Chapter 267 The Heart of Taoism Lasts Forever

The top war criminals were all beheaded and executed. The other monks of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, according to the severity of their crimes, should be killed or their cultivation should be abolished. They would never be tolerated.

Zhang Ye looked at the black vortex above his head. The strongest divine punishment was about to fall. He had little time. He took out the five-element magic weapon he had made yesterday: "If you make mistakes, you will be punished. If you have merit, you will be rewarded. Fellow Taoists, you have merit in pacifying the Xiuzhen Continent. Afterwards, The Demon Lord, the Demon Saint, and the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas will discuss their merits and reward them."

"But before that, I would like to commend the following sects in particular!"

"The Changsheng Sect, refining elixirs for the Feishengtai camp, has made outstanding contributions, and is rewarded with a Taoist artifact, the green wood cane, and is stationed in the east!"

The green wood cane, one of the Five Elements Magic Weapons, flew into the hands of the Immortal Ancestor, and in the process of flying, it became a Taoist tool.

Whether it is the decree of heaven and earth, or Zhang Ye's words, the Changsheng Sect has mastered the new domain-controlling Taoist weapon, which is destined to become the future overlord of the Eastern Region and the envy of others.

The Immortal Ancestor was very excited, and at the same time he felt happy that he was on the right side from the beginning.

"Thank you, Master Zhang!" The longevity ancestor and his disciples saluted in unison.

Zhang Ye nodded slightly, and among the five elements of magic weapons, the golden sword fell into Zhang Ye's hand again: "The Demon Sect has contributed to the pacification of the Xiuzhen Continent, and the Taoist artifact, the immortal golden sword, is stationed in the Western Region!"

As the leader of the Demon Cult, Han Ling'er immediately stood up and said, "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

The two elders of the Demon Sect, Xuanyou and Xuanming, were excited and a little bit sad. Who would have expected that the little blacksmith in Lingtai Town could divide the world with just one person's words!

Zhang Ye rewarded them for their merits, and handed over the Taoist artifacts True Fire Gourd and Water Purification Bottle to a sect in the Southern and Northern Territories respectively, as Taoist artifacts for the two regions.

Zhang Ye held the last Five Elements magic weapon in his hand, a pocket version of mountains and rivers. The monks guessed that this would be used as a domain-suppressing artifact in the Central Region. However, the monks did not know who would control this domain-suppressing Dao artifact. Now, all forces are either eager or flirtatious, hoping to be chosen by Master Zhang.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything. The mountain in his hand grew in the wind and turned into a fairy mountain. Zhang Ye threw it towards the middle realm. With a bang, the fairy mountain fell into the core of the middle realm. The whole world of cultivation trembled. Zhang Ye Then he said: "The Taoist weapon is thick and earthy, and it is located in the immortal mountain. It is in the middle region and brings blessings to all directions."

"Lingtai Sect, I order you to guard the Immortal Mountain for ten thousand years, are you willing?"

When Master Zhang asked Lingtai Sect to guard the Immortal Mountain, he did not mean to grant it, but in fact it was no different from controlling it.

All the monks in the audience showed bitterness. Lingtai Sect was only a second-rate sect. Although they participated in the whole battle between the two armies, the role of a second-rate sect was not conspicuous.

But no one dared to object. Everyone knew the origin of the Lingtai Sect and Master Zhang, and arranging the Lingtai Sect to guard the Immortal Mountain had already given everyone enough face.

Li Rulong, the great elder of the Lingtai Sect, with tears in his eyes, guarded the Immortal Mountain with thick Taoist tools. In just a few hundred years, let alone ten thousand years, the Lingtai Sect will surely become a super sect that aspires to dominate the world.

The great elder did not dare to refuse, but he also led his disciples to pay homage: "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

A jade token flew out of Zhang Ye's hand and fell into the hands of the great elder. Their cultivation was insufficient, but with the jade token, they could completely control the thick earth fairy mountain and exert the power of the Taoist weapon to intimidate Xiaoxiao.

