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Chapter 310: Casting the Heavenly Palace? Conferring the Gods? Creating Immortals in Bulk! (Part )
The scroll is in front and the jade brush is beside.

This was clearly a signal for Han Shao to start painting on the scroll.

But as for what to write or describe specifically, Han Shao was completely confused and had no idea at all.

He reached out and grasped the jade pen beside him; it felt slightly cool.

It is clearly only the soul that is here, but the feeling is no different from the outside world.

Han Shao was slightly surprised, but didn't care too much.

He just held the jade pen in his hand, staring at the scroll in front of him in a daze.

He was waiting, waiting for the Heavenly Palace scroll to give him some clues.

But after waiting for a long time, this ghost thing just emitted a sacred light and floated quietly in the void.

It was as if he was staring at me.

After a while, Han Shao finally frowned, clenched the jade pen in his hand impatiently, and looked a little irritable.

Are you playing witty tricks or guessing games with me here?
Even if it's a riddle, there should be a riddle!
This has no beginning or end. What's going on?

Seeing that he couldn't figure out any clues for the time being, Han Shao decided not to waste time here.

After all, everything in this inner world, including this painting of the heavenly palace, is his private property.

If there is an answer to a mystery or a benefit, even if you cannot understand it or obtain it today, you will understand it and get it one day.

Therefore, there is no need for Han Shao to rush and get any results immediately.

But having said that, the inexplicable behavior of the Heavenly Palace Scroll today still made him a little angry.

I feel like I've been fooled by this ghost thing.

Feeling angry, Han Shao threw the jade pen in his hand into the air and was about to turn around and leave.

However, what he didn't expect was that the jade pen returned to him in the blink of an eye after being thrown out.

Han Shao snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and the jade pen flew backwards.

In the blink of an eye, it returns again.

Throw it away again and get it back again.

After several times, Han Shao was almost laughing out of anger.

Is this thing playing tricks on me?
Han Shao stretched out his hand towards the void and immediately tried the quality of the jade pen.

But before he could really take action, he heard a terrified cry coming from the jade pen.

"Daoyou! Wait a minute!"

Han Shao sneered, "I thought you could hide forever!"

One has to admit that this fellow's method of using objects to transform into other forms was indeed brilliant. Even Han Shao couldn't see any clues at first.

If he hadn't been approaching him one after another, causing Han Shao to become suspicious and subconsciously open the small map, he would not have been able to figure out his background.

Hearing Han Shao's words, the 'Jade Pen' seemed to smile bitterly, and then quickly said.

"No! No! Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding!"

This kind of nonsense can only fool ghosts, so Han Shao naturally didn't believe it at all.

However, Han Shao did not rush to speak. He just looked at him coldly, as if he wanted to hear how this guy was going to argue.

Seeing this, Yu Bi was speechless.

Hidden, definitely hidden.

Who made Han behave so cruelly in front of him?

If you don't agree with me, I will sacrifice myself to the gods. Who wouldn't be afraid?
Therefore, in front of such a brutal existence, he would rather be just a quiet jade pen for Han Shao to use.

This is better than talking too much in front of him and being pinched to death.

Therefore, if possible, he just wanted to keep Han Shao as far away as possible, instead of sticking to him like a dog-skin plaster like he did just now.

But he was helpless, the jade pen was not his and did not belong to him.

He was just a bit of his true spirit residing in this jade pen.

Normally he could still use this jade pen to travel around in this inner world, but when it came to the critical moment, this damn thing would not obey him.

This ultimately led to him being completely exposed to Han Shao.

'Yu Bi' felt bitter in his heart, and cursed himself for being so stupid as to cling to this pitiful freedom.

While explaining to Han Shao pitifully.

Of course, he didn't dare to say anything about "brutal".

He could only try his best to distance himself from the jade pen and constantly emphasize his innocence.

Upon hearing this, Han Shao looked at the jade pen in front of him and the true spirit hidden in it.

After a moment, he finally said.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Yun Zhongzi, right?"

Yubi nodded hurriedly.

