Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 342 Painting

Time seemed to have passed in just a moment, yet it also seemed to be as long as decades.

The cultivators who were still in the Immortal Tomb Cave Heaven were all staring blankly at the stars in the sky that were split into two. There was silence all around and no one spoke.

Even Su Dai and Zuo Yu were looking at the sword mark in shock, with an uproar in their hearts.

"Junior brother, you have already broken through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"

Zuo Yu was speechless and thought, "How can an ordinary incarnation master wield such a stunning sword?"

Su Dai had guessed this before, but the strength displayed by Anle was still far beyond her expectations.

Even the two of them were like this, not to mention Liuli, Lan Ruyu, Qin Li and others, who were all extremely shocked.

It's only been one night since we last met, and everyone is still searching for treasure in the immortal tomb. How come someone has been promoted to a god without saying anything?

The cultivator who had just tried to incite others turned pale and trembled all over, realizing how stupid the thing he had done was - he had actually wanted to attack a Divine Transformation cultivator?

The most surprised among them were the many disciples of Tianjian Palace.

Qin Li's eyes were dull, and he kept muttering: "This sword... this sword intent..."

He suddenly burst into tears, not out of fear, but out of the excitement and joy that a seeker feels when he sees the ultimate goal he is pursuing.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

The sword intent of this sword has reached a level that Qin Li cannot understand.

Although the other sword cultivators in Tianjian Palace were not as skilled in swordsmanship as Qin Li, they could not help but be shocked by this sword. They subconsciously comprehended the mysterious sword intent contained therein. The long swords beside several of them even hummed softly, as if they were about to be unsheathed!

"In just one night, his swordsmanship has reached such a level?"

The monks did not forget that Anle was just a novice who had just begun to learn the ropes yesterday. Such a talent for swordsmanship was so terrifying!

Someone remembered what Jian Sansan said, that he was born to be a genius in swordsmanship!

In fact, Anle’s talent did play a significant role, but what really led to his transformation in swordsmanship was his ups and downs in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The all-night fighting in the darkness shaped the foundation of Anle's swordsmanship. After learning the true face of the gods and experiencing setbacks and reshaping of his Taoist heart, the sword in his heart became sharper and stronger.

His swordsmanship is to protect the people of the Great Zhou, slay the gods from outer space, and ensure that all living beings are no longer viewed as pigs and sheep by the gods.

His sword contains the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, as well as all the people of the world!

With such an intention, in this world, it has become an insurmountable peak in the way of the sword!

A new entry had already appeared on Anle's dashboard:

【God Slayer (Platinum)】

In the crowd, the cultivator from Taixu Palace took a long time to come back to his senses: "Xia Jingnian, just died like this?"

Anle's move was so quick and decisive that almost no one could react.

A cultivator who was previously known as the strongest Nascent Soul cultivator in Taixu Palace in a thousand years died in front of them just like that. Everyone felt it was unreal.

Liuli couldn't help but feel worried: "Even if Fellow Daoist An has become a Divine Transformation cultivator, if he offends the Xia family, he will probably get into a lot of trouble."

Even though she was from Guanghan Palace, she had heard about the rampant families in Taixu Palace. The Xia family definitely had more than one God Transformation Master, and their network of relationships was intricate and difficult to deal with.

Lan Ruyu was rather happy, smiling broadly, and said, "Fellow Daoist An, if one day you can no longer stay in Taixu Palace, the gate of Creation Palace will always be open to you!"

Qin Li also spoke immediately: "Fellow Daoist An, why don't you come to the Heavenly Sword Palace? The title of the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Sword Palace belongs to you!"

Anle was in a slightly strange mood.

Why does it sound like he has already betrayed Taixu Palace?

But to be honest, Anle didn't take Xia Jingnian's dying threat seriously, or rather, he didn't take the entire Xia family seriously.

After going through a magnificent journey in history, Anle's gaze has been set on a more distant place. To him, some of the current things are like playing house with children.

