Chapter 225
“Xingyun, buyu, and zhiyu lei—among these, buyu requires a higher level of control over thunder techniques, while zhiyu lei demands less control but a greater amount of spiritual energy.”
Zheng Fa nodded.
After a period of experimentation, their current understanding of cloud, rain, and thunder was entirely from a laser perspective.
For instance, xingyun and buyu are both methods to produce rain, differing only in energy intensity and duration.
As for zhiyu, it was more straightforward—using high-energy lasers to generate heat, vaporizing the water droplets in the clouds and dispersing them.
Just moments ago, Zheng Fa had expended nearly one-tenth of his spiritual energy to disperse the rain clouds over a single mountain peak.
Now, he faced two significant challenges.
The first was that his precision in controlling rainwater had yet to reach the millimeter level.
The second was that he could not use zhiyu lei on a large scale, nor could he produce rainwater in significant quantities.
Ultimately, it came down to his ability to control spiritual energy and the total amount he possessed, both of which were still lacking.
…
In the Xuanwei Realm, the Jiu Shan Sect was now in sight.
After explaining the differences between the new and old methods to a few people, Elder Han had left with the distracted Yan Wushuang.
Sister Zhang had not engaged in a deep conversation with Zheng Fa either; she seemed to be processing this astonishing revelation.
Even their senior sister, who was carrying them, appeared somewhat silent.
It was only when they saw the familiar nine mountain peaks that Sister Zhang turned to Zheng Fa and asked, “What do you think of the Qingyang Dao Body now?”
She didn’t even ask what Zheng Fa’s choice was, as if she already had her mind made up.
“We shouldn’t throw the baby out with the bathwater. I don’t know what the new method of the Tianhe Zunzhang is about,” Zheng Fa pondered. “But if we want to forge a new path, the current immortal techniques are also an important reference—after all, spiritual energy is always external.”
This was the part Zheng Fa had been struggling to understand:
Any discussion about immortal techniques had a major premise—
Spiritual energy was inherently external, and Zheng Fa even suspected that the fluctuations in spiritual energy were related to this fact.
What on earth had the Tianhe Zunzhang created that made the practitioners of the old methods so intolerant?
At this thought, Zheng Fa suddenly had an idea:
Could it be that the Tianhe Zunzhang wanted to completely localize spiritual energy?
It was somewhat akin to modern times, where one country invests in another, initially aiming to reap profits and then withdraw.
But then the host country says, “No, you can’t take the profits; you have to leave the principal behind too…”
The more Zheng Fa thought about it, the more peculiar his expression became.
Could the Tianhe Zunzhang also traverse to the modern world?
Just a bit further south than himself…
…
The Jiu Shan Patriarch looked just as he always did—like Sister Zhang.
Sister Zhang watched “herself” squatting on the ground, playing with ants using a dry twig, her face darkening.
“Oh? You two came together?” The Jiu Shan Patriarch turned and exclaimed with delight upon seeing them. “Do you have some brilliant ideas?”
“I have something to consult with you, Patriarch.”
“Consult?”
The Jiu Shan Patriarch flicked the twig away and clapped his hands. “What is it?”
“Previously, I was fortunate enough to receive your blessing of Qingyang Qi, and I have now successfully cultivated the Qingyang Dao Body.”
The Jiu Shan Patriarch nodded, signaling him to continue.
“However, I am currently also practicing the Shenxiao Yulei Zhenfa. Are you familiar with this technique, Patriarch?”
“Of course, your master practiced this.”
“Now, there’s a problem with this technique…”
Zheng Fa explained how his thunder seed had been replaced by that tender sprout.
The Jiu Shan Patriarch looked somewhat puzzled. After a moment of thought, he said, “I’m not familiar with this. The Qingyang Qi… was actually prepared by the original self for himself.”
“The original Patriarch?”
Zheng Fa recalled that the Jiu Shan Patriarch had once told him he was a fragment of the original Jiu Shan Patriarch’s soul, who had already merged with the Mountain River True Form Talisman.
“Yes, he initially considered abandoning the Jiu Shan spiritual vein and changing his foundation. He actually made many preparations,” the Jiu Shan Patriarch explained. “Using Qingyang Qi to transform into the Qingyang Dao Body was one of the plans.”
“From this perspective, the Qingyang Dao Body is indeed extraordinary…”
Sister Zhang murmured from the side.
Zheng Fa silently nodded.
He didn’t know the cultivation level of the original Jiu Shan Patriarch, but it must have been stronger than Yuanying.
Although the Jiu Shan Patriarch was a unique transformation, making it difficult to gauge his true strength.
