The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 234 Nine-leaf Stone Carvings, Perfect Traces (5.3k Please support with monthly tickets)
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

The next morning, Zhang Shuo suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and looked out the window. Deep in the park opposite the villa area, there was a furtive figure observing something with a white jade mirror.

Zhang Shuo flashed and appeared next to the figure, neatly dressed. He fixed the other person with one glance, took the jade mirror and played with it for a while.

"A jade mirror that can project distant scenes is interesting, but it has too many restrictions and is useless."

As soon as he got his hands on it, Zhang Shuo understood the function of the jade mirror. This jade mirror can project distant scenes, but the prerequisite is that there is nothing blocking it. It is a very useless tool.

With a finger pointing from afar, the other party turned into a feather of light. Then a piece of his soul memory was taken into Zhang Shuo's hand. After checking it with his divine sense, the other party's identity was exposed.

"The idiot from the Longque branch is really looking for death!" Zhang Shuo's face turned cold. Someone actually targeted Lin's mother. This person was assigned by the other party to keep watch here.

With one step forward, time and space changed, and Zhang Shuo came to a villa area near Mount Lushan and instantly locked onto a group of people with demonic blood.

"Humph!"

A cold snort spread throughout the villa area, and in an instant all the people with demon blood were moved in front of Zhang Shuo.

"What's going on!" The old woman looked at the tribesmen who were moved here in panic.

When an old man saw Zhang Shuo, his pupils shrank, and he bowed down, knocking his head against the asphalt road. He said respectfully, "We didn't know you were coming to visit us. We are sorry for not welcoming you."

The old man saw that Zhang Shuo was the only unfamiliar face among the crowd. Combined with the other party's youthful appearance, noble temperament, and the ability to move their entire clan over, it was clear to him that they had encountered another person with great supernatural powers.

The old woman also reacted when she saw this. She knelt down tremblingly, but she was not as flexible as the old man and did not kowtow. However, she still bowed her head and said respectfully:
"We are honored to have your visit. I wonder if some ignorant fool has offended you. If so, please rest assured that we will not tolerate it and will punish them severely."

When the people around saw what was happening, they reacted as well and all knelt down on the ground, not daring to say anything.

Zhang Shuo was stunned by this scene. Before he could even exert any strength, the other party fell to his knees.

But he didn't waste any words. With a thought, a young man in the crowd floated in front of Zhang Shuo and knelt on the ground with a look of panic on his face.

Before Zhang Shuo could speak, the other party immediately understood what was going on and hurriedly explained:
"Senior, please spare me! I have no ill intentions. I just happened to see Miss Pei and saw that she had a noble temperament and a faint extraordinary aura, so I wanted to get to know her. I have no special ill intentions."

Looking at the man crying bitterly, Zhang Shuo did not believe his one-sided words. He flicked his fingers, and a stream of light entered his sea of ​​consciousness, bringing out a wisp of memory in front of him.

After using his divine sense to check his memory, Zhang Shuo discovered that the other party was indeed dishonest. He had gone to City B not long ago and met Lin's mother. He was immediately fascinated by her and wanted to do something improper.

However, because their lineage had offended a powerful person some time ago, and the ancestor and the clan leader were deposed, they were suddenly frightened. Looking at the noble and elegant Mother Lin, they were afraid that they would get into big trouble, so they secretly sent tribesmen to monitor them. They would make a decision after finding out the other party's background.

After learning all the circumstances, Zhang Shuo sneered and said sarcastically: "You are scheming, but you are still a fool."

You have to know that Lin's mother is a Taoist monk, and she has Zhang Shuo's jade pendant to protect her. If this idiot really dares to offend her, unless the saint takes action, the protective power of the jade pendant will be able to crush the entire Dragon Bird branch.

Not wanting to bother with such an idiot, Zhang Shuo simply wiped out his cultivation and crippled his five limbs. The injuries were the kind that could not be repaired, so he would be a disabled person for the rest of his life.

After crippling the idiot under his feet, Zhang Shuo glanced at the people around him and said in a cold voice: "Although you don't know, this idiot borrowed the power of the family, so you can be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of living. I will abolish your cultivation as a warning."

"Buzz!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shuo took a step forward, and an inexplicable wave spread out. Those who were swept by it lost all their cultivation and had to start practicing again.

Then, Zhang Shuo flashed away and left.

After Zhang Shuo left, the people who were kneeling down were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood. They looked at the useless man with hatred, stood up and took their weapons, and surrounded the man.

“Ahem! Sigh! It seems that my clan has been too arrogant over the years. Two idiots have caused huge troubles one after another.

From now on, gather all the Jiujiang clansmen. Our branch will be self-isolating for a hundred years and will not enter the secular world. Also, quickly inform the main branch and the entire cultivation world of this person's situation. A stronger master with great magical powers has been born."

