Chapter 0002: The Immortal Qin and the Di Dao, the Celestial Void's Vassal
Get up and leave
This rune was crafted by a master of the Tianxu Sect. With this rune for defense, the Mountain Lord cannot enter this Xiaogang Village
This longbow appears to be crafted from fine iron, with a bowstring made from beast sinew, which was forged by the ancestors of the Zhang family, enduring for a thousand years without deterioration
Zhang Yue nodded and said: "Come, A Long, A Hu, let's cultivate together!"
Two individuals walked out of the house. This is a two-entry courtyard located in the center of the village, which is surrounded by a stone wall one zhang high. Above the stone wall, runes faintly emit a glow.
Is there really a way to break through my current predicament and help me overcome this difficult situation
Zhang Sheng is merely an ordinary mortal, unable to cultivate. Ten years ago, during a great flood in his hometown, he fled to this place, fainting from hunger at the village entrance. He was taken in by the Zhang family and became dependent on them, serving as an ordinary servant. Such servants each have their own responsibilities, and there are approximately three to five others in the Zhang family.
At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, there are three villages and ten hamlets, with over a thousand ordinary people. However, among them, only four have successfully refined their qi: Zhang Yue, Fu Bo, Zhang Long, and Zhang Hu.
Think carefully, think it over
Who am I, who am I, am I Wang Shouyi, the first general of the Wang family of the Xianqin Di Dao Hou, who opened up the outer world? Or am I Zhang Yue, the young boy of the Zhang family, a vassal of the Tianxu Sect, who listens to the sound of the birds? Who exactly am I?
He picked up the three-stone hard bow, slowly drew it back, and suddenly the bow resembled a full moon
But it can only draw a curved moon with a bow, and can no longer stretch even an inch
At this moment, two young boys approached from a distance. Zhang Long was tall and sturdy, with an exceptionally honest demeanor, while Zhang Hu had a robust appearance, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
The responsibility of the Zhang family is to protect the safety and well-being of the ordinary people in the three villages and ten hamlets at the foot of Nanshan Mountain
In fact, this place is not the ancestral home of the Zhang family. Originally, the Zhang family possessed a spiritually significant site at the mountain gate, but with each generation, their fortunes declined, and they ultimately had to relocate to Xiaogang Village in the southern mountains.
I want to be promoted to the Fourth Heaven, to open the family’s secret records, and to find a way to save the Yang Ling Tree
Zhang Yue smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Is that big beast, the mountain lord, causing trouble for people again?"
The area of the training ground is ten zhang in circumference, paved with bluestone, and not a speck of dust can be found. Zhang Sheng is meticulous in his work, and he truly keeps it clean.
Although Zhangjia is in ruins, it still retains them
Although the tiger demon is strong, it would not be a problem if Zhang's parents were present
This thin porridge is clear, white, and thick, exuding an indescribable fragrance that wafts through the air, providing an unparalleled sense of comfort
Zhang Yue couldn't help but burst into laughter
Zhang Yue said resentfully
It was merely a slight movement, yet it was incredibly resolute, imbued with boundless faith, as if to convey to Uncle Fu, "Believe in me!"
On the longbow, there are numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4 ... ...
Zhang family belongs to the Tianxu Sect as a vassal, unlike those solitary cultivators. They receive the protection of the Tianxu Sect, and of course, they also bear corresponding responsibilities
Young master, it is nothing. You will definitely be able to break through the third level of the Condensation Origin.
Suddenly, the laughter ceased, and Zhang Yue gave a slight nod to Uncle Fu
The two individuals headed straight for the training ground behind the courtyard
This troublesome mountain spirit is a tiger demon residing on the southern mountain. In the past two years, it has encountered fortuitous opportunities, growing increasingly powerful, and has occasionally descended the mountain to harm people
Finally breaking free from the world one belongs to, joining the Xianqin Didao Hou family, advancing step by step, and becoming the foremost general of the Didao Hou family in the conquest of foreign realms
In the dream, I am a formidable cultivator, originating from the wilderness as a solitary practitioner, herding and hunting wild beasts, decisively engaging in battles, and having fought countless powerful adversaries
but rather a mature man with a deep mind, decisive in action!
