The Imperial Cauldron was astonished.
"A minor underworld capable of covering an entire continent!"
Feng Bingwen's eyes showed solemnity. Compared to the Netherworld mentioned by the Daoist, the Netherworld mentioned by this Celestial Immortal was merely a small Netherworld that served the human race of a continent, which was more realistic and had the potential to be realized.
What do you think?
The young Taoist priest looked at Feng Bingwen with a warm smile, wanting to hear his evaluation.
"This junior dares not presume to speak!"
Feng Bingwen behaved extremely obediently. He knew nothing just now, which is why he dared to speak his mind. Now, in front of others, he naturally didn't need to make any rash comments. He was on their turf and needed their help.
"Speak freely, I want to hear your thoughts!"
"This junior's cultivation is shallow and knowledge is limited, so I dare not comment on this matter."
You weren't like this just now!
The young Taoist looked at Feng Bingwen with a half-smile, which made Feng Bingwen feel helpless. What was wrong with this senior? These words were tantamount to admitting that he had been spying on him. Did this celestial being not even care about his reputation?
"Then this junior will dare to offer a few words of criticism!"
"Speak!"
"There is great potential in the matter of the Lesser Netherworld!"
"Um!"
The young Taoist priest nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and offered no comment.
"..."
Feng Bingwen sat upright and motionless.
"Are you done talking?"
"It's over!"
"As the Supreme Daoist Child, you shouldn't only have this much insight. If you care about me, then there's no need. I won't pursue the matter because of your words!"
"This junior really has no idea. With tens of thousands of years of accumulation in the Netherworld Path, combined with the power of all the immortals, it is entirely feasible to open up a Lesser Netherworld."
Feng Bingwen repeated, but seeing that this celestial being seemed somewhat persistent, he added a few more words.
"If this method proves to be feasible, and is then promoted throughout the Nine Provinces of the human race, the prosperity of the human race will be just around the corner!"
What do you mean?
"Senior, are you testing me?"
"If you think so, then this is a test of your teaching!"
"According to what our predecessors said, the creation of the Lesser Netherworld was to serve the human race. Therefore, from now on, even if a genius or hero dies unexpectedly, he or she can be reincarnated. Our human race's geniuses will emerge generation after generation, without end."
Feng Bingwen could see this point. A place of the underworld that could accommodate ghosts and spirits to live in and even reincarnate was nothing. What was truly terrifying was that the power of reincarnation could be controlled by a being with its own will.
If such power were to fall into the hands of the human race, even if it were limited to a single continent, and given a few thousand years of time to accumulate, the number of human prodigies would experience explosive growth.
Because the margin for error in human cultivation will be greatly increased, not everyone's cultivation path will be as smooth and flawless as Feng Bingwen's.
Most cultivators in this world often have flaws on their cultivation path due to their talent, the initial techniques used for foundation building, and the lack of resources. These flaws will eventually become burdens on their progress, hindering them from moving forward after reaching a certain level.
However, if one can be reincarnated and retain their memories, even if only a portion of them, under the guidance of the memories of a lifetime of cultivation, a person who was originally mediocre will shine with extremely dazzling brilliance.
As for those cultivators who were originally geniuses, they were even more terrifying. Feng Bingwen could hardly imagine what kind of state the human race would reach once they grasped the power of the Netherworld, even if it was only incomplete. Dominating the world would be a piece of cake for them.
"Indeed, it's rare to find someone with such insight. You truly deserve to be called the Supreme Daoist Master of our time!"
"Senior, I have already taken my leave!"
Feng Bingwen smiled somewhat awkwardly. Having reached his level, he should be in the blessed land of the mountain gate, comprehending the Dharma and cultivating the Tao, rather than wandering in the mortal world.
However, the path of cultivation is always full of unexpected events. He wanted a peaceful life, but unfortunately, there were powerful figures in the sect who did not want him to live such a peaceful life. They could only let his avatar cultivate on his behalf, and the effect was not much different.
"I almost forgot, with your cultivation level, it would indeed be a bit of bullying if you were still serving as a Dao Child."
"Wait a minute, is what you're saying true? You're really going to create a Lesser Netherworld?"
The Imperial Void Cauldron found it hard to accept. Many powerful figures in the human race believed that the Netherworld Path was just making things up and that it was impossible to achieve. They were just watching the show with amusement in their hearts.
