Episode 59

  Insufficient and Chang'er and others all surrounded the trial platform, watching the various cultivators fight. Insufficient himself once again released his five gods outside, invading the battle group and letting them be beaten, but this time the trial of the refining period could not shake his five gods in any way, just like gold and stone entering a high furnace, where the high temperature is not enough to melt the gold and stone, and the gold and stone remain as they are! It's clear that his five gods have already surpassed the refinement of many others. Even when facing those disciples at the law body period who were trying out, there was no sign of beating on Insufficient's five gods. Insufficient said to Chang'er:

  "Originally, the effect of tempering one's spirit was quite evident, but with such disciples as these, it seems there is not even a shred of tempering power in this trial, truly infuriating!"

  "Insufficient brother, why so impatient! The path of cultivation is vast and boundless, like searching for a way to ascend to heaven. It's as difficult as gathering tiny droplets of water into an ocean. How can it be achieved in an instant? With each step and each move, isn't that enough? Why must you be dissatisfied?"

  "Hmm! Makes sense! Chang'er, I think you're not ordinary, and one day your cultivation will surpass mine!"

  "Insufficient elder brother, but I hope you will live a carefree life, without worries or troubles, no hardships or dangers, no loneliness in the deep mountains and valleys, no ups and downs in the mundane world, no physical labor that exhausts your body, no mental fatigue from solitary cultivation. When you go out, there are three to five close friends following you, when you come back, there is no worry about livelihood! If it's like this, then my wish will be fulfilled!"

  "Chang Er, since we are born with responsibilities, we should strive to move forward, how can we be idle! The path to seeking the truth is vast and obscure, we should gallop and rush forward, how can we just indulge in indulgence and not think of making progress! Such thoughts are of no benefit to our cultivation, we must beware!"

  "Yes! I understand! Elder!"

  Chang'er deliberately drew out her voice and giggled.

  "Huh? Is someone's house very old? Really!"

  Insufficient also smile strange said.

  Today, the five trial matches ended. Not enough to stay with Chang Er and follow High Master Brother Wu Yu, Lin Master Brother Jiang He and Kuang Master Brother Wei Zhong and others, a group of disciples, to watch the private fights among the various sects' disciples. But the eldest master brother had gone somewhere unknown. Hearing the words of the masters, private fighting is a way for people from various sects to resolve their personal grievances. Although it's said that there's a theory of stopping when necessary, but the trial match participants all harbor resentment, where can they truly have a warm and friendly fight? Instead, they often don't stop until one side dies! In previous years, private fights have resulted in injuries and deaths, although various sects have restrained their disciples, the effect is minimal! This time, it's Qingyuan Gate's Zhou surname Master Brother Lin Feng who was challenged by a Hai Tian Ge cultivator named Yu San Chuan:

  "Zhou Linfeng, you thieving bastard! Five years ago, during the public trial and grand comparison, you relied on your despicable tricks to win against me by a narrow margin. You used that borrowed foreign artifact to break my spiritual connection, hindering my progress for several years. I was unable to participate in the sect's trials and comparisons, missing out on countless opportunities! Today, I'll have another match with you. With the witnesses of the ten sects' cultivators present, your family will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy today!"

  "Yu Shixiong, the outcome of our martial arts contest was already decided long ago. And after all this time has passed, why are you still so fixated on it? Is winning or losing really that important to you?"

  "Shut up! You thieving Zhou, did you ever think of these consequences when you humiliated me? Just wait and see!"

  Yu San Chuan Zhang's mouth burst open, and a dark gold object shot out of his mouth, spinning into an evil ghost head. The ghost head had a huge mouth with black fangs that shone with a dark golden light, its interior was unfathomably deep. Although the two ghostly eyes seemed empty, they had a strong suction power, as if they could absorb the gaze of all the cultivators present, including Zhou Linfeng's. What was even more astonishing was that this giant head had no body, making it look extremely strange. Zhou Linfeng's face turned pale with fear as he stared at the object.

  "It's the Nine Yin Ghost Flag! You, you, you've actually mastered the Nine Yin Ghost Skill!"

  "Indeed!"

  "But when this skill is cultivated to its deepest level, it brings a hundred harms! Brother Yu, you...you..."

  "What if all the harm comes at once! As long as one can destroy the cultivators of the world, what do a hundred harms matter? What if there are a thousand harms, will no one dare to learn? You'd better not try to deceive me with words! Look at my move!"

  As soon as the words were spoken, he pointed his hand and the ghost's head suddenly opened and closed, like a living thing breathing in and out. The surrounding heaven and earth yuan force suddenly became chaotic, and it was not enough to recognize the divine domain that had been opened up. As soon as he felt it, he realized that the ghost's suction power was enormous, and his own five spirits were also uncontrollably drawn towards the huge mouth. And the surrounding heaven and earth yuan force all converged into the ghost's huge mouth! Not enough to be surprised and amazed, he hastily used the Taiyi Xuan Shen Jue to control his five spirits domain field, and urged the opening of the Golden Body Jue to protect his body. After doing so, a wisp of dark divine energy suddenly emerged from the Nine You Xuan Gui Fan, and it stretched out in the void, entwining itself with the protective divine energy that had been catalyzed by the Golden Body Jue. The protective divine energy greatly increased, but instead of going outward, it turned inward, nourishing his physical body. Not enough was initially terrified, but later suddenly remembered the records from the ancient scriptures he had read in his childhood at his ancestral home. He felt that although this divine energy was as thin as a tiny stream flowing into the vast ocean, its essence was like the original yuan force of heaven and earth. Not enough was greatly shocked, and secretly rejoiced:

  "Heavens! Could it be the 'Primordial Origin Force'?! This thing's ability is actually capable of seizing the power to create and transform heaven and earth! Such a strand of origin force far surpasses the divine might gathered by the cultivators in the Condensed Origin Realm! What a pity that I, this household, am incompetent and do not have the wonderful method to guide and nurture my spiritual connection, otherwise my opportunities would truly be superior to those of other cultivators!"

