Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 354 Nascent Soul Ceremony

“You really need to practice the divine calculation in depth, but the great road of destiny...even the immortals in the upper world dare to call it a small road.”

Bai Zichen looked at Wang Huacun's leaving figure, the green copper coin in his hand as cool as ice.

Unexpectedly, this object not only stores inheritance information, but also strengthens the performance of the copper plate divine calculation.

Monks like Wang Huacun spent their whole lives on the copper plate god, but in the end they called themselves minor.

 It may not be due to lack of knowledge, but more likely to be helpless and self-deprecating.

No matter how ignorant you are, if you have dealt with the alchemy sects such as Tianji Sect and Shenshu Sect, you will definitely know that if you practice the magic of divine arithmetic deeply, you will inevitably come into contact with the true meaning of the great road.

Only 99% of monks can only use deductive divination spells as a tool.

Just like Wang Huacun, he has been practicing copper plate divine arithmetic since the first day of foundation building, but he is only nine days away from touching the true meaning of the road of destiny.

“I already have the Path of Time waiting for me to climb, and another one of the same level, the Path of Destiny, is too much to bear... Even if I am a powerful god, I have never heard of someone who can cultivate two top-level paths at the same time.”

Bai Zichen put away the green copper plate and decided to use it as a tool for practice for the time being.

 The road of destiny cannot be explored or defined. Once you are addicted to it, it is normal to spend hundreds of years.

Jie Dan Zhenren’s lifespan of five hundred years cannot withstand such use.

 …

 The inside and outside of the mountain gate have long been decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the decoration is full of fairy atmosphere.

There are no less than a thousand lush green spiritual trees that are a hundred feet high, and they have been transplanted from the entrance of the mountain gate to both sides of the summit platform.

 The entire road is a long carpet paved with the most precious silk, stretching for countless miles.

 According to the level of guests, there are three types: the jade futon under the cloud platform, the ink stone futon on the mountain peak, and the spiritual grass futon at the bottom of the mountain.

The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were all wearing brand-new robes that had been made in the past few months. With joy on their faces, they enthusiastically introduced the guests to their seats.

Ying Ge has only been a disciple for a few years. As an outer disciple, he should have stayed on the periphery and listened to orders.

 A deacon saw that he was smart and hard-working, so he was selected into the infield, responsible for guiding the important people to their exclusive positions.

 “There are so many masters of Jiedan!”

Yingge was born into a family of cultivators in Hejian County, and he grew up under the jurisdiction of the Qingfeng Sect since his birth.

 The centripetal force towards the sect is much stronger than that of the previous monks.

 After his spiritual roots were detected, he took the initiative to join the Qingfeng Sect. After unified into the sect, he was assigned to Benshan.

As a native monk in Hejian County, he had only heard of the Black Mountain Mountains from adults’ oral accounts, and it was his first time there after joining the sect.

Just a few years after joining the sect, the sect changed its name for the first time in its history, and was promoted from a Dan-Jie sect to a Yuanying sect.

Young disciples like him, filled with hope and longing in their hearts and passionate about their sect, occupy the absolute mainstream at the moment.

 “Zhenzhen Zhu from Danxiamen has arrived!”

 “The real person Guo from Shennongmen has arrived!”

 “Jinyang Sanren are here!”

 …

The names of the masters of Jiedan were announced one after another. Bells and drums were played, and musicians struck the bells. It was grand and magnificent.

"There are three seats in front of me. In addition to the representative of the Five Elements Sect, there are two other big shots coming?"

After Zhu Zhenren landed, he looked at the arrangement of seats under the cloud platform and discovered the mystery.

 Wuxingmen seats and Danxiamen seats are on the left and right, and the futons are only one inch apart, so they can be considered to be of the same grade.

 But there are two futons left, one high up and one on the left side of the cloud platform.

And the material is not ordinary spiritual jade, but mixed with strands of gold threads, and contains purple energy.

