Above the Great Dao-Chapter 1433 - 666: Breaking the Art (Part 3)

The old monk's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "This method is good!"

He was not stingy and immediately plucked forty-one golden feathers from himself, leaving his wings a bit bare.

Chen Shi hesitated for a moment and said, "I also need your blood to write."

The old monk then bared his chest, cut open his heart, and let his heart blood flow out.

Chen Shi picked up a pen, dipped it in the immortal blood of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal, and began writing the First Dao Principle on each feather.

The First Dao Principle at this moment was different from the one Chen Shi understood in his early years, becoming more complex, more mysterious, and profound, with increasingly strong outer dao.

If it weren't for the old monk's truly powerful cultivation and physical body, these golden feathers couldn't hope to bear the outer dao force of the First Dao Principle!

Chen Shi, in one go, wrote it forty-one times.

The old monk immediately boosted his cultivation and intensified the sacrificial refinement of these golden feathers.

Zhong Wuwang was also assisting on the side but noticed that Chen Shi was still engrossed in writing and asked, "Chen Zhenwang, what are you writing?"

Chen Shi didn't look up and said, "There's still some Golden Immortal blood left, I'm afraid of wasting it, so I figured I'd write something else."

What he was writing seemed more difficult than the First Dao Principle, needing him to periodically stop and ponder deeply.

Zhong Wuwang grew more curious, and after those golden feathers had been refined for forty-nine days, he couldn't resist. He got up and moved beside Chen Shi, looking down, only to see that the Dao Patterns Chen Shi was writing were extremely intricate, containing all sorts of strange Daoist skills.

Zhong Wuwang watched for a long time and said, "What you've written seems like you've hidden the First Dao Principle within some strange Dao Patterns. These Dao Patterns are Divine Dao Patterns! They look quite good!"

Chen Shi finally finished writing, blew the blood dry, and then used black ink to trace over it again. "Er Niu recognizes Divine Dao Patterns?"

Zhong Wuwang laughed and said, "In the Western Heaven, both the Buddha God cultivate, they cultivate Buddhist Law and Divine Dao. On Ling Mountain, many high monks, even Buddhas, also cultivate Divine Dao and have deep research into Divine Dao Patterns."

"I see."

Chen Shi rolled up the finished Dao Patterns and solemnly stored them away.

The old monk had already refined the golden feathers, and the three of them, holding the golden feathers, re-entered the World of Wu Fang and set up the golden feathers in forty-one positions in the Shuofang World.

The three of them simultaneously activated these golden feathers, and brilliant light immediately tore through the heavens and earth, shaking the reincarnation!

In this world of Wu Fang, everyone turned their faces at the same time to look at the three of them!

At the same time, the Eternal Freedom Divine Power began to collapse!

In the Western Heaven, on Ling Mountain, a monk who appeared to be in his twenties or thirties had his eyes lowered, wearing a smile. Suddenly, his smile froze, and he lifted his head to look in the direction of the World of Wu Fang.

"Great Ming King of Timeless Tribulation, you seem to have something on your mind?" a nearby Buddha asked.

"Nothing."

The monk's smile reappeared on his face, and he lowered his head and said, "I just recalled some past events that disturbed my mortal heart. Great World Venerable, let's continue."

On Ling Mountain, it was bustling and solemn, with gods and Buddhas looking toward the young monk.

At this time, it was precisely the day when the Great Ming King of Timeless Tribulation came out of seclusion and officially became the Great Ming King.

Meanwhile, Zhong Wuwang opened the Dao Realm of Ling Mountain, bringing Chen Shi and the old monk back to Ling Mountain. He laughed and said, "That ferryman still wants to charge us for the boat back to Ling Mountain, dreaming! We can save a lot of money by walking through the Dao Realm!"

The old monk praised, "Still, a good disciple knows how to live frugally!"

The two of them teased each other, only to then notice the bustling and solemn scene on Ling Mountain. Upon inquiry, they learned it was the good day when Tathagata accepted the owner of the Sutra of Eternal Freedom as the Great Ming King of the Western Heaven.

"This Daluo Golden Immortal is not only being recruited, but he might even become a Buddha in the future," the old monk mocked.

He also couldn't stand the ways of Ling Mountain.

Suddenly, a voice exploded nearby, as Chen Shi held up a scroll and walked up the mountain, loudly declaring, "Chen Shi, a Heavenly Soldier of the Heavenly Soldier Camp, under the orders of King Li, presents the Ancient Scroll of Sutra of Eternal Freedom to the Great Ming King of Timeless Tribulation!"

Zhong Wuwang's heart jumped violently, his eyes widened, and he looked at the scroll in Chen Shi's hand, his throat dry for a moment.