Clarification! Riding the dust! Riding the emotion?
My master is really smart, but I can't say whether Xie Jinhui was just fooling me or not.
I thought he would suddenly appear when he told me the secret of Moxu Chenyuan, and then we would hide in a secluded corner and whisper it to each other.
By the way, I can also judge Xie Jinhui's stance based on what my master said.
Unexpectedly, Xie Jinhui detonated the entire Immortal Realm.
The secrets of Moxu Chenyuan were revealed to me in a dramatic and sensational way early in the morning, through an edict issued by the Holy Emperor.
I sighed and held my breath, looking up at the sky as Mo Xuchenyuan blatantly revealed his secrets.
This feeling is similar to the grand scene of the words "deeply rooted in love" stretching across the sky and earth that day.
I gritted my teeth and admitted that Xie Jinhui's vision of tomorrow was almost absurdly far-fetched in terms of its actual implementation.
On one hand, she was secretly cursing him.
It was clearly a promise made only to me, but when it was fulfilled, the entire immortal realm benefited, and everyone in the immortal realm was happy about it.
I was the only one left, and I was unhappy about it.
However, upon closer examination, the information released to the public, compared to the Master's version, contains more embellishments, but also demonstrates the Master's honesty.
In short, the real truth is a luxury; what the public knows is merely the loose threads that were cut off...
As for the embellishment of the news, it is of course the part about Moxu Chenyuan Zujun.
In summary, the reason why the Ancestor did not inherit the throne of the Heavenly Emperor was because his ideals were too great, and he was single-mindedly pursuing the wonderful immortal techniques of becoming one with heaven and earth.
Because Zu Jun was studying the secret arts of Heaven and was unable to attend to everything, he chose to give up the position of Heavenly Emperor.
Although he gave up the throne, his dedication and selflessness in pursuing the Great Dao are equally admirable.
As I listened to this news, I was distributing peach-bell hairpins to the various small hills.
I keep brainwashing them.
“The things from Moxu Chenyuan carry a coveted immortal aura. Keep them with you as swords, and you will all become great heroes in the future.”
There weren't nearly enough hairpins, but I still kept one for myself, stuck it in my hair, and walked out of the "devil's den".
I walked among the immortal friends whose topics were simple, but whose conversations were extremely lively.
I wonder how they will ultimately view Emperor Shengsheng.
After all, the Holy Emperor Sheng Sheng had made public the fact that he was not the chosen emperor.
As I drifted aimlessly on a cloud through the celestial realm, I overheard various speculations from my fellow immortals.
Some are analyzing what exactly Moxu Chenyuan Zujun's immortal techniques are.
The answer in my mind was: to vanish from existence is to disappear and find peace and quiet.
But can I say that? No…
They were discussing the rumor that the Ancestor Lord had been immortal for 1.01 million years, and they confirmed its authenticity.
Hehe, I just brushed past them.
Then, a heated debate was heard arising from the swirling clouds and mist, concerning whether the ancestor's grandson had directly inherited his formless and shapeless abilities.
I wished I could just vanish into nothingness so they wouldn't fight me if they saw me.
I slipped away to Yifei Terrace and stared blankly at the old peach tree for a while.
Despite the hustle and bustle, its roots have penetrated much deeper than yesterday.
Amazing, a steadfast and unwavering senior.
I admired it, flew up to its strong branch, and transformed into one of its side branches.
Then, I lay down and looked up at the sky, listening to the idle chatter under the trees, flowing back and forth like a river.
Before long, the cultivators' opinions gradually became consistent.
They no longer compared the immortal techniques of the Ancestral Lord and the Holy Emperor.
This also provides an answer to how the Heavenly Emperor obtained the recognition of the Tai Su Wu Nian Stone.
That is, the Holy Emperor Sheng was not strong enough back then, so he would not be recognized.
He was able to become the Heavenly Emperor, either with the help of the Ancestral Lord.
Either he received divine revelation in a short period of time.
Or perhaps they have learned some kind of secret technique that grants them unparalleled power.
In conclusion, the Ancestral Lord's immortal power is boundless. As long as he guards the Immortal Realm, even without showing his face, his deterrent power exceeds that of the Holy Emperor Sheng.
The collective judgment of the immortals landed in a very subtle position, achieving a quiet balance.
A bittersweet feeling, a sense of unease and hidden worry, welled up inside me.
What would it take to completely dispel the immortals' speculations about how the Holy Emperor obtained the throne?
I believe that at least the years to come need to be as peaceful and prosperous as the past 320,000.
Otherwise, it will become a hidden danger.
I sighed softly—hopefully, the Holy Emperor's foot ailment was just a false alarm.
I pinched a cloud, then thought I should go home.
