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Chapter 25 Origin Book
Zhangjiashi Village.
"A sage!!!"
"Thank you so much, immortal, for saving my life!"
"If it weren't for the immortals, we would likely be doomed today!"
The simple and honest villagers of Shizhai knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Feng to express their gratitude.
"There's no need for that, everyone. Please get up. I'm not some immortal, just a wandering cultivator passing by," Qin Feng waved his hand.
"An immortal..."
The elderly man, known to everyone as Grandpa Zhang, stepped forward shakily with the help of his family.
Qin Feng raised his hand to stop him from kneeling, and the group sat down at the stone table.
"We are so grateful to the immortal for passing by today and saving us, the old folks of Shizhai. However, this has also brought trouble to you, the immortal. The Nanming Cult has been entrenched here for a long time and has many bandits under its command. After today, they will probably come again. We will have no choice but to move away. Immortal, you should also leave soon." Old Zhang sighed.
Many people in Shizhai were silently sobbing and wiping away tears.
Relocating from the stone village where their ancestors had lived for generations was a difficult decision for them, but they had to leave whether they wanted to or not, in order to survive.
"Old man, there's no need to worry about me. I already know something about the Southern Ming Cult, so it's not a problem. If you trust me, give me a day, and I will eradicate this cancer," Qin Feng said solemnly.
Although he came here for the Zhang family's ancestral book, as a model youth raised under the red flag, he should naturally draw his sword to help those in need within his power.
From the memories of the bearded bandit, Qin Feng had a general understanding of the whole incident.
While the Northern Region is rich in Originium, it has also bred countless bandit forces that commit evil deeds, bully and threaten villagers to help them find Originium.
The bandits were often supported by sects of practitioners, and the force that ravaged this region in this era was the Southern Ming Cult.
Dozens of villages, including Zhangjiashizhai, suffered under the influence of the Southern Ming Cult for decades.
Zhang Qishan, the current generation of the Zhang family descendant, is a remarkable figure, possessing a talent for cultivation.
He was already a cultivator of the Other Shore before the age of thirty, and he was also quite accomplished in source techniques.
Because the bandits under the Southern Ming Cult were pressing closer and closer, Zhang Qishan could no longer tolerate it and finally devised a plan to kill the Southern Ming Cult.
He used the divine source as bait to lure the main force of the Southern Ming Cult to attack Zishan, intending to use the Zishan trap to annihilate it in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, in the end, they fell short by a hair's breadth and failed at the last hurdle.
The leader of the Southern Ming Cult was only a cultivator at the Fourth Extreme Realm, so it was impossible for him to escape from the killing trap.
However, he possessed a "treasure," and it was with this treasure that he managed to escape with great difficulty.
From the memories of the bearded bandit, Qin Feng saw the complete picture of the "treasure" and recognized it.
Get away from the stove!!!
The weapon used by Emperor Hengyu in his youth was lost to the world due to some accidents.
Six thousand years later, Ye Fan obtained this treasure after destroying the Li Huo Sect, and also imprisoned a group of holy sons and daughters.
Qin Feng never expected to encounter this, so even if it wasn't for Shizhai, he still had to visit the Nanming Sect.
Now that we've encountered it, this furnace should be put to his use.
Just as Qin Feng was pondering this, the people of Shizhai, led by Grandpa Zhang, knelt down again in unison.
"Immortal... Is this true?" Grandpa Zhang's cloudy eyes gleamed with excitement.
They had been oppressed by the Southern Ming Cult for far too long; countless young girls in the village had been...
"Please wait patiently for good news!"
Qin Feng cupped his hands in greeting, stood up, and took a step, his figure disappearing with each step.
"Oh, immortals~"
All the villagers of Shizhai worshiped with utmost devotion.
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The distance between the Southern Ming Cult and Zhangjiashi Village is not close.
Even though Qin Feng used the Tianxuan Step technique until it was smoking, it still took him several hours.
By the time they arrived, it was already evening.
Qin Feng was still thinking about what position would look cool when he suddenly smelled a strong, metallic scent of blood in the air.
Something is wrong!
Qin Feng immediately wrapped himself in the Feather Banner, concealed all his aura, and carefully sneaked in through the mountain gate.
The scene that came into view caused Qin Feng's pupils to shrink involuntarily.
Starting from the mountain gate of the Southern Ming Cult, the entire sect was stained with blood, with one person dying every ten steps.
Everywhere were the gruesome and terrifying corpses of the Southern Ming Cult cultivators, some of whom bore the marks of being gnawed by some kind of creature.
