Qi Wuhuo, guided by Taishang, expressed his deep obsession and great wish.
The old man stopped stroking his beard for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "What a great aspiration, what a heart of Taoism!"
"You can see farther than your two brothers, and your vision is much greater, but this road is bound to be full of killing. If you take a wrong step, you may be completely destroyed and face many fatal disasters. The further you go, the greater the obstacles will be. Perhaps one day, you will also..."
His voice paused slightly.
Looking at the young Taoist in front of him.
It was like seeing the Great Emperor Haotian who, several eons ago, was wielding a sword and dominating an entire generation, unrivaled in the universe.
It’s not that Qi Wuhuo has any relationship with this Haotian, nor is it that his current ability is really comparable to that of the Great Emperor Haotian. It’s just that the old man’s experience and knowledge allow him to see that the path of the young man in front of him must be full of killing, just like the path of Haotian in the past.
Maybe one day...
This sword chosen by the old man himself will also point at the old man himself.
Looking at it now, if he wants to make the five directions and five realms all unified, then one day he will have to hold the sword and face the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods. Only by pacifying the Three Pure Ones and suppressing the Four Imperial Gods can he be worthy of the "suppression" he mentioned. However, the old man did not say these things, nor did he feel that the scene was such a bitter thing.
If one day, his disciples could reach that step, he would be very pleased.
Yuqing will lower her eyes and smile, while Shangqing will play the sword and sing wildly.
He was able to come with his sword drawn, upright and dignified, and say that his path was different!
Aren’t you a fellow Taoist?
What we need is not the so-called disciples who are blessed by the master and are only for viewing and relying on the master's reputation. What's the point? What we need is the fellow Taoists who step by step, rely on themselves and come to us with dignity.
He was worried about his disciple's future, but he also knew that since he had such a wish, it was meaningless to express his so-called worry. In the end, he just stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "There are many calamities of death, no doubt."
The young Taoist answered calmly:
“The road may be far, but we must keep going; even if the road leads to death, we must keep going.”
"No, it's not worthy of praise."
"Are you seeking to live? Are you seeking the truth?"
Then the old man pointed at the young Taoist priest and laughed loudly, saying, "What a pity! What a pity!"
“What a pity!”
The old man's laughter was full of joy and regret.
He looked at the eyes of the young Taoist in front of him, which were actually filled with a feeling of deep regret, but also with more kindness. He rarely praised his disciples very directly. Even though Qi Wuhuo planned to die as a son, he just said it was a good move. But at this moment, he really sighed and said:
"It's a pity that you were not born five calamities earlier, otherwise you would be worthy of being my Taoist friend."
"It's a pity that you were not born four calamities earlier, otherwise, Haotian would have taken you in as his confidant!"
The young Taoist shook his head and simply replied, "Why should I feel sorry for it?"
Then the old man stroked his beard and smiled knowingly.
Just thinking of the young Taoist's current situation, his expression became a little solemn again, and he asked:
"This time you went through the tribulation, even if there was this so-called [Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice], that power only allowed you to turn yin into yang, and turn death into life. You are still in the desperate situation of Fengdu City. Shangqing created 668 Taichi Lingwen, but it did not say that each Taichi Lingwen has an upper limit to contain the power of the Great Emperor, not to mention that it is a prototype created by you."
"With only this one text as a constraint, you cannot restrain the five ghost emperors even if they take the initiative to chant and create rituals."
"And the central ghost is the world's first Yin God, with the highest realm among Yin objects. It was created by the creation of heaven and earth. It will immediately detect your tricks and then kill you completely. Then it will completely turn to the South Pole for immortality. How can you break such a catastrophe?"
The young Taoist simply said, "I have my own plans."
The old man looked at him, smiled, and said, "Forget it. I see that you are 70% sure, so I won't ask any more questions. You have to walk and choose your own path. It should be so..." He stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "You entered my sect, but I never taught you any magical powers from the beginning to the end. Have you ever blamed me along the way, Wuhuo?"
The young Taoist replied: "But the teacher pointed out the direction of the Tao."
"Let the disciples hear the truth."
“Only after hearing the Tao can one ask about the Tao, practice the Tao, and realize the Tao.”
“If you hear of a minor path, you should follow it; if you hear of a major path, you should follow it. The teacher points out the direction of the supreme major path, so that the disciples can see this longest and largest path from the beginning and will not go wrong.”
"If this is the case, and you still feel dissatisfied, am I being a little greedy?"
The old man looked at his disciple, smiled gently, and said:
"Just don't blame the teacher."
"You have come this far on the Path. I had originally planned to wait for you to progress step by step, and then teach you many magical powers. But your speed has exceeded my expectations, and your experiences are more dangerous than I had expected. I have lived for too long. For me, not to mention several years, even a hundred years is just a moment."
