Chapter 72: The appearance of all beings in the imperial class.
While Zhongnan Dao Sect was organizing and carrying out the ruins exploration activities in full swing, a pair of clear golden eyes slowly opened on the top of Wanshou Mountain on the other side.
"Venerable Yunmeng, you really kept us waiting for a long time."
Overtly and covertly, violent, cold, calm, indifferent... countless pairs of eyes slowly turned to him.
Zongshan was silent for a moment. He lowered his head, looked at the familiar lines on the fingers of this body, and realized something.
"What did you do to Si Chun?"
"...Don't be so nervous, old man Yunmeng." said the old voice.
"Although it took some effort to lure Master Wu here, the fact that Si Chun obeyed our wishes and came here shows that he had some suspicions about how this matter would develop...
Otherwise, how could we have summoned you so smoothly?"
Upon hearing this, the golden-eyed male cultivator showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Where is Mochou?"
"With me. If it weren't for Mo Chou, it would be difficult for us to locate Si Chun... After all, he is a Mahayana master who has mastered the true meaning of Tao. He has always been difficult to capture."
The fair-skinned female cultivator gently covered her lips. Among the many old monsters from various sects present here, she was one of the few who did not conceal her body shape.
Or maybe it was because, considering her current appearance, covering it up would only make it more obvious.
Lingju Daozun, the chief deity of the Beast Taming Sect, had spread the rumor that he was going to transcend the tribulation period and ascend to heaven. Now, the Jade Jujiu had merged with the other half of his spirit beast body, giving him a strange appearance with a human upper body, wings growing on the inside of his arms, and a phoenix lower body.
The female cultivator rolled her inky black eyes, her tone hoarse with a hint of coldness.
"Don't change the subject... You know we're doing this to gain something, Yun Mengzi."
Yun Mengzi put his hands in his sleeves, looking calm.
"You must continue your journey to the Heavenly Stage and ascend to the Immortal Realm. Regarding these matters, the Hehuan Sect has always had no objection and does not want to get involved. They have given away all the life notes they have ever received.
You all said before that this matter has nothing to do with us, so why are you acting like this now?"
"One time, another time..."
They whispered.
"When the thunder tribulation arrived, how could you maintain your realm without falling? We received a new life note... If this incident hadn't happened, we could have used enough spiritual power to attack the upper realm!"
"Yunmengzi, answer me, how have you been able to survive until now?"
The crowd pressed forward step by step, and in the silent air was the decision made after weighing the pros and cons.
The pressure spread over the body inch by inch like a surging tide, strangling the throat, binding the hands and feet, leaving the being trapped in the middle with no room to escape.
"—That should have been your death, but you managed to dodge it. What this represents is enough for us to treat you like this!"
There was no point in saying more. Zongshan, who was possessed by Si Chun, sighed slowly.
"You all know exactly how the Miyin Sect was destroyed... but you insist on doing this even so. It seems like you won't believe anything I say."
Now that things have come to this, is there anything Zongshan doesn't understand?
He watched every pair of eyes, the Sword God of the Sword Palace, the Half-Step Ascendant of Penglai Fairy Island, the anonymous old man of Duobao Pagoda, the Supreme Elder of Zhongnan Dao Sect, the Supreme Old Demon of Jile Sect, the Great Priest of the Beast Taming Sect...
Anyone who steps forward at this moment would be a big shot that would shock any cultivator in the outside world.
Zongshan has witnessed the past of each person. In the past, they all possessed a clear and righteous aura, beautiful visions, youthful spirit and unparalleled willpower...
But at this moment, everyone was wrapped in this turbid world, staring at his eyes with greedy and vicious expressions like hyenas.
Deep down, Zongshan was not willing to open up the connection between the two worlds, but it was obvious that everyone hoped that he would follow the uncontrollable destiny and take action to open up the path to heaven for all living beings.
What is destiny?
For the people in the lower realm, the Fate Note conveys hope and the direction of the future. Although Yun Mengzi has proven through his actions that the so-called "Fate Note" can shake...
But the contrast between this personal will and the aspirations of all living beings is really too insignificant.
Yun Mengzi can guarantee that his own realm will not drop, but can he guarantee that everyone's lifespan will not be shortened and their souls will not be destroyed?