He was the same way. There was no other reason. Compared to the heavens and earth, the Netherworld was still too insignificant. Even if the power of the human race were gathered, there was little chance of it being completed, unless the human race possessed the glory of the Golden Crow race in the past.
"Do you think I came here to kill time with you?"
"...Maybe you're just bored?"
"You may study the Daoist texts here. As long as you do not leave this hall, you may freely read all the books in this library!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young Taoist's figure vanished from reality, disappearing without a trace.
"What a hypocrite! Look at his behavior, kid, don't you dare follow his example!"
As the celestial being departed, the Imperial Void Cauldron muttered something behind his back.
"Uh-huh!"
Feng Bingwen responded absentmindedly with two answers.
"What kind of reaction is that? You've already been intimidated?"
Judging from Feng Bingwen's condition, the Imperial Void Cauldron was quite dissatisfied.
Aren't you the same?
Feng Bingwen looked up at the small cauldron hanging in front of him and said nonchalantly.
"I just didn't expect them to do that!"
"I didn't expect them to lower their targets?"
"Indeed, compared to the Netherworld mentioned by the Daoist Master, the Lesser Netherworld, which merely serves the human race of one continent, is more realistic!"
"As expected of the Netherworld Path!"
Seeing that even this stubborn immortal artifact had begun to acknowledge its worth, Feng Bingwen didn't hold back his praise.
"Aside from the Netherworld Path, do the other major immortal sects of the Twelve Paths of Xuanmen also have similar grand plans? Netherworld? Immortal Heaven? Are there any immortal sects that want to establish an Immortal Heaven?"
Feng Bingwen pressed for an answer out of curiosity.
"No, the example of the Netherworld Path is right here. Do you really think that the cultivators of other sects are as foolish as them?"
"Actually, it is possible. It is precisely because of such cultivators that the human race has the opportunity to participate in reincarnation."
"The functions of the Celestial Realm and the Netherworld are different. Opening up the Netherworld gives one the opportunity to seize supreme power and achieve immortality. However, while the Celestial Realm may bring merit and immortality, it will also offend people."
"What do you mean by that?"
Feng Bingwen pressed on with some curiosity, saying that this could be considered a secret among secrets, something that ordinary cultivators were not qualified to know.
"The Netherworld, as deduced by the Daoist Master, can accommodate the spirits and souls of heaven and earth, guide their reincarnation, perfect the order of heaven and earth, and make heaven and earth increasingly prosperous. However, the Immortal Heaven, hehe!"
"Is there anything wrong with the Celestial Realm?"
"If the innate realm were to be opened up, what kind of beings would be qualified to inhabit it?"
"A celestial being!"
"Indeed, according to the Daoist's deduction and plan, once the Immortal Heaven is opened up, it will take in all immortals like you who can easily turn mountains and seas, so that you will not be able to travel between the mortal worlds at will like you are today."
"Severing the connection between heaven and earth?"
Feng Bingwen's expression was strange. In an instant, he understood the innate purpose deduced by the Daoist. For all living beings in the world, opening up the Immortal Heaven would naturally be of great benefit.
But who will create the Celestial Realm? In other words, who will add a shackle to themselves, and who will risk being hated by all the great powers in the world to create the Primordial Realm?
The path of cultivation seeks immortality, and after immortality, what is the ultimate pursuit? Isn't it freedom and liberation? But if one is confined to that so-called celestial realm, is there still freedom and liberation to be found?
"Severing the connection between heaven and earth? What does that mean?"
"nothing!"
Feng Bingwen shook his head. There seemed to be no legend of Jianmu in this world, so he naturally didn't understand the meaning of severing the connection between heaven and earth.
"Creating a celestial realm would offend too many people!"
"Of course. Take you, for example. Would you be willing to be confined to a grotto-heaven, without imperial decree, and forever barred from the mortal world?"
"Of course I don't want to."
Feng Bingwen shook his head. Although he knew that using a powerful method to restrict the interaction between immortals and mortals would be more beneficial than harmful to mortals, as the one who held the power, he didn't like being restricted. Of course, if the chains that could restrict were in his hands and he could break them at any time, that would be a different story.
"Look, there are the most numerous immortals like you. Above you are celestial immortals, earth immortals, and immortal golden immortals. Among all living beings in this world, you are the fewest in number, but your every move can cause immense harm. Confining you to one place is undoubtedly the best thing for all living beings in this world!"
