The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 1003 Success and Perfection, The End of Azure Sky

"Lord Cloud Watcher."

After a day and a night, Baosha Sanren finally saw Guanyun Shi again.

Upon seeing him again, he sensed that the Cloud Envoy's spirit was extraordinary, and the underlying high spirits he exuded filled him with immense envy.

"Could it be that you've made some new progress?"

Bao Sha Sanren made a guess in his heart.

They became even more respectful in the face of Chen Ping'an's attitude.

After stabilizing the restrictions within Baosha Sanren's spiritual platform, Chen Ping'an made some further attempts. Once everything was complete, he gently raised his hand and retrieved the Yin Wind Pearl that had been hovering in the meditation room.

"Tomorrow, you will be free."

Baosha Sanren was taken aback upon hearing this, but then he was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Envoy Guanyun. I will live up to your expectations and will be willing to go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of my life."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping'an glanced at him lightly.

"Not me, but the Holy Temple!"

“Yes, yes, yes.” Baosha Sanren nodded repeatedly: “For the temple, for the master.”

"Tomorrow, I will perform the final restriction, and then you may leave. Have you memorized the more than a thousand variations of the contact mark I taught you?"

“I’ve noted it down.” Baosha Sanren nodded happily: “If there is anything urgent, you can contact me in any major city in any of the regions. Just make sure to keep your identity completely secret during the process.”

"Just remember that. However, you haven't truly passed the test yet; most of the evidence is still just one-sided contact. You need to be aware of that."

"I understand," Baosha Sanren said respectfully, his heart filled with anticipation.

Any major city can serve as a contact point; the organization's members are spread across the world, a scope far beyond imagination.

"Very well! You may remain here and cultivate in seclusion. I will come to find you tomorrow!"

After saying that, Chen Ping'an left without lingering.

"Yes, Lord Cloud Watcher."

Baosha Sanren bowed respectfully and watched Chen Ping'an leave.

Only after Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared did he slowly get up and look around.

"Today is the last day."

Although the Yin Wind Pearl that had been restricting him had been removed from the quiet room, he had no intention of leaving.

The fact that the adult removed the pearl ahead of time was probably a test for him.

If we leave today, it may not necessarily have any impact, but we can leave tomorrow, so why rush?

With that thought in mind, Baosha Sanren quietly sat down, regulated his breathing and cultivated himself, and waited for the arrival of tomorrow.

"Ji Shulan".

Inside the Qingchi Courtyard, Chen Ping'an's gaze was calm as the scene from not long ago floated into his mind.

"Virgin Yin."

Compared to his previous cultivation, Ji Shulan's benefits to him were immense, especially the first time, the effects of which far exceeded his expectations.

If he can continue like this, even if the effects are not as good as the first time, it probably won't be long before he can truly master this dual cultivation technique to the minor completion stage.

From the initial introduction of Yin and Yang, the stage of phoenixes carrying pearls, to the solidification of Yin and Yang, the harmonious singing of phoenixes, his spiritual foundation and the strength of his true essence will undergo new changes.

Based on previous experience, this change is destined to be extremely drastic, enough to elevate his strength by a whole level.

"The universe is turned upside down, and the phoenixes sing in harmony; yin and yang complement each other, and their energies unite in the mysterious darkness."

The man gathers the woman's essence, the woman receives the man's semen; the cycle of the universe circulates, and the Dao is naturally formed.

"The yang leads the yin, their breath as faint as a wisp of smoke; the phoenix cries in the highest heavens, the dragon perches on the parasol tree branch."

"Heaven and earth are reversed, the sun and moon shine together; phoenixes and dragons are upside down, their breaths turn a thousand times."

"The phoenix and the luan sing in harmony, cultivating the Great Dao together."

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Chen Ping sat quietly in the pavilion, the essence of the "Inverted Phoenix and Yin-Yang Pivot" technique constantly appearing in his mind.

He vaguely sensed that the ultimate meaning of this technique was not just about the realm of heaven and man, but perhaps it was about the true meaning of martial arts!

Even martial arts masters find it difficult to grasp the true meaning of martial arts!

