Chapter 70 Zhang Yuan practices magic
After Zhang Yuan had eaten his fill, he patted his stomach contentedly, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. He turned to look at Bi Yao and said seriously, “Bi Yao, I would like you to teach me a set of magic skills.”

Upon hearing this, Bi Yao showed a look of surprise on her face. She widened her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuan in disbelief: “What? You want to practice magic skills? You are a disciple of Qingyun Sect, the leader of the righteous sect!”

Zhang Yuan sighed softly, with a complicated look in his eyes: “I know this request is very abrupt, but I have my own difficulties. Although Qingyun Sect is the leader of the righteous path, it is not a monolithic organization. In recent years, there have been constant disputes within Qingyun Sect. Many elders and disciples have begun to pursue powerful strength, and even practiced some unconventional skills. As a disciple of Qingyun Sect, I naturally cannot sit idly by.”

Bi Yao frowned and said with some concern: “But the magic skills are extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will go astray. As a disciple of the righteous path, if you practice the magic skills and are discovered by other righteous people, you will face endless pursuit and scorn.”

Zhang Yuan shook his head firmly: “I have considered all these. But I believe that there is no good or evil in the techniques themselves. The key lies in the practitioner’s character. As long as I have justice in my heart, what does it matter if I practice the magic techniques? Moreover, I have the confidence that I can control this power and use it to protect Qingyun Sect and everything I cherish.”

There was one more thing Zhang Yuan didn’t say to Bi Yao.

Zhang Yuan possesses an incredible talent for comprehension.

No matter what he practices, he can learn it without a teacher, easily master the levels, and apply what he has learned. Just practicing the righteous way of cultivation is no longer enough for him, so he set his sights on the magic way of cultivation that Bi Yao is in.

Bi Yao looked at Zhang Yuan’s determined and complex eyes, and her heart could not help but ripple. She knew very well that Zhang Yuan’s decision was not impulsive, but was carefully considered. Although she was worried about Zhang Yuan’s future, she was also moved by his determination to do everything for Qingyun Sect and justice.

“Zhang Yuan, since you have made up your mind, I will not say any more.” Bi Yao took a deep breath and her eyes became firm. “I will teach you the most advanced magic skills I know – ‘Shadow Holy Scripture’. But you must remember that this set of skills is extremely powerful and extremely dangerous. When practicing, you must keep your mind pure and must not be confused by power.”

Zhang Yuan heard this, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Bi Yao was taking a huge risk, because if he was discovered by the righteous people to be practicing the magic technique, it would not only bring disaster to himself, but also implicate Bi Yao.

“Biyao, thank you. I, Zhang Yuan, will never forget your kindness.” Zhang Yuan solemnly thanked Biyao, his tone full of sincerity and gratitude.

Next, Biyao began to teach Zhang Yuan the practice method of the “Shadow Scripture”. She explained and demonstrated at the same time, explaining every detail in great detail, fearing that Zhang Yuan would miss anything.

Zhang Yuan listened attentively, afraid to miss any word. He listened and memorized it silently in his heart, ready to practice well after returning. At the same time, he was secretly glad that he had a natural talent for understanding, which made him full of confidence in practicing the magic technique.

After teaching the exercises, Bi Yao looked at Zhang Yuan, her eyes full of expectation and worry: “Zhang Yuan, you must practice carefully. Remember, a pure mind is the key to practice. If you feel any discomfort or abnormality, you must stop practicing immediately and come to me for consultation.”

Zhang Yuan nodded, his eyes flashing with determination: “Don’t worry, Biyao. I will be careful. Moreover, I believe that as long as I have justice in my heart, I will be able to control this power.”

After saying that, Zhang Yuan began to practice the “Shadow Scripture”.

He followed the method taught by Bi Yao and guided the flow of spiritual energy in his body step by step. As his practice deepened, he gradually felt the power and uniqueness of the magic technique.

At first, everything seemed to be no different from his previous practice of the righteous arts, but as his practice progressed, Zhang Yuan gradually felt the difference between the evil arts.

The practice of “Shadow Codex” focuses on the control and integration of shadow power.

