251: Guiyuan Technique

Soon, a group of Cultivators in the Yang Spirit Realm took their seats in order.

During this time, there were Cultivators dissatisfied with their seating who came forward to duel, but these were ultimately minor skirmishes. There was not a single person who could defeat an opponent in one move, like Gu Changsheng had just done.

At this moment, Gu Changsheng sat down steadily, outwardly sipping spiritual tea in small sips, but secretly sketching a portrait.

The opportunity to gather more than half of the Yang Spirits in the Eastern Domain was rare.

After a long while.

"Since all fellow Daoists have joined the conference, let the Pan Tao Conference officially begin," the East Queen Mother said, shaking her peach wood staff. Outside the hall, graceful maidservants entered, each holding a jade tray. On it lay a fruit adorned with dew and radiating Dao 韵.

It was precisely the pan tao tree that only ripened every three thousand years.

A rich fragrance permeated the air, immediately making many Cultivators feel refreshed, their faces filled with joy.

"As expected of the pan tao tree that can only be harvested every three thousand years. Just by smelling it, the accumulated pollution on this old man's body has weakened by several points.

What would happen if I ate it?" an old man with white hair and beard, and bulging bronze muscles, laughed.

"Haha, what Elder Tong said is very true.

Thanks to the Queen Mother's generous love, the number of Yang Spirits in our Eastern Domain surpasses that of the other domains.

"In that case, our Human Race Sect in the Southern Wilderness has also benefited greatly, haha..."

'pan tao tree...' Gu Changsheng looked at the pan tao tree placed on the table, his eyes burning with fervor. A purple light flashed across his eyes, revealing the vibrant spiritual essence within the pan tao tree, with wisps of Immortal Spiritual Energy freely wandering.

At its core, a circle of milky-white energy was nestled.

That was the source that alleviated the spiritual pollution of the Yang Spirits present.

His gaze swept over, and he saw that the pan tao tree in Sword Ancestor's hands was a circle larger than his own, and the Immortal Spiritual Energy was even more abundant.

'Three types of seating correspond to Medium Grade, and lower-grade pan tao tree. I wonder what the taste of a top-grade pan tao tree is like?'

Gu Changsheng thought to himself.

According to Sword Ancestor's speculation, the top-grade pan tao tree likely had the effect of extending life.

Otherwise, the East Queen Mother could not be the most senior Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit in the Eastern Domain.

Seven Tribulation Yang Spirits like Sword Ancestor and Yuan Mie were Juniors in front of her.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and his gaze swept over the pan tao tree in the tray.

The pan tao tree contained a pit. If it were planted and cultivated... Wait, such a rare treasure of heaven and earth must be extremely difficult to cultivate, otherwise, apart from the East Queen Mother, no other pan tao tree's existence has ever been heard of.

The unrestricted pit was the best proof.

However, with the East Queen Mother, who nurtured this tree, right before him, why worry about not having a method?

'East Queen Mother... the Human Race's most skilled in nurturing spiritual plants... let me explore your secret art...'

Gu Changsheng dipped a bit of tea and secretly sketched lines on the table.

After a few breaths, his eyes widened, and boundless memories surged into his mind like a tide.

In the center of a boundless sea of flowers, a towering figure sat cross-legged, and beside him lay a sleeping flower Fairy in a yellow dress.

Her long eyelashes were adorned with a dewdrop, and her face was serene and lovely. With her breathing, the entire sea of flowers pulsed in rhythm, presenting a harmonious balance.

After a long while, as the purple sun rose, she blinked her eyes and slowly awoke. Her spine trembled, and transparent wings sprouted from her back. She immediately flew through the sea of flowers, collecting nectar everywhere to brew into syrup, or weaving flower wreaths to wear on her head.

Until one day... the towering figure stroked her head, and despite the flower Fairy's weeping, his figure vanished into the depths of the Void Realm.

Countless years later, the flower Fairy gradually grew up. The peach trees cultivated in her grotto-heaven stood tall amidst the clouds, and her cultivation also rose accordingly.

Through wind and rain, years passed.

Her black hair was streaked with gray, her soft waist gradually stooped, and the former flower Fairy slowly transformed into a hunched old woman.

But her state of mind was as resilient as a stone platform.

She only occasionally thought of that towering figure.

