A man from the Big Dipper, starting his charlatanship at Mount Tai.

"Don't worry about it. The Origin Book has captured all the wonders of heaven and earth and is extremely precious."

“Now that I have obtained the Origin Book from the Zhang family, I will naturally not treat the Zhang family unfairly.”

Lin Xiu reached out, and a wisp of unique Daoist rhyme containing Daoist sound surged from his palm, swirling in the air and radiating a vast Daoist rhyme, as if carrying the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Its name is... [The Daoist Rhyme of the Daoist Scriptures]!

The different Daoist rhythms that Lin restored had different effects, with the "scripture Daoist rhythms" that he replicated being the most miraculous.

With the help of this Daoist rhyme, cultivators can more easily embark on the path of cultivation, and can also directly obtain a certain level of cultivation through this Daoist rhyme.

.......

Master Zhang held his breath. Although he did not understand cultivation, he instinctively felt the immense power contained in the Daoist aura.

"Relax your mind and guide it into your body," Lin Xiu said.

Master Zhang closed his eyes and did as instructed.

The Taoist scriptures and their essence slowly drifted down, touching the center of Qi's brow, and then disappeared into Qi Zong.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, every pore on Zhang Wuye's body opened, releasing a faint, clear light. A roaring sound, like a rushing river, emanated from his aged body!

That's blood surging, a life force dormant for many years being fully awakened!

At the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Sea of ​​Suffering is opened from nothingness! The waves of the Sea of ​​Suffering surge and gush, the spring of life gushes forth, and the divine bridge spans the sky, leading directly to the other shore! The entire process is smooth and effortless!

The Dao Palace Secret Realm trembled! The five divine treasures resonated in unison, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys emitted five-colored divine light!

The barrier of the Four Extremes Secret Realm was shattered by the torrent of essence contained in the Daoist rhyme!

Old Master Zhang's white hair turned black, his wrinkles smoothed out, and his hunched back straightened. His cloudy eyes became clear and sharp, and his skin shone with a jade-like luster.

A powerful aura belonging to a cultivator of the Four Extremes Secret Realm erupted from his body!

The tables and chairs inside the room trembled, and dust fell from the walls.

Ye Fan's eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg.

So this is... the four poles?

He cultivated diligently, enduring countless hardships, and only reached the first level of the Dao Palace. This old man, on the other hand, with a single burst of Daoist energy, directly soared to the Fourth Heaven!

Although Master Lin said that it might be difficult to make any progress after using this method, ... this is the Fourth Extreme! A realm that many cultivators can't reach in their entire lives!

After a few breaths, Master Zhang slowly opened his eyes.

He looked down at his hands, which had become firm and strong, and felt the divine power surging within him like a river, as well as the immense power that seemed capable of punching through mountains.

Not a dream.

He really did become a monk!

"Pfft!"

Master Zhang knelt down again, tears streaming down his face.

"Immortal Master, I will never forget your kindness in saving my life! From this day forward, whatever your command, I will obey without hesitation, even at the cost of my life!"

Lin Xiu helped Zhang Wuye up with a sigh: "Get up, Zhang Wuye. There will be many things you'll need to worry about in this village in the future."

"You're old but still vigorous, and capable people should do more. You should contribute more to Shizhai, shouldn't you?"

"Yes Yes!"

"Keep giving! Keep giving!"

Uncle Zhang stood up excitedly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Zhang Wuye hurriedly turned around and searched the room. He dragged an old wooden box from under the bed, unlocked it, and took out several items.

A stone garment made of fragments of divine essence, shimmering with iridescent light.

A map meticulously tanned from animal hide, with intricate lines.

Several notebooks with yellowed paper and neat handwriting record the explorations and speculations of ancestors about Zishan Mountain.

“Immortal Master, these… are the things left behind by our ancestors. Please accept them!” Master Zhang presented them with both hands.

Lin Xiu took the important mission item from Master Zhang, and after confirming that it was correct, he threw it into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Chapter 128 An Old Man's Youthful Exuberance (Third Update)

After throwing the important mission item given to him by Master Zhang into the Sea of ​​Wheels, Lin Xiu discussed some specific matters about entering Purple Mountain with Master Zhang.

As noon approached, the discussion continued, and soon smoke began to rise from the village.

Master Zhang insisted that Lin Xiu and his companion stay for a meal, saying he wanted to fulfill his duty as a host.

When the villagers heard that there were distinguished guests and that Master Zhang had received a divine blessing, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as they looked at Master Zhang's white hair turning black.

