Chapter 219: Transmission of Power
Behind him, the clouds and rosy clouds of the various peaks flickered. A group of peak masters came and looked at the figures on the Law Enforcement Peak and the old ancestor. They all bowed in unison, "Greetings, old ancestor!"
Taoist Yuanchu retracted his gaze and looked at everyone, knowing that most of Qi Ling's disciples were in a state of panic. After all, they had abandoned the oldest ancestor in their memory and even stripped away the Tianqi Taoist lineage.
However, he was not worried, because there were too few records about Tianqi in the clan history. Instead, there were detailed biographies that recorded the history of nearly five hundred years since Wang Xun took over. In the next hundred years, the new disciples who had become true cultivators would truly recognize in their hearts that they were members of the Qi Ling School, rather than the descendants of the Tianqi Ancient Immortal Sect.
"Xuan Yuan has returned Qi Ling's luck to the Daoist tradition. From now on, all of my Qi Ling disciples will have a chance to seek life and ascend to the throne! I hope you can practice diligently and don't lose your mind."
Taoist Yuanchu's voice was like thunderclap in the hearts of everyone present, exploding in their hearts.
Li Hanxing in the crowd was shocked when he heard this. He actually had the possibility of ascending to the throne? Even all the disciples of the Qi Ling Sect had such a chance of ascending to the throne?
The rest of the people were also shocked. After they came to their senses, they shouted in worship: "Xuanyuan! I will never forget your great grace in bestowing my life!"
Yuanchu continued, "Although I have granted you all life, there are many disasters on the path of cultivation. This life is just to make up for the destiny, so that everyone has the destiny to ascend to the throne, but not everyone can ascend to the throne for sure.
Even if fate is restored, in the Qi Ling Sect, there are still perhaps only one or two true practitioners out of dozens who can successfully ascend to the throne.
I hope you will concentrate on your cultivation in the future, and not focus on the petty gains in these mountain sects and factions."
All the peak masters and family heads were shocked and said in unison: "We will follow the teachings of our ancestor!"
Yuanchu ordered everyone to retreat, leaving only Wang Fengyun, Wang Chaoxin and Wang Chaochen.
The three of them stood behind Taoist Yuanchu, all with their heads lowered and standing solemnly, not daring to think of anything else.
The mountain wind blew fine mist and rain, fluttering their clothes. Taoist Yuanchu closed his eyes and concentrated to sense the slanting wind, mist and rain, then slowly said: "Chaochen, from now on, all matters in the mountain, big or small, will be handed over to you. Chenming needs to practice in seclusion, or fight in various places. It is not convenient for me to go out too much, and you are the only one in charge of the governance faction.
In addition to the secret orders from the headmaster used for deterrence, the disciples also need to be influenced by power and virtue.
Xuanyuan has opened up a cave in the heaven above, which can receive the souls of disciples after death and continue the immortal path. But not everyone can enter this realm. You can grasp the degree of it yourself. "
As soon as these words came out, Wang Chaochen felt that his breathing, which he could not control, had become much heavier. He responded in shock, "Yes! I will keep the ancestor's teachings in mind day and night! I will definitely carry forward the Qi Ling Sect!"
After he left, the two people beside him slowly came to their senses. What is the difference between this cave secret realm and the method of rebirth? If the disciples in the mountains knew this news, who would think of betraying Qi Ling?
Even Wang Fengyun was quite excited after hearing this. If he had such a wonderful cave, he wouldn't have to plan so hard.
Yuanchu looked at the woman in front of him again, sighed slightly and said: "Chao Xin, I believe you are clear in your heart. Back then, you and Chao Qiu were one in the open and one in the dark, but in fact, you were both covering up Wei Tu's reincarnation.
Now that Xuan Yuan has been divided into thousands, even if Chao Qiu leaves, there will be no more fatal danger. You can rest assured."
"Yes, thank you for your concern, ancestor." Wang Chaoxin said respectfully, "But I still have a question. Between me and Senior Brother Chaoqiu, who is... Wei Tu? Or, am I Wang Chaoxin, or something else?"
Wang Fengyun, who was standing by, felt his heart tighten when he heard this. Such a secret had to be known to him. Was he trying to silence him?
He couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Taoist Yuanchu, and when he saw that he was not looking at him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Taoist Yuanchu didn't pay attention to Wang Fengyun's meaning, shook his head and smiled and replied to her: "You and Chaoqiu are not Wei Tu, but you both have the destiny to prove your position as Wei Tu.