"My Lord, you have a good memory! Exactly! I am Yun Zhongzi!"

Yun Zhongzi was the founder of the Beigu Sect, which was wiped out by Han Shao's troops at the end of last year.

If you really want to count it, the founder of the Beigu Sect can barely be regarded as the "matchmaker" between him and Yu Xuanji.

Not to mention, he also gave Han Shao a rare secret realm that was enough to drive all the golden body masters in the world crazy.

Han Shao just thought it was strange at the time, but he didn't really regard it as something valuable.

But now he knew.

This is a chance for an eighth-level celestial being to achieve enlightenment!

Han Shao was naturally grateful for such a valuable gift.

So in order to repay Yun Zhongzi, Han Shao gave him a great fortune.

After all, it was too desolate to see a little true spirit wandering in this world like a lonely ghost, and Han Shao couldn't bear to see it.

Only then was he "led" to the heavenly palace scroll to enjoy happiness.

It's a pity that a small accident happened during the process, which led Han Shao to believe that the founder of the Beigu Sect might have been implicated by his own traitorous disciples and grandchildren, and had a short life.

As a result, he was swallowed by the Heavenly Palace Scroll and his soul was completely destroyed.

But I didn't expect that this guy was not only alive and well, but was even hiding quietly in the scroll of the Heavenly Palace.

And it also appeared in his own inner world.

And what is this inner world?
For cultivators in the upper three realms, it is almost equivalent to the physical body!

Once someone destroys the foundation, at the very least, one's cultivation will be damaged, at the worst, the "heaven and earth" will collapse, and one will die.

Realizing this, Han Shao suddenly laughed.

However, his apparently extremely gentle smile made Yun Zhongzi feel instantly chilled.

Creepy! So creepy!
Han Shao smiled like this at the beginning, and then without blinking, he threw himself into the heavenly palace.

When he felt that he had survived a great disaster and had taken the opportunity to peek into some ancient secrets buried in the long river of history, Yun Zhongzi was ecstatic.

He laughed and shouted, "After three thousand years of waiting, my path has finally come true!"

While he was brazenly shouting, "Harsh practice is not as good as good fortune, I am the most blessed immortal in the world!"

But when I stepped into that 'door', I suddenly realized.

It turns out that everything was just my own illusion!

The Heavenly Palace is fake!
Those goddesses carrying baskets in their bare hands and walking lightly on the clouds are also fake!
There are also the mythical beasts and spiritual beasts that have long disappeared from the world.

Even the ancient immortals and gods who reside high in the palace in the clouds of the nine heavens.

It's all fake!
Everything is just illusion!

It's just a painting!

A glorious picture that forever imprints a certain moment from the ancient heavenly palace!
Unfortunately, after Yun Zhongzi waited for more than three thousand years, and after crossing the endless river of history, he could only become a person in the painting!

Haha!

So there is no such thing as bullshit enlightenment!
All he has is the delusion of a poor creature who has been deceived!
What a bullshit number one immortal with the best fortune in the world!

All he has is a poor guy trapped in a fake scroll!

Yun Zhongzi's thoughts turned to this, and seeing the coldness in Han Shao's eyes growing, he quickly collected his thoughts.

"Fellow Daoist! Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Yun Zhongzi naturally knew where Han Shao's murderous intent came from.

But... wasn't it you who took the initiative to invite me in?
Why are you still blaming me?

Yun Zhongzi was secretly complaining in his heart, but his tone was begging for mercy.

But Han Shao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

It would have been fine if he didn't know about this hidden danger before, but now that he knows about it, it would be totally not his style if he didn't eliminate it.

But before he was about to take action, Han Shao suddenly had an idea.

"Since you are living in this jade pen, do you know what it wants me to do?"

Perhaps it was because Han Shao's murderous intent was too obvious just now, and Yun Zhongzi, who had just walked through the gates of hell, was still in shock.

"If I tell you, can you...can you survive?"

Do you really know?

Han Shao was surprised in his heart, but he smiled.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?"

Only when both parties are equal in strength are they qualified to negotiate conditions.

