master, that painting shows me not being solemn enough. You should give it back to me."

The old man turned decisively and said, "No!"

Then he realized that his words were a bit harsh, so he added in a gentle voice: "This painting is very good. At least it restores some of your childishness... When practicing, you still need a little bit of childishness."

Xuandu... He hated that little brat to death.

……

Zhao Yifu didn't know that he had made his newly emerged master endure a "shame play". He already had a new way of playing.

Of course, he was also inspired by that painting. Mainly because he found that when he had no way to go in his spiritual practice, his first reaction was to paint... This was not because of the muscle memory created by the practice since childhood, but because he found that he had loved the feeling of freely painting for a long time.

Then he thought of his ink-splashing technique, which had almost become an instinct... and the ink splashed out seemed to be very similar to the power of the dark spring?

In this way, blessings come to the soul.

He splashed ink again, and this time he blessed an ink cat with the power of the dark spring when it landed on the ground.

An incredible thing happened. After the ink cat landed on the ground, it was originally just an illusion relying on ink. It had some strength, but not too strong.

But now, this black cat, which is endowed with the power of the dark spring, has demonstrated incomparable destructive power.

The claw swung out, breaking the stone and splitting the rock!
If that small body were to curl up and hit something, it could break several big trees.

Zhao Yi Fu even practiced against it personally. He did not use any weapons but only used the Crane Claw Technique. However, he did not expect that he had already used up 80% of his strength, and the black cat could not hold on and then collapsed.

Zhao Yifu was shocked.

Although it is only 80% of the normal strength, it is already terrifying.

He looked down at the scattered ink...

Suddenly with a wave of his hand, the black cat took shape again.

Then the cat lay there quietly. Zhao Yifu wanted to see how long this black cat could last.

In fact, when he blessed the black cat with the power of the dark spring, the magic power in it had already been cut off from him.

He could control the ink cat with his divine consciousness, but he couldn't replenish its damage at any time... This was the disadvantage of the power of the Nether Spring.

But it is undeniable that a small spell that was originally only used for self-entertainment has become a truly useful magical power at this moment.

The power of the Nether Spring can actually only increase his upper limit to a certain extent, and may even hinder his normal practice, but as a means... it does have its extraordinary aspects.

Just as he continued with the ink-splashing experiment, the spring of mysterious power in his spiritual orifice suddenly shook, and then a power carrying information was transmitted from it.

Zhao Yifu immediately stopped all actions and then carefully perceived this information.

He was surprised to find that this was a diagram of a formation, drawn with blood and guided by the power of the dark spring.

After taking a closer look, he realized that this might be a sacrificial formation, communicating with a certain existence through sacrifice.

It’s just that that being is not interested in the sacrifice itself, so the sacrificial formation is actually incomplete.

But there is one thing Zhao Yifu is very clear about, that is, if one draws this formation, then the person holding the blood that draws the formation is actually the actual sacrifice!

Zhao Yifu doesn't want to be a sacrifice.

But this formation...

He thought maybe he could give it a try.

So, according to the information, he came to a cave in Baiyun Mountain, next to the underground river, and tried to use spiritual ink to set up a formation.

The formation is set up next to the underground river, which is the image of the "dark spring", and the ink-splashing formation is also a change made by Zhao Yifu based on his understanding of sacrificial spells.

This magic circle itself does not require sacrifices to be made. All it needs is the spirituality in the blood that draws the circle.

Zhao Yifu used his true energy to merge into the spiritual ink, and the spirituality he created was no less than that. Theoretically, it should be possible to succeed.

Thus, the formation was formed, and at the same time, the power of the Nether Spring arrived, activating the formation...

A moment later, Zhao Yifu heard an unusual sound of running water, gurgling, as if someone was sobbing and whispering.

The voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the underground cavern until it finally coalesced into a tone humans could understand: "Who is calling upon me?"

There is only sound but no form. It seems that it is very difficult for Boss Youquan's will to enter this world.

Zhao Yifu silently took a step forward and said, "It's me."

The voice sounded again: "Who are you?" "Hmm?"

Zhao Yifu was amused. He asked curiously, "You tried every possible means to recruit me into your gang, and now you don't even know who I am?"

"It seems that your connection with the Three Realms is very weak."

The voice of Youquan suddenly became furious: "It's you! Since you have already used my power, why don't you kowtow to me?"

Zhao Yifu asked in surprise: "Are you angry now?"

The Youquan was unable to move after being beaten, so He asked, "You are playing tricks on me, shouldn't I be angry?"

Zhao Yifu said, "But if you get angry so easily, it makes me think you're actually very easy to control."

"Bastard!"

Youquan suddenly let out a terrifying roar, and the cave shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

But Zhao Yifu keenly realized... this Youquan could only use the power provided by this sacrifice!
In other words, he didn't have to worry about Youquan in this situation at all.

Zhao Yi Fu stood in the cave and let it shake continuously. He also considerately used the power of the mountain god to stabilize the cave to prevent it from collapsing.

When all this stopped, Zhao Yifu smiled and said, "Master Youquan, you are truly a mana-savvy person."

