Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 255 His Method of Disguising His Wedding Dress and Serving the Lamp

"Oh dear, I forgot! My elixir for nourishing essence is still simmering in the stove. I forgot to turn off the fire. Master Zhang, farewell, I'll be going now!"

Zhang Xiangling's face showed a look of panic. She turned around hurriedly and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuling shook his head helplessly.

After Zhang Xiangling walked away, he said calmly,
"Zhang Wei?"

Zhang Wei, wearing sunglasses and stroking his beard with one hand, leaped over from the side.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see that behind the dark crystal, one of his eyes is lifeless and unfocused, with a few thin roots occasionally wandering inside the eyeball, which looks somewhat eerie.

Last time, Zhang Wei promised Zhang Xiangling that he would help Chen Shun'an, who was still in seclusion, to stop Tianxuan Saintess. He then communicated with the [Qi Ginseng Seed] and used his essence and blood to nourish it.

In the end, he didn't even have a chance to use his skills; the matter was over before he could even make a move.

So he 'ran away', and this [Qi Ginseng Seed] has been restless these days, with its roots still trying to burrow into his brain.

This forced Zhang Wei to acquire these Western-style dark crystal glasses, partly to avoid startling others, and partly to block out the sunlight, preventing the [Qi Ginseng Seed] from moving in the moonlight and growing towards the sun.

Zhang Xuling glanced at Zhang Wei, who looked like an old scholar, silently took out a thread-bound martial arts manual from his robes, and handed it over.

"After removing the beginning and the end of this secret method, copy it down and hand it over to the martial artists under my Aoshan Taoist Academy who will be included in the Grandmaster Records."

Zhang Wei took the book, looked at it closely, and was immediately horrified.

On the title page of the book, seven large characters were clearly written in crooked handwriting—

He transformed into a wedding dress and served the lamp.

"The three treasures condense into the flame of the lamp, and the nine-turn wedding dress."

"Qi and blood are the oil that sustains one's destiny; true meaning is like silk that wraps around the flesh and pores. Its transformations are endless; true nature is the proof of Tanjun."

"Through daily practice and focused concentration, one can accumulate the vital energy, intention, and aura cultivated over time in the lower dantian. With just the activation of the inner fire, one can unleash power far exceeding one's own strength at crucial moments..."

As Zhang Wei looked at each line, his hands trembled slightly.

This secret method is clearly an evil art that "tailors one's own brocade to make wedding gowns for others," and it has a main practice and a secondary practice.

With just a thought, the main cultivator can extract the essence, energy, and spirit of all the auxiliary cultivators and use them for their own purposes, thus solidifying the foundation of martial arts.

It can even be used as a potent medicine to break through realms, forcibly pushing through the barriers!
The key point is that if you cut off the beginning and the end and only keep the main part, the "Method of Transforming into a Wedding Dress and Serving the Lamp" would probably become a superior secret attack method in the eyes of others, which is to keep the weapon hidden and wait for the right time to be used, and to accumulate strength and then unleash it!

This was enough to tempt a group of martial artists.

"Master Zhang, is he really that important?"

Zhang Wei's voice was a little hoarse as he looked toward the courtyard behind Zhang Xuling.

There were sounds of breathing, like muffled thunder rolling in.

Zhang Wei guessed Zhang Xuling's intention: he actually wanted to make all the martial artists under Aoshan Dao Academy who would enter the Grandmaster Records do the work for Shan Tongtian.
Zhang Xuling gave Zhang Wei a strange look and said,
"Of course! A potential grandmaster is naturally better than dozens or hundreds of so-called martial arts prodigies... Besides, they won't die, they'll just lose decades of cultivation!"

It should be noted that the other three major academies, and even some independent and unruly cultivators, use methods that are far more unscrupulous and unrestrained than those of Aoshan Academy.