The world's order has been re-established. Zhang Ye has no regrets. He glanced at the black whirlpool in the sky again and warned: "The ascension platform is shared by all races in the Cultivation Continent, humans, beasts, monsters, demons, sea races... as long as you reach the peak of Mahayana... , you can survive the tribulation and ascend to heaven. Anyone who dares to occupy and embezzle it will be attacked by the whole world!"

Zhang Ye's words were so murderous that the monks fell to their knees with tears in their eyes: "I will obey Master Zhang's order!"

Why do the monks have tears in their eyes? Because Zhang Ye, the man who carried the continent of cultivation, was about to bear the strongest divine punishment and narrowly escaped death.

But when he faced heaven's punishment, he didn't say a word about his own death. Instead, he was worried about the layout of the five domains and the ascension platform.

In the past, many people have more or less scolded Zhang Ye behind his back for being greedy, stingy, iron-rooster, making war fortune, and despicable... But those who scolded him the most before were crying the most painfully at this moment.

Zhang Ye glanced at Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang wistfully, with a smile on his lips.

The natural punishment fell suddenly, Zhang Ye did not explode into blood mist like the previous two times, he still had a faint smile on his mouth, and his face was even a little rosy, but he fell straight down, his energy was cut off.

"Master Zhang..." With tears in their eyes, the monks caught Zhang Ye...

The moment Zhang Ye died, he understood why the third level of heavenly punishment was the most powerful one. The aura of death enveloped his whole body and lasted endlessly. Even if Zhang Ye used the chance of resurrection, he died again just after he came back to life.

In other words, the resurrection of the forging system cannot dispel the power of divine punishment.

Zhang Ye has exhausted all the resurrection opportunities. In fact, he also wants to resurrect after a while. However, after death, the time for the consciousness to remain is limited, and the forging system will count down. If he does not use the resurrection opportunities within the countdown time limit, he will be completely destroyed. die.

Unfortunately, even after using all the chances of resurrection, Zhang Ye's consciousness only retained a few more breaths, and it was of no use except to hear a few more people's cries.

Zhang Ye sighed in his heart, if he died, would he go to the underworld? But I heard that people who suffer death as punishment from heaven have no souls.

After thinking about some random things, Zhang Ye's consciousness fell completely silent.

…

Somehow, Zhang Ye suddenly regained consciousness. At the moment of complete annihilation, he felt the heat in his palms, so he regained consciousness.

Zhang Ye now is like a person locked in a small dark room. Because his body is dead but his consciousness is still alive, his consciousness is locked in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Ye quickly looked at the heated palms. The word "Tao" given to him by Zulong exuded fiery light. Was it Zulong who maintained his consciousness?

Zhang Ye inexplicably remembered Zu Long's words: "The great road is as ruthless and fierce as the sea, but a strong heart can make a boat."

At this moment, Zhang Ye seemed to understand something, but there was always a layer of veil between him. Zhang Ye thought hard and couldn't get it, but his consciousness became stronger and stronger.

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In Cultivation Continent, the news of Zhang Ye's death spread throughout the five regions, and everyone's hearts were filled with a layer of sadness.

Someone suggested that a five-domain funeral be held for Master Zhang. This is the highest respect that can only be enjoyed by the deceased who has made the most contributions in the world of cultivation.

But Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang refused. They took Zhang Ye's body and disappeared from the public view, because they stubbornly believed that Zhang Ye would come back to life, just like he had been resurrected countless times before.

The monks sighed, but there was no other way. They only hoped that the Cultivation Continent could adapt to the life without Master Zhang as soon as possible. After all, when people are alive, they have to look forward.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

The Cultivation Continent has recovered from the pain of the war and restored normal order. The ascension that should be promoted and the cultivation that should be practiced are prosperous.

In a landscape courtyard with birds singing and flowers fragrant, Zhang Ye was lying on a bed lifeless. Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang looked at him with tears in their eyes.

Three years have passed since the battle on the Ascension Platform, and Zhang Ye has also been dead for three years. The two women hid Zhang Ye's body in this other courtyard, and talked to Zhang Ye from time to time. It seemed a little intrusive, but in fact it was not.

