It was evening, the sun was setting, and the sky was full of sunset.

The red clouds, reflected on the turquoise lake, from the location where Zhang Yunxian is located, overlooking down, there is a special gorgeous beauty intertwined with ice and fire.

Outside the pavilion, the breeze is gradually rising, it is already an April day, and there is a slight warmth, blowing on people's cheeks, so comfortable.

A jar of 10 catties of hundred-year-old Du Kang has been drunk by the two of them, but there is no trace of drunkenness on anyone's face.

Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but sigh, this beautiful day, accompanied by fine wine, if it were an ordinary human being, I am afraid that by the effect of alcohol, I would have drunk and dreamed of death, and entered the beautiful dream of Zhuang Shengxiaomeng, from this point of view, it turns out that the cultivator is not better than mortals, and the feeling of drunkenness is only afraid that it will be difficult to experience it again in this life.

But get drunk!

I can't ask for it!

Zong Chao emptied the jar of wine, which was exactly two glasses.

"Today's wine, drink it happily!" he picked up the wine glass, signaled to Zhang Yunxian slightly, raised his head and drank it dry.

Zhang Yunxian wanted to show some long-lost and touched smiles, but the resistance in his heart was too strong, he couldn't suppress it, so he only politely raised his glass and drank together, not knowing what to say.

"Okay! When the wine is drunk at this point, I don't think there's anything to twist!" Zong Chao high-fived and snorted.

Zhang Yunxian heard that he clearly had some words that he didn't mean to say everything, and said with some curiosity: "The sect master still has something to say, but it's okay to say it!"

"Don't call me the altar master, this is clearly a torment of Zong, you are the Apocalypse, and our Altar of Light will always be your most loyal follower, it is better for you to call me by my name!"

Regarding Zong Chao's humility, Zhang Yunxian just smiled slightly and did not answer.

Zong Chao continued: "The matter has come to this, I will say it bluntly, when Meng Ying Sage Immortal died, he once left a testament, and the most important obligation of our Bright Altar is to help the Apocalypse awaken!"

"Help me awaken?" Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but ask curiously, "How can you help?"

He knew in his heart that he could only open the path of awakening after he had advanced to the realm of the Sage, could it be that this Altar of Light was also the same as the Lunatic Cult, and there was a way for him to quickly improve his strength in the short term?

"Please let the Apocalypse live in peace at our altar for a few days, and leave the matter of awakening to me!"

Zhang Yunxian saw that Zong Chao didn't seem to want to go into details, and he didn't want to force him, thinking about it, the danger on the side of the Moon Worship Sect was temporarily lifted, and Shi Qiao'er would not be in any danger if he stayed alone, and there was nothing wrong with staying here for a few days.

Then there are Bai Yu and a few of them, when they arrived in Xijing City, they had to be wronged to wait for a while.

"In that case, then I'm tired! You have a pleasant scenery and an elegant environment, and I just want to bother you for a few days!"

"Okay!good!good!" Zong Chao saw that Zhang Yunxian agreed, and couldn't help shouting three times in a row, "The other garden where the Sage Meng Ying lived back then, I have already cleaned it up, the Apocalypse, you will live there for the past few days!"

At the end, Zong Chao turned his head and shouted outside the pavilion: "Shaotian, you will take the Apocalypse to the Sage Pavilion to familiarize yourself with it!"

Mo Shaotian saluted the two very respectfully, and said in his mouth: "Apocalypse, please come with me!"

Zhang Yunxianjue's respect is not as good as obeying his fate, and it doesn't matter to him where he lives.

"By the way, about those 'divine arts' in your altar......" Before leaving, he couldn't help but remind Zong Chao.

Zong Chao comprehended and said with a smile: "Don't worry, all the magic cheats can be seen in the study of the Sage's Palace!

Zhang Yunxian looked at Zong Chao's completely unreserved attitude, although he was full of doubts, he still arched his hand to him and expressed his gratitude.

As soon as Mo Shaotian drew it, he once again summoned a light curtain that passed through the space.

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that the location of this villa was very far away, and it wasn't until he followed Mo Shaotian out of the light curtain again that he realized that this Sage Villa was actually another independent island located in this lake.

The distance between the two islands is not too far, about one or two thousand meters, there is no bridge in between, and there are no boats, probably because in this altar of light, everyone can use the 'crossing' magic technique.

This is a small island of only two or three square kilometers, as soon as Zhang Yunxian appeared, he felt that the air around him was filled with a rich cosmic essence, rushing to his face, and the pores of his whole body automatically opened up in an instant, and he couldn't help but absorb it greedily.

He glanced sideways at Mo Shaotian, who didn't seem to be unusual, and couldn't help but ask with some confusion, "You...... Do you think there's anything weird here?"

Mo Shaotian glanced at him strangely, shook his head, pointed to a courtyard that was clearly visible in front of him, and politely introduced: "This is where the Sage Meng Ying lived before, since her immortal death, it has been empty, there are a thousand years! If it weren't for this enchantment, those wooden buildings would have rotted and withered long ago." After all, she was your apprentice, and if you live here, she will surely feel comforted!"

Zhang Yunxian let out an 'oh', his eyes looked at the other garden in front of him, which was ancient, but there was no trace of vicissitudes, but he wondered in his heart, why was there such a strong cosmic essence, Mo Shaotian didn't seem to notice it at all?