Shocked, the villagers were overjoyed and brought out all the wine and meat they had treasured in their homes.

In the open space in the center of Shizhai, a dozen wooden tables were set up. Large pots were stewing meat, earthenware basins were filled with vegetables, and rough porcelain bowls were filled with homemade fruit wine. Men, women, and children sat around them, their laughter ringing out.

Wang Shu and Lei Bo squatted by the pot, eagerly waiting for the meat to cook, when their mother grabbed their ears and dragged them back to their seats.

......

"Master Lin, young friend Ye, our village is poor and we have nothing to offer you. Please don't find our food too harsh."

Master Zhang raised his bowl to offer a toast, his face ruddy and his spirits high, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.

After Lin Xiu corrected him, Master Zhang also changed how he addressed Lin Xiu and Ye Fan.

Since we're all so familiar with each other, it's really inappropriate to still call each other "Immortal" or something like that.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you saying? I've come here to eat at a farmhouse restaurant to experience the local customs and culture."

Lin Xiu smiled slightly and raised his bowl to drink a little.

Ye Fan was quite uninhibited, eating large chunks of meat, drinking heartily, and playing drinking games with several young men next to him, creating a lively atmosphere.

However, amidst the commotion...

"Boom!"

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar, growing louder as they approached, like muffled thunder.

The villagers' smiles froze on their faces, children hid in their mothers' arms, and men put down their bowls and chopsticks, their eyes filled with terror.

Master Zhang's face also darkened.

Even if he heard the sound of horses' hooves in his dream, he would be suddenly awakened!

.......

The sound of hooves stopped at the entrance of the village, and as the dust settled, dozens of riders were revealed. The leader was a burly man with a full beard, shirtless, with a hideous scar on his chest. He rode a magnificent black horse, a ghost-headed saber at his waist, and his fierce eyes swept over the villagers as if they were livestock.

He is Liu Dahuzi, the bandit leader in the original novel.

Liu Dahuzi was followed by more than thirty riders, each with a fierce look on their faces and holding weapons. Several burlap sacks were hanging on the backs of their horses, bulging and full, their contents unknown.

"Wow? It's getting lively here!"

"Old Zhang, is the source ready for this month?" Liu the Bearded Man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Master Zhang stood up, walked to the front of the open space, and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:

"Master Liu, this month... the village is really struggling, we've only managed to scrape together twenty catties of yuan. Could you perhaps grant us a few more days?"

"Twenty jin?"

"I want fifty catties. You're trying to fool me with twenty catties?" Liu the Bearded Man narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint in them.

"Master Liu, this is truly..." Although Master Zhang had recovered...

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Don't think I don't know! You must have stolen the source, that's why you embarked on the path of cultivation!"

"You dare to come to me with your black hair without even dyeing it? Do you think I'm blind?!"

Liu Dahuzi interrupted him, pointing his whip at the villagers.

"I told you last time, if you don't pay up, I'll take people to the mine to pay off the debt! Looks like you didn't take my words to heart?"

Liu Dahuzi's gaze swept across the crowd and suddenly settled on a young girl.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a faded cloth dress. She had delicate features, but her face was pale at the moment. She was tightly holding the arm of the woman next to her, who was none other than Wang Shu's older sister.

In the original novel, when Ye Fan arrived at Shizhai, Wang Shu's sister had already been kidnapped and was only rescued later.

However, since Ye Fan and Lin Xiu arrived early, Wang Shu's sister was still in the village.

.......

"Let's choose her."

"This little wench is pretty. Let's catch her and have some fun with the brothers. Then we can sell her to the mine to make some money."

"Come back to redeem them when you've gathered all the resources!"

The bandits burst into laughter and urged their horses forward.

"do not want!"

The girl screamed in terror, and the woman desperately protected her daughter, crying out, "No!"

Zhang Wuye stood in front of the mother and daughter, and said in a deep voice, "Master Liu, we will replenish the resources in the village as soon as possible. Arresting people... isn't that against the rules?"

"Rules?" Liu the Bearded Sneered. "I am the rule! Get out of my way! Or you'll be arrested too!"

Master Zhang didn't move, still standing in front of the group of bandits.

Liu the Bearded's face darkened: "Looking for death?"

A bandit charged out from behind him on horseback, his long saber aimed at Zhang Wuye's head! The blade flashed fiercely, clearly an attempt to kill and establish his authority!

The villagers gasped in surprise, and the girl screamed with her eyes closed.

Faced with the approaching saber, Master Zhang suddenly raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently pinched it.

"Clang!"

The blade stopped between two fingers, unable to advance any further.