Chapter 261
A spiritual vein is a source of spiritual energy for a realm.
When the six realms were in chaos, the spiritual veins of the gods, immortals, and demons were distributed and gathered, and even the number of spiritual veins in the underworld and ghost realms was quite considerable. However, the human realm only had two or three sparse spiritual veins.
For a long time, there has been no news of mortals ascending to heaven.
"If the human realm has spiritual veins, why has no one ascended to immortality in the past thousand years?" Ying Ning pondered, finding Wu Wei's words rather strange.
“Perhaps mortals have long since given up on the path of arduous cultivation,” the little dragon said, wagging its tail as it came to its senses.
Outside the imperial mausoleum, the entire city wall is covered with murals depicting the magnificent scenes of the emperor cultivating and ascending to immortality. However, the setting sun casts a melancholy light on the murals.
How many mortals cultivate themselves and seek the Great Dao?
How could he possibly give up the path to immortality?
"Many people in the Min Dynasty practiced asceticism."
"The matter of ascension in the human realm is all due to one thing."
"That's because—"
Wuwei said softly:
"Spiritual veins".
The group stopped in front of the imperial mausoleum gate. When the Min Dynasty generals on both sides saw Bai Xie's dragon body, they looked flustered and surprised, but still maintained their original formation.
The old emperor placed the imperial seal into the menacing mausoleum gate's guardian beast statue's gaping maw, and then with a snap, the statue clamped the seal shut.
Rumble—
The imperial tomb has been opened.
"Master, I'll be waiting for you outside." The old emperor was quite old and seemed to have an extraordinary trust in Wuwei. He simply waved his hand and beckoned the eunuch beside him to bring over a dragon throne.
Wuwei uttered a Zen saying and then led Yingning and Bai Xie into the imperial mausoleum.
The imperial mausoleum of the Min Dynasty was built on a hidden underground glacial river. Yingning had just passed an endless staircase when she saw fireflies twinkling on the underground river.
Intricate incantations, supreme array formations.
"I never expected that this imperial mausoleum would be supported by such an array."
Upon hearing Ying Ning's words, Wu Wei patiently explained, "The founding emperor of the Min Dynasty was once a human king in the human realm. He was obsessed with the path of conquest and cultivation for a hundred years and obtained endless opportunities to ascend to the upper realm."
"This protective formation for the imperial mausoleum was set up by him."
"I've heard that this Human King is quite famous in the Immortal Realm." Wuwei glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then waved his hand slightly, and the scene before him changed abruptly.
Nearly a thousand tombs, with coffins floating on the glacier.
The faint spiritual energy beneath the glacier is almost impossible to find.
Bai Xie suddenly felt a headache coming on, as if something was about to burst out all at once, making him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.
Chilong lowered its head and nuzzled Yingning, seemingly feeling much better.
Wuwei saw all of this, but just smiled and didn't say anything, slowly pressing down the prayer beads in his hand.
The monks walked slowly, until they reached the depths of the imperial mausoleum.
The tomb and coffin we had just seen were long gone; there was only a bottomless, abandoned altar with what appeared to be the bones of many strange beasts on it, which had been completely devoured.
Above the altar, the pure white light swayed gently.
Wuwei did not turn around; he gazed at the white expanse.
"Benefactor Meng, this is what you are looking for—"
"Pure Lotus".
The Pure Lotus sprouted from the altar and has never withered in thousands of years. Its pure white petals resemble a robe left behind by a celestial being, and even its core glows with the faint light of dawn.
Holy and pure.
That's people's first reaction when they see it.
It seems that it can truly purify countless living beings, just as its name suggests.
Chilong's body trembled slightly as the aura from the divine realm of the Pure World Lotus once again tried to awaken his memories, and his eyes turned slightly blood red.
Bai Xie murmured, "Something from the divine realm..."
Wuwei walked to Yingning's side:
"It is indeed a miraculous artifact."
"It took this humble monk quite a bit of effort to find it." Wuwei's eyes flickered slightly, but he showed no greed for the Pure Lotus. He chuckled and said something strange.
“Benefactor Meng.”
Be careful.
The ground trembled, as if something deep within the imperial tomb was about to emerge.
Wuwei flashed and in a moment he was already sitting on a high place to the side.
He twirled a half-strand of worn-out Buddhist prayer beads, yet his monk's robes were resplendent with color. "Beside the sacred artifact, there must be extraordinary phenomena."
"This endless demonic vine is the killing intent of the Pure World Lotus."
"Those who covet it will all be devoured by it." Wuwei chuckled and sat cross-legged on the high place, seemingly intending to stand by and watch.
Before the altar, the white bones that once stood starkly against the Pure Lotus suddenly collapsed, and countless demonic vines, imbued with bloodlust, burst forth from the ground!
They were born in the Demon Realm Abyss and are an ancient demon that has long since disappeared.
"Demon vine?!"
"How could such a thing exist in the human realm!" Bai Xie swung his claws and snapped off the demonic vines that were rushing towards them. He wanted to escape with Ying Ning, but they were chased by more than a dozen demonic vines.
The Infinite Vine has no consciousness; it only endlessly preys on all living beings.
Holding the snake whip, Yingning nimbly repelled the demonic vines that came towards her.
But this demon has no consciousness. Even if it is repelled, it will only attack again in one fell swoop. The stone slab under the altar is still shaking. Who would know that this demonic vine has survived for tens of thousands of years next to the Pure Lotus?
What exactly is its scale?
Enraged by the relentless onslaught of demonic vines, Bai Xie opened his dragon mouth and unleashed countless wind blades that fell simultaneously, severing large swathes of the demonic vines.
The severed demonic vines were absorbed by their own kind, once again encircling and attacking the two.
“Ah Ning, this demonic vine has no consciousness.”
"You can't kill them all."
Bai Xie unleashed a thunderbolt, shattering the demonic vines beside him.
"Get away from the Pure Lotus for now." Ying Ning stopped a large group of demonic vines, looked up at the sky, and found Wu Wei smiling meaningfully at her.
Yingning leaped up, whip in hand, trying to snatch the Pure Lotus.
Unexpectedly, the white petals flickered slightly, and then a demonic vine pierced through Ying Ning's arm. She seized the opportunity to uproot the demonic vine, the roots of which faintly exuded spiritual energy.
"Ah Ning!"
Bai Xie flew recklessly to her side, inevitably sustaining several wounds.
"This monk deliberately lured us into the demonic vines, probably intending to use us as bait," Bai Xie said coldly.
Yingning withdrew her gaze:
"It's alright."
"Now that we've entered the battle, how can we leave empty-handed?"
Yingning softly recited the incantation, while Wuwei, high above, quietly watched her.
The monk saw a towering Manjusala rising beneath her feet, saw blood-red petals staining a patch of her skirt, and saw her uprooting the demonic vine with a whip, her eyes seemingly dripping blood.
It seems that everyone who sees her thinks she is exceptionally beautiful.
He hated her for never giving him a single glance.
He narrowed his long, narrow eyes, and the prayer beads slowly spun until they stopped for a beat.
Wuwei seemed to be thinking of some past event, his eyes filled with mockery, so when he looked at Yingning, he felt a little curious.
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