Chapter 147 The Key

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, there was originally no cultivation, let alone what was orthodox or unorthodox.

Any martial art, secret art, or even divine power evolved step by step. This was true for the Xuanxing Internal Martial Arts and External Martial Arts, the martial arts of Jiu Fu Realm, and the divine powers of the Wan Yang Realm.

No method or knowledge is achieved overnight. It was normal for Su Jie's path to have deviations, and An Qisheng was not surprised.

Even the Confucian Sage needed to consult Lao Dan and travel to various countries. How could one expect Su Jie to achieve perfection in one step and walk a path that was both unbreakable and easy?

"You know?"

Bai Hu was a little surprised.

Su Jie's experiments were extremely secretive. Even in the Special Affairs Bureau, only a small group of them knew about it. Even Director Di of the Special Affairs Bureau was kept in the dark.

How did An Qisheng know?

Jiang Shili's heart also stirred, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised and suspicious.

Only Wang Zhixuan and Su Jie's pupils shrank, and a frightening thought emerged in their minds.

They could feel An Qisheng's attitude.

It was calmness, indifference, even not caring at all whether what he said would reveal anything or cause others to associate or guess.

The meaning behind this made both of them feel a chill.

Meeting the diverse gazes of the crowd, An Qisheng said in a calm tone, "A man without a heart is worse than a beast, a dragon without a head can't move an inch, and a god without rules will become mad and demonic."

"Divine rules? Divine King?"

Su Jie chewed on the words, seeming to understand but not quite, "The heart is the master of the spirit, I understand that, but what are divine rules?"

"Those who are unbridled are demons, and those who abide by order are gods! You compile information clusters and use spirit to interfere with the body to achieve evolution beyond nature. This path is right, but without rules, nothing can be accomplished..."

An Qisheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, seemingly seeing Li Yan, holding an iron box, below Yu Huangding:

"Wang Anfeng's symptoms are not mutation, but his spiritual change has exceeded his limit, breaking the balance of all aspects of his body..."

"That's right."

Wang Zhixuan glanced at An Qisheng with a slightly complicated expression and nodded, "Anfeng's various physical characteristics are in a very good state, constantly improving... but his consciousness is covered by the Wuzhiqi information cluster."

"A god without restraints is a demon. You have not failed, but if you ignore it, the one who survives will not be Wang Anfeng."

An Qisheng glanced at Su Jie indifferently, "You should understand the principle between god and demon."

"Mr. An, now that you've said so much, can you go save Anfeng first?"

Jiang Shili couldn't help but ask.

"Miss Jiang is quite distant with me. You used to call yourself big sister."

An Qisheng smiled dumbly, then shook his head, "You just came up the mountain, I've already taken action, but you just can't see it."

"Was it then?"

Jiang Shili exclaimed, covering her mouth, recalling the aura she felt when she came up the mountain.

"You..."

Wang Zhixuan's heart also trembled.

Even though she knew that An Qisheng's realm had already surpassed her imagination, this was too high.

Could martial arts really be practiced to this point?

Beep beep~

While everyone was lost in thought, Li Yan's phone call came, saying that Wang Anfeng had returned to normal.

"Anfeng is okay?"

Wang Zhixuan and the others were pleasantly surprised and hurriedly said goodbye to An Qisheng to see Wang Anfeng.

But Su Jie stayed behind.

"I also understand the laws of artificial intelligence, but the information cluster is a method rooted in the soul, and restrictions on information are difficult to be effective."

Su Jie sighed.

He didn't care about the backlash of the information cluster, but if he couldn't solve this problem, it would be impossible for him to popularize the information cluster template.

Because even with so many dreamers now, there are few who can compare to him.

And the information cluster is originally the big data he simulated with Ying Long, which encompasses everything but is not as rigid as artificial intelligence.

In a sense, it is a second soul.

How can the soul be bound?

He still has no way to do it.

"This question should not be answered by me."

An Qisheng smiled, not answering, but instead glanced at Su Jie's small backpack, inside which, two crystal balls shone brightly:

"You already have the key to the solution, so there's no need for me to do anything extra."

The crystal ball was originally the divine power transformed from the lost divinity of the 'Craftsman God', which included his divine duty and divine power.

Of course, on Xuanxing, divine power, divine duty, and divine power are useless.

But this crystal ball also contains the secret of becoming a god, so it can naturally answer Su Jie's doubts, and it will be more comprehensive than him.

"Crystal ball..."

Touching the crystal ball in his bag, Su Jie's heart stirred. After a while, he also got up to say goodbye.

An Qisheng nodded and watched him leave, then turned around again, standing in front of the Yu Huang Temple, sensing the aura of time contained in this legendary famous mountain, the leader of the Five Mountains.

