Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 213 The Ultimate Endurance King

"It's been raining heavily for two days and it's getting even heavier. I don't think anyone will go up the mountain today. Forget it, let's just go to sleep in the wind and rain."

"The town chief asked me to go tiger hunting. He wants tiger bones for soup and tiger penis for wine. They're the size of fingernails and I don't know how they're supposed to be nutritious. It's a bother."

"The rain is still pouring down, and the Xiaojin River looks like it's about to burst its banks. I don't know if anyone is doing anything about it."

"Well, no one cares. I don't know how long this rain will last."

"The rain continues, and two more families have fled to the mountains. But how many people can live in this broken Taoist temple? After the heavy rain comes a great plague. What should we do then?"

"They usually eat their fill, but now that something's happened, they don't even offer a hand. What a bunch of idiots."

"Think of a way. A living person cannot be killed by holding his urine."

"I've figured out a plan. Those rebels are so powerful, and I can't afford to be alone. Let's first break open the town lord's granary."

After Zhang Ze finished reading this paragraph, he closed the book "Feng Shui Secrets" and glanced at Old Tang, "Do you want to read more?"

"Bullshit! I know how our master made his fortune!" After saying that, Old Tang stretched out his hand to signal Zhang Ze to return the book.

After taking the old book, Old Tang took a deep breath to calm himself down, then opened it again and took a closer look.

But in Old Tang's eyes, the book still looks the same as before.

When you open the book, you will see the mountains and rivers of Heluo, the wind and rain, the movement of stars, and the three thousand Taoist methods.

Old Tang watched it over and over again, but it was still the same.

"Can't you see it?" Old Tang asked Zhang Ze again.

Zhang Ze shook his head.

"No, I just read the rebellion diary of the founder. I was reading the key part, the one about uniting with the Great Qi Righteous Army and calling himself Zixuan Zhenren."

Old Tang waved his hand, signaling Zhang Ze not to say anything more, and continued to examine the Feng Shui secret technique.

After this book was passed down by the founder, it passed through the hands of several generations of masters, but it had no name. It was given the name of Feng Shui Secret Art because as long as one opened it, one could see illusions of mountains and rivers and understand the principles of Feng Shui, so it was given the name of Feng Shui Secret Art.

But now Zhang Ze said it was the rebellion diary of the ancestor.
Old Tang looked up and stared at Zhang Ze for a while, then suddenly felt relieved.

As the saying goes, too many lice don't bother you; too many debts don't bother you. This kid can wear his golden elixir like a bracelet, so it's normal for him to see some problems when reading a book.

Anyway, it’s not a problem with this Feng Shui secret book, it must be his problem.

"This matter must be kept secret and not be spread outside. Since you are dull and cannot understand the mysteries of this book, there is nothing we can do about it.

"Come, Taoist, let me tell you about moving mountains."

"I understand what you mean." Zhang Ze extended his hand to Old Tang again.

"Why are you reaching out?" Old Tang was puzzled.

"Reading a book, I haven't finished it yet!" Zhang Ze had only read half of it just now, and the second half was not yet read.

Before Old Tang could ask, Zhang Ze continued to explain, "Master Dao, think about it, this ancestor recorded all his life's learning in this book as a method of supernatural power. What does this mean?"

"This shows that this book is very important!" Zhang Ze continued after Old Tang came to his senses.

"There must be some secrets in this book, so the master used this method."

"I'll use the secret knowledge of Feng Shui and the writings of the mountains, rivers, and Luo Rivers to conceal the book's original contents. Only in this way can I prevent outsiders from seeing it and prevent you from throwing it away as rubbish."

After hearing this, Old Tang frowned.

"That's not right. The things of our ancestors were also left to us. If we talk about outsiders, you are the outsider."

"Who said I'm an outsider? Am I not your junior fellow apprentice? You personally conferred this title upon me. My name is even engraved on the iron scroll of Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Ze spoke confidently and talked about how he first met Old Tang in southern Yunnan and how Old Tang insisted on making him the headmaster.

"Here, here, here. You are not an outsider, I am the outsider." Old Tang handed the book to Zhang Ze, then gestured to Zhang Ze to read it aside and not bother him.

After getting the founder's rebellion diary, Zhang Ze continued reading the part he had not finished.

Because it is not a novel but just an essay, the content recorded on it is a bit scattered.

Zhang Ze read it word by word with the mentality of digging for treasure, but when he reached the end, he did not find any big secrets.

But if I have to tell a secret, the name of this Longhu Mountain lineage was not given by the founder.

On the Four Continents side, the origin of Taoism was derived from the witchcraft of the ancient times. After the end of the ancient times, the inheritance was chaotic. Before the Dongqi Dynasty pacified the chaotic world and established the Immortal Dynasty, dozens of Taoist traditions, large and small, all claimed to be orthodox.

It was not until the turmoil of the Ten Kingdoms was pacified and the Eastern Qi was unified that the Longhu Mountain lineage flourished and became the leader of the Taoist sect. After the Eastern Qi was destroyed, Longhu Mountain became one of the six major sects in the world.