Whoever of you succeeds is the Virgin Earth. If none of you succeeds, then none of you is the Virgin Earth.
If one day you achieve enlightenment, it will be you, Wang Chaoxin, who becomes the True Lord of Wei Tu, rather than the True Lord of Wei Tu reincarnated as Wang Chaoxin and returned through his body to achieve enlightenment."
Hearing this, Wang Chaoxin's expression relaxed slightly, and he bowed and said, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, ancestor! I will definitely live up to your high expectations!"
After she left, there were only two people left on the mountain. Wang Fengyun waited to be questioned, but the person in front of him remained silent.
It was not until the moon was at its highest point that Yuanchu Daoist opened his eyes from his meditation. He turned around and walked in front of Wang Fengyun, saying in a gentle voice, "Would you rather be Qi Ling's disciple, or Jiang Xu of the Linglong Sect?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Fengyun immediately bowed and said, "Disciple dare not!"
Yuan Chu sighed upon seeing this, bent over to help him up, and said: "Whether you are him or not, I have never had the intention to kill you. If you were him, with Xuan Ming involved, we would be able to make peace for the sake of benefit, and you would be able to help Qi Ling overcome the many disasters in the future."
"But how can the ancestor assert that I am not him?" Wang Fengyun was silent for a moment, then said, "I am Jiang Xu himself!"
"You won't be him."
Yuanchu shook his head and said, "He won't kneel."
Wang Fengyun was stunned when he heard this. In Jiang Xu's memory, he had only worshipped two people since he started practicing. These two people were his two masters, and both died because of him. After that, even when facing the True Lords, he never knelt down to worship them once.
“Even if you are assimilated by his memory and think you are Jiang Xu, the Jiang Xu who had seven lives, failed to achieve the position, and caused the fight between the True Lords will never appear again.” Taoist Yuanchu looked him straight in the eyes and said, “I hope you can inherit his long-cherished wish, achieve the position of Wu Tu, and let the rays of light rise again and illuminate the sky.
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"This... Can I do it? But I'm not Jiang Xu, I'm just Wang Fengyun..." He panicked when he heard that. If he was not Jiang Xu, how could he prove his position as Wu Earth?
“You may not be able to do it, but Wang Fengyun, who is in Qi Ling and has a divine destiny, can do it!
If you feel uneasy, ask Xuan Yuan. "
Taoist Yuanchu smiled and turned around and walked into the temple on the Law Enforcement Peak.
Wang Fengyun was struggling. The moonlight was shining on the peak and the quiet chirping of insects touched his heart. He turned around and saw only the moonlight shining on the hall door and Xuanyuan sitting on a high place.
Various consciousnesses clashed in his mind, sometimes it was the thousand years of Linglong Sect, sometimes it was the past of Qi Ling Sect.
There was a voice in his heart that had been tempting him. As long as he was Master Jiang, he would be the reincarnation of the Seven-Life Golden Elixir and had a bright future. The path to achieving his position emerged clearly in his eyes.
But there was another voice calling out in his heart. He was Wang Fengyun, himself, not Master Jiang.
Even if people have self-control, they will still be unable to resist endless temptations.
The soul in Wang Fengyun's mind slowly walked towards the direction leading to Jiang Xu's memory. His mind was filled with beautiful scenes of ascending to the golden elixir and becoming a true lord.
Thousands of fairy palaces opened, and thousands of divine palaces emerged. The goddess held golden lotus, the golden armor held weapons, the white crane ascended to the clouds, and the spirit fish jumped into the pond.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Fengyun had arrived above the Ninth Heaven, wearing a Taoist robe that shone brightly with immortal light. He stood among the immortals and was praised by them.
He couldn't help but burst into laughter. In front of him, the sky was connected with clouds and morning mist, and behind him, the Milky Way seemed to be turning with thousands of dancing sails.
The immortals bowed in admiration and shouted, "Welcome Master Jiang to the throne! May he live as long as heaven and earth, and enjoy the throne forever!"
"Hahaha, good, good, I am so happy today that I have attained my position..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong and asked, "Please repeat what you just said!"
The immortals bowed again and said, "Welcome Master Jiang..."
"No, my name is Wang Fengyun, how can you call me by the wrong name?" He shouted, "Change it immediately!"
