Chapter 257: Eyes Empty Ten Thousand Miles of Jade Sea

For ten full days and nights, Chen Hang was detained in this inner scene world, fighting with these almost endless fire evil spirits.

Because he could only use sword technique to defend against the enemy.

During this period.

No matter how careful he was, he was severely injured more than once.

His belly was rotten and his intestines were pierced, his bones were broken and his skin was opened.

Several times he almost lost his life here.

In the last few days, he only relied on his flesh to barely supply the True Origin, and used the One True Dharma Realm as a place for mental rest, reviewing the various omissions and deficiencies in his previous sword moves, to barely continue fighting.

And in such a fierce battle.

Although Chen Hang was embarrassed.

He felt his mind becoming clearer and clearer, as if washed.

Every time he wielded his sword, there was a faint sense of joy in sweeping away the dust.

But although this was the case, no matter how hard he tried, he was still a line away from the state he wanted to achieve.

It was unclear and unspeakable, difficult to achieve body and sword as one...

Just as his mind was turning, and he was thinking hard.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, and a clear bell sound seemed to ring in his ears.

Once this thought arose, all kinds of past realizations surged into his heart like sparks!

Seeing through the root cause for a moment, his heart was blessed, like heaven's rain falling on his head, his heart was incomparably bright for a moment, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly:

"There is also no nothingness, and no nothingness also has existence, so my eyes don't see things, and things don't see nothingness, having already become nothingness, having nothingness to get nothingness... Body arrives, heart arrives, sword arrives, intention arrives!

This heart has long been sufficient for profound feeling, the realm is in my body...

Why do I need to seek it bitterly from the outside!"

Once these words were spoken.

Chen Hang's consciousness shook violently!

The barrier in front of him had turned into powder, beaten like sand and chips, and disappeared without a trace, naturally ascending to the fourth realm of Sword Dao.

He smiled lightly, just reached out and took it from afar, without any action, and his figure disappeared in a moment.

In the field, only a red light was seen rising to the sky, then swept forward, flashing and disappearing, cutting through the void cleanly, like dividing soft mud!

At this time, thick smoke blocked the sky, and hundreds of fire evil spirits were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, with flames rising.

Making the mountains and rivers tremble, just like the Great Scorching Hell...

And suddenly.

The movements of these hundreds of fire evil spirits stopped, motionless, frozen in mid-air.

Until a few breaths later.

Dense sword marks slowly appeared on the bodies of these spirits.

Then they were torn apart.

And exploded in the air!

At this time, Chen Hang also appeared from the sword light a few miles away, glanced at this scene, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The reason why the sword cultivators of this world are difficult to deal with, making a group of cultivators unwilling to provoke them easily.

It is not only because the sword cultivator's killing power is strong and they are good at fighting, but also because their escape speed is extremely fast, they can fight and run, and the speed has reached a state that makes people think it is incredible.

Often in a few short breaths, they can decide the outcome of life and death!

And even if a blow doesn't hit.

Unless they meet someone whose cultivation is far stronger than their own, they can also easily borrow the sword to escape, leave the battle circle, and not lose a single bit...

It can be said that only by cultivating the fourth realm of Sword Dao—body and sword as one, and being able to use the sword escape, can one be considered to have truly entered the grand path of Sword Dao.

Since then, they have broken away from using momentum.

And stepped into the realm of performing techniques!

And at this time, after attaining "body and sword as one," Chen Hang only felt that the great power lingering around him had disappeared.

When driving talisman artifacts and Daoist techniques, there was no barrier existing, hindering the operation of true qi.

He knew that he had achieved perfection at this time, and there was no need to stay in this inner scene world any longer.

So he moved his mind and detached himself, leaving only a group of fire evil spirits scratching the air in vain, their roaring sounds lingering for a long time...

In the hall, the nine-aperture precious pearl shook gently, and sprayed out a roll of rosy light again.

At the same time as the rosy light appeared, a sharp sword light jumped up, cold and piercing, penetrating people's skin and bones!

After circling in the air for a turn, it fell back to the ground, revealing Chen Hang's figure from within.

"The blade invades the chest, the fire forces the skin, seeking life in death, in the past, in dangerous situations such as snake poison and ghost qi, people could find strange plans..."

The young Daoist standing tall in the hall was full of blood, his posture embarrassed.

Only a pair of eyes shone brightly, like two points of ghost fire, burning people, with faint smiles inside.

"Disciple thanks the Yuanshu Zhenjun for his teaching!"

