"Thank you both for your hospitality, ladies! We are extremely grateful!"
Above the misty marshland, a handsome Taoist priest bid farewell to two beautiful figures.
"Young Taoist priest, please wait a moment. If you have some free time in the future, you may come and sit here with us sisters."
Before the Taoist priest stood a woman with moth-like eyebrows and white teeth, possessing a captivating and elegant beauty, like a thousand flowers in full bloom, her beauty stunning. Behind her was a woman with hair tied in a topknot, wearing a crown adorned with a jade hibiscus and dangling hairpins. She had snow-white skin, a beautiful face, and eyes like peach blossoms. She wore a green and white dress with an orange ribbon and a blue sash. As she moved, her clothes fluttered and danced in the wind.
"must!"
Feng Bingwen answered with a smile, and then, under the gaze of two pairs of phoenix eyes, gracefully transformed into light and departed.
"I really envy him!"
Watching Feng Bingwen's departing figure, the goddess, who was half a step behind, gently parted her lips and spoke softly.
"Little sister, what do you envy about him?"
The elegant woman turned around and asked with a smile.
"His talent, his youth, or his background?"
"His carefree and unrestrained spirit!"
"That's because of the Supreme Dao, which is why this young man has such advantages within the Qin Dynasty!"
"If only we were disciples of the Supreme Dao, the tyrant of Qin would never dare to humiliate us!"
"Sister, stop talking nonsense!"
The goddess, who had been smiling, suddenly changed her expression.
“I didn’t say anything wrong. If it weren’t for the fact that our husbands still have some influence left, we would have turned into ashes long ago.”
"Therefore, we need to be even more careful with our words and actions!"
"I understand, sister!"
High in the sky, the wind carrying the light of culture soared, still pondering the two goddesses he had previously visited, and a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection) welled up within him.
"The living conditions in the Divine Path of Beiming Prefecture are too poor!"
It's no wonder Feng Bingwen felt this way, because the two goddesses he had visited earlier were quite remarkable. They were the wives of an ancient human king, and because of the king's merits, they were granted the title of Goddess of Mountains and Rivers.
Logically speaking, with the halo of being the wives of an ancient human king, these two goddesses should have lived a very comfortable life, but unfortunately, this place is the Northern Underworld Continent.
The Qin Dynasty, which ruled this continent, was particularly dissatisfied with those beings within its territory who occupied divine positions for various reasons. Therefore, after the Qin Dynasty truly brought the Northern Underworld under its control, it launched a campaign against the divine path.
That was an especially dark period for the divine path, with tens of thousands of gods falling under the weapons of the Qin army. Among them were gods who had existed since ancient times, but they too could not escape the calamity in that great purge.
Only a very small number of deities survived the purges of the Qin Dynasty. Most of these deities who survived had extremely prominent statuses before being conferred the title of deity and had made significant contributions to humanity.
That's why they were spared from the chaos of war. Even so, after that catastrophe of the gods, the incense offerings of the surviving gods were almost wiped out. They could not receive any sacrifices or offerings, and all they could rely on were the earth veins and water veins they controlled. Their divine power was much weaker than before.
Such a thing is hard to imagine in other continents of the human race, especially in Donghua Continent where Feng Bingwen was born. She was the wife of an ancient human king. Just the blessing of this identity alone would have earned her incense offerings at least at the level of a great god, second only to the Divine Emperor.
However, in the Northern Underworld, such a status merely exempted them from attack and allowed them to continue to exist.
However, as an outsider, Feng Bingwen could only sigh at this situation, which was different from other continents, without having any particular thoughts.
The Qin emperor who truly unified the Northern Sea Continent and was qualified to be called emperor back then launched a campaign of killing against the gods. If it was only because of his strong desire for control, this explanation is obviously not reasonable.
Shinto, which relies heavily on humanism for its development, is an indispensable part of a nation. The strength of Shinto often symbolizes the prosperity of the human race. If gods want to receive enough offerings, they often have to protect believers at all costs.
The campaign to overthrow the gods and eradicate the people's dependence on them was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a result of special circumstances and meticulous planning, which led to this catastrophe in the realm of the gods.
Without knowing the facts, I will not comment!