"Between you and me, it's like I just left the house not long ago, and when I turned around, I could already vaguely see your figure chasing after me."
"How can I not be happy? How can I not be surprised?"
"You want to get out of this catastrophe now. Since you already have your own method, I won't add anything more to it."
"Otherwise, it would seem like I don't believe you."
"When you break through these layers of calamities, I will teach you a method."
The young Taoist was surprised and asked, "Teacher's method?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yes..."
"This method can be the weakest or the strongest. I have taught myself, accepted disciples and passed on the method, and no one has been able to obtain it."
"Yuqing and Shangqing have never existed."
"As for Xuandu, although he has mastered my alchemy method, he is not destined to have my supernatural power, which is a pity. Therefore, this method is only known by me and you. It is [one qi transformed, two, three]. I don't know its name, you can call it whatever you want. However, the realm required by this method is too high, and only those who have realized the truth can enter."
"Even if it's you, Wuhuo, you're still a little short of cultivation."
Qi Wuhuo realized:
"One Qi manifests itself. Teacher's method requires you to transform three into two, and two into one, before you can get started."
"If that's the case, then practicing in reverse is the way to achieve longevity, and whether to practice in the same direction is the method. The master's magical power should be to transform one qi into two, and then return to three. This is the means of [one qi into three], right?"
The old man seemed to have known that the young Taoist could have deduced it, so he just laughed out loud, stroked his beard and admired.
Then he said in a very encouraging tone: "Have no doubts, have no doubts, work hard to practice, and when you return from this tribulation, I will pass on my Taoism to you. Although I say pass it on to you, it is not really passing it on to you, it is just passing it on to you in name only, and I am only doing this as a "stone from another mountain" for you. Teacher is waiting for you to achieve the realm you mentioned today one day, and I am looking forward to you creating a method that surpasses my method one day."
"At that time, the teacher felt that it was a blessing for you to accept me as your teacher and embark on the path of Taoism."
"But it is my great fortune to accept you as my disciple and guide you into the Tao."
"But speaking of it..."
"This method eliminates the effect of [Stones from Other Mountains]. Five hundred years later, you may still need it."
There was a rare hint of joking in the old man's kind eyes.
Qi Wuhuo was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he really didn't know what the teacher was talking about, so he could only answer:
"Teacher, your words are profound, but I don't quite understand them."
A subtle statement?!
The Supreme Master couldn't help but laugh. However, no matter how curious the young Taoist was or how he asked, he did not answer, just like when the disciple kept the secret just now. He just said, "You will know it by then."
"But, when the time comes, the teacher will ask you to give a message to the other two."
Qi Wuhuo: “???”
The Supreme Master looked at his disciple, who rarely showed his youthful innocence. His sleeves were slightly turned up, his hair and beard were white, and his expression was kind and gentle. He just smiled and said:
"Supreme Lord, you are so arrogant."
"You guys, so what?"
Such domineering words, spoken from the mouth of the old man in front of him, stunned the young Taoist. His eyes widened and white plums fell on his hair. This caused the Supreme Taoist to laugh out loud, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at the young Taoist.
This is my disciple after all!
Will inherit my mantle.
My disciple alongside me.
With such disciples and friends, why wouldn't I be proud? !
Thinking of what interesting expressions those two would show five hundred years from now, even though Tai Shang Dao Zu, whose state of mind was as kind as water and there would be ripples, knew that any ripples would be calmed, could not help but smile from the bottom of his heart. He felt that such a future was somewhat interesting amidst the ups and downs and storms.
The old man helped Qi Wuhuo understand the way forward, and made a promise with him that he would pass on his teachings after he defeated the calamity.
Looking at the young Taoist, he smiled and sighed, then slowly disappeared, never to be seen again.
…
Or as the real chess player judged, Qi Wuhuo is ultimately just a speck of dust. Even though he is a disciple of Sanqing, the disciples of Sanqing are not amulets. In many cases, they will be immediately attacked and dealt with. He is a chess piece with a special identity that is worth using.
But chess pieces are ultimately used and discarded.
No one cares what happens to the chess piece thrown into the chess box.
