Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 634: Chapter 309: Chen Dragon (Second Update)_2

"When the day comes that your words hold power, we will meet again."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan turned around, waved his hand, and walked into the deep and mysterious valley.

Li Miaoyin gave Huang Jiu a deep look and followed suit.

"Goodbye, little mouse." Zhang Wuming greeted and followed closely.

"Goodbye!"

Huang Jiu watched the three figures fade into the distance, murmuring softly as her gaze gradually turned resolute.

...

The enigmatic depths of the empty valley echoed with the sounds of the mountain winds, roaring like a wild beast.

The three walked within, surrounded by towering cliffs, feeling as insignificant as ants.

"In ancient times, Daoists liked to hide in the mountains. Over time, this environment changes one’s mindset," Zhang Wuming said gravely.

"To follow nature’s example, indeed," Zhang Fan nodded.

In Daoist cultivation, one abandons thoughts and desires, eventually emptying both body and mind. In the empty valley, oneself becomes the empty valley.

In the mountains, oneself becomes the mountains, merging with the heavens and earth, becoming one with the peaks.

That is the realm of Pure Yang Wuji, where one can aspire to become immortal.

Therefore, the word "immortal" embodies both man and mountain, as entering the mountain leads to a forgetfulness that transcends words.

"Killing intent!"

After a long walk, Li Miaoyin suddenly stopped, her gaze focused intently ahead.

Zhang Fan looked up. The sun was setting, and the moon was rising, its bright glow shining on the cliff.

There, nailed to the rock was a mighty tiger, approximately four to five meters long, much larger than an ordinary tiger.

At this moment, it was nothing but a broken pelt, scarlet blood scattered within a half-meter radius, blackened, as if seared by fierce flames.

"Impressive Daoist skill!"

Zhang Fan walked up to observe it closely.

No one knows who killed this tiger demon, but the method was forceful and ruthless, leaving no trace of demonic aura, all burnt away. Just looking at the pelt, one could discern the tiger’s extraordinary Dao practice, honed over day and night.

"Zhang Huntu!"

Zhang Wuming raised an eyebrow and uttered a name.

"A disciple of North Zhang?" Zhang Fan’s gaze slightly sank.

"It’s him."

Zhang Wuming nodded: "This is his Profound Sun Hand Seal."

Daoist True Flame, Profound Void Gaoyang.

This technique follows a different path in the Daoist True Flame, unlike Ancestor Master Chunyang’s Fire Dragon Pill Sword, yet its fame is equally renowned.

"Indeed a master!" Zhang Fan’s gaze intensified.

This tiger demon was not ordinary, its cultivation comparable to Huang Sanlang’s level, yet it was killed with one slap here, its blood and flesh annihilated, its primordial spirit vanished.

The terror of Zhang Huntu is thus evident.

"He is indeed a master." Zhang Wuming said solemnly.

"He was enlightened by the Great Fulit Earth, received divine enthronement, far beyond the mortal realm."

"Great Fulit Earth... one of the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods truly belongs to the Northern Zhang lineage," Li Miaoyin murmured gravely.

"What kind of technique is the Great Fulit Earth?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

Back when the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family split into North and South, the three treasures rightly belonged to South Zhang, and the Great Fulit Earth fell to North Zhang.

"Great Fulit Earth..." Zhang Wuming pondered how to explain.

Among the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods, its profundity is difficult to fully articulate.

"Life in the mortal world, birth, death, destruction, all occur within this realm."

"To put it simply, trees grow needing soil, otherwise, they’re rootless floating pith, and life and death are but illusionary." Zhang Wuming spoke seriously: "For a cultivator..."

"The Great Fulit Earth is the soil of immortality, allowing one to regenerate and transform amidst life and death."

Life in the mortal world is like rootless floating pith; even with innate primordial spirit, one must endlessly cycle through life and death.

But the Great Fulit Earth serves as the roots of life and death, providing reliance, offering the experience of cycles, and the discovery of transformation.

On that soil, different seeds can yield different fruits amidst life and death.

If life and death are the basis, then the soil is the root.

To find the root is to witness the Dao.

Zhang Wuming still couldn’t articulate the essence of this technique.

After all, he was not qualified to comprehend an exemplary alchemy technique like the Great Fulit Earth.

"Therefore, I have a growing interest in that North Zhang disciple."

Zhang Fan paused, his eyes gradually lighting up.

"You’d better not be too interested," Zhang Wuming spoke gravely.

In the Zhang Family, those who attain divine enthronement and titles cease to be human.

"If you’re in the mortal realm, do non-human entities exist?" Zhang Fan said calmly.

Bang...

At that moment, a loud noise erupted, dust spreading everywhere.

Li Miaoyin’s hand fell like a blade, the terrifying force cracking open the cliff.

"This woman... what if it strikes on the skull..."

Zhang Wuming swallowed and instinctively glanced at Zhang Fan’s skull.

"What are you doing?"

"There’s something in here." Li Miaoyin, whose senses were sharper than anyone’s.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, sensing a cold air emanating from the crevice.

"Empty?"

"Zhang Huntu killed the tiger demon, inadvertently uncovering another hidden realm here," Zhang Wuming couldn’t help but say.

Destiny’s mysteries are truly unpredictable.

Bang...

Li Miaoyin delivered another blow, shattering along the crack and unveiling an entrance.

Simultaneously, Zhang Wuming pulled out three flashlights from his backpack and distributed them to Zhang Fan and Li Miaoyin.

The three turned on the lights and looked inside, discovering a Daoist temple that had long collapsed and been buried, with only a hall left.

In the murky air, drifting dust spread.

On both sides were damaged statues, roughly looking like human bodies with beast heads.

"The Zodiac!?"

Zhang Fan felt the scene was familiar, much like the Tai Sui Temple he’d seen before.