"Firstly, the young master has a solid foundation, and secondly, the three tribulations chosen by the young master are extraordinary. Such tribulations are not ones that ordinary divination cultivators can endure, naturally requiring some guidance to have hope!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian nodded quietly to himself.
What kind of existence is the Feng Ling Ghost King, even major Yin spirits have to steer clear.
With his level of Foundation Establishment Dao practice, to venture into the opponent's lair and attempt conversion seems absurd no matter how one views it.
If not for the three borrowing techniques granted by True Monarch Zhanmo, he wouldn't even dare to approach.
Offering some guidance is indeed necessary.
Just then, Bai Xianyin spoke again.
"Our Divine Mountain Dao Lineage is not like those other Daoist sects that only care about rules and do not cherish their disciples' lives!"
"Oh? It seems I am extremely fortunate!"
Zhang Jian laughed upon hearing this.
The little girl also smiled brightly.
Yet she continued.
"However, whether these tribulations can be overcome, Yin'er cannot exert much influence; it still depends on the young master's strategic decisions!"
Zhang Jian nodded.
Their speed was swift, quickly exiting Fengxi County.
Along the main road.
Vast fertile fields stretched along both sides, irrigated continuously by waterwheels drawing water from the river to the fields.
The autumn harvest season had passed, and many farmers were composting or planting green vegetables.
And these green vegetables grew extremely well, even Zhang Jian couldn't help but leap off his horse, relishing the joy of life bursting forth.
He saw many elder farmers in this autumn gaining a trace of rosiness, and this change rendered Zhang Jian's thoughts purer.
Bai Xianyin concealed her presence amidst the Spiritual Mechanism, watching this scene with a bit of bewilderment in her eyes, yet she was curiously observing all around.
She felt a tad strange.
"The master repeatedly mentioned this young master's path differs from ordinary, destined not to focus on the Divine Mountain Dao Lineage but rather may find his cultivation path among the mundane; perhaps this is what makes him special?"
Bai Xianyin, although very young and immature in spiritual wisdom, possessed her own intelligence.
Since True Monarch Zhanmo had her accompany Zhang Jian, she earnestly observed this future young master.
Her true form was exceptionally unique, and upon serious observation, she would discover many things.
Zhang Jian quickly collected himself, tightened his grip on the Dragon Roar Sword, and headed towards Phoenix Nest Mountain.
Upon reaching the foot of Phoenix Nest Mountain, Bai Xianyin took out a Purple Talisman and handed it to Zhang Jian.
"Young master, this talisman has been altered and can simulate vitality, concealing our presence to prevent early detection by the Ghost King!"
Zhang Jian nodded upon hearing this, aware that the Feng Ling Ghost King had another identity.
The Mountain God of Phoenix Nest Mountain.
Without a Mysterious Technique for concealment, simply barging in would inevitably be detected.
Within the Shuangfeng Mountain Range, Zhang Jian's form seamlessly merged with the omnipresent wind of the void.
He had long practiced the Wind Walking Technique to the realm of Heart Follows the Method, and his form seemed to skim the low sky swiftly, without any need for external aid.
His speed was exceptionally fast.
But Zhang Jian sensed he could go even faster.
But unfortunately, the Wind Walking Technique was, after all, merely a minor magic.
It had its limitations.
Nonetheless, Zhang Jian didn't feel discouraged, for although its upper limit was low, properly utilised, it could still display many wonders.
He traversed rapidly through the mountain forest, his surroundings seemingly endowed with wings, accelerating his pace.
Guided by his understanding of the essence of the wind, his form brushed past the hills like a wisp of breeze, moving ever faster.
Bai Xianyin, unique in form, also moved swiftly within the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism, greatly surprised by this scene, observing that Zhang Jian had merely practiced the Wind Thunder Technique accompanying the Nine Chapters of Pure Tongshan, without delving into other advanced magic. Yet, seeing his Wind Walking Technique reaching such a level, as if he were a cultivator born with the Wind Spirit Body.
She could not help but say.
"Young master, your Wind Walking Technique is extraordinary; perhaps in the future you might consider the Nine Heavens Wind-Riding Thunder-Controlling Technique within the Divine Mountain Dao Lineage for supplementary cultivation. With your talent, you are bound to master several Great Power Wind Walking magic!!"
"Does the Nine Heavens Wind-Riding Thunder-Controlling Technique suit me?"
Responding to her words, Zhang Jian's feet did not slow, yet he inquired.
He was aware that within the Path of Longevity Dao Lineage, one usually holds a main cultivation technique, the Fundamental Technique.
Next, there are various Divine Techniques.
Cultivators choose to cultivate according to the direction their Spirit Root leans heavily upon, which greatly benefits Magical Combat.
However, truth be told, deep within, Zhang Jian felt his Spirit Root should lean more towards thunder and fire, whereas the Wind Spirit Root wasn't exceptional.
Nevertheless, Zhang Jian still harbored significant interest in the minor magic spoken by the young girl.
At the same time, he contemplated gathering some insights about the Divine Mountain Dao Lineage from Bai Xianyin, which might help him select the Fundamental Technique and Supporting Techniques while avoiding detours in the future.
But in a flash, Zhang Jian's gaze shifted towards his feet.
A locust wood forest appeared at some point beneath him.
Bai Xianyin noticed this and reminded.
"Young master, one of the Phoenix Nest within the Feng Shui pattern of two phoenixes is not far from here, and the natural treasure lies within. However, this area has been tainted by resentment from Phoenix Nest Mountain, and below lie numerous Locust Ghosts. The young master should clear them to avoid trouble."
As her voice fell, black mist surged within the forest, starting to flow.
Observing the ominous sinister presence suddenly manifesting beneath, Zhang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, his Dragon Roar Sword in hand radiated brilliance, unleashing Extreme Yang Magical Power, instantly shattering numerous Yin Souls below under the blazing sword aura.
Under his longsword, these emerging Yin Soul Fierce Souls were easily cleaved like paper.
The reason wasn't that these ancient ghosts were weak but that Zhang Jian's swordsmanship, including Extreme Yang Magical Power, inherently countered the Yin Ghosts in the woods. Combined, these conditions naturally invoked a unique effect.
Observing Zhang Jian dispatch these Fierce Ghosts effortlessly, Bai Xianyin wasn't surprised, merely focused her gaze on Zhang Jian's Dragon Roar Sword, a hint of amazement in her eyes.
Despite not being particularly outstanding in material, the sacredness hidden within the Dragon Roar Sword was quite dazzling, even in the presence of someone of similar origin.
She felt a slight stirring within, yet restrained the words lingering on her lips.
As soon as the Yin Ghosts protruding from the locust woods were slaughtered, the pervasive heavy mist within the forest began to dissipate gradually.
A sight entirely different began to reveal itself within.
Ancient Wood Wolf Forest, towering trees.
"So noisy!"
Gazing at this forest, Bai Xianyin's small face bore an expression of worry.
Not only her, but Zhang Jian also heard countless eerie voices within the forest.
Along with a surge of powerful divine energy sweeping from all directions.
A stench erupted from within!
It was a Mountain Patrol Divine General!
It emerged amidst the cacophony, grey-white mushrooms covering its body, momentarily hurling a steel fork towards Zhang Jian!