Although Chu Qinghe knew what method Zhang Zhenren was talking about, he could still sense the hesitation in Zhang Zhenren's attitude.

Driven away by Wu Daojin, the people surrounding him then retreated into the courtyard to end their cultivation.

At the same time, in Wu Daojin's view, there was a faint barrier in the sky above the four small states, with the power of heaven and earth contained within it.

However, Master Zhang chose to reveal his method of breaking through to the Divine Seat Realm, using himself as an example to point out the path to the Divine Seat Realm to the martial artists of the entire Four Continents. His temperament and magnanimity were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Hearing Zhang Zhenren's words, Chu Qinghe did not respond immediately, but remained silent.

In the courtyard where Zhan Xingzhi lives, the core of the phoenix tree is considered one of the top feng shui positions.

Master Zhang shook his head and said, "Worry! It will come to that point eventually. Naturally, I won't be able to tell who I'm looking for after it's over."

"Even if something goes wrong, it will be the old Taoist priest who will bear the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe replied, "For Qu Feiyan to still be willing to do such things at her current strength and status is a return to simplicity and a sign of a low level of refinement."

At that point, Master Zhang became even more curious about the person Zhan Xingzhi had mentioned.

Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "We might know each other."

His gaze swept over the nearby wooden house and the fields, and Zhan Xingzhi said with a smile, "I never expected that Qu Feiyan of the Wudang Sect would have such an elegant interest in cultivating a vegetable garden at the foot of Wudang Mountain."

Seeing that Gongzi Yu was speeding up, the rest of us also mobilized less true energy to circulate within our bodies, making us even slower.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening. Rather than being controlled by others in the future, it would be better to let this old Taoist be a pioneer and perhaps plant a seed in those four small states with the method of living towards death."

The feng shui outside her own house attracts men.

If one is the ruler of a country, one is born with the power of heaven and earth, and wherever one goes, the power of heaven and earth will move accordingly.

Moreover, he was over eighty years old, and it wasn't until a few days later that he reached the peak of the Celestial Realm.

That time, I was on business in the Qin Kingdom. If I had traveled by carriage, it would have taken several months to get there.

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Master Zhang shook his head and smiled, saying, "That matter, which could attract praise from the junior leader of the Azure Dragon Society, is probably enough for this old Taoist to boast about for several years."

In Feng Shui, the influence of wind direction, sunlight, rainfall, and even the lingering forces of heaven and earth varies, and there is no distinction between eight grades and four streams when it comes to places of residence.

Zhan Xingzhi swallowed the tea and exhaled a heavy breath. He then replied, "A person is born into this world and should not do anything. The martial arts in those four small states have been cut off. Continuing on would ultimately be limited by others."

Sitting opposite Zhang Zhenren was Chu Qinghe, who had been playing there since before he handed over the Heavenly Kingdom of Xiaoming to Yaoyue last year.

According to Wu Daojin's observation, the feng shui of Yushui City has not yet reached a balance. If there are any changes in the short term, the phoenix and wutong trees in Yushui City will undergo another transformation.

Chu Qinghe inquired, "What about the other low-level Celestial Realm experts in this small land of four states? Will they perish with Qu Feiyan at the foot of Wudang Mountain? At that time, there will probably be no more low-level Celestial Realm experts in the entire small land of four states, and the Wudang Sect and Qu Feiyan may be despised by the forces that do not exist in the heavens."

In response to Chu Qinghe's question, Master Zhang shook his head and said, "That is precisely why I had to do it that way."

Upon seeing this, before taking another sip of tea, Zhan Xingzhi hurriedly said, "If what you say is true, young master, the original plan to invite all the masters in the heavens to reveal the method of condensing Zhang Sanfeng's pill was just a whim of mine. But according to what you say, young master, those four small states have always been a place of captivity, and even the path of martial arts has been deliberately interrupted by the people of the Xia Dynasty, preventing martial artists from ever reaching a lower level of martial arts. Those four small states will forever remain as things captivity of our people."

Before knowing the odds of Wu Daojin defeating the Xia Dynasty, not only Zhan Xingzhi and the others, but even Shui Mu Yin Ji, while cultivating, showed some relief from the seriousness between their brows.

His talent was so low that even Master Zhang was astonished.

A moment ago, before he could take in the scene of Yushui City from his own courtyard with his spiritual energy, Wu Daojin muttered, "No wonder I felt that the place was wrong when I walked there back then. It turns out that Yushui City is a place of phoenixes."

Thinking it over, Wu Daojin used his internal energy to draw a piece of wood to his face and then began to carve it.

Listening to what Wu Daojin said, Zhan Xingzhi looked at the small and large bags and packages he and the others had, and felt helpless.

As the spiritual energy and the power of heaven and earth circulated within his body, Wu Daojin's eyes were tinged with a layer of golden fluorescence.

Before his gaze swept over himself and the others, Gongzi Yu asked, "Young Master, with so little stuff, why are we traveling by carriage?"

Living here for a long time, cleansed by the power of heaven and earth, not only ensures good health, but also attracts men with unique destinies to gather.

Behind a wooden hut, Master Zhang sat behind an elaborate wooden table, holding a cup in one hand.

On Lin Shiyin's back was the case containing the Heavenly Demon Harp.

"It's a promise, but if one day there's no chance for that seed to take root and sprout, then the old Taoist's death will have been worthwhile."

Upon hearing those words, the names of Xie Xiaofeng and Dugu Qiubai immediately flashed through Zhang Zhenren's mind.

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