棋子被白皙的手指拈起来，轻轻放在了棋盘上，发出的声音清脆，在这巨大的行宫之中，显得尤其的空幽和寂静，细微的声音涟漪碰触到了墙壁，而后复又回弹，渐至于幽隐难以察觉之境。
荒爻正以伏羲氏的算筹之法卜算天下万物，她的眸子幽冷，和曾经与齐无惑接触时候那种闲散慵懒，犹如卸职游玩时的气质完全不同，借以先天八卦之法和后天八卦之法，层层叠叠，逆转而推断之，荒爻窥见了现在的真正大势。
“青景威，锦州，人王，三隐曜星君。”
“当代之妖皇，天界之东华。”
“妖皇背后，是和先祖有仇的勾陈。”
“东华背后，亦是四御之勾陈。”
“八千年前的人皇和龙皇之死，应该也是勾陈。”
“勾陈的目标是，后土皇地祇……”
荒爻每说一句话，就放下一枚棋子，于是虚空泛起涟漪，声音冷淡，棋子声清幽。
她收回手掌，袖袍垂落，抬眸看向前方。
第一句话，虚空起涟漪，第二句话，已是有纵横勾勒之金光。
等到了最后一句话说完，荒爻看着前方，看到无数的金色流光纵横变化，已成好好恢弘之气象，在伏羲氏的沙盘法宝之上，勾勒牵连，最终化作了一个巨大无比的风暴，上接天穹，下抵大地，横贯左右，最终这无数金色流光汇聚的旋涡，将整个六界都牵扯其中。
荒爻定定看着这一幕，这神通法术构建推演的未来，有丝丝缕缕的金色流光，倒映在荒爻的眸子里面，让她安静许久，方才轻轻开口：
“量劫……”
以伏羲氏的手段推演变化，窥见的，正是量劫！
而现在这个量劫，本来在半月之前就要彻底爆发的，只是不知道因为什么缘故，这本该彻底爆发的量劫，竟然是僵持住了，维系在了一种将要爆发却没有爆发的状态，这也就是现在这伏羲氏神通变化出的画面——
风暴已席卷六界，但是却还在缓缓旋转。
未曾彻底坍塌，未曾爆发。
这似乎是一种安定，一种比较特殊的平衡。
但是这样的状态，在荒爻眼中，比起直接爆发的量劫更为可怖——这代表着未知，代表着量劫第一次巨大冲突的双方都在这段时间内积蓄力量，如弓拉满蓄力，一旦平衡坍塌，量劫开启将会比起直接爆发的量劫更为浩瀚，更为巨大。
一拳打出，虽然突兀难以防范，但是破坏力自然不如蓄势一拳。
“到底是什么力量，导致现在的量劫处于现在的平衡……”
荒爻微微皱眉。
脑海之中，本能地浮现出了曾经有过交锋，曾经让祂吃瘪的那少年道人。
仿佛还可看到那少年道人一双平和眸子。
会是他吗？
荒爻摇了摇头，将这个荒谬的念头扔出去。
“怎么可能会是他？”
“只是一介凡人，并无什么特殊的血脉，对于卜算推占之上，也没有什么造诣，就算……就算是有几分小聪明，却又怎么可能以一介真人之身，参与到而今的量劫之中呢？”
“恐怕是我推演量劫之轨迹，过于疲乏了。”
荒爻抬起手按了按眉心，听得了轻微的，如同小猫般的脚步声，她明朗艳丽的脸上浮现出一丝丝微笑，就连心中的疲惫都仿佛一扫而空，转过身来，果然看到身穿月白长裙的少女小步走来，身上有垂落银饰，有玉石装饰，小蓬草每一日都有一身新的衣裳。
都有和衣裳搭配的上乘配饰。
只最基础的衣食住行之上，就有这样的讲究，更不必说其他。
没法子。
控制不住啊！
每每荒爻反应过来的时候，已经各种宝物都撒出去了。
荒爻有时，心中也是会有些懊恼的。
只是这样的懊恼，常常就连半天都难以持续下去，就如同现在，小蓬草给荒爻端来了恰好温度的茶，还有她自己做的小点心，然后为荒爻按揉肩膀，白皙柔软的手掌按在肩膀上，自是按不动荒爻，但是后者还是觉得心都要化了。
心神的疲惫都大幅度的降低。
觉得给小蓬草砸宝物，是一件理所当然的事情。
荒爻捧着茶，慨叹一声，在心中叹息。
“先祖啊，我似乎有些可以理解你了……”
这句话落下的时候，荒爻身子一僵，瞬间反应过来。
等等——！
谁要理解你个杂毛蛇了？！！
荒爻几乎要咬牙切齿，也就是伏羲死了，若是这个先祖还在的话，荒爻恨不得把他埋到地里面，然后拿着铁锹砸开他的脑壳，看着里面是不是九成的大脑里面，每一寸脑浆子都浸满了娲皇这两个文字。
剩下一成？
剩下一成当然是，动娲皇的都得死！！！
只是荒爻心底愤怒的时候，忽而察觉到了小蓬草的犹豫和迟疑，荒爻便是明白了小蓬草是有求于自己，于是叹了口气，语气仍及是连妖皇都无法得到的温柔宽和，道：“是不是想要知道那个臭道士的下落？”
小蓬草脸色微红，然后还是小心翼翼点了点头。
荒爻本来想要严词拒绝的。
但是看到小蓬草小心翼翼的模样。
心一下软下来，只是叹了口气，道：“罢了，罢了，明明前日才算过，又要算？”
“好好好，我给你算便是，给你算，别哭！”
“且去把算筹带来。”
小蓬草用力点头，然后转过身来，哒哒哒的一路小跑，很快就带着许多的玉石算筹回来，捧了满怀，荒爻看着小蓬草模样，把伏羲血脉留存的，把那个道士捆起来抽一顿的冲动压下，而后平平淡淡道：
“最后一次了。”
“下不为例！”
“嗯！”
荒爻叹了口气，她说下不为例，但是心里面知道，其实是今天的下不为例。
明天的自己，也一定还是会倒在小蓬草亮莹莹的眼睛下。
真的是，那道士……