Extracting oil and marrow was not enough; even the spirits and true souls of the dead had to be used to refine them into magical artifacts like the Emperor's Banner, bones were forged into bone swords, and skins were made into patchwork garments...

The main principle is to make the most of everything and never waste anything.

In comparison, Zhang Xuling's act of taking only decades of cultivation from these martial artists is truly benevolent!

Zhang Wei was speechless for a moment, and could only ask in a muffled voice.
"Then... does Miss also want to practice?"

Zhang Xuling hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.
"Of course. Everyone has to practice, no one is an exception. This concerns the great matter of Tai Xuan Zhi Ling Peak, which involves triggering the Dragon Gate Heavenly Barrier. Anyone can sacrifice themselves, including me."

Zhang Wei said no more and left in silence.

Zhang Xuling turned around and looked at Shan Tongtian's figure through the wall, narrowing his eyes, his gaze seemingly seeing that person through Shan Tongtian.

"This 'Method of Transforming into a Wedding Dress and Serving the Lamp' doesn't distinguish between main and secondary cultivation. Whoever is stronger wins and takes all, depriving all fellow practitioners of their power."

"Chen Shunan, if you are still lacking, I don't mind lending you another hand as a gift. You can pay the price later."

"What are your chances of breaking through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster level right now? Sixty percent? Seventy percent?"

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhang Xuling entered the light of escape, and his figure vanished into the world.

Zhang Xuling was naturally aware that Chen Shunan had been ambushed and killed by the immortals of Fengchi Taoist Temple.

But he was unwilling to get involved.

A martial arts master is not someone who can be made into a flower in a greenhouse by simply growing freely.

He would only stop the Qi-gathering immortals, such obstacles from above, for Chen Shun'an.

If even a true martial artist cannot overcome the trials and tribulations brought by these [Meridian Opening] cultivators, then they are not worthy of Zhang Xuling going to such great lengths to be his protector and guide!
Dead trash is not worth his attention.

"However, if we don't have a good year this year, we'll have to wait until next year. After all, this final hurdle is never easy to overcome... We'll do our best and leave the rest to fate."

"If you can break through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster level within five years, you might be qualified to enter a blessed land and meet the ancestor. That Golden Core Mirror technique can only be cultivated by a Martial Arts Grandmaster with sufficient foundation..."

"Difficult, difficult, difficult, I knock on the gate of mystery with my obsessive thoughts. Crossing, crossing, crossing, I will burn away worldly ties and climb again." The voice was faint and could not be heard by outsiders, and was later blown away by the wind and snow.

……

The sun hung high in the sky, and the iron-gray river waves crashed against the rocks, splashing up sprays like shattered jade.

A man dressed in a jade-colored satin robe and pink-soled black boots, with a pair of phoenix eyes, stood alone on the beach, his face as calm as still water.

Jiang Dahua, the young master of the Libao Commercial Bureau.

The Libao Trading Company, affiliated with the Imperial Household Department, undertook imperial orders to procure furs and medicinal herbs for the palace, and provided security for logistics, connecting the north and south. It was a renowned and prestigious trading company.

It is also an important secret weapon for Yue Shan Taoist Temple to acquire resources and recruit and select talents in the mortal world.

Therefore, Jiang Dahua's status is evident.

Not far away, several servants dressed in plain clothes threw several martial artists with strong blood and energy into the water.

As a piercing scream rang out, blood gushed out.

"boom--!"

A blackwater crocodile, resembling a giant crocodile, hidden in these waters, could not suppress its bloodthirsty desires. It broke through the waves first, bringing with it a foul wind, and opened its blood-red maw to bite straight at the enemy. Its sharp teeth gleamed coldly in the sunset.

Almost simultaneously, a ten-zhang-long anaconda suddenly sprang up from the muddy shoal, its thick body sweeping across like a giant whip, attempting to tear Jiang Dahua to pieces at the waist.

Meanwhile, underwater, a red-armored venomous claw the size of a millstone was also quietly approaching.

