Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

"Those who have obtained the cultivation technique, return to the original ascension platform. We will go back after everyone has arrived," Zhou Zhanpeng transmitted to the students, and then bowed deeply to the heavily armored guardian of the monument.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, sir."

The stone rubbing of the Preaching Stele came into Shen Moyan's view.

The vast amount of information about the Dao Realm flowed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The designer of the Preaching Monument was quite ingenious; people at different levels will see different upper limits of the Way.

As the stone tablet reached its highest point, the inscription on it became increasingly blurry. With Shen Moyan's current eyesight, he could only discern details up to the Purple Mansion Realm level.

However, the names of all the realms of the Dao have already been known through the general outline at the bottom of the stone tablet.

"So that's how it is. The Dao of the Void realm includes Qi Gathering, Mortal Transformation, Purple Mansion, Returning to the Source, Tribulation Law, Inscription of the Dao, and finally... that ineffable, nameless, boundless, and insurmountable [Void]!"

Shen Moyan had a complete view of the numerous totems and runes related to Qi gathering, mortal transformation, and the Purple Mansion Realm.

Just then, the totems that Shen Moyan had been visualizing transformed into tiny figures that began to dance within his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is..." Shen Moyan was surprised.

Those little beings sat quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness, their five hearts facing upwards, breathing deeply.

Cultivation technique! This is a cultivation technique!

The totems and runes that Shen Moyan visualized seemed to come alive in his mind, automatically evolving and compiling a cultivation technique on their own.

Such strange methods exist in this world!

Shen Moyan quickly closed his eyes and entered a state of enlightenment.

Bi Yang's magical power flowed throughout his body, and the vital energy of his five internal organs surged. The five colors—green, yellow, red, black, and white—converged and formed a vortex around him.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Sword hidden in his sleeve vibrated, and with the sword as a guide, a cold black aura surged into Shen Moyan's body.

The two energies, Biyang and Xuanming, converge in the Niwan Palace of the brain, flowing into pearls, one black and one white, representing the interplay of Yin and Yang.

Shen Moyan suddenly remembered the "Frosty Ice and Fiery Palm" he had practiced before, and now his own exclusive technique was in perfect harmony with it in terms of yin and yang balance.

Perhaps the mechanism by which this preaching stele operates is to expand the original possibilities and transform the mortal into the immortal.

The five internal organs, the four limbs, the bones, and all the orifices of the body are all drawn together by the two energies in the Niwan Palace, and are interconnected.

After a long time, the cultivation method exclusively for him was successfully compiled.

[The Sutra of Detachment from All Forms has been added to bookmarks (expand to view)]

【The Sutra of Detachment from All Forms (Current Limit: Purple Mansion Realm)】

Appearances are encompassed by the six senses: what the eyes see, what the ears hear, what the nose smells, what the tongue tastes, what the body feels, and what the mind thinks.

All forms are illusory. Due to the limitations of the senses and the biases of self-perception, even the perception of consciousness can produce forms.

This practice transcends all appearances, placing the practitioner in a state of absolute objectivity and absolute rationality.

Once one has mastered the art, all illusions and tricks will have no effect on the cultivator.

The purpose of practicing this method is not to make practitioners passively withdraw from the world, but to remain detached from appearances in daily practice, to keep their minds pure and their original intentions unchanged, and to balance their awareness and attachments.

Shen Moyan opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a long breath, still feeling unsatisfied.

The blessings that the Preaching Stele brings to all living beings are indeed miraculous.

He was actually able to compile a unique cultivation method that belonged solely to cultivators, based on his current situation.

"Speaking of which, the shadow cycle of the Preaching Monument itself is almost over," Zhou Zhanpeng remarked from the side.

"The Dao's influence will extend to Langya Prefecture in thirty or forty years. At that time, all mortals in Langya Prefecture will be guaranteed to receive cultivation techniques that will at least reach the early stage of the Transcendent Realm."

"When Jiang Zhi Qiu obtained the cultivation technique at the academy, he wasn't as excited as you are now," Zhou Zhanpeng said with a melancholy expression, lost in memories.

As people get older, they tend to reminisce.

It takes a hundred years to cultivate a person, and Jiang Zhiqi is the pride of his students.

"What a pity, why did you have to participate in the state examination and enter the Holy Court? Wouldn't it have been better to live out your remaining years as a rogue cultivator..."

Shen Moyan nodded, and after exchanging pleasantries, they returned to the Gaosheng Platform and went back to the ground.

…………

Kongsang County, Cen family.