On the other side, Zhang Shuo returned home and quietly enjoyed the delicious breakfast made by Lin's mother. Thinking of the old woman and the old man whose cultivation was reduced, as well as the scenes he saw from the memory of that idiot, he muttered to himself:

"I didn't expect Ye Fan to meet Xiao Song again. The only difference from the original is that Xiao Song's mother is still alive. I just don't know if Hua Hua will become Ye Fan's disciple in the future. Amitabha's auxiliary consciousness and Bodhi seeds are really interesting."

After breakfast, Zhang Shuo informed Lin Jia about the situation of the four demon god tribes and major forces, and gave her a task, asking Lin Jia to take over the entire earth with the people of the Chaos Immortal Dynasty. All forces must surrender, and those who refuse to obey will be destroyed.

Zhang Shuo himself went to Jiangling County, where there were things he cared about very much. He had not had time to see them before, so he must explore them this time.

Balin Mountain, composed of eight ridges, looks like a dragon soaring into the sky and was called Longshan in ancient times.

Due to its unique terrain, many kings and princes since ancient times chose to be buried here in the hope of becoming immortal corpses after death.

Zhang Shuo stood in mid-air, looking at the Baling Mountain below. It was majestic and deep, with waves of pine trees, green clouds and extraordinary mountain scenery.

Eight mountains gathered together, eight dragons coexisted, and it seemed as if they were about to soar into the sky. It was indeed an extraordinary place.

"The terrain of the Baling Mountain is like a sleeping god, with eight dragons leading him to ascend to heaven. It is indeed a perfect burial site."

Zhang Shuo activated the Dao Pupil of Creation to investigate the entire Balin Mountain and search for the tomb.

Soon, he found his target. As time and space changed, he took a step forward at the foot of Shou Mountain. The Long Mountain in front of him shook, and a crack slowly appeared in the mountain, revealing a large tomb.

A thick yin energy and bursts of immortal sounds emanated from the tomb.

Zhang Shuo entered the tomb and after walking for a distance, a white jade staircase appeared, leading to the depths of the underground palace.

Following the white jade steps, Zhang Shuo went deeper into the tomb.

"clank……"

Bursts of sword sounds could be heard. A stone wall ahead blocked the way, covered with sword marks. Clanking sounds could be heard, as if there was a swordsman practicing with sword skills.

"Sword Sharpening Stone, it seems I have found the right place. This sword power is truly amazing, with a sharp aura that can cut down everything in the world."

Zhang Shuo came to the sword-grinding stone, and with his finger like a sword, he dug out the stone, sealed it, and put it into the ancient world of chaos.

There are bursts of celestial music in the passage, which are melodious, crisp and ethereal. When it reaches the ears, it is like heavenly music, which can cleanse one's soul and make one feel relaxed.

Zhang Shuo walked down the jade steps. When he stepped on the white jade stairs, a faint chilly air came from under his feet. This white jade staircase was a bit special, as if it contained a trace of Taiyin energy.

However, when the Taiyin energy mixed with the Yin energy of the dead, it became extremely cold and gloomy, which is quite dangerous for ordinary cultivators.

Zhang Shuo continued to move forward along the white jade stairs and soon came to a vast underground palace. As soon as he entered the palace, cold winds blew violently and countless evil bats attacked him.

"Pfft..."

Facing the attacking Yin spirit bats, Zhang Shuo's eyes flashed with chaotic light. Two chaotic lights were like divine swords, killing all the Yin spirit bats.

On the following journey, Zhang Shuo killed evil spirit bats along the way and saw the source of the fairy sound, which was a row of ancient chimes.

Unfortunately, it was just an ordinary weapon without any divine principles, so Zhang Shuo didn't pay too much attention to it.

Next, Zhang Shuo suddenly felt a chilling murderous intent. There were streaks of sword light slashing across the sky like silk threads. Seven colored flying swords, red, yellow, purple, and green, split the sky, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, slashing towards him.

"Dangdangdang..."

He did not defend himself, but allowed the sword energy to cut into his body, using this to comprehend the essence of the sword energy.

The seven-colored sword energy was extremely sharp, carrying an indestructible sword intent. Once the sword was out, the mountains opened, the seas split, the earth cracked, the sky opened, and everything in the world was cut through. Nothing was left uncut, and wherever the sword energy went, nothing could stop or hinder it.

"This is Chisongzi's swordsmanship. It is indeed extremely terrifying, but it always feels too high. Is it really a realm that a great sage can reach?"

Zhang Shuo's whole body trembled, and the holy power surged, resisting the seven-colored sword intent outside his body and walking towards the depths.

