Chapter 207: Only in the concept, there is a way to break the impasse, Jiang Lan ascended to heaven
Various rumors have also created the mystery of this sea of clouds and stone forests, and there have always been many cultivators and creatures who have gained opportunities and fortunes here.
As far as Jiang Lan knew, this sea of clouds and stone forest was actually the trial ground of a very powerful sect in ancient times. Because the heaven was shattered and the world was in turmoil, many of the once powerful worlds and sects were also affected, and many were destroyed and collapsed.
Such a trial ground, under the impact of the long river of time and the baptism of the rules of heaven and earth, gradually gave birth to some wills.
For example, when he broke the Chaojue Peak just now and obtained the superb skills recorded in it, it was all due to the hazy will of this sea of clouds and stone forest.
Almost every day one can see young monks like the one just now coming to the outermost Chaojue Peak, trying to make a name for themselves here. Unfortunately, very few of them can actually leave their mark.
As the world changes, the bottleneck shackles of the world's will on the realm of cultivation begin to loosen. In the days to come, it will be more difficult to leave a palm print, but it will become relatively easy for cultivators to break through.
For all living beings living in the Kyushu land today, this is an opportunity.
"Superb method..."
"It means transcending the unrivaled. In fact, it is not a complete Taoist inheritance, but a kind of idea, an experience of predecessors, a thought of creating a Taoist supernatural power that surpasses all the ancient and modern Taoist supernatural powers..."
"Hold this thought, comprehend the law and create, climb to the top of the mountain, and overlook the river of time and space."
“This is a kind of great courage, great self-confidence, and great generosity. Even if one leaves behind one’s own experience and ideas, one firmly believes that no one can surpass oneself. If someone can really stand on one’s shoulders and go one step further, it is also the wisdom and good fortune of the later generations. Only in this way, with continuous evolution and improvement, and continuous progress, one day it can be called a transcendent method.”
Jiang Lan took a step in the void, and he felt somewhat in agreement with the predecessors who created the Chaojue Peak and left behind the superb methods in it.
Later generations are not necessarily inferior to their predecessors, and the methods of later generations are not necessarily inferior to those of ancient times.
Those who leave behind the idea of a transcendental method also harbor the hope that later generations will be able to continue to improve upon it.
If each generation is worse than the previous one, and the people in later generations always imitate and learn from their predecessors, there will be no progress and they will always stay where they are and be complacent.
“If the Chao Jue Fa is ever perfected, then there will be no more powerful method than it in the past, present, or future.”
“The combination of the past law, the present law, and the future law can be called transcendent.”
“Having reached that point, it has basically converged all timelines, transcending all the heavens and eternity, and it has been proven once and for all. This extraordinary method can only exist in the concept…”
However, this also gave Jiang Lan an idea for the next step.
After all, he possessed the Dao Fruit of Luck. Each leaf in it represented a powerful inheritance, and each Dao Fruit also represented a supreme path, life, years, and all realms...
In a sense, the concept of this transcendental law is somewhat in line with his own.
Soon, his figure flashed and turned into a divine rainbow, riding on the golden avenue and heading towards the depths of the sea of clouds and stone forest.
Although this place is filled with fog and engraved with many natural array patterns, it is useless to him with his current level of cultivation. Unless he goes to the deepest eighth or ninth floors, he will need to think seriously about it.
Jiang Lan came to Yunhai Stone Forest and did not hide his tracks. He also intended to let the world know his movements.
Therefore, the noise coming from Chaojue Peak just now also attracted more cultivators from other areas of Yunhai Stone Forest to come and find out what was going on.
Soon, the news that he had broken the record of Chaojue Peak spread quickly among the young men and women who were still in shock and excitement, causing another uproar.
The news spread as fast as if it had wings. Soon it spread from Yunhai Stone Forest to all the major areas of Xiluzhou.
The other major states in Kyushu have undoubtedly also received the news.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Besides being shocking, it was still shocking.
Many people thought that breaking the record of Yunhai Stone Forest's super peak would lead to a legacy, but that was just an illusory rumor.
But I never thought that one day it would actually happen, and some people even witnessed it with their own eyes.
Jiang Lan's momentum was once again pushed to an extremely terrifying level.
The young legend, the future emperor of heaven, the best of his generation, the terrifying mountain hanging over the heads of all the geniuses...
In the minds of many young geniuses, the name "Jiang Lan" has already been rendered mythical.
As for his past, with the deliberate instigation of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the explanations given by some so-called "parties involved", not many people paid attention to it anymore.
Jiang Lan now has many halos around him, like a bright rising sun, his light overwhelming all directions.
Anyone who slanders him is slandering the young master of Xiangguo Mansion, slandering the Fengjun of Daxia, and slandering the Saint of Taiyi Sect...
In the dark, an invisible and powerful trend is also emerging.
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"Jiang Lan is now a powerful figure. He is invincible. Even if you make public the fact that he has inherited the Blood Immortal Sect, it will not have any impact on him. In fact, it will backfire and attract the hatred of his many supporters..."
"We missed the best opportunity to deal with him. Even I am beginning to doubt that he might really be the future Heavenly Emperor."