If one can truly grasp its mysteries, one will undoubtedly become a top expert on the Celestial Ranking!

And now, this true path of truth is laid out before him, clear and straightforward. All he needs to do is move forward steadily and cultivate continuously, until he can truly touch it, until he reaches the source and completely master it.

This is the Demon Lord's legacy, a hidden treasure left to him by the Purple-Eyed Demon Lord.

Chen Ping'an sighed inwardly, and the images in his mind gradually changed to the scenes from their previous dual cultivation and Dao discussion.

It must be said that Ji Shulan was extremely cooperative with him. Even some embarrassing gestures were simply explained to her as normal and pleasurable behavior.

She would suppress her shyness and go along with his wishes.

It must be said that Ji Shulan is indeed extremely rare. Perhaps, in this world, only he is capable of appreciating its beauty.

Under such circumstances, even though it was only a day and a night, his progress in cultivating his skills was extremely obvious.

"pity.

Only for that one day.

Chen Ping'an's emotions shifted, and his gaze gradually calmed.

"It's time for our journey to Bi Cang to come to an end."

The next day, Chen Ping'an arrived at the meditation room as promised. Baosha Sanren was sitting quietly cross-legged as before. Upon seeing him, he immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"Lord Cloud Watcher."

Strengthen the restrictions, test the secret methods, and put them into practice.

The procedures were the same as before, and it wasn't until an hour later that Chen Ping'an completed all his actions.

"Alright, you're free now."

Chen Pingan gently raised his hand, a flash of deep blue light passing through his eyes.

"Thank you, sir." Baosha Sanren bowed respectfully. "If I have the opportunity, I would like to stay by your side and learn from you. However, I have been invited by the Chixiao Alliance and need to go as soon as possible. If I am delayed, there may be some problems. Please forgive me for everything."

Chen Pingan waved his hand gently, without saying anything.

Baosha Sanren respectfully thanked the master for his recommendation and cultivation, and then left the meditation room with Chen Ping'an.

Seeing the beautiful scenery outside, Baosha Sanren felt a long-lost sense of joy.

A month or so is nothing to him normally. However, the daily stimulation of his divine soul and attempts at secret techniques are quite taxing on him.

If it weren't for the secret merit points that could be formally recorded after the probationary period, he might not have been so willing. Even if forced by circumstances, he would probably have harbored resentment.

But this is just right for now.

"The Temple Treasury is filled with countless treasures. As long as you have enough merit points, there is nothing you cannot exchange for."

If I accumulate more secret points, I will surely soar to great heights and ascend to the realm of the Great Celestial Being one day!

Bao Sha Sanren felt boundless pride and a determination to engage in rigorous self-cultivation.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he would never miss any opportunity to earn merit points in the future.

Inside the Qingchi Pavilion, the two bid farewell. Although they claimed to be fellow cultivators, they seemed more like superiors and subordinates in a member organization.

Before parting, Chen Ping'an gave a few more words of advice.

This includes the matter of accumulating merit points, which is of particular interest to Baosha Sanren.

Chen Ping'an stated frankly that there are countless secret orders in the Fengyun Palace, among which the most noteworthy order is called the Fengyun Order.

When the order to conquer the world is issued, heroes from all over the land gather.

Upon receiving the order, it was as if the might of the Holy Temple had descended. Whether it was the messenger who listened to the wind and lit the lamp, the envoy who observed the clouds and stars, or even the master of the Star Palace, all had to obey the order.

Of course, if the matter is successful, a secret reward will be given according to the size of the contribution.

Some of the rare resources inside the hall are also graded, and are not available to certain ranks.

However, the Wind and Cloud Token is an exception; as long as you have enough merit points, you can exchange it for anything in the treasure vault.

These words stirred Bao Sha San's emotions.

Chen Ping'an also knew the principle that too much talk leads to mistakes. Seeing the atmosphere was getting right, he stopped talking and let the other person leave with a profound air.

Baosha Sanren bowed respectfully and turned around with utmost deference.

"Lord Guanyun, I'm taking my leave now. I'll come back to thank you for your guidance another day."