"The reasoning is sound, but just talking about reason is useless. The creation of the Immortal Heaven is to bring all living beings in this world whose power exceeds a certain limit into it. Without the biggest and hardest fist, it is simply impossible to achieve this!"
"It's not possible right now, but who knows what will happen in the future!"
"Hmm? That's all possible. You don't even think the Netherworld can be created, so how can you believe the Celestial Realm can? Even the Supreme Dao doesn't have that ability!"
"The Supreme Dao does not have this ability, but the one who left behind the Supreme Dao lineage does!"
"The Supreme Daoist Venerable!"
Feng Bingwen paused for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.
Will the Daoist Master ever return to this world?
If it were that powerful figure who transcends to a higher level and can slay innate gods and demons like chickens, then whether it's the celestial realm or the netherworld, they should be able to create it if they so choose.
As for the duties of the Immortal Heaven, they will be perfectly fulfilled. There's no way around it; a great figure who has transcended heaven and earth, his fist—no, his reasoning—is simply too powerful. Even Feng Bingwen can only praise him verbally before obediently going inside.
"Definitely!"
The Imperial Void Cauldron answered decisively.
"How do you know? Didn't you say that you weren't even refined when the Daoist transcended?"
Feng Bingwen looked suspicious. This kind of spiritual artifact had gone through a long period of time and knew too many secrets. Unfortunately, it always liked to keep them from a junior like him.
"It's very simple. Now that you've embarked on the path of immortality, don't you feel any attachment to the place where you were born? If you had the chance, wouldn't you go back and take a look?"
"Of course I'll go!"
"That's right! Dao Zun doesn't cultivate the Dao that extinguishes emotions and desires. He also has deep feelings for humanity. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken action back then. Even if such a being transcends, how could he forget heaven and earth? One day, Dao Zun will surely return!"
When will you be back?
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? I want to know too."
"whispering sound!"
Feng Bingwen curled his lip in disdain.
"Boy, this is a rare opportunity. Immortals and the netherworld are too far removed from you. If you had the strength of a celestial being, you might have been able to get a share of the spoils by relying on me. Why would you be under house arrest like this now!"
"If I had the strength of a celestial being, I could still get a share of the spoils whether you were there or not. What's meant to be mine will be mine."
"You ungrateful wretch! How dare a mere immortal pry into the power of reincarnation?"
"You're such a wimp, all you do is take your anger out on someone like me, a junior!"
Feng Bingwen could easily tell that this was exactly what that celestial being had said to mock the Imperial Void Cauldron.
"What can you do? You still have to obediently endure it, don't you?"
"..."
Feng Bingwen was too lazy to pay attention to the Imperial Void Cauldron anymore, because he did indeed possess a spiritual artifact. There was nothing he could do; the other party just wanted to cling to him like a king, so he could only treat it as a favor.
As Feng Bingwen's mind became absorbed in the Taoist book in his hand that explained the principles of reincarnation and rebirth, the originally spiritual artifact gradually quieted down.
If this kid just wants to chat idly, he's naturally happy to keep him company, even sharing some ancient secrets that no one else knows, leaving the kid stunned and bewildered. His startled and jumpy demeanor is quite amusing. But if the kid is seriously trying to comprehend the Dao, then he'll naturally have to fulfill his duty of protecting him.
Time passed silently. Feng Bingwen sat cross-legged in the deep palace, without sleep or rest, without food or drink, day and night meditating on the Daoist scriptures of reincarnation, and gradually gained some understanding in his heart.
He seemed to know how to send people directly to reincarnation. Of course, he only cared about sending them; he couldn't control what would happen if they actually participated in the cycle of reincarnation, as he didn't have that kind of cultivation.
Feng Bingwen was not satisfied with just that. What he wanted to send into reincarnation was not the soul of an ordinary person, but the soul nurtured by the true fire, which was of immeasurable height.
So the books on the table in front of him piled up higher and higher, until they gradually surrounded him, and from the outside, he could no longer be seen.
As the six-month term came to an end, the young Taoist priest, whose every move exuded a refined and scholarly air, stood up comfortably from the pile of books. He looked at the pile of books that was almost as tall as him and a faint smile appeared on his face. But just as his smile bloomed, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook, and the pile of books instantly engulfed his figure.
(End of this chapter)
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