I returned to Qingning Pavilion with a belly full of questions, wanting to confront my master and get him to reveal more inside information to me.
Little did I know, my master had been waiting for me with wide eyes.
When he saw me, this time he not only didn't grab me, but instead used his divine power to give me a letter that was radiant with light and color.
I accepted it, and then sighed.
This letter is great! The moment we touch it, the information goes straight into our brains and we remember it all instantly.
The letter itself immediately turned into dust and disappeared.
After quickly absorbing the information, the scene under the old peach tree from yesterday unconsciously appeared in my mind's eye.
It turns out he still remembered his promise and gave me a private truth.
Ha! Xie Jinhui.
Unfortunately, the information in this letter perfectly matched Master's guess.
As a result, the surprise it could have brought was greatly diminished because Master had informed us in advance last night.
I didn't feel particularly happy.
Even though he left a tiny note, I wasn't in the mood to reply.
I let out a sigh of relief, and decided to let that tiny piece of writing fly wherever it wanted.
But why does this letter smell burnt?
Not wanting to think too much, I directly asked my master, who had transformed into the all-knowing fairy, a question-and-answer celestial being.
"Master, aren't you afraid that the things that Emperor Shengsheng announced will cause trouble in the future?"
The master stroked his beard and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, because Mo Xu Chen Yuan has emerged from Xie Jin Hui."
Just as I was about to ask why, my master's expression, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on me, stunned me.
He continued, "Xie Jinhui inherited the power of the Ancestral Lord."
My brain couldn't process it, and I didn't immediately grasp what Master meant.
But it seems my master doesn't intend for me to properly connect these things.
He used his webbed hands to rub my head.
After pausing for a moment, he said meaningfully, "Yuan'e, let me tell you something else..."
...
That night, I lay on the tatami mat unable to sleep, and kept thinking, should I really take responsibility for Xie Jinhui?
My master told me during the day:
The immortal technique that caused Zu Jun to disappear was already fully mastered a long time ago.
But about 100,000 years ago, the foundation of his transformation from existence to nothingness was disturbed by an unknown external force.
Because he remained hidden in ignorance, he was completely unmoved.
Even if he were to disappear, he wouldn't care about me.
When the Holy Emperor sensed that the Ancestor was in trouble, he entered the Abyss of No Return to help the Ancestor and stabilize his immortal power.
From then on, Zu Jun's technique of using existence to enter non-existence became truly impeccable.
It was from that time that a tiny speck of "existence" was born from the nothingness of the ancestral ruler.
This "existence" has been floating and sinking for tens of thousands of years in the Moxu Dust Abyss, which is filled with the power of the Ancestral Sovereign.
Until one day, Zu Jun awoke with ecstatic joy because of this speck of dust.
He knew that this speck of dust was his own child, sent to him by heaven and earth through the process of going against his own power, from nothing to something.
At this point, the ancestor who cared about nothing suddenly became willing to worry himself sick over the child who knew nothing and was unaware of anything at the time.
When I heard that, I knew that the little guy, smaller than a stone, must be Xie Jinhui.
Don't underestimate him just because he's young; he comes from a very privileged background.
But I'm different; I'm just a lone rock on Green Mang Mountain.
I immediately asked my master, "Since Xie Jinhui's surname is Xie, does that mean that our ancestor also has the surname Xie?"
The master readily denied it, saying, "The reason for the surname Xie is that when Little Dust first gained consciousness, the Ancestor shouted 'Thank God! Thank Heaven!' in the void."
I remember the first time I asked Xie Jinhui his name, he said: Thank God, thank you and thank me.
Hehehe...
I turned over on the tatami mat, and the memories brought a smile to my face.
But when I thought about what my master would say next, I couldn't laugh anymore.
I got up, grabbed the wine from the table, and decided to personally deliver it to the old bamboo fairy in the backyard.
After all, he's easily embarrassed; if I talk to him, he'll never scare me.
As I jumped out the window and climbed into the backyard, Xie Jinhui suddenly filled my mind.
It wasn't just one, it was thousands upon thousands of tiny dust particles rushing towards me, chasing after me and calling out "Yuan He".
I really hate this awkward feeling that's not exactly fearful. It's all because of what Master said: when I shook hands with Xie Jinhui, I wasn't just shaking his whole being.
Also, also...
My master said that I used the ability of "gathering dust into something, gathering sand into stone" that I didn't know at the time, to completely gather Xie Jinhui together and help him successfully transform.
In other words, Xie Jinhui's current immortal body was "attached" by my own hands.
I nestled in the bamboo forest under the starry sky, imagining a tiny speck of dust gradually gathering into a hand in the Moxu Dust Abyss.
