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

Chapter 260 Fishpond Scam, Here Comes Chen!

These strange phenomena could only be sensed by those who had entered the path of immortality, such as Zhang Wei and Yu Xiaoquan.

However, the sudden appearance of the stone gate covered with natural cloud patterns finally sparked discussion among the crowd.

In particular, this stone gate, which seems to be ten miles away, is incredibly clear and conspicuous, right in front of everyone's eyes, filling their field of vision, which is quite amazing.

"Alright, everyone."

Zhang Wei looked at the three Qi-gathering immortals in the clouds with a mixture of awe and reverence before walking to the center and addressing the crowd.

"This is the Grandmaster's Record."

"With the earth's vein minerals as the main body and the remnant will of the Grandmaster as the divine will, it is ultimately necessary for the [Qi Gathering] Immortals to capture and gather the two together in one place."

"Therefore, each opening requires a huge price to pay, and it can only be opened once every few years, and usually only one [Qi Gathering] Immortal is involved and in charge."

"However, the Grandmaster's Manual opened in this way is not yet in its complete state. It only has two or three tenths of the potential. Even if one is extremely lucky and can actually glimpse the path to becoming a Grandmaster, it will only increase the probability of breaking through to Grandmaster by less than ten percent."

"This time, due to the approaching New Year, not only Tongzhou, but also other prefectures attach great importance to the training of martial artists. Therefore, of the four major academies, except for Longguang Academy, three are gathered together, with a total of three Qi-gathering immortals taking action."

"The true record can be revealed; the winner will have a 30% chance of becoming a Grandmaster!"

Zhang Wei glanced around at everyone, noticing the jubilation and youthful exuberance on their faces. He seemed somewhat sentimental, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

Fortune makes heroes.

Back then, he was a master who had slain six traitors and achieved perfect mastery of the true meaning of martial arts. He had also entered the Grandmaster's Manual left by Tie Yu.

It's a pity that he still couldn't become a grandmaster.

Later, in his desperate attempt to reach the level of a martial arts grandmaster, he risked a mere 20% chance of success, only to fail and be left on the brink of death, with his meridians severed and his soul on the verge of extinction.

Fortunately, Zhang Xuling saved his life, using a [Qi Ginseng Seed] to stabilize his weakened body and soul, prolonging his life and turning him into the Mist Spirit Child.

But there was no further opportunity to move forward...

Whether it's martial arts or immortality, there's no possibility of further breakthroughs.

His strength is stuck between the level of "Slaying the Six Thieves" and "Opening the Meridians".

If back then, Zhang Wei had also encountered such a golden age, unseen in nine hundred years, with three [Qi Gathering] immortals opening the Grandmaster Record...

Why should Zhang Wei have had his will worn down and sunk to this point?

He might just become a grandmaster too!
A jumble of thoughts stirred within Zhang Wei before he continued his explanation.

"Once you enter the catalogue, your individual strength, background, destiny, and other factors will collectively determine which ancient person you will become in the historical event of the dragon's passage three hundred years ago. You may become a general slaying demons on the front lines, a chivalrous hero raising a flag to help from the common people, or even a demon!"

"Then, participate in the dragon's passage as much as possible, gain the favor of the remaining will of Grandmaster Tieyu, and manifest the martial arts."

"Of course, if things don't go well and you know there's no hope... then commit suicide. Dying in the Grandmaster's Manual will only deplete some of your essence, energy, and spirit. Although it will severely damage your vitality, your true body in the outside world will not perish."

At this point, Zhang Wei paused, his expression becoming solemn.
"But this doesn't mean absolute safety or that you won't perish. The Grandmaster's Manual also contains some special techniques that can be applied to the external reality to forcibly take lives!"

"And the most terrifying thing is not death or the lingering resentment of not being able to become a Grandmaster... but rather the complete inability to distinguish between reality and illusion, falling into three hundred years of history, endlessly repeating the cycle, and never being able to wake up again!"

"Even if they wake up, they might mistakenly believe they are the same person from three hundred years ago, Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, the butterfly dreaming of Zhuangzi, who am I, who is who? They will only end up going mad and delirious..."

Upon hearing this, many people present looked astonished, their faces turning pale as if they had realized something.

The true realm of intention is essentially a process of refining one's will and awakening one's primordial spirit step by step.

You all naturally know even more how terrifying this ability to completely distort and falsify cognition and memory is.

Some things are more terrifying than death.

"Alright, it's about time. Take a short break to adjust your breathing, and when you feel it's ready, you can enter the iron vein mine."

After saying this, Zhang Wei said no more and stepped aside.

The martial artists present exchanged glances, slightly hesitant.

After all, no one had told them about this information in the Grandmaster's Manual before.

Hearing the inside story now makes me a little apprehensive.

"What are you afraid of, gentlemen? I'll go ahead first. See you in the catalog!"

Upon seeing this, Shan Tongtian laughed heartily and strode forward.

