Capítulo 1183: Chapter 450: Ning Zhuo’s Protective God
Once upon a time.
Grandmother: “Ah Xiang, do you know the biggest difference between our Zhu Family and other factions?”
Childhood Zhu Fenxiang: “I know, Grandmother. Other families and sects all have their main cultivation methods, but our family focuses on a technique!”
Grandmother nodded: “That’s right, good child, you’re correct. The foundation of our Zhu Family doesn’t lie in a cultivation technique, but in a spell— the Divine Summoning Technique.”
“To support a family becoming a superpower, the Divine Summoning Technique is naturally vast and profound.”
“To master this spell is both easy and difficult. Mastering it once is nothing, failing countless times is also okay.”
“Child, you have the innate talent of incense ascension, mastering this spell will be much easier for you than for your peers.”
“But you must be mentally prepared; you need to know: truly inviting significant gods, your talent is just an additional edge.”
Grandmother was very strict in cultivating Zhu Fenxiang.
In Zhu Fenxiang’s childhood memories, there were the cold and hard blue stone bricks upon which she knelt; the long and complex Divine Texts that were difficult to remember and grasp; the profound darkness when her Divine Sense was exhausted, cold and heavy.
With the elders’ meticulous cultivation, the junior’s clever diligence, and the boost from her innate talent, Zhu Fenxiang exhibited astonishing cultivation efficiency from an early age, achieving remarkable results time and again.
This is the Golden Age of Cultivation, with innumerable gods here!
At the beginning, it started with demigods and pseudo-gods, then the little gods with official positions, after which Zhu Fenxiang set her sights on the Great Gods.
Even among the Great Gods, there are hierarchies.
Several years ago, in preparation for the Feiyun Conference of the Myriad Images Sect, Zhu Fenxiang began seeking the assistance of a Great God.
After careful selection and coincidental opportunities, she obtained a Divine Statue related to the Earth Guardian True Monarch.
It was like finding a treasure!
Zhu Fenxiang went into seclusion for rigorous training.
The stone chamber isolated her from the clamor and temptations of the outside world; she locked herself in, stubbornly praying to the Divine Statue, continually offering accumulations, and sincerely reciting prayers.
As the incense smoke curled, time passed by.
The Divine Statue remained unresponsive for several months.
Zhu Fenxiang felt like she was abandoned in a corner, like an obstinate stone. In the dead of night, she curled up in pain, questioning whether her persistence was foolish. Sometimes, despair overwhelmed her like tides, leaving her lost and unsure of her path.
It wasn’t until one day that the Divine Statue emitted a warm jade-like yellow light, drawing Zhu Fenxiang’s soul into a Divine Domain.
The body of the Earth Guardian True Monarch was colossal, like a mountain.
He sat high on the divine throne, eyes closed, seemingly asleep yet seemingly overlooking Zhu Fenxiang.
Zhu Fenxiang knelt at His feet, her soul trembling with excitement, as well as the long-term depletion from her prayers.
She offered a pious prayer, aware that this could very well be her only chance.
After the prayer, she curled her soul body, tensely listening, waiting for the “judgment” of the Earth Guardian True Monarch.
The Earth Guardian True Monarch remained with closed eyes, offering no response.
Shortly after, Zhu Fenxiang’s soul returned to her body, and she wept with joy: “I succeeded, this time I’ve mastered the Divine Summoning Technique!”
“The Earth Guardian True Monarch truly responded to me!!”
The first success, establishing a connection between the cultivator and the god, is the most crucial part.
With the first time, soon there was a second time, and a third.
After dozens of attempts, nearly exhausting the family’s resources, Zhu Fenxiang’s soul again was drawn into a Divine Domain.
She prostrated on the ground, offering another sincere prayer.
The Earth Guardian True Monarch’s eyelid twitched slightly, barely opening a sliver, and seeing the ant-like Zhu Fenxiang at his feet, he leisurely and sparingly uttered one word: “Yes.”
From that moment on, Zhu Fenxiang could summon the Earth Guardian True Monarch to aid her in battle!
At this moment.
Standing on the altar, Zhu Fenxiang’s heart was filled with disparity.
Scenes from her memory contrasted sharply with the current situation.
The always lofty Earth Guardian True Monarch, with unprecedented amiability and appreciative tone, took the initiative to invite a peer cultivator to be his Protective God!
The young man reacted swiftly, consenting on the spot.
“I disagree!” Zhu Fenxiang almost cried out.
To summon a Great God, how could one be so casual?
But she ultimately dared not voice her true feelings aloud.
Next, she heard the Divine Statue let out a loud laugh: “Hahaha, good!”
But Ning Zhuo said: “But how do I summon a god? I’ve never practiced the Divine Summoning Technique.”
The Earth Guardian True Monarch was genuinely pleased with Ning Zhuo’s straightforwardness. He directly instructed Zhu Fenxiang: “Zhu Fenxiang, you’ve done a good job in this matter. In consideration of your sincerity, teach Ning Zhuo now, impart to him the Divine Summoning Technique.”
Zhu Fenxiang: “Ah?”
The Earth Guardian True Monarch: “Immediately.”
Zhu Fenxiang hesitated.
But the Earth Guardian True Monarch then spoke to Ning Zhuo: “Cultivating the Divine Summoning Technique is very easy, Ning Zhuo, you can succeed on the spot. After succeeding, with just a thought, you can establish contact with this god.”
Ning Zhuo nodded: “I understand.”
He looked at Zhu Fenxiang.
The Divine Statue also looked at Zhu Fenxiang.
Zhu Fenxiang dared not hesitate any longer; she gritted her teeth and began to instruct: “Here is the mantra, first let Daoist Fellow Ning Zhuo memorize it, and I will teach you the key points!”
Then, she began to chant: “The Divine Tao is subtle, and sincerity is required; the Zhu lineage inherits the heavens, using incense as a vessel. Burn dragon marrow to penetrate the Nine Netherworlds, ignite the flames of the heart to knock on the God’s shelter. Blood pact as a guide, connecting myriad spirits within a square inch; ancestral name as a boat, crossing tribulation waves through vain desires…”
Ning Zhuo listened intently, his expression gradually turning somewhat astonished.