Logically speaking, if a person has been dead for three years, his body should have decayed long ago, but Zhang Ye showed no signs of decay.

Secondly, Zhang Ye's cultivation level will improve. When it is fast, it will increase by two levels a month. When it is slow, it will increase by one level every two months.

Three years later, Zhang Ye's cultivation has become unfathomable and unbelievable.

Therefore, at the beginning, Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang hid Zhang Ye's body because of their obsession. But after such a change, they became more and more convinced that Zhang Ye would be resurrected sooner or later. It was only a matter of time.

Otherwise, how to explain the incorruptibility of the corpse and the improvement of cultivation?

"Dad, you're such a lazy idiot. You've been sleeping for almost three years and you still don't know if you've woken up?" Hua'er was almost nine years old and would come over from the demon world to see Zhang Ye from time to time.

Zhang Ye's consciousness hidden deep in the sea of ​​consciousness also felt a pain in his heart. In the past few years, he could feel all the changes and sounds outside, but he just couldn't wake up.

In the past three years, Zhang Ye has continued to comprehend the word "Tao" of Zulong, making his soul more powerful and constantly exorcising the power of divine punishment. Of course, he has not been idle in the past three years, drawing draws on time every month, so he There is a strange scene where the physical body is dead, but the cultivation level is increasing.

As time passed, Zhang Ye became anxious. Not only did he feel sorry for Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang, but Su Jin's three-year period was coming soon. He really couldn't sleep anymore and had to wake up as soon as possible to ascend to the fairy world.

Zhang Ye studied the word "Tao" of Zu Long day and night. On this day, Han Ling'er and Murong Hongzhuang came to see Zhang Ye again.

Murong Hongzhuang grabbed Zhang Ye's hand and said, "Zhang Ye, if you wake up, I will promise you everything, okay?"

"What, is it okay for two women to serve one husband together?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Murong Hongzhuang's face turned red: "As long as you can wake up, it's not impossible..."

At this point, Murong Hongzhuang's expression froze and she quickly looked at Zhang Ye, only to see Zhang Ye opening his eyes and looking at her with a smile.

Murong Hongzhuang opened her small mouth and was speechless for a long time. She stuttered and said: "Zhang Ye...you..."

Immediately, Murong Hongzhuang shouted outside: "Sister Ling'er, come quickly!"

Like a soft cloud, Han Ling'er entered the monastery. The moment she saw Zhang Ye, her eyes were red, and her tears were like broken beads.

The second daughter couldn't say anything and threw herself on Zhang Ye, crying like a child.

Zhang Ye was able to wake up mainly because he finally understood the word Dao and dispelled the power of divine punishment. Just as Zu Long said: "The Dao is ruthless and fierce like the sea, but the heart is strong enough to make a boat." From now on. , as long as Zhang Ye is not completely destroyed, he can't die even if he wants to.

Although this is not the inheritance of Zulong, it is still a very high state, and the Taoist heart will last forever!

Zhang Ye lay in bed for three years, but he knew the two women's thoughts. When the love reached the depths, Zhang Ye put his arms around the two women's waists and carried them to the bed.

The two women exclaimed and wanted to struggle, but found that they were held by Zhang Ye and could not use any strength at all.

Zhang Ye is a person who holds grudges. He said that when he has cultivated enough, he must take revenge. Now, it is just right.

The two girls were so frightened that their beauty turned pale. Murong Hongzhuang thought of something and shouted repeatedly: "Zhang Ye, Hua'er is here."

Painting? Zhang Ye turned his head, Hua'er was now a nine-year-old girl, standing there pretty in a little red dress, as pretty as her mother.

"Dad, I didn't see anything, you continue!" Hua'er covered her eyes with her pink hands, really thinking that Zhang Ye didn't see her peeking through her fingers.

Zhang Ye stopped talking and waved: "Hua'er, come here and give dad a hug. You miss me so much."

"Dad, I am your daughter!" Hua'er took two steps back with fear on her face.

Zhang Ye felt that the sky was thundering, so he must pay attention to his image in front of his children.