The Daoist traditions under heaven are generally divided into three thousand, and every cultivator has their own path. The methods used by this Yuan Zheng are rather despicable.
Yang Zhen was increasingly astonished as he looked. To be able to use a half-mountain spring to create a situation that would lead to the extinction of one's lineage, this Yuan Zheng not only had an extremely deep understanding of the ancestral land of the Hanwu City Lord, but was also very proficient in the Earth Treasury Technique. Although it was only a branch of it, it was enough to leave most people in awe.
In Yang Zhen's view, Yuan Zheng's methods were far too insidious, and he had no corresponding means to eliminate the Heavenly Dao consequences brought about by such insidiousness. Therefore, although Yuan Zheng was likely to become very powerful, he was also suffering from the pain brought about by the evil energy.
The Hanwu Guard had already sent people to fill in the hillside spring under the orders of the Hanwu City Lord. Yang Zhen followed the Hanwu City Lord to the Ancestral Stele and his eyes lit up.
Compared to Yuan Zheng, the Three-Pronged Formation set up by the Hanwu City Lord was clearly the most righteous and awe-inspiring Ksitigarbha Formation in the world. Even Yang Zhen nodded in approval when he saw the location of the Ancestral Stele.
As expected of the top scholar in the Spirit Learning Palace, which gathers all the Literary Talent Qi in the world. He has also comprehended the secret techniques of the Spirit Learning Palace. His mastery of the Ksitigarbha technique is far superior to that of Yuan Zheng. He was only able to achieve this through Yuan Zheng's opportunism.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with curiosity. This wasn't the first time they had seen the Ancestral Stele, but no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't figure it out. So, the most attention from everyone present was still focused on Yang Zhen.
Seeing Yang Zhen nod, the city lord of Hanwu City asked rather nervously, "Young friend Yang, how is it? Can this Literary Talent Qi be remedied?"
The Ancestral Stele was not small. When Yang Zhen looked up, it was about ten zhang in size. The Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions carved on it were worn so badly that they were almost illegible, but one could still feel the powerful Literary Talent Qi emanating from it, slowly radiating outwards from the Ancestral Stele and enveloping the entire city lord's mansion.
Yang Zhen did not answer the question from the Hanwu City Lord. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, a hint of doubt in his expression, and began to use his Divine Sense to study the Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions on the Ancestral Stele.
This was a relatively Elder Gu Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions. Not long after, Yang Zhen opened his eyes and exclaimed with admiration, "What a magnificent and enduring piece of writing!"
The city lord and his entourage of Hanwu City were shocked. They were immediately awestruck by Yang Zhen's Celestial Person, and their eyes revealed surprise as they looked at each other.
The contents of the Ancestral Stele are already very blurry. If Yang Zhen had come a few years ago and been able to read the Ancestral Stele, no one would have been too surprised. But now, let alone read it all, even a word or two is extremely blurry. This is after many people had seen the rubbing of the Hanwu City Lord's inscription. If it were someone else, seeing it for the first time, they would not be able to make out what was engraved on it at all.
However, Yang Zhen was able to read it all at a glance, and he did so with his eyes closed, using his Divine Sense sense to read it. How could such strength not shock everyone present?
"Can you see clearly?" Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen with a surprised expression, her eyes sparkling with astonishment.
Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked, "Can't you see it clearly? It's already quite obvious at this level."
Everyone stared at Yang Zhen in silence. The city lord of Hanwu City smiled wryly and said, "Young friend Yang's strength Tongxuan, far beyond what ordinary people can match. In fact, you are the first person in recent years to have completely read the text without ever having seen the rubbing."
Yang Zhen suddenly realized, and said with an "Oh," "Maybe I'm just a bit too quick to understand."
Upon hearing this, everyone around paused, Han Yan'er, suppressing a laugh, said, "You really have no modesty at all."
Yang Zhen laughed and said, "Humility is my nature, and being low-key is my characteristic. I never tell lies, but of course, I also never tell the truth!"