凭什么！
一边想着，一边轻描淡写的完成了退散，碧色的玉石飞起来，泛起亮色，而后就要化作卦象，小蓬草因为想要弄清楚齐无惑的处境，现在都已经能够认出诸多卦象了，倒是让荒爻又是喜悦，又是不痛快。
总也会诅咒两句，那个臭牛鼻子，死了算了。
咔嚓的清脆声音，让走神的荒爻怔住。
她的眸子瞬间收缩，看向自己的算筹。
代表齐无惑处境的翡翠算筹之上，出现了一道狰狞刺目的痕迹，这一道裂痕从最高处直接粉碎而下，最终化作血色，这代表着的是——
“那家伙。”
死了？！！
怎么可能！
荒爻心中震动，她忽而听到了雨滴落下的声音，然后看到小蓬草呆呆的站在那里，小脸苍白，双眼瞪大，而后大滴大滴的眼泪从她脸上滑落。
他……死了？
小蓬草眼前仿佛还可以看到那个少年道人，神采飞扬，如星辰一般出现。
而现在，他死了。
原来，就连星辰都会陨落的吗？
荒爻有些手足无措，道：“小蓬草，你……不要哭了……”
“哭？”
“我哭了吗？”
小蓬草愣住，她伸出手，发现自己的视线变得模糊，而后大滴大滴的眼泪落在掌心，落在手背，又是这样，原来眼泪是可以在自己没有被卖掉，没有被鞭打，没有被欺负的时候流下来的吗？
可是，为什么我的心脏好难受。
小蓬草怔怔然失神，脸上似乎没有悲伤，但是眼泪却不断留下。
她捂着自己的心口，张了张口，想要说什么。
“贫道，齐无惑。”
“小蓬草不喜欢这样……”
“好吃吗？”
“因为我希望她知道，这个世界上，她是独一无二的她，不是什么被售卖的货物。”
“有人，至少，我从不会将她当做是货物。”
眼泪大滴落下，小蓬草捂着刺痛的心，张了张口，想要说什么，但是张口却是一声压抑着的呜咽，最后化作了一声声，咬着牙，不敢大声发出声音的哭泣声音，她的双眼黝黑，面容却苍白如草。
她好像又是秋日的蓬草了。
荒爻看着哭泣着的少女，想要开口却忽而听到细碎的声音，她微微一滞，眸子瞪大，缓缓转过身，看到方才的玉牌坠在地上，丝丝缕缕的流光升腾而起，化作血色，汇入了那巨大无比的伏羲氏沙盘之上。
而后，丝丝缕缕的血色流光侵染。
原本的金色恢弘风暴，只刹那之间，尽数猩红！
越发的恢弘，越发的狂暴，不受控制，席卷六界，猛然横扫！
荒爻呢喃道：“量劫，将开……”
“不，不可能，他只是一个凡人。”
“他只是一个没有血脉和先祖庇佑的凡人。”
“他不可能靠着自己去短暂制住了量劫，他不可能靠着自己成为了棋手。”
“他不可能……不可能……”
“以他之身拖延量劫，而其死，则会令量劫，以数倍之威，再度重开……”
狂暴的，席卷了六界的风暴倒映在了荒爻那一双明亮的眸子里面，最终推演的未来之中，量劫将六界都湮灭，而其起源……
……
In Ruizhu Palace, Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi had a dream.
In that dream.
She saw the young Taoist running, saw him opening up the earth veins to heal himself, and saw him control the catastrophe with his own strength.
But the scene changed again.
Then, she saw the young Taoist priest’s heart pierced by countless chains, his Taoist robe stained red by countless blood, the divine light in his eyes finally disappearing, and he was finally hung in the sky in humiliation. Thousands of ghosts shouted and howled. She saw the Dongyue Seal, and saw the Dongyue Seal emitting strands of green light.
The light in Qi Wuhuo's eyes gradually dimmed, his head drooped, his limbs were pierced by chains, hanging high, and blood dripped.
Died.
The dream of Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi ended.
for a long time.
She slowly opened her eyes.
In the eyes.
Only murderous intent remains!