The stone portal seemed to sense Shan Tongtian's thoughts, and immediately a wisp of clear light pulled Shan Tongtian inside.

"The bold get rich while the timid starve. I'm off!"

"Never mind, it's just a matter of seeking fortune in danger."

"It is a great honor for us descendants to be able to witness the magnificence of the Iron Jade Master from three hundred years ago. Let's go and take a look."

One by one, figures entered the stone portal.

Zhao Guangxi looked around but did not find Lu Jing.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, then he turned to Chen Shunan, Lin Shouzhou, and Zhou Qing and said...
"I will enter the Grandmaster's Record first. After you all unravel the mystery of the dream and awaken your memories, be sure to find each other and stick together for warmth."

Having said that, Zhao Guangxi moved swiftly and entered the stone portal.

Seeing this, Lin Shouzhou and Zhou Qing also went inside.

Among the group of martial artists, Hong Wuye noticed that no one was paying attention to him, so he suddenly moved his feet and was about to step forward.

Then, Zhang Wei appeared out of nowhere, standing right in front of him, and said coldly,

"You're from Sichuan, so know your place!"

Although Zhang Wei didn't care about the troubles and mischief caused by Hong Wuye and other Guolu gangs in Wuqing County, there was one thing he cared about.

These opportunities, which rightfully belong to the cultivators and martial arts community of the capital, cannot be allowed to be meddlesome by outsiders.

Upon hearing this, Hong Laowu flew into a rage, as if insulted, and spat out curses.

"Such prejudices and regional differences! The foreigners' powerful ships and cannons are almost at our doorstep, and we're still messing around with these outdated and pedantic things!"

"Hmm?" A cold glint flashed in Zhang Wei's eyes.

“…What the hell! Do you think I’m afraid of you? My one testicle is twice the size of yours, hehe, I don’t care!” Hong Wuye said as he pulled his leg back and sat down, still cursing under his breath.

Seeing this, Chen Shunan shook his head and chose a time that was neither too early nor too late, in the middle. With a thought, a clear light swept over and also fell into the Grandmaster's Record.

Fishpond Bureau, I, Chen, have arrived!

……

……

Zhu Tao opened his eyes.

The air was filled with the cheap scent of cosmetics and the decadent atmosphere of a night of pleasure.

The first thing that catches the eye is the peach-pink canopy embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a feeling of exhaustion spreads from the legs.

He moved instinctively, and his arm touched something warm and smooth. A disheveled, naked courtesan was curled up beside him, fast asleep.

A pair of three-inch bound feet, exposed to the air.

"who am I?"

"The eldest son of the Wei family in Wuqing County, who made his fortune selling steamed buns, got completely drunk last night at Cangfang Pavilion in an attempt to win the favor of the courtesan..."

Just then, a stream of spiritual energy, as clear and cool as an ice spring, completely out of place in this polluted environment, came from nowhere and ignored all obstacles, directly entering his ancestral aperture between his eyebrows!

"boom--!"

It was as if a thunderclap from the heavens had exploded deep within my soul!
"I am Zhu Tao!" "The Transport Captain of Shishi Temple, the Canal Transport Commissioner!"

"I am currently only stuck in the Grandmaster's Record, caught up in the historical memories of three hundred years ago that Grandmaster Tie is so obsessed with and can't forget!"

In an instant, my primal memories surged like a burst dam, instantly shattering the illusions of my dream.

At the same time, as he regained his memories, his martial arts realm also began to unfold.

His blood and qi surged wildly, like rivers carrying the moon; the power he wielded, led by the strength to slay the five thieves, flowed through his meridians.

The confusion and bewilderment in Zhu Tao's eyes vanished, replaced by a profound and cold gaze.

He slowly sat up, completely ignoring the woman beside him who had been startled awake and was about to complain coquettishly.

In his eyes, these 'natives' were nothing more than a mass of talking and laughing flesh and blood, and there was no need for them to communicate.

"How long will you continue to sink into this depravity!"

He gave a low shout, not loud, but as resounding as a great bell.

The spiritual energy within the ancestral aperture emitted a brilliant light.

Then, starting with him, the martial artists who were still immersed in the original memories of this small world, belonging to Fengchi Academy and Yueshan Academy, all woke up.

【Clearing Dust and Breaking Illusions】is a type of pure energy. As the name suggests, it can break most illusions and delusions from the womb.

Naturally, this was the 'sincerity' that Yu Xiaoquan showed after Zhu Tao agreed to cooperate with him.

What? This action breaks the rules and disregards the regulations of the Grandmaster's Manual?

The rules of the immortals are the rules!
After a while.

On the Hanozu Ferry, an inconspicuous red-headed boat.

Whoosh whoosh! !

A series of figures swept onto the deck, each with a different aura, and varying in height, weight, and build.

The canal gangs have a long history, and even three hundred years ago, they still had a considerable fleet of boats and pleasure boats that frequently drifted on the Banno Ferry.