  A wisp of yuan force flashed by and entered her insufficient body. Chang'er turned around and gazed, saying in surprise:

  "Who would have thought! My insignificant self is actually a person of great destiny!"

  He smiled and looked at the insufficient, but in his heart he was thinking about how to cleverly take this nine-yin-xuan-ghost flag to make up for the insufficiency! The people in the field didn't know that the method was actually a divine instrument! Moreover, at this time it had already belonged to someone else!

  Although the insufficient feeling is that the repeated yuan force has passed, yet a thread of nine yin and xuan ghost flags seems to be broken but not broken, seems to be connected but not connected, the air machine already exists in the body recognition spirit realm.

  "But why is this? Have I inadvertently triggered the wonder of this banner, and it seems to want to follow me? Alas! If so, then I owe an apology to this immortal, but I will not refuse what comes next!"

  At the moment of insufficient introspection, the crowd in the field suddenly burst into a frenzy like a boiling pot.

  "It's the Nine Underworlds' Dark Ghost Flag, it's actually this thing! Could it be that Yu San has been cultivating this technique for five years without making progress? I thought this evil magic had long been lost, but unexpectedly it still exists in this world!"

  "Senior Brother Gao, what's so formidable about these Nine You Ghosts? Why are there so many senior brothers discussing this?"

  Chang'er saw that it was insufficient and concentrated her mind on this thing, then opened her mouth to ask Gao Wuyou Shixiong.

  "You, like a junior sister in cultivation, are shallow and unknowing. This Nine-Yin Xuan-Gui Gong is actually the divine ability of the method of entering the Tao through vessels, it's extremely effective! This banner is a high-level ritual vessel, combined with heart methods to form a set of divine abilities, its power is unmatched! However, as the cultivator's divine ability grows higher, their body becomes increasingly unable to be seen in the light. At the extreme, the body is like a ghost, the soul is like a demon, and even if they are extinguished, it means the disappearance of both body and soul, and they will not be reborn again!"

  "Brother Gao is indeed extraordinary, with unparalleled insight!"

  "Haha, what a joke, this matter is known to everyone in the Ten Sects."

  "Huh?"

  "This Nine Yin Ghost Banner was unintentionally obtained by a senior of the Hai Tian Ge. It is said that this technique was created by a great wise ghost in ancient times, and it was once famous for being the supreme divine technique of the cultivation world. After mastering this technique, one can dominate all directions and be unparalleled. However, after the ancient era, the sect that possessed this technique disappeared, and those who cultivated it lost their souls! Later, several thousand years ago, some cultivators obtained this technique again, but the method was incomplete, and it no longer lived up to its former name. After that, the method of casting the banner and the cultivation technique belonged to Hai Tian Ge, and many people cultivated it at that time, but only a few achieved great success. However, those who reached the extreme often met with unexpected disasters: either they were backlashed by the technique and died, or they fell into evil and became mindless killing machines. In the end, their souls had no place to return to and could not enter reincarnation! Therefore, several high-ranking individuals in the Xuanmen sect jointly banned later generations of disciples from cultivating this technique. But how did Yu San Chuan's master brother obtain this technique?"

  "Oh! So that's how it is!"

  "Yes! This technique is said to be divided into nine layers. When cultivated to the Great Completion stage, it's extremely overbearing and there are hardly any who can match it in the world!"

  As the crowd was in an uproar, the ghost's head suddenly let out a low hum and spat out an object from its mouth. Upon closer inspection, it was a tongue, nearly two zhang wide and one hundred feet long, with a black-gold luster that flashed like lightning. The tip of the tongue collided with the airflow, producing a bright light that flashed rapidly, striking fear into the hearts of onlookers. The rumbling sound that entered their ears was like the clash of swords, causing their spirits to tremble.

  Qingyuan Gate's Zhou Linfeng took a step back, his mouth murmuring incantations. A pink protective shield surrounded him, resembling a full moon. One of his hands flashed with silver light as he retrieved an object from his bag. The object initially appeared small, about five inches in size, shaped like a miniature shield with golden-yellow luster and dense symbolic markings on its surface.

  Suddenly, the object grew larger, expanding to several feet in length, and shot forward to meet the ghost's tongue. At the same time, Zhou Linfeng wielded a fan-shaped artifact in his other hand, frantically fanning it towards the incoming tongue as he flew backward. A loud crash echoed through the air, like the shattering of objects, and the golden shield that had seemed so solid was reduced to small fragments, falling to the ground.

  Zhou Linfeng was blown away, flying nearly a hundred zhang before landing on the ground. The pink protective shield surrounding him began to falter, losing its initial solidity. A streak of blood trickled from Zhou Linfeng's mouth, but he stood up calmly nonetheless. The ghost's head followed closely behind, its dark-gold tongue striking again.

  Zhou Linfeng continued to fan wildly, his body surrounded by a storm that raged within a radius of several dozen zhang. The winds gradually coalesced into a black flying dragon that charged towards the ghost's head, entwining it in a fierce battle.