Rapidnovel #404 - Ten years in a hurry
#404 - Ten years in a hurry
Chapter 401: A Hasty Decade
Xu Erniu was indeed Xu Erniu, her methods were quite astonishing. Zhang Chen was also no ordinary person, and he saw at a glance that Xu Erniu's method of stimulating plant growth had some semblance of the 'Momentary Bloom' technique.
This technique could be used on plants, and naturally, it could also be used on people.
“With such a good divine ability, after you cultivate it, you actually think about eating fruits? If this is used to cultivate spiritual herbs, it would be even more compatible with your alchemy skills,” Zhang Chen said.
Xu Erniu shook her head upon hearing this: “Eating fruits is more important!”
The two talked for a while, and then Xu Erniu left with a face full of excitement, leaving Zhang Chen staring blankly at the seeds on the table. Not only was he not happy, but his face was filled with a sense of worry.
“I only hope that Xu Erniu can comprehend the Inversion of Yin and Yang as soon as possible, perhaps there will be a chance to reverse the situation.” Zhang Chen sighed faintly, his voice filled with a trace of helplessness.
The next day, Zhang Chen went to pay respects to Ancestor Changsheng, and saw that Ancestor Changsheng was still sharpening his sword. The precious sword had flowing immortal light, and it was sharpened quickly and brightly.
Ancestor Changsheng did not show any reaction to Zhang Chen's exit from seclusion, he just nodded, signaling Zhang Chen to leave, and then continued to sharpen his sword alone.
Zhang Chen walked out of the Ancestor's house, and then returned to his own house, and began to think about the layout for the next ten years: “First of all, I have to improve the level of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. But if I want to enhance the power of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, I need constant slaughter. Where should I go to find slaughter targets?”
Zhang Chen felt a little茫然 in his heart. He was trapped in a corner of Wuzhuang Temple, where would he have the opportunity to go down the mountain and slaughter in the spiritual world?
“Perhaps I can use Xiu Liu to practice the saber and kill people for me.” Zhang Chen thought of Xiu Liu, but then rejected the idea. The Blood Transformation Divine Saber contained demonic nature, and Xiu Liu simply couldn't control it.
He also thought about throwing the Blood Transformation Divine Saber on the road, taking the opportunity to send it into the hands of a Wuzhuang Temple disciple, but thinking about it, the Wuzhuang Temple disciples all stayed in the mountains to cultivate, where would they have the opportunity to slaughter?
“Forget it, let’s lie low for now, and wait for the Innate Peacock to come out of seclusion.” Zhang Chen said to himself.
However, Zhang Chen's desire to nurture the Blood Transformation Divine Saber soon ushered in a turning point. The Taiping Dao cultivation formation was a mortal enemy of Wuzhuang Temple. Both of them used the power of the earth veins, which could be described as incompatible as fire and water. With the death of the ancestors, Taiping Dao quickly noticed the clues.
Taiping Dao chose to support the demon race. All Taiping Dao cultivators were transformed from different species, while Wuzhuang Temple bet on the human race, all of whom were born as humans. Taiping Dao taught everyone without discrimination, and the demon race was also welcome.
At this time, at the foot of Wuzhuang Temple Mountain, a fox demon transformed into its original form, squatting in a tree hole, its eyes looking towards the direction of the Wuzhuang Temple Mountain Gate, a hint of suspicion revealed in its eyes: “Is the news true? Did Ancestor Changsheng really break up with the others?”
“Reporting to the Old Ancestor, the little earthworm saw this with his own eyes. The Changsheng thief slapped the Sea Cicada monk into the great formation, and also had conflicts with the great powers, and has already planted the seeds of doubt.” At this time, a loach drilled out from the ground. The loach was golden in color, as if it were a species completely cast from gold, not ugly at all.
“These guys are extremely cunning. If they collude internally and externally to plot against us, it would be terrible. We still need to test them more.” The white fox stroked its chin with one paw: “I will report to the Crow King and ask him to take action first to see the quality of Wuzhuang Temple today.”
Just as Zhang Chen was thinking about how to refine the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, the next day, a burst of rapid bells rang, the bells rang thirty-six times, shaking the earth and spreading throughout Wuzhuang Temple. Zhang Chen heard the thirty-six bells, a hint of surprise revealed in his eyes: “Could it be that something urgent has happened?”
So he hurriedly put down the work in his hands and came all the way to the lecture hall, and saw that the disciples were standing in order according to their classes, and the Ancestor was sitting on the podium with a solemn expression: “Taiping Dao commanded an army of 100,000 demons to go south and enter the territory of my Wuzhuang Temple. They have already destroyed three of my human kingdoms, causing rivers of blood to flow under the mountain. More than a dozen of my Taiping Dao disciples have also unfortunately encountered misfortune because they cannot escape the earth vein.”
As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar below, but the Ancestor said: “This hatred, this revenge, my Wuzhuang Temple must not fail to avenge. Chen Zhou, Sun Xiang, you two lead eight disciples down the mountain to meet the demon men of Taiping Dao.”
Two tenth-order disciples stood up and respectfully saluted: “Disciples obey.”
A gathering ended hastily, the Ancestor's figure disappeared on the high platform, and the disciples also dispersed.
Zhang Chen walked on the road back, various thoughts flashing in his mind: “The sky is about to change. The Taiping Dao drives the demon race to invade, perhaps it can distract the Changsheng thief's energy. If the Changsheng thief is severely damaged, that would be great. Also, my Blood Transformation Divine Saber may be sent down the mountain. At that time, if the treasure saber can be cultivated with the blood of the demon race, I wonder what level my Blood Transformation Divine Saber will evolve to.”
But how to send the Blood Transformation Divine Saber out?