Before entering the Grandmaster's Record, Zhu Tao had already consulted the county annals and ancient books on the Canal Gang, and knew that at this time, a Canal Gang ocean-going sailing ship would be permanently moored at the ferry crossing.

They had agreed beforehand that once they broke through their delusions and regained consciousness, they would gather here first.

"Is this Wuqing County three hundred years ago? It's not much different from now."

"I've gone to investigate. The so-called Wuqing County stretches from Maizhuang in the east to Funiu Lake in the west. Beyond that, it's like a mirage in the water, with no end in sight... I imagine that even with Master Tie's abilities, he couldn't possibly depict the entire Wuqing County in detail. It's just a place within a hundred miles!"

"Is everyone here?"

"Young Master Jiang is here!"

Suddenly, a burly, large figure darted aboard the red-headed boat.

Big eyes, big nose, big face, big feet, big butt, and a full beard; he walks so big that he takes up two lanes.

After proving his identity, Jiang Dahua looked at his bloated and ugly body, which resembled a square block of stone, with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

I don't know how this Grandmaster's Manual determined my appearance. I wouldn't say I have sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but I am of average appearance. How did I end up with such a body after entering this small world?

"Alright, it seems everyone's here."

Zhu Tao glanced at Jiang Dahua's appearance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, then gestured to introduce the two people behind him.
"In fact, this time, in addition to the joint efforts of my Fengchi Taoist Academy and Yueshan Taoist Academy, friends from the Furang Holy Sect have also come."

Two people walked out from behind Zhu Tao.

One of them was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a delicate face, even considered pretty, but she was completely bloodless, as white as freshly pasted window paper, while her lips were painted an unusually bright red.

"I am Wu Dou, the current Holy Maiden of the Fu Rang Holy Sect, and I greet you all."

The other person was a burly man who looked like a butcher.

The man said in a muffled voice.

"I am He Qiqiang, the contemporary Pure Altar Holy Son of the Furang Holy Sect."

The deity worshipped by the Fu Rang Holy Sect, the Great Black Heavenly Mother, when she split her body, her left eye transformed into a holy sun and her right eye into a dark moon.

Therefore, there have always been two holy sons and holy daughters in every dynasty.

Yin and Yang, shining like the sun and moon, blending together like water and milk, contain endless mysteries.

At this moment, they learned the identities of the two.

Many people present immediately changed their expressions.

The Fu Rang Holy Sect is a licentious religion, and its doctrines are capable of subverting and shaking the foundation of the Holy Dynasty's rule. It is a key target of the Holy Dynasty's crackdown.

Your Fengchi Taoist Academy has impeccable lineage, with most of its members being disciples of Baishan.

How come you're leading the collusion with cults?

and……

He Qiqiang?
This name sounds familiar. A few days ago, there was a guy named Shui San'er in Shuiwozi who failed to break through his cultivation realm, went into a qi deviation, and then disappeared. His name seems to be He Qiqiang.

Isn't this exciting?

Many of the martial artists in the mill looked at He Qiqiang with strange, eerie gazes.

Everyone here is someone I know.
He Qiqiang clearly noticed these strange looks, but kept his head down and didn't say anything.

"Alright, for this Grandmaster's Manual, let's join forces and first get rid of the people from Aoshan Dao Academy!"

"Then, we'll turn our attention to the dragon! We'll help it unleash a monstrous wave, completely engulf Wuqing County, destroy this small world, and force the remnant spirit of the Grandmaster to reveal itself!"

"At that time, everyone will use their own methods to compete for the remnant spirit of the Grandmaster!"

Zhu Tao's tone was resolute.

That's right, Zhu Tao and the others had no intention of helping the human side at all, and were instead focused on suppressing the demon tide.

It was nothing but a dream or illusion.

The natural choice is to maximize profits!

You must know that three hundred years ago, before the immortal descended from the sky and slew the dragon, even if Master Tieyu rallied the entire city's forces, they were no match for that dragon.

Since that's the case, why not take advantage of the situation, help the dragon's side, and before the immortals appear, sweep away all obstacles and flood Wuqing County?

"The task of finding that dragon is now entrusted to you two, Fu Rang Holy Sect members."

Zhu Tao looked at Wu Dou and He Qiqiang.

Martial artists cannot understand the mysteries of the universe, so they naturally lack the ability to divine the location of an object by counting on their fingers.

The Grandmaster's Manual is accessible only to martial artists; any immortal who tries to force their way in will face a counterattack from the residual will of Grandmaster Tie.

Even if it means mutual destruction, with everything reduced to ashes!
However, the followers of the Fu Rang Holy Sect, who practice licentious worship, have their own mysterious methods that are not part of the realm of magic, and can consult ghosts and gods and gather all kinds of beasts.

Therefore, Zhu Tao approached the Fu Rang Holy Sect.

and……

He Qiqiang was originally from Shuiwozi, so he could probably help Zhu Tao find those Shui San'er who had entered the Grandmaster's Record.

Let's eliminate the right and left arms of Aoshan Taoist Temple first!

(End of this chapter)