This is a stone room for practicing swordsmanship. There are seven palm-long scabbards hanging on the wall. The workmanship is not exquisite, just simple animal skins, and they are so tattered that they are almost turned into ashes.

Looking at the tattered scabbard, Zhang Shuo's body was surged with chaotic divine power, his eyes shone with purple-gold light, and he formed seals with his hands, performing the forbidden secret technique - Beginningless.

"Hua La La..." The endless silver-white river surrounded the seven scabbards, and the power of time returned them to their original state.

As the scabbard goes back in time, the tattered animal skin becomes clear and simple.

At the same time, the sword intent flying in the sword room became sharper and sharper, the terrifying and violent sword force became stronger and stronger, and the sword training room began to tremble. If the sword intent continued to increase, it would be cut to pieces by the sword energy at any time.

On the one hand, Zhang Shuo summoned the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, and thousands of wisps of chaotic energy dripped from the jar. Thousands of black lights enveloped the sword room, protecting the safety of the tomb chamber.

On the other hand, he performed the "Fighting Word Secret" to simulate the seven-color sword energy. The seven-color sword energy burst out with countless sharp sword beams, which collided violently with the seven-color sword energy in the sword training room.

At the same time, the Dao Pupil of Creation swallowed and exhaled chaotic light. Within the deep eyes, the origin of chaos continued to evolve, and a world of sword intent with billions of sword energies dancing around was constantly taking shape.

The seven-colored sword light flashed with brilliant sword brilliance, and the terrifying sword intent tore through the universe, slashing countless chaotic air currents, dividing the chaos, and slashing out the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, but in turn slashing the Five Elements, destroying Yin and Yang, destroying order and returning to chaos.

As the Dao Eye of Creation analyzed the seven-colored sword intent, the seven-colored sword intent evolved by Zhang Shuo using the "Secret of the Fighting Word" became increasingly sharp.

The two seven-colored sword intents continuously collided, exploding endless sword energy, hitting the chaotic black light, making dense "ding-dong" sounds.

As a rootless duckweed, Chisongzi's sword intent was constantly weakened by the collision with Zhang Shuo's seven-color sword intent, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

The scabbard that was fixed by the forbidden secret technique - Wu Shi, turned into ashes the moment the sword intent dissipated.

Zhang Shuo looked at this scene and did not feel sorry, because he had already obtained the sword techniques, so the scabbard was of no use.

Zhang Shuo, who had obtained the Seven-Colored Sword Technique, stepped deeper into the room. After passing through the stone chamber, he entered a place with blazing flames. A sea of ​​fire blocked his way. The temperature was terrifying. It turned out to be the essence of the sun.

In front of the flames, there was a coffin wrapped in an ancient vine, buried in the deepest part of the tomb, making the fire here dazzling and hot.

"The burial method of a saint - cremation coffin!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Shuo immediately recognized that this was a special burial method.

It is said that when a saint knows that he is about to die, he will use the extremely yang essence of the fire vine to hold on to the last bit of yang energy in his body, waiting for resurrection.

The owner of the coffin in front of him had the same idea, but Zhang Shuo clearly sensed that the other party had already become a Taoist and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Crossing the sea of ​​fire in the sun, he came to the coffin. He pointed his finger at the fire vine that wrapped the coffin, and the breath of creation flowed into the fire vine from his fingertips.

The fire vine nourished by the breath of nature spontaneously loosened itself from the coffin and wrapped around Zhang Shuo's arm.

Feeling the closeness of the Fire Vine, he smiled and put the Fire Vine into the Ancient Chaos Realm.

This fire vine is a rare spiritual root, grown by the blood of the Great Sage. It is an excellent material whether used to refine weapons or pills.

Looking at the ancient coffin in front of him, Zhang Shuo pushed open the coffin lid. A mysterious Taoist pattern wave came from inside, revealing the scene inside the coffin.

There was no body of Chisongzi in the coffin. He had already transformed into a Taoist, leaving a human-shaped mark at the bottom of the coffin. His flesh, blood and bones had completely turned into a Taoist.

And next to the trace of the human figure, there were seven palm-length ancient swords that had turned to dust and dissolved together with Chisongzi, without leaving any fragments.

"Sure enough, you have already become a Taoist, but I still need to know something, so I'm sorry for the offense."

Zhang Shuo summoned the Chaos Sword Box, took out the Time Sword, and then performed the One Qi Transformation into Three Purities technique to create two bodies. The three of them stood at three positions of the coffin and performed the secret technique.

The main body wielded the Time Sword, and the surging chaotic divine power activated the time patterns on the sword. Thousands of time patterns were imprinted in the void and gathered into a sundial. The light enveloped the coffin, and the silver hour hand rotated counterclockwise, causing time to flow backwards.

The first Taoist body performed the forbidden secret technique of "The Beginningless Sutra" - Beginningless, and reversed Chisongzi's Taoist trace to the origin.