 Such an arrangement shows that there is a qualitative difference between these two guests and other Master Jiedan. They can only be Master Yuanying.

“There are actually two Nascent Soul Lords coming to attend the meeting. Could it be that they are the headmaster of Tianli Sect?”

While Zhu Zhenren was secretly speculating, a high-pitched song came from outside the mountain gate.

“Bingpo Sect, True Lord Suihan has arrived!”

A luxurious chariot flew in front of the cloud platform, and two monks, a man and a woman, landed on it. They were Zhenjun Suihan and Fairy Lianyu.

Zhenjun Suihan, who had eliminated the hidden dangers in his body with the help of the essence of Wutu, no longer looked like that terrifying face. However, due to the problem of Shouyuan's backlash, he lost the opportunity to reshape his body after transforming into an infant, and had to still bear the burden of a dying man. Image of an old man.

The Fairy Lianyu, who was originally famous for her beauty, is now dressed dignified and virtuous, standing quietly behind her.

“Zhenjun Suihan is here in person, but I am unable to welcome him from afar, so please forgive me.”

When True Lord Yuanying arrived, ordinary greeters were naturally not qualified, so Wei Dao personally stepped forward to receive him.

“My position is on the right, who is the one who respects me? I remember that among several Yuan Ying sects, you only invited the Bingpo sect.”

 The custom in the world of immortality is to respect the left.

 Zhenjun Suihan looked at the position of the futon, and his face looked a little unkind.

Suihan Zhenjun’s jade futon is not only on the right, but also an inch further back than the futon on the left.

 “This position has been taken by me, do you have any objections?”

A long sword light fell from the cloud platform, and he sat directly on the futon. It was obvious that he had arrived at the scene a long time ago.

 Zhenjun Suihan looked at the other party and took a breath. "Tianhe Sword Sect, Lord Tang Fei has arrived!"

　Belatedly, a song rang out, proving the identity of the old man.

This old man who looks inconspicuous is Tang Fei, the legendary No. 1 swordsman in the Northern Territory, who is in the middle stage of Yuanying.

 “It turned out to be Senior Tang. Suihan paid homage to the true king.”

Zhenjun Suihan immediately sat down and did not dare to say anything more.

　　‘It’s really amazing, how can you achieve this level of swordsmanship and kill the Nascent Soul…’

Tang Fei arrived in Montenegro yesterday and has been talking secretly with Ge Cang, Bai Zichen and others, mainly to satisfy his curiosity.

As the strongest swordsman in the Northern Territory, he has always been concerned about the junior from the Qingfeng Sect who took away his fourth-level flying sword.

He suppressed his cultivation to the late stage of pill formation, and only relied on his sword skills to compete with Bai Zichen.

  With the same cultivation level and both using level 4 flying swords, Tang Fei had the absolute upper hand in the first ten moves with a sword that can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword.

If it weren't for Bai Zichen's exquisite swordsmanship and his unconventional and unconstrained sword moves, he would have been defeated long ago.

But after ten moves, Tang Fei, who only maintained the level of true energy in the late stage of pill formation, was strangely hung up and beaten.

Bai Zichen's fourth-level flying sword actually had no problems with the lack of true energy and difficulty in holding the sword's light.

On the contrary, Tang Fei, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, could no longer maintain the Taixuan White Sword due to his limited realm, so he could only take the initiative to sheath the sword.

“The art of swordsmanship only reaches the point of refining swords into silk, not to mention the differentiation of sword light, even one sword can break through all kinds of magic at a distance...I don’t know what method was used, but the fourth-level flying sword was commanded like an arm, and there was no difficulty at all.”

Tang Fei was sitting on the futon. Ge Cang had arrived on the cloud platform and was beginning to talk about some of Hua Ying's insights.

The strength shown by Bai Zichen in the sword competition with him made it impossible to kill True Monarch Jiulian with one sword.

There must be some unknown trump card, but it’s just not suitable for activating during sword fighting drills.

This Nascent Soul Ceremony lasted for three full days.

