Chapter 1 Old Daoist

On Mount Longhu, the old Daoist closed his eyes and stopped breathing. No, or rather, he hadn't stopped breathing, but his breathing had become extremely slow, long, and almost imperceptible. His expression was serene and peaceful, and the life-soul incense in front of him was slowly burning. Of course, the burning speed was extremely slow. If a person without cultivation were to look at it attentively, it would be almost imperceptible.

The black cat snuggled in the old Daoist's arms, meowing for a long time, but received no response.

It rubbed its head against the old Daoist's wrinkled palm and said sadly, "When will he be able to come back?"

Wei Yuan looked at the old man and said, "I don't know. Perhaps he will return soon, or perhaps it will take a long time."

"The core purpose of this time is just to allow a wisp of his soul to return to the past, so that he can leave an anchor point in the past, make up for the past, and lay the foundation for stepping into the first realm below the top ten. It sounds a bit difficult, but with Daoist Zhang's aptitude and state of mind, I believe it is not something difficult to achieve."

The black cat still didn't understand and said, "Imprint?"

"How can it be done?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "As long as this wisp of Daoist Zhang's divine soul in the past can enter any of the Buddhist or Daoist schools, or take the path of a martial artist proving the Dao with force, have a body of cultivation, and embark on the path of cultivation, even if it leaves a trace of an imprint, then when his divine soul returns, makes up for the defects, and returns to oneness, he can slowly cultivate and break through the barrier that is currently blocking him."

"Until finally successfully breaking through and advancing to the first realm below the top ten."

As Wei Yuan answered, he looked at the Heavenly Court Jade Emperor jade talisman in his hand.

As long as the realm is sufficient to bear this jade talisman, it is equivalent to directly possessing the authority to mobilize countless mana from the Heavenly Court talisman grand array. In that case, in a state of unreserved replenishment and blessing of vitality, it is enough to exert considerable abilities even among the top tier below the top ten.

If it is in the human world.

The most core combat of this human talisman Heavenly Court system.

The combat capability and foundation displayed will be even better.

But this is ultimately just external force.

Wei Yuan saw a letter still placed inside the old Daoist's sleeve. It had been put away, but when the old Daoist's true spirit returned to the past, it reappeared. Wei Yuan was surprised and reached out to summon the letter into his hand. After unfolding it, the ink had long since dried, and it looked like it had been written a few days earlier.

It detailed what Mount Longhu should do if Zhang Ruosu himself were to encounter misfortune.

And at the end, it wrote his evaluation and arrangements for the Heavenly Court talisman system's Jade Emperor talisman.

"This item has great power, but it cannot belong to one person's hand for a long time."

"Otherwise, it will inevitably lead to disaster."

"Holding the power of prestige for a long time, over time, one will be unwilling to let go. Being unwilling to let go gives rise to attachment. Having attachment creates inner demons. Having this inner demon combines the fear of losing this power and the arrogance of wielding this power, like two extremes of water and fire, inevitably ruining cultivation."

Zhang Ruosu saw very clearly that this jade talisman belonged to the Heavenly Court and to the human world, but it never belonged to him.

Becoming addicted to the power of external objects, while ignoring the cultivation of oneself.

What would happen when he loses this jade talisman one day?

Besides, as the strongest combat power of the Heavenly Court talisman system, and the protector of the world under normal circumstances, the Jade Emperor's position should belong to the strongest Daoist in the human world every hundred years. This can both leave a higher ladder for future generations, and allow these talented Daoist cultivators to experience the qualification to control majestic vitality, and use this process to experience a higher realm.

This is of great benefit to future cultivation and the control of magical powers.

This kind of method of opening mountains and rivers for future generations, so that the true cultivation of our human race will continue endlessly, is what Zhang Ruosu hopes for.

As for using his friendship with Wei Yuan to occupy the Heavenly Court talisman, sit in Mount Longhu, and enjoy the blessings of a human immortal.

Holding on to this benefit tightly and refusing to let go.

Zhang Ruosu would disdain to do this kind of behavior.

He was never the Jade Emperor.

He was the Daoist talent who held a sword when he was young and called himself to whip the world, like Su Wang.

Wei Yuan put away this talisman and noticed the black cat's expectant gaze, and continued to explain:

"As for if he can cultivate to a rather formidable realm, for example, to the level of a true cultivator, then when he comes back, he should break through to the first tier under the Daoguo realm within three years. And if he can be awe-inspiring in one area, perform chivalrous deeds in the area, and leave behind many legends and anecdotes, hehe..."

