Chapter 62

Little Wei Yuan stood before a deep blue palace, looking up at the three large characters above the gate: Hall of Myriad Forms.

The Hall of Myriad Forms was a hundred zhang tall and entirely deep blue. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it looked crystalline and faintly transparent, like a piece of naturally formed jade; one could not see any seams between bricks or stones. Standing before the hall, Little Wei Yuan felt a vast, indescribable aura rushing toward him, as if ten thousand years of history were right before his eyes.

"This place contains all the Dao foundations that have appeared in the Grand Void Palace since its inception, and it also includes many Dao foundations from other sects. Let's go in and take a look."

Zhang Sheng walked into the hall first, and Little Wei Yuan followed. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a river of stars rising from the ground and spanning across the ceiling. Within the river of stars were countless brilliant stars, all of which were various types of Dao foundations.

Little Wei Yuan had long known that there were thousands of types of Dao foundations in the world, but when all these Dao foundations were laid out before his eyes, that shock, that grandeur, and that impact coming from heaven, earth, and the past and future were truly indescribable.

This was the true path to immortality!

It took Little Wei Yuan a great effort to recover from the shock, and he tried to release his spiritual sense to touch the star closest to him.

【Slaying Iron Cavalry Saber: Earth-rank lower grade. A saber is a weapon of slaughter and can enter the Earth-rank. When this Dao foundation drives a magic treasure, it has the effects of weight, toughness, and armor-piercing; it is even better for long-saber type magic treasures. Review: The shape of this saber is ugly and its texture is rough, showing that the cultivator cannot distinguish between beauty and ugliness, so it is rated one grade lower.】

As soon as Little Wei Yuan's consciousness touched that star, he saw a rugged long saber, narrow at both ends and thick in the middle; it was truly a bit uncoordinated. However, Dao foundations inevitably have impurities, and it is normal for the path to immortality to occasionally have flaws.

Little Wei Yuan then saw a star flickering with a peach-colored light, and his spiritual sense touched it:

【Red Bean Weaving Pouch: Human-rank lower grade. This Dao foundation relieves the pain of lovesickness; one can inquire about the location of a beloved person three times within a day, with a deviation of one zhang. Review:...】

Little Wei Yuan was greatly surprised; were there such Dao foundations in the world? He followed the trend and looked to the side.

【Mirage Colt: Mirage vapor turns into a horse, traveling eighty li a day.】

【Style Makeup: Human-rank upper grade. This Dao foundation allows the cultivator's appearance to change as they wish. Review: It truly has the ability to change the world and turn demons into immortals, and it has a miraculous effect on those with weak willpower. If it were not difficult to become a Dharma Form, it would not be an exaggeration to rate it as Heaven-rank.】

Little Wei Yuan watched with great interest, never expecting that there would be so much brilliance among Human-rank Dao foundations; it was simply opening up a new world. By comparison, the Earth-rank Dao foundations were lackluster, all being works that followed the rules; watching too many of them helped with sleep.

Just as he was watching with great interest, Zhang Sheng slapped him on the head and said, "Don't look at those useless things, look up!"

Little Wei Yuan reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked upward in the direction Zhang Sheng's finger was pointing. He saw that at the highest point of the dome, in the center of the river of stars, large stars were gradually emerging, each emitting a brilliant light that illuminated the entire hall, making the countless stars grounded at both ends appear dim and lusterless.

In a short while, more than three hundred new shining stars appeared at the top of the river of stars, spanning across the dome.

Little Wei Yuan tried to touch one of the stars and saw an ancient bell inside.

【Morning and Evening Bell: Heaven-rank middle grade, has the effects of suppressing luck, enlightening, and exorcising demons. Review: The so-called evening drum and morning bell; once this bell rings, it can make inner demons recede, and it has a miraculous effect on enlightenment and breaking through barriers.】

Zhang Sheng said, "These are all Heaven-rank Dao foundations, totaling three hundred and seventeen items. Without the permission of a True Lord, ordinary disciples can only see Earth-rank and Human-rank Dao foundations. However, since you are my, Zhang Sheng's, disciple, you can naturally see them all. There are more than eighteen thousand types of Dao foundations in the Hall of Myriad Forms, but there are only three hundred Heaven-rank ones."

Little Wei Yuan looked at them one by one and suddenly saw a cyan immortal sword:

【Immortal Sword Green Qing Qing Si Yu: Heaven-rank upper grade, has the ability to erode Dao foundations. Review: Those who are struck will definitely be injured; it is sinister and weak, so it does not enter the Immortal-rank.】

Little Wei Yuan subconsciously said, "Master! Someone is scolding you!"

Zhang Sheng snorted and said, "A single Green Qing Qing Si Yu naturally does not enter the Immortal-rank. However, your master has two other immortal swords, either of which could be listed as Immortal-rank on its own. As for the person who wrote that review, they have a grudge against my Azure Heaven Hall, so there is no need to pay attention to them now. When I achieve the Imperial View and write history, I will naturally demote their Dao foundation to the Earth-rank."

"Where are your other two immortal swords?" Little Wei Yuan hurriedly searched.

He was very curious about Zhang Sheng's Dao foundation, and the rumors he occasionally heard about Zhang Sheng's Dao foundation were all miraculous. With a youth's temperament, Little Wei Yuan had long wanted to see them for himself.