He couldn't. If he could, why would he linger in the lower realms for so long, refusing to ascend no matter what?!
It is possible that the Beast Taming Sect's chief priest Yu Jujiu survived the catastrophe and ascended to heaven, but this was just an excuse.
An excuse to gather all the monsters together, a last chance, an opportunity that everyone wants to give it a try.
Faced with the dream of ascending to heaven that he had longed for, even the inheritance of his sect and bloodline, which he once held so dear, would be thrown out of his mind by these long-lived monsters...
"Can I know who the fate note you obtained this time came from?" Yun Mengzi asked.
"It can't be Yunzhongjun and Yanjun, nor can it be Wendidao and Yunni..."
Yun Mengzi's eyes swept over everyone present one by one.
He was clearly at a disadvantage at the moment, but among the many names he listed as if they were his own, no one spoke up to stop him.
"The immortals have been out of touch for decades. If they were to speak again now, I would know what they were talking about. So, it could be one of the demons who ascended to the upper realm, or perhaps..."
He looked towards the Supreme Old Demon of the Bliss Sect, his eyes calm with a hint of unquestionable certainty.
"That Demon Emperor?"
"Since you've already guessed it, I won't hide anything from you. The Fate Note was indeed written by the Heavenly Demon Emperor...
The legend of Emperor Ming is enough to prove that this path can be taken by everyone."
The voice of the Supreme Old Demon of the Bliss Sect trembled.
"You've experienced this feeling before, you understand, Yun Mengzi..."
"Yes, you are right." Zongshan replied.
No one wondered why the Demon Emperor, who had already ascended to heaven, could penetrate the barriers and pass the life letter to the world of cultivation, just as no one really wanted to find out who used the demon energy to reap the lives of the entire Miyin Sect.
The winners are kings and the losers are bandits, not to mention things like seeking immortality. If you don't try your best and risk your life, how can you get the true meaning?
It was just at this special time, in a powder keg that seemed to be on the verge of exploding, the imperial edict handed over by the Emperor Minghuang at just the right time became the reason for everyone to launch an attack.
Yun Mengzi was reluctant to do so, but the situation was stronger than him. Everyone present was a giant in their own right, and each had his own set of judgments and cognitions. Now that the outcome had been decided, he had no time to explain anything.
"Even if I had my own ideas, I shouldn't have blocked your way there. I was mistaken and shouldn't have done that."
He pulled his hands out of his sleeves.
Yun Mengzi's Taoist name comes from his act of falling asleep, but it cannot summarize the true power of this venerable. Except for Si Chun and other people from the Hehuan Sect, no one knows what his Tao is.
Perhaps it was the light and shadow, or perhaps it was the clouds and fog. They had many guesses, but whether they were correct or not was not the final word.
As a special person who can communicate with the upper realm alone, Yun Mengzi should have magic spells that others cannot master - no one would be confused about this.
"Perhaps, I guess everyone here has practiced the art of the devil."
Yun Mengzi said softly, "Otherwise, Emperor Ming would never be able to connect you to the path that belongs to you, no matter what."
"So what? The truth is simple. Even today, what's the point of the attributes of power?" The anonymous old man from Duobao Pagoda answered in a deep voice.
"If we remain in the lower realms for too long, sooner or later we will run out of resources and end up killing each other...
Moreover, ascending to the higher realms is the heartfelt wish of every person when embarking on the path. No matter what, there will always be someone who takes this step."
Si Chun's fingers trembled slightly. Yun Mengzi shook his head and held his hand, which was somewhat out of control.
"I understand. That's as you all wish..."
The thick fog dissipated, all the impurities were washed away, and under the faint pressure of the heavenly tribulation of the sea of thunder, Yun Mengzi planted branches of the Albizia Julibrissin tree that were broken from the desert on the top of the Wanshou Mountain.
The sacred tree that connects heaven and earth is called "Jianmu" in ancient books, but no one has ever identified the soft pink flowers with it.
Until this moment, the moment Yun Mengzi turned around and planted the Albizia julibrissin, vitality and the rhythm of Tao burst out from this small branch. With the entanglement of calamity clouds and heavenly thunder, the broken Lingyu Sky Steps appeared in front of everyone again!
"This is..." The Grand Elder of Zhongnan Taoist Sect looked solemn.
If Chu Sheng stood here, he would find the similarities, whether it was the number of broken stairs, the huge rocks standing beside them, or even the words engraved on them -
[This world has three thousand paths, and the hermit has received the mandate from heaven.]
"The hermit knocks on the heavens to grant me the life letter... Hahaha! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!" Upon hearing these words, the Supreme Old Demon's eyes burst into a dazzling light, and he tightly grasped the life letter in his hand -
The legendary destiny note was nothing more than a jade slip with a message left on it, but now, after seeing this big stone, the Supreme Old Demon was firm in his choice.
"I will not make any mistakes... This is destiny! Destiny cannot be violated!"
The Supreme Old Demon laughed heartily. In his eyes, there was only this sentence on the big rock, so he turned into a puff of black smoke without hesitation and stepped up the stairs to face the heavenly calamity!
"If I can overcome this calamity, I will definitely ascend to heaven!"
[A hundred years of Yaoguang pride appeared, and after ten thousand years, they competed to cross the imperial steps.]
"Sure enough, senior sister, you guessed right." The Half-Step Ascendant from Penglai Fairy Island recited this commandment softly, and looked at the Supreme Elder of Zhongnan Taoist Sect. He took out his magic weapon and a brilliant light shone.
"This is the legendary Emperor Stage that must be crossed to ascend..."
Jianmu and Dijie are actually both on Yun Mengzi, a guy who has lived for who knows how long!
If I had known earlier that the Hehuan Sect's giant Hehuan tree had such a secret...
"Junior Brother Penglai, I'll go first!"
The half-step ascension of Penglai Fairy Island interrupted his thoughts. He looked at Yun Mengzi with complicated eyes, and then followed the Supreme Elder of Zhongnan Taoist Sect without hesitation!
[How many romantic and philandering people in the world, who will turn into ashes and fall into the smoke of the mortal world? ]
"Turning into ashes and falling into the mortal world... Such an ending really sounds terrible." The anonymous old man in Duobao Pagoda touched the huge rock and had a piece of flesh cut off from his fingertips without any preparation!
"What a good sword idea!" The Sword God was thinking, and immediately shouted "good" when he saw this. The anonymous old man was about to get angry, but he heard the Sword God say firmly.
"Such a domineering and untouchable sword intent, even I cannot achieve it... The person who carved this thing must be either an immortal or a demon!"
"This thing is indeed real... It's amazing, Venerable Yunmeng!" The anonymous old man turned his anger into joy. He threw away the magic weapon and stepped onto the heavenly steps without hesitation.
"Cross the Emperor Stage... Fight for the Secret of Heaven!"
"Fight for the secrets of heaven! Fight for the secrets of heaven!"
The shadows that were hesitating in the dark put aside their worries and rushed towards the steps to heaven!
Amidst the chaos, the three people who remained where they were seemed somewhat out of place.
"You know, Yun Mengzi, I'm not really interested in these things. It was the little bird that dragged me here." The Sword God stroked the stone carvings with a calm tone.
"But there are still some guys up there who are really good at swordsmanship... I'm kind of itching to fight. Can you give me a clear answer? Can I fight?"
Yun Mengzi was silent for a moment, staring into the other person's crimson eyes, and answered very sincerely.
"You can't beat him, trust me."
"Tsk." The Sword God glanced up at the sky with some displeasure. "Wouldn't that be walking into a trap if we went up there?"
"If you don't go up, you will be walking into a trap. If you go up, you will be walking into a trap. Is there any difference?" Yu Jujiu let out a breath. She stretched out her arm gracefully and pushed the Sword God aside steadily and accurately.
"Move away and don't block my way up."
"Why are you ascending? After you leave, you're going to leave the weak Beast Taming Sect to be divided among us old guys' disciples?" The Sword God tilted his head, very puzzled.
"This isn't like you, Xiaoniao. You were forced to abdicate and hide in the Great Wuxiang Temple. You were a well-known ruthless person who blew up the entire Myriad Beasts Mountain three times. How could you not have a backup plan for something like this?"
"Why would I tell you if I have a backup plan?" Yu Jujiu stepped on the Sword God's feet without any hesitation.
"Besides, those feudal old antiques have nothing to do with me. They should just die and be reborn sooner rather than later. Hey, old ghost Yunmeng."
Yu Jujiu turned a deaf ear to the Sword God's feigned cries of pain. She plucked a tail feather and pinned it to the chest of this body.
"Tell your people to keep this thing safe. Don't lose it. Otherwise, you won't know how you died."
"Hey, little bird, what are you—"
The Sword God looked at Yu Jujiu who had already flown gracefully into the calamity cloud, and angrily took back the words she was about to shout. She turned around and asked quietly.
"Don't you have anything you want me to tell the higher-ups, Yun Mengzi?"
"I hope you can survive." Yun Mengzi replied.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't say such scary things... Damn, are you serious?"
The Sword God's expression changed. She thought about it, scratched her head again and again, and finally said "Pooh" viciously to the sky.
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't bully the poor sword cultivator! Don't think we are being bullied by others now. Sooner or later, we will kill you!"
There was finally a hint of helplessness in Yun Mengzi's expression.
"What do you want to say? If you don't say it now, you won't be able to keep up with them."
"Why."
The Sword God sighed.
"I know you don't like those guys in the Sword Palace... Considering that I haven't caused any trouble, can you tell me if they are any use to Ascension?"
"If you ask me, I don't know either." Zong Shan smiled. "You'll have to ask my disciple."
"Damn it! Don't try to play tricks on me! Everyone knows you picked up a wonderful and sweet girl!"
The Sword God gave up many of the questions he originally wanted to ask.
Forget it, how could he calculate everything so clearly? A misstep wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Didn't the old ghost Yunmeng only possess him after a good woman tricked him?
Good girl, you are really good. No wonder those brats want to recruit her into their own sect!
"Just tell me the truth, and tell me alone."
The Sword God came up to Yun Mengzi and looked at him seriously, "What is your relationship with Emperor Ming?"
"It's a life-and-death situation." Yun Mengzi said.
"So don't die, or you will take your disciples and grandchildren with you to the underworld."
“…You’re threatening me!”
The Sword God was furious, and then he casually slapped the huge rock standing on the heavenly steps beside him. The air flow collided with it like a sharp blade, and then made a roar like a bell!
【Only me...】
The last line of words was once again covered in dust.
"I'm going." The Sword God calmed down after swinging his sword.
"This fate note will take away all the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage... Congratulations, the Hehuan Sect will soon be promoted to a first-class sect."
"That's something Si Chun needs to consider." Yun Mengzi said calmly, "Besides, even though you're gone, there's still no one to clean up the mess..."
"Isn't this the reason you stayed here?" The Sword God laughed.
"Anyway, if all else fails, we still have the Sun-Chasing Demon Emperor. Those who stay behind should be hardworking and uncomplaining. Otherwise, we'll be the only ones left to die!"
Light, thunder, clouds and fog interact with each other, outlining a huge curtain between heaven and earth.
Yun Mengzi looked at the Imperial Stage disappearing in mid-air and the figures of the people who had disappeared without a trace, and his body, standing in place, shook involuntarily.
Ever since the last tribulation, Yun Mengzi's real body could only appear in the form of a spirit. Even though he hadn't discovered it at first, he had never thought that this matter would be hidden from Si Chun and Fuqiu for too long.
But Zongshan never thought that Si Chun, who had always been very quiet, would actually do such things...
Whether he was delivering a message for Yu Jujiu to send Mo Chou away, or taking risks himself and forcing Zong Shan to possess him, it showed that Si Chun seemed to have delved too deeply into these matters.
"Si Chun, I know you are awake... This incident, as well as the previous little actions, will not happen again." He warned lightly, and then withdrew his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power.
"I'm just trying to do my part, Your Excellency."
Si Chun regained consciousness. After the thunder, heavy rain began to fall across the vast sky and earth. He stood in the rain, staring at the withered branch of Albizia julibrissin that was planted on the top of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts. He subconsciously covered his chest and muttered to himself.
"Hiss, worthy of being called the ruthless path... That unexpected sword strike back then was truly painful."
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