Qin Feng carefully made his way forward and finally arrived at the Southern Ming Sect Master's Hall.
In the memory of the bearded bandit, the leader of the Southern Ming cult was impaled by a rusty spear and died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
His face was filled with extreme terror, as if he had seen something horrifying before he died.
Qin Feng quietly extended his divine sense and quickly discovered the Fire Divine Furnace that had been beaten to a pulp.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng found the Southern Ming Cult's storeroom, where neatly stacked Three Sources were stored.
There's no need to hesitate, just take it!
"what?"
Soon after, Qin Feng's divine sense detected a faint glimmer of life.
He quickly stepped forward using the Heavenly Pivot Step and found a blood-red humanoid figure on the verge of death in the herb field, with many herbs scattered around it.
"Could it be that some other cultivator, like me, saw injustice and came to my aid?" The more Qin Feng thought about it, the more likely this seemed.
The fact that Zhangjia Stone Village still exists after 6,000 years proves that they were not destroyed in this turmoil.
"Fortunately, that chivalrous man didn't know much about the treasure and left it behind."
Thinking of the Fire-Separating Divine Furnace he was about to obtain, Qin Feng felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
"Right, saving lives is the priority right now."
Qin Feng took out the jade bottle and fed the divine spring water inside to the blood-covered man in the medicine field, then sprinkled it on his wounds as well.
If nothing unexpected happens, this blood-soaked figure is none other than Zhang Qishan, the youngest son of Grandpa Zhang.
The Southern Ming Cult probably wanted to continue torturing him and didn't want him to die too quickly, which is why they didn't break through his sea of suffering.
That is why, even after suffering all kinds of torture, he was still alive, with divine power gushing from his life spring, keeping him alive.
The effects of the sacred spring in the desolate forbidden land were immediate. After a few sips, Zhang Qishan's vitality noticeably increased, and his heartbeat became stronger.
Not long after, Zhang Qishan regained consciousness. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around blankly.
"Don't worry, you're not dead. I'm here to find you on behalf of Uncle Zhang!" Qin Feng said.
"Father..." Zhang Qishan's consciousness returned slightly, and an anxious look appeared on his face.
Swish!
He mobilized his remaining divine power and retrieved a book that shone with silver light from the Sea of Bitterness.
"My benefactor, I'm afraid I'm not going to make it. Please take this book back to Shizhai."
After saying this, Zhang Qishan rolled his eyes and fainted again. His injuries were too severe, and he should not be able to move at all.
The Origin Book that he had been longing for was right in front of him, but Qin Feng did not rush to take it. Instead, he used the Divine Spring to baptize Zhang Qishan once again.
Only after confirming that he was alive and his life force was growing stronger did Qin Feng pick up the Source Book that had fallen to the side.
Turn it over.
Rays of silver light shot out, shimmering and sparkling like diamonds.
Among them, each ancient character shines like a star, gleaming brightly.
This is indeed a treasure. Putting aside its contents, the material itself is rare and indestructible.
The opening statement clearly states that this is not only a sacred book for tracing the origins of things, but also an explanation of the relationship between heaven, earth, and humanity. By tracing the origins, one can approach the Dao, and the ultimate goal is to achieve harmony between heaven and humanity.
"Looking up, one observes the celestial phenomena; looking down, one observes the patterns of the earth; observe the markings of birds and beasts, and the suitability of the land... Inner energy arises, outer energy takes shape, and inner and outer interact..."
Qin Feng flipped through the pages repeatedly, feeling as if he were reading a book from heaven, which gave him a huge headache.
The Book of Origin does not discuss cultivation methods, but it is close to the Daoist teachings, covering a wide range of topics, emphasizing the examination of mountain and river formations, the structure of landforms, and changes in celestial phenomena.
It involves Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and even the theory of the interaction between humanity and nature, which is mysterious, profound, and difficult to understand.
No wonder that only five Source Masters have emerged throughout history.
Six thousand years later, Ye Fan was able to quickly master the Origin Heaven Book only by having the Bodhi Seed, a divine artifact for enlightenment.
Without the Bodhi Seed in his possession, Qin Feng could only rely on time to slowly work his way up.
Qin Feng quickly flipped through the entire Origin Heaven Book, including the Yaochi Western Emperor Scripture Introduction at the end.
"Upload!"
Qin Feng's heart stirred.
In the chat group.
【Ding】
The group owner, Qin Feng, uploaded the Origin Book.
Almost simultaneously.
[Wang Xuan: Brothers, log in.]
Wang Xuan shared a link to an interior location.
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