In Nanmozhou, in a remote border town, Ye Ming, transformed into "Ye Yun", was hiding here with many disciples of Chen Sect.
Listening to the old ghost's words, he did not respond, but stood by the window of the inn with a sullen face, looking at the long street outside.
Because it had rained, the streets were damp, there were not many pedestrians passing by, and there was a fishy and damp smell in the air.
After all, this is just a small border town. In the vast Nanmozhou, it is just a drop in the ocean and almost no one will pay attention to it.
In order to avoid being tracked, he and many disciples of Chen Sect have been living in seclusion here for nearly half a month.
During this period, he didn't dare to go anywhere, for fear of being noticed by other cultivators and living beings. Jiang Yuheng, who had obtained the origin of Yuheng, was a walking treasure in the eyes of all forces.
At this time, the Chen Sect did not dare to easily send elders to lead them back to the sect.
Even a long-standing sect like the Goddess Palace could not preserve the origin of Tianxuan, and the Chen Sect did not dare to bring trouble upon itself.
After learning about Xiao Teng's experience, Jiang Yuheng locked himself in a quiet room and dared not show up easily.
"Xiao Teng's death was too miserable..."
After a long time, Ye Ming sighed softly, thinking of the scene when the two of them were drinking and chatting happily in the imperial capital.
If Jiang Lan hadn't framed him, he and Xiao Teng could actually have become good friends.
Now that he has learned of his death, although he covets the Tianxuan Origin in his body, at this moment he feels more of a sense of grief for the loss of his loved one.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that one day he would follow in Xiao Teng's footsteps...
Especially after hearing a lot of news about Jiang Lan, this feeling became even stronger, even to the point where he would break out in cold sweat on his back at night and would be suddenly awakened.
Throughout his journey, he had never encountered an enemy so powerful that he was almost suffocated.
"Old Ghost, do you think Xiao Teng died at the hands of Jiang Lan?"
"It's not that I underestimate the Blood Immortal Sect, but I think the Blood Immortal Sect may really have nothing to do with this matter, and is purely taking the blame for Jiang Lan."
After a moment, Ye Ming calmed down a little and asked.
Hearing this, the old ghost seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Why do you have such a feeling? Is it possible that it is not the Blood Fairy Cult that is taking the blame, but you?"
Ye Ming was stunned. He had been with many disciples of Chen Sect during this period of time, and Jiang Yuheng could also testify to this.
How could Xiao Teng’s death involve him?
"You are not Ye Ming now, but Ye Yun..."
"Until I can completely clear your name, you will always be Ye Yun. The person that people are speculating about as the heir of the Blood Immortal Sect is Ye Ming. In the end, aren't you the one who will take the blame?"
The old ghost shook his head. He always felt that Ye Ming’s brain was not as sharp as before recently.
Ye Ming understood what the old ghost meant. Unless he came forward and proved his identity, Ye Yun was Ye Ming and Xiao Teng’s death had nothing to do with him.
But this incident only proves that he did not kill Xiao Teng, and Xiao Teng’s death was not necessarily caused by the descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect.
If he doesn't come forward to prove his identity, then the blame will naturally be put on him.
No matter what he did, he would not have a good ending, and he could not defend himself at all. Making a so-called Dao Heart Oath? In the eyes of the world, the Dao Heart Oath of the Blood Immortal Cult was no different from bullshit.
"hateful……"
Ye Ming really felt that deep malice. Now no matter what he did, it seemed that he couldn't get along as smoothly as before.
“It is basically impossible to find the seven star origins to refine and shape your body of ten thousand stars. But if you are a little braver and go all out to find the Great Xia National Master Ge Qixing and cooperate with him, there may be a way out. He should have received some inheritance from the Ancient Star Sect, and he might be able to help you.”
"But I can't guarantee that Ge Qixing will listen to your explanation since he is now immersed in the grief of losing his son. He might kill you in a rage, and then I won't be able to protect you."
"It depends on whether you dare to gamble..."
The old ghost turned into a wisp of faint green smoke and appeared beside Ye Ming. One of the blurry faces became more solid at this moment. He looked like an old man with kind eyes but deep gaze.
Ye Ming was slightly stunned after hearing his suggestion, and then he was moved. The old ghost was attached to his body. If something happened to him, the old ghost would naturally be harmed as well. The two of them shared weal and woe.
Therefore, Laogui’s suggestion is likely to be feasible...
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Xiluzhou, sea of clouds and stone forest, deep in the ninth layer.
On the top of the misty mountain, Jiang Lan closed his eyes, seeming to be meditating and feeling something.
And in his hand, the Master's Order lay quietly, its plain and simple surface seemed to be communicating with something at this moment, and began to shine with dazzling brilliance.
At the same time, ripples appeared in the void in front of him, as if a stone had fallen into the water. The ripples continued to spread, surging in all directions, and dispersing like clouds.
"open……"
The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and a divine light as bright as a fairy sword shot out, as if there really were fairy swords evolving and clanging.
In front of Jiang Lan, the void rumbled violently, as if an area from distant time and space was being pulled towards him.