Zhang Sheng flicked his large sleeve, and dozens of huge stars emerged one by one at the very core of the river of stars. They slowly rotated around a mass of darkness in the center, forming a self-contained entity that became a shining ball of light, making even the Heaven-rank Dao foundations pale in comparison.

【Immortal Sword Great Sun】, 【Seven Wonders Exquisite Treasure Tree】, 【Suppressing Demon Ninefold Pagoda】, 【Immortal Sword Slaying Void】, 【Immortal Sword Departing Sorrow】... 【Night Epiphyllum Orchid】...

There were more than forty newly emerged immortal foundations, with the most numerous still being immortal swords, totaling eight. This was not surprising; the Grand Void Palace founder alone had four immortal swords, all of which were immortal foundations. The Grand Void Palace had always valued slaughter, so many disciples throughout the generations had cultivated immortal swords. For example, the Great Sun Sword-Holding Scripture was specifically for cultivating immortal swords; besides the immortal foundation Great Sun Sword, there was also one Heaven-rank and three Earth-rank swords. Those who could not cultivate immortal foundations might also cultivate Heaven-rank or Earth-rank flying swords.

In Little Wei Yuan's eyes, each immortal foundation was a path to ascending to immortality!

After looking at all the immortal foundations one by one, Little Wei Yuan suddenly felt that the very center of the river of stars was not purely darkness, but seemed to be gestating something.

He pointed to the core of the river of stars and asked, "Are there immortal foundations there too?"

Zhang Sheng said indifferently, "Those that can be gestated in the core are supreme Dao foundations that are about to be formed; even among immortal foundations, they can suppress the era. Naturally, there is a place for your master there."

He glanced at Little Wei Yuan again and said, "Perhaps there is a place for you there too."

Little Wei Yuan sighed inwardly, but he dared not think so. Ten years of body forging had only just reached completion, almost grinding away all his confidence and sharpness. He did not know what kind of Dao foundation he could forge now, but throwing in such a massive amount of elixirs would make it difficult to account for even a Heaven-rank Dao foundation.

Master and disciple had been together for thirteen years, so Little Wei Yuan naturally knew his master's inexplicable confidence; wherever there was a ranking, such as the heart of the Dao foundation river, there should be a place for him, and if there was extra space, then Little Wei Yuan could occupy a small piece.

However, Little Wei Yuan immediately remembered that Zhang Sheng had already forged his Dao foundation. How could he say there would still be a place for him in the heart of the river of stars?

With doubts in his heart, Little Wei Yuan naturally asked. Zhang Sheng had been waiting for this question for a long time and immediately said loudly, "Who says a Dao foundation cannot change after it is forged?"

Little Wei Yuan was shocked; this did not conform to common sense!

Zhang Sheng took in Little Wei Yuan's expression, feeling satisfied, and his expression softened. He coughed and said, "Actually, your generation is quite good, producing two unprecedented Dao foundations. One is Bao Yun's Seven Wonders Treasure Tree, which can rank at the very top among immortal foundations, and the other is Yan Ming's Leakless Golden Toad, which belongs to the top of the Heaven-rank, only a line away from being an immortal foundation."

"Leakless Golden Toad?" Little Wei Yuan was particularly sensitive to the word "Toad".

Zhang Sheng pointed, and a star in the river of stars shone brightly, with a small golden toad sitting inside, holding a jade plate on its back.

【Leakless Golden Toad: Heaven-rank upper grade, can gather treasure aura from a hundred li around and gestate immortal materials on its own. Review: This is truly the foundation of a noble family for a thousand years!】

Yan Ming... Little Wei Yuan thought of that dark-skinned boy from the East Sea. This Dao foundation, sitting at home without moving and being able to generate wealth on its own, was simply invincible.

Little Wei Yuan remembered that he had once thought about making good friends with Yan Ming, but later he got busy with cultivation and forgot about it. He could only sigh inwardly; knowing is easy, doing is hard; the sages truly did not deceive me.

After looking at the Dao foundations, Zhang Sheng took Little Wei Yuan to the incense altar in the hall and said, "Drip three drops of fresh blood into the tripod, and the Hall of Myriad Forms will record your Primordial Spirit aura. In the future, when you achieve your Dao foundation, there will also be a place for you in this hall."

Little Wei Yuan reached his hand into the copper tripod on the incense table and dripped three drops of fresh blood from his fingertip. The blood beads dripped down, shaped like pink pearls, rolled a few times at the bottom of the tripod, and suddenly disappeared.

After leaving his fresh blood, Little Wei Yuan still wanted to look at the Human-rank Dao foundations, but he was dragged away by Zhang Sheng. After leaving the hall, Little Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and still voiced the worry that had been hidden in his heart: "Master, what if my Dao foundation is only Heaven-rank?"

Zhang Sheng's gaze was like a sword, glaring fiercely at Little Wei Yuan, and he said, "You dare?"

Little Wei Yuan cried out in his heart, was this a question of daring or not?

The sword light in Zhang Sheng's eyes faded, and he said, "Dao foundations cannot be forced; just let nature take its course. If it's not even Heaven-rank, and only Earth-rank, it actually doesn't matter; at worst, your master will clean up the sect and execute you, this rebellious disciple, first."

These words were said lightly, as if he were talking about daily trifles like eating and drinking.

After speaking, Zhang Sheng released his flying sword and said, "Follow me; there is one more thing I need to tell you."

Little Wei Yuan obediently stepped onto the flying sword, not daring to say another word. Zhang Sheng's words just now were not a joke; the more serious he was, the lighter he appeared.

(End of chapter)