Creation Color Master

In the Yong'an Town Theater, a scholar and a Taoist were leisurely drinking tea in the Tingyu Pavilion, while a ghost figure beside them was waiting anxiously.

Looking at the ghost pacing back and forth, Chen Gong smiled and said, "Sir, Doctor Yan received the news early in the morning. I'm afraid there will be some delays in going deep into the Giant Spirit Forest. Don't worry."

The ghost smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, the Seventh Prince is in danger now, and Doctor Yan has not arrived yet, how can I not be anxious?"

Just as Chen Gong was about to speak, Yan Yonghe appeared in the backyard and said, "Since the situation is so critical, we should set off without delay."

Upon hearing this, the ghost looked behind him and saw an old man with white hair and a youthful face standing there. He was wearing ordinary cloth and had a wine jug hanging around his waist. He suddenly felt as if he had returned to nature, and he also had a hunch that this man might really be able to cure the Seventh Prince.

So he stepped forward and said, "I am the leader of the Emperor's secret guards, Ghost Shadow. I am honored to meet the doctor. I will trouble you a lot with this matter."

Yan Yonghe smiled and said, "Before seeing the patient's condition, we can't jump to conclusions. Let's wait until we see the Seventh Prince."

The ghost nodded repeatedly upon hearing this and said, "Okay, without further delay, does the doctor have anything else to prepare?"

Yan Yonghe smiled and patted the gourd on his waist, saying, "As long as I have this, it will be fine."

The ghost then noticed that this withered yellow gourd that looked like an ordinary object was actually the spiritual weapon that everyone wanted.

Seeing the ghost looking at the gourd on his waist, Yan Yonghe said with a smile: "Ghost Commander, let's get on the road quickly."

Hearing this, the ghost suddenly felt his face turn red, and he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, Doctor Yan, please wait for a moment."

After that, the ghost slowly said: "Ghost Road - Chariot of the Underworld"

Suddenly, the theater was filled with ghostly air, and a dark, ghostly, and majestic chariot appeared before everyone.

The ghost pulled Yan Yonghe onto the chariot and said, "Doctor Yan, this is the Netherworld Chariot. It is my usual means of transportation. It can travel a million miles a day. We can reach the imperial capital in a quarter of an hour."

Chen Gong and Zhang Jue in the Tingyu Pavilion were shocked by the ghost's mysterious methods. Although they had extraordinary abilities, they could not see through the details of this chariot.

Even Yan Yonghe who was in the chariot looked at it carefully. This was not a spiritual weapon, nor a chariot created by supernatural power.

The ghost ignored him and stood on the chariot, clasping his fists towards Chen Gong and Zhang Jue in the Tingyu Pavilion and said, "Sir, Taoist priest, this is a rush. Next time I come to your house, I will definitely prepare gifts and will not leave until we are drunk."

Chen Gong and Zhang Jue also stood up and said goodbye.

As the ghost shadow urged the chariot, the Netherworld Chariot turned into a ray of black light and rushed straight into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

After the ghost left, Chen Gong asked seriously, "Master Zhang, did you see any clues?"

Zhang Jue shook his head helplessly.

Meanwhile, Yan Yonghe, who was sitting on the Netherworld Chariot, was also very curious. After studying it for a while, he could not figure out anything, so he asked, "Ghost Commander, I don't know what this is. I am really short-sighted. Can you explain it to me?"

The ghost who was concentrating on controlling the vehicle in front of him heard this and turned around and replied, "Oh, you mean this Netherworld Chariot? This is one of my great Dao techniques."

Yan Yonghe looked bewildered, then spoke again: "Can you tell me in detail what this great art is?"

The ghost smiled and said, "Haha, this is not a secret. You will know it naturally when you break through to the third realm. Since Doctor Yan is curious, I will tell you in detail."