Seeing Yang Zhen blinking incessantly, his blinking eventually landing on Han Yan'er's leg, he said with a wry smile, "Young friend Yang, do you have a way to break this?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Solving it isn't difficult; the difficulty lies in ensuring its long-term sustainability and teaching that Yuan Zheng Yuanzheng a lesson. Otherwise, merely filling in the halfway spring while dispelling the monk's evil aura is pointless. If word gets out, people will think that this ' Sage of Saunter ' is inferior to that so-called Yuan Zheng."
The Hanwu City Lord shuddered and hurriedly nodded, saying, "Absolutely, absolutely! That evil monk is truly despicable. If young friend Yang can resolve the Ancestral Stele's ailment and teach that evil monk a lesson, that would be wonderful."
Yang Zhen glanced at the city lord of Hanwu City, then turned to Han Yan'er and said, " Little Dao Addict, may I borrow your longsword?"
Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously, handed him the longsword, and said with a half-smile, "This longsword is called Sun Shadow Yang Zhen. It embodies the spirit of righteousness. Without the spirit of righteousness, one cannot unleash its power. Are you sure you want to use it?"
Upon hearing this, the Hanwu City Lord hesitated before saying, "How about young friend Yang chooses a longsword from the City Lord's mansion?"
Yang Zhen took the longsword from Han Yan'er and said nonchalantly, "In this world, there is no longsword that I, this scoundrel, cannot use... except for that sour sword of Moon Shadow."
" The Moon Shadow Sword?" The city lord of Hanwu City's expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Is that the Saint Weapon in Spirit Maiden Hua's hands?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "That sword isn't really anything special, it's just a bit cold and capricious, I don't really like it!"
hiss--!
The Hanwu City Lord took a deep breath and exclaimed in admiration, "Young friend Yang is indeed exceptionally talented. That longsword is an extremely rare Saint Weapon. I, for one, do not possess the strength to wield it."
A glint flashed in Han Yan'er's eyes as she murmured to herself, " Saint Weapon possess spirits and choose their own masters. Sun Shadow is also a Saint Weapon; I might have the chance to witness the splendor of Moon Shadow Sword!"
Yang Zhen curled his lips. This Little Dao Addict was good in every way, especially his pair of thighs. The only downside was that he was too combative. He hadn't even met the girl yet, and he was already thinking about fighting. If the two of them were to actually meet one day, it would truly be quite a show.
Who knows what amazing and dazzling brilliance will be unleashed when the Sun Shadow meets the Moon Shadow!
As he pondered this, Yang Zhen drew his Sun Shadow Sword and slowly approached the Ancestral Stele, looking up to quietly observe the natural patterns on Ancestral Stele.
Everyone stared at Yang Zhen with curiosity, slowing their breathing and widening their eyes, afraid of missing a single detail.
If everyone present could clearly see how Yang Zhen solved the problem of the Ancestral Stele, their subsequent cultivation under the Ancestral Stele's protection would be much more effective.
With Yang Zhen remaining motionless for a long time, everyone began to look at each other in bewilderment.
The white-bearded old man and the black-bearded old man exchanged a glance, then asked in surprise, "What is young friend Yang going to do now?"
The old man with the black beard pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Perhaps we should re-engrave the Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions. After all, there's already a well-known article on the Ancestral Stele. Could we possibly inscribe a new Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions?"
Upon hearing this, the Hanwu City Lord's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "If it's to be re-carved, that would probably be the best outcome, but..."
Han Jingtian chuckled and said with a playful expression, "I'm afraid that with Young Friend Yang's temperament, he wouldn't re-engrave an inscription for someone else's descendant. Although this person is a senior ancestor, re-engraving someone else's Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions to achieve the original effect would be extremely difficult."
Han Yan'er stared intently at Yang Zhen's retreating figure, then suddenly gasped and murmured to herself, "Could it be that he's really going to inscribe a new Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions?"