410: The mortal swordsman travels the world!

Back then, the Tian Shen Temple dispatched Indra to infiltrate Cangnan City, intending to seize Shiva's Grudge.

To thwart his conspiracy, Yang Jian had no choice but to awaken early from Reincarnation, engaging in a life-or-death battle with Indra in his weakened state.

It was precisely because of that battle that the effect of the Mortal Divine Realm ended prematurely, and Cangnan, this City of Miracles, returned to its original appearance.

Yang Jian had never forgotten this debt.

Seeing the anger in Yang Jian's eyes, Celestial Worthy of the Way and Virtue instructed, "The situation is still unclear, you need to be cautious."

Yang Jian nodded, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the horizon.

Watching Yang Jian's disappearing figure, the two Heavenly Gods felt a bit emotional.

"Tell me, was it right or wrong for us to let Yang Jian go?" Celestial Worthy of the Way and Virtue murmured.

"Don't worry, in the unseen, there is always divine will," Celestial Worthy of the Primordial Beginning said.

Tongtian Jiaozhu gently stroked the Qingping Sword in his hand, and the entire Biyou Palace radiated with shimmering light, slowly ascending into the sky...

Ghost Country, by the Wangchuan River.

Shen Qingzhu looked a bit embarrassed.

"Wine?"

When he heard this word, he was stunned for a moment, even suspecting if his ears were playing tricks on him.

He had never heard that Senior Sword Saint drank wine before. For some reason, Shen Qingzhu felt that some kind of change had occurred in Zhou Ping.

It wasn't a change in Aura brought about by a Breakthrough into the God Realm, but rather a difference in his state of mind.

"Senior Sword Saint, I apologize, I didn't bring any wine," Shen Qingzhu said somewhat awkwardly.

"No matter!"

Zhou Ping didn't seem to mind. He sat up from the ground, waved his hand casually, and a Sword Qi rotated gently. Two bowls made of Sword Qi appeared in front of Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping made a gesture of invitation, signaling Shen Qingzhu to sit down.

Shen Qingzhu sat opposite Zhou Ping, and saw Zhou Ping wave his hand again, a clear stream flying from the Wangchuan River into the bowls.

Immediately after, at some unknown point, a few clusters of Bianhua flowers slowly drifted down from the air, floating in the wine bowls.

Within the bowls, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and the Wangchuan River water and Bianhua flowers slowly swirled with the Sword Qi. Unbeknownst to them, a scent of wine actually wafted from the bowls.

"Senior Sword Saint, you can actually brew wine?"

Zhou Ping's actions truly opened Shen Qingzhu's eyes.

"I know a little!"

Zhou Ping simply replied, then handed a bowl of wine to Shen Qingzhu.

"Taste it, how is it?"

Shen Qingzhu was also very curious about the taste of the wine Zhou Ping brewed, so he took it and took a sip.

After a sip of wine, Shen Qingzhu initially felt nothing unusual, but then a surge of warmth suddenly spread throughout his body from his chest.

Shen Qingzhu felt his body slightly heating up, and a heroic spirit of roaming the world with a sword, seeking swift retribution, constantly fermented within him.

Ten years to forge a sword, its frosty blade untried. Today I present it to you, who has an injustice?

Shen Qingzhu's eyes lit up. He was already a Divine Being, and there weren't many wines that could affect a Divine Being.

"Senior Sword Saint, this wine... has Qi!"

Shen Qingzhu thought for a long time before giving this evaluation.

Zhou Ping smiled slightly, "Since you're already drunk, it seems the wine is just right."

After speaking, a blue Sword Mark suddenly appeared in the sky above the Ghost Country.

Almost at the same time, a blue Sword Mark about an inch long also appeared between Zhou Ping's eyebrows. From a distance, it looked as if he had grown a third eye.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Sword Mark in the sky slowly disappeared, and the mark on Zhou Ping's forehead also vanished.

Zhou Ping drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and his entire Aura suddenly changed. His eyes held a restrained brilliance, but Shen Qingzhu, just by meeting his gaze, felt as if he was surrounded by countless Flying Swords, not daring to make any rash moves.

