Chapter 203: Divine Roaming

In the Jingtai Hall, the Jingwu Emperor, who rarely neglected reviewing memorials, was now troubled in his heart, nearly spitting blood.

Just now, the dragon vein feng shui was broken, he was affected, nearly fainted on the ground, and only after a long while did he regain his senses.

Beside him, two young eunuchs were then massaging his temples, but this also could not ease his inner agitation.

Shortly after, Chaomu returned to the Jingtai Hall, seeing the Jingwu Emperor's condition, he slightly furrowed his brow.

At this moment, the Jingwu Emperor shoved aside the two young eunuchs, urgently gazing at Chaomu and said.

"Grand Companion, how is the imperial mausoleum?!"

Upon hearing this, Chaomu fell silent for a moment, then truthfully reported the changes in the imperial mausoleum.

"Dragon energy leaking out—wouldn't that mean hidden dragons, rebel kings everywhere?"

The Jingwu Emperor felt a wave of dizziness, nearly about to collapse.

Upon hearing this, Chaomu shook his head and said.

"This is a disaster, but also an opportunity. If Your Majesty can re-subdue these escaped dragon energies, not only can the feng shui of the imperial mausoleum be repaired, but the dragon vein can also be revitalized, prolonging the nation's mandate!"

"How could it be that easy!"

The Jingwu Emperor nearly bit through his steel teeth, but he also could not blame Chaomu, nor others, after all, this matter was the scheme laid by the Taizu of Great Qian, and he had approved it.

As for reclaiming those hidden dragons and rebel kings, just look at the southern prefectures that were nearly rotting away and the northern prefectures now rotting—one knows.

Which of those hidden dragon rebel kings is easy to deal with?

The accumulated star generals of Great Qian over hundreds of years are just this many.

"Truly outrageous!"

In his anger, the Jingwu Emperor could not help but sweep all the memorials on the imperial desk onto the floor.

Seeing the unusually agitated Jingwu Emperor, Chaomu slightly furrowed his brow, with still some worry in his eyes.

He truly does not believe much in that person's feng shui arts and calculations.

Among them, if discussing attainment in feng shui arts and calculations, the ancestor of the Dongshen Teaching is the strongest.

But unfortunately, at this time, the ancestor of the Dongshen Teaching is far away in the barbaric wilds.

Gazing at the Jingwu Emperor still venting his anger, Chaomu silently thought: "The leakage of dragon energy is already affecting the emperor; if this continues, it will not do. I must find a way to calm him down, otherwise how will we handle court affairs next!"

Chaomu pondered ways to reduce the leakage of dragon energy.

For now, the main thing is to let the Jingwu Emperor grasp the overall situation.

His gaze shifted, suddenly turning toward the direction of the Guan Tian Terrace.

Perhaps Zhang Jian on the Guan Tian Terrace has a way to help the emperor temporarily escape the influence of dragon energy.

……

On the Guan Tian Terrace, Zhang Jian at this moment was not paying much attention to the changes in the imperial mausoleum.

Although the Zhang family has grown, they currently only barely manage the overall situation of Fengyang Prefecture, their influence still far lacking, and they need time to develop.

What cat's grease is inside the dragon vein, he has no need to covet.

At this moment, he sat cross-legged before the Guan Tian Terrace, beginning repeated attempts to extrude the yin spirit, aided by the abundant conditions within the Guan Tian Terrace, continuously transforming the essence of his inner soul, thoroughly turning it into the foundation of the yin spirit.

The substantiated yin spirit, having obtained the soul essence, seemed to have a cluster of silver moonlight-like pure light emanating from deep within the yin spirit.

If such a sight were to spread, it would astonish people.

Substantiation of the yin spirit is very rare.

Usually only the yin spirit of a true person who has attained the Dao can achieve substantiation, having attained the Dao and become true!

Only seen under the moonlight, his yin spirit was extraordinarily tall, radiating pure light all over, the lunar moonlight on his head seeming substantive, transforming into a great pillar of light merging into the Guan Tian Terrace.

The Guan Tian Terrace itself is capable of drawing in the power of the three lights of sun, moon, and stars; Zhang Jian at this moment thus had no great taboos, not fearing others discovering.

Otherwise, he would rather purely gather the spiritual mechanisms of the state and heaven-earth, cultivate slowly, but also keep his trump card hidden.

Not long after, Zhang Jian felt the diamond-like essence of his soul again dissolve a portion of its origin; after the yin spirit absorbed that cluster of pure light, it actually began to transform, like a diamond, carrying a trace of immortality, a resilient quality.

Zhang Jian dared affirm that the yin spirits of other yin spirit venerables absolutely did not possess such strange resilience.

Ordinary yin spirits are extremely fragile.

For example, the Insect God Old Ancestor of the Xuandu Teaching, though called the Undying Insect God, is merely the yin spirit hidden within insects, relying on the bodily shell for protection, thus able to not die.

Or by relying on wondrous methods, splitting the yin spirit into many parts, able to gather and disperse, change, but if burned by thunder-fire, it would still be exterminated.

But Zhang Jian felt that his diamond-transformed yin spirit, let alone thunderbolts, even if struck with divine weapons to be chopped, seemed able to withstand……

Perhaps precisely because of this transformation, his incense offerings seem to have miraculous effects?

Zhang Jian secretly thought.

But no matter what, this transformation is only beneficial for him.

After the yin spirit is substantiated, cultivation in the yin spirit stage will undoubtedly proceed more smoothly.

After midnight passed, Zhang Jian felt the cold air within the lunar moonlight intensify, so he actively withdrew the yin spirit.

Too much lunar cold air is not only useless to the yin spirit, but also hinders the operation of the yin spirit's divine sense, requiring time to dispel.

But after the yin spirit entered the body, Zhang Jian still cultivated for several hours, until the first thread of morning purple yang qi appeared from the ground line.

He operated the treasure record again, absorbing a portion of the true yang fire, increasing magical power, activating his own qi and blood, thus completing the cultivation.

He felt that his yin spirit's divine sense had grown somewhat again; this vast divine sense is likely far beyond that of ordinary yin spirit venerables.

"Perhaps I can charge and charge into those five divine cities in the dark void!"

He raised his head to gaze at the distant sunset, his eyes flashing with a moved expression.

The five divine cities in the depths of the Tai Xu, he knows their coordinates; only needing to cultivate a specific yin spirit technique, he can lock onto their existence, and the yin spirit can escape into them.

Those five divine cities are respectively named Wu Ming, Tai Xu, Wu Wang, Zhen Jing, and Xuan Guan.

They correspond respectively to the five stages of yin spirit cultivation realm.

Each divine city seems to contain a portion of the miraculous cultivation of the yin spirit realm, left by ancient great powers, and inside there are further opportunities.

However, before that, Zhang Jian prepared to return to Tongshan Dao Tong for a trip.

He had been promoted to Yin Shen Zunzhe, and naturally his treatment would change accordingly.

He should take this opportunity to seek advice from Zhanmo Zhenjun.

It's rare that Zhanmo Zhenjun isn't wandering around everywhere; missing this opportunity would mean losing this shop.

……

Zhang Jian was not in a hurry.

At this moment, Zhang Jian walked up to the altar, and the Demon-Suppressing Tower on the altar had been peaceful for a while.

Many demons and monsters had been frightened by his torment.

Inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower, as Zhang Jian's footsteps approached, the owners of pairs of eyes seemed to hold their breath.

Even the flower demon on the sixth layer, which had always feigned death and seemed as cold as dead ashes, had its petals' hairs standing on end at this moment.

Zhang Jian smiled and chatted pleasantly, but his gaze fell on the center of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Demon-Suppressing Tower, Seventh Layer

At this moment, Zhang Jian extended a hand.

"Seven Tails, now let's get closer again!"

At this moment, Zhang Jian revealed a faint smile, but the Seven-Tailed Celestial Fox on the seventh layer had its hairs standing on end.

"False Daoist, dare you use this technique to harm my palace?"