Boom—

The memory screen shattered and dissipated like mist.

A secret art Divine Ability appeared on the panel—[Guiyuan Technique (Wood)]

'Guiyuan Technique... Wood... capable of converging all wood-elemental Divine Abilities in the world into one... So that's it, no wonder the East Queen Mother's cultivation methods are ranked first in the world.'

Gu Changsheng's lips curved into an arc.

Over the past thousand years, the Divine Abilities and secret arts he had obtained through sketching were immense.

Among them, his wood-attribute Divine Abilities, though not intentionally collected, far surpassed those of ordinary Cultivators in the Yang Spirit Realm.

Moreover, judging from the 'Wood' after Guiyuan Technique, this secret art might also have other Gui Yuan attributes, just like the five attributes of the Five Viscera Method.

'This secret art is truly extraordinary, its level is even higher than Sword Ancestor's Heart Sword.

Could it have been created by 'that person'?'

Gu Changsheng's thoughts churned.

In the memory screen, the towering figure's face was indistinct, but his aura was that of a genuine Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit.

According to Sword Ancestor, it should be the East Queen Mother's father—the Old Man in the Mountain.

'Eight Tribulation Yang Spirit... his methods are indeed inconceivable...'

'However, why did that person leave the Human Realm and not return for ten thousand years? That is puzzling... It seems that other Eight Tribulation Yang Spirits in the Human Realm have also not shown their faces for a long time.'

'Forget it... my cultivation is not enough... I cannot fathom the thoughts of such beings.'

...Inside the hall, although everyone coveted the pan tao tree, no one immediately enjoyed it.

According to the rules of previous sessions, although the pan tao tree was a gift, everyone present had to offer a wood-elemental Divine Ability secret art or a rare wood-elemental spiritual material.

Before setting off, Gu Changsheng had wondered about this rule, and now he finally understood the reasons behind it.

Suddenly, a munching sound came, and Sword Ancestor was seen holding a pan tao tree in one hand, chewing it heartily. Rich juice stained his beard, completely disregarding his demeanor.

"This peach tastes really good, much better than the Medium Grade pan tao tree from three thousand years ago."

"Haha, you brute Swordsman, you're quite impatient..." the East Queen Mother laughed.

As a Seven Tribulation Yang Spirit, Sword Ancestor naturally faced no opposition when doing something out of line.

In just a few breaths, a pan tao tree was consumed. Sword Ancestor wiped his mouth, his complexion becoming rosy, and his entire body felt as if it had been cleansed by pure Qi, becoming radiant.

"Since I've eaten the Queen Mother's peach, I might as well make a fool of myself.

A few years ago, I painstakingly comprehended a wood-elemental Divine Ability secret art."

Saying this, Sword Ancestor's expression became serious. With a wave of his large hand, Sword Qi permeated from his sleeve, and the brilliant Sword Qi gradually transformed into the shape of an Azure Dragon of Yi Wood, shooting towards the sky.

"This Divine Ability is named Azure Dragon Slashes the Moon. It is derived from the essence of Yi Wood, yet possesses the power of killing, combining healing and attack into one.

I invite everyone to appraise it."

Boom—

The Void Realm trembled, and the Azure Dragon soared across the sky. A rich essence of Yi Wood permeated, incredibly 肅殺. It brushed past the Zoubacao and Chuanshanmu, yet it made many spiritual materials seem as if they had taken a tonic, swaying in the wind and growing several points out of thin air.

At the same time, a ray of light shot out from the purple sun in the Void Realm, actually refining that Azure Dragon Sword Qi and condensing it into a Divine Ability seed, which was swallowed into the purple sun.

In the ethereal realm, the aura of the purple sun imperceptibly strengthened by a trace.

'The Dao Artifact rumored to be left behind by the Old Man in the Mountain—the Purple Cloud Brilliant Sun Ancient Disk...'

Gu Changsheng's heart trembled slightly.

Afterward, Yang Spirit Realm Cultivators successively came forward, either offering wood-elemental treasures or demonstrating wood-elemental Divine Abilities, all of which were swallowed by the purple sun and refined into sustenance.

Soon, it was Gu Changsheng's turn.

"Junior once accidentally obtained a secret art of the Senmu Clan. Now, it serves as my gratitude for the Queen Mother's gift of the peach."