The Primordial Free-spirited Kunpeng

Chapter 296 My Master Kunpeng

When the wind and rain are raging

Longevity Mountain is a blessed land, and Wuzhuang Temple is a celestial paradise.

Zhang Bairen wields a wooden sword; as a descendant of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, few materials in the world can serve as his weapon.

One of the ten great spiritual roots, the branches and trunks of the Jianmu tree are naturally suitable; this is a super spiritual root of the wood attribute.

It is a god among trees, a fairy among trees.

The Dao Fruit of the Azure Emperor Fuxi was condensed on the Jianmu tree, and he merged with the tree to become a powerful Primordial Saint.

Wooden swords may not be sharp, but their key strength lies in their toughness, making them virtually indestructible.

Even with discounts, it can still absorb the essence of heaven and earth to repair itself.

The wooden sword is three feet and three inches long. It was handcrafted by Zhang Bairen and nurtured into a sword embryo since he began his cultivation.

With concentrated energy and spirit, a wooden sword severed the five-colored divine light.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun controlled Kong Xuan with a wisp of his consciousness, and with a wave of his hand, five-colored divine light appeared, one of the most unparalleled magical techniques of the immortal path.

"Not bad, you actually drew your sword, that's quite remarkable."

Zhang Bairen continued wielding his sword, prompting the human sword immortal to sigh, "The Ancestor of Humanity said I was his trump card, that I might encounter a terrifying opponent, but I never expected it to be the Dao Ancestor!"

"I'm very curious, how did the human race secretly cultivate you? The lich didn't notice, and neither did the Heavenly Dao."

"The Dao Ancestor, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine. One is removed, becoming a variable, a miracle."

"Whether it's a variable or a miracle, it ultimately cannot compare to the way of Heaven."

After speaking

The Dao Ancestor retrieved Zhang Bairen's life experiences and studied them carefully, starting from the time he was born.

Zhang Bairen's parents were innate beings of the human race, not even immortal beings, and died during the expansion of the human race.

Birth and death are all too common occurrences.

If one's parents die, one becomes an orphan.

They are all alone and helpless, so pitiful.

Huoyun Cave takes special care of these orphans until they can live independently; Zhang Bairen is one of them.

Zhang Bairen was of average talent and temperament, and was inconspicuous in a crowd.

Unable to cultivate magic, failed in physical cultivation, and struggled to even begin the path of divinity...

Humanity was in dire straits in the prehistoric world, and Zhang Bairen struggled to cross the sea of ​​people, with no hope of ever getting ahead.

Herding livestock, reading books, and seeking the truth.

He lived alone since childhood. When he was a teenager, he found a baby girl and adopted her as his younger sister.

In the vast southern mountains of the primordial wilderness, the human race occupies the area, and between the mountains are plains where human tribes have established their strongholds.

Young Zhang Bairen followed his clansmen to fight in all directions, experiencing countless dangers and hardships, and his path of cultivation was extremely difficult.

Time and space are like a painting. Hongjun uses Kong Xuan to bear the cause and effect, and studies Zhang Bairen little by little.

"Young friend, your talent is truly mediocre; you shouldn't have been able to rise to prominence."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun was formed from the primordial Qi, and his comprehension was terrifying; he was once favored by the variability.

Starting as a primordial being, and ultimately becoming the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, this is an inspirational example from the prehistoric world.

However, when the Daoist Master observed Zhang Bairen's path of cultivation, he couldn't find anything praiseworthy about it, because it was too ordinary.

There was malice involved, but it was like pouring water on an anthill.

They also had good intentions, such as adopting a baby girl.

The good of God and the evil of Demon, including one's own obsessions and true self, are all very small.

Zhang Bairen pursued the Dao Ancestor with his sword. He did not know why the Dao Ancestor had descended to earth, but it was clear that he intended to harm the human race.

A certain day of a certain year and a certain month

In his middle age, Zhang Bairen achieved nothing, and no girl was willing to marry him.

He was very ordinary in every way, and he even adopted a younger sister; his circumstances were really terrible.

His life, filled with battles, hunting, and spiritual practice, was as uneventful as still water.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun observed and analyzed the scene, feeling somewhat bored and puzzled.

suddenly

Zhang Bairen waited for an opportunity, or rather, he stumbled upon a small chance.

They found a stone tablet in the desolate mountains and broken ridges. The stone tablet was broken and the content was incomplete.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun grumbled, "Kunpeng, it's you again!"

Zhang Bairen asked in astonishment, "This stone tablet was actually left by the Demon Master?"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sighed softly, "Alas, in the past, Kunpeng followed my example to spread the Dao throughout the world, and the source of all the world's demonic arts was passed down by the demon master."

"Humans have relevant records, but this stone tablet has no trace to prove that it was left by a demon master."

