When Hanqing heard this name, he frowned slightly and thought carefully about whether he had heard of this name before.
Such powerful people will not suddenly appear in the world of martial arts. The world of cultivation is so big, and it is difficult to hide many things.
It’s just that the name Hanqing is really a bit unfamiliar. He said: "The Lotus Buddha Sect does have a real generation, but in terms of seniority, it should be still above me. I just don’t know if this person is Luo Chen."
Their seniors."
Zhang Ziyu frowned. He didn't tell the other three sects about Liao Chen's name at first. He only mentioned the name of Ghost Buddha. Otherwise, he could have tried to ask.
"Don't worry, I'm telling the trustee to ask the Lotus Buddha Sect, but if he is really a person of this generation, I'm afraid it won't be easy to find out."
I don’t know how many people of the same generation are in each sect. If it really happened to previous generations, then it may not be possible to find out after so many years of changes.
Zhang Ziyu nodded, this could only be the case for the time being, and he was still on guard.
Even if you don't know the identity of Gui Buddha, you can know from Gui Buddha's attitude towards the Taiping Sect that this Taiping Sect is really just a tool, and there must be a mastermind behind it.
Putting aside the matter of Liao Chen for the time being, Zhang Ziyu began to deal with the matters of Maoshan Correctional Class for Troubled Children.
This thing is simple to say, but in fact there are no regulations. That is, at a certain time every year, the uncles of each master help the disciples apply, and then the elders of Sangong will approve it, and finally the class can start.
The treatment is simple and convenient, focus on cultivation and character correction, and don't cause too many bad things.
Zhang Ziyu handed over the problem children's class to Master Zhan Yi and began to teach them how to practice.
And he himself began to wander around the top of Damao Peak, looking for a place that was relatively safe and at the same time convenient for gathering the aura of Damao Peak and several surrounding peaks.
Reiki is mostly born in mountains and rivers, and is related to trees. Zhang Ziyu is also planning to make a big move, using Maoshan as a pilot area to achieve a balance between the cultivation world and the secular world.
It's hard to tell Zhang Ziyu about other worlds, and he doesn't need to think so much, but this world is different.
Humanity must prevail, and no matter how powerful the cultivation world is, it must be put aside. Don't think about intervening too much, otherwise you will suffer serious consequences.
"Uncle, it seems that the only place where spiritual energy gathers is Huayang Cave."
Uncle Jiu said: "Huayang Cave is guarded by the mountains, and it is on the Damao Peak ground line. It can naturally gather spiritual energy. If you want to practice, this place is the best."
Zhang Ziyu nodded. At the moment, this can only be said. Although the other world will replicate the Huayang Cave and its surrounding environment, and some of the usable area will be occupied, it is naturally a good thing to be able to naturally gather spiritual energy.
"Then let's put it here. Master, let me click back and let a big baby come out."
Uncle Jiu's face darkened. Will the brat speak properly?
Zhang Ziyu didn't care about Uncle Jiu's expression, and took out the crystal core of the inner world that he had refined before. The crystal core was in his hand. As soon as he removed his hand, it was suspended in mid-air.
He took out the Ten Thousand Bone Sword, tried his best to remove his defense, and then pricked his finger, only then a drop of blood came out.
Uncle Jiu was envious when he saw this scene. He cultivated his magic power but not his body. Although his methods were superb, he still had shortcomings.
As Zhang Ziyu's blood dripped in, the crystal core began to change, and became bigger and bigger, from the size of a fist to the size of a human head, round and smooth, and the semi-illusory scene inside also began to change.
Uncle Jiu looked on with a look of shock in his eyes, because he saw the appearance of Huayang Cave in the crystal core.
The crystal core is still changing, and more and more scenes are fused inside it, but the boundaries are becoming increasingly blurred, and they are almost indistinguishable from the real world.
After about a few minutes passed, the entire crystal core disappeared and completely merged into the real world.
Uncle Jiu couldn't see the clues, but Zhang Ziyu, as the master of the inner world, could feel that relying on this real world, an inner world had already taken root around Huayang Cave, constantly taking shape, and at the same time absorbing the surrounding people.
Aura.
"Uncle, let's go in and have a look."
Zhang Ziyu pointed his fingertips, and a passage that looked like the entrance of Huayang Cave suddenly appeared in front of them. The entrance was 90% similar to Huayang Cave, except that it had an ethereal aura.
"Ziyu, what's going on?"
"Uncle, this is a world I created, which is equivalent to a blessed land and cave. Go in and have a look first."
Zhang Ziyu thought for a while, and suddenly the light on his finger condensed slightly, and there was a bead-like thing, the size of a fingernail, crystal clear, like a small half of the crystal core of the other world.
"Uncle, this thing you dripped into your body is the key to opening this portal."
Zhang Ziyu can arbitrarily assign keys, temporary, or similarly bound, with access rights but no control rights.
"good"
Uncle Jiu had no doubts and directly integrated into his body with blood. After integrating, he was immediately shocked because he could already feel the existence of the other world.
"Let's go."
The two of them walked along the passage of Huayang Cave in the inner world. They walked about a hundred meters and vaguely reached the bottom. Suddenly, light penetrated. Going further, there was a small opening of the cave. When they walked out, they suddenly became enlightened.
The scene in front of us is almost exactly the same as that of Damao Peak. There are the same mountains, roads, and the same light, but there are no living creatures. There are no trees, flowers, or grass.
Uncle Jiu suddenly felt that what he saw looked very familiar. He recognized it carefully and said, "Is this the Damao Feng mountain around Huayang Cave?"
Zhang Ziyu nodded and said: "But it's only over 1,700 meters in radius, which is equivalent to 1,000 hectares or 15,000 acres of land. It's not very wide."
Uncle Jiu's face twitched, and he suddenly seemed to beat this kid. Fifteen thousand acres is not a big place. Is your home on the prairie?
"What are your plans?"
Uncle Jiu asked seriously, this nephew's methods were too amazing, and he often couldn't keep up with his ideas, especially after such a blessed land was created.
Yes, in Uncle Jiu's eyes, this is the blessed land and cave heaven recorded in those ancient books.
As for the Huayang Cave before Maoshan?
Sorry, it was just a scenic spot, so it doesn’t count now.
Uncle Jiu could clearly feel that this other world was absorbing the aura of the real world, slowly accumulating here, and there was nothing escaping.
Naturally, he doesn't understand that the world in this world is between reality and illusion. It naturally has a lot of absorption effects on energy such as spiritual energy. One is used to maintain his own existence, and the other is to give this place many magical functions.
Although Zhang Ziyu's inner world cannot be as scary and lively as Alessa's inner world of Silent Hill, he still has the ability to accumulate spiritual energy.
Zhang Ziyu said: "Treat it as the foundation of the sect, cultivate the elixir, and practice it as a disciple to continue the existence of the sect."
When Uncle Jiu heard this, he said with emotion: "You have such a rare treasure..."
He didn't know what to say, so he sighed and said, "Maoshan owes you a lot, you kid..."
Before Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Zhang Ziyu smiled, extremely relaxed, and said: "It's okay, uncle, this thing can be produced, but the time interval is a bit long."
"how long?"
"A few months."
Uncle Jiu almost choked to death. The little bastard plays on the old road every day, right?