Chapter 518 Xuantian Escape Saint Envoy
Li Fan noticed the part that Senior Sister Zhao deliberately left out, and his heart moved.
But I didn't delve into it further.
Although they are Taoist companions, as a disciple of the Da Dao Sect, she is destined to come into contact with some extremely secretive things.
It’s normal not to be able to say it clearly.
"No matter what, his snatching and publishing of the "Tai Shang Yuan Shi Zhen Jing" indirectly saved countless cultivators, which can be regarded as a great merit." Li Fan sighed.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Li Fan was slightly startled.
"What's wrong?" Senior Sister Zhao noticed Li Fan's abnormality and asked in surprise.
"It goes against the will of heaven..." Li Fan turned around and stared at Senior Sister Zhao.
"The Dharma cannot be practiced together. This is also the principle of heaven and earth, right? If there is a cultivator who reverses this principle and attains immortality, then wouldn't the Xuanhuang Realm be saved?"
Senior Sister Zhao was silent for a moment and shook her head slightly: "You are right, there are indeed a few seniors who want to do this."
“But without exception, all of them failed.”
"The stronger the principles of heaven and earth are, the harder it is to reverse them. The law cannot be practiced together. This is a natural change that heaven and earth make in order to counter us cultivators."
"If you look deeper, this principle has already been reversed once. If you want to reverse it again, the difficulty will be more than doubled."
"Otherwise, there are countless talented people in the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, but why no one has gone against the [principle of the Heavenly Lord of the Law] and completely destroyed the foundation of the new law?"
Senior Sister Zhao explained to Li Fan.
Li Fan savored the meaning of his senior sister's words and fell into deep thought.
After three years of chaos, the monks seemed to have gradually gotten used to the days when they could not practice the same Dharma together.
It’s just that his cultivation level cannot be improved, which saves him the effort of daily cultivation. He just wanders around and plays in the sect lazily every day.
Life is pretty good.
As for those who are extremely gifted, the elders of the sect arrange for them to practice one method alone.
The same is true for Senior Sister Zhao.
Although the "Impermanence Spiritual Mysterious Sutra" she is practicing now is much weaker than the "Zhutian Da Dao Sutra", it is enough for her to practice to the realm of immortality.
However, Senior Sister Zhao, who is extremely ambitious, will naturally not be content with being ordinary.
As the saying goes, once you have seen the sea, you will never be impressed by other puddles. After personally practicing and experiencing the most exquisite martial arts in the world, practicing the next level of skills will be like chewing wax.
So she turned her attention to the remaining two skills of Xuantian Sect.
After some consideration, she finally chose "Heaven's Sorrow and Earth's Sorrow".
"The sky mourns, the earth grieves, and the whole world is in sorrow. This method is only slightly inferior to the "Zhu Tian Dao Jing"!" Senior Sister Zhao commented.
"The Xuantian Sect is worthy of being the ruler of the entire Xuanhuang Realm. A Dharma King can carry so many exquisite and superb skills. I really don't know how many treasures the escaped Saint Envoy had on him." Senior Sister Zhao sighed casually.
"Holy Envoy? The Holy Envoy of Xuantian Sect?" Li Fan asked curiously. "How could this person escape the pursuit of the ten immortal sects?"
"Yes, not only did he escape, he also took away the Xuantian Sect's most precious treasure, the Xuantian Treasure Mirror. From then on, there was no news of him and he disappeared. Even though the ten sects searched the entire Xuanhuang Realm, they couldn't find his trace."
Senior Sister Zhao shook her head and passed over the matter.
“Junior brother, we haven’t practiced dual cultivation for a long time…” She said quietly with a slight blush on her cheeks.
"Heh..." Li Fan understood what he meant and pulled Senior Sister Zhao into the secret room, then sealed off the surrounding space.
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The peaceful days did not last long.
Li Fan didn't know what was going on in the outside world. But when the first disciple in the Dao Sect died because he couldn't break through the realm, he was shocked.
A feeling of anxiety and uneasiness began to spread among the crowd.
Li Fan attended the funeral of the monk named Zhu Jun.
The funeral was very simple. The body was hastily burned and buried on a hill according to Zhu Jun's wishes.
The atmosphere of the funeral was not particularly sad, but Li Fan clearly saw that all the monks who participated in it had sorrow in their eyes.
Not long after, a prophecy spread in the Da Dao Sect: "Yesterday it was Zhu Jun, today it is you all, and tomorrow you will be killed!"
In the Dao Sect, there are cultivators in the realm of immortality suppressing it.
Even if they wanted to resist, they couldn't do anything.
Rather than dying miserably on the mountain, it is better to go down the mountain to look for a chance of survival!
Influenced by the news of Zhu Jun's death, many disciples took the initiative to abolish the Da Dao Sect's skills and applied to go down the mountain to seek a way to survive.
Sect leader Ji Changxi was not a heartless person. He agreed to his disciples' request.
They also promised that if they really had no other options and felt regretful, they could come back at any time.
Several disciples were so moved that they burst into tears and changed their minds, deciding to stay in the sect and live and die with it.
But there were still a few monks who insisted on going down the mountain.
Ji Changxi did not stop him.
Without these unstable factors, the Da Dao Sect became peaceful again.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that beneath the apparent calm, there was a terror that was constantly accumulating and could explode to its limit at any time.
Only half a year later, some monks who had gone down the mountain returned to the mountain gate crying and shouting.
They cried outside the sect protection formation and begged the sect leader to let them go back.
When they returned to the mountain gate and told the story of the outside world, the surviving Dao Sect monks realized how lucky they were.
Because the Fa cannot be practiced together, the outside world has now completely turned into a horrific slaughterhouse.
The peace of the past is gone.
You can be walking on the road peacefully, but a monk might suddenly appear and launch a relentless attack on you.
Just for the possible skills that may exist on the body.
The Dao Sect disciples who came down the mountain had their skills abolished, and only had a few magical weapons to defend themselves. How could they survive in such a situation?
Being seriously injured, he was lucky to be able to return to the sect alive.
From then on, these people lost their courage and no longer mentioned practicing cultivation. They just stayed in the sect and waited for death.
The other disciples of the Da Dao Sect also felt sympathetic.
No more mentioning going down the mountain.
This day.
"Senior Sister, have you noticed anything wrong?" Li Fan found Senior Sister Zhao and asked with a serious expression.
"Hmm? Is there something wrong with my practice?" Senior Sister Zhao was in a daze, which was very rare.
After a long time, he finally reacted and asked with a frown.
"Why do I see so many disciples coughing non-stop?" Li Fan noticed something was wrong with his senior sister, his eyes flashed, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Instead, he mentioned the strange phenomena he had discovered.
"Cough? Impossible? Even though the technique is gone, at least the realm is still there. Can cultivators get sick like mortals?"
Senior Sister Zhao said this while scanning the outside world with her spiritual sense.
At one glance, his expression changed drastically.
Without paying any attention to Li Fan, he flew out and came to a sick disciple.
(End of this chapter)
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