Chen Hang bowed and said.

"..."

Facing the strange gazes cast by the three magic artifacts on the steps

Even with Ding Hepu's face and determination, he felt a bit embarrassed, and his expression was unnatural.

But soon.

He threw this bit of embarrassment behind his head, coughed a few times, nodded slightly, and said:

"A child can be taught; that you can realize this Yuanshu Zhenjun's painstaking efforts is also rare! You are worthy of being a hero of my sect, truly a person with roots!"

Like the high and brilliant great technique of sword escape, there are only a few types of escape methods in the universe that can be compared with it.

After cultivating this technique, there is no need to spend any more thought on cultivating escape methods like the Thunderbolt Flying Thunder.

The two can no longer be discussed together; it can be said to be heaven and earth!

And since Chen Hang started cultivating the Dao, the shortcoming in escape speed has not only been made up for, but has become a powerful means to decide the outcome.

With this technique.

In the Long Gong choosing a son-in-law.

Chen Hang's chances of winning have increased by three points, and he cannot help but be happy!

At this time, after Ding Hepu praised a few words and talked about some experiences of teaching people, he suddenly reached out and pointed at Chen Hang, chanting a spell.

In a moment, Chen Hang felt a warm current spreading in his body, and the various injuries on his meridians and shell were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, his spirit was also refreshed, as if he had been nourished by some great medicine.

After only ten breaths, his injuries were healed, and his true qi also returned to its old state, intact.

"The Northern Dipper drops death, the Southern Dipper rises to life... That talisman is not the Buqingdu Correct Talisman, but the Southern Dipper Life-Storing Talisman; this Yuanshu Zhenjun is a famous teacher in the world, having educated people for many years; before, it was just to stimulate your will, how could I deliberately make you lose your flesh?"

On the jade bed.

Ding Hepu smiled slightly, with a look of self-satisfaction.

And before Chen Hang could say anything.

He felt his feet sway, and after a brief trance, he had already detached from the great hall and stood in the ten-thousand-zhang cloud sky.

That bronze palace had disappeared, and he didn't know where it had gone.

Only Ding Hepu's voice echoed in the original place, saying:

"Now that all matters are finished, I won't keep you here any longer, delaying your proper Dao work. I know you have a magic artifact that can move through the void; this place is not far from Jin Ting Mountain, if you want to return to Changying Academy, go by yourself, this Yuanshu Zhenjun won't send you off."

After speaking.

Ding Hepu added:

"By the way, this Yuanshu Zhenjun needs to retreat recently, I hope when I come out, your cultivation will advance again, don't lose this firm heart!"

Hearing this, Chen Hang was slightly startled, then smiled lightly, bowed to the sky to show his respect.

White clouds rise to distant peaks, swaying into the clear sky—

Standing at such a high place, besides the gale and strong wind around him, there was nothing else.

The peaks and rivers under his feet were all blurred points or lines, and even the cities, ditches, and forests were vague.

It was as if they were so small that they could be plucked with one hand and held in the palm of his hand.

Clouds appeared like tigers and leopards, and also like bears and bears, showing various strange states, colorful, and their shapes were different.

In a moment, they disappeared again, and their traces were gone.

Standing at such a high place and looking out, he only felt the sky was high and the clouds were low, and the mountains and rivers in the universe were spread out clearly in front of his eyes like a picture scroll, the colors were brilliant, making people's hearts inevitably feel a sense of carefree and happy feeling!

It was as if the heaven and earth were big, but there was nothing to block them.

Everything could be galloped at will!

"Master? Are we going back to that Changying Academy now?"

At this moment.

The Five-Qi Qiankun Ring suddenly climbed onto Chen Hang's shoulder and asked flatteringly.

It knew that since it was gifted by the Qiao clan and changed to a new master, it would follow this person.

And Chen Hang's talent was also clearly seen just now; I think if he doesn't die halfway, he will definitely have some achievements in the future!

So if it doesn't flatter him now, when will it wait?

"No, not going back to Changying Academy."

Chen Hang pondered for a moment, said:

"Go directly to the East Sea!"

He killed no less than a dozen noble clan disciples in the Flowing Fire Honghua Cave, and Chen Hang naturally searched their storage talisman artifacts.

There were many treasures inside.

The value was also quite precious.

But there were not many that were beneficial to Chen Hang's current cultivation.

If an ordinary person encountered this scene, most would give these treasures to disciples or juniors, but now Chen Hang hadn't even found a master, let alone taking disciples.

