Chapter 661
Zhang Shijie finished speaking, and almost everyone in the courtyard wore a look of rapture, clearly having gained profound insights.
Once she took her seat, Xie Qingxue stood up and said, “Yuan Shangren has spoken of the Dharma body, and Zhang Shangren has shared the Yang Shen method. Your breadth of mind has truly impressed me. I, lacking in talent, have not created my own transformation method, so I can only borrow from our ancestor’s ‘Qingping Sword Technique’ to offer a few insights.”
The atmosphere in the courtyard grew even more fervent.
The ‘Qingping Sword Technique’ ultimately originated from the revered Tianhe, and Xie Qingxue’s generosity, inspired by the actions of the two elders, showcased her remarkable character.
After Xie Qingxue finished speaking, Jiao Wuji stepped forward a couple of paces, a bit nervous, and said, “The ‘Wanyao Zhenjie’ is not a secret within our sect. I witnessed how the Demon Ancestor created it, and I have some small insights… especially regarding how to merge different bloodlines to create a Dharma body.”
This was a pleasant surprise for Zheng Fa.
The Shenxiao Dharma body was not entirely suitable for him—after all, he possessed the Fusang wood.
How to use his own bloodline as a foundation to merge with the Shenxiao Dharma body was one of the current challenges.
In this regard, the Wanyao Zhenjie from the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, particularly the research process behind it, held immense value.
Once Jiao Wuji finished speaking, everyone fell into deep thought.
These four methods of cultivation—one from the Demon Ancestor and one from the revered Tianhe—were not to be taken lightly.
The Bagua Yang Shen method could stir the Heavenly Dao, bringing down innate divine abilities.
Even the Shenxiao Dharma body contained supreme thunder laws capable of contending with the Heavenly Sovereign.
None of these were ordinary.
For all cultivators, hearing even one of these methods was enlightening, and now, with all four being discussed together, this small courtyard felt like a paradise to them.
After two days of contemplation, Zheng Fa slowly said, “Now, based on these four methods, a new technique has already taken shape, broadly speaking…”
As he shared his thoughts on the technique, Zhang Shijie pointed her flying brush in the air, and the innate Bagua diagram flashed. Frowning, she said, “The feasibility of this technique is less than fifty percent. Firstly, the Shenxiao Dharma body and the Fusang wood conflict with each other, and it needs further modification, but I’m not sure how…”
Yan Wushuang couldn’t help but speak up, “I… I have an idea.”
“Hmm?”
Zheng Fa looked at him, his gaze encouraging.
“I’ve learned a kind of thunder law that can avoid this conflict…”
After he finished, Zheng Fa turned to Zhang Shijie.
The innate Bagua diagram shifted, and a smile appeared in Zhang Shijie’s eyes: “There’s an eighty percent chance. It needs further modification, but it’s indeed insightful.”
Hearing this, Yan Wushuang couldn’t help but break into a broad smile, puffing out his chest and feeling a bit proud.
His words seemed to have dispelled everyone’s final reservations.
“We can give it a try…”
“There’s a method in the Great Freedom True Law that resembles this.”
“Actually, that’s not really necessary.”
…
The Dharma assembly lasted for over a month.
Sitting among them, Yan Wushuang felt as if this month had flown by, yet upon reflection, he realized so much had happened:
He witnessed the Blood River Ancestor exchanging insights with Shijie about being a vessel spirit.
He saw Jiao Wuji and the elder halfway through a discussion, suddenly revealing their Dharma bodies and starting a competition.
Even the nearby Jiushan Yuanying, if he felt something was off, dared to boldly speak up and suggest modifications.
Everyone was comprehending the Dao.
Everyone was sharing their teachings.
He had a feeling that in this month, he had grasped more about the Dao than in his entire life.
Not only that, but the techniques he created far exceeded his expectations—he didn’t even realize he could have such brilliant ideas.
He was also unaware that discussing the Dao could be so open and exhilarating, making one forget the passage of time.
When the Dharma assembly concluded, it wasn’t just Yan Wushuang; everyone wore a look of wistfulness.
The Blood River Ancestor said softly, “Is it over?”
Zhang Shijie nodded, “From the calculations, this technique has a ninety percent certainty. To perfect it, it can only be tested in practice.”
Everyone understood that discussions and calculations had their limits.
To succeed, Zheng Fa would need to personally undergo the transformation.
The Blood River Ancestor looked at the small booklet in Zheng Fa’s hand, glancing at the three characters on the cover, and suddenly smiled, “When I lost my physical body, I never dreamed I would one day create such an extraordinary technique…”
Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes glimmered with a hint of pride.
