Whenever a new True Lord of Transformation ascends to the Tianzhu Realm, some senior True Lords who have ascended for countless years take the opportunity to transmit some secret techniques of the Taiyi Spirit Realm to the Tianzhu Realm through the ascension channel.
For tens of millions of years, through the efforts of countless generations of Huashen Zhenjun, the secret techniques and skills of the Taiyi Spiritual Realm gradually spread in the Tianzhu Realm.
However, this kind of spread is only limited to large sects or immortal cultivation families above the Jindan level. It is difficult for ordinary immortal cultivation families to get a glimpse of the true face.
Zhao Sheng was very surprised that a casual cultivator like the Three Immortals of Wushan could actually get a copy of "Taiyi Lingwen Annotations".
This really made him look at the three of them with new eyes.
However, what surprised Zhao Sheng even more was that the Three Immortals of Wushan had no virtue or ability to possess such a precious treasure.
You should know that in the world of cultivating immortals, any knowledge about the Taiyi spiritual world's skills is strictly blocked by major sects and forces.
How on earth did they get it?
If these two things bring about a catastrophe to the family, it would be totally not worth it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng asked hesitantly: "This thing might be very hot, does your family have it?"
Zhao Jinding suddenly waved his hand and said confidently, "Don't worry! There will be no future trouble. You have to trust the family's torture methods. Those three were all wimps. After seven or eight appetizers were served, they confessed everything.
They dug these two items out of an ancient tomb outside of the Burial Heaven Plain. Besides this, there's also a book called "The Art of Transmutation." They couldn't learn the talisman stacking technique, so they wanted to kidnap you and Chong Wei.
Zhao Sheng felt a little amused after hearing this. It turned out that the Three Immortals of Wushan were too "stupid" to come up with such a weird idea.
Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes!
In the end, the three of them ended up with nothing, but the Zhao family benefited from it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng felt relieved.
He knew that the ancient artifacts dug out from the Burial Heaven Plain should not cause any future trouble.
Sky Burial was originally located in the eastern part of Zhongzhou, and was a ruined underworld covering an area of nearly ten thousand miles.
Zhongzhou, as the birthplace of the human race in the Tianzhu Realm, has a long history and has experienced countless disasters and catastrophes over the past millions of years.
Tianzang was once a prosperous place for cultivating immortals. Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, an evil demon used the Myriad Spirits Blood Sacrifice formation to create a rift in time and space, inviting the Netherworld to invade the Tianzhu Realm.
Tianzang was originally the place where the blood sacrifice formation of all spirits was set up, and it was also the first place for the cultivation world to be invaded by the underworld.
After that catastrophe, the Sky Burial Ground was completely reduced to ruins.
Because the space-time rift could not be completely sealed, the dark energy of the underworld continued to seep into the Tianzhu Realm, causing Tianzangyuan to eventually become a paradise for ghosts and corpses.
After seeing Zhao Jinding off, Zhao Sheng touched the ancient book and suddenly burst into laughter.
For the first time, he felt that he had miscalculated.
As the saying goes, even a rotten boat still has three pounds of nails!
The Zhao family has produced three foundation-building cultivators in the past three hundred years. Zhao Sheng simply doesn't believe that the family has not accumulated any good things.
Now, it's a critical moment.
First he took out two pieces of red-scale armor, and this time he took out the Taiyi Lingwen annotations.
If the Zhao family had to move out of Longli Lake in the end, Zhao Sheng believed that it would not be difficult for the family to scrape together their wealth and buy another Foundation Establishment Pill.
Apart from anything else, exchanging two pieces of red scale armor for a foundation-building pill is more than enough.
Putting aside his worries about the future of the Zhao family for the time being, Zhao Sheng picked up the ancient book and Si Juan and walked into the quiet room impatiently, beginning to devote himself to studying.
Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
During the winter solstice, Tianzhu Mountain is still covered with clouds and mist, and the mountain is lush and green, giving it an atmosphere full of vitality.
On a thousand-meter-high cliff on the southern foot of Tianzhu Mountain, there is a super-large cave with an entrance that is a hundred feet high, about twenty miles long, and covers an area of nearly a hundred miles inside.
Inside the cave, pavilions, towers, and forts are scattered throughout, with each district clearly divided and roads neatly arranged. The cave is surrounded by two ten-foot-high walls of gold and stone, giving it the appearance of a prosperous city.
The walls around the cave are densely packed with caves, and there are cultivators flying in and out of the caves all the time, making it seem extremely busy.
This super-large cave is Dongtian City, one of the four famous cities of independent cultivators in Tianzhu Realm.
Heavy rain fell for three days and three nights, and the rainwater gathered into a waterfall pouring down from the top of the cave.
Massive amounts of rainwater rushed into Dongtian City along the underground canals, washing away all the streets, making the city suddenly much cleaner.
Zhao Yongwu hurriedly stepped onto the stone steps and crossed three streets in a row.
He was extremely alert, his right hand always pressing the wooden box in his arms. The box was not heavy at all, but it felt heavy on his heart.
Zhao Yongwu is a congenital warrior, and he also has another identity.
He was born in the Zhao family of Longli Lake, and was from the same branch and close relative as the head of the family, Zhao Chonghe, within the five generations of kinship.
Two months ago, he was still helping his family transport goods.
He never expected that such a great thing would suddenly happen to him...
That day, the head of the family suddenly summoned him and asked him if he was willing to go to Dongtian City.
For such a good thing, Zhao Yongwu nodded in agreement without hesitation.
However, sometimes a good thing may turn into a disaster with just a slight change of mind!
Zhao Yongwu's expression suddenly tensed up. He strangled the poisonous seedlings in his mind, walked quickly across a stone road, and entered the "outer city" area.
After thousands of years of continuous excavation and expansion, Dongtian City gradually formed three areas: the "Inner City" that was originally built, the "Outer City" between the two city walls, and the "Dongfu District" that was carved into the mountainside around the caves and connected to the mountain wall.
This is not an artificially divided block, it is just a convention.
However, in the minds of mortals like Zhao Yongwu, the inner city and the cave area are where cultivators live and work, while the outer city is a mixed crowd, including down-and-out independent cultivators and herbalists, as well as more mortals like him who serve the cultivators.
The Zhao family's Zhao's miscellaneous spirit shop is located in the outer city. The storefront is not big, but the backyard is extremely spacious, with two courtyards.
At present, only half of the door of Zhao's miscellaneous spirit shop was open. Inside, a thin young man was lazily lying on the counter with his eyes closed.
Zhao Yongwu strode into the store. The lean young man saw him and stood up abruptly. He walked over quickly and asked with concern, "Uncle, did you get it back?"
"Well, let's talk about it after we go in." Zhao Yongwu nodded gently and asked in a low voice: "Has Uncle come out of confinement?"
The spirited young man, Zhao Xiaodong, smiled knowingly and quickly ushered Zhao Yongwu into the backyard. As he led the way, he replied, "Not yet? It's been three days, and there's been no movement at all. It's getting so frustrating!"
Zhao Yongwu fell silent for a moment.
Three days ago, after his uncle told him to go to the Baofu Pavilion to get a treasure, he hurried into the training room for retreat.
He has been guarding outside the Baofu Pavilion for the past few days as the treasures have just arrived.
He took it out immediately and returned to the spirit shop as quickly as possible.