In addition to Master Ge Cang's brief sharing of the process of transforming into an infant, Bai Zichen also took the stage to explain swordsmanship.

 At the back, even Master Jiedan from the Qingfeng Sect came on stage to teach his skills.

 In three days, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

Whether you are a master of Jiedan or an ordinary disciple, everyone has gained something from the Nascent Soul Ceremony.

　　The guests were sent away one by one, and after comprehensive consideration, one guest who eventually became a vassal force of the Qingfeng Sect was left behind.

"It seems that the seal of the Immortal Burial Valley is different. When I came here, I turned around and found that the demonic energy was even stronger than before... When the ancient demon reappeared in the world, there must be a Nascent Soul True Lord manipulating it behind the scenes, but it was hidden very well. Okay, no clues have been discovered by me. Your Qingfeng Sect is not far away, so make more preparations in your mind."

There were only three people in the secret room, so Tang Fei let out a long sigh.

Once the ancient demon escapes from trouble, it will immediately return to the state of becoming a god, which will be a catastrophe for the entire human world.

The Northern Territory, which is the first to bear the brunt, will reproduce the apocalyptic scene in ancient times when demons came to the world and millions of people were wiped out on the ground to measure their corpses.

“Ten years later, I will have a final battle with the Sword Sect Xiang Ji... If you have time, you can come and take a look.”

Tang Fei turned to Bai Zichen again and said with a free and easy expression.

“Senior, do you want to compete with Xiang Ji again? I will be there to see the supreme swordsmanship of the two true kings.”

Bai Zichen was shocked and hurriedly responded. Naturally, he would not miss such an unprecedented battle.

Both of them are top-notch sword cultivators who have been famous for hundreds of years. They have learned the true meaning of killing in the Killing Sword Sect. It can be said that every disciple of the Killing Sword Sect is a potential murderer.

Xiang Ji, as the most outstanding disciple of the Killing Sword Sect in the past three thousand years, is known as the ancestor of the sect's God Transformation whose talents and qualifications are comparable to those of thousands of years ago. He is also pioneering in refining the Killing Demon Sword.

 Generally speaking, magic swords are powerful and easy to lose control of, and they end up using the sword to control people.

The Killing Demon Sword uses its own hand bones as its material, and its realm of swordsmanship as its growth material. It does not rely solely on killing to grow, so it is firmly controlled by Xiang Ji.

As for Tang Fei, Bai Zichen felt the gap between the two in swordsmanship just from the previous sword competition.

Tang Fei has reached the realm of refining swords and turning them into silk, truly showing what it means to defeat all methods with one sword.

The same sword thread can pierce Bai Zichen's Yuehua sword thread in several crossings. No matter how much he uses his whole body to remove it, it can only delay him for a moment.

Being able to witness such a peak sword competition will be of great help to your own swordsmanship growth.

 …

 After the Nascent Soul Ceremony, Qingfeng Sect did not use the power of the Nascent Soul Lord to expand its territory.

 In addition to confirming the relationship between several vassal sects, the most energy was put into developing the Flame Mountain.

As a fourth-level spiritual vein, the Flame Mountain is far more difficult to develop than any third-level spiritual vein before the sect. The flames on the mountain are flying, and the stone will melt and gold will flow if it touches it.

Foundation-building monks must be careful when going up there and always use their defensive weapons.

 The large number of Qi Refining disciples can only gather around the foot of the mountain and do auxiliary work, and the overall progress will naturally not improve.

“Junior sister Zhou, is there a way to adjust the flames on the mountain through the Dutian Fierce Formation... Otherwise, it will always be like this. Even if a palace is built with fire-proof materials, not many disciples can stay on the Flame Mountain for a long time.”

Bai Zichen watched helplessly as dozens of foundation-building disciples were scattered throughout the Flame Mountain. These few manpower were like a pile of mud in the sea, unable to make the slightest movement.

 To build a new dojo, we have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

 (End of this chapter)