The Tao comes to all heavens: from the beginning of the Wilderness Period

Chapter 5 Supplement to Jiuye Zhenren
"Elder Qianshan clan, please come into the main hall and have some tea." Zhang Qiming said respectfully.

"No need, I came here specifically to see Zhang Heng."

Afterwards, the elder of the Qianshan clan briefly mentioned the clan meeting.

Zhang Heng was secretly happy after hearing this. He was still worried about the cultivation resources after his innate life, but he didn't expect that someone would give him a pillow when he fell asleep.

The Qianshan clan elder said seriously: "Boy, let's leave for the clan treasure house now."

"There's nothing you can't do." Zhang Heng responded readily.

On the way, the Qianshan tribe elder seemed to be interested in testing Zhang Heng's speed. He kept mentioning his flying speed, but Zhang Heng always maintained a speed slower than him.The expression of admiration on the Qianshan clan elder's face became even stronger.

Soon the two of them entered the clan territory.This was Zhang Heng's first time coming to the clan. Although he didn't know the formation principles, he discovered at least a dozen formations along the way through his powerful spiritual thoughts.The largest formation enveloped the entire manor, giving him a strong sense of threat.

"Boy Zhang Heng, you seem to be quite good at perception?" the Qianshan clan elder suddenly asked.

"The elders of the clan have learned from this that when I was young, my soul was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people." Zhang Heng didn't want to reveal that he had spiritual thoughts yet.Under normal circumstances, only Wanxiang Zhenren can cultivate spiritual thoughts.Zhang Heng was able to manifest his spiritual thoughts because of the wonderful gates and the mysterious purple energy.

The Qianshan clan leader was suddenly startled, and then showed a look of astonishment. No wonder his concealment was seen through just now.

"This is where the treasure house is." He pointed to a palace made of white jade in front of him.

Zhang Heng spread out his spiritual thoughts to sweep away, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. "It seems that the formation here also has the effect of isolating spiritual thoughts." He thought to himself.With the power of his soul, he might be able to forcefully break through this barrier, but he didn't try.

At this moment, the Qianshan clan elder took out a cyan token from his sleeve, pressed it forward steadily, and the treasure house door suddenly opened.

The clan treasure house is divided into three floors. The first floor contains mostly ordinary treasures, while the second floor is filled with rare treasures, spiritual treasures and various precious ores. There are also piles of magic weapons and magic weapons. There are magic weapons, but ordinary innate creatures don’t have many of them.

Zhang Heng's eyes sparkled and he watched with relish.Not long after, he followed the Qianshan clan elder to the third floor of the treasure house.The third floor is much more empty than the first two floors, but taking any of the treasures here will probably make the innate beings jealous, and some of the more precious ones are even enough to attract the monks of the Purple Mansion to fight for them.

There are several huge wooden shelves on the left side of the third floor of the treasure house, on which are neatly placed various magic weapons such as knives, swords, spears, halberds, axes, axes, crossbows, long hooks, etc., as well as treasure armor, combat boots, protective gear, etc. There are hundreds of protective treasures such as heart mirrors.

Zhang Heng was amazed. Every item here was a high-level magic weapon. With so many magic weapons stacked together, it would be an eye-opening experience for even a Zifu monk.When his father was still alive, he was an innate creature and had made many military exploits for the tribe, but it was not enough for the tribe to grant him a top-grade magic weapon.

"Boy, it is said that you are not qualified to enter the third floor of the treasure house. I will make an exception and let you come in and choose for yourself." The elder of the Qianshan tribe said in a deep voice, "The magic weapons accumulated by the tribe for thousands of years, except for those of us in Zi Mansion, Except for what old guy Jing has in his hands, most of them are here, so choose one."

"Can junior choose a few more items?" Zhang Heng asked with a shy face.

The Qianshan clan elder's face darkened, "Just one thing, no more."