"Hehe, you can't believe everything you read in books, and history can be quite funny. There are many ways to erase, rewrite, or forget."

The sorcerer erected many inscriptions, recording various sorcerous arts.

True teachings can be contained in a single page, while false teachings can fill countless volumes.

Kunpeng spread his teachings throughout the world, erecting many steles to commemorate his legacy; these were not set up arbitrarily.

There are explicit and implicit versions of the story; some were personally drawn; and some were directed by demons to carve it.

The Heavenly Dao erased a piece of the history of the Demon Master and changed the deeds of Kunpeng, but there were still omissions.

The origin of the stone tablet has been forgotten, but its content is very useful and has been repeatedly copied.

Heaven has many things to do, and it is engaged in a tug-of-war with this phenomenon over a long period of time.

Zhang Bairen sighed, "All living things possess talent. How fortunate I am to have found my greatest talent in my lifetime!"

Hongjun remarked, "All your talents are quite ordinary; your swordsmanship talent is the longest, by comparison."

"To strive for self-improvement and to know one's own greatest talents is already a great fortune."

The ancient and dilapidated stone tablet records a sword technique, but the demon race's sword technique is not a legitimate path.

Nurture your sword energy, continuously build up your sword momentum, and finally unleash a powerful strike.

Zhang Bairen spent a thousand years cultivating his skills, starting with a single sword technique, and creating his own sword style during his battles and travels.

He traveled far and wide, fighting for humanity for countless years, until one day he finally comprehended a way of the sword.

【Limitless Sword Path】

Sword light, sword gleam, sword energy.

Swordsmanship, sword techniques, and the way of the sword.

Sword intent, sword spirit, sword heart.

Zhang Bairen broke free from mediocrity and eventually became a sword immortal.

After becoming an immortal, he accumulated military merits and was fortunate enough to be summoned by the Ancestor of Humanity to cultivate in the Fire Cloud Cave.

In the lush spring, the child Zhang Bairen used a withered branch as a sword to cut down hundreds of feet of flowers, grass and trees.

The young man wielded a long sword and fought against hundreds of beasts, tempering himself in the process.

In his youth, Zhang Bairen fought on the battlefield, wielding a sharp sword with unparalleled skill.

In his middle age, Zhang Bairen forged a heavy sword and used it to slay a celestial being from another race.

The fact that a human immortal could slay a celestial immortal was so astonishing that it alarmed even the legendary Suirenshi.

At the recommendation of Suirenshi, Zhang Bairen went to the Nuwa Palace and Fuxi Hall to cultivate.

With guidance from the goddess Nuwa and the gift of branches from the Jianmu tree from Fuxi, Zhang Bairen became one of the core members of the human race.

The Dao Ancestor repeatedly analyzed Zhang Bairen's route, marveling, "Your innate talent lies in swordsmanship, and your acquired gift lies in your Dao heart!"

Zhang Bairen remained silent. He had lived a lonely and miserable life, and had very few people to talk to.

Some people slander him, deceive him, insult him, laugh at him, belittle him, despise him, and cheat him.

The human swordsman chose to endure; enduring for a while brings peace, but enduring twice fuels his rage.

It's normal to tolerate it once.

Tolerating three times is rare.

Enduring dozens of times is rare.

He cultivated himself along the way, endured and tolerated again and again, until finally he drew his sword.

Hongjun's smile vanished, and for the first time, he asked seriously, "Faced with the injustices the world has shown to humanity, how many times have you wanted to draw your sword but chose to endure?"

Zhang Bairen replied in a deep voice, "Many times, I can't remember!"

"Hahaha, young friend, if you can survive this calamity for humanity, you will become the Heavenly Emperor in the future."

The Dao Ancestor looked directly at Zhang Bairen, raised his hand and revealed the Nine Secrets of Immortal Dao, which were supernatural powers at every turn.

Zhang Bairen's sword can break through all laws, but the Dao Ancestor's techniques are above all.

The wooden sword shattered and the sword finger broke. Only then did Zhang Bairen realize how terrifying the Dao Ancestor was!

In dire straits

Flesh, bones, and will were all exhausted.

Zhang Bairen unleashed his sword heart, and after one strike, he was doomed.

suddenly

The Dao Ancestor sighed softly, "Eh, I underestimated Kong Xuan!"

The five-colored divine light dimmed, the black light was completely extinguished, and Kong Xuan regained control of his body.

Zhang Bairen was astonished when he severed the five-colored divine light.

The Five-Colored Divine Light was Kong Xuan's strongest divine power, almost severing his own Great Luo Dao Fruit.

"Fellow Daoist, my master is Kunpeng; we are practically fellow disciples!"

"Brother Dao is truly defying the heavens."

"Sigh, I've been making a fool of myself for years."

(End of this chapter)