By the Wangchuan River, Zhou Ping's clothes fluttered in the breeze, and his demeanor exuded elegance.

Shen Qingzhu knew that Zhou Ping had succeeded.

"Congratulations, Senior Sword Saint, for breaking through the shackles and entering the God Realm. What is the name of the Law you have created?"

Shen Qingzhu could sense that this was a Law that had never appeared before. Since Zhou Ping comprehended this Law, it was naturally for him to name it.

Zhou Ping smiled slightly and said, "A life of chivalry and joy, I enter the Dao with the sword, so let's call it 'Red Dust Sword Immortal'!"

"Red Dust Sword Immortal?" Shen Qingzhu savored the name. "A good name. Congratulations, Senior Sword Saint, for pioneering a brand new Law for our Great Xia."

However, Zhou Ping shook his head and said,

"It's too early to congratulate. I am still a Mortal, and I'm afraid that as soon as I leave the Ghost Country, I will immediately begin to dissolve into the Dao."

As Zhou Ping said, although he now controlled the power of Law, within Song Zhong's Ghost Country, it could still help him conceal his heavenly secrets.

Once Zhou Ping was exposed to the current world, he would immediately be detected by the Great Dao. At that time, his body would be unable to contain the power of Law, and the only outcome would be to dissolve into the Dao.

However, at this moment, Shen Qingzhu smiled slightly and said,

"Senior Sword Saint, don't worry. Lord of the Nation has already prepared a method for you. However, Lord of the Nation said that this method is only an experiment, and whether to use it or not is still up to you to decide."

"Is it to replace divine blood?" Zhou Ping asked.

After Shen Qingzhu became a God, Zhou Ping once asked him how he resisted the crisis of dissolving into the Dao.

So Shen Qingzhu told him his situation: he first had his divine blood replaced, and then endured the suffering of body tempering in the Huasheng Pool to obtain a divine body.

With a divine body, one naturally wouldn't fear dissolving into the Dao.

Essentially, Shen Qingzhu's body had an inseparable connection with the former Wind God Xiu.

Shen Qingzhu's body was a clone of Wind God Xiu.

However, Zhou Ping was unwilling to take this path. If he replaced his divine body, his Lapis Lazuli Child's Heart would definitely be affected. At that time, would he still be himself?

As if seeing Zhou Ping's concern, Shen Qingzhu said with a smile,

"Of course not. Lord of the Nation has provided you with a new option."

"A new option?" A hint of curiosity appeared in Zhou Ping's eyes. "Tell me more specifically."

"Enfeoffment!" Shen Qingzhu's eyes suddenly became serious. "Accept the Ghost Country's enfeoffment. Lord of the Nation will use the Ghost Country's Luck to conceal your heavenly secrets. As long as the power of Law cannot find you, there will naturally be no risk of dissolving into the Dao."

Zhou Ping was stunned, then a hint of longing appeared in his eyes.

"Enfeoffing a God, Song Zhong truly has a grand scheme!"

At this moment, Shen Qingzhu suddenly said, "However, Lord of the Nation is also doing this for the first time, and the risk is still very great. Therefore, you need to make your own decision, Senior."

"I agree!" Zhou Ping agreed without even thinking.

He was already a believer of Song Zhong. If he wavered now, wouldn't it go against the original intention of the Lapis Lazuli Child's Heart?

"Regardless of success or failure, I, Zhou Ping, am willing to give it a try. However..." Zhou Ping suddenly asked, "I wonder what divine position Lord Song wants to enfeoff me with?"

Shen Qingzhu chuckled. He hadn't expected Senior Sword Saint to be so innocent and pure, not considering the risks, but instead caring about the divine position.

"Now that the Ghost Country is newly established and its reputation is not yet prominent, Lord of the Nation wants to enfeoff you as the Ghost Country's 'World Walker'!"

"'World Walker'?" Zhou Ping murmured, "Roaming the world with a sword, living a life of joy, excellent!"