Zhang Yuan felt a cold and deep power coming from all directions, as if it was going to swallow up his entire soul. He was startled, but soon calmed down, recalling Bi Yao’s advice: “Only when your heart is pure and you are free and unrestrained can you control it.”

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his mind calm and focus on guiding this power. As he guided it, the cold power gradually became docile and began to flow slowly along the meridians in his body.

He could clearly feel that this power was intertwining and merging with his spiritual power to form a new and more powerful force.

However, the process of cultivation is not always smooth.

When this force flowed through his Dantian, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if something was tearing his internal organs. He clenched his teeth, and beads of sweat kept sliding down his forehead, but he never gave up and continued to guide this force firmly.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind, which was his understanding of a key point in the “Shadow Codex”. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. It turned out that the reason why this power was so painful was because it was deeply integrated with his Dantian. As long as he could get through it, he would get a huge promotion.

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated again, putting all his energy into cultivation. This time, he guided the power more carefully, trying to keep it in balance with his spiritual power. As time went on, the pain gradually subsided, and the power became more and more docile, as if it had become a part of his body.

As this power merged, Zhang Yuan felt that his strength had been improved unprecedentedly. He stood up and punched, and saw the wind from his fist whistling, bringing with it gusts of wind, blowing the fluorescent stones in the cave swaying. He was overjoyed, knowing that he had successfully mastered the first level of the “Shadow Holy Book”.

After Zhang Yuan completed his training, he slowly opened his eyes.

Bi Yao sensed the terrifying demonic aura coming from Zhang Yuan and was shocked. She had never thought that someone could successfully practice the Shadow Scripture after practicing together just once.

Even if this cannot be said to be unprecedented, it can definitely be said to be unprecedented.

Even in the Holy Demonic Sect, such a genius has never appeared before.

There was a tremor of disbelief in Bi Yao’s voice. She took a few steps to Zhang Yuan, her eyes fixed on him, as if she wanted to see through him.

“Zhang Yuan, how…how did you cultivate to the first level so quickly?” she asked again, with surprise and a hint of unbelievable joy in her tone.

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, stood up, stretched his muscles, and felt the new strength in his body. He looked at Bi Yao, his eyes shining with confidence: “Maybe it’s because I am gifted, plus your careful teaching, I have a deeper understanding of the ‘Shadow Scripture’.”

Upon hearing this, Bi Yao’s lips curled up slightly, but then she frowned again: “Talent is important, but the magic skills are extremely dangerous. You must not take it lightly. You must be more cautious in your future training.”

Zhang Yuan nodded, his expression becoming serious: “Don’t worry!”…

Zhang Yuan and Bi Yao looked at each other for a moment, their eyes full of expectations for the future and trust in each other. Finally, it was time to say goodbye. Bi Yao bit her lips gently, as if she had a thousand words to say, but in the end she only said one sentence: “Zhang Yuan, take care. Remember, no matter when and where, I will wait for you in the Ghost King Sect.”

Zhang Yuan nodded heavily, with a determined light flashing in his eyes: “Biyao, you have to be careful too. When I have mastered my training, I will definitely come to find you.” After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the direction of Qingyun Sect. Every step seemed so firm and powerful.

Bi Yao stood where she was, watching Zhang Yuan’s back going further and further away. Only when he completely disappeared from her sight did she turn around, transforming into a black shadow and quickly rushing towards the direction of the Ghost King Sect.

Zhang Yuan was extremely anxious along the way, but he did not dare to relax at all. He knew that although the magic skills were powerful, the path of cultivation was also more dangerous. In order to improve his strength as quickly as possible, he had to practice every minute.

at the same time…

After escaping from the Abyss of the Dead, Bi Yao returned to the Demon Cult’s base and fell into the arms of a middle-aged man nearby.

“Father.”

Bi Yao called softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. Upon hearing this, Wanrenwang paused, turned around, and a hint of surprise and relief flashed in his eyes.

“Yao’er, did you finally escape? I thought you were still trapped in the Bleeding Cave and was about to send someone to rescue you.”

There was some blame in Wanrenwang’s tone, but more of it was doting.

“Met an interesting guy…”

“My name is Zhang Yuan.”

“It was Zhang Yuan who led his daughter to escape.”

