Chapter 29: The Theory of the Ancient Great World
"I have read your mission report. It is very good to use wisdom to eliminate a Painted Skin Demon."
Lu Yang was happy in his heart. It is not easy to get a compliment from the Eldest Senior Sister. The trip to Taiping Township is worth it.
After Yun Zhi commented lightly, thinking of the meaning behind the Painted Skin Demon, her eyebrows were a bit gloomy.
"For a hundred years, with the arrival of the Great World, the forces hidden in the dark are ready to move, ghosts are rampant, this Great Xia Dynasty seems calm, but I don't know how many disasters are hidden in it. The Great Xia Dynasty wants face and refuses to seek help from the five great immortal sects." Yun Zhi sighed lightly. This was naturally not said to Lu Yang.
Lu Yang noticed a word in the Eldest Senior Sister's words: "The Great World has arrived?"
He hadn't heard of this term, and he hadn't seen it in books.
Yun Zhi's voice was ethereal, as if not in this world: "A hundred years ago, the Supreme Elder of the Tiance Sect walked out of the dead gate, blood spilled on the Qinghe River, and asked heaven with his life. What he calculated is unknown."
The Tiance Sect claims that all things can be measured, nothing can be solved, pays attention to the clarity of heaven, cause and effect, and the one who questioned the insurance of the Landing Money Chamber of Commerce was them.
"The Supreme Elder then announced to the world that the Great World has arrived, reproducing the brilliant prosperity of ancient immortal cultivation."
"According to past practice, it is a good harvest for the five great immortal sects to produce a single spirit root in a session. Your session has appeared ancient barbarian tribes, three single spirit roots, and immortal bodies that are rarer than single spirit roots. I heard people say that other immortal sects have also recruited many geniuses who are no less than single spirit roots in the past hundred years. From these, we can see a corner of the ancient Great World."
Yun Zhi rarely hooked up a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, as if mocking: "The ancient Great World is said to be a prosperous era, but it is actually extremely chaotic. Various forces and interests are intertwined, demons and ghosts are intriguing, human hearts are unpredictable, life and death are determined by heaven, and countless innocent people died before an immortal expert appeared. In terms of peace and stability, it is far inferior to the present."
Lu Yang felt that the Eldest Senior Sister smiled very coldly.
Lu Yang had seen descriptions of the ancient Great World in books. The ancient Great World respected strength, the winner was king, there was no distinction between righteous and demonic, and the human race was only one of the strong at that time, far from the status of the continent's overlord today.
Demons came out, dragons fought, geniuses roamed the world, used blood and bones to cast prestige, decisive in killing, and countless experts became legends respected by millions of people in this process, the goal that cultivators struggled for their whole lives and could not touch. It was really surging, wishing they could travel to that era and show their talents.
It was in this troubled world that all kinds of heroes had the opportunity to emerge.
But seeing the Eldest Senior Sister's expression, Lu Yang realized that the ancient Great World was a good thing for geniuses, but a hellish nightmare for ordinary people.
Living in the morning and dying in the evening, life is not guaranteed. An ordinary confrontation in the upper layer, their own people will become slaves and prisoners, enslaved and slaughtered by others, without any stability.
The ancient Great World described in the book is magnificent, because the author himself is a high-level cultivator, and his heart yearns for the scene at that time.
If it were changed to an ordinary person's perspective, it would be a completely different picture.
Lu Yang realized that after he became a cultivator, he seemed to have ignored the fact that he was once a mortal.
This shouldn't be.
Yun Zhi didn't discuss this topic too much. This was too early for Lu Yang: "Do you have anything else to ask?"
"That, Eldest Senior Sister, do you have any magic spells for traveling?"
"Naturally, but why do you want this kind of magic spell?"
The Seeking Dao Sect and the Landing Money Chamber of Commerce have an agreement. Seeking Dao Sect disciples go out, and the expenses of living and traveling at the Landing Money Chamber of Commerce are recorded in the Seeking Dao Sect's account. Lu Yang doesn't even need to pay spirit stones for taking a flying boat. Where is the magic spell for traveling used?
Lu Yang scratched his head, rarely showing an embarrassed look: "Nothing, just want to learn, save money for our Seeking Dao Sect."
Yun Zhi didn't doubt it: "You have this heart, and I, as a senior sister, can't fail your will. You have just established your foundation, and there are not many magic spells you can use."
Lu Yang laughed and rubbed his hands: "It's fine if there is one that can be used."
"I have watched your practice this year, and you are worthy of the name of Sword Spirit Root. I have a flying sword technique here, which can let you step on a flying sword and roam the five lakes and four seas."
"There is also a movement technique, tempering spiritual sense, making your spiritual sense strong enough to move your body, flying at will, but the speed is not as fast as the flying sword technique, but it saves effort, and tempering spiritual sense is also helpful for future battles."
"Transformation technique is also an optional choice. After learning, you can change into a bird, soaring in the sky, free and unrestrained."
"Junior brother, which one do you choose?" Yun Zhi said casually, providing Lu Yang with a choice.
"..."
"That, is there a magic spell that doesn't need to fly?"
Yun Zhi looked at Lu Yang, who was blushing, with great interest: "Oh, why do you want to learn a magic spell for traveling that doesn't need to fly?"
Lu Yang stammered and couldn't speak for a long time.
Yun Zhi didn't ask any more: "There are also magic spells that don't need to fly, but this magic spell requires extremely high understanding of Daoism, and also has requirements for magic power. It may be a bit early for you to learn now."
"It's okay, try it first, it doesn't matter if it doesn't succeed."
"This magic spell is called Shrinking Earth into an Inch. The difficulty of practice is extremely high. This is the mental formula. After you are proficient in reciting, I will formally teach you."
Yun Zhi raised her jade hand, casually opened a piece of space, took out a piece of golden paper, and neatly lined up with delicate fonts.
Lu Yang carefully took the golden paper. This thing looks expensive. If he tears it, it will be terrible.
After Lu Yang left, Yun Zhi closed her eyes and continued to practice. With a cold wind, an old and resentful voice came to her ears, making people shudder, as if falling into an ice cellar.
"My good apprentice, how long do you want to lock me up?"
That voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, making people's hair stand on end and their backs cold!
"I haven't taught you many times. It's not easy for you to cultivate to today's realm. I am proud of you."
"It is often said that one day as a teacher, life as a father. You cannot ignore my teaching grace and imprison me here."
"The Seeking Dao Sect has had no Sect Master for ten years. You act as the Sect Master's power on my behalf. Are you not afraid of gossip and affecting your Eldest Senior Sister's glorious image?"
"It's fine for you to accept disciples on my behalf and accept such a sword genius for me. I won't investigate further."
"But you should at least let me out, let me see my apprentice, worship the portrait of the teacher instead of the real person, wouldn't it be a joke if it got out?"
The voice contains some kind of magic, picking the heartstrings, making people unconsciously want to believe, unseal, and release the owner of the voice.
Yun Zhi practiced with all her heart and turned a deaf ear.
Seeing that Yun Zhi was unmoved, the old voice turned into a sigh, disappearing completely, as if it had never appeared.
End of Chapter