At this moment, Feng Bingwen was merely lamenting the desolate situation of the Northern Sea Continent's divine path. He had no intention of changing or participating in the matter; it was none of his business, and he was just passing by.
"It's time to go to Xianyang!"
Once the thought was settled, Feng Bingwen did not linger in the air. Even when he encountered a large city, he would not enter it but instead detour around it. This was because flying over cities required a certain speed. Conversely, as long as one left the restricted area of a large city, within a certain altitude range, cultivators could travel at great speeds.
With Feng Bingwen's cultivation level, he disregarded the cost and sped along at top speed. In less than a day, he saw the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, Xianyang, which was just an outline stretching across the horizon.
Even so, it brought Feng Bingwen a great shock and pressure. The aura of the human imperial capital that suppressed an entire continent was an indescribable shock to cultivators like Feng Bingwen, especially for a genius cultivator like Feng Bingwen who had a special physique and could feel more, but whose cultivation level was not high enough.
"Xianyang!"
Feng Bingwen's figure froze in mid-air. The aura accumulated by the ancient capital over thousands of years instantly brought endless enlightenment to Feng Bingwen's mind. Behind him, chaos surged, like a giant egg of chicken rising and falling slightly.
The spiritual energy that suppressed the eight wastelands and swept across the six directions caused unprecedented changes in the strange phenomena behind Feng Bingwen, as if endless images were sprouting within it.
Galloping iron cavalry, speeding chariots, arrows raining down, dilapidated cities, the Great Wall stretching endlessly, like a towering giant that could hold up the sky... Many strange phenomena flowed one by one in the strange phenomena behind Feng Bingwen, and then became clearer and clearer, and the scene that was displayed became more and more magnificent.
No matter how the chaos changes or evolves, the giant egg within remains still, but silently begins to grow strong, its limbs transforming from the shape of an infant into that of a child.
Feng Bingwen's aura also showed a significant increase, with a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth pouring into his body from all directions. However, the location where Feng Bingwen had his enlightenment at this moment was truly unfavorable.
Although it was only on the outskirts of Xianyang and did not enter the city, this was the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. The number of people coming and going was as numerous as the silt in the river, impossible to count.
As soon as Feng Bingwen made the slightest move, hundreds and thousands of eyes fell on him. In the air, the iron cavalry riding black eagles also surrounded him. The strange phenomenon caused by Feng Bingwen was so grand that it alarmed many people.
"Who is this person? He's actually comprehending the Dao outside Xianyang City!"
"I don't know, but he's probably another genius cultivator from some sect. He had an epiphany on the spot after seeing Xianyang City for the first time and the energy of the city mingled. He has good comprehension, but it's really a pity."
"pity?"
“Look, the Xuan Ying patrol has passed by. That little Taoist’s enlightenment state is about to be interrupted. No matter what, this is Xianyang City, not the little Taoist’s mountain gate. We can’t let him meditate here.”
Many cultivators who were traveling in and out of the sky above Xianyang City stopped to watch, drawn by the imagery evoked by Feng Bingwen. Some were filled with envy, some sighed with dejection, and some were even more gloating. The myriad expressions of cultivators were on full display here.
Enlightenment is a rare experience for most cultivators, perhaps only occurring once in their lifetime. This unique state is what all cultivators strive for.
Outside Xianyang City, Feng Bingwen experienced a sudden enlightenment due to the interaction of his vital energies. In the Northern Sea Continent, where no one knew him, this caused quite a stir, but it also attracted a lot of jealousy.
However, just when many cultivators thought that Feng Bingwen's enlightenment state would be interrupted, they saw a jade talisman fly out automatically from Feng Bingwen's robe, emitting a soft glow, and then be caught by the approaching Xuan Ying patrol rider.
"Tai Shang Daozi?!"
Upon learning the identity of the enlightened youth before him, the patrolman whose face was covered by iron armor paused and changed his mind.
According to past practice, once someone causes chaos and disrupts order in and around Xianyang, restoring order is the priority. Generally, their identity is disregarded because this is Xianyang.
But that's only the general case. The identity of this young Taoist is too extraordinary for a mere patrolman like him to decide. Even though he cultivates martial arts, he knows how rare enlightenment is for a cultivator. If he interrupts it, he might be cutting off the path of cultivation.