Rather than letting these things gather dust, taking them out to exchange for a good price is the right reason.

Moreover, Chen Hang also had a vague idea in his heart; the Dragon Clan was originally wealthy, and back then they also secretly snatched a lot of family property from the Taichu Heaven Dragon Court.

And the owner behind the Jade Spring Immortal Market was the Dragon Clan.

Maybe.

There would be innate five-element essence in the market!

He had obtained three Yellow Dragon Galls, and in the future, when cultivating the "Ingesting Five Essences" realm, he didn't need to worry about the earth line.

But the four types of gold, wood, water, and fire were still lacking.

Now that he had come to the East Sea, he might as well go to the Jade Spring Immortal Market to try his luck.

If he could really find the innate five-element essence in that market, it wouldn't be a wasted trip.

And at this moment, after answering, Chen Hang didn't look at the distant god mountain much, raised his sword escape, turned into a red light and cut through the gale, straight into the depths of the clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Until nearly an hour later, the sealing power in the void around him faintly decreased.

Chen Hang didn't continue to move forward, completely detaching from the territory covered by the seal.

Instead, he stopped his sword light, circled a few times in the clouds, and soon found a city by the sea.

People came and went in the city, and from time to time there were colorful escape lights rising and falling, which was very lively and prosperous.

Seeing this, Chen Hang smiled lightly, urged his flying sword, fell to a pier in the city, arrived in front of it in a moment, then collected his sword momentum, and his figure slowly appeared from the light.

There were originally many cultivators in the field talking and laughing, but suddenly seeing a sword light tear through the atmosphere, arriving in front of them in an instant from afar, they were all startled.

They looked at each other, stopped their voices unconsciously, and all carried a bit of caution.

Not long after.

A pier manager who was transformed from a water monster with gills behind his ears and blue scales on his cheeks hurried over upon hearing the news.

He was full of smiles, bowed to Chen Hang, and said cautiously:

"Greetings, honored guest, I wonder if you are going to the Jade Spring Immortal Market?"

"Excuse me, I want to borrow your precious ship."

Chen Hang returned the salute.

"Easy to say! Easy to say! The next ferry will set sail in half an hour, please wait for a moment, honored guest."

Seeing that the visitor was not here to make trouble, the manager transformed from the monster felt relieved, and hurriedly said with a smile.

Chen Hang nodded slightly, without saying much.

"..."

The manager originally wanted to invite him into the building for tea, and incidentally use words to test Chen Hang's background.

But seeing him like this, he didn't dare to say much, just laughed dryly, and bowed away.

Although the Jade Spring Immortal Market was on the East Sea, it had no fixed place; it was on the back of a god monster Baxia, carried by this Baxia and wandering in the boundless sea, with no fixed whereabouts.

If one had been to the Jade Spring Immortal Market before, one would naturally be gifted a jade talisman by the people of the market.

With this talisman, one could determine the location of the Jade Spring Immortal Market.

But Chen Hang was coming to the East Sea for the first time, and naturally had no jade talisman in hand, so he could only follow these ferries and let them lead the way.

About half an hour.

In the distant sky, a few crisp whistling sounds suddenly arose, shaking the eardrums.

Chen Hang looked at it, only to see three large sea pythons with mottled colors dragging a large sea boat ten zhang high, divided into upper, middle, and lower layers, rushing over, stirring up rolling waves, and the momentum was not small.

"Are you using these python monsters to find the location of the immortal market?"

Seeing this, Chen Hang couldn't help but ask the pier manager.

"Exactly, exactly, honored guest's Dharma eyes are not wrong!"

The pier manager hurriedly replied.

"Baxia is a god monster, why can these python monsters find its traces? Among them, what is the saying?"

"This... honored guest..."

Hearing this, the pier manager was not easy to speak, stammering.

Seeing this, Chen Hang didn't make things difficult for him, shook his head slightly, and stopped the topic.

Soon, the large sea boat arrived at the pier, and after feeding the three large sea pythons some elixirs, and having the pier laborers carry sheep and other blood food for the sea pythons to taste,

The sea boat opened its restrictions and lowered a long ladder.

Chen Hang and a group of people who wanted to go to the Jade Spring Immortal Market paid the talisman money and went up along the long ladder, and then under the guidance of a few servants, each chose a cabin.

Chen Hang didn't lack this bit of talisman money now, so he chose the top layer with a pair of brothers and sisters.

Pushing the door to look.

Seeing that it was not very spacious inside, but the walls were clean and the decoration was elegant.

He nodded slightly, covered the door, and sat down.

