Chapter 622 - 68: Treasures
"Crack!"
The Sword Ape flicked its finger lightly, opening a crack on the Thunderbird Egg, and tipped it into its mouth.
The egg liquid flowed down like brewed wine.
In the blink of an eye,
the Thunderbird Egg was completely devoured.
"Burp..."
Yuan Hong let out a satisfied burp, his eyes emitting a faint lightning glow, and arcs of electricity appeared on his skin.
Smacking his lips, he grinned and said:
"Not bad in taste."
"Too bad I don’t have your Secret Technique to perfectly refine the egg’s Essence, wasted quite a bit of its power."
What he referred to, naturally, was the Celestial Spirit Technique.
The Celestial Spirit Technique can make a cultivator’s body flawless, theoretically enabling one to digest as much as one consumes.
Though Yuan Hong had a high cultivation base, he couldn’t achieve this.
But he had another ingenious method to maximize the Thunderbird Egg’s property of enhancing the body’s lightning affinity.
This,
was something Fang Zheng couldn’t do.
"If the senior wants to learn, I can teach you."
"Heh..."
Yuan Hong’s eyes flickered, he sighed with some regret and shook his head:
"Forget it, I don’t want to owe you another favor."
Fang Zheng smiled silently.
It seems the rumors were true, this man honors his commitments and holds his reputation in very high regard. Among the Ten Great Celestial Demons, he’s an outlier.
Fortunately...
This time I met him!
If it were any of the others, it could have been disastrous.
Rumor has it that besides being true to his word and having extraordinary swordsmanship, this demon also has a penchant for alcohol.
It seems the scent of Monkey Wine I used to intoxicate the Thunderbird flock attracted this master.
Yuan Hong, unaware of Fang Zheng’s thoughts, wouldn’t care even if he knew. He patted the wine gourd that had only a little wine left in it, and said:
"I may not need the Secret Technique, but this method of brewing Monkey Wine, the old monkey still desires."
"Of course."
Fang Zheng nodded:
"The recipe for this wine originally came from you, Senior."
Monkey Wine was a recipe he received decades ago, refined by many master brewers on Earth.
Hmm...
The person who sold him the recipe seemed to have mentioned that if there was a better formula, he could make a request to the Sword Ape?
Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered slightly, but he did not mention this, instead sending the brewing recipe as a Divine Thought toward his counterpart.
Ordinary people’s thoughts are chaotic, ever-changing, hard to control.
A Master is different, each thought is crystal clear like a diamond, impervious to external influences, undisturbed by inner demons.
This time, the Divine Thought transformed into a Treasure Pearl, appearing out of thin air.
The Sword Ape chuckled, also sending out a wisp of Divine Thought. The Divine Thoughts collided, and the brewing recipe was immediately acquired by the other party.
But he didn’t stop there, the dispersed Divine Thought transformed into a wisp of Sword Intent, quietly tearing apart Fang Zheng’s divided thought.
Hmm?
Fang Zheng squinted, the split thought immediately expanded, manifesting countless afterimages tangling with the Sword Intent.
"Interesting!"
"He can evolve all things with Divine Thought."
Yuan Hong’s eyes shone brightly:
"Is it the Daluo Cave Temple of the Yama Sect? The Inference Sacred Realm of the Li Family? Or the Heaven-Departing Illusion Technique of the Profound Celestial Dao?"
"Senior is well-informed, junior is impressed." Fang Zheng was genuinely convinced. Perhaps only an old monster who’s lived for over a thousand years could know so many Secret Techniques. He immediately explained:
"This method is derived from the Daluo Cave Temple, but it also has some relation to the Li Family Secret Technique."
"I see."
Yuan Hong nodded:
"You, little one, know quite a lot indeed."
As they spoke, the two’s Divine Thoughts had already collided countless times in the air, demonstrating many Secret Arts in the process.
This kind of Divine Thought duel wouldn’t harm each other, but it allowed for a clearer perception of the workings of the Dharma Gate.
Fang Zheng’s Heart Martial True Skill was currently only in its embryonic form, but the system of the human body it involved was comprehended from the pinnacle of Earth’s biological science.
When applied to martial arts, it meant that every move and technique perfectly conformed to the human body.
Additionally, his Heart Intent Fist was not lacking either.
This gave the well-informed Sword Ape an eye-opening experience, unwilling to stop for the moment.
In contrast,
Yuan Hong, known as the Sword Ape, naturally excelled in Swordsmanship.