Zhang Heng smiled and then began to look at these magic weapons carefully.He is an innate talent for refining the body of gods and demons. Unless his head is cut off directly, even if his body is damaged, he can still regenerate his limbs even if he spends some divine power.Therefore, treasures such as treasure armor and breast mirror are not currently necessary.

Before breaking through Xiantian, Zhang Heng's weapon had always been a sword. Unfortunately, the long sword was only a standard magic weapon issued by the Martial Palace, and it was far inferior to an inferior magic weapon.Later, while practicing on the East China Sea, the blade of the sword was bitten off by a strange fish with six eyes and two wings, so he simply abandoned it.

Although there are many magic weapons in the treasure house, there are only a dozen swords in total. Zhang Heng sifted through them one by one, and his eyes were soon attracted by a silver sword with a cold light.Although Zhang Heng could not identify what kind of precious material this sword was made of, this sword gave him a very extraordinary feeling, more powerful than the ordinary magic weapons around.

"What a sword, what a sword." Zhang Heng took off the silver sword and stroked it carefully.This sword is more than four feet long, and the hilt is covered with cloud-like patterns. Normally, it requires the Zifu monks to use their Yuan Power to move it freely.However, Zhang Heng has devoted himself to practicing the Chiming Nine Heavens Diagram of God and Demon Body Refining in the past six months. He is not even innate in refining Qi. At this moment, he can only wield this sword with the blessing of the body's divine power.

"It is said that the truly powerful people all cultivate their bodies and qi as well. It seems that I need to choose a qi-refining method among my clan to practice." Zhang Heng thought to himself.With his body of a god and demon at the fourth level of the Chiming Nine Heavens Diagram at the moment, and with a powerful divine soul foundation, if he can obtain superior skills, it is no exaggeration to say that he can directly enter the innate realm of Qi refining within a few hours.

Seeing Zhang Heng waving the silver sword lovingly, the Qianshan clan elder nodded secretly, and then said loudly: "Good eyesight, this sword is a high-grade human-level magic weapon, a trophy captured by the previous clan leader after he killed a powerful enemy outside. , but it is the most precious among these dozen swords."

"I wonder what the name of this sword is?" Zhang Heng asked.

"No one knows its original name. Since you are destined to it, why not name it yourself."

"Then let's call him Yinlin." Zhang Heng chose the name casually.With that said, he took out a mustard stone and wanted to take away the sword.The Qianshan clan elder burst into laughter upon seeing this, "This kind of mustard stone is only used by ordinary innate beings. The internal space is small and unstable. How can it accommodate a magic weapon?"

As he spoke, he took something out of his sleeve and threw it at Zhang Heng, "I see that you don't even have a decent storage magic weapon, so I give you this thing."

Zhang Heng took it and saw that it was a small and exquisite storage ring, and quickly thanked him.The internal space of this storage ring is about ten square meters, and its value is comparable to some low-end magic weapons.

"You can't refine this Silver Lin Sword yet, so you must put it away in case anyone cares about it." Qianshan clan elder reminded again.

Although Zhang Heng didn't know the exact value of the human-level magic weapon, he also understood that this kind of treasure could definitely be regarded as a treasure of the tribe.If you take it out in a grand manner, it will be like a child holding gold in a busy city, and it will only make people jealous.

After putting the Silver Lin Sword into the storage ring, Zhang Heng looked at the other side of the treasure house. There were several light blue light masks there, and it was difficult not to see them.Under one of the light shields, there are more than ten Taoist talismans suspended, and in the other places there are some strange fruits and various precious treasures.

"You don't have to think about these things for now. Next time you want to come here to choose treasures at will, unless you become a monk of Zifu." The elder of the Qianshan clan noticed Zhang Heng's eyes and said angrily.

Then he added: "But if you have enough clan contribution points in the future, you can exchange them for what you need in the treasure house. I can make the decision for the clan, and when your cultivation reaches innate perfection, I will reward you eight hundred Contribution point.”