Another Taoist body performed the secret technique of "Candle Dragon Sutra" - reversing the sun and the moon. A huge shadow of Candle Dragon appeared behind him, and the dragon's eyes opened and closed. The big sun and the ancient moon rose in the tomb chamber, and the ancient moon and the big sun rotated in the reverse direction, and time flowed backwards.

Three supreme secret arts enveloped the coffin, and a long silver river lay across the human-shaped mark. The turbulent river water gurgled, and the crystal clear water began to flow upstream. Drops of crystal water splashed into the air, emitting colorful light.

Zhang Shuo stared at the splashing water droplets. Various fragments flashed in the water droplets. Those were Chisongzi's life experiences.

"That's... I didn't expect it to really exist. I actually found it."

Zhang Shuo looked at one of the clips and was shocked. He was rarely so surprised, but the situation before him was so difficult for him to remain calm.

In a drop of suspended water, there is a reflection of an opportunity that Chisongzi encountered shortly after he began his cultivation.

In search of resources, Chisongzi accidentally entered a secret place.

It was a world where sword energy was rampant. Everything in the heaven and earth contained sword energy. A blade of grass could cut through fine iron, and stones could emit sword light.

Chisongzi, who possessed a treasure that could protect him, went through all kinds of hardships and finally arrived at a mountain peak, where he saw a huge rock standing on the top.

The boulder continuously exuded various sword energies. That was the realm of sword intent. The terrifying sword intent tore apart anything that dared to approach.

Chisongzi, who could only see from a distance, saw a sunken mark on the boulder. The mark was shaped like a nine-leaf clover, but the two leaves on the top and the right were only half, which was equivalent to missing two leaves.

The moment he saw the dent, blood spurted from Chisongzi's eyes. His eyes were injured by the invisible sword intent, but he was not sad. Instead, he laughed loudly towards the sky and then fainted.

After waking up, Chisongzi found that he had left the secret realm, and his eyes returned to normal, but the shape of the sword grass in his mind was deeply engraved on his soul.

The mark exudes the true meaning of the supreme sword: a speck of dust turning into a sword can fill the vast ocean; a blade of grass turning into a sword can cut down the sun, moon and stars.

From then on, Chisongzi embarked on the path of sword cultivation. He fought alone across the world, practicing sword cultivation all his life and pacifying the chaotic world.

"call!"

Zhang Shuo exhaled slowly. The secret technique had lost its effect. His divine power was exhausted and his essence was depleted. The two Taoist bodies had dissipated and the tomb had returned to its original state.

“Hahaha! It really is the Grass Sword Technique. I didn’t expect it to actually exist in Zhatian. Chisongzi is so lucky!”

At this moment, Zhang Shuo solved all his doubts. Chisongzi's swordsmanship was actually part of the Caozi sword technique.

Chisongzi saw the mark of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass and wrote down the shallow form of the Sword Grass.

However, due to his lack of ability, he could only comprehend a part of it even with the shallow Dao form. But it was this shallow part that forged his supreme swordsmanship.

This extremely simple grass-style sword art made Chisongzi successful and made him one of the most amazing and powerful men in ancient times.

But this was both his success and his failure. Because he had seen too profound a sword art, Chisongzi was simply unable to comprehend its true meaning, let alone use it to develop his own sword art.

After all, with the sun shining brightly in front of us and the pearls shining brightly in front of us, when mortals see the unattainable gods and immortals, how can they get out of the shadow of worship?
Under the influence of the Supreme Sword Art, Chisongzi could not get out of his own sword art, and naturally could not break through to become a Great Sage and achieve a Quasi-Emperor. He could only die with regret, without even leaving behind his own heritage, and his sword went with it.

“It’s a pity for Chisongzi. In fact, if he could have taken one more look, even just one more time, he would have gained a little more understanding.

After all, even if he doesn’t walk his own path, following the rules will be enough for him to become a quasi-emperor, or even a higher level.”

Zhang Shuo looked at the human-shaped mark in the coffin and sighed.

For a monk, the saddest thing is not having no achievements, but having seen the mountains but not being qualified to climb them.

However, to a certain extent, this was also his luck. His luck helped him see that one glimpse, but it was only enough for him to see that one glimpse.

After sorting out his messy thoughts, Zhang Shuo still couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, because he saw the most important point in that historical picture.

There was a hint of green light at the root of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, although it was very dim, almost unnoticeable.

But Zhang Shuo can be sure that the green light definitely exists.

"There are more than 30 immortality pills in the Era of Shrouding the Heavens. Could it be that... there really is..."

Zhang Shuo withdrew his thoughts, recorded the secret place he saw, turned around and left the tomb.

(End of this chapter)