Chapter 315 Many Paths (Part Two) A Boundless Situation How could the world be like this...?
At the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top, everything remained as peaceful as ever, except that many corpses lay scattered on the pristine white staircase.
Fu Yin looked on in a daze, his gaze sweeping over the cloud-patterned robes on those people. His eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, still kneeling on the ground, but turned to look at this temple, which he did not often visit.
Only those who have received special honors have been able to come here and meet the Dao Lord. In the past, he would have been overjoyed, but now he felt an indescribable sense of relief. Fortunately, he had sent Fuxia away before being recalled.
Otherwise, he and his sister would probably have ended up in the same situation...
He had visited the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds several times before, but this time he noticed something was amiss. A jade plaque still hung high in the hall, but instead of doors, a magic array had been erected, its light illuminating the entire temple and sealing it off completely, making it impossible to see anything inside.
He looked down at his gradually crumbling flesh, his lips slightly pursed, and as his thoughts raced, he heard footsteps beside him.
He immediately looked up and saw a purple figure emerge from the magic array; it was Bi Sheng.
She was quite different from usual at this moment. She was no longer so cold, but instead showed a genuine smile. Although there was no smile on her face, her slightly raised eyebrows and relaxed lips revealed her current mood.
The moment she saw him, her expression softened, her gaze sweeping over his cracked skin, her eyebrows slightly raised.
“Fuyin, I never imagined that you would break the curse one day.”
Behind her, a wisp of mist drifted out from within the formation, its familiar aura carrying a peaceful quality. Then, the mist condensed slightly, transforming into a man dressed in green, with a silk sash around his waist and a long brush pinned to his hair.
The man was tall and slender with a pale face, looking somewhat sickly, yet he inexplicably exuded a profound and majestic aura, like jade in autumn frost. His face finally became clear, no longer as indistinct and blurry as before.
The only thing obscured was his eyes, which were now shrouded in a light mist, making them indistinct.
Even though their appearances were different, Fu Yin immediately recognized that this must be the Dao Lord.
He has always been interested in these things.
Fu Yin wasn't entirely resolute in his heart. He and his sister had indeed survived to this day because of the Dao Lord. He paused for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Dao Lord, boundless gratitude."
Bi Sheng scoffed: "Do you still acknowledge the Dao Master?"
Fu Yin lowered his head even further, but did not reply.
Bi Sheng walked up to Fu Yin, looked at the distant waves and deep forest, then turned his gaze back: "Fu Yin, who did you break the curse on? It's best if this person doesn't have the surname Lin."
Fuyin knelt on the ground, not answering, but only saying, "Fuyin has revealed the secrets of the sect, knows he is guilty, and is willing to die to atone for it."
Bi Sheng's expression turned slightly cold: "Of the nine swords, I trust you the most. The others came for what they wanted, but only you, like me, are truly following the Dao Master and the truth..."
They keep saying they're sorry, but they won't say a word about that person. I really want to know, what kind of drug did Lin Feiran give you?
Fu Yin's breathing trembled slightly. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, repeating the same words: "Fu Yin is willing to atone for my sins with my death."
"Foolish fool, now that the curse is broken, how long do you think you can live? Even Zhang Chunhe, with his cultivation level, is completely wiped out. Do you think you're safe? Quickly tell me what happened..."
The Dao Lord remained silent, simply watching him quietly. After a moment, he spoke: "Where is Fuxia? I haven't seen her."
Fu Yin paused, then remained silent. The Dao Master's expression shifted slightly, as if he understood: "So it was she who helped you. Your sister was taken away by her and was able to survive, is that right?"
Fu Yin remained silent, but that silence spoke volumes.
Bi Sheng looked at the Dao Master, seemingly somewhat surprised by his voice.
But the Dao Lord did not ask any more questions. Instead, he suddenly looked up at the sky as if he had discovered something. He looked at it quietly for a moment, then passed Fuyin and walked forward.
His steps were short and his movements were very quiet, just like the scholars and gentlemen I had seen before. However, the weakness in his steps was also clearly visible. He even needed to call out a bamboo cane to support himself as he walked, which was very different from what I had seen before.
He walked to the front of the long steps, raised his hand slightly, seemingly weak and casual, but suddenly a ferocious thunderbolt flashed across his eyes. The turbulent sea below continued to rotate on its own. In no time, the sea surface reflected the wind and clouds like a mirror, while the sky suddenly turned pitch black, with dark clouds churning and faint rays of light shining through two gaps.
This is clearly identical to the sky that obscures the two realms!
Beneath the thunderclouds, a vast golden spiritual net unfolded, heavily supporting the clouds and mist, bringing a moment of respite to the world.