This is what the founder recorded in his rebellion diary.

The fighting is getting a bit boring. If it continues, it will be another chaotic era of the Ten Kingdoms. I wonder what the man who calls himself the King of Qi is planning at this moment.

[That envoy is quite interesting. It's time to change his name. The name Qingyidao is a bit unlucky, as he's been passed down from generation to generation, and they're poor and broke. Longhushan is indeed a better name.]

[I won't fight anymore. I'll leave the world to the King of Qi to play with. I'm going to cultivate myself.]

"Did you see anything, kid?"

Zhang Ze was immersed in it when Old Tang appeared behind him like a ghost.

"No, it's all gossip." Zhang Ze returned the book to Old Tang.

"Let's just say that the founder wrote it for fun. There's no secret there."

Seeing that Zhang Ze didn't see anything, Old Tang was quite happy. After putting away the Feng Shui secrets, he finally got down to business.

Old Tang waved his hand, and the compass that had disappeared in the air after he released it appeared again. After a moment, Old Tang took it back into his hand.

"Moving the mountain is a sure thing. You should go find your sect leader or Zhengyi now, and call some people from the Sword Sect, including Dandan?" Old Tang said.

Zhang Ze misunderstood what he meant. "Master Dao, are you going to move this mountain to Qianji Pavilion? Isn't that a bit shameless?"

Old Tang slapped Zhang Ze's head and said, "What are you thinking? We are not bandits. If we want to cut through mountains and seas, who else can we ask if not your Sword Sect? Who in the world can beat you in swordplay?"

Zhang Ze felt that Old Tang was obviously holding some grudges. "Then why are you looking for Dandan and the others? Isn't Lily here with anyone?"

"I just explored it. The terrain here is indeed special. The ancestor's method of moving mountains is not very suitable."

Listening to Old Tang's explanation, the ancestors' methods are actually divided into two types. One is to directly pull the mountain out of the ground, and then find a suitable place for the earth veins to place the mountain on it, so as to change the feng shui pattern and the direction of the earth veins.

The second method is to refine the mountain into a magical weapon, which can be large or small and can be carried with you. You can use it to hit people when needed, or just use it as a decoration.

But neither of these two methods is suitable for Linglu Valley.

The balance of dragon energy in Linglu Valley is too fragile, and too much interference may cause everything to come to nothing.

Searching for another vein would only accelerate the loss of dragon energy.

It is even more undesirable to refine Linglu Valley into a magic weapon. Once the mountain refining formation is set in motion, Linglu Valley will be directly destroyed.

"So what is your plan, Master Dao?" Zhang Ze asked.

Old Tang raised his hand and pointed at the night sky above them. "Flying, not grounded. Since we are one, the dragon energy will naturally not dissipate."

"Floating island? How to cast the spell? Let Sect Master Li carry it on his back?" Zhang Ze imagined the scene of the old Sect Master Li holding up a mountain with one hand.

Seeing that Zhang Ze was really stupid tonight, Old Tang patted Zhang Ze on the head again.

"Qianji Pavilion?"

After saying that, Old Tang took out a big thing from his treasure bag.

A very cool and exaggerated chariot. Old Tang raised his hand and the chariot took off without wind and floated up. Compared with the second-hand Lao Tou Le in Zhang Ze's treasure bag, this one looked a little too cool.

"While you were away, I, the Taoist priest, and Dandan improved this thing you made. Now, if it just wants to fly, it no longer needs the spiritual energy from the cultivators to be injected."

"As long as it doesn't go to places where spiritual energy is cut off and exhausted, it can keep floating."

After listening to what Old Tang said, Zhang Ze sorted out the meaning of what Old Tang said.

There are actually many techniques for flying objects, but some of them affect the magical instruments themselves, or have many limitations.

Linglu Valley is now like a fragile ecological potted plant.

The ordinary refining method is equivalent to pouring a layer of molten iron on an ecological potted plant. No matter how clever the technique is and how indestructible the final result is, the potted plant will die.

If you want to ensure that the environment of Linglu Valley is not affected, you need to place a magical instrument under the potted plant to lift it up, and then put a cover on the outside of the potted plant to ensure that the environment inside remains unchanged...

"Master Dao means that after we dig out the mountain, we can use the Thousand Machines method to create a shell underneath. This will protect the dragon energy from dissipating, while allowing the entire Spirit Deer Valley to float in the air?"

"Smart." Old Tang nodded.

Just as Zhang Ze and Lao Tang were finalizing the Linglu Valley's flight plan, new changes occurred on A'li's side.

In the heart of Linglu Valley, in the Little Qilin Kindergarten.

The little Qilins formed a circle, Maomao lay in the middle, and A'li lay in Maomao's soft fur and fell into a deep sleep.

On the outskirts of Linglu Valley, in the twenty-five security booths, the elders drank tea, read books, and multitasked while practicing magic spells to maintain the formation and ensure that the dragon energy in the valley did not dissipate.