Seeing Uncle Fu in tears, Zhang Yue nodded vigorously and said softly
Although Uncle Fu still had doubts in his heart, he obediently said, "Alright, alright!"
Crossing countless times and spaces, through endless voids, ultimately escaping to this place, encountering oneself, and seizing the dimension.
According to legend, the ancestor of the Zhang family, the Golden Elixir Master Zhang Yuanshan, wielded a treasured artifact, which was a longbow capable of shooting an arrow that could pierce through the Qilin world, striking down formidable foes from a thousand miles away
At this point, Uncle Fu, filled with immense excitement, could not help but shed silent tears
He has died, yet he has survived, and it seems that he has acquired quite a few of the other party's extraordinary abilities and techniques
Uncle Fu stood by, looking foolishly, not knowing what was wrong with the young master
In a night of profound dreams, he has come to know that the shooting star that flew by is none other than Wang Shouyi, the foremost pioneering general under the command of Duke Di Dao of the Southern Zheng of the Immortal Qin.
Zhang Yue took the spiritual porridge and drank it in one gulp
He gasped for breath, fully awakening
What exactly has this Wang Shouyi left me with
Zhang Yue gently touched his head and began to recall the memories from his dreams after sending Uncle Fu away
I am Zhang Yue I am Zhang Yue I am Zhang Yue
Zhang Yue smiled and nodded, saying: "Thank you, Brother Sheng"
This place lacks spiritual veins and is fundamentally unsuitable for cultivation. The cultivation of Uncle Fu and others relies entirely on the spiritual valley to replenish their spiritual energy
The body was not injured in any way. Zhang Yue let out a sigh, stood up, and stretched vigorously.
Half-awake, utterly dazed
He set down the 3-shi hard bow and picked up the 4-shi hard bow, slowly drawing it back
Every morning, as the sun rises, it is time for Zhang Jia to practice, unwavering as thunder strikes.
Zhang Yue headed straight to the right, where there were nine longbows on the weapon rack
What comes into view is a pair of youthful hands, fair as jade, with no excess flesh, not a trace of calluses, and exceedingly delicate.
The Wang family of Gongdidao, through the practice of human refinement to achieve divinity, violated the celestial regulations of the Immortal Qin. As a result, they were exterminated by Bai Qi, the God of Death and one of the Four Pillars of Immortal Qin. At the moment of the Wang family's destruction, Wang Shouyi managed to escape.
Looking at this inverted stance that supports heaven and earth, Zhang Yue, with the insight and experience of Wang Shouyi, couldn't help but shake his head. This method of body refinement, which cultivates through the reversal of blood and energy, is too outdated and primitive, and it has numerous drawbacks that will leave many hidden injuries within the body, making future progress difficult
Uncle Fu, who was extremely worried in his heart, seemed to have found a source of strength for some reason and completely settled down
Young master, it is time to have congee
Young master, young master, have you awoken? You have slept for a full day and night. Is there any discomfort in your body
Zhang Yue gasped for breath, extending his hands and looking at his palms
They have entered the training ground
It is a legacy that has not been shattered, for it is constantly in turmoil, the mind is chaotic, and everything is also unclear
If there were a powerful method for body refinement, how wonderful that would be
As Zhang Yue awoke, Uncle Fu, who had been keeping vigil by his bedside all night, could not help but exclaim
Uncle Fu gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, young master! The mountain lord attacked Hexi Village last night, resulting in the loss of three lives"
The three-fold condensation of essence, the three-stone hard bow, Zhang Yue could easily draw it, but three years ago, he was already capable of doing so.
In a moment of contemplation, Zhang Yue suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if in response to his request. Among the chaotic memories, a thread of clarity emerged, revealing a method for body refinement that appeared in his mind
Zhang Yue let out a long sigh, setting down the hard bow, and beside him, Uncle Fu said:
Every pore of his body exuded a sense of comfort, a kind of spiritual energy that filled him entirely, creating a warm sensation that made him feel so comfortable that he was almost about to vocalize his pleasure
Entering the training ground, the servant Zhang Sheng came out carrying a broom and said: "Fu Bo, young master, the training ground has been cleaned and is ready for use"
Zhang Yue said softly: "It's alright, Uncle Fu, I'm a bit hungry. Could you take a look and see if there's anything to eat? Just give me a bite."