Zhang Chen thought about it and really came up with a way, so he urged the Blood Dao to sense Xiu Liu's whereabouts, and after a little sensing, he found that Xiu Liu was actually thousands of miles away.
Zhang Chen pondered slightly and directly summoned Xiu Liu.
Xiu Liu practiced the Blood God Sutra, so naturally he could not escape Zhang Chen's control. In just one day, he had crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
The powerful aura on Qingcheng Mountain was like a vast ocean. Xiu Liu hid at the foot of the mountain and dared not climb the mountain. Zhang Chen quietly sneaked down the mountain and saw Xiu Liu standing under a big tree, his body straight like a green pine.
“Young Master!”
Xiu Liu heard Zhang Chen's footsteps and quickly turned to look at Zhang Chen, respectfully saluting.
“Your cultivation progress is good, you have actually entered the eighth-order realm.” Zhang Chen glanced at Xiu Liu and immediately figured out Xiu Liu's details.
Xiu Liu's cultivation was seen through by Zhang Chen at a glance, and his head was lowered even lower without moving, his voice humble and polite: “Young Master, what are your orders for summoning this humble one?”
“I have a mission for you.” Zhang Chen stretched out his palm, and a blood light lingered in his palm. The Blood Transformation Divine Saber, as thin as a cicada's wing, appeared in his hand: “The Taiping Dao is leading an army of demons to invade the human race. Wuzhuang Temple will soon have experts going down the mountain to assist. You hold this treasure saber, separate a blood puppet, go assassinate the cultivators of Wuzhuang Temple, fake your death, and then send this treasure saber into the hands of the cultivators of Wuzhuang Temple.”
Xiu Liu looked at the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he felt his own blood boiling. The treasure saber had a fatal attraction to him, making him unable to help but rush up to seize the treasure saber.
Zhang Chen took Xiu Liu's expression into his eyes and asked with a smile: “Want it?”
“Yes!” Xiu Liu said without hesitation. He could feel the desire coming from his blood: “This humble one doesn't understand, why send such a divine object into the hands of a Wuzhuang Temple disciple?”
“This treasure saber is not something you can control. If you forcibly control it, in three to five years, you will become a puppet of the treasure saber. This treasure saber needs to be nurtured with blood. The more living beings you kill, the more powerful the treasure saber will be. The reason why I asked you to send the treasure saber into the hands of a Wuzhuang Temple cultivator is to use the living beings under the mountain to sacrifice to the treasure saber.” Zhang Chen said to Xiu Liu.
Xiu Liu's pupils shrank upon hearing this: The more you kill, the stronger the power? What kind of artifact is this?
“Of course, if you don't believe me, just take it and use it. I don't care who the treasure saber is in, as long as it can appear on the battlefield between the Taiping Dao and Wuzhuang Temple, and someone uses it to slaughter wantonly.” Zhang Chen saw Xiu Liu's unwillingness and said with a smile.
“This humble one wants to try, and is willing to share the worries for the Young Master. At worst, this humble one will abandon this body, seize the soldiers of the human race, and then enter the battlefield to sacrifice the treasure saber for the Young Master.” Xiu Liu knelt on the ground, his eyes very firm.
Zhang Chen nodded and inserted the treasure saber in front of Xiu Liu: “You cultivate the Blood God Child, this treasure saber comes from the same source as you. If you kill a strong person, this treasure saber will seize the other party's blood essence and use it to feed back to you. If you are not afraid of becoming a puppet of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, just take the treasure saber to the battlefield.”
After saying that, Zhang Chen turned into a drop of water and seeped into the ground, leaving Xiu Liu standing on the battlefield, his eyes looking at the treasure saber in his hand with a burning gaze.
As for the backlash of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber that would make him a puppet?
He believed that Zhang Chen would definitely have a way to save him.
Xiu Liu went down the mountain, while Zhang Chen continued to stay in the mountain to cultivate, hiding in Wuzhuang Temple to comprehend the Five Elements Escape Technique, while also looking for the cultivation secrets of the next realm of the Immortal Path.
Unfortunately, Ancestor Changsheng was talking about the Great Dao of Earth Veins, and Zhang Chen felt that it was not compatible with his Qi Refining Technique.
“Could it be that I am cultivating another Great Dao?” Zhang Chen thought to himself.
As the great battle under the mountain broke out, Zhang Chen's crystal nucleus also began to vibrate. In the eleventh-grade lotus flower, blood-red spring water began to emerge frantically, the flow rate was dozens of times faster than before, which made Zhang Chen frightened and uneasy, and at the same time, he also had a inexplicable feeling: “In my blood-colored crystal nucleus, what flows is the origin of the Sea of Blood, which has the ability to gather the blood of all living beings in the world. As long as there is a great battle in the world, my Sea of Blood will collect its blood essence after the death of living beings and become a part of the Sea of Blood.”
The great battle under the mountain was fierce. In the first year, Zhang Chen's Sea of Blood had already filled the previous consumption, and even the cracks on Zhang Chen's crystal nucleus had gradually been repaired at this time.
In the second year, more disciples went down the mountain, and Zhang Chen's Sea of Blood began to expand.
The lotus flowers blooming in the Sea of Blood were beautiful, and the lotus pond was even bigger, with several ninth-grade lotus flowers blooming, exuding a fragrant fragrance.
In the third year,
The sea waves in the Sea of Blood rolled, and on Zhang Chen's eleventh-grade blood-red lotus platform, a lotus seed formed, turning into a blood spring, and more blood gushed out.
In the fourth year, half of the Wuzhuang Temple disciples were gone, and the whole mountain began to become deserted. Even the Ancestor stopped lecturing and fell into seclusion.
Zhang Chen looked at the more blood-colored lotus flowers blooming in the Sea of Blood, his eyes filled with solemnity: “How many living beings must die under the mountain!”