Under various coincidences, a delicate balance was quietly formed, and the energy in Linglu Valley began to move, forming a vortex with the Little Qilin Kindergarten as the core.

At this time, the treasure bag hanging around A'li's neck also changed, and the stone pill rolled out of it by itself.

The stone pill fell silently to the ground, then rolled past the little Qilin's body, came out of the house, and buried itself in the soil like a seed.

The patterns on the stone pill became deeper and deeper as the dragon energy in the entire Linglu Valley changed.

Roots sprouted out of nowhere from around the village's stone ditch...

Soon, a tender sprout emerged from the soil.

Then Lily saw it.

Lily is a believer in the theory of staying up late to cultivate immortality and boundless magic power. Although she has rubbed out a room for herself in the kindergarten, she did not live in it tonight.

So when Lily finished her night tour in the middle of the night and came here to take a look, she was stunned.

Doesn't she remember there was a tree in the yard?
Lily rubbed her eyes and activated all the magic tools she had on her body to exorcise evil spirits and calm the mind. She was sure that there was a tree in the yard!

And this tree seems to be growing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"It's haunted!"

As a monk, Lily shouted shamefully.

An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you.

Lily's shout not only woke up the kindergarten, but also called over most of the people in Linglu Valley.

Li Wenzhou and several elders arrived at Xumi with an astonishing momentum. They were extremely cautious and immediately spread their spiritual awareness. They wanted to see where the evil spirit came from and dared to act wildly in front of them.

"Where is the ghost?"

Lily didn't expect that her shout would be so effective and she directly called the old sect leader Li over.

Looking at the serious-looking bosses, Lily shrank her neck. "The tree... this tree suddenly appeared, and it was growing... and now it's not moving. Look, it's started again."

As soon as Lily finished speaking, the small tree that had just stopped growing began to grow again. Although the speed was much slower, it was clearly seen by Sect Master Li and others.

At this time, A'li also walked out of the house, rubbing his eyes. He was a little dazed from sleep and his mind was still not clear. Looking at the small tree in the yard, he said subconsciously.

"You are alive again..."

This was said so naturally, as if I had said it many times before...

However, Xiang did not come back to life completely as Ari said. It was still sleeping, but in another form.

The stone pill was now hidden in the heart of the tree, receiving nourishment from the entire Linglu Valley, and completing a certain cycle.

When Zhang Ze and Lao Tang returned to the kindergarten, the tree had grown a little taller and was already taller than the roof. It looked like it would continue to grow.

"Is this normal?" Zhang Ze asked A'li.

Ah Li probably recalled some past events when looking at the tree. "This is a good thing. The village is waking up faster. It often does this."

Zhang Ze looked at the sapling growing vigorously in front of him, and there was something in his mind that he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

It would be fine to do this often, but what kind of life do these giant dragons live in the ancient world?

And how come Xiang is the same as the Ultimate Endurance King...

Zhang Ze suspected that even without Shi Dan, the village might be reborn in some corner somewhere.
But it's always a good thing.

Zhang Ze sensed the balanced dragon energy in Linglu Valley and asked, "It looks like this tree will continue to grow, and its existence should ensure that the dragon energy does not dissipate. Is it still necessary to move the mountain?"

Although Qianji Pavilion could benefit from moving the mountain, Zhang Ze felt that the countryside was more important and doing nothing was always the safest thing.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, two people spoke out in opposition at the same time.

"No." It was Ari and Xiaofuji.

Since coming to Linglu Valley, Xiao Fuji has felt like she was in heaven. She buries herself in the soil every day, living a life of eating and waiting to die. Occasionally, when she wakes up, she helps the people in Yaowang Valley take care of the flowers and plants.

As a fairy fungus of its own, she is gifted in botany.

The little girl pulled herself out of the soil and waved her hands to attract everyone's attention.

"This tree can only grow in the Spirit Deer Valley, but its roots are very deep! If it is allowed to continue growing, it will die once it spreads outside the valley."

The little rotten girl made a dying gesture.

After listening to this, Zhang Ze looked at A Li.

Ahri nodded, "That's right, this tree is not Xiang, and Xiang hasn't truly awakened. Driven by instinct, this tree will indeed become what Fuji said."

"Is there any way to slow down its growth?" Li Wenzhou asked.

This tree grows very fast, but the plan to move the mountain will take some time, so we have to stop the tree first.

Fu Ji and A Li both shook their heads.

Xia Yan, who had been listening on the side, spoke up at this time, "My senior sister might have a way."

"Who?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Senior Sister Qingxue, Master sent her here to help. She should be here soon...right?"

Xia Yan was a little hesitant when he said this.

……

The territory of Cangshan Mountain.

On a certain official road, an old cow was walking slowly, stopping from time to time to nibble some tender grass. The senior sister Xia Yan mentioned was lying on the cow's back and sleeping soundly.

Xiaoxue is still on the way...

(End of this chapter)