He cannot bear the responsibility of severing the path of the Supreme Daoist. Not to mention himself, even if his entire family were implicated, they probably still couldn't bear the blame.
If something is beyond your control, the only solution is to report it to your superiors and get the person in charge to handle it.
Thus, under the watchful eyes of more and more onlookers and Qin people, the young Taoist priest whose back-emerging phenomena were becoming increasingly magnificent was surrounded by nearly a hundred Xuan Ying Knights. Judging from their appearance, they did not intend to interrupt his enlightenment process, but rather to protect him from external interference.
"Who is this person?"
The cultivators' eyes were sharp; some noticed Feng Bingwen the moment the strange phenomenon occurred and witnessed the situation, which happened after the jade talisman was released.
The appearance and design of the jade talisman were very familiar to many cultivators who had just entered the territory, because each of them had one. Without it, they would be unable to move an inch within the Great Qin territory.
"I don't know. I suppose it comes from a Daoist holy land that can stand on equal footing with the Great Qin. Otherwise, that kid wouldn't have received such treatment. If my kid had an epiphany, he would probably have been awakened long ago."
"Come on, kid. Even if your son had an epiphany, he wouldn't have this kind of presence. He's been noticed, but nobody pays him any attention. You think you can get kicked out? Dream on!"
"You scoundrel, can't you speak properly? Take this!"
"Are you sure you want to fight me here? There's a whole column of Black Eagles patrolling the sky; their eyes are sharper than those of eagles!"
The unusual situation naturally sparked discussion among the onlookers, and the commotion grew louder and louder, attracting even more attention. Watching the drama unfold is a biological instinct, and even cultivators are not immune to it.
Xianyang City is the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, and every day, countless "important figures" come and go from it. Naturally, they would notice Feng Bingwen, a cultivator who caused an anomaly but was still being protected.
This inevitably arouses curiosity. Outsider cultivators have no choice but to watch the show from the sidelines and speculate wildly. However, for those powerful figures who hold authority, they naturally have channels to gather information.
However, the vast majority of people never knew Feng Bingwen's identity, but a small number of "big shots" had the power to let people know the truth.
Thus, Feng Bingwen's identity began to circulate among the onlookers. After all, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. However, before the truth was revealed, there were even more people making wild guesses. Rumors always seem to spread so easily.
Therefore, when the truth comes out, it is met with disdain by many onlookers, because it does not satisfy their desire to watch the drama unfold. Rumors that are baseless but extremely sensational are more likely to attract their attention.
“I have irrefutable information here. This boy’s identity has been verified. I learned this from my brother’s third concubine. Her husband, who is also my brother, works in the Xinyang Marquis’s mansion!”
"Brother Dao, your brother seems a bit shady. Is he really your brother?"
"That's true, of course. We're friends who've been through thick and thin together. But that's not important. What's important is the information I gathered."
"Oh, I wonder what news you have, brother?"
"This child is the current Dao Child of the Supreme Dao!"
The cultivator who had learned the latest news looked arrogant, but instead of praise, he was met with disdain and contempt.
"The Supreme Daoist Master? This has already been said to be fake news. You actually believe it? Don't you even think about it? The Supreme Daoist Master is a figure who is rarely seen. How could he suddenly appear outside Xianyang City and cause such a big commotion?"
"What you say makes sense, but this is fake news. What have you heard, brother?"
Some cultivators, who had paid a considerable price just to watch the drama unfold, were somewhat resentful.
"Are you sure you can keep your mouth shut? If you can't keep your mouth shut, don't go around asking about such confidential information, or you might bring trouble upon yourself!"
"Don't you know my words, fellow Daoist? What enters my ears will never reach a third person."
"Then come closer and listen!"
Is it really that mysterious?
The onlookers were surprised, but they still went closer and heard a voice that was muffled by magic, but still very low.
"Do you know that before His Majesty ascended the throne, he traveled throughout the Nine Provinces and fell in love with a prodigy from a Daoist sect, leaving behind a bloodline? Now that this imperial prince has learned of his identity, he has come all the way back to see his biological father."
"Is he truly His Majesty's long-lost imperial son?"
The cultivators who heard this confidential information showed a look of shock on their faces.
"Of course! If you don't believe me, just look at this setup. No ordinary cultivator, no matter how powerful their background, would receive such treatment."
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