Chapter 1251: The Holy Emperor Steps into Evil
Although the pond seemed to be nothing mysterious, Shiban's instinct told him that there must be some secret hidden here.
Shiban walked slowly to the edge of the pond, and the clear water reflected the scholar's appearance, which made him slightly stunned.
Then he shook his head, and his expression changed in an instant.
"I'm a little curious about what you were like originally." Faceless Saint Emperor Li Ping said behind him.
"Haha, I can't remember it clearly myself." Shiban laughed at himself.
Then he began to observe the pond carefully.
The pool is not deep and you can see everything at a glance.
"Um?"
After observing the stone slab for a long time, he still couldn't find the secret of the pond, and he couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.
Turned to look at Li Ping.
Li Ping did not explain it to him, but suddenly asked pointedly: "Before the great calamity of Xuanhuang Realm, there were many immortal treasures in the world. Now, more than ten thousand years have passed, and these treasures have long disappeared. The existence of immortal artifacts has also become a legend, and even cultivators rarely mention it in casual conversation."
"Do you know the whereabouts of these immortal treasures, fellow Daoist?"
Shiban's expression remained unchanged: "Immortal weapon? I never care about it..."
Halfway through his speech, he seemed to realize something and suddenly looked towards the fishing pond again.
After pondering for a moment, his appearance changed again.
An old fisherman wearing a straw raincoat and carrying a fish basket suddenly appeared in front of Li Ping.
With a flash of green light in his hand, he cast out the fishing rod with a slate that looked like a fisherman.
The next moment, his body suddenly froze.
There was no pulling back of the pole, and the stone slab remained motionless, as if frozen.
After a long time, he took a step back and broke away from the illusion before him.
"What is that?" Shiban stared at Li Ping.
"What is what?" the Holy Emperor asked knowingly.
"Fish pond? Starry sky?" Shiban continued to ask.
Li Ping shook his head slightly: "That's [bait]."
"Bait?" Shiban was stunned for unknown reasons.
"Those who fish will also be caught." Li Ping said in a cold tone.
"Even if you see the treasures in the entire starry sky, you will not be moved. But what if it involves your way of liberation? Can you still be so calm?" Li Ping said in a dim voice.
The stone slab has existed in the Xuanhuang Realm for too long and has seen too many things.
So after hearing what Li Ping said and thinking for a moment, I quickly understood what he meant.
"The immortal road is cut off, and the Xuanhuang outer star sea should have been a ruin long ago. Unless..." A flash of enlightenment appeared in Shiban's eyes.
"Why, do you want to go out and take a look too?" Li Ping asked.
The stone slab denied: "Things in the world are more or less the same. Even if it is another world, what does it matter? I just want to take off the heavy stone behind me and have a good sleep."
His topic returned to the fishing pond again: "I don't know when this thing came to the Xuanhuang Realm. But I can be sure that it was after the catastrophe."
"To be more precise, it was after Chuan Fa reappeared and founded the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."
The Saint Emperor explained it more clearly: "In other words, this fishing pond was most likely implanted into the Xuanhuang Realm along with fragments of other immortal cultivation realms."
"It should be so... However, the treasure of the immortal way is beyond our knowledge. It cannot be guaranteed." The stone slab said while leaving room for maneuver.
"The way to liberation you mentioned, is it to let me take the bait?" Shiban looked at the Holy Emperor with a strange expression.
Li Ping said calmly, "That's right. Daoist friend, don't you feel extremely painful? You are integrated with the Slate of Creation. I think only a treasure of the immortal way that exceeds the upper limit of the power of the immortal world can separate you from the Slate."
"As for what will happen to the fish after being caught by the power behind the fishing pond, I can't guarantee that."
Shiban really wanted to say, I have no grudge against my fellow Taoist, why are you harming me?
But when the words came to his lips, he stopped.
Obviously, this faceless venerable had no ill intentions. Otherwise, he would not have directly revealed the plan in its entirety.
On the contrary, Shiban felt that the person in front of him was quite honest.
Moreover, a certain familiar aura from the other person's body made him feel inexplicably at ease.
"I'm just tired of living and want to get rid of this burden. It's not that I don't want to live anymore." Shiban politely declined the Holy Emperor's kindness.
"If you are just troubled by the information that keeps appearing on the Creation Slate, then things will be easy to handle." Li Ping's true intentions were finally revealed at this time.
"Oh?" There was obvious doubt in Shiban's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, do you recognize this thing?" Li Ping stretched out his hand, and a bright blue crystal floated quietly in his palm.
