Chapter 73 Wenjing's only fault is that he doesn't have Shen family blood...

"Wenjing, are you spacing out?"

A voice came from beside him, and Pei Wenjing immediately came to his senses. He looked at the disciple beside him and saw him pointing to the book in his hand and saying, "You've been looking at this page for a long time."

Pei Wenjing looked at the book in his hand and closed it: "I just saw some words that I felt would be helpful to my Taoist practice."

"Huh?" The disciple looked at the book on his lap. "This... isn't this a heretical book? How can you possibly gain enlightenment from it?"

“Any book can be used,” Pei Wenjing said.

The person who questioned him happened to be a disciple of the Hall of Good and Evil. After hearing Pei Wenjing's words, his face turned green, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This can actually be used? Is the Tai Chi Daoist method even a legitimate Daoist practice...?"

In fact, Pei Wenjing was not trying to comprehend the Dao; the book he had just been reading was the one he had left in the library earlier.

The book talks about bringing the dead back to life and reversing the yin and yang. When Pei Wenjing first saw the book, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had read it before. When he picked it up again, the words were unearthed from his memory.

The flame in his mind flickered, and he saw another inch of darkness, within which a person trapped gradually emerged. Pei Wenjing looked over and vaguely made out the person's appearance.

The person appeared to be in their early twenties, dressed in white, with their hair down, sitting quietly in the darkness with their eyes closed. When Pei Wenjing looked over, he felt the person was strangely familiar, and the more he stared at that blurry face, the more alarmed he became.

Because the person trapped in his mind looks like himself.

Pei Wenjing didn't understand why there was a person who looked like him trapped in his mind, but the Tai Chi Daoist method was able to dispel the flames in his mind, and he also sensed that something was wrong.

Why did he choose Tai Chi Taoism?

Initially, he saw the Kunlun disciples in the same group die at the hands of Wuliangsheng, and he wanted to save them. At that time, the only solution in their minds was the Taiji Daoist method.

Only the Tai Chi Daoist method can allow him to reverse Yin and Yang, save the dead, and snatch their souls back from the clutches of Yama, the King of Hell.

This was Pei Wenjing's beginning, and he never imagined he would continue down this path. He didn't choose any other Daoist methods, but instead continued to pursue the Tai Chi Daoist method. Perhaps it was because he always wanted a Daoist method that no one else would choose, and in Kunlun, he was the only one who possessed the Tai Chi Daoist method.

He thought this way, but as he continued to improve his Tai Chi skills, a familiar sense of connection arose within him, and he vaguely felt that this might not be his first encounter with Tai Chi techniques. Now, looking at the book in his hand, he suddenly realized that if he inherited the Tai Chi techniques and cultivated them to a high level, he might also possess the ability to transcend life and death.

Perhaps... perhaps he really did reach that level in the past. Pei Wenjing recalled the scene he had seen on the Three Lives Stone in the underworld.

He has no past life, nor a future life; he only has this life. Perhaps the person in this life shares the same soul as the person in the previous life. He never died; he simply used the Tai Chi Daoist method to reincarnate at the moment of his death, becoming a new version of himself.

Otherwise, there is no other reason to explain the scene he saw on the Three Lives Stone.

Unfortunately, he had no memories of the past and didn't know what he had experienced in his previous life. Pei Wenjing looked at the image of himself sitting quietly in his mind and thought that perhaps when he cleared away all the flames, dispelled the darkness, and truly made contact with the image of himself in his mind, he would be able to regain all his memories.

He recalled the look in Shen Cangyu's eyes on Blind Mountain, and he wanted to know what his relationship with Shen Cangyu really was.

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"Can we find any information related to the treasure?" The sect leader stepped onto the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion's calligraphy and painting room and immediately spotted Huang Menglu. The solitary confinement room was now under Huang Menglu's control; it was quite a feat for someone like Xiaoyao You to spend all her time in the Scripture Pavilion, overseeing the affairs of Kunlun and the Five Evils. But compared to her brother Huang Guangming, the sect leader trusted Huang Menglu more.

The people of the Hall of Good and Evil are good at guarding the treasures, but they are not able to sit in the decision-making level, since they are easily influenced by their own subjective emotions.

Huang Menglu is a free spirit, best known for her ability to detach herself from all people and events, observing everything with a calm eye and occasionally offering perspectives and viewpoints that no one else would consider. Moreover, she has always been on duty in the Sutra Repository, and is most familiar with the books there; no one is more suitable than her to take charge of this matter.

Huang Menglu glanced at the pile of papers on the table, raised his eyebrows, and gestured for him to look over.

The sect leader walked over and picked up the stack of papers, which carefully recorded information about "treasures" or "spiritual pearls" and the corresponding books, as well as information related to the Five Evils.

There are many books that record things related to treasures. The most precious treasure could be any kind of treasure, but there is not much information about the bead or the secrets of heaven. Then, by connecting it with the Heavenly Fragrance Goddess behind the Spirit Pearl, they came to a general conclusion.

The Heavenly Fragrance Goddess attained her celestial status through the power of faith, and also carries the power to protect her believers. She connects humanity with the Heavenly Dao, imparting heavenly secrets and knowledge to people. This bead is likely the condensation of the Heavenly Fragrance Goddess's faith over thousands of years, containing the power of faith. If used properly, it might be able to resurrect the Heavenly Fragrance Goddess.