Chen Ping'an nodded slightly, and Baosha Sanren transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the Qingchi Courtyard. This departure was carried out without a cloud of yellow sand, and the entire process was extremely low-key.

It seems that Baosha Sanren has taken his instructions to heart. His actions may not attract the attention of those who are interested, but if someone were to investigate further in the future, they might uncover some flaws.

In these kinds of matters, it's always better to be cautious and keep a low profile.

Only after Baosha Sanren left and the divine soul light disappeared from his perception did Chen Ping'an slowly withdraw his gaze.

"That settles the matter."

Judging from the current situation, there shouldn't be any major problems with Baosha Sanren in the short term.

What he needs to do is to truly support this secret organization, the Fengyun Hall.

Logically speaking, this organization is unlikely to exist for long, or rather, it is unlikely to be able to fool people for a long time.

But he is different. Unlike ordinary cultivators, his cultivation progress is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. With all his progress, even without more members joining, he alone is enough to support the Fengyun Palace.

As his strength advances, this arena is destined to expand even further.

During his cultivation journey, he is destined to encounter those with higher levels of cultivation. If a suitable one comes along, he can simply follow suit and imitate them again.

However, we need to use more methods and delve deeper into the process, paying attention to the approaches and methods.

If this continues, there is great potential for the Fengyun Palace.

The entire system of regulations can also be continuously improved during his own development.

However, it's really difficult for him to take care of everything on his own; it would be best to have more like-minded people.

As his thoughts wandered, Chen Ping'an recalled his idea of ​​tricking Tianluo Saintess and Xiao Tianluo into joining the Fengyun Palace.

If Xiao Tianluo could come, it would be so much more convenient.

Many things can be learned by referring to those old organizations and imitating their plans, which is equivalent to simplifying a lot of work.

In addition, on certain occasions, some members of the organization, such as Baosha Sanren, suddenly discovered, due to some opportunity, that the Tianluo Saintess of the Tianluo Sect was also a member of the organization and a fellow practitioner within the sect.

That kind of shock would probably be unparalleled. Going a step further, it would enhance the organization's prestige and create the terrifying aura of the Wind and Cloud Palace.

For example, when you are about to face a desperate situation, but suddenly discover that the overwhelming opponent is actually the Star Envoy of the Palace, that feeling of going from a secluded valley to the clouds is destined to be remembered for the rest of your life.

"If they're not cultivation partners, isn't this kind of courtship a bit too intimate? After all, it involves their personal secrets, and at this point, it doesn't seem certain that it will work out! However, with the Illusionary Dream Contract, both parties share equal interests and aligned stances; perhaps..."

You can give it a try.

Chen Ping'an's eyes shifted, his thoughts racing.

"Never mind, I'll ask her opinion when we meet."

Generally speaking, only cultivation partners can be trusted to make such matters seem trustworthy. Even close friends wouldn't dare to reveal such things casually.

After all, even close friends have partners, and their relationships may not be able to keep things confidential for you.

When the topic of Daoist partners came up, Chen Ping'an's mind wandered, and he thought of Gu Qingcheng again.

That ethereal figure, as cool and aloof as the moon, like a fairy descending from the heavens.

But as he thought about it, he remembered that beautiful young girl again, her gold hair ribbon shimmering, her charming expression making his heart itch.

Compared to Gu Qingcheng's aloofness, it was as if they were worlds apart, unattainable. It seemed that the charming girl with the gold hair ribbon made him feel more cared for and close to her.

Previously in Xuanling City, he...

The image of a young girl, her face full of shyness, appeared in Chen Ping'an's mind.

And what about Miss Lan? I wonder how she is now, whether she has reached the Celestial Realm. Where is she now? Has she returned to the Southwest Frontier as she said?

And Wanjun, how are you now by the Wei River?

Gu Qingchan, Shen Huiqing, Yun Ya, and even Wu Fang Huanxi kept appearing in his mind.

As Chen Ping'an pondered, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and he even dozed off for a while.

He seems to be...

I haven't slept in a very, very long time.

The grand scheme of things in Bi Cang has come to an end, but its repercussions are far from over.

Especially since the old Prince of Bicang passed away before his funeral and burial.

