Chapter 484: What a Big Cake
In the blink of an eye, how many days have passed?
Zhang Yang wasn't quite sure, but the harvest was indeed rich.
The five core disciples are truly academic masters.
Li Guohuai contributed 5 complete "Dao" and 320 "Tao" to him.
Zhao Baiyi contributed 8 complete "Dao" and 189 "Tao" to him.
He Yimou contributed 9 complete "Dao" and 215 "Tao" to him.
Qu Shang contributed 16 complete "Dao" and 2901 "Tao" to him.
Taoyao contributed 17 complete "Dao" and 2812 "Tao" to him.
Therefore, Zhang Yang now has 55 complete "Avenues" in his hands. This is definitely a huge fortune, but it is definitely not the kind of wealth that makes him the richest man in the universe. At most, he can be regarded as the richest man in a country.
The reason for this is not that the complete 'Tao' is worthless, but that any world that can be called complete contains at least thousands of complete 'Tao'.
Take Earth civilization as an example.
There is a way to drink tea, a way to drink wine, and even appreciating flowers and the moon, listening to the wind and watching the rain, reciting poems and painting, all have their own ways, not to mention spring, summer, autumn and winter, mountains, rivers, the world and the human world.
These countless great ways ultimately constitute the Way of Heaven.
Even those who are truly awesome can create their own path, or even their own great path.
So from this point of view, although Zhang Yang's five direct disciples worked very hard, it was not abnormal for them to search and sort out these great ways. After all, they had the fire of civilization to provide them with information, right? Well, this is definitely not to say that Zhang Yang has the tendency to deduct their wages.
He still has a kind heart.
Each disciple was rewarded with a hundred two-color spiritual plants and asked to rest. Zhang Yang had no intention of checking the cornerstones of the great road. He glanced at the Destroyer Commander and the Forbidden Law Knight who were still fighting with the Purple Fire Heart Demon. He released the Three-Leaf True Spirit again and flew out of the Death Boat. It felt like he was taking a hot bath.
Perhaps saying this is a bit disrespectful to the soul refining formation outside, or even to the good man Cang Dong who has worked so hard, but as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. These days, he has jumped into the soul refining formation every once in a while to absorb the purple fire. He was very embarrassed at the beginning, but gradually, his three-leaf true spirit became more and more familiar with the routine of the purple fire, and his control over the spirit realm became more and more handy.
To this day, the 55 complete avenues that his disciples have painstakingly selected cannot excite him at all.
Because he completely discovered the joy of freestyle.
The so-called freestyle swimming means not wearing a swimsuit, ahem, not using the protection of the spiritual domain, and only relying on the three-leaf true spirit to fight against the purple fire storm in the spirit refining formation.
To be honest, this is a very dangerous and bold idea. Zhang Yang didn't have any impulse at all before, after all, his path is to survive.
This was entirely due to an accident.
It was truly an accident, so his three-leaf true spirit, without the protection of the spiritual realm, was exposed for a terrifying, dark second in the soul refining formation.
It was such a horrible experience that Zhang Yang himself could hear the screams of despair coming from the depths of his soul.
That kind of pain, tsk tsk.
However, just as the saying goes, everything in the world cannot escape the law of true fragrance, true fragrance is also a kind of great way.
Soon after Zhang Yang escaped back to the Death Boat like a 70%-rare roast chicken, he unexpectedly discovered that his three-leaf true spirit had become fuzzy.
A part of the true spirit turned into ashes and ceased to exist forever.
This is really a sad topic. Then, after Zhang Yang tried his best to repair his three-leaf true spirit, his three-leaf true spirit became stronger.
It's just that this kind of strength made Zhang Yang very confused, because it was not strong in a positive sense at all, but it was similar to describing how strong a woman was, how solid a piece of bread was, or how rough a piece of silk was. It was very out of tune, very uncoordinated, and simply a mess.
Because the standard for measuring the strength of the True Spirit lies in the number of True Spirit Leaves. With each additional True Spirit Leaf, the priority level in the framework of the six major sequences and the heavens and myriad worlds increases tenfold.
As for the type, shape, texture and so on of the True Spirit Leaf, it seemed, perhaps, that it had never been the key point. At least Zhang Yang had not found any similar information from the main body or from the filtered magic information.
This may very well represent a terrible problem, which is that everyone's True Spirit Leaves are the same.
It seems that this is not a problem, Zhang Yang comforted himself.
Compare the long river of time to the land that accommodates a country, compare the six major sequences of the heavens and the myriad worlds to a country, the ancient law is a non-tradable currency, the modern law is a tradable currency, the true soul is the household registration, the true spirit is the noble household registration, and the three-leaf true spirit is the more noble noble household registration...
"Maybe I'm just overthinking it, or maybe I'm too narrow-minded. How could I possibly come into contact with a force that can overturn the six major sequences and the framework of the universe? So, it can only be a mutation."
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yang decided to continue, because he didn't feel any disadvantages of the strengthened Three-Leaf True Spirit.
As for the benefits of the Three-Leaf True Spirit becoming stronger, they gradually became more apparent as he kept trying to use the Three-Leaf True Spirit to contact the purple fire, which is - it became stronger.
The once flamboyant three-leaf true spirit was like a newly sprouted seedling, so cute, but now it is big and strong, as if the miniature ornamental leaf has turned into a Mexican cactus.
In the past, Zhang Yang had to use the spiritual domain to wrap the Three-Leaf True Spirit before he dared to jump into the purple fire, but now he can swim freely. The purple fire storm no longer poses a fatal threat to him.
In addition, another benefit of the Three-Leaf True Spirit becoming stronger is that the amount of purple fire absorbed each time becomes greater.
Now, with one breath, he can swallow up nearly a thousand cubic meters of purple fire.
So Zhang Yang is now busy making the compressed civilization torch cake.
This kind of fire cake is naturally not for human consumption, but after his attempts, he found that using the fire cake could offset the number of creatures sacrificed to the small world in the Death Boat to a certain extent.
One purple fire cake requires compressing one thousand cubic meters of purple fire, and can reduce the number of living beings sacrificed in the small world by 1% each year.
Therefore, Zhang Yang only needs to accumulate ten purple fire cakes to be perfectly exempted from the sacrifice of creatures on the Death Ship.
After all, the millions of people in the Azure Dragon King City are still coveted by him. If it is managed well, it will become his basic base. Of course, the prerequisite is that he must satisfy all the true soul registrations of these millions of people.
The goal is ambitious, but Zhang Yang is not discouraged.
The soul refining formation outside was constantly running, and his purple fire cake business was also booming.
After a good rest, the five disciples He Yimou, Zhao Baiyi, Li Guohuai, Tao Yao, and Qu Shang continued to join in the work of purifying, comprehending and organizing the "Tao".
When the top and the bottom are united, they can accomplish anything and live a happy life.
Until one day, Zhang Yang's three-leaf true spirit, which had become as strong as a towering tree, jumped into the purple fire storm and was directly locked by a powerful will.
"Who are you, little thief, to dare to ruin my good deeds!"
However, the rapid decrease of the purple fire finally attracted the attention of the Winter God!
(End of this chapter)
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