As for killing Xia Jingnian, it was purely for the sake of clearing his mind.

It's as trivial as slapping a mosquito to death.

Liuli and others don’t understand this mentality, Zuo Yu doesn’t understand it, even Su Dai doesn’t understand it, only Hong Yingxue can understand it.

"My fellow Taoists, I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

Anle bowed to everyone and said, "I will definitely visit you all in the future."

These were not empty words. After learning the origins of the world's twelve top forces, Anle naturally had to visit them one by one to look for traces of old friends.

After saying that, Anle took Su Dai and the others and flew towards the exit of the Immortal Tomb Cave.

When Anle took a step out of the Immortal Tomb Cave, the morning sun just happened to shine on his face. The darkness on all sides was receding like a tide, revealing the desolate and vast wilderness. The light reflected on the rough gravel and dew on the tenacious weeds, making them sparkle.

This was originally a valley. The surrounding mountains were not too high, but the scenery was beautiful.

However, the fall of the divine light, coupled with the passage of tens of thousands of years, turned this place into a wasteland with little life.

When Anle looks at this scene now, he can't help but feel a little melancholy.

The power of time is so strong that it seems to be able to smooth out all the pain and traces.

Hong Yingxue gently held Anle's hand.

Anle glanced at her face and quickly cheered up.

Before he went to the Great Zhou, there was no change in the Great Wilderness, as if everything was a historical inevitability and nothing could be changed.

But Anle knew that some things were different from before.

The experience after crossing the light gate is not a flash of history, nor is it a dream, but something that really happened!

He had fought side by side with people who lived tens of thousands of years ago, discussed the Dharma with them, and walked a difficult journey with those respectable and like-minded Taoist friends. He had witnessed their sacrifices and the ruthlessness of the gods.

Therefore, Anle must take a big step forward and rescue Da Zhou from the Infinite Moment Stone as soon as possible to fulfill his promise.

But now, his strength is not enough.

******

Next, Anle and his group continued to advance deeper into the wilderness.

With Anle, the Jindan cultivator, leading the way, some dangerous situations that were originally extremely dangerous for Yuanying cultivators undoubtedly became commonplace.

But this does not mean that the wilderness is absolutely safe for them at this time. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and many more ghosts and monsters have appeared on this land. The field formed by the corpses of many big monsters still poses a certain threat. Even the cultivators who have reached the state of spiritual transformation have to be careful.

There are many strange things in the wilderness that even Anle cannot explain now.

For example, the diffuse gray fog, the piles of white bones in the gray fog, and the endless wars between gods and demons.

I don’t know if it is the evolution that has occurred over the past tens of thousands of years, or if there are existences that do not belong to this world at all that have infiltrated in.

After all, Anle's strength had not yet fully recovered. To be on the safe side, he did not rush to the depths of the wilderness at the fastest speed.

Along the way, Anle did not hide anything from Su Dai and Zuo Yu, and gave a relatively brief account of his experiences during this period.

After hearing this, both of them were extremely shocked and their minds were unstable.

If you tell others about these thrilling and bizarre experiences, no one would believe it, but they actually happened to Anle.

Su Dai felt mixed emotions and said with emotion: "My husband has worked hard over the years."

She felt regretful. If she could have stepped into the light door with Anle at that time, perhaps she could have helped Anle share some of the pressure and gone through the ups and downs of history with him.

Anle gently hugged Su Dai's delicate body and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm still the same as before."

"If I hadn't always been thinking about you and the future, I might not have survived so many dangerous situations."

Hong Yingxue's pretty face was slightly resentful, and she whispered quietly: "It was obviously me who came here first."

"Wait until I recover my physical body..."

The boy in green clothes beside him also listened to Anle's story and couldn't help but sigh: "So this is my life story."

"My master is indeed a very powerful person."

Anle looked at him and said, "Since Third Brother has entrusted you to me, you will be my boy from now on."

