Fu Zhou quickly returned to Ziyang City. The events of Ziyun Market finally came to an end. Uncle Fu returned to Jiangjia Village, Taihu County, Yunhua Country. Jiang Yun's worries were finally put to rest.
After handing over his mission at the Worship Hall, he didn't delay for long before returning to Ziyang Mountain alone. Before leaving, Master Haoyi invited him to have a good chat upon his return.
"Brother Jiang, you're here!" The cute little Zhang Miaoyi came out to greet him. The underground cave this time was completely different from the last time Jiang Yun came here. First of all, the size was more than half the size of the last time Jiang Yun came here.
But the only difference is that this time, there are densely packed tiny holes on the top of the hole. The sunlight shines through these tiny holes, making the cave in Ziyang Mountain look extremely dreamy.
The cold and gloomy feeling from my last visit was completely gone. A wooden attic, perfectly situated in the sun, its red wooden surface draped with a thin layer of golden gauze.
"How about it, Brother Jiang Yun, this time it looks better than last time, right?" Zhang Miaoyi looked at the scene in front of him, stretched out his hands in ecstasy, and touched the sunlight shining down.
"Well, it's great. This time it really feels like a home."
Yes, compared to last time, this time there is not only sunlight, but more importantly, there is no trace of any formation. If the cave here was a formation factory last time, now it is truly a place where people can live.
"Okay, I like the word 'home'." Zhang Miao was immediately delighted when she heard that. Jiang Yun knew that she was a little literary, probably because she often read mundane books.
He didn't say much, and under Zhang Miaoyi's jumping leadership, he came to the attic in the center of the sun.
"Sit down." Jiang Yun quickly knelt on a small wooden chair. Zhang Haoyi was already kneeling across from him, dressed in a loose white robe, his hair casually draped over his shoulders. He exuded an oppressive aura, like an ordinary middle-aged hermit.
"Drink tea,"
Master Haoyi pointed at the teacup in front of Jiang Yun, who quickly picked it up and took a sip. Suddenly, a rich tea aroma filled his lips and teeth. But surprisingly, there was not a trace of spiritual energy in it.
"How is it? You're used to drinking spiritual tea, but you can't get used to these mundane teas?"
Seeing Jiang Yun's reaction, Master Haoyi said calmly:
"No, I just didn't expect the tea that the real person drinks to be so..."
"Ordinary?" Seeing Jiang Yun was halfway through, Zhang Haoyi smiled slightly and continued. He picked up the cup in his hand and took a sip.
"If you want to improve your cultivation, you can practice and take pills. Why do you have to drink tea to achieve it? Drinking tea is supposed to be relaxing. Don't lose sight of the main goal."
Jiang Yun deeply understood what Master Haoyi said. Yes, he also often neglected the main point and pursued the trivial. He nodded and asked curiously:
"I wonder if you, Master, have called me here to give you any advice?"
Jiang Yun had some guesses in his mind, but after hearing what Zhang Haoyi had just said, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too much.
"Well, the main reason is, of course, that I want to know the origin of your technique."
When Jiang Yun heard Zhang Haoyi's words, his heart sank slightly.
"It's true." Jiang Yun just had this thought when Zhang Haoyi suddenly said:
"But actually, I want to get to know you better."
"Do you understand me?" Jiang Yun paused again, thinking that he wouldn't really regard himself as his son-in-law.
"Don't be nervous, we can just be good friends drinking tea and chatting."
Jiang Yun nodded, thought for a moment and said:
"My skills were inherited from an unknown senior. It seems to be related to the Ziyang Sect."
Jiang Yun also wanted to know if the Immortal Lord Wentian had left behind any other inheritances. However, since this involved the origins of the Ziyang Sect's founder, Jiang Yun couldn't just pry into it.
Hearing Jiang Yun's words, Zhang Hao nodded and said slowly:
"Everyone thinks that the founder of my Ziyang Sect learned the technique through the divine stone. This is both true and false."
"You're right, the founder did gain some insights through the Purple Yang Divine Stone. What's wrong is that before he gained these insights, he had already practiced the Purple Yang Gong, our fundamental technique. He only later supplemented and improved it with the help of the Divine Stone."
After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he stared at Jiang Yun and said:
"And in Ziyun Market, the characteristics of your technique far surpass those of the Ziyang Sect's Ziyang Technique. If the sect knew about this, what do you think would happen?"
The other party's words made Jiang Yun's heart sink slowly to the bottom. According to the practices of ordinary sects, they must have tried every possible means to obtain this technique.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in these things. If it were someone from the sect, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to resist taking action. Although the Purple Yang Gong has been improved and practiced for thousands of years and has long been extremely perfected, in the hearts of some people, anything that can make their cultivation more powerful will not be missed!"
Jiang Yun nodded, agreeing deeply. Since crossing into this world, an ordinary cultivation technique has been fought over by countless people, not to mention the extremely powerful inheritance of divine skills?
"Thank you for your reminder, Immortal. If you want to know more, I am willing to offer you my skills." Jiang Yun had already made up his mind to offer a part of the Purple Qi Sutra when he came.
He was going to offer the part about refining Qi and building the foundation, which could just be used as an excuse to cover up his fundamental purpose of wanting to get close to the Purple Yang Divine Stone.
But when Master Haoyi heard this, he just shook his head slightly.
"No, my path is set, and I don't need anything else to interfere. I called you here this time because I wanted to talk to you. Are you willing to listen to my story?"
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