Upon seeing this, Bi Sheng frowned sharply. At this moment, she could no longer care about Fu Yin and immediately stepped forward, barely falling behind the Dao Lord by one step. Standing behind him, she looked at the giant net and said sternly.
"Who did this! You..."
The Dao Master raised his hand to stop her from speaking: "From the moment Ding Yi saw Yongye, we should have known that this day would come."
Fu Yin, who was kneeling behind the two, straightened up to look at the golden net. He glanced at it briefly, then slowly lowered his head to look at his fingertips. There was still a red mark on his still intact skin, a mark left by Lin Feiran when he pulled him out.
At that moment, a fierce wind blew, and the summoning spell almost sucked him away. In this critical moment, all sounds were swallowed up, but he saw Lin Feiran's lips move and say a sentence to him.
"You mean, this was Ding Yi's doing?" Bi Sheng asked doubtfully. "But he hasn't shown any unusual behavior lately."
"The absence of anything unusual is already the biggest unusual thing."
The Dao Lord turned around and looked at Fu Yin, who had his head down. His tone seemed to be filled with emotion: "I have fulfilled the contract I made with him back then. Mortals can also cultivate, for example, that child named Shen Tu Qi."
The price he paid was somewhat beyond his expectations, so he was unwilling to accept this outcome.
After observing for hundreds of years, this is how human nature is.
To be greedy for more after gaining something, to defy fate without paying the slightest price—is there any justice in this world?
“Indeed, how can one repay a peach with a precious jade?” Bi Sheng looked at him with burning eyes, “The day you truly become one with heaven and earth will be the day all injustice disappears!”
The Dao Lord turned to look at her, and the mist that had shrouded his eyes dissipated for a moment, revealing that his left eye was actually empty, while his right eye held a clear black and white pupil with a shimmering light in it—the radiance of his Heavenly Eye.
He looked at Bi Sheng quietly, but did not respond to her words: "Bi Sheng, I told you long ago that as long as there are people living, injustice will not disappear. I have never granted your wish to ask me for this."
He leaned on his bamboo cane and walked towards Fuyin, his voice indifferent: "And you, now you've become the one who's wronged, haven't you?"
He still remembers the small, thin girl who followed behind him.
The fact that a mortal girl who was bullied by everyone has grown up smoothly to this day and even embarked on the path of cultivation is also a kind of opportunity that others do not have.
After becoming a saintess of a religion, her status rose rapidly. After many reincarnations, her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. How can someone in such a high position talk about fairness?
Bi Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and she even seemed to agree more. She said, "Yes, that's why I'm just a human being. I can't transcend it. But you are different. You are a deity born of heaven and earth, the embodiment of the Tao. You treat everyone the same... and you will not be unfair to anyone."
When she said "they're all the same," her eyes flickered for a moment, but she quickly concealed it.
The Dao Master did not turn around, but said, "You think too highly of me. I am neither a god nor the Dao. I have told you this from the first time we met."
After saying that, he ignored Bi Sheng and she wisely stopped talking. Instead, she walked behind the Dao Lord and looked at Fu Yin with him.
"When you and your sister were on the verge of death, you met me by chance. At that time, you made a wish to me, hoping that I could save your sister and give her a place to live. I agreed to your wish, but only preserved her soul so that it could live with you."
I told you then that I would give you a cultivation technique to help you break through the cycle of reincarnation, so that you could bring her out of your body and see the light of day again.
You have indeed worked diligently for me, but I failed to provide her with shelter, therefore I retract the curse you placed upon her.
He raised his hand, his pale fingertips probing into Fuyin's body as if they were nothing. Then, with a slight clench, he pulled out a strange, narrow incantation. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the incantation shattered into the wind like sand.
He was not the one who cast the incantation; he was not a Skywalker. However, he was born with the ability to access these spiritual texts, so removing them would not be difficult for him.
"Dao Master..."
Fu Yin stared blankly, his whole body suddenly relaxed, and the tearing flesh gradually stopped, but a hint of pain appeared in his eyes.
Like Bi Sheng, he truly followed the Dao Master and genuinely acknowledged the person before him. However, compared to Fu Xia, nothing he possessed was as important as her.
But his guard still crumbled, and he couldn't help but reveal the reason.
"I have no choice... Although I have reincarnated several times and my cultivation level has improved, I haven't made much progress. However, Fuxia is getting weaker day by day, and she can't wait much longer..."
Under the eternal night, I have no idea what the future holds. She is so young, how can she be buried in such a chaotic world…
At this point, Fu Yin's eyes reddened slightly, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Having been reborn several times, his state of mind had indeed loosened somewhat, and he had broken through his cultivation level multiple times, but it was not enough to separate Fuxia. As time went on, he also sensed that his current cultivation level had reached its peak and it would be difficult to break through it again.
