Chapter 598: Nine Mountains Infrastructure, the Path to Sainthood
On Haori Mountain, Yunfan, the idle master of Qianqi Peak, was gazing intently at a remote hill on the left.
Runes of various colors flickered on the top of the mountain, illuminating half of the sky.
"What is the Lu clan doing over there?"
He turned his head and asked a young disciple of the Yun clan beside him.
"They said they were following the orders of the Holy Ancestor and setting up a mountain defense formation."
Yun Fan nodded after hearing this, but his expression became even uglier: "Saint Ancestor, it seems that he trusts them more."
The Yun people around him all fell silent, looking at the mountain with worried expressions on their faces.
"What should we do?"
Yun Fan shook his head gently, sighing as he said, "How can we possibly understand the Holy Ancestor's thoughts? What the Holy Ancestor wants to do is not something we can say."
"If the Holy Ancestor acts like this, wouldn't it only make his relatives sad and his enemies happy?" The Yun Clan disciple muttered indignantly, "The Lu Clan and I have long held a deep hatred. Now that the Holy Ancestor trusts the Lu Clan so much, where does he put us?"
"Shut up!" Yun Fan said coldly, "Do you want to die?"
The young disciple shut his mouth, but his eyes were still fixed on the mountain that was under construction. He looked unconvinced and muttered, "Are these Lu people more useful than us, regardless of their relationship?"
…
On that hilltop, the Emperor of Heaven and others were busy.
They were indeed setting up the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation.
But in fact, the ones who are in charge here are not them, but a group of younger disciples.
The Emperor of Heaven personally came from the Nine Mountains Realm and dispatched a group of elites from the Formation Academy to help build Haori Mountain.
"They are the best at setting up formations in our sect!" Uncle Pang said proudly, "Over the years, they have been the ones who have set up and maintained the Thick Earth Elemental Magnetic Formation."
The Emperor of Heaven carefully observed this group of disciples.
It seemed that due to the presence of the high-level members of the sect led by the Emperor of Heaven, most of them were silent and seemed a little dull, but they worked very quickly.
Explore the spiritual cave, divide the mountain tops, find the center of the formation, and draw spiritual energy. The whole set of movements is as smooth as flowing water, even faster than the Emperor of Heaven himself.
The sect has trained a group of civil engineering masters.
It was also forced by the situation. In the battle with Haori Mountain, the greatest confidence of Jiushan Sect was actually the Thick Earth Yuanci Array.
As a result, the art of formations became a prominent discipline in the Jiushan Sect, and there was a huge shortage of talent. This group of disciples of the Formation Academy had been well-trained during the decades-long construction frenzy.
It can be said that these are the talents left over from the era of Jiushan’s major infrastructure construction.
Even the Thick Earth Magnetic Array has long since changed beyond recognition - although the concept remains unchanged, there have been three major iterations.
On the one hand, it is mainly refinement:
The radar's ability to detect objects has been enhanced by more than three times, mainly to restrain the Gu God.
On the other hand, its functions are more diverse, and there are many more spells that can be cast with the help of the formation.
As for the update of formation tools and the reduction of maintenance costs, that is all natural and not a major update.
Most of these innovations were not actually completed by senior leaders such as Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang, but by the disciples of the Formation Academy.
The Formation Academy has been established for several decades, and the disciples it has trained have become the pillars of the Formation School of the Jiushan Sect.
At least in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, this group of people are much more professional than himself in arranging the formation.
…
"Is that the end?" Yun Fan watched the Emperor of Heaven and his disciples leave the mountain and fly to a farther place. He couldn't help but wonder, "How come it's so fast?"
You know, all in all, this group of Lu people only spent less than two incense sticks!
A group of Cloud Clan members looked at each other, and someone muttered, "This... isn't this cutting corners?"
Yun Fan's heart moved, and without saying a word, he took everyone to the hilltop they had just been to.
The others also understood his idea - if these people from the Lu tribe were perfunctory in their approach, they would report it to the Holy Ancestor and see what they would do!
A group of people, intent on finding fault, looked up and down the hilltop, so carefully that they almost wanted their eyes to roll on the ground.
Half an hour later, a group of people stood on the top of the mountain, feeling lost and bewildered.
No one spoke, only the mountain breeze echoed their inner shock.
After an unknown amount of time, the young Yun Clan disciple who had been unconvinced just now said dejectedly, "No wonder the Saint Ancestor trusts them more..."
"The work was done quickly and well."
…
"The first shareholder of this treasure refining is Yun Zhenxian!"
The swordsman sincerely praised Yun Zhenxian.
He and the disciples of the Zhuxian Legion stood on the playground, surrounding the Qiankun Cauldron.