“Don’t say that; I never thought so either…” Xie Qingxue looked at the Blood River Ancestor, a smile in her eyes, “I can discuss techniques with the Demon Sect cultivators and the great saints of the demon race, and it feels exhilarating.”
As soon as Xie Qingxue said this, everyone exchanged glances, and they couldn’t help but laugh.
Yan Wushuang, sitting in his chair, also broke into a wide grin.
He understood his Shijie’s words all too well: the Tianhe Sect had always been at odds with the Demon Sect. In the past, when he killed Demon Sect disciples, he felt nothing but satisfaction.
But now, discussing the immortal path with these Demon Sect transformation cultivators, regardless of their backgrounds, felt… exhilarating in a different way.
He looked at Zheng Fa, feeling increasingly amazed—Jiushan Sect, no, Zheng Fa’s Jiushan Sect was truly different.
But looking at Zheng Fa’s face, he suddenly felt it bore four words:
“It should be this way.”
…
Yan Wushuang returned to his own courtyard and took out the Tongjian. He noticed it was trembling, and a thought crossed his mind.
Sure enough, when he opened the Lingxin, his father’s video call came through:
“You ungrateful brat, have you been avoiding me for over a month?”
As soon as Yan Zhangmen saw him, he scolded him, but his expression seemed to relax a bit.
In the past, Yan Wushuang might have retorted, complained, or even fired back.
But after the Dharma assembly, he felt as if he had transcended. Looking at his father, he even felt a strange sense of superiority and compassion:
“What I’m doing, Dad, you wouldn’t understand.”
His expression was gentle, carrying a hint of pity, as if he felt Yan Zhangmen was too lowly to engage in conversation.
“Ungrateful brat!” Yan Zhangmen exploded with rage, as if he wanted to jump into the Tongjian and give him a beating.
The figure of the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor appeared on the screen, pulling Yan Zhangmen back, looking at Yan Wushuang with curiosity in his eyes: “What have you done?”
…
“Creating a new method, you?”
…
“The ‘Huangting Jing’?”
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 466: Too Proud, Let Me Help You
“Does this ‘Huangting Jing’ integrate three methods and form its own school? Can it truly achieve dual cultivation of life and death, preserving the spirit and illuminating me?” The Jiuyou Demon Ancestor stared at Yan Wushuang in the Tongjian, his brow furrowed, seemingly doubting the truth of these words.
Seeing his disbelief, Yan Wushuang felt a bit indignant and said, “I can recite the technique from memory; how could it be false?”
Yan Zhangmen sneered, “You, an outsider, can know this technique? Can it really be true?”
His tone not only belittled Yan Wushuang but also expressed disbelief in Zheng Fa’s character.
Yan Wushuang’s face turned red: “Do you think Zheng Fa is deceiving me? Do you think I’m foolish?”
“Yes.”
“...Then what about Shijie? She was present and contributed a lot to this technique!”
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhangmen and the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor exchanged glances, both at a loss for words.
In terms of combat power, Xie Qingxue might not match Yan Zhangmen, but since the Tianhe method only reached the combined stage, there was no essential difference between the two.
Yan Wushuang was easily deceived, but Xie Qingxue was certainly not someone who would easily trust others.
“What does your Shijie say?”
“Shijie said this scripture encompasses myriad methods, and the five sects’ techniques will all be considered external paths in the future, not worth mentioning!”
“…”
This statement was too lofty, and it even insulted the Tianhe Sect’s techniques.
Yan Zhangmen looked at the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor and saw a complex expression on his face, as if he had thought of something. He turned back to ask Yan Wushuang, “Can your Shijie cultivate the ‘Huangting Jing’?”
Hearing this, Yan Wushuang scratched the back of his head, seeming a bit uncertain: “She should be able to; I saw Shijie was very happy, saying the Tianhe method finally saw a path forward.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhangmen’s expression grew excited: “Can this ‘Huangting Jing’ connect with the ‘Qingping Sword Technique’?”
“Yeah!”
The Jiuyou Demon Ancestor’s expression became increasingly dazed, but then he heard Yan Wushuang bluntly say, “Dad, don’t ask anymore; I can’t possibly tell you this technique.”
“…”
“Moreover, there’s a Demon Ancestor present.”
The Jiuyou Demon Ancestor looked at Yan Wushuang in the Tongjian with a cold expression. Seeing his determined and defensive demeanor, he didn’t say anything further, remaining silent.
Yan Zhangmen stole a glance at him, seemingly worried that his son’s bluntness would provoke the Demon Ancestor, and changed the subject:
“Alright, I’ll tentatively believe that your ‘Huangting Jing’ is real. With your insights, can you have any contributions to this scripture?”
Yan Wushuang, seeing his father’s disbelief, exploded:
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