The huge momentum was like a hurricane. The surrounding clouds and mist instantly dissipated, and then turned into a terrifying white tornado, whistling across the sky and earth. It was also like a white smoke beam that penetrated into the outside of the area, covering an area of dozens of miles. The scene was astonishing.
Such a scene was too shocking, and all the cultivators and living beings in the various levels of the sea of clouds and stone forest were stunned and horrified to the extreme.
Many cultivators who had come here after hearing that Jiang Lan had broken the record at Chaojue Peak were so shocked that they stood there like clay statues, with their mouths wide open.
At the deepest part of the sea of clouds and stone forest, a pillar of light suddenly emerged, as majestic and tall as a mountain range, exuding an ancient, vast and pure atmosphere. It seemed that a great Confucian scholar was sitting in it, passing through the long river of time, telling all living beings about the rites, the Book of Changes, poetry and books, and expounding the six paths of Confucianism.
An ancient and magnificent door faintly appeared behind the beam of light, extremely solid, as if it really existed.
This beam of light was so astonishing that it seemed to span the entire sky, directly passing over the surrounding mountains and rivers, and covering an area of nearly a hundred miles in radius.
"What's this?"
"The legendary portal to heaven?"
Seeing this scene, all the cultivators and living beings in the sea of clouds and stone forest were shocked to the extreme.
Looking at that magnificent gate from afar, I felt like bowing down in worship and kneeling on the ground.
Under the gaze of all the living cultivators, a golden light extended from the feet of a slender figure and directly penetrated into the portal.
As he pushed his palm forward, there was a sound as if from heaven, and the closed grand door opened, with infinite light gushing out.
Along with the sky full of colorful rays of light, rays of divine light gushed out from it like a blowout, and then rushed in all directions.
Wrapped in those rays of light were elixir bottles, jade books, scriptures, weapons and other items. The rays of light were swaying and dazzling, incredibly bright, like rain falling in all directions, from the deepest part of the sea of clouds and stone forest, rushing to the surroundings.
"It's an opportunity..."
"This is a great opportunity!"
The many cultivators and living beings who were in shock and astonishment reacted immediately, then exclaimed with joy, and quickly turned into divine rainbows to chase after the rays of light that were gushing out.
Only some monks who were a little slow to react were still staring at the figure slowly walking into the portal, unable to recover for a long time.
"Saint Son Jiang Lan has ascended to heaven..."
Then someone suddenly came to his senses and muttered in a trance.
Between heaven and earth, the magnificent portal had disappeared. The strange scene just now even seemed like an illusion, but the rays of light flying around were reminding everyone that this was not an illusion, but a real thing.
The many cultivators and living beings around were soon caught up in the chaos of fighting for those streams of light.
On that day, the news that Jiang Lan had knocked on a magnificent immortal gate deep in the ninth layer of the Yunhai Stone Forest and ascended to heaven on the golden road caused an enormous sensation in the land of Kyushu, like a meteorite hitting the sea.
Those who witnessed this scene that day seized many opportunities that gushed out from that magnificent immortal gate. Those who did not experience this event personally all felt regretful and beat their chests and stamped their feet, missing out on such a great opportunity.
In the following days, the sensation caused by this incident still lingered.
Many old antique figures from the immortal sects risked their lives to come to the Yunhai Stone Forest to investigate, but unfortunately they found nothing and had to leave with regret.
Many people firmly believed that the grand portal was the legendary Heavenly Gate of the ancient heaven. Jiang Lan was the future Emperor of Heaven, so it was natural for him to find the Heavenly Gate and fly away as an immortal.
Only some Confucian scholars, after learning about the heavenly sounds when the portal opened that day, made some associations and believed that the portal had little to do with the ancient heaven, but was more likely related to Confucianism in ancient times.
However, such statements were soon drowned out by all kinds of rumors and discussions.
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Deep in the South Desert Province, in an area filled with miasma, corpses piled up on the ground, forming a field of pure white corpse snow.
Some of the bones have not yet decayed and still have a crystal-like texture, while some of the bones are like small mountains, as black as ink and extremely deep.
This place is the holy land of the barbarians, named Barbarian Skeleton Valley. It is said that it is the place where the corpses of the former supreme barbarian gods fell after their death.
Strong men from some large tribes of the barbarians, when they knew that their life span was coming to an end, would also go here to find a suitable place to sit and pass away, returning to the arms of the barbarian god.
And now, the barbarian royal court is located here. It is built majestically and magnificently, and is not inferior to the human capital. The city walls are tall and gray all over, like mountains.
The city gate is spacious, enough to accommodate all kinds of ancient ferocious beasts carrying goods. Even the ground has been sacrificed by the barbarians and refined with special means, so it will not be cracked by huge force.
"Taiyi Sect's Saint Son Jiang Lan, has ascended to heaven?"
Inside the barbarian royal palace, a young man whose clothes looked no different from those of humans, except that his eyes were light brown and his hair was very thick and black, sat quietly on the throne. His aura was calm and peaceful, like a deep ocean without wind or waves.
When he heard the report from the powerful barbarian below, there was a hint of thought in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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