"Mr. An..."

Before going down Yu Huangding, Su Jie's heart stirred, and he suddenly turned his head, seemingly seeing rolling luck gathering on the Yu Huang Hall.

Looking at An Qisheng again, Su Jie felt that this Mr. An was even more sacred and majestic than the Jade Emperor statue enshrined in the temple.

......

Dark and deep, strange and without light.

This was an unprecedented place.

King Zhuan Lun felt dazed, feeling as if he was drifting endlessly like duckweed, without direction or end.

"Is this what's behind the Heaven Gate?"

King Zhuan Lun's mind sank, with trepidation for the unknown, and freedom from the cage.

Even after nine generations of great achievements, he still couldn't surpass royal power. He had already despaired. Li Taibai's talent was even higher than his ancestor, and one battle shattered all his luck, all his unwillingness, and all his persistence.

If nine generations didn't succeed, would ten generations succeed?

He wavered and discovered his riddled state of mind. The Zhuan Lun Dharma was not a method of longevity after all, and he had reached his limit.

In the tenth generation, what he wanted to do most was not to destroy the royal power, but to break through the Heaven Gate!

But Li Taibai's sword broke the Heaven Gate, and in the millennium afterward, there were many geniuses, but none could break through the Heaven Gate.

He had no confidence either.

But after discovering that the royal power daoist had reached an irresistible realm, he decisively burned his nine generations of cultivation, preferring to risk his life to cross the broken road rather than stay in the Jiu Fu Realm.

Fortunately, he paid a great price, but he finally succeeded.

Whoosh whoosh~

He didn't know how long it had been, so long that King Zhuan Lun's heart was a little dazed and he couldn't grasp his own divine will, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wind.

His heart trembled, and his scattered spirit instantly unified. He concentrated his gaze and, for the first time, saw light in this dark place!

The light was very weak at first, as if it was cut off, but as he gradually approached, the light shone brightly, dispelling all the shadows.

A world with a completely different atmosphere from Jiu Fu Realm, and containing vigorous vitality, unfolded before him!

He saw the blue, cloudless sky and heard the sound of the wind whistling...

"This, is this the Immortal Realm?"

King Zhuan Lun's mind was intoxicated, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself. His heart was filled with endless palpitations, but it was just a slip of the tongue, and he didn't expect to get an answer.

But to his surprise, a voice he was extremely familiar with resounded in his heart, like the earth cracking and the sky collapsing:

"No."

"No? Then... hmm?!"

King Zhuan Lun subconsciously responded for half a sentence, then his heart shook wildly. He suddenly raised his head and saw a face he had never seen before, but was deeply engraved in his mind.

"An Qisheng?!"

Like a groan, like an angry roar, King Zhuan Lun's divine will was dazed, and his mentality completely collapsed.

That was not the royal power daoist he was familiar with, but that indifferent and calm gaze, as if even the collapse of the sky would not cause the slightest tremor.

It had appeared in his ten lives, countless midnight dreams.

This, is the royal power daoist, An Qisheng!

And he, after nine generations of struggle, fighting for life and death again and again, until burning and breaking through the Heaven Gate, was still within his palm, between his fingers...

An Qisheng spread out his five fingers, lowered his eyes and stared, seemingly seeing through his almost collapsing heart:

"Long time no see, King Zhuan Lun."

"Haha, hahaha! So, I have never escaped your palm from beginning to end..."

King Zhuan Lun's divine will trembled violently, like a candle in a storm, with a tendency to extinguish at any time: "An Qisheng, you are so ruthless..."

Nine generations of struggle, ten lives.

Struggling across three thousand three hundred years, all his unwillingness, all his struggles, were all a joke...

"You probably misunderstood. I have no interest in controlling your destiny, nor will I have that much free time."

Looking at King Zhuan Lun's divine will that seemed to be extinguished at any time, An Qisheng remained calm and said lightly:

"On the contrary, I gave you nine generations of opportunities, but you are still useless!"

An Qisheng naturally saw King Zhuan Lun's defeat in nine generations, but that had nothing to do with him. He spread the Dao of Royal Power, but he couldn't calculate everything in three thousand years, nor did he leave any backup plans.

King Zhuan Lun's defeat was ultimately because his own method had errors and his Dao was wrong.

Whoosh~

Between words, an invisible aura permeated, spread, and stabilized King Zhuan Lun's almost collapsing divine will.

"The winner is king, the loser is bandit! You won, so naturally I'll let you say what you want!"

King Zhuan Lun smiled miserably, and his trembling divine will actually calmed down forcefully: "You don't kill me, there must be a reason."