In recent days, countless forces have come to Bi Cangzhou City to offer their condolences.

For ordinary families, keeping the body at home for three days is already the standard.

As for the three-day encoffining and seven-day burial, that was a privilege reserved for aristocratic families. As for the Prince of Bicang, it was perfectly normal for his body to be kept at home for several dozen days.

There are numbers of 3 and 7, and there are numbers of 5 and 7.

For a mansion as large as the Prince of Bicang's residence, the number of people coming to pay their respects is countless, and it takes time for them to receive the news and make their way there.

If the time is too short, I might miss it.

Such phenomena are extremely common among the dominant powers in various territories.

As the Prince of Bicang's Mansion was established through bloodline fiefdom and belonged to the royal family, its rules were particularly numerous, such as the duration of mourning, the five degrees of mourning, and so on.

All relatives of the old Prince Bicang were required to observe a three-year mourning period, and all collateral relatives were required to observe a one-year mourning period.

According to previous royal rules, if a member of the imperial clan is in mourning and is about to pass away, he cannot inherit the throne. He must wait until the mourning period is over before he can officially inherit the throne.

However, the rules have changed now. As soon as the previous ruler falls, the next ruler can succeed him without any gaps in the line. This is permitted by the royal family.

This seemingly simple matter actually conceals the long-standing struggles and power struggles between the imperial family and various regions, involving the division of bloodlines.

The current rules are actually a minor manifestation of the decline of imperial power compared to its heyday.

Similar situations abound in all aspects, telling of the weariness and decay that have appeared in this vast land.

Before leaving Bicang, Chen Ping'an made a special trip to pay his respects to the Prince of Bicang. He went as the prodigy Chen Ping'an, the valiant swordsman.

During this time, he also met Ji Qingyu. Compared to before, this bright young girl had lost some of her youthful vitality and exuberance, and gained more melancholy and a deep, unfathomable stillness.

That carefree girl seems to be gone forever.

Upon seeing Chen Ping'an, she quietly addressed him as "Lord Chen," then slowly turned around and stared at the coffin in front of her.

Chen Ping'an stared at her for a long time before finally looking away.

Some people and some things will eventually become the past. That bright youth may only remain in the vast ocean of memories.

Until she passed away, becoming nothing more than dust in my memory.

Until everyone forgets, until this world no longer knows that there was once such a bright and innocent girl, full of youthful vigor.

Being forgotten is a terrifying thing.

perhaps

This is why so many people strive to be remembered in history.

Chen Ping remained silent.

He didn't want to be remembered in history; he only wanted to live on in history.

millennium?

Fifteen hundred years!?

Too short!

With the passage of time, why can't he look down upon the blue sky and float across the universe?

Many people came to pay their respects. From what others said, Chen Ping'an also learned that Ji Shulan had gone into seclusion in the ancestral land of Bicang, where he was keeping vigil and fulfilling his filial duties to the ancestors of the Bicang Prince's Mansion.

If nothing happens in this life, she will no longer go out.

As time goes by, the cycle of years turns.

Ji Shulan's name will eventually be forgotten and fade from the stage of history.

As the new generation rises and grows up, they peruse ancient texts and listen to the stories of their predecessors, only then do they learn that an ancestor once resided in the ancestral land of Bicang.

And this ancestor may still be alive, protecting the safety of the Bicang County Prince's Mansion.

As time goes by, this memory will eventually fade away and become dust in history.

Just like the bright and cheerful young girl of yesteryear, she has become the powerful and influential Prince of Bicang, a noble lady of unfathomable majesty and a ruler of the land.

Who will remember that the current Princess of Bicang was once a carefree young girl?

When everyone forgets, all of this will inevitably be sealed in the archives of history, becoming an ancient legend.

These events and these people may have been read or circulated, but how many of those who witnessed them in the past are still alive today?

perhaps

He will be one of them.

Witnessing history, reviewing history, until becoming history ourselves.

On the same day he finished paying his respects to the Prince of Bicang, Chen Ping'an left Bicang Prefecture City quietly, just as he had arrived.

"Wentian City! The Netherworld Secret Realm!" (End of Chapter)