Just look at that one hand, waving around everywhere. If you make a mistake, Zu Jun's hand will strike with incredible precision.
The old bamboo and the young bamboo shoots beside me trembled all over as I described that drifting hand.
“Yuanhe, Yuanhe, stop talking. We bamboo craftsmen only want to ward off evil spirits, not attract ghosts.”
I was feeling good, so I went to a different place, to the Qiushe Pavilion, to look at the old lotus leaves that were sleeping soundly, and to try and find the feeling of sleep myself.
I lay on the stone table, my thoughts and body still tossing and turning. Sigh! I can't sleep…
Why is that? When Xie Jinhui was still just a speck of dust, the Ancestor noticed me.
Ahhh.
According to the master, the ancestral king saw that his son only had one hand every ten thousand years, and feared that he would never grow taller. So he began to look to the celestial realm to find an opportunity for Xie Zuo Shou.
That's it!
As a child, I was unaware of my own abilities.
With his extraordinary abilities, Zu Jun not only discovered me, but also vaguely sensed some unfathomable connection between me and Xie Zuoshou.
Later, Zu Jun made Xie Zuoshou wait for me for a full 30,000 years, just so that on the day my abilities grew, I could help him gather his power.
And so, on that day, Master lied and said that a fellow disciple was about to undergo a tribulation, and asked if I wanted to go and watch...
In this grand scheme of things, where can I escape to?
I asked my master, "If it's to help, why did you have to make a marriage certificate?"
After coughing for a while while drinking the elixir, the master finally said, "It was an accident, but it wasn't."
He's into writing nonsense...
I now know the reason; it's another matter that Zu Jun was worried about.
Although the ancestor did not manage affairs, he had been planning for the future development of his sons or grandsons for tens of thousands of years.
Once the son is reborn, make him immediately have a grandson, and the grandson should be born as soon as possible...
Grandchildren...
The master guessed that Zu Jun might have a sense of self-blame and mission that he himself was unaware of.
Even if only one of Zu Jun's descendants were to disappear like him.
Mo Xuchenyuan could provide the Heavenly Realm with an emperor of exceptional strength.
I almost shouted out "profound and far-sighted planning," but my master glared at me, thinking I was an idiot.
The task of finding a daughter-in-law for the ancestral ruler was entrusted to the divine ruler Mu Heng, because he possessed the Immortal Binding Cloud Lock.
If Xie Zuoshou refuses to comply, they can tie him up and listen to his advice.
Lord Muheng found the Fairy of Marriage and asked her to use the most powerful red thread to embroider a marriage certificate with extremely strong marriage power.
That's the one that Xie Jinhui and I chopped up.
As fate would have it, Xie Zuoshou was inseparable from Moxu Chenyuan at that time.
Once he leaves, there is a risk that he will be reduced to dust and everything will have to start over.
He's lucky; that violent marriage certificate actually tolerated him and ensured he wouldn't fall apart when he left home.
Mu Heng, the Divine Lord, suddenly had a whimsical idea: since we need to choose a daughter-in-law for the unfathomable Ancestral Lord, why not give Yuan He a try? Just in case…
Killing two birds with one stone, achieving two goals at once?
Anyway, Master tacitly approved.
...
That day, at the moment Xie Zuo and I clasped hands, Master specially released the marriage certificate.
Firstly, it prevents Xie's left hand from falling apart at any time, making it easier to collect the sand for him.
Secondly, I want the marriage certificate to verify whether there is any romantic connection between Xie Zuoshou and me.
As a result, the marriage certificate was completed with a crisp snap, firmly binding Xie Jinhui and me together.
With a massive amount of terrifying information, I sat in the pavilion, staring intently at the night sky, watching as the star clusters were about to return to the endless star field.
I really want to pry one off and squat on it instead.
Because, I suddenly don't know how to treat Xie Jinhui anymore.
He actually took shape because of my "gathering sand into stone" power.
I wondered: would he be like those little creatures that emerge from their shells in the Celestial Bird Garden?
Seeing me, following me, and clinging to me are all instinctive for him.
Also, when I split the marriage certificate, I used the ability to attract dust particles.
He came to help me chop, could it be that he was summoned by me and had no choice but to do so?
If that's the case, then wouldn't I be the culprit behind all of Xie Jinhui's actions that entangled me?
The more I thought about it, the more I blamed myself. Perhaps from the very beginning, I had gathered that tiny speck of dust into a deadly trap that could only entangle me.
well!
I need to see him and tell him that Little Dust needs to grow up on its own, to have its own independent thoughts, instead of submitting to me, who is nothing more than a silly stone.
However, I encountered a technical problem...
Where is Moxu Chenyuan?
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