"What? But you are Master Jiang?" a fairy asked in surprise.
"Yes, is it because Master Jiang is too excited?"
"Yes, Master Zhenjun, you are Linglong Sect's Jiang Zhenren. After many hardships, you finally achieved the status of Zhenjun. That's why we are here outside the Heavenly Palace to congratulate you and greet you!"
"Jiang Xu?" He raised his hand and a bronze mirror appeared in front of him. In the mirror appeared an old man with white hair and a youthful face with an immortal demeanor.
"I am Jiang Xu? I am Jiang Xu? Whatever, it's just a body, so my soul should be the master!" He felt relieved and said calmly, "Then let's enter the Heavenly Palace!"
"Yun'er!"
A vague voice sounded in his ear, but he thought it was just an hallucination and ignored it, continuing to walk towards the grand gate of the Heavenly Palace.
"Senior Brother Yun!" Another woman's voice called out.
"Yun'er, you have achieved immortality! You really deserve the respect of our Wang family. All our ancestors are proud of you."
Wang Fengyun turned around suddenly and saw familiar yet unfamiliar figures standing by the clouds.
He was stunned. Who were these people? He shook his head and remembered that these people were his fellow teachers in Qiling Sect.
No, how could he forget all these people? Wang Fengyun's heart sank, and he stopped. The attendant beside him asked, "What do you want, Master?"
Wait, he is Wang Fengyun! His memory seems to be fading away bit by bit.
He raised his head and looked at the tall and majestic immortal gate with the words "Heavenly Palace" engraved on it. The ethereal fairyland was right before his eyes.
Once he steps into this palace gate, he will become the real Jiang Xu! What about himself? Without his own Jiang Xu, he is the real Lord of Heaven, so what about his consciousness, Wang Fengyun?
He felt a little frightened and looked up at his old friends, but found that they were gone. A dark crowd appeared on the horizon again, and each of their faces, old or young, had lines of blood and tears on them.
Their pale faces were all smiling strangely. Who were these people?
Wang Fengyun's memories turned over in his mind again, and he recalled that the people in front of him were all Wang's disciples who died on the altar that year.
When these people saw him, the smiles on their faces turned into ferocious ones. They roared and shouted at him angrily, "Jiang Xu, the traitor!"
He kept cursing and wailing as he pounced towards him ferociously.
Wang Fengyun was frightened by this scene and woke up instantly. He took a deep breath, broke free from the illusion, and found that he was still on the Law Enforcement Peak.
The moon is high, the wind is still, the dew is clear, the ripples are still, and the cold water soaks the stars in the sky.
He stood up resolutely, glanced at the statue not far away, and said respectfully: "Greetings to Xuanyuan!"
The statue was shining brightly, and a beam of precious light flew out and penetrated into his mind.
Wang Fengyun's soul was turning, and the precious light in his mind merged with his soul and turned into a set of exercises. Seven ancient characters were engraved on the red gold divine pattern.
"Zhongyuan Baotu Xuanyin Jing"
Although he had not seen this method, he understood that it was given by Xuanyuan, and he immediately kowtowed and said, "Thank you Xuanyuan for giving me this method!
"I, your disciple, will one day make the sky full of rosy clouds rise from Qi Ling and illuminate the whole sky!"
After saying that, Wang Fengyun walked down the mountain with a very peaceful heart. He had never felt so at ease walking down a mountain before.
In the Xuanyuan Realm, next to the Siming Heavenly Stone stood Yuanchu Taoist. He sensed that there was one last set of skills in the stone. It was one of the three skills that appeared when the deity first took charge of this realm. It was also the most superior skill, "Shangyuan Jiuxuandong Zhenjing".
"No one can defeat Xuan Ming's plan."
Taoist Yuanchu muttered to himself, "No wonder I want to merge with Daoyuan Water and transform myself into Xuanyuan!"
At this moment, he understood why Xuan Ming could calculate so accurately, to the point where he could predict the exact date and time when Jiang Xu would ascend the throne. At that critical juncture, he activated the Qing Ming Zhao Yun Golden Lamp, leaving Jiang Xu with no way out.
This is because each of these three techniques contains a hint of status and destiny!
Whether it is a real person or a golden elixir, everyone in the world firmly believes that Yuanshui Zhenjun is still hiding somewhere waiting to return.
But in fact, the last ray of Yuