Chapter 225: Art Patent Fee (4K)

A bunch of smart people……

Zhang Jian furrowed his brow; this move would surely bring endless harm to the living beings around Haojing, with dragon vein resentful fiends flowing out—who knows how many living beings would undergo strange transformations.

But this indeed could relieve the pressure on the Great Qian dragon vein.

At this moment, Zhang Jian glanced around and said calmly.

"Since you invited me here, why don't you dare show yourself to meet me?"

Upon hearing this, several strands of demonic energy darted out from the grass at the mountain base; after a moment, they arrived before Zhang Jian—a red and two white foxes. The leading red fox instantly transformed into a graceful, fiery young maiden in red robes.

"Hong Luan pays respects to benefactor!"

"Bai Shi, Bai Shiyi pay respects to benefactor!"

The two white foxes also rose like humans and bowed; their voices were soft and youthful, appearing young in age.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Jian nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the leading fire fox.

These three spirit foxes were the ones he had casually rescued at the Princess Qingfeng's mansion that day.

He had initially seen that these three spirit foxes had cultivated for some years and bore no trace of human flesh odor, so he gave them a chance at life.

At this moment, Zhang Jian pointed toward the distant mountains and said calmly: "You came to find me, surely not just to repay kindness, but to have me do something for you, right?"

Upon hearing this, the leading fire fox Hong Luan's jade-like face bloomed with a charming smile as she clasped her hands: "Nothing escapes your eyes, benefactor!"

She sincerely said: "I hope you will forgive us; Hong Luan originally did not wish to disturb you, but sent a message on a whim. We heard you bear the mighty righteous aura, and your cinnabar has the power to suppress myriad evils, so we dared to trouble you—may I ask you to save these mountain beings?"

Saying this, she bowed directly!

Zhang Jian glanced at this red fox with some strangeness.

He calmly countered: "How can you be so certain I will surely save these mountain beings?"

Hong Luan bowed again, her alluring posture solemn: "With your divine powers, you must have known of the southern mountain anomalies before arriving; yet you still wish to meet us here—this shows your compassion, your willingness to save these mountain beings!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian's lips curled into a faint smile as he said.

"You sure can talk!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Luan rejoiced and bowed again.

"Benefactor, our fox clan's den is not far from here; why not move your jade toes and follow me into the den? Inside, we have brush, ink, paper, and inkstone prepared, and I can entertain you a bit as a small thanks to the mountain beings!"

Zhang Jian glanced at the fire fox before him and shook his head calmly.

"No need to rush; a mere strand of resentful fiend needs no treasure ink, nor even my hand—you can resolve this mountain's trouble yourself!"

"Me?"

Upon hearing this, the fox demon's aura trembled with surprise.

Zhang Jian eyed the red fox before him and smiled.

"Not bad—with you taking the lead and my guidance, saving these mountain spirits is not difficult!"

"Of course, if you're unwilling, I won't force it—I'll just consider this trip wasted!"

He glanced at the red fox again and smiled.

"After all, these mountain beings have no kinship or grudge with me!"

"This……"

The red fox's face froze; her mind felt hazy. She had invited Zhang Jian hoping this exalted one would act and resolve the mountain's calamity—yet now it fell upon her.

But Zhang Jian was not wrong—this is her homeland, not his, and he truly has no obligation to save these mountain beings.

Seeing Zhang Jian make to leave, the red fox hurried forward.

"Please, benefactor, grant me your method!"

Zhang Jian looked at the red fox and nodded: "I can guide you, but you must think clearly—entering that special resentful fiend with your cultivation risks possession and soul-devouring; are you still willing?"

Hong Luan had long known this; her eyes held some fear, but seeing Zhang Jian's stern expression, a hint of resolve flickered.

She had cultivated for hundreds of years, painstakingly attained human form, tested fate and built foundation—if she could, she would not wish to risk it, yet born and raised here, she cannot leave her homeland.

Moreover, once the resentful fiend spreads, the mountain's old inhabitants may become bones.

The fox clan's young and old cannot possibly all escape safely!

Zhang Jian's gaze fell upon the red fox.

If Hong Luan is unwilling, I will still save them, but then saving the mountain beings would have nothing to do with this red fox.

Many are like this: when asking others to act, they ignore all risks, morally blackmail their benefactors, act when they do, and when they don't, they heap all kinds of blame.

But when it comes to themselves, they become hesitant, even shrinking back, ignoring moral condemnation—because the stakes involve their own vital interests.

Zhang Jian dislikes such people—or demons.

Because they lack responsibility.

The red fox struggled a moment, then bowed again: "Hong Luan is willing!"

Zhang Jian slightly nodded and said: "Good!"

Yet in his eyes, a hint of smile appeared!

He opened his palm, and there bloomed a lotus emitting intense blue treasure light; the blue lotus pedestal was lush and verdant, yet flowed with a obscure, saintly aura.

Its petals streamed with blue radiance, as if piercing yin and yang, purifying all evil, wielding the wondrous power of rebirth and reincarnation!

This is the Purifying Soul Blue Lotus he had refined over time.

It originated from the Purifying Soul Spell of the Ten Directions Salvation Heavenly Lord, extracting a portion of the Heavenly Lord's authority—somewhat akin to stealing a bit of the Heavenly Lord's divine essence, turning public to private—but it indeed possesses extraordinarily wondrous power.

Hong Luan involuntarily reached out both hands to cradle this blue lotus.

Zhang Jian instructed: "You may hold this blue lotus and enter the mountains, placing it upon the yin-fiend earth cavern—it will naturally seal the resentful fiend and purify the dragon resentment in the southern mountains, though you know the dragon resentment holds deep resentful fiends; one misstep and your cultivation could be utterly lost—I ask once more: are you still willing?"

Hong Luan's face was resolute, her eyes solemn as she said.

"Benefactor, I am willing!"

She had also made up her mind; compared to fleeing this place and barely surviving, he was still willing to give it his all.

"Hmm, very good!"

Zhang Jian gave a slight nod.

At this moment, his hand slightly condensed a strand of divine light, which in an instant transformed into a talisman like a great red sun entering the red fox's body, facing the red fox's gaze, he smiled and said.

"This is a dharma I cultivated, the Great Sun Red Light Method; I give it to you, perhaps it can help you resist the dangers of the mountains!"

Hong Luan, upon hearing this, was stunned for a moment, then her jade-like face lit up with joy, how could she not know she had obtained a great opportunity at this moment?

"Thank you, benefactor, for bestowing the dharma!"

She performed a great bow and kowtowed on the ground.

Since ancient times, dharma is not lightly transmitted; Zhang Jian bestowed upon her a dharma gate, no matter how many kowtows she makes, it is worth it.

"Go!"

Zhang Jian smiled slightly.

The Great Sun Red Light Method was derived by him from a Buddhist classic; it is a Buddhist practice for cultivating the soul and mind, and the condensed red sun golden body can suppress all evil spirits.

Zhang Jian waited at the foot of the mountain, his gaze falling on the two little white foxes; seeing they were full of spirituality, he made a brief comparison, and to his surprise, these two little spirit foxes were also well-read, appearing quite human.

Zhang Jian couldn't help but smile and ask: "Bai Shi, Bai Shiyi, your studies are not bad, but have you ever thought, why do you lot learn human writing and classics?"

The Bai Shi is a male fox, and the Bai Shiyi is a female fox.

Both white foxes have not cultivated magical power, yet they possess spiritual power, but Bai Shi's spiritual power is somewhat stronger.

Upon hearing this, he spoke solemnly: "Benefactor, humans created writing, writing contains the great Dao of heaven and earth; we have sought the Dao since childhood, the Dao is near at hand, only by seizing the opportunity can we not betray the creation!"

Zhang Jian laughed.

"Bai Shi, is this your true thought, or did you hear it from somewhere?!"

This little white fox was somewhat bashful, and it said somewhat embarrassedly: "This is what our aunt taught us!"

Zhang Jian, upon hearing this, smiled lightly.

At this moment, the Bai Shiyi beside him bowed and said: "Benefactor, your cultivation reaches the heavens, can you teach us cultivation?"

Bai Shi's eyes also lit up, the two clever peach-blossom eyes gazing at Zhang Jian said.

"Benefactor, can you also transmit a dharma to us? I will also kowtow to you!"

Saying this, it bowed down.

Zhang Jian, upon hearing this, was somewhat speechless; a strand of dharma power in his hand stopped the two little white foxes.

"Dharma cannot be lightly transmitted; you two are mountain spirits, and also not suitable for cultivating our human dharma!"

Upon hearing this, the two little white foxes were somewhat disappointed.

Yet Zhang Jian then laughed to himself.

"However, I have a question; can you answer it?"

Bai Shi spoke with a clear voice: "Benefactor, please speak!"

"Why were you initially caught by several hunters and sent to the Chang Gongzhu's mansion?"

Zhang Jian's gaze fell upon the two little white foxes, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The two little white foxes, upon hearing this, exchanged a glance; still Bai Shi, he replied: "Benefactor, my aunt every month takes us two to the White Cloud Village schoolhouse outside the mountains to study; my aunt used a secret method to let us two take human form, but bad people outside saw our true form, they then pursued and killed us; my aunt was unable to resist and suffered grave injuries; we, when entering the mountains, accidentally fell into the hunters' trap, and finally were caught and taken to the city..."

He spoke clearly and eloquently.

Zhang Jian, upon hearing this, nodded secretly and smiled.

"Do you still dare to go now?"

Bai Shi spoke loudly: "Benefactor, we dare to go; my aunt said we cannot therefore let one choke put us off our food!"

His voice was clear and bright, and there was no deceit hidden in his eyes.

Foxes are by nature extremely cunning, but its gaze and nature reveal a few parts of wisdom amidst cleverness and humanity.

Compared to Bai Shi, the Bai Shiyi beside him is much more naive, merely blinking her eyes, looking curiously at the two of them.