Without exception, these three are all great demons comparable to those who slay four or even five thieves!
Just as the three demons attacked and got close, Jiang Dahua made a move.

He did not draw his sword, but just as the giant jaws of the alligator were about to close, his left hand shot out like lightning, his index and middle fingers joined together, and precisely touched the softest spot on the tip of its nose.

puff!
There was a muffled sound.

The dragon, weighing over a thousand pounds, was struck as if by lightning. Its ferocious head snapped back, and it was sent flying by this seemingly casual flick of the finger, crashing into the river and sending up a towering column of water.

At that very moment, the anaconda's sweeping attack reached her waist.

Jiang Dahua neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his right leg and then stomped down. It seemed slow, but he arrived first and stepped right on the python's seven-inch head.

Click!

A sickening cracking sound rang out. The python's attack came to an abrupt halt, its massive body convulsing and writhing violently, churning the river water into a murky mess, before finally collapsing limply and falling silent.

The fate of the red-armored poisonous claw was not unexpected; in the blink of an eye, Jiang Dahua found a flaw in it.

The outward release of the qi was like being struck by an invisible hammer. The hard carapace was instantly covered with cracks, and it was violently thrown out of the water. It then fell back down and floated motionless on the river surface, its internal organs shattered.

From the moment the three demons rose up to their complete annihilation, it took only three breaths.

Not far away, the slaves looked on in awe, their hands hanging down, standing still and not approaching.

"Not bad, not bad. Your Six Harmonies fighting style has reached a state of perfection. Even the True Meaning Perfection, which is a level higher than yours, is not as good as you in terms of fighting style alone."

A soft, bell-like laugh rang out.

Sand and stones flew, and yellow sand rose from the beach.

A petite figure, with a pear blossom hanging from her waist and a storybook in her hand, appeared here.

Yu Xiaoquan looked Jiang Dahua up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

The martial arts practiced by Jiang Dahua are called "Baishi Liuhequan". It is immovable and as stable as Mount Tai. The upper and lower body move together, and the left and right sides look around. It uses qi to generate power and the fighting style is brilliant.

The six combinations are divided into outer three combinations and inner three combinations.

The three external harmonies are: shoulder and hip, elbow and knee, and hand and foot.

The three inner harmonies are: the harmony of mind and intention, the harmony of intention and qi, and the harmony of qi and strength.

Once you master the Six Harmonies fighting style, you are virtually impervious to ink and wind and rain. No matter how fierce the wind blows, you will not be harmed in the slightest. You are invincible in the same realm.

"Thank you for your praise, Immortal Master Yu. My skills are but a minor matter and do not meet your high standards."

Jiang Dahua said somewhat modestly.

Yu Xiaoquan shook his head, then flicked his finger, sending out a pill.
"This is a Grade 9 Human Essence Pill, a precious elixir of immortality. I bestow it upon you, so that you may advance further and break through to the realm of True Meaning Perfection."

Jiang Dahua reached out and took the pill. Upon hearing Yu Xiaoquan's words, he was overjoyed and even looked at the girl, who looked no more than eighteen years old, with a touch of fanaticism.

"Jiang must have devoted himself to the Grandmaster's Record, striving to bring glory to Yueshan Taoist Academy and successfully obtain the Grandmaster's Remnant!"

Yu Xiaoquan waved his hand, and Jiang Dahua tactfully withdrew.

Then Yu Xiaoquan took small, quick steps and walked along the beach to the shady side of the mountain, where he landed in front of a stone cave carved out of the rock.

Inside the cave, Tianxuan sat cross-legged, his face looking slightly haggard. The cave seemed to be shrouded in a restriction, and yin winds and poisonous fire surged from the ground, spraying onto Tianxuan's body.

Her delicate body trembled, like a porcelain vase drenched in blood, about to shatter upon landing. Her body was covered with scarlet wounds and cracks, making her a pitiful sight.

(End of this chapter)