Wei Yuan noticed the sad expressions and slightly red eyes of the surrounding Daoists.

He didn't say the conclusion that this kind of thing was very unlikely.

He just smiled and said:

"If that's the case, it's equivalent to using legends as anchor points. Throughout history, anyone who has heard of his legends is his anchor point. And as long as his name has been recited, it is equivalent to adding a wisp of anchor point trace to him. If this continues, Daoist Zhang may not be able to ascend to the heavens in one step and directly complete the past anchor point imprint."

"Then at the moment of return, he will step into the strongest batch under the top ten Daoguo."

The black cat's eyes lit up: "That would be great."

"Then isn't his name now in the Daoist scriptures? Will it, will it?"

"Hurry up and find it, find all the names in the Daoist scriptures!"

The black cat then became a little worried: "But will the one who comes back be him or the Grand Master in the Daoist scriptures?"

It had subconsciously believed that even if the old Daoist lost his memory and everything, he would still come out, would still embark on the path of cultivation, and then in the past years, leave behind such and such legends, be remembered by people, and be chanted. But in that case, would the one who comes back still be that old Daoist?

Wei Yuan leaned down and touched the black cat's head.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry about this."

He stretched out his hand and drew a river on the ground, and then drew tributaries on the straight river.

He made the tributaries turn in an arc, and finally landed on the main vein again. The water flow changed and flowed out along this newly drawn trajectory, merged into the main vein, and formed a cycle. Wei Yuan retracted his hand and said, "Fate is like this long river. Although you can see later that the water flows out of the tributaries and merges into the main vein again, you can't tell whether it's the water from the main vein entering the tributaries or the water from the tributaries entering the main vein."

"But you should know."

"Originally, this fate was moving straight forward, and then I added a stroke to make this change."

The white-haired Daoist's voice was gentle: "So, this is the beginning of the branch, just like Daoist Zhang. No matter what experiences his wisp of divided soul has in the past, it all started with him. He is the beginning of everything and will also be the end of everything, forming a causal cycle of its own."

Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly.

He vaguely grasped something, but it seemed like dust in the wind, fallen flowers on a rainy night, and he couldn't see it clearly.

The black cat was confused.

It only knew that Zhang Ruosu would definitely return in the end, and then it felt relieved.

Wei Yuan also looked at the old Daoist meditating in front of him and said, "Daoist, take care," waiting for his return.

……………………

"So!"

"I say!"

"Do you, have a problem? A bit of a problem with your brain?"

"Like, you know, brain-stem-missing beauty?"

In the area near the South Sea of the Great Wilderness, the water ghost wiped his sweat, looked at Bai Ze in front of him, who had dragged him away from the human world, away from the museum's air-conditioned room and iced happy water, and gritted his teeth. His complaints had not stopped along the way. Bai Ze curled his lips and said, "If I were you, I'd better save some energy."

The water ghost gritted his teeth.

Kai Ming had already left. This guy was busy repairing his Nine Heavens Gate.

Oh right.

It was the Nine Heavens Gate that was torn down by that Yuanshi Tianzun.

What's even more wonderful is that the purpose of tearing down the Nine Heavens Gate was to save Kai Ming himself.

This kind of silent loss made Kai Ming roar to the sky, depressed beyond words.

He really believed that this guy was raised by the foxes of the Tu Shan clan.

Occasionally, he could always do this kind of coquettish operation that even a thousand-year-old fox spirit couldn't do.

It made Kai Ming not only feel heartache to death, but also had to force a smile and thank him.

Damn you...

At that time, Kai Ming couldn't help but curse. It forced Kai Ming, who at least had the best appearance and was the most refined among the three Kunlun gods, to curse. Wei Fox, you are extremely sinful, extremely sinful! But just as he was about to say the word "mother," Kai Ming only felt a chilling and gloomy aura behind him, which was about to make his hair explode.

'Fuxi is watching you.'

'Please pay attention to your wording.'

'Say, thank you Fuxi!'

Kai Ming, who was sitting and watching the ten directions, clearly and incomparably read such words from the surrounding celestial secrets and malice.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Then he forced the words back.