Biyao lowered her head, her voice slightly shy.

Wanrenwang listened to Biyao’s words, with a hint of curiosity and admiration in his eyes. He gently patted Biyao’s shoulder and said softly: “Zhang Yuan? I seem to have heard of this name, but I didn’t expect that he has such ability to help you escape from the Dead Abyss. Yao’er, tell me in detail, who exactly is this Zhang Yuan?”

Bi Yao raised her head, with a strange light flashing in her eyes. She slowly recounted every detail of her encounter with Zhang Yuan, from the initial coincidence, to the subsequent fighting side by side, to Zhang Yuan’s amazing talent for cultivation. Every detail was vivid in her mind, as if it had happened yesterday.

“Father, you don’t know that Zhang Yuan not only has an astonishingly fast cultivation speed, but also has a pure heart. Even though he is a righteous person, he has never despised the evil path. I think he may be the key figure we have been looking for, who can break the boundary between good and evil and lead the world into a new future.” Bi Yao’s words were full of admiration and expectation for Zhang Yuan.

Wanrenwang frowned slightly when he heard this and fell into deep thought. He knew that the hatred between the Demon Cult and the Righteous Path was deep-rooted, and it was not easy to break this boundary. But looking at Biyao’s determined and hopeful eyes, he couldn’t help but feel moved. Perhaps, this Zhang Yuan could really be the key to changing the fate of the Demon Cult.

“Yao’er, you have always had a good vision, but this matter is of no trivial importance and we need to act with caution. However, since Zhang Yuan has done you a favor, we in the Demon Sect naturally cannot be ungrateful. I will personally inquire about Zhang Yuan’s news to see if he is really as good as you said.” Wanrenwang finally spoke after hesitating for a moment.

Bi Yao was delighted when she heard this. She knew that her father had tacitly agreed with her idea and had become interested in Zhang Yuan. She nodded quickly to show that she agreed with her father’s approach.

One day, Zhang Yuan arrived at a small town. It was getting late and he felt a little tired, so he decided to rest for a night in a tavern in the town.

The tavern was brightly lit and bustling with people. Zhang Yuan found a seat by the window and ordered a few side dishes and a pot of wine. While tasting the food, he quietly observed the people in the tavern.

At this time, a scholar in a green shirt and holding a folding fan slowly walked into the tavern. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a transcendent temperament between his eyebrows. This man was Wan Ren Wang, a well-known scholar in the martial arts world, and also a hidden master.

Wanwan looked around the tavern and finally fixed his eyes on Zhang Yuan. He walked to Zhang Yuan’s table with a smile and gently patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder: “Brother, can we share a table?”

Zhang Yuan looked up and saw Wan Wan Wang smiling, with a friendly and curious look in his eyes. He nodded and motioned for Wan Wan Wang to sit down.

After Wanren sat down, he poured himself a glass of wine and said, “Brother, you have an extraordinary temperament, you must be someone who is not ordinary. Could you tell me your name?”

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said, “I am Zhang Yuan, but a nobody. But you are so impressive, you must be a famous figure in the martial arts world, right?”

Wanrenwang laughed and said, “Brother Zhang, you are too kind. I am Wanrenwang, just an idler. However, I see a faint demonic aura in Brother Zhang. Could it be that you have practiced some kind of demonic technique?”

Zhang Yuan was shocked when he heard this. He didn’t expect Wan Renwang to see through his true colors at a glance. But he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: “Brother Wan is indeed a sharp-eyed person. Yes, I did practice some magic skills. However, the purpose of my practice is to protect the people I love, not to do evil.”

Wanren nodded and said, “It is rare for Brother Zhang to have such an awareness. Although the magic skills are powerful, the key to cultivation is a pure heart. Brother Zhang, remember, don’t let the magic skills lose your true nature.”

Zhang Yuan nodded solemnly and said, “Brother Wan is absolutely right. I will always remind myself to stay true to my original aspiration.”

The two chatted for a while, from their cultivation experiences to interesting stories in the martial arts world, and they had a great time talking. It was not until late at night when the people in the tavern gradually dispersed that the two said goodbye to each other.

(End of this chapter)