But one must remember, the Jiu Shan spiritual vein he abandoned had supported the Jiu Shan Sect for tens of thousands of years, giving rise to more than one or two Yuanying.
Such a person could regard the Qingyang Qi as a treasure, even as a choice for reshaping his foundation—this clearly indicated that the Qingyang Dao Body was indeed remarkable.
“As for the Qingyang Dao Body… the original self had only heard a fragment of a saying, seemingly passed down from ancient times, and felt that this thing was a treasure…”
The Jiu Shan Patriarch furrowed his brow, as if deep in thought, and slowly said:
“Zifu Dongtian, Qingyang Huaiqi. Mastering the records of all immortals, opening the beginning of the law…”
He recited a passage but seemed to forget the rest, scratching his head in frustration.
If Zheng Fa had seen this expression on “Sister Zhang” any other day, he would have appreciated it. But now, he was completely distracted and blankly continued:
“Ziqi Liancheng. Great compassion and great vows, great sage and great mercy. Qingyang rises, Zifu Donghua Emperor…”
“Wait, you’ve heard this too?”
The Jiu Shan Patriarch asked in surprise.
Zheng Fa, lost in thought, replied, “I’ve seen it…”
He had seen it in modern times.
This passage came from the “Donghua Dijun Bao Gao.”
Before coming here, he had specifically searched online for information about “Qingyang,” and this excerpt had appeared.
Donghua Dijun, also known as Dong Wang Gong.
He was said to be the foremost male immortal of ancient times.
Another title—Fusang Emperor.
He glanced at the spiritual sprout within him. Was this thing—Fusang wood?
Was he preparing to grow a sun?
“Junior Brother, what are you thinking about?”
Zheng Fa shook his head, unsure how to express himself to the sister he trusted the most.
He had long known that the relationship between the modern world and the Xuanwei Realm was close, with physical laws and biological forms being the same.
When he first received the divine light of the five elements, he felt a sense of familiarity, having also researched some texts and modern symbols.
Those things could only be described as somewhat relevant, offering no real help in cultivation, and he had to keep such doubts to himself.
But he never expected to hear a passage from the “Donghua Dijun Bao Gao” that was almost identical to what the Jiu Shan Patriarch had just recited…
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 215: The Ultimate Version of Borrowing a Brain
Now, the Jiu Shan Patriarch was merely a fragment of a soul, and he didn’t possess much more information.
It seemed that the original Patriarch had not understood this Dao Body very well either.
After chatting for a while, seeing that the Patriarch didn’t have more information, Zheng Fa took his leave.
“Are you leaving already?” The Jiu Shan Patriarch was momentarily taken aback and turned to the three of them.
“I have limited time and need to further contemplate the Mountain River True Form Talisman. Do you have any instructions, Patriarch?” Zheng Fa asked, noticing his expression.
“No, you all go ahead,” the Jiu Shan Patriarch sighed. “Everyone is so busy.”
“…”
“I still want to hear what you’ve been up to outside.”
The Jiu Shan Patriarch added.
What was with this tone of a lonely elder?
It made sense; this Patriarch was confined to the Jiu Shan Sect.
Aside from the once-in-a-decade Immortal Product Conference, he had no other opportunities to go out.
Usually, not many people came to visit him.
It truly gave off a sense of loneliness.
As they walked up the mountain, Zheng Fa turned back to see the Jiu Shan Patriarch still gazing at them from a distance.
“Is the Patriarch always this lonely?” Zheng Fa turned to ask Sister Zhang.
“How many people in our sect can reach this Ninth Peak?”
Zheng Fa suddenly realized that this Ninth Peak was indeed his master’s domain.
“The sect leader doesn’t like to go out, and my master also sits alone on the Seventh Peak. Uncle Pang is busy with various matters…” Sister Zhang continued to explain. “Moreover, the Patriarch’s mind is like that of a child; others don’t take him seriously.”
Zheng Fa nodded.
He understood that he and Sister Zhang were likely valued by the Patriarch for their ability to “come up with ideas.”
“As for the Patriarch’s current strength…”
“In the spiritual formation of the Jiu Shan Sect, he possesses the power of Yuanying.”
This meant that outside the Jiu Shan Sect, he wouldn’t have that strength.
“This one… is merely a fragment of a soul, lacking in spiritual intelligence, and his strength is severely limited.” Sister Zhang glanced at the Jiu Shan Patriarch. “He cannot cultivate, and his mind has not matured; there’s nothing we can do.”
Zheng Fa fell into deep thought, saying nothing more as they arrived at the location of the Mountain River True Form Talisman.
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