Warm and incredibly comfortable
Having traversed countless worlds, experiencing numerous pioneering missions, and engaging in battles time and again, I have roamed through myriad extraordinary regions, vanquished countless formidable beings, and left behind endless legends and tales
However, they have all gone out to sea, and only Elder Fu, who has reached the seventh level of the凝元 stage, remains at home. He fought against the Mountain Lord in a great battle but was unable to prevail and suffered serious injuries
At this point, the young master is completely different from before; he is no longer timid and naive, and he is no longer the confused youth who needed to be protected by himself
A master can condense essence and gather energy, draw qi into the body, refine the physical form, transcend mortality, and obtain immense power, which can be used to slay beasts and vanquish demons, thereby protecting humanity
Unexpectedly, at the moment he seized control of himself, his vital energy was exhausted, and his efforts came to naught
Unable to withstand the disturbances caused by the Mountain Lord, the Zhang family repeatedly sought assistance from their sect. However, they were sabotaged by their adversaries, the Lu family. Not only did the sect fail to send aid, but the evaluations over the past two years have also been consistently poor.
Upon seeing Zhang Yue, they immediately shouted: "Hello, young master!"
Zhang Long and Zhang Hu are both sons of Fu Bo, but Zhang Long is an orphan, without father or mother, and was adopted by Zhang Bo since childhood, while Zhang Hu is Fu Bo's biological son, a child born into the family
On both sides, there is a row of weapon racks
Uncle Fu could not help but say: "Young Master, you have grown up. The Master sees you now..."
Each number represents a force of one stone, and simultaneously signifies the first level of the凝元 realm
At that moment, as Zhang Yue was deep in thought, Uncle Fu returned, bringing a bowl of thin porridge.
Since the big insect has already harmed someone, it should have left early. With both A Long and A Hu present, there should be no issues. No need to think too much, let's go, I will go cultivate
Since I woke up until now, neither A Long nor A Hu has appeared, it seems that something has happened again
Looking at Zhang Yue, who stood up, Uncle Fu suddenly smiled, as if he understood all at once
At this point, Zhang Yue is no longer that naive youth who, when faced with challenges, was at a loss on how to handle them, feeling overwhelmed yet powerless.
The universe revolves, the vast sea turns into mulberry fields
Uncle Fu saw Zhang Yue stand up, let out a sigh of relief, and said: "Young Master, is everything alright? That's wonderful!"
Boom, everything is shattered, everything is collapsing
This is the spiritual porridge made from Linggu, which contains boundless spiritual energy, representing the simplest method of consuming Linggu.
In the vast world of Qilin, demons and monsters roam freely, natural disasters occur incessantly, and the world is fraught with peril. Ordinary humans survive in this continent solely relying on the protection of cultivators
After much contemplation, Zhang Yue furrowed his brow, his mind in a state of confusion. Wang Shouyi seemed to dissipate into thin air, as if his legacy and memories had largely perished along with his disappearance
It is not at all that formidable, dark, steel-like, blood-soaked four-fingered magical hand from the dream!
On the left side, there is a rack of weapons, displaying swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and the eighteen types of weapons.
Countless images flowed through Zhang Yue's mind
Having spoken, he performed a handstand, supporting himself with his hands and raising his legs towards the sky. This is a body refining technique passed down from the Zhang family, known as "Inverted Support of Heaven and Earth"
Suddenly, a surge of spiritual energy arose in the stomach, invigorating the entire body
Lovers, enemies, benefactors, foes, the cycle of life and death, love and hate, emotions and grudges
I will protect the Zhang family, promote its greatness, and restore the past glory
Zhang Yue let out a cold snort, shook his head, stopped his wild thoughts, and said
However, it is quite difficult to become a monk
However, the greatest gain is not some miraculous skill or powerful inheritance, but rather the soul
The vile creature! If my parents were still alive, it would never be allowed to act so arrogantly; I would have killed it and used its remains to concoct medicine long ago
With a sudden loud shout, Zhang Yue woke up
As the flowing light enveloped him, Zhang Yue slowly fainted, and in his dazed state, it felt as if he had entered a dream