Pei Tu Gou
Chapter 953 A Single Thought Triggers Tribulation, Celestial Worthy's Great Karma!
Somewhere in the endless, boundless sea of Chaos, waves surged.
A Daoist, barely four feet tall and clad in a scarlet robe, sat cross-legged in the void. After a long while, his eyes suddenly snapped open.
Rumble!
Waves crashed within the sea of Chaos, and the resounding echoes of the Dao reverberated across this expanse.
Immediately, a wisp of Dao light ascended from the dimness, faint and minuscule, practically insignificant in the boundless sea of Chaos.
However, if someone were to observe from afar, they would see that where the light shone, a nascent universe, still a swirling, undifferentiated mass, was slowly turning.
Yin and Yang separated, the Four Symbols differentiated, the Five Elements established... it seemed like an instant, yet also like billions of years.
Within the Dao light, a desolate world gradually arose, and after who knows how long, a spark of life appeared.
"Whew!"
Seeing this, the Daoist finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With a casual gesture, that wisp of Dao light flew out from the nascent world, disappearing into his hand.
And the world, deprived of the Dao light's support, swayed a few times, and after not collapsing, began its slow and lengthy expansion.
The Chaos surged, nurturing the universe.
"I've finally refined a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi..."
Examining the purple qi in his palm, a trace of excitement couldn't help but appear on the face of the Daoist, who looked like a child.
Hongmeng Purple Qi, supreme and noble.
For those who had not yet attained the Dao, it was even more precious, known as the 'Foundation of Enlightenment'.
Even for him, it was extremely valuable, enough to exchange for a wisp of imperishable spiritual light and begin nurturing his own innate spiritual treasure.
"Crap!"
His joy didn't last long before the Daoist suddenly woke up, as if remembering something, and took out a compass to examine it.
He then found a direction and sped off.
As for the nascent universe, whether it would be overturned in an instant in the sea of Chaos, or whether it would develop into an infinitely brilliant civilization in the future, he didn't care at all.
呼呼~
The red-robed Daoist was extremely fast, and he didn't skimp on his cultivation, rushing along for who knows how many years before stopping.
"Finally made it in time..."
The Daoist looked at the light in the distance and breathed a long sigh of relief before tidying his clothes and catching up to the light.
Buzz!
Within the light was a small boat, without a canopy or oars, neither luxurious nor sacred, only two Daoists, one sitting and one standing.
The sitting Daoist wore a blue Daoist robe, and beneath his disheveled hair, his face was simple and stern.
The standing Daoist wore a red robe like him, with a childlike face, barely four feet tall, and was bending over, gently waving a cattail fan in front of a small brazier.
As if warming wine.
Seeing the Daoist hurrying over, the bent-over Daoist seemed to sense something, looked back, and was pleasantly surprised:
"Mingyue, you've been gone for quite some time! Hurry up and help me warm this furnace of 'great medicine'!"
"Coming, coming!"
Mingyue hurriedly stepped forward upon hearing this, respectfully bowing to the quietly sitting blue-robed Daoist: "Master, I was a little late..."
As he spoke, he took out that strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi and respectfully offered it.
The blue-robed Daoist slowly opened his eyes, his gentle gaze swept over his servant, and then nodded: "With your cultivation today, it's clear you put your heart into obtaining this purple qi..."
Whoosh!
The Daoist casually raised his hand, and the purple qi disappeared into the brazier, turning into firewood to nourish the small cauldron above it.
Mingyue glanced at the brazier and cauldron with awe before hesitatingly wanting to say something: "Master, I..."
The blue-robed Daoist naturally understood his thoughts and said faintly: "Achievements through external means ultimately have flaws, far from being comparable to those cultivated through one's own efforts. No amount of treasures or elixirs can change that."
Mingyue's eyes dimmed upon hearing this.
Like Qingfeng, he was a stubborn stone in the mountains that had been enlightened by someone, following the Daoist for endless years and receiving countless benefits.
He had barely managed to attain the Dao, but after all, this was an external path, not only inferior in strength but also with no possibility of advancement.
"However, it's not necessarily without a solution. The sea of Chaos is endless and boundless,孕育ing infinite possibilities and creation. There are still quite a few ways to reverse the defects of external attainment..."
The blue-robed Daoist spoke unhurriedly, and Mingyue scratched his head anxiously.
But the blue-robed Daoist always spoke like this, and there was nothing he could do.
Qingfeng, who was fanning the fire, also became impatient: "Master, just tell us, what's the solution..."
"The Celestial Fiend Great Elixir is one of them."
The blue-robed Daoist said this, and the eyes of both servants dimmed.
Celestial Fiend...
The sea of Chaos nurtures myriad realms, and at every smallest increment of time, countless worlds are born.
For mortals, the lifespan of a universe is almost eternal, but relative to the sea of Chaos, it's just a fleeting moment.
The vast majority of worlds are like this, born and extinguished without anyone knowing.
But there are always exceptions.
Multiple universe clusters like the Desolate Great World, to some extent, transcend this lifespan, fearless of the three calamities and nine disasters of the universe.
But in the end, it's hard to escape the word "劫" (jie - calamity).
Unless they can combine countless realms into a single True Continent, only then can they be indestructible, eternally victorious, and exist forever.
The Celestial Fiend Continent is what they know, and is very likely the only 'True Continent'.