His sword techniques had no fixed form, all acquired through real combat, fighting the heavens and the earth to this day.
In terms of techniques,
he was inferior to Fang Zheng.
But the profundity of his Sword Intent, vast as the cosmos, encompassing all things past and present, long unbound by mere techniques.
When the two clashed,
Fang Zheng hadn’t even deployed his Boxing, yet felt a sense of powerlessness, already weakened by three parts before even engaging.
Sword Intent,
this was precisely what Fang Zheng lacked.
Moreover, the Sword Ape’s Swordsmanship could control the sword to kill enemies from miles away, with Sword Qi as a rainbow capable of anything between heaven and earth.
Many Secret Techniques were integrated into his Swordsmanship.
Fang Zheng’s Boxing...
Was formidable within ten meters, but its power sharply declined beyond that range, no different from other Martial Sects.
"The Ancient Gods gave birth to humans because human consciousness and wisdom far surpass other beings."
"Humans, the spiritual beings of all things!"
The Sword Ape sighed softly, speaking slowly:
"You are born human, which is a great blessing. Do not be confined to the physical body, the Primordial Spirit is the true foundation of a person."
"I’m leaving!"
Withdrawing his Divine Thought, the Sword Ape turned into a sword light, slowly dissipating:
"Junior, you have extraordinary potential. If you can endure until the Yama Hall officially opens, the old monkey will give you a gift in exchange for your brewing recipe."
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"Taishi Duan!"
Sun Huai’an, holding the Star Constellation Divine Banner, looked at the man opposite him:
"You have advanced?"
"By sheer luck." Taishi Duan placed his hand on the sword hilt, his gaze fiery:
"The treasures here, I have to have them!"
"What audacity." Sun Huai’an’s face darkened, with Starbeak Monkey, Well Hound, Ghost Sheep appearing one after another around him:
"If it were other items, I’d let it go, but the Profound Yin Pearl is crucial for my wife, I cannot allow you to have it!"
The atmosphere was tense with the two on the brink of drawing their swords, yet it made another group of people at the scene break into a cold sweat, their hearts uneasy.
Heavens have mercy.
They were the first to arrive here!
The Profound Yin Pearl was in their possession, yet first Taishi Duan, then Sun Huai’an, treated them as if they were invisible.
As if the treasure was already a foregone conclusion between them!
Especially the leader of this group, himself also a Master, but in the face of these two ’youngsters’ at the scene, could only feel powerless.
He truly felt old, living over two hundred years, yet now unable to utter a single word of defiance.
......
Monk Jiefa stepped into a Divine Temple, pausing at the sight of the bald Maitreya statue at the center.
Future Buddha?
Are there Future Buddhas among the Ancient Gods?
"Amitabha Buddha!"
With palms together, Monk Jiefa lowered his brows, speaking in a muffled voice:
"Evil demon pretends to be the true Buddha, deserving death!"
As the words fell,
he struck out with his palm.
The large hand formed by Buddha light, measuring several meters, gently pressed downward, collapsing the Buddha statue.
Turning around, Monk Jiefa looked toward the figure standing at the corner of the temple, his gaze stopping at the Buddha Tower in front of them.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
He bowed with palms together, saying:
"Benefactor, the Seven Treasures Glaze Tower is a supreme treasure of the Buddhist. This humble monk should safeguard it temporarily, please refrain from meddling."
Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow:
"Monk, I just heard you calling the statues here evil demons, how has this become a supreme treasure of the Buddhist?"
"This..." Monk Jiefa hesitated slightly, explaining:
"It’s likely that evil demons stole our Buddhist treasures to boost their visage. If the benefactor is willing to step back, this humble monk would be eternally grateful."
"Heh..." Despite Monk Jiefa’s words, Fang Zheng continued to pack up the Buddha Tower, slowly speaking:
"And what if I say no?"
"Amitabha Buddha!" Seeing Fang Zheng about to seize the ’Seven Treasures Glaze Tower’, Monk Jiefa became somewhat anxious, stepping forward and striking with his palm, saying:
"Benefactor, your stubbornness might have been beguiled by evil demons, do not blame this humble monk for harsh methods of subjugating demons!"
This treasure he recognized, it once belonged to the Three-Eyed Divine Monk, one of the three Rogue Immortals of the Yama Sect from over a thousand years ago.
He could not let it fall into the hands of outsiders.
As his thoughts turned, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
His Palm Force surged accordingly.