After listening to what the Zhang family patriarch said, Yi Boqi understood.
Now I understand why I can't find a direction for cultivation, and why the Book of Stealing Heaven is acting up like a seizure.
Because his so-called refining, which was supposed to be done by his ancestor, was completely unsuccessful.
To be precise, the Book of Stealing Heaven was a half-finished product he created by piling up various Emperor-level cultivation techniques.
Moreover, it was still a semi-finished product beyond his control.
This is not speculation, because Old Zhang's words have already made it quite clear.
The old man said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and the greatest benefit of leaving descendants is that people who can continuously improve the Book of Stealing Heaven will emerge.
Even if one is killed, countless others will be killed. As long as the entire race is not wiped out, there will eventually be a day when it is perfected.
I'll fuck you, you monkey, you old bastard who deserves to be beaten to death.
His approach is like that of a complete idiot who has no idea how to refine pills, but one day he suddenly has a wild idea to refine the most heaven-defying pill.
Then he gathered all the rarest and most precious medicinal herbs in the world and threw them all into the alchemy furnace.
He didn't know if it would work, nor did he know if the resulting product would be poisonous.
Because it wasn't him who took that unknown pill; those who were poisoned by the pill would try every possible way to detoxify themselves.
If the problem isn't solved and the person dies, continue to the next one. If it is solved, then it means that his damned ancestor's idea was correct.
Damn it!
Emperor-level cultivation techniques are the strongest known techniques on the Holy Spirit Continent, but to break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, one must reach a level above Emperor-level.
Throughout the entire continent, only one person has ever created a unique cultivation technique that surpasses even the Emperor level.
Nine Spirits Opening Heaven Technique.
The creator of this cultivation technique was not a human, but an ancient demon cultivator, a nine-tailed celestial fox.
When this cultivation technique was created, the entire Holy Spirit Continent was engulfed in thunder and lightning, as if it were the end of the world.
Under the endless bombardment of heavenly lightning, the Holy Spirit Continent was divided into five parts, which is also the origin of the four peripheral divine lands.
As the continent was shattered, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, who had just created a technique surpassing the Emperor level, was also reduced to ashes by the bombardment of heavenly lightning.
That unique cultivation technique, surpassing even the Emperor level, vanished without a trace at that moment.
“Child, all I can do is let you become familiar with the aura of that great formation. And since you possess the Heaven-Stealing Divine Book, you are the most likely to break through that great formation that lies across the battlefield of the realm.”
"According to our investigation, the Holy Spirit Continent where we are located is just one of countless continents. The alien races are creatures from other continents, and the boundary battlefield is a passage between two continents."
"And behind those alien races lies the shadow of the Heavenly Dao."
"The Heavenly Dao imprisons the Holy Spirit Continent in a cage-like manner in order to eliminate and weaken the continent's living beings, thereby obtaining the Earth's core source. The Star Pavilion of yesteryear also referred to the Earth's core source as the Star Core."
At this point, the Zhang family patriarch slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the pavilion, and looked at the distant horizon.
"The Heavenly Dao can annihilate forces whose power transcends its constraints, but it will also suffer backlash. Every time a super power is destroyed, the Heavenly Dao's imprisoning power will be greatly weakened. Your ancestor used this time to make his plans."
"Therefore, the alien race is the sharp blade he used to destroy the Holy Spirit of our continent, and within our own ranks, there are very likely traitors who have betrayed the human continent."
After saying that, he turned to look at Yi Boqi.
"Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty".
Zhang Boqi's words made the old man Zhang nod with a satisfied smile.
“That’s right. Yun Qin Liancheng’s actions are extremely unpredictable, and his rise to power is also very strange. After so many years of investigation, it has been found that the Yun Qin Dynasty has deep ties with the alien races.”
The Zhang family patriarch gently patted Yi Boqi on the shoulder.
"Qi'er, we old fogies can only serve as a trump card to deter others. If we were to make a move, it would inevitably be the final battle, and countless Holy Spirits on the continent would die, and the continent might even fall into ruin."
"So now we can only rely on you. Things need to be done, but we must not be reckless."
"We can't help you develop the power of your Heavenly Stealing Divine Book, because it combines all the strongest techniques of the Holy Spirit Continent. You'll have to figure out how to unleash its full potential yourself."
Yi Boqi wholeheartedly agreed with this statement. As for the current Heaven Stealing Divine Book, not to mention others, even he himself couldn't quite understand where the limits of this damn book lay.
With countless Grand Emperor-level cultivation techniques superimposed, no one knows what level it is now.
We have no idea how to unlock its full potential, so we can only take it one step at a time.
That's how I've always gotten to where I am.
However, the Book of the Heavenly Stealer did not cause any side effects for him.
I don't know if someone sucked all the poison out of me before, or if this stuff is a perfect match for me.
That's the case at least so far.
But Ye Boqi had another question: Mingyue Laozu said that all the people in his lineage had been tricked and sent away by that damned Ye Laoxie.
Where have all these things gone? Is that old ancestor, Uncle Qi Jiu, whom I've never heard of before, still alive?
Most importantly, he wanted to know whether his grandfather and three uncles had really died in the Battle of Dayang back then, or whether they had been secretly taken away by their ancestors.
Although my father never mentions it, every year on the anniversary of my grandfather's and three uncles' deaths, he would sit alone in front of their graves all night with a wine jar in his hand.
If those people hadn't died, Dad would have been very happy.
But Old Zhang pointed around and said, "Your lineage is very likely to be anywhere in the Imperial Land."
It might appear at the most unexpected time, but I can't say exactly where.
But the grandfather and uncle you mentioned are indeed dead.
No matter how large or powerful a family or sect is, it is impossible for every individual to grow into the strongest.
Survival of the fittest is related to both talent and opportunity.
As for whether his ancestor was dead or alive, even he couldn't say for sure.
However, Yi Boqi could still detect a hint of pessimism in the old man's tone.
"Back when your ancestor and I were being chased like stray dogs, and were so badly injured that we had no strength left to escape, we secretly sneaked into the cellar of a restaurant to drink."
"After getting drunk, we joked that if we didn't die and had children in the future, we would definitely become in-laws, but the premise was that the appearance of his children had to be improved. That's the origin of your marriage agreement with Feng'er."
"I am at ease entrusting Feng'er to you."
"Furthermore, the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect was co-founded by your ancestor and me, so Qi'er, don't have any psychological burden, just go for it."
"Remember, you have us old fogies backing you up."
As he spoke, he pointed towards the small figure below the mountain.
"They all like you very much and are your strongest support."
As the sound faded, the figure slowly disappeared from the spot.
And the figure waiting for him at the foot of the mountain was Zhang Dachou, wearing open-crotch pants.
He was waiting for me to enlighten him.
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