One side is a knife, the other side is fish meat.

It's a bit ridiculous to say this.

Yun Zhongzi obviously realized this and said quickly.

"No, no, I just want to stay alive..."

As he spoke, his eyes rolled and his tone was hopeful.

“If you are worried about leaving me in this inner world, why not… release me?”

Yun Zhongzi had his own ways to survive in Beigu Sect for so many years with a little bit of his true spirit. As long as he could escape this cage, he would be able to soar and toss around in the vast world. Wouldn't that be great!

In response, Han Shao just glanced at him as if he was a fool.

Is this guy getting senile and confused?

After entering the painting of the Heavenly Palace, he saw his own inner world which was very different from that of ordinary True Immortals in the seventh realm.

Maybe he knew some secrets that even he, Han, didn't know yet.

Just like this...he actually expected me to let him go?
Is he stupid, or does he think he is stupid?
Seeing Han Shao looking at him without saying anything, Yun Zhongzi seemed to fall silent all of a sudden.

He understands the truth.

It's just that we can still try to save the situation, but what if this happens?
Well, there is no chance...

A killer like Han Shao, who has waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, is the most cruel and ruthless. How could he have any mercy and compassion?

Yun Zhongzi sighed in his heart, and after a moment, he finally spoke in a weak tone.

"Writing, Daoist friend, just write the name on it?"

Han Shao, who had thought that the old man would refuse to speak, was stunned for a moment and then frowned.

"Why?"

It seemed that he had figured out some of the key points. Yun Zhongzi did not beat around the bush this time and spoke directly.

"If you leave your name in the Heavenly Book, your true spirit can live on in the world, not returning to heaven or earth, and not entering reincarnation."

There is also reincarnation in this world.

After a living being dies, a bit of its true spirit falls into the underworld.

Then return to the human world through the underworld.

It’s just that the true spirit is weak, and usually in this process the marks of the previous life are completely washed away, and it is reborn from then on.

Even the strong ones in the upper three realms can hardly avoid this.

Yun Zhongzi's words suddenly made Han Shao catch a strange word.

Book of Heaven?

Are you referring to this painting of the Heavenly Palace?

If you are not sure, just ask. Han Shao pointed at the scroll of the Heavenly Palace in front of him and asked directly.

"Is this the Heavenly Book? What is the Heavenly Book?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhongzi nodded to confirm the first question.

But he didn't know how to answer the second question.

I could only speak in a stammering voice.

"The Book of Heaven is the Book of Heaven."

Perhaps it is the obstacle of seeing and knowing.

In Han Shao's impression, "book" has always been the image of a bound volume, and it is really difficult to associate it with a painting.

It was not until Yun Zhongzi reminded me that chopsticks, bamboo slips, cloth, silk... can all become carriers of "books".

In this way, there seems to be nothing wrong with telling stories by pointing at paintings.

It's just 'the Book of Heaven is the Book of Heaven', what a bullshit answer.

Han Shao was a little annoyed and had to ask in a different way.

"How do you know it's a heavenly book?"

Yun Zhongzi thought for a moment and then answered.

"Looking through ancient books, only the legendary heavenly book can hold the true spirit."

After saying that, he seemed to glance at Han Shao, then asked cautiously in a tentative manner.

"Fellow Daoist, you have such a treasure, but you don't know where it came from?"

Han Shao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

He knows shit!
He was able to use cheats all the way, but in fact he only knew the results but not the reasons. He could only rely on the knowledge accumulated in his previous life, and slowly deduce and explore how to use it.

For example, the cheat code of "killing people to level up" is exactly the same as the character system in the game.

Han Shao called it 'system'.

This "Heavenly Palace Scroll" depicts a magnificent and endless heavenly palace, so it is called "Heavenly Palace Scroll".

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

As for the name of the "Heavenly Book" mentioned by Yun Zhongzi, Han Shao once again matched it with his previous guess.

The name is recorded in the Heavenly Book, and the true spirit is eternal.