The Celestial Fiend Great Elixir is a 'Chaotic Treasure' born when myriad realms return to one, and the Dao collide. Its preciousness is far from comparable to Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Let alone them, even the blue-robed Daoist had only heard of its name.
"I've heard that this Celestial Fiend Great Elixir has long cultivated the Great Dao, and its cultivation may even be above mine. You probably won't need this one."
The blue-robed Daoist's words wandered, from the Celestial Fiend Great Elixir to the Celestial Fiend Great World, the birth of the True Continent, and the calamities of the universe.
The two servants were dizzy from listening.
After a long while, the blue-robed Daoist seemed to remember something and sighed: "I'm used to being long-winded, but I forgot that 'She' is no longer by my side..."
Seeing that the blue-robed Daoist seemed to have a sense of remembrance, the two servants shivered, as if they had remembered something as well.
Qingfeng was still bold and couldn't help but interrupt: "Master, please stop beating around the bush..."
"Forget it."
The blue-robed Daoist shook his head and continued: "The Celestial Fiend Great Elixir is naturally the best choice, but it's illusory. Let's not talk about other similar ones."
"Master is wise!" The two servants were greatly relieved.
Others only thought that the Master was as lofty as the Dao, untouchable, but only they knew that when their Master started talking, he was an incessant chatterbox.
"The most difficult and easiest method is 'sublimation'. This method, if it's said to be difficult, is naturally extremely difficult. It requires a direct descendant connected to oneself by blood and soul to give birth to an unparalleled genius. When they attain the Dao, under the cover of their Dao light, all mistakes can naturally be erased..."
Seeing the expressions of the two Daoist boys change again, the blue-robed Daoist then said meaningfully:
"This method is precisely suitable for you..."
"Ah?"
The two Daoist boys looked at each other, and spoke in unison: "We were enlightened by Master's divine power. Besides each other, where would we have any direct descendants connected by blood and soul? And, and they have to be unparalleled geniuses?"
The two were puzzled.
They were born and raised by nature, so to say they had direct descendants, wouldn't that be referring to the heavens?
But how was that possible?
Moreover, even if there were direct descendants, how could they possibly give birth to a genius in their Master's eyes?
They had followed the blue-robed Daoist for endless years, knowing that he seemed peaceful but was actually extremely arrogant. The genius he thought of was probably not the same as the genius they thought of...
"No hurry, no hurry..."
Seeing their eagerness, the Daoist was not in a hurry. He first glanced at the burning brazier and cauldron, and then, as if sensing something, he bent his index finger.
And flicked out a wisp of Dao light toward the vast Chaos.
"Master, what are you doing?"
The two Daoist boys were a little confused.
"Consider it a 'fated person'."
The Daoist didn't say much at this point, casually saying a sentence, and then slowly got up, as if intending to leave.
"Calculating the time, you should also go back."
This time, the two Daoist boys were really taken aback: "Us? Master, you?"
"I don't want to go back and get involved in so much anymore. It just so happens that a few days ago, a Daoist friend contacted me to go to that 'Myriad Realms Building' to avoid it..."
The Daoist raised his hand, extinguished the fire in the brazier, and then took a step, stepping into the vast Chaos:
"Go back, if everything goes smoothly, the day we meet again, you should have truly crossed that threshold..."
"Master!"
Mingyue chased out a few steps before reluctantly turning back, his heart really aching.
He had only said a few words,
And his Hongmeng Purple Qi was just gone like that?
……
A word from the Heavenly Lord moved the world.
Although it was only one word, it stirred up a great storm among the heavens.
Streams of light fell like raindrops from above the nine heavens, the extreme of all waters, and even unknown places between heaven and earth.
There were also gazes cast towards the void where the Eastern Peak Mountain was located.
Some speculated, some were doubtful, and some felt uneasy, and after deducing without success, they personally went out and ascended to the heavens.
In a sacred and magnificent Daoist temple, a Daoist surrounded by divine light was explaining the meaning of the Dao to the Daoists listening.
At the moment when the holy light of the Eastern Peak Mountain appeared, the Daoist's voice paused, and a group of disciples also woke up from their intoxication.
Some were confused, some were surprised. After looking at each other, they understood in their hearts. Someone respectfully said: "May I ask, Ancestor, is there a major event about to happen since the Heavenly Lord has issued a decree?"
The Daoist looked towards the direction of the Eastern Peak, expressionless, but ripples arose in his heart. Hearing the question, he did not answer, but only said:
"This lecture ends here. When you return, you must carefully guard your cave and recite the Daoist scriptures. Do not leave the mountain unless necessary!"
"Yes!"
The many Daoists in the Daoist temple were even more confused, but they all lowered their heads.
The Daoist did not say more, slowly closed his eyes, and with a thought, he activated a mark in the ethereal sea of consciousness.
Asking his doubts:
"Disciple 'Qingwei' asks the Heavenly Master, first the Great Scarlet Heavenly Lord issued a decree, and then the Yuan Cave Heavenly Lord manifested and accepted a disciple. Is there really a major event happening?"
Not only the disciples outside, but he himself was also surprised.
He was proficient in calculating the great divine power of heavenly secrets, but who would dare to calculate matters concerning the Heavenly Lord?
And it was impossible to calculate at all.
Buzz~
Light shone brightly in the void, and the sacred and bright sound seemed to spread from distant years:
"It's nothing more than that one has reached the time to repay the karma of their attainment of the Dao..."