Bai Ze, the large number of Mingyou Jianyuan next to him, twitched his lips, and also "saw" the changes in the celestial secrets, and couldn't help but curse: "Fuxi, you super stinky sister-con who has been number one for three thousand eight hundred million years! Get lost!"

Kai Ming was stunned.

Damn it, isn't this guy so brave?!

When did Bai Ze become so ruthless?

Bai Ze's eyes were red, as cold as blood, his white hair was like snow, his face was lazy, and then he whispered:

"Actually, if you scold Fuxi for being a sister-con, that's praising him."

"If you say he is the number one sister-con of all time."

"That is to say, if he is more of a sister-con than other Fuxis, he will be even happier."

Kai Ming's face slowly solidified.

Wait, how do you know this kind of gossip knowledge?

Damn it, you bastard, what are you doing with the mythological concepts and authority of Mingyou Jianyuan!

After another long time, Bai Ze and the water ghost finally arrived at the South Sea. Bai Ze barely straightened his back and looked at the magnificent South Sea in the distance, maintaining his style. The water ghost next to him transformed back into Kai Ming's state and said, "Finally here, the South Sea of the Age of Gods. Are you really just here to restore your cultivation?"

Bai Ze shook his head and said, "Of course not."

He reached out and shook the air and said, "...Really, I feel like there will be trouble in retrieving my cultivation this time."

"It's been such a long time since I distributed my cultivation. Now that I think about it, it's a bit irresponsible."

"Children will become wild when they are left outside, let alone cultivation, right?"

Bai Ze couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "Actually, in addition to this purpose, coming to the South Sea is also to forge a sword."

"Since the beginning of the world until now, in the long years, countless causes and effects and celestial secrets flow along the long river, and finally it seems like they are going to gather together and explode. This is the great calamity, the so-called 'born in response to the times'. This 'times' is not luck, but fate."

"Although fate has been killed, the path of fate still exists."

"Although I think the Great Lord of the Turbid World, that somewhat destructive deadbeat, has a problem, what he said is not a problem. Powerhouses in the Daoguo realm may be creators, but they are only users of the power of the Great Dao. Powerhouses in the Daoguo realm will fall, but those Great Daos will always continue."

Bai Ze said, "One of the nodes for breaking the situation and resolving the calamity this time is that guy Wei Yuan."

"In order to prevent me from dying somewhere, I have to make him strong enough to split open this great calamity."

"At least let him survive, survive to the end."

"So, I need to help him forge a sword."

Kai Ming raised his eyebrows, recalling the terrifying methods Wei Yuan used called the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and said, "His sword formation needs four swords, but now, the Dao Sword, the Heaven Sword, and the Human Sword are already there. Are you going to forge the Earth Sword? But, shouldn't the Earth Sword be most suitable for Kunlun? Besides, Zhurong is not here either."

Bai Ze sneered and said, "Who said that Kunlun is the most suitable for the Earth Sword?"

The white-haired youth's blood-red eyes looked into the distance and said, "The most suitable for the Earth Sword should be the realm of life and death, like the Yellow Springs reincarnation of the Nine Netherworlds. And this place has the place of reincarnation opened up by the Fire God Zhurong using the Turbid World, which can make all living beings have a certain degree of reincarnation. Born on the earth, buried under the earth after death, this is reincarnation. Reincarnation of life and death, even immortals will fall into it."

Bai Ze's voice paused, and said, "As for forging the sword."

He stretched out a hand, shrouded the front, and said in a flat, playful tone:

"What do you say, if I ask the green-shirted goddess who is currently in this place of life and death reincarnation to help, will she agree?"

"For example, offering herself to the sword, using herself to forge the sword?"

"The name 'offer' is never a good omen."

!!!

Kai Ming was shocked.

Then he couldn't help but blurt out and asked, "Are you crazy?"

Bai Ze touched his nose and said with a smile, "Just kidding."

"I thought that if you were as vicious as you, you would definitely do anything if you could eliminate Jue's love rival."

Kai Ming's mouth twitched and said, "Don't try to test me!"

"That guy's brother is even more vicious than me!"

Bai Ze laughed loudly.

He stretched out his hand towards the front and said, "Now I can truly believe you, let's go, old friend."

"Let's go visit her."

"The master of Zhongshan Chishui, and also the current guardian of the place of life and death reincarnation, the green-shirted dragon girl, Xian."

ps: Today's second update...