Using a concealment technique and with invisibility talismans affixed to his body, Shen Moyan transformed into a fleeting streak of light and secretly slipped back into Cen Zhiyuan's room.

With his magical power solidified, he pretended to have just broken through to the next level and walked out of the room.

The servants saw this and immediately reported it. Upon receiving the news, Cen Gewu rushed over to greet them.

"Your business is done, and the master wants to see you."

Shen Moyan nodded and followed him to the Cen family's main hall.

"Zhiyuan, your achievements this time are worthy of being recorded in the history of the Cen family's business!" Cen Jing, the head of the Cen family, sat in the main seat, wearing a brocade robe with gold embroidery and a jade pendant symbolizing power hanging at his waist. His tone was full of praise.

"Serving the family is the duty of every member." Shen Moyan bowed respectfully, his expression humble, perfectly concealing the thoughts in his eyes.

Cen Jing clapped his hands and laughed, then gestured for Shen Moyan to step forward.

Cen Gewu, standing to the side, held an antique wooden box. The box was carved with intricate cloud patterns, and the moment it was opened, a pure spiritual energy wafted out.

Inside the box was a light blue velvet cloth, containing three sheets of glowing cloud-patterned spirit paper, a piece of dark iron ink, and a booklet with the title "Secret Records of Paper Cutting" on the cover.

"This is the unique skill of my Cen family: paper-cutting into human figures."

"The reason why my Cen family is where it is today, and why we have expanded our business throughout Langya Prefecture, is all because of this immortal technique," Cen Jing said in a loud voice.

"This spirit paper is made from three-hundred-year-old spirit bamboo, and the spirit ink is mixed with low-grade spirit liquid. With the help of the incantations in the 'Secret Record of Paper Cutting', one can cut paper into human figures."

"These paper figures can travel your business routes and gather information for you, and they are not easy to detect. They will be of great benefit to your future business management."

Shen Moyan's heart stirred; this technique was perfectly suited to his next move.

He feigned surprise and bowed as he accepted the wooden box: "Thank you for your kindness, Patriarch. Zhiyuan will do everything in his power to make the Cen family bigger and stronger, and to create new glories!"

After Shen Moyan left with the wooden box, Cen Jing's smile gradually faded, and he said to Cen Gewu beside him:

"Have you found out his true background?"

Cen Gewu lowered his head: "I have not informed the head of the family yet."

"This man's escape skills are superb, and his concealment and disguise techniques are outstanding. Even the outsiders monitoring him outside the Cen family did not notice that he had left the house."

Shen Moyan left midway, and the Cen Family Token was on him, so it naturally left the Cen Family's grand formation, triggering a notification.

If Cen Gewu hadn't checked Shen Moyan's whereabouts every day, they might not have discovered that Shen Moyan had secretly slipped out of the Cen family under the pretext of seclusion.

Why do family members have to sneak away from home?

And with his Transcendent Realm cultivation, this 'Cen Zhiyuan' must be up to something.

"Regardless of this person's background or what he might be trying to achieve by using Cen Zhiyuan's identity, he has brought a business opportunity to the Cen family." Cen Jing stroked his beard, his eyes deep.

Shen Moyan's disguise as "Cen Zhiyuan" connected the Cen family with the Construction Bureau, making it hard not to think about the background.

But for merchants, the more friends the better. As for the original Cen Zhiyuan, a mere lad from a branch family, let him die. Cen Jing would rather Shen Moyan, a Transcendent Realm expert, be a member of his Cen family.

"My Cen family's unique skills, though flawed, were passed down from our ancestor, and are beyond the reach of many."

"The cloud-patterned spirit paper and black iron ink ingots given to him both bear the unique mark of my Cen family, which can be located even in the Purple Mansion."

"I just don't believe he wasn't tempted."

"Only by learning about this person's background can we gradually plan and expand the business channels for our Cen family."

Upon hearing this, Cen Gewu immediately lowered his head:

"The master of the house is wise."

…………

Through his ability to hear, Shen Moyan overheard the entire conversation between Cen Jing and Cen Gewu.

"A poisoned prize, trying to track and spy on me?"

"Old fox, you've underestimated everyone in the world."

He grinned and placed the cloud-patterned spirit paper, the black iron ink ingot, and the Cen family token in the side room to prevent these items from triggering alarms or being located.

Shen Moyan memorized the contents of "The Secret Record of Paper Cutting," left a six-sense firefly outside the side room, and then transformed into a streak of light to leave the Cen family again.