Even without the current eternal night, it would be almost impossible for him to let Fuxia walk under the sunlight again on his own.
With no other options, how could he possibly refuse Lin Feiran?
"I failed to keep the promise we made back then. Now that annihilation is imminent, everything may be set in stone. You may leave." The Dao Lord rose and departed. "The Heavenly Palace on the Clouds no longer needs the Nine Swords."
Bi Sheng immediately glanced at Fu Yin, frowning as he said, "Just let him leave like that?! What if the other members find out..."
“Bi Sheng.” The Daoist Master interrupted her, turning around to look at her. “On the day I am born, there will be no more Esoteric Buddhism in the world.”
Fu Yin didn't move, and Bi Sheng didn't intend to let him leave so easily. She glanced at Fu Yin, knocked him down, and then asked, "Dao Master, what about this spirit net? Are we going to let Ding Yi go too?"
The Daoist Master stopped in his tracks, his azure bamboo staff standing prominently before the white temple.
“I have fulfilled his wish. I planted a seed and reaped a harvest. He cannot stay.”
Bi Sheng had something else on her mind: "That Lin Feiran..."
The Dao Master turned around, his left eye still empty, while the dark eye in his right eye looked at her and calmly began to review the situation.
Lin Feiran already knows a lot.
During her trip to the Flying Flower Gathering, she learned about the spiritual veins; after Zhang Chunhe's death, she learned about rebirth; and during her trip to Luoyang, she learned about the Reincarnation Pearl.
I could even sense that another third eye was within her, and what she saw was only a fraction different from what I saw.
It's like a game of chess shrouded in mist, with the world as the chessboard and living beings as the pieces. The two had actually been playing against each other for a long time without even realizing it.
Her eyes may have been shrouded in mist, she may not have known the whole picture, and she may have even been completely clueless when she sat down, but every step she took was steady and unexpected.
The chessboard in his eyes, though seemingly clear and unobstructed, still had a blurry area.
At the beginning, he did not notice Lin Feiran's appearance, nor did he see that someone had already taken a seat on the other side of the chessboard. So while he was still idly tapping the chess pieces, she had already taken the black piece and made a move.
His biggest misunderstanding was that Lin Feiran had taken the initiative.
Hearing him speak like this, Bi Sheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Now that your body has stabilized, why don't I find a way to capture Lin Feiran and replace your spiritual veins first?"
The Dao Lord looked at her, shook his head, raised his hand, slightly joined two fingers together, making a twisting motion in the void, but never actually dropped it.
"She knew all along that you and I needed the spiritual vein, so not long ago she appeared alone in the wilderness, hooking the bait straight and the bait salty, but she had no choice but to bite. If I hadn't been too weak at that time, you might have been gone long ago. This is how she survived."
"It's a good thing you didn't go."
Bi Sheng was momentarily speechless: "If I take advantage of the situation..."
You have no chance.
He looked up at Bi Sheng, his wisps of hair fluttering slightly by his ears.
"She is now favored by everyone, has the help of her grandmaster, and not only are all the sects loyal to her, but she also has a peacock in the Selfless Realm by her side, an inescapable shadow, and a sword spirit that will never leave."
No matter how many men you bring, you can't possibly take her down.
Bi Sheng's eyes flickered: "But if we remain in this stalemate and don't go, she won't be able to find the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top. Without the spiritual veins of heaven and earth and without enough energy, how will you be able to emerge when the time comes?"
The Daoist Master gazed into the distance, raised his hand, and the night sky faded away, returning to the warmth of the sun and clouds.
"In a game of strategy, one must live or die. She can set bait, so why can't we? On the chessboard, I also have my own points of leverage."
He first closed his eyes, then slowly opened them. A golden light flashed in his right eye, gradually revealing a lying figure. But it only appeared for a moment before his eyes returned to normal.
That one glance seemed to have taken too much of his strength; his already pale face grew even thinner. He leaned on his bamboo cane and took a few deep breaths.
"She's not in Luoyang right now. Take this opportunity to see Ding Yi, and then..."
His physical strength was no longer enough to support him speaking, so he had no choice but to write it down, using his spiritual power to express his thoughts. After Bi Sheng read it carefully, he raised his hand and released his spiritual light.
...
"Go then." He waved his hand.
Bi Sheng picked up the unconscious Fu Yin, turned to leave, but stopped, still hesitant: "Are you sure you want to see so many people?"
The Daoist Master, leaning on his bamboo cane, slowly walked into the temple: "Lin Feiran will soon think of this, so I must make my move first. Besides, they are all people whose names I have long heard of. I am able to survive in this world thanks to them. It is time to meet them."
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