After Zhang Heng asked a few questions, he learned that these so-called tribal contribution points can only be obtained by innate creatures in the tribe. One tribal contribution point is roughly equivalent to a thousand spirit shells.It is not easy for ordinary innate creatures to accumulate a large number of tribal contribution points.

After leaving the treasure house, the Qianshan tribe elder thought about it for a while, then slowly took out a jade talisman with a strange luster and solemnly handed it to Zhang Heng.

"Elder of the clan, what is this?" Zhang Heng didn't understand what he meant.

"This thing is called "Little Moving Taoist Talisman". Using it, you can instantly reach any place within ten thousand miles. This is one of the most precious treasures in my possession. If you don't encounter a life-or-death crisis while wandering outside, Don’t take advantage of it.”

Hearing this, Zhang Heng was shocked and moved for a moment.Such a valuable treasure may not be worth as much as the Silver Lin Sword, but the Qianshan clan elder actually gave it away as soon as he said it.

"I have no descendants, and now I have no hope in cultivation. I only hope to see the tribe rise again in my lifetime. Boy Zhang Heng, please don't let me down."

The elder of the Qianshan tribe gave a few more instructions and asked Zhang Heng to go to the tribe's library to read the spiritual books, and then drifted away.

Zhang Heng carefully put away the small Taoist Talisman, stood there for a while, and then headed towards the library.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Heng's brother?" Zhang Yuxiang exclaimed while standing in a corridor.After his disastrous defeat to Zhang Heng in Wudian, he felt that he had no face left for long and left the game early.Then he went to Zui Chun Tower in the city to have fun and taste the warm fragrance of nephrite.Unexpectedly, when I returned to the main lineage clan, I would bump into Zhang Heng again. It was really a ghost.

"Brother from the Yuxiang Clan, I see that you are slightly deficient in energy and blood. Could it be that you have suffered some hidden injury?" Zhang Heng felt a little strange. In the previous battle, he had clearly controlled his divine power just right, and the opponent had protective treasures on him. It stands to reason that There will be no damage.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm very fine." Zhang Yuxiang laughed, then ignored Zhang Heng and left humming a ditty.

In the clan library, as soon as Zhang Heng entered the place, he felt as if he had entered the world of books, which was far superior to the previous collection of books in the Martial Palace.This building is called a library, but it actually only has one floor, but each row of bookshelves inside is more than ten feet high.

The outermost bookshelf contains mostly miscellaneous subjects, such as mining, animal training, cultivating spiritual plants, etc.Going further inward, classics on techniques such as formations, weapon refining, alchemy, and talisman making began to appear, but the number of classics has been greatly reduced.The innermost row of bookshelves is where the practice books and the clan’s secret knowledge are placed.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to find the qi-refining method, but first opened a book called Donghai Insights and Hearings to read.There are dozens of practice journals on this bookshelf, all of which were left by the Zifu monks of the tribe.Ordinary people may not be very interested in such miscellaneous practice notes, but Zhang Heng feels that he can definitely gain something from the practice experience and life experiences of these predecessors, or at least broaden his horizons.

Half an hour later, Zhang Heng had read several practice journals in succession and felt greatly inspired.At this time, he was attracted by a slightly old book, with dragons and phoenixes written on it: Supplement to the Master of Nine Nights.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel excited. He had known this Jiuye Master before. He was none other than the Wanxiang Master of the Zhang clan more than two thousand years ago. He was also the most accomplished immortal cultivator in the Zhang clan's thousands of years of history.

"Presumably this Jiuye Zhenren's addendum must be a summary of this senior's life practice." Zhang Heng thought in his heart and started to read it with a little anticipation.

Just after turning to the first page, Zhang Heng was dumbfounded.Because this first page is filled with the names and origins of the 120 eight-bedroom concubines that Master Jiuye took in his life.

(End of this chapter)