"This is a jade slip used by the members of our altar to communicate with each other, if you need any help, just inject the essence into the jade slip, and I will receive your message!" Mo Shaotian did not accompany Zhang Yunxian into the other garden at all, but just put a piece of cyan jade in his hand, and then bowed his head and retired.

Mo Shaotian came and went in a hurry, without saying a word, Zhang Yunxian couldn't help but secretly doubt in his heart, no matter what he said, he had met Mo Shaotian a few times, what kind of temperament the other party was, although he didn't know it very well, but he still had a general impression.

Today, Mo Shaotian's performance is indeed a bit strange, as if there is something terrible on this island, he is not willing to stay for a moment.

However, Zhang Yunxian sensed it carefully, and apart from the rich cosmic essence, he didn't find anything abnormal on the island.

The door of the annex is open, Zhang Yunxian specially looked at the door, there is no inscription, and there is no decoration such as hanging lanterns at the door, I don't know if this shows that the sage of Meng Ying back then was not a person who liked elegance.

The furnishings in the first courtyard prove Zhang Yunxian's guess even more, in the empty yard, except for a few tall laurel trees, there are no flowers and plants used to decorate the scenery, but the shelves of various weapons are displayed, swords and sticks, axes and hooks and forks, you can see everywhere, the most common is all kinds of spears, the styles are relatively ancient, Zhang Yunxian has no research on history, and he can't say what dynasty these weapons belong to, but there are a few broad-leaf heavy swords, at first glance, it is the work of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Zhang Yunxian has seen something similar in style in the history museum。

There is a stone lampstand every three meters in the courtyard, which burns some fuel, but it is also exceptionally bright, and at the end of the courtyard is a series of steps, above which is a red wooden corridor with carved beams and paintings.

Passing through the corridor, it is considered the inner courtyard.

In the inner courtyard, there are three brick and wood houses, with a ceiling height of more than five meters, cyan walls, red glazed tiles, wooden pillars painted with red paint, and floors, which are also rare red solid wood.

The three houses are arranged in a zigzag called 'concave', and there is not much space left in the inner courtyard, and only one tall osmanthus tree is planted in the courtyard, and the shade of the tree covers almost the entire courtyard.

There are only three houses, and Zhang Yunxian easily found the 'study' that Zong Chao said, which is the one on the far right.

In the room, the lights were bright.

It is said that it is a study, but in fact, there are only one or twenty real paper books on the shelf, and it seems that this sage is really not interested in dancing and writing at all.

Zhang Yunxian couldn't wait to step forward, put all the books on the desk, and read them carefully, fortunately, these books should have been specially compiled by Meng Ying Sage himself later, using the unique engraving technology of the Great Song Dynasty, although there are some differences with today's text structure, but the Chinese characters have almost not changed much for more than a thousand years since the Great Song Dynasty, only when the new China was founded, some of the characters were simplified.

Therefore, Zhang Yunxian can barely understand it.

Among these 20 or so books, almost half of them are related to the art of war, such as "The Art of War of the Eight Formations after the Wind", "Sima Law", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Liutao", "Three Strategies" and so on, and dozens of books, including almost all the famous works on the art of war from the pre-Qin to the Song Dynasty.

The rest are the 'divine arts' that Zhang Yunxian is most interested in.

There are a total of eight kinds of divine arts, and Zong Chao's "Transformation", "Concealment", and "Resisting the Wind" are indeed among them, as well as "Transformation of Qi Divine Power", "Ear Wisdom Divine Power", "Heavenly Eye Divine Power", "Doppelganger Divine Power" and "Controlling Thing Divine Power".

Zhang Yunxian took a cursory look at it, but fortunately, he could basically understand it. "Qi Transformation Divine Power" should be what he has mastered, using essence to turn into white divine light, protection and space traversal.

Transformation is the art of transformation, concealment is the art of invisibility, resisting the wind is naturally the art of flying, and several other supernatural powers, in layman's terms, are basically equivalent to clairvoyance, ears with the wind, doppelganger and the ability to control objects.

Zhang Yunxian summed it up, these divine techniques have one thing in common, that is, what they enhance is basically the ability of a certain aspect of the cultivator's body.

Because he himself is both a practitioner and a spiritual cultivator, he has the opportunity to make the most objective comparison between the two. He had made countless comparisons before, and one of the conclusions he came to was that cultivators tend to pay more attention to their own bodies, while spiritual cultivators pay more attention to the control of mental power.

This can be seen from the difference in the combat methods of the two.

Cultivators often rely on the strength of their own strength and the use of the power of the five elements or the power of rules, while the spells of cultivators are often mind control, illusion and confusion, and so on.

The magic techniques left by these Meng Ying Sages seen today, Zhang Yunxian confirmed this even more.

Cultivators should believe in the Divine Race, and spiritual cultivators are naturally believers in the Spirit Race.

Zhang Yunxian remembered that Fang Yao had said that except for the Apocalypse, no one in this world could completely integrate these two different forces, but why was this?

What kind of relationship exists between the gods and spirits and humans?

Zhang Yunxian had a headache, and habitually rubbed his temples, thinking to himself, next time when Shenyi or Lingxiao woke up, he must ask them clearly......