Chapter 282 - 282 Zi Wei's Shenchen Miraculous Scripture
282 Zi Wei’s Shenchen Miraculous Scripture
“Don’t think about anything. It has nothing to do with you…” Jing Wudao’s voice stopped abruptly before he could finish.
The world returned to silence.
It was as if Jing Wudao’s voice had never appeared.
“It’s an illusion created by the Corpse flower guiding to the River of the Dead. It’s just a prediction of the predicament I’m going to encounter in the future. It’s not real.” Although Jing Wudao’s voice only appeared for a moment, it was enough to cheer Gu Mingzhou up.
“Could it be that I’ll be trapped in a place like this in the future?” Gu Mingzhou, who had calmed down, started to speculate.
Although the present was only an illusion, the function of the River of the Dead and the Corpse flower was to deduce a certain part of the future according to the original memory of the soul.
He moved his body and felt he had recovered some strength. He sensed this dark world more carefully, trying to find clues to prepare for the future.
“Could it be that this world is the one that is trapped?” he suddenly raised his head, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.
Before Gu Mingzhou could finish his sentence, there was a sudden explosion in the darkness. Purple lightning as thick as a water bucket suddenly tore through the darkness and slithered over, carrying a terrifying power as it circled above Gu Mingzhou.
The scene in front of him changed. The darkness disappeared, and light reappeared. The surroundings returned to the gray sky.
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Central plains.
In the northern Shaolin Temple, not far from the outskirts of the Zhou Dynasty.
After the last battle, He Chuan had destroyed more than half of the secret realm of the Northern Shaolin Temple.
After nearly two years of recuperation, this place had basically recovered. After being nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the flowers and trees here had become more lush.
Cultivators from all over the world had come here, and it had become a holy land for martial artists.
This was because a small part of the space here was still undamaged. After the world changed, the spiritual energy in the other space was more abundant than in other places.
In addition to the traces left behind by He Chuan, many people chose to come here to cultivate and comprehend.
They would strive to become a saint cultivator as soon as possible, or even touch the barrier of the mortal realm.
There was also the most eye-catching building.
The palace had a golden roof and a red door. This antique style made people feel a sense of solemnity. The golden glazed tiles were dazzling under the sun. Then, once you pushed open the long coral window. Outside the window, there was a back garden full of exotic flowers and plants. It was very bright and beautiful, and it was a place for sightseeing.
There were also sixteen flower trees, each tall and beautiful. It was early summer, and the wind blew and the flowers fell. Thousands of flowers covered the ground, and the backyard was like the first snow, very beautiful. This was a special place for the Zhou Dynasty’s royal family. Every time someone from the royal family wanted to break through or gain enlightenment, they would send them here.
With He Chuan behind them, no one dared to fight with the imperial court.
Of course, the main thing was that the royal family didn’t go too far. Everyone could come here to comprehend and cultivate, but the most important place was occupied.
The Wudang Sect’s territory neighbored the imperial court. In recent years, they had been known as the number one in the world and had suppressed the Shaolin Temple.
More and more disciples came to the Wudang Sect because of its reputation. The entire Wudang Sect was thriving, but some sects would secretly call them the dogs of the imperial court.
The Wudang Sect turned a deaf ear to this.
Because they realized that being close to the imperial court had more advantages than disadvantages.
As long as there were enough benefits, what was the point of being a lackey of the imperial court?
In the north most, the ice mountain never melted. It was extremely cold every year, and the temperature was extremely low!
The Sacred Soul Island of the godfiend race was located here.
The seawater here was extremely cold, and there were almost no marine creatures living there.
Even the birds in the sky could not cross it. Life had withered, and matter had not rotted for many years. If there were no special reason, the corpses would probably rot with the world.
It was almost impossible for ordinary people to pass through the freezing cold place.
Perhaps saint cultivators could live in the freezing cold land for a short period of time, but it was said there were terrifying existences hidden in the deep sea of the freezing cold land. Even saint cultivators could easily swallow them.
Other than the godfiend race, there were basically no other cultivators that lived here.
But there was always an exception. A figure stood on the surface of the ocean in an extremely cold place. Even saint cultivators didn’t dare to step into this place easily, but it didn’t seem to affect him at all.
“Is this the Sacred Soul Island? Why does it look like there’s no life force?”
The man was He Chuan. He covered the entire island with his spiritual sense and found that there were only two or three small fish and shrimp on the island.
It wasn’t as powerful as recorded in the “Anecdote of Qizhou.”
He Chuan could not understand this. Previously, when he extracted the memories of the white tiger grand sage, Meng Ao, he found that the Sacred Soul Island was relatively strong.
However, because they wanted to welcome back their Young Lord, Gu Mingzhou, a civil war broke out between the various factions.
Because there were many people who wanted to be Great Lord, a few hall masters did not want Gu Mingzhou, who had been wandering in the Great Zhou Dynasty for many years, to be promoted.
The Seven Devil Hall was the hall that supported Gu Mingzhou the most.
However, it was a little too exaggerated for an internal conflict to turn out like this.
“Who are you? How dare you come to Sacred Soul Island? Leave immediately!” a person flew out from the island. He held a five-foot-long golden saber and his eyes were filled with caution.
He Chuan saw that the other party was at the peak of the saint cultivator realm, but he still looked as if he was facing a great enemy. He guessed that the godfiend race was not having a good time.
“You come at the right time. It saves me a lot of trouble!” He Chuan was very dissatisfied with their plan for the Zhou Dynasty’s secret and had no intention of holding back.
With a wave of his hand, the Sacred Soul Island’s expert’s head was grabbed by his right hand.
He used the soul-searching technique.
He Chuan threw the corpse on the ground a few minutes later.
Some things were beyond his imagination.
He did not expect that there were so many hidden sects in this world that were on par with the godfiend race.
Previously, because of the fight for treasures, a few sects had joined forces to attack the godfiend race on Sacred Soul Island.
However, it was not enough to destroy this place. The main reason was still the appearance of the World God, who had killed most of the experts on Sacred Soul Island.
As a result, the godfiend race’s strength had greatly decreased.
The few hall masters either ran away or died. They were temporarily not on the island.
“Interesting. So there are so many strong people in the world. Xu fengyu, Wu Ji patriarch, Jing Wudao, Shangguan Fei, and the Young Lord Gu Mingzhou…” He Chuan raised his head and looked at the sky. The more he understood this world, the more he felt he had been ignorant.
Fortunately, he did not choose to stay in the library to cultivate for long. Otherwise, he would not have known the wonderful things about this world.
How could he become stronger?
“By the way, since this is the place where the godfiend clan cultivates, it should be a special place. I wonder what good things I can get by checking in.” He Chuan suddenly thought of the check-in system. He couldn’t let go of such a place.
“Check-in!”
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully checking in and obtaining the Zi Wei’s Shenchen Miraculous Scripture!]
[Note: Host can cultivate according to the stars in the sky to achieve the supreme great dao. This is the cultivation technique of the ancient Emperor Zi Wei.]
His luck this time could only be described as bursting.
The reward was actually Emperor Zi Wei’s cultivation technique. This was an extremely rare item, something that could be compared to what he had obtained before he flew far away.
Since he had obtained such a good thing, He Chuan was not in a hurry to find other spaces. He would cultivate here for and continue to check in for a while.
When he ran out of good stuff, he would go and look for the legendary alternate dimension.