Chapter 89

The steel fork was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning.

Zhang Jian sensed the deep divine power within, his expression shifting slightly; he lightly warded off with his Dragon Roar Sword before him, and the Sun-Moon Sword Technique unfurled like a thin silk.

The steel fork struck the sword blade; Zhang Jian faintly sensed a vast, monstrous force deep and heavy, yet though the power was immense, it never bore the radiance of magical power.

Looks like another monster lacking any systematic inheritance, merely possessing deep demonic aura and living a bit longer...

Zhang Jian's Dragon Roar Sword spun; the long sword, in an unprecedentedly tricky manner, fiercely stabbed toward the Patrol Mountain Divine General's face, and a blazing sword light burst forth simultaneously from its toughness.

Flying Sword Technique!

Zhang Jian's long sword left his hand for the first time; the sword light spun, almost touching the Patrol Mountain Divine General's face, cutting half its neck.

Aoo!

Intense pain caused this Patrol Mountain Divine General to let out a fierce scream, yet he fearlessly continued to surge toward Zhang Jian, his eyes flashing with intense resentment.

Up in the tree, Bai Xianyin blinked her eyes, watching this scene; she could see that the Patrol Mountain Divine General had already been corroded by the terrifying resentment in Phoenix Nest Mountain, having fallen into the demonic path.

Even the techniques originally possessed by the Patrol Mountain Divine General could not be unleashed!

She believed that dealing with such a monster would also not pose a difficulty for Zhang Jian, a Testing Fate cultivator.

The Dragon Roar Sword turned in the heavenly and earthly spiritual mechanism, and in an instant returned to Zhang Jian's hand.

This was still Zhang Jian's first time truly executing the Flying Sword Technique.

This also signified that he had truly mastered this wonderful method.

Zhang Jian's eyes flashed with intense brightness; his figure rose again like a refreshing breeze, his hand and sword like a divine dragon, winding and spewing dragon pearls, especially a point of fierce red light bursting at the sword tip, possessing a matchless sharp force.

The sword in his hand seemed to become an extension of his divine sense; this feeling made Zhang Jian delighted, as if his form had turned into a 'spiritual mechanism' wandering between heaven and earth, and his sword also gained the extraordinary ability to cleave sun and moon.

Even the various mind-disturbing techniques emitted by the fungus demon beside his ears seemed completely ineffective against him.

Sword lights chained together, accompanied by a short howl; the fungus demon's head was directly lopped off by a sword light, the long sword revolved, and in an instant the sword aura swept past, cutting his divine body into two sections, completely slaying him.

The Dragon Roar Sword returned to his hand; Zhang Jian gripped the hilt, at this moment he faintly could perceive what true flying sword technique is.

This feeling is indeed quite subtle.

Up in the tree, Bai Xianyin's foot slipped at this moment; within a few steps she arrived before the slain fungus demon, and with a wave of her hand a fierce white light flew out, winding out an object from the fungus demon's waist.

That was a tiny talisman.

Patrol Mountain General Talisman!

Zhang Jian's gaze fell upon it; his expression twitched slightly, but he saw that this talisman was already covered in dense rust, this rust being a layer of thick black aura that had soaked in.

Bai Xianyin glanced at it and pursed her lips, saying: 'Indeed it cannot be used; this Patrol Mountain Talisman has been corroded too long by the mountain's resentment.'

However, if it weren't so, young master, if you wanted to win, it would also not be easy!

Zhang Jian's eyes shifted slightly; he did not understand much of the mysteries of the divine path, so he turned his gaze toward Bai Xianyin.

Bai Xianyin explained: 'Young master, in the future when you encounter other deities you must be careful; usually such deities, even these Patrol Mountain Little Demons will have talismans bearing several special techniques, and those techniques, bolstered by divine power, are extremely formidable; a careless move could cost your life!'

Later, young master, if you encounter that Ghost King, you must certainly be wary of her Mountain God techniques!