"That person can use the sword escape method, he is clearly a powerful sword cultivator! And sword cultivators are always strange in temperament, and if they don't agree, they will kill people, don't cause trouble!"

In the top cabin, seeing Chen Hang cover the door.

Among the pair of brothers and sisters, the girl was obviously younger, and she curiously looked at Chen Hang's cabin a few times, her eyes turned, not knowing what she was planning.

Her cheeks bulged, eager to try.

Seeing this, her brother was startled, and hurriedly lowered his voice and shouted:

"We are here to visit Manager Mao of the Immortal Market this time, to ask him to take care of the clan's business; if you dare to delay the big event, I will drive you off the ship now!"

"... I'm not stupid, I just got a flying sword, and I want to ask that sword cultivator senior for advice, to see if he can be merciful and give some pointers on my sword technique." The girl rolled her eyes and said.

"That kind of person, and so young! If he is willing to be a guest on the island, even Grandfather cannot neglect him and must treat him as an honored guest; how can he be invited so easily?"

The brother sneered, and then slowly added:

"Besides, with your three-legged cat sword technique, why do you have to take it out to make a fool of yourself?"

The girl was furious upon hearing this, and the two began to argue with each other.

Although the door was covered with sound-insulating restrictions, Chen Hang's hearing was extremely clear, and he didn't miss a word.

But he didn't pay much attention, just read a volume of Daoist books by himself.

And soon.

Three days passed.

On this evening, Chen Hang's mind suddenly moved, and after taking out the tortoise shell and pinching the fingers,

He suddenly frowned slightly and pushed the door out.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 259 =====

What?

Chen Yushu's offspring?

Qingzhi's eyes widened, as if she had suddenly remembered something; her expression turned slightly bitter, and her brows drooped.

After muttering a few words, the Daoist nun couldn't help but sigh:

"We returned from Ququan Heaven this time without even catching a glimpse of the Great Saint Candle Dragon. It was clear you were there, yet those few Candle Dragons wouldn't let us enter the Colorless Palace... I fear the matter of asking the Great Saint Candle Dragon to persuade Chen Yu to take back the borrowed Wind-Fire Meditation Cushion will come to nothing.

Qingzhi, you..."

The Daoist nun turned her head and saw Qingzhi lost in thought, her eyes vaguely unfocused.

Her brows twitched involuntarily, and she swallowed the words that were about to escape her throat.

"We are going back to report to True Person Zhuojing. What about you? Are you coming back to Mount Lutai with us, or are you staying in the East Sea to play?"

After shaking Qingzhi and seeing her dazedly come back to her senses, the Daoist nun asked.

"I want to go to the Southern Domain..."

Qingzhi sighed wistfully.

"The Southern Domain? You aren't going to the East Sea to sponge off the Dragon Clan anymore?" the Daoist nun asked in surprise.

"I naturally have to stop by the East Sea for a bit. Once I return from the Southern Domain, I'll go find the Dragon Clan to sponge off them!"

Qingzhi cupped her chubby face and sighed again:

"However, I once knew a pretty boy at Fu Yu Lake. We were good friends, but forced by... overwhelming power, I did some things I regret to him.

On the way back from Ququan Heaven, I thought about it over and over, and I still think I should explain things clearly.

I think... even with that kind of background, he shouldn't be a bad person!"

The Daoist nun listened from the side, completely bewildered, unable to make heads or tails of it.

Without waiting for her to ask, Qingzhi had already jumped out of the Great Six Geng Nine Cloud Carriage, shook her body, and transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall green bird. As her wings flapped, auspicious clouds and purple mist swirled around her.

In the blink of an eye.

She rushed into the depths of the extreme sky and vanished without a trace.

"Oh, right!"

Before long.

A massive bird head suddenly poked out from above the clouds, and Qingzhi returned:

"The peach trees I planted in the mystic realm should be ripe; you mustn't steal any!"

"Who would eat yours? I..."

The Daoist nun was helpless, but before she could finish, Qingzhi was already in a rush, flapping her wings and crashing through layers of gale winds, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.

"Let's go, back to Mount Lutai!"

The Daoist nun shook her head, gave instructions to those around her, and sighed inwardly, secretly thinking:

"This mission to Ququan Heaven didn't even result in seeing the Great Saint Candle Dragon, let alone asking him to persuade Chen Yu... If I report this to True Person Zhuojing, it will surely provoke her anger.

Had I known.

I wouldn't have taken this bitter task..."

(End of chapter)