"Do you have a name?"

The boy in green shook his head blankly: "Never before."

"When I was born with intelligence, my master's mental state was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and his memory was fuzzy, so he didn't give me a name."

Hearing this, Anle said confidently: "To be honest, I am quite accomplished in naming. Let me name you."

The boy in green clothes didn't know the truth and said happily, "That's great. Please give me a name."

Hong Yingxue and Su Dai's brows twitched. Thinking of names like "Xiao Xiaohong" and "Xiao Bai", they had a bad feeling.

"Why not just call you... Xiao Xiaoqing..."

Before Anle could even say the word "Qing", Hong Yingxue interrupted him and said, "Danqing! I think Danqing is a good name, so let's use it, okay?"

"Danqing..."

Anle chewed on the name and felt that it was indeed a little better than his own "Xiao Xiaoqing", so he had to say it.

"In that case, your name will be Danqing."

Su Dai looked at Hong Yingxue approvingly, and the two women reached a wonderful consensus at this moment.

The boy in green murmured, "From now on, my name will be Danqing."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body trembled slightly, and there were rising and falling sounds of Taoism, and obscure and deep Taoism rhymes spread out, as if a mysterious understanding was transmitted to the minds of Anle and others.

Anle looked surprised; he had not expected such a sudden change.

But after thinking about it, he guessed it roughly.

Danqing's real body is an ordinary sapling, but it was transplanted in front of the immortal tomb by Xuanhui. It was watered with magic power and could feel the Taoist sound and rhythm of the Taoist tree at close range. After years of baptism, it became more and more magical.

But unlike ordinary cultivators, Danqing hardly cultivates his magic power.

In terms of magical power, he may not be as good as a Jindan cultivator, but in terms of understanding of the Tao, not to mention the many cultivators in the secular world, even Anle cannot compare to him!

The simple stretch of his hand just now sent Anle and the others out of the Immortal Tomb, and he was also able to shrink them and take them into his body, which was enough to show the extraordinary ability of Danqing.

As for a name, it seems to be just a code name and has little meaning.

But for some ancient beings, even gods, true names have mysterious powers.

Anle might be noticed just by thinking of the name of Holy Mother Tianyuan, but by reciting the real name of Dahuang, he could communicate with Him.

Danqing's previous Taoist rhyme and Taoist ideas were like rootless duckweed and had never been connected with this world.

And Anle gave him a name, which was equivalent to branding him, allowing his extremely deep roots to take root.

After a while, the melody of Tao Yin gradually dissipated.

Danqing opened his eyes, and he seemed the same as before, but his aura had undergone some subtle changes, which even made Anle feel a little dangerous.

He bowed deeply to the ground and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the name."

Anle's mouth twitched. He had never thought of accepting disciples, but for some reason, he had more and more disciples.

Su Dai and others looked at Danqing in surprise, feeling that this boy seemed stronger than them.

Su Dai asked: "Husband, what realm is he in now?"

Anle smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Speaking of which, the realms are actually divided for mediocre people. Those who are born divine and powerful stand at the top of the world as soon as they are born. Why do they need to know about the levels of Qi training and foundation building?"

"Danqing's situation is similar, but don't underestimate him. If he attacks with all his strength, I might lose."

Danqing was confused and didn't understand what he said. He just scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Hey, how can I be so awesome?"

Afterwards, Anle passed the secret method of Shenzang to Zuo Yu and Su Dai, asking them to try to enter the Shenzang space first and remove the impurities in it.

The experience in the Great Zhou Dynasty has proved that the Shenzang Secret Method is definitely a bright and smooth path. It can be carried out in parallel with the conventional path of cultivating immortals and can also enable cultivators to have stronger combat power.

However, in the process of spreading the Dharma, Anle once again felt the malicious surveillance.

Anle already had some guesses about the owner of the malicious gaze.

******

three days later.

Deep in the wilderness, among the mountains shrouded in gray fog.