Surrounding the Qiankun Ding are all kinds of spiritual materials that are dazzling and shining with precious light.
Of this, about 40% was accumulated by Jiushan Sect itself.
The other 60% is from the Qianqi Peak of Haori Mountain.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Haori Mountain is now in decline, there are still many treasures in Qianqi Peak - it can even be said that there are far more treasures than the accumulation of Jiushan Sect.
The reason for this is not only that the Jiushan Sect started very late and did not have enough accumulation, but also another reason:
Zheng Fazhen is not a miser.
This can be clearly seen when you buy Qianqifeng for free this time.
It’s not that Hao Rishan doesn’t have the money to train disciples, but that it is unwilling to spend a lot of resources to train disciples.
Most of the spiritual materials accumulated by Qianqi Peak are for the future cultivation needs of the top leaders.
But it is different for Jiushan Sect. More than half of the spiritual materials of Jiushan Sect are transformed into rewards for good deeds and distributed to grassroots disciples.
Talent cultivation, especially the cultivation of immortal talents, requires resources.
Otherwise, no matter how superior the Jiushan Sect's education system is, it would be impossible to cultivate so many professional talents.
In other words, the treasures that the high-level leaders of Hao Ri Mountain had painstakingly accumulated for many years, and were reluctant to use them until the critical moment, like hamsters, were all wiped out by Jiushan Sect.
It can be said that without Haori Mountain, there would be no Jiushan Sect today, and without Yun Zhenxian, there would be no new sword formation.
Jian Daoshen spoke for a while, and the people of Zhuxian Legion all smiled.
"Okay, don't be nervous anymore."
The swordsman suddenly spoke.
Yan Wushuang, the master of Zhu Xian Sword, was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the swordsman said this to make them relax.
To be honest, the Zhu Xian Legion is under a lot of pressure.
On the one hand, there is no upper limit to the sect’s investment in the legion, and the resources they consume far exceed those of others.
On the other hand, they failed to achieve great things. Now the Shenxiao Legion guards the Nine Mountains, dominates the sea, and defeats Hao Ri, and has become a powerful force in the world.
However, due to various reasons, their Zhuxian Legion had to stay in the Jiushan Realm.
Although no one in the sect said anything, but comparing the two, how could they not be anxious?
At this time, Yan Wushuang and others were naturally very excited that they could use the Qiankun Ding to upgrade the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
The swordsman's eyes swept across Yan Wushuang's face, then looked at the other disciples, and asked, "Have you remembered the ceremony?"
“Remember!”
The swordsman nodded and pointed at the Qiankun Cauldron, and a spiritual fire ignited under the cauldron.
Yan Wushuang and the others had fire in their eyes, and their expressions gradually became calm and firm.
…
Zheng Fa stared at the fire in the valley, and looked at the group of newborn humans singing and dancing around the fire, and a smile appeared on his face.
He was here to guard the human race because of the entrustment of Nuwa, but he did not actually communicate with the human race much, let alone teach them such behavior of forcing things to grow. The only thing he did was to drive away the ignorant monsters around him.
Other than that, he just looked at the human race, quietly watching.
Time flew by in the illusion, and even he couldn't remember how many years he had been watching.
He saw a woman picking wild fruits and watching a spider weaving a web. It seemed that she was inspired. After returning home, she tore the bark, twisted it into thread, and weaved a simple web.
He saw a man smashing stones on the ground, picking out the sharpest fragments, holding them in his hands, and using them as his claws.
Until today, they finally learned how to make fire.
In the firelight, civilization took shape.
Zheng Fa stood up, his understanding vague in his mind. He seemed to understand what Nuwa wanted him to know, and he even understood what this Jiuyaotian illusion wanted to leave for future generations.
Human beings’ innate magical powers are observation and creation.
He stood on the mountainside, bowed silently towards the newborn humans at the foot of the mountain.
Zheng Fa did not teach these human beings anything, but these ancestors taught him a lot.
Just at this moment, Hongjun's voice rang out between heaven and earth.
A vast chaos descended, and purple light fell, covering Zheng Fa.
The third sermon, which also determines the ownership of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, finally began.
Zheng Fa took another look at the human beings in the valley, and without looking back, he followed the purple light and flew towards the sky.
In the Zixiao Palace, three thousand guests had already taken their seats. At the entrance of the palace, there stood a smiling figure, who seemed to be waiting for him.
It is the Taoist of creation.
If it weren't for the strange scene in the light curtain, no one would be able to see any falsehood on this enthusiastic face.
"Friend Zheng Dao, you've made me suffer so much."
When Taoist Zaohua saw him, he complained softly.
Zheng Fa said nothing, but just looked at the Taoist of Creation, wondering:
Can I really hide it from him?