If it falls into the hands of the Five Evils, they can also use this bead to cultivate evil gods and increase the power of the Taoist magic behind them.

"Have you found a way to utilize the spirit pearl?" the sect leader asked. Huang Menglu shook his head: "Not yet. Many of the books in this confinement room are incomplete; the other volumes were destroyed long ago."

Upon hearing Huang Menglu's words, the sect leader fell silent. In the past, to prevent evil thoughts from growing within Kunlun, the Kunlun elders deliberately controlled the books their disciples could access. They established a set of rules, designating all books outside these rules as heretical books, believing that reading them would instill negative thoughts in the disciples, and thus they intended to destroy them.

After all, books are a second way for people to access the world and shape their own consciousness. For young children who have not yet had the opportunity to enter the world, these books can influence their thinking.

The number of heretical books they collected grew to the point that even the small solitary confinement cell could not hold them all.

Heaven knows why there are so many evil books in this world. Before the regulations were set, they didn't know that more than half of the books in the Kunlun Scripture Pavilion could lead people astray.

The books in the solitary confinement cell piled up so high that they eventually couldn't fit any more, so every few years they had to take the books out of the cell and destroy them.

I never imagined that those books I destroyed in the past would come in handy now; it's too late to regret it now. After all, who knew that one day I might try to learn about the Five Evils from these evil books?

Although there are many books in the confinement cell now, many are incomplete, with only the first volume and no second volume. Their research progress has been greatly hindered, and they have essentially shot themselves in the foot.

"Was this information compiled by Wenjing?" The sect leader looked at the handwriting on the paper and felt it was somewhat familiar.

“Yes,” Huang Menglu said slowly, taking a sip of tea. “Didn’t you dislike that child? How come you can still recognize his handwriting?”

The sect leader retorted instinctively, "Where did you see that I don't like Wen Jing?"

"It's just that you're too caught up in the situation to see clearly. Anyone can see that you're prejudiced against him, always arguing with and suppressing him, thinking that nothing he does is good enough," Huang Menglu said with a smile, watching the sect leader's expression change constantly. "I remember when Wenjing was little, he would often show you his homework, hoping to get some praise from you, but you always managed to find some mistakes, making him feel that he was still not good enough. But later, Wenjing stopped being so fixated on getting your approval."

The sect leader's hand tightened continuously, and the paper in his hand made a sizzling sound.

Huang Menglu delivered the final blow to his heart: "I don't understand why you would target a child like this. Aren't you very kind to the other disciples of Wanqi Guixin? Why are you treating Wenjing this way? If you didn't like him in the first place, why did you bring him back to Kunlun?"

Huang Menglu's voice faded into the distance. The sect leader looked at the neat handwriting in his hand, his thoughts drifting further and further away, back to winter, and to the foot of the mountains outside Kunlun.

At that moment, as he looked at the baby in swaddling clothes left under the tree, he had only one thought in his mind.

It was so cold in winter. If he hadn't met him, this child who had been abandoned by his parents on the roadside would definitely not have survived.

At first, the sect leader only wanted to take him back to Kunlun. He had never raised a child before and could never take good care of him. Fortunately, the child was quite sensible and did not require as much care as other children.

While the other children were out collecting bird eggs, that child would always run silently into his study and sit in the corner watching him.

The sect leader had no idea what he wanted to do there. When asked if he was hungry or tired, he would only shake his head. The sect leader looked at the Xuan paper on his table and suddenly said, "Then I'll teach you how to write."

The child finally smiled.

The sect leader looked at the child he was holding and suddenly remembered that he hadn't named him yet. After thinking for a moment, he decided to call him Pei Wenjing.

He enjoys calligraphy and will likely become a good disciple of Wenxin Diaolong in the future.

As he wished, Pei Wenjing learned to read and write earlier than the other children. Pei Wenjing studied very hard, and Fang Bushou liked him very much since he was a child. He even came to the sect leader several times, saying that he wanted to take him as his last disciple.

The sect leader was proud, but he still stroked his beard and said, "Let's wait and see. He's still young. We'll see how he chooses when he grows up."

But the sect leader never imagined that one day Pei Wenjing would alarm the Kunlun Immortal Lord, causing the stone tablet left by the Immortal Lord to manifest and declare that he would inherit the throne to him.

Pei Wenjing is good in every way, except for one thing: he doesn't have the bloodline of the Shen family. He shouldn't have appeared on Dragon Ridge Mountain, nor should he have alerted the Kunlun Immortal Lord, letting others know that even someone without the bloodline of the Shen family can inherit the Kunlun Sword.

Pei Wenjing's appearance shattered the pride of the sect leader's bloodline accumulated over the years, but it also gave other disciples who joined the Myriad Weapons Return to the Heart a glimmer of hope. They felt that since Pei Wenjing could do it, they also had the opportunity to inherit the Kunlun Sword, and they no longer needed to focus on cultivating their own sword spirits from scratch.

"How could I make things difficult for a child?" The sect leader suddenly released his grip and placed the paper back on the table. The past was all wrong, but thankfully, everything is back on track now.

His child has returned, and his child is now the heir to the Kunlun Sword.