Han Shao looked at the names like "Gongsun Xian" and "Zheng Fan" and couldn't help but mutter to himself in his heart.

"So... it really is something similar to the Investiture of the Gods?"

Looking at the jade pen floating beside him, Han Shao suddenly had an epiphany.

'Are you reminding me... that from now on, I can write people's names on my own initiative?'

Just like when Tianmen saw the god, the remaining soul of his previous body appeared in front of him and kept repeating the words "You are here..."

This weird style is really... as stupid as ever!
Han Shao couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Then, in Yun Zhongzi's panic, he reached out and grabbed the jade pen again.

"Would you like me to invite you out?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, Yun Zhongzi smiled bitterly.

"This old man...cannot come out. If I come out, I will be devoured by your inner world."

With Yun Zhongzi's cultivation level of the eighth level celestial being, even if only a remnant of his soul was left, he could still wreak havoc here.

But unfortunately, he only has a little bit of his original spirit left.

This is why he has to live in this jade pen so that he can come out for a stroll.

Han Shao heard this and looked at the jade pen in his hand, feeling a little disgusted.

But then he had an idea, and he picked up the pen and wrote a name on the original scroll of the heavenly palace.

As soon as the jade pen was put down, the seemingly inkless tip of the pen actually flowed out golden words on it.

【Yun Zhongzi】.

It’s a great experimental product that should not be wasted if not used.

The next moment, Yun Zhongzi in the jade pen exclaimed, and then instantly broke away from the jade pen and appeared on the scroll, or the heavenly book.

Without the protection and shield of the jade pen, he suddenly faced Han Shao.

Yun Zhongzi, who was already cautious, became even more frightened.

"Dao... Daoist friend, spare my life!"

If he had been hiding in the palace in the painting, Han Shao might not have been able to find him or even do anything to him.

But now there is nowhere to escape even if I want to.

Han Shao looked down at the little golden figure on the scroll that kept bowing his head, and suddenly realized that the true spirit whose name he had written himself was somewhat different from the one that the Heavenly Book had taken from him.

Compared with the latter, the former is obviously more free.

At least someone like Yun Zhongzi could appear directly in front of him, but the other people listed in the heavenly book could not do that.

Of course, freedom is limited.

Just like at this moment, Han Shao just stretched out his hand and grasped it in his palm.

One thought can give life to a person, and one thought can completely destroy his soul.

At this moment, Han Shao suddenly realized a problem.

"Perhaps it is because of the existence of this heavenly book..."

'The once glorious and terrifying ancient heaven completely disappeared from the world almost overnight...'

This suddenly seemed to make sense.

Of course, this is just Han Shao's terrible guess, and there is no strong evidence to support it.

So I just sighed for a while and didn't think about it anymore.

"Below the True Immortal, can you please leave your name?"

Faced with Han Shao's sudden question, Yun Zhongzi didn't care about being frightened. He thought about it and then answered.

"can."

Han Shao smiled.

Then he carefully recalled the list of some of the Six Gates' spies, and then picked up a pen and wrote down the names one by one in the blank spaces.

However, during this process, some names were left unwritten.

Han Shao thought about it for a moment and understood it instantly.

After all, these people were unlucky. Before I put pen to paper, they had already "disappeared" from this world, so naturally they could not leave their names behind.

With a sigh in his heart, Han Shao started writing.

After writing these names, he stopped and did not leave the names of Li Jing and others on it.

"Just treat it as an experiment."

After all, people are divided into different groups, close and distant.

What's more, these Six Gates spies are already in a dangerous place. If it really works, it would be a stroke of luck for them.

After doing all this, Han Shao looked at the heavenly book in front of him which had returned to the picture of the heavenly palace, and then glanced at the inner world below where four gates had just been erected.

Suddenly, a bold guess came to his mind.

If my inner world is really like the one in the painting of heaven, I can build a magnificent and sacred endless heavenly palace.

So is it possible to "lend" these palaces to others to achieve harmony with the Tao?

By then, wouldn’t it be possible to create eight-level celestial beings in large quantities?

……

(End of this chapter)