Zhang Jian saw this in his eyes and nodded secretly; since ancient times, the fox clan has been known for cleverness, and in myth and legend, many fox clans have attained the Dao and become true, cultivating immortal bodies.

Seeing these two little white foxes have good nature, Zhang Jian also had some thoughts.

While attaining the immortal body of longevity, if one could also enlighten some longevity seeds and grow together, in the future spreading it out would not be without its share of extraordinary tales.

He had already bestowed many upon non-humans, or even deities, and even cultivators through opportunity; it was no different for these two little white foxes.

After thinking, Zhang Jian smiled: "Although I mainly cultivate human dharma, I have also created many dharmas that mountain spirits can cultivate; among them is one called the Tai Yin Lian Xing Jue; cultivating this method allows one to inhale and exhale Tai Yin spiritual mechanism, condense the Tai Yin dharma appearance, and achieve Tai Yin Ji; would you two be willing to learn?"

Bai Shi, his heart moved by fortune, immediately kowtowed and paid homage.

"Benefactor, I am willing to learn the great dharma!"

That Bai Shiyi, confused and dazed, also followed in bowing down.

Zhang Jian, seeing this, nodded; his expression solemn, he said in a deep voice: "Let me say the unpleasant words first; you who cultivate my dharma must wholeheartedly tend toward good, not casually create killing karma; if one day I discover you have wantonly killed the innocent, no matter where you flee, I will take back your entire cultivation!"

"And this dharma, without my permission, must not be lightly transmitted!"

The words fell; seeing Zhang Jian casually point, his hand had two strands of icy silver light transform into flowing light, as if scooping a bright moon from the void dharma realm, merging into the depths of the two little white foxes' foreheads, becoming two small crescents that sank in.

The two little white foxes unconsciously circulated the Tai Yin Lian Xing Jue, beginning to temper their entire demonic qi, transforming it into pure spiritual mechanism.

The two little white foxes in the forest emitted a faint white silver light, appearing extraordinarily miraculous.

After Zhang Jian finished transmitting the dharma, he sat quietly for a moment; shortly after, he saw on the mountain base a path of intense pure Dao rhythm burst forth from within, a stream of holy, compassionate divine light bursting forth from the location of the yin sha acupoint.

Innumerable resentful spirits, as if sucked dry by a long whale drinking water, were completely absorbed by the floating green treasure lotus.

"Success!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian's eyes moved, and simultaneously he felt an endless stream of soul essence flowing through a special channel into the depths of the soul.

These soul essences were pure beyond compare.

Of course, he also clearly felt a part being drawn away by a stream of light from the void dharma realm.

This is an offering to the Great Lord Heavenly Venerable.

Originally, it was supposed to be the Great Lord Heavenly Venerable taking the lion's share for redemption.

After he modified the Purifying Soul Azure Lotus Mantra, it became him taking the lion's share, and spreading the Purifying Soul Azure Lotus Mantra also had its own wonderful effect.

Zhang Jian at this moment revealed a hint of a smile.

This Purifying Soul Azure Lotus is becoming more and more perfect.

Of course, he also did not narrow his path; to some extent, he still gave the Ten Directions Salvation Heavenly Venerable some 'original patent fees'.

At this time, this essence of soul in his mind was gradually absorbed by him using a special Yin Spirit-level technique model, slowly evolving into a Purifying Soul Azure Lotus as if truly existing.

Within the Purifying Soul Azure Lotus, another magnificent light and shadow appeared, which was his own condensed Ten Directions Salvation Azure Lotus Heavenly Venerable Dharma Aspect.

It is also a Dharma Aspect with great potential as a Primordial Spirit.

Once it is fully formed, it can be transformed into a Primordial Spirit-level technique.

The azure holy and pure treasure lotus filled the sky, and countless auspicious signs gradually appeared on the foothills of Mount Nan; the many spirits in the mountains who witnessed this omen all had expressions of astonishment.

But then came joy.

Mount Nan, this region, is ultimately their homeland; if it can be preserved, who would willingly leave their native place?

After all, migrating from this place involves great danger along the way.

At this moment, in the depths of Dongling, Yuan Geng, who was seated in command of the dragon veins deep within, had a flicker in his gaze; he clearly sensed a magnificent and auspicious spiritual mechanism appearing above Mount Nan outside Haojing City, transforming malevolent qi into auspiciousness.

The dragon resentment emanating from the foothills of Mount Nan was actually completely purified by that qi mechanism, spotless and clean.

This greatly surprised him.

He opened his eyes wide.

"Strange, the dragon resentment on the foothills of Mount Nan has actually been pacified—who possesses such divine power and Daoist methods?"

The dragon souls and vengeful spirits in the depths of the dragon veins are extremely fierce; even those few Primordial Spirit True Persons have not lacked ideas, yet they are powerless, unable even to fully suppress them, and can only attempt to transfer the dragon resentment to generate vitality for the Great Qian dragon veins.

And now someone can actually achieve this—how could Yuan Geng not be surprised, and at the same time, delighted?