Even though his state of mind had collapsed and shattered, King Zhuan Lun was still a hero in nature, aware of An Qisheng's intentions, and a glimmer of hope ignited again.

The reason why he could live for ten generations was not only because of the special nature of the Zhuan Lun Dharma, but also because his ability to survive was extremely strong.

"That's right."

At this time, An Qisheng really had a taste of admiration.

Even in Jiu Fu Realm three thousand three hundred years ago, he had never regarded King Zhuan Lun as an opponent, but at this time, he looked at him differently.

Not to mention anything else, just this desire to survive was something that ordinary people could not have.

"Hoo!"

King Zhuan Lun calmed his mind, barely transformed his body, sat cross-legged in An Qisheng's palm, and showed a bitter expression: "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to transform into a bridge, to continue the broken road."

An Qisheng did not hide anything and directly stated his request.

"Before the Heaven Gate?" King Zhuan Lun's heart stirred, remembering the Heaven Gate Road that was cut off by Li Taibai.

He had cultivated for ten generations, and burned all his cultivation for nine generations to open up the broken Heaven Gate Road. Apart from him, no one in the current Jiu Fu Realm could do it.

"No, it's after the Heaven Gate."

Ripples appeared in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes.

After two thousand years of cultivation in the Wan Yang Realm, he finally pushed the Grand Dream Dao to the height of four stars, and this Dao One Divine Power also showed its power that was not inferior to Gu Changfeng's 'Rebirth after Tribulation'.

As long as he paid Dao Power, he could open up the dream channel.

Connect the Jiu Fu Realm, the Human Dao, which he had been to and established a dream connection with, to the 'Infinite Cave Heaven, Reincarnation Paradise'!

The path he had envisioned will truly become a reality!

"After the Heaven Gate?"

King Zhuan Lun muttered to himself, and a profound feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

After three thousand years, what realm has this former great enemy reached?

After a moment, King Zhuan Lun came back to his senses, suppressed all his endless unwillingness, resentment, and hatred to the bottom of his heart, and said calmly without any fluctuations in his divine will:

"What can I get?"

An Qisheng lowered his eyes and looked at his palm, seeing through everything. King Zhuan Lun's thoughts were like patterns on his palm, but he didn't care at all: "A thousand years later, I will give you freedom."

"Freedom..."

King Zhuan Lun's divine will fluctuated suddenly, almost in disbelief: "You release a tiger back to the mountain, are you not afraid that one day, the offense and defense will be reversed?"

Kill people, destroy their hearts, and eradicate their roots!

The iron rule that has run through tens of thousands of years in Jiu Fu Realm has not completely disappeared even in the three thousand years that the Dao of Royal Power has ruled the world.

This is human nature!

No one would be stupid enough to release a tiger back to the mountain and leave future troubles. Only a completely dead enemy is a good enemy.

He still hadn't forgotten the ruthlessness of the royal power daoist three thousand years ago. How could such a person give himself freedom?

"Offense and defense reversed?"

An Qisheng smiled dumbly, and his five fingers slowly closed, his expression calm and casual:

"You think too much."

Even three thousand years ago, he had never regarded King Zhuan Lun as a great enemy, and now, he naturally wouldn't care.

Not to mention a thousand years later.

Whoosh~

King Zhuan Lun had endless doubts in his heart, but as An Qisheng's five fingers closed, they were all submerged in darkness.

"It's still a bit hasty, but time waits for no one..."

Closing his hand, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance, gazing at the starry sky. Vaguely, he felt a warning from Xuanxing.

The disaster may be approaching...

The order of the Spiritless Universe is strict, without any spiritual energy. Even he at this time cannot peek into the starry sky and deduce the future.

Without knowing the enemy's coordinates, it is difficult for the Dao One Diagram to peek into their fate trajectory.

The unknown is even more daunting.

The Spiritless Universe, which is like a sieve to the outside world but has strict order inside, will exchange what?

No one knows.

"I hope you can gain something..."

Retracting his gaze, An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes.

The shackles of the Spiritless Land are so powerful that it is difficult to imagine. Even he can only rely on the expansion of the 'Qi Seed' and replace the star and even the universe's magnetic field to cultivate.

The internal force and true qi cultivated by all warriors in Xuanxing all come from him!

If the 'Qi Seed' is compared to spiritual energy, he is the source of spiritual energy for Xuanxing.

Xuanxing warriors breathing in 'Qi' are also known as 'Qi' spreaders. In a sense, this is already a complete cycle.

As long as the footprints of Xuanxing dreamers spread to the solar system and the Milky Way, the Qi field will naturally replace the stars and even the magnetic field of the universe!

If there were no external enemies, he could proceed step by step unhurriedly, but at this time, he had to speed up this process.

"Human Dao..."