Is this a mockery?
This is just being sarcastic.

However, Youquan said: "It's good that you know you are afraid."

Zhao Yifu: ...

He suddenly realized a problem.

He did not use his own blood to complete the formation. Does that mean that the Youquan has lost the most basic perception and control over him?

Before this, he never imagined that Youquan would take his sarcasm as surrender, but if he considered that he was actually completely out of Youquan's perception and control, then... it would be very interesting!

The power of Youquan, Youquan was unable to rely on the power of Youquan to control his condition.

Does that mean that the dark river that is the source of everything is not completely one with the dark spring?
In other words, Youquan can only do things in the Three Realms by relying on those who are willing to serve him.

Perhaps it wasn't just that simple, which was why Zhao Yifu deliberately acted rebellious to test him. After all, his mission was to fully understand the situation of this big boss.

It would be best if Youquan was angered by him and used some of his secrets to mess with him...

Well, then he can file a work injury claim.

Zhao Yifu's ideas always have a special characteristic of the times.

However, to his surprise, Youquan, who was completely unable to sense his condition, suddenly paused and became calm and wise.

He said, "You are very smart. This is the first time I have met someone who can face the source of darkness calmly."

Zhao Yifu received new information. It turned out that the power of Youquan was actually called "Dark Source Power". It might come from Youquan itself, but it was probably not completely controlled by Youquan itself.

He nodded and said, "It is precisely because the dark source power is too strong that I have to face it calmly."

Youquan added: "Very good, I like talking to smart people."

"In that case, how about we work together?"

Zhao Yifu was surprised, even feeling a little flattered, and said, "Lord Youquan, you are too kind. How can I be compared with you?"

Youquan said: "You are not qualified!"

The originally calm and wise tone suddenly changed and became manic.

Zhao Yifu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Youquan might be a little sick.

But the next moment, His voice calmed down again: "But this is an opportunity for you, a chance to reach the sky in one step."

There is a deep magnetism in the calmness, as if it wants to capture people's souls.

It changed again, the tone changed again.

Zhao Yifu suddenly felt that his previous understanding of Youquan was about to be overturned. This big guy was not so easy to study thoroughly.

He calmed down and thought carefully before saying, "My Lord, you said we should cooperate, but how should we cooperate? And for what purpose?"

Youquan's voice suddenly became indifferent and ethereal. "I was born before the heaven and earth, before the chaos gave birth to my master. Now, I should be regarded as the orthodox in this world."

"If you help me seize the orthodoxy, I will grant you the throne of Heavenly Emperor!"

Zhao Yifu blinked, keenly realizing that the so-called "orthodoxy" here was not just the Heavenly Court, but something above the Heavenly Court.

The so-called heaven is just a tool used by some higher beings to control the heaven and earth.

Therefore, Youquan's target is the deeper existence, the "orthodoxy" behind the Heavenly Court. If he succeeds, he can naturally find a tool to take charge of the Heavenly Court.

Even the position of the Emperor of Heaven can be decided with a single word.

When Zhao Yifu heard this, he refused without a second thought: "I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven, I just want to be a demon!"

Youquan was at a loss for words. He asked, "Become a demon? Why? What good is there in being a demon? If you follow my lead, you can become a legitimate demon instead of being scorned as a demon!"

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "Why is 'demon' a derogatory term?"

"My Lord sent Monk Lingji to lure me into the devil's trap. Only after I was possessed did I realize that this was the ultimate freedom I longed for!"

"Whether it's the Heavenly Palace or the Immortal Sect, their existence only makes this world full of rules and regulations that make me feel depressed. I don't want to be suppressed by this, so I want to become a demon!"

Youquan really can't... What does Zhao Yifu mean? He doesn't care who controls the world, he will rebel against whoever is in power anyway?

How can there be such a thing?
However... after Youquan thought about it carefully, he realized that this seemed to be the tone that a true demon should have.

Anyway, it's very evil.

However, He soon understood how to deal with Zhao Yifu. He said, "Go and destroy the Sword Immortal Alliance for me. If you do, I will help you become a celestial immortal."

Zhao Yifu said, "It's only a matter of time before I become a celestial being. Why do I need your help?"

Youquan said: "You are very confident, and I also believe that you can do it. But, don't you want to see a 'different sky'?"

This sentence seemed a bit nonsensical, but Zhao Yifu was immediately moved.

It is precisely because of his broad vision that he knows that the "different sky" that Youquan mentioned refers to a completely different perspective.

The more comprehensive your understanding of heaven and earth and the more grand and perfect your worldview, the stronger your strength will be after becoming a celestial being.

With the help of the "Taiqing Immortal Method", Zhao Yifu is already a powerful celestial immortal, but now Youquan tells him that there is another perspective and another worldview that can be reached... then he really can't bear such temptation.

"it is good!"

He agreed promptly.

Let the Sword Immortal Alliance and the like be destroyed. After all, my mentor is now a third-generation disciple of Taiqing, so he is very stable.

At the same time, he also knew that this was his "pledge of allegiance" to Youquan.

(End of this chapter)