What's more, this Taoist of Creation is probably the one who hides the most.
It was difficult for him to find the answer from the Taoist of Creation. He could only look around and ask knowingly, "Where are the other Taoist friends?"
Taoist Zaohua smiled and said, "They know they can't get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and they have a grudge against their fellow Taoists, so they are unwilling to come."
Zheng Fa stared deeply at the Taoist of Creation.
Not to mention Zheng Fa, who knew part of the truth, anyone else would naturally be suspicious:
If you can’t get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, you won’t come to listen to the teachings?
Are people stupid?
No cultivator can miss the content of Hongjun’s sermons!
If it were Zheng Fa himself, even if he had no chance to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would not miss the opportunity to listen to the teachings.
This excuse from Taoist Zaohua is really a bit poor.
He was about to say something when his eyes suddenly met the gaze of the Taoist Master of Creation, and his heart was suddenly shocked:
It’s not that Taoist Zaohua thinks he is a fool, but... this person no longer wants to hide.
Seeing that he seemed to understand, Taoist Zaohua opened his lips, grinned, and laughed.
Only then did Zheng Fa see that the Taoist of Creation had no teeth. His mouth was like a deep black cave, without any light at all.
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, don't worry." Taoist Zaohua continued, "If you want to see them, you will have the opportunity."
Zheng Fa narrowed his eyes slightly.
"They're waiting for you too."
The voice of Taoist Zaohua seemed to come from the depths of the corridor, with a deep echo.
Zheng Fa understood clearly that the Taoist of Creation had revealed his true intentions - he didn't care whether he knew the truth or not.
In other words, the difference in strength made Taoist Zaohua disdain to hide.
Zheng Fa was silent for a moment, then said, "I have a deep hatred for them, so I'm afraid it's better not to meet them."
"Don't you want to see me, fellow Daoist?"
"Not really."
Taoist Zaohua laughed and said, "Then it depends on you, Daoist Zheng."
"What's the meaning?"
"I want Hongmeng Purple Qi."
The answer is as expected.
Seeing that Zheng Fa did not respond, the Taoist of Creation said:
"Daoist friend, do you know what a Golden Immortal is?"
Zheng Fa thought about it and finally said his truest thoughts: "Creator."
According to his understanding, Golden Immortals have the ability to create their own world.
"Creator." Taoist Zaohua nodded slightly, as if in agreement, and added, "In my opinion, the Golden Immortal is the master of a world."
He looked at Zheng Fa and laughed: "Guess which world I control?"
Zheng Fa's eyes widened slightly.
Nine Lights Heaven?
Isn't Jiuyaotian Lu Yao's?
How come it was taken over by Taoist Zaohua?
As if seeing through his doubts, Taoist Zaohua looked at Zheng Fa and said confidently, "No one can escape from Jiuyaotian in front of me."
“…”
Taoist Zaohua flipped his palm, and a familiar-looking Bodhi seed appeared in his palm.
Isn’t this the one with the white lotus?
"Take this Bodhi seed. It will increase your understanding." Taoist Zaohua looked at Zheng Fa without question. "Then, get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I will let you go."
Zheng Fa didn't move.
Taoist Zaohua continued, "I heard that you and Lu Yao are enemies?"
"yes."
"We can cooperate." Taoist Zaohua continued, "I have obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so naturally Lu Yao and I are irreconcilable. When the time comes, we will be friends."
"If I hadn't helped you, Bai Lian and his men would have come to hunt you down long ago."
"I have no interest in you."
Zheng Fa pondered for a long time before reaching out and picking up the Bodhi seed.
"very good."
Taoist Zaohua nodded with satisfaction.
A force of gravity came from the Zixiao Palace, and Zheng Fa couldn't help but fly to the leftmost cushion in the first row.
Taoist Zaohua was sitting about twenty seats to his right, looking at him expectantly.
Zheng Fa turned his head, holding the Bodhi seeds in his hand, and looked at the cushion in front of him.
Nuwa and others didn't seem to pay attention to the scene outside the palace. Instead, they stared at the platform in front of them without turning their heads. It seemed that they were also restricted in the Zixiao Palace.
On the high platform, the figure of Taoist Hongjun slowly appeared. Zheng Fa could feel that he seemed to glance at him?
Taoist Hongjun didn't say much, but just said, "This is my third time preaching."
"This time, I will preach the way to sainthood and bestow seven streams of primordial purple energy."
"There should be seven saints among my disciples."
Everyone's eyes fell on the seven cushions, especially the seventh cushion which was still empty, which was the most eye-catching.
Taoist Zaohua finally managed to move his gaze away from the empty cushion, turned his head, looked at Zheng Fa, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked his lower lip.
(End of this chapter)
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