Zhang Jian's heart stirred slightly, and he became interested.

Xianyin, how many divine path techniques do the talismans usually carried by the Mountain God possess?!

Bai Xianyin heard this and immediately became energetic.

Although it was rare to show off before Zhang Jian, she then chuckled.

Young master, the Mountain God is a deity of earth-wood attribute; it is usually bestowed with three to nine kinds of talisman techniques, depending on the deity's own incense divine power and cultivation, but three of those techniques are always fixed!

First is the Divine Domain Technique; when the deity's divine administration unfolds, it can form various spiritual mechanism suppressions; once one enters the divine domain, one must be careful, as one's own technique deployment and sword arts will be interfered with!

Second is the life-bound technique common to Mountain God–type deities, the Wu Earth Great Method!

Third is Myriad Wood Renewal!

The Wu Earth Great Method can condense Wu Earth power for transformation; although it appears ordinary, it is the sole method that can be cultivated directly to an extremely profound level. Yin'er once heard the master say that a Mountain God once completely refined a mountain range, and with a casual gesture could suppress the state lands, which is truly terrifying.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian's eyes shifted slightly.

As for Myriad Wood Renewal, this technique can manipulate Yi Wood power to give back, or let wood spirit vitality nourish oneself; it is also quite extraordinary!

After hearing Bai Xianyin's introduction, Zhang Jian nodded repeatedly, feeling many things novel.

His gaze fluctuated, and he said: 'I've heard that after becoming a deity one can obtain an immortal body; Xianyin, is that true?'

This was seen in a travelogue from the Iron Immortal Temple; of course, it is no different from many folk myths.

He was very curious about this!

Bai Xianyin smiled: 'Young master, the divine path can indeed grant longevity, but the divine path also has its rules: a minor calamity every three hundred years, a major calamity every thousand years; the wind, fire, and thunder three disasters take turns tempering; those deities who survive over three thousand years are extremely few; after three thousand years they still face various demonic tribulations from heaven and earth; this path does not advance but retreats; if one cannot continually progress, one can only fall into the netherworld.'

"If I say, us cultivators find our practice even more convenient; as soon as we properly achieve the Primordial Spirit realm, we can naturally escape samsara, and later if we attain an immortal body, we will be far more free and carefree than these gods!"

Zhang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew that the Primordial Spirit stage referred to a realm after the Yin Spirit; achieving the Primordial Spirit meant already having escaped the suffering of samsara.

This was also his next minor goal after his divination.

Divination, Golden Core, Yin Spirit, Primordial Spirit!

Zhang Jian hesitated inwardly.

While the two talked in detail, their steps did not slow; they had already strode into the nest of the male phoenix within the Dual Phoenix Two Instruments Feng Shui layout.

Zhang Jian could feel that the exquisite spiritual qi of the surrounding mountains and rivers was gathering toward this place.

But this gathering speed was extremely slow.

Soon after, the two saw a towering tree growing on one side of a mountain hollow, its canopy reaching the heavens.

It was a huge golden-silk phoenix tree, a relatively rare species, not a spiritual plant, yet its entire body was entwined with a layer of spiritual mechanism.

Bai Xianyin gazed at that ancient tree, her eyes lighting up; she exclaimed, a stream of white qi shot from her hand, instantly breaking open a hollow in the old tree, from within she took out an exquisitely valuable seven-colored feather.

Gazing at that feather flashing with seven-colored divine light, Zhang Jian's eyes twitched.

"Is this the naturally nurtured treasure you spoke of?"

Zhang Jian felt both amused and exasperated.

But he already had a vague guess in his heart as to what this was.

Sure enough, Bai Xianyīn had originally been pleased, but upon hearing this she immediately retorted: "Young master, this doesn't even count as a treasure; this is a feather left after the phoenix's nirvana, a true treasure, containing part of the essence and qi of the phoenix divine beast!"