"I know about the Dao Stone. You want to..." Shiban shook his head.
"To be honest, I have tried various methods to relieve the pain. I have also tried the Taiyan Sect's secret technique of transforming the Dao. However, the Slate of Creation is the embodiment of the authority of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is high above and despises everything. After merging with me, it can no longer accommodate anything else..."
"That was in the past. Things are different now." Li Ping interrupted Shiban's words directly.
Slate was slightly startled.
"Besides, I can help you."
As these words were spoken, the aura of the Faceless Saint Emperor changed.
Above the Taoist temple, wind and clouds gathered. A strange rhythm appeared out of nowhere, echoing the Holy Emperor from afar.
The feeling of familiarity and closeness in Shiban's heart became more and more obvious.
"Who are you?!"
Even though he had lived for tens of thousands of years, he still couldn't help but scream out in surprise at this moment.
"Great Xuanhuang Celestial Lord?!"
But he quickly denied himself: "No, this is impossible. And..."
Shiban raised his head and stared at the sky. His expression changed from shock to solemnity.
The power held by Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable is independent of the Stone Slab of Creation, but is also above the Stone Slab.
Although his deeds were still recorded on the stone tablets, they were only a few strokes and only the vaguest outlines.
But the stone slab now sensed the aura of the Faceless Saint Emperor, which was obviously different from the Great Heavenly Venerable Xuanhuang in the records.
"The Great Heavenly Venerable Xuanhuang controls the Heavenly Dao. Although he is inextricably linked to the Heavenly Dao, he is more like an independent individual. However, with some kind of blessing, he can manipulate the laws of the Heavenly Dao as if he were using his own arm. And the one in front of me..."
An idea inexplicably came to Shiban's mind.
"The incarnation of the Heavenly Dao?"
Although it seems a little unbelievable, it is the most reasonable explanation.
Li Ping also seemed to sense what the stone slab was thinking and no longer tried to highlight the connection between himself and the Way of Heaven.
There was no direct explanation.
Instead, the topic continued to return to the previous one: "With the Dao Stone helping you share and sort out what is happening in the Xuanhuang Realm, it should make you feel more relaxed."
"But the Dao Stone alone is not enough."
Shiban's eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for the other party's next words.
"Fellow Daoist, you should be familiar with the Du'e Sect." Li Ping asked.
Hearing these three words, Shiban's expression turned slightly unfriendly.
"The Du'e Sect's divine eyes of observation are similar to the Slate of Creation. When used with the Endless Paper Figures, the Book of Du'e can also record everything that is monitored."
"The Book of Deliverance, plus the Stone of Transformation, should be able to barely offset the side effects of the Stone of Creation. As for the rest, I think it shouldn't be a problem to deal with them with the strong will that you have cultivated over tens of thousands of years." The Faceless Saint Emperor said slowly.
Slate was silent, thinking about the feasibility of the other party's opinion.
"First, the quality of the Dao Stone in your hand is not good enough..." After a moment, the stone slab spoke.
"It's okay, I can find a better one." The Holy Emperor said directly.
The stone slab paused, and then continued, "Secondly, the Du'e Sect angered the Chuan Fa, and the entire sect was sealed and disappeared from the world. Because of the technique they practiced, [Eternal Tribulation], they were even able to interfere with the perception of heaven and earth. In addition, it was the Chuan Fa who took action, so..."
"I know where they are hiding." The Holy Emperor said lightly.
Slate was stunned.
"It seems that this person is a little stronger than I thought."
Since the other party has said this, Shiban will naturally not be shy about it anymore.
"Please give me a helping hand, fellow Taoist." He said sincerely.
This is what Li Ping and others said.
"Come with me."
The figure was elusive and appeared on the horizon in a flash.
The stone slab followed closely.
Only Ou Shangtian was left with a puzzled look on his face.
He did not hear the conversation between the Holy Emperor and the stone slab.
Ever since Li Ping pointed to the fishing pond, Ou Shangtian lost his sense of these two powerful men.
Until this moment, they left one after another.
"Master, weren't you going to deal with that stone slab? Why didn't you do that?"
"Could it be that it will join our Holy Dynasty like the ancient earth vein tree?"
Ou Shangtian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
At this moment, Li Ping and the stone slab had already arrived outside the Du'e Sect, at the sealed place where the Dharma was passed on.
As Shiban watched Li Ping skillfully dissolve the seal of the Dharma, he became more and more confused.
"This is the seal left by the Dharma. Even the incarnation of Heaven can't break it so easily, right?"
"Or, after so many years, has Xuanhuang Tiandao recovered to the point where it can compete with Chuanfa?"
Li Ping didn't care what Shiban thought and took him into the Du'e Sect.
Going up the mountain, going down the mountain, the courtyards repeat endlessly...
They all changed rapidly in front of him, and finally the main hall of Du'e Sect appeared in front of the two of them.
"Come in."
Shiban followed him in and was sure that this was indeed the former location of the Du'e Sect.
He could feel that in this dark hall, there were countless paper figures that looked half alive and half dead hidden.
"They are one of the ten sects of the Xuanhuang Realm, and they enjoy the immortal cultivation resources produced by the Xuanhuang Realm. But when the catastrophe comes, they choose to hide from the world and escape disaster. They are really like those so-called divine eyes that observe the world, and can be called the termites of the Xuanhuang Realm." Li Ping's words were extremely cold, and he criticized mercilessly.
Slate narrowed his eyes, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
"Eternal calamity, using the world's disasters to practice. This is a method that brings disaster to the world. If the world is prosperous and there are no disasters, I am afraid these people will also interfere and create disasters. Such a sect should have been extinct long ago." Li Ping continued.
As if the Saint Emperor's words were heard, a cold wind blew in the gloomy hall for no reason.
"I thought I could escape everything by turning into a paper man..."
A golden chain emerged from the Holy Emperor's body.
Silently, it suddenly shot into the dark depths of the hall.
Just like the fog being stirred, the black color in the main hall of Du'e Sect also undulated like water waves.
Shiban looked at the golden chain, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Then, a golden vortex shadow slowly appeared in Li Ping's body.
Thousands of chains whizzed out in the direction of the vortex.
Bang, bang...
It flew into the darkness, making muffled sounds as if it had collided with something.
The Saint Emperor's aura was so overwhelming that even the stone slabs had to temporarily step back.
Shiban couldn't help but be secretly shocked: "This person's strength is much stronger than the ordinary [Eternal Life Realm]."
"and……"
"It seems that there is more than just the power of Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao."
Creaking sounds were heard one after another in the hall.
As the golden vortex nebula in the Holy Emperor's body reversed, the golden chains shrank.
It seemed as if there was something in the darkness, bound by chains, and being pulled out forcibly.
If an ordinary cultivator saw this scene, he would be horrified.
However, Shiban felt a rare excitement in his heart.
When a paper figure with a somewhat frightened face emerged from the darkness, Slate's eyebrows couldn't help but raise.
It’s these guys!
The paper man bared his teeth and claws, trying to struggle.
A dazzling light burst out from the end of the chain that bound him, and the paper man suddenly wilted as if struck by lightning.
It was really amazing that several different expressions appeared on the empty paper face, including fear and listlessness.
Li Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed the paper man tightly in his palm.
Around the Holy Emperor, thousands of golden chains kept flying, and more and more paper figures were pulled out of the darkness by him.
The main hall began to shake unsteadily, and even the entire Du'e Mountain seemed to be in danger.
"snort!"
Li Ping stomped his feet suddenly, and a golden halo radiated from under his feet towards the surroundings.
The space that was about to fall apart was frozen and still.
Li Ping lowered his head, staring facelessly at the paper figure in his hand.
With a slight effort, a wailing sound suddenly came from the paper figure in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist, please be gentle, fellow Daoist, please be gentle..."
"There is no grudge, why do you do this?!"
The paper man stopped pretending to be dead and spoke quickly.
"Fellow Daoist? Are you worthy?!" Li Ping's tone was full of disdain, and he exerted a little force in his hands again.
By the way, the thousands of golden chains around him also emitted brilliant light simultaneously.
In the hall, the painful cries of the paper figures suddenly rose one after another.
"Your Excellency, please spare my life, Your Excellency, please spare my life!"
The situation was stronger than the person, and the paper man finally stopped being stubborn and begged for mercy.
Li Ping did not stop immediately.
The spiral nebula continued to spin, retracting the chains.
Only after all the paper figures of the Du'e Sect were gathered together did they stop torturing him.
"Is this the famous Du'e Sect from ancient times?"
Li Ping looked at the pile of paper figures in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"I don't deserve to be famous, I don't deserve to be..."
"It's just to survive."
Among the wailing sounds of the paper figures, there was one voice that was quite unique.
(End of this chapter)
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