"The path of cultivation for all people in the world is nothing more than one of the hundreds of cultivation methods. Among the four realms of cultivation, the first two realms are all about cultivating ourselves and developing our human body and spirit. But if we want to break through the third realm, we must choose our own path based on the path of cultivation."

Yan Yonghe couldn't help but ask again: "Then may I ask what is your own way?"

The ghost said: "It's hard to explain this. I only know that there are hundreds of cultivation methods and three thousand great ways in the world. Depending on the different cultivation methods and personal reasons, one can always realize his own great way."

Yan Yonghe asked again: "Then among the three thousand great ways in the world, can we only choose one to practice?"

The ghost shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. What kind of avenue to choose and how many avenues to practice all depend on personal perception and opportunity. But everyone will have a recognition that practicing one avenue is the best, after all, human energy is limited."

Yan Yonghe asked again: "That is to say, under normal circumstances, no matter which of the hundred cultivation methods one chooses, one can comprehend the Three Thousand Great Ways?"

The ghost nodded and said, "In theory, both are possible, but there are many restrictions. For example, the Hundred Schools of Cultivation I chose is the Assassin, and the avenue I comprehend is the Ghost Path. Of course, it can also be the Bone Path, Shadow Path, Blood Path, Killing Path, etc. If you force yourself to comprehend the Light Path, Yang Path, etc., it will conflict with the cultivation method and destroy your foundation. Therefore, you must be very careful in choosing the avenue."

"There are also military strategists who mostly follow the path of killing, the path of gold, the path of blood, etc.; Yin-Yang strategists mostly follow the path of the five elements and yin-yang; Taoists can also follow the path of the five elements, yin-yang, fate, cause and effect, etc. Of course, everyone is on the road to pursuing the great way. There is no strict right or wrong in the perception of the great way. Everything is predestined."

Yan Yonghe seemed to have opened a new door and was full of curiosity about everything. He couldn't help but ask again: "What is the great art that the ghost commander mentioned before?"

The ghost continued, "It is actually very similar to magical powers. In the first and second realms, the physical body is developed, and what is awakened is the magical power. After the third realm, the purple palace is cultivated. The purple palace is gradually cultivated into the cave heaven, the small thousand worlds, the middle thousand worlds, and the great thousand worlds. During this period, what is realized from the great way is called the art of the great way."

In this way, the ghost controlled the Netherworld Chariot to rush to the imperial capital while answering many questions asked by Yan Yonghe.

In the sky, a black light flashed.

Chu Mo, who was far away in the Giant Forest, finally arrived at his destination, the place where the jade bamboo grows.

There were no other plants within a radius of three miles, only green cloud bamboos. They were like the overlords of this place, growing wildly.

An autumn breeze blew by, and all the green cloud bamboos swayed slightly in the wind. A rustling sound suddenly rang in the ears, like beautiful music. In addition, each green cloud bamboo was as warm as jade, and even the spirituality of the surrounding seemed to be richer.

At this moment, Chu Mo wanted to retire and live with bamboo every day.

After clearing some thoughts from his mind, Chu Mo prepared to step into the bamboo forest to find some very old mother bamboos and transplant them to the theater.

For a spiritual creature like Cuiyun Bamboo, the longer it grows, the stronger its resilience and spirituality become, and the more jade-like its bamboo body becomes.

Chu Mo entered the bamboo forest excitedly, searching for suitable Cuiyun bamboos, but he heard Yang Jiye's voice behind him: "Lord, be careful."

In an instant, Chu Mo smelled a hint of death.

At this moment, a blade of light passed by his neck, and he heard an animal's scream, accompanied by the sound of falling.

Chu Mo lowered his head and saw a emerald green bat split in half, with a large amount of emerald green blood gushing out of the corpse.

Poison bats are a kind of extremely poisonous monster. They like to suck the sap of plants and live near trees that contain a lot of sap.

Chu Mo suddenly felt cold sweat pouring down his face. If Yang Jiye hadn't been guarding him all the time, he would have ended up being either dead or disabled because of his carelessness this time.