Chapter 182: King of All Classics

The Nine Heavens Riding Wind and Controlling Thunder Technique itself is a divine soul-level art.

But Zhang Jian is only at the middle stage of Golden Core, yet he has prematurely perfected this technique, evolving it toward the Yin Spirit level, which is somewhat astonishing.

Usually, cultivators at the Golden Core realm who comprehend Yin Spirit-level techniques do so only in the late Golden Core stage, after their elixir energy has become round and complete, then attempt to perceive the traces of Heaven and Earth Dao, carving them into the Golden Core to assist in breaking the elixir and forming the spirit.

Zhang Jian, however, felt it was as natural as water finding its channel.

And there was no strain whatsoever.

Spiritual power within his body continuously poured into the Nine Heavens Thunder God Talisman, forming a purple lightning-condensed Thunder God Dao Diagram.

And it gradually took shape.

Zhang Jian had long since fully comprehended the Nine Heavens Riding Wind and Controlling Thunder Technique, knowing that to break through to the Yin Spirit level, he would respectively form eighteen Dao Diagrams.

Nine Wind Earl Diagrams, nine Thunder God Diagrams.

Comprehending any one of them can be said to have stepped into the Yin Spirit level.

If one successfully steps into the Yin Spirit realm, they can thereby merge into the Yin Spirit, manifest one of the Thunder God Dharma Aspects, thereby protecting the fragile Yin Spirit and transforming it into a corporeal form.

Thus, one can roam freely between heaven and earth.

And if all eighteen Yin Spirit Diagrams are fully comprehended, one can ultimately transform into a Xuanming True Dragon via this method; the Xuanming True Dragon becomes a Dharma Aspect fusion, and the cultivator themselves becomes the Heavenly Abode Thunder Venerable.

This is the divine soul foundation.

Of course, this is the supreme divine soul foundation.

If one is not careful, they may directly transform their divine soul into a Xuanming True Dragon.

The Xuanming True Dragon wields authority over wind and thunder.

Though this grants the true dragon's body and long longevity, it essentially deviates from the Dao Diagram of the Nine Heavens Riding Wind and Controlling Thunder Technique.

But no matter what, that is still a Divine Soul True Person.

Zhang Jian cultivates the Nine Heavens Riding Wind and Controlling Thunder Technique, but he does not regard it as his fundamental method.

His better choice is the 《Wang Ding Subduing Demons Marvelous Method》 that matches the treasure record!

By merging the State Tripod with the Yin Spirit, he manifests a State Sovereign Primordial Spirit, governing the splendid cosmos, with the tripod stabilizing heaven and earth.

As for beast primordial spirits or thunder primordial spirits, in his view, they are unsuitable for his own path.

Boom—boom—boom!

Thunderlight leapt within the small courtyard.

Dense bolts of electricity crackled and roared inside the small courtyard, yet consistently avoided Zhang Jian and the nearby jujube tree.

"Husband?"

Seeing this, Qi Yuhua's jade-like face showed a trace of emotion; though somewhat astonished, Qi Yuhua felt no worry at all.

She and Zhang Lu had long grown accustomed to this.

Every time Zhang Jian cultivates, there are always some anomalous phenomena.

They also regard them as common sights in cultivators' practice.

Only seen in the depths, as that Dao Diagram took form, there also came an inaudible sobbing sound, black mist spreading, carrying intense malice.

"Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon?"

Zhang Jian opened his eyes; thunderbolts crashed down around him, and in an instant, a path of magnificent righteous qi descended like arrow rain, covering the void.

The extraterrestrial heavenly demon that had just begun to manifest had not yet drawn near when it was instantly drowned by the light rain formed from that magnificent righteous qi.

At the same time, Zhang Jian noticed that his soul and divine sense, stimulated by the formation of the Nine Heavens Thunder God Diagram, faintly underwent some transformation and growth.

But the growth was not significant.

This is because his soul and divine sense are inherently vast, with a large base, so growth is naturally slow.

"Excellent treasure!"

Gazing at the 《Dong Shen Jing》 before him, a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.

This 《Dong Shen Jing》 is indeed the work of an extraordinary cultivator; within it, the essentials of Thunder Dao, though obscure, can be called the pivotal hub of Thunder Dao.

It belongs to the class of classics that can be frequently reviewed and read.

Zhang Jian has also never before encountered such a classic that can be read twice, even three times, multiple times over.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Jian finish his practice, Qi Yuhua personally carried forward wine and dishes, while the two maidservants Yuyu and Qu Lian followed, their faces drawn.

Indeed, Zhang Jian soon fixed the two girls with a reproachful gaze.

"My lady, let these two little maids handle such trifles; you are with child and must not tire yourself..."

"It's no matter; with the Phoenix Blood Pendant my husband gave me, I feel light and healthy!"

At this moment, Qi Yuhua's face was full of gentleness; seeing this scene, Zhang Jian's expression involuntarily softened a little.

"Elder lady, look at this jujube tree..."

Just then, Yuyu's surprised voice came from beside.

Qi Yuhua, and beside her the foolishly laughing Zhang Lu, turned toward the sound, only to see the small white flowers on the nearby jujube tree rapidly growing, their veins visibly widening at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

On the tree, some white flowers withered, revealing tiny jujubes visibly growing inside.

This scene was almost divine.

"Husband, what is going on..."

At this moment, Qi Yuhua was also full of surprise, instinctively stepping forward to raise her hand and touch the bark of this jujube tree, she faintly felt that the tree seemed to have thickened somewhat.

"This jujube tree also enjoys some fortune!"

Zhang Jian gazed over, a hint of a smile on his lips.

The old jujube tree in this courtyard has always been aged; each time he practices nearby, he has absorbed some dew and spiritual essence, naturally also cultivating some aura.

Qi Yuhua's beautiful eyes fell upon this jujube tree, and at the bottom of her eyes appeared thread after thread of smiles; she was indeed very pleased about this.

She herself also greatly enjoys such crisp jujubes.

……

Before Chenguang Gate

Jingming Daoist, however, appeared before the San Yan Zhen Sha Well, while Dongjue Daoist stood beside him; at this moment, both wore solemn expressions. Jingming Daoist's thoughts shifted, and his form vanished into the central well.

Only then did one see that this well was profoundly deep, its depths filled with intense, gloomy sha qi and resentment.

Jingming Daoist stepped in and sank downward, immediately feeling countless yin-cold spiritual threads piercing his body's every orifice; an invisible force emanated from him, forming a protective xuan light that repelled much of the yin-cold sha qi.

And upon descending dozens of zhang underground, the well's bottom widened, revealing a dark iron-chain bridge spanning the deep well water, with iron chains all around hung with ancient Bagua mirrors.

There were eight in total.

At the center of the well's bottom stood a massive stone pillar, its depths inlaid with a golden Bagua treasure mirror.

This was the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror.

But upon merely glancing at it, Jingming Daoist's expression changed instantly—he saw the mirror's center had turned green, sprouting many patches resembling corpse spots, a terrifying green fur.

"Corpse qi has leaked to this extent?"

Jingming Daoist's cheek twitched; looking down, he saw a huge gold coffin now standing upright, bound by countless iron chains, yet those chains were stained with purple-red bloody traces.

At this moment, the well walls were covered in countless runes.

These runes were all written in ancient golden script, containing immense power; below them were nine coiling dragons embracing a bi disc, the dragons clutching dragon pearls, though their heads were twisted awkwardly to face the great gold coffin.

Countless yin qi and dragon qi were actually nourishing the imperial demon corpse within the gold coffin.

"Not good!"

This thought flashed through Jingming Daoist's mind, and in an instant he saw the well water beneath his feet turn red!

In that moment, accompanied by an inhuman howl, a terrifying corpse qi erupted violently, as if a black dragon surged forth and suddenly enveloped the entire San Yan Zhen Sha Well.

At the same time, from the other side of the well's bottom came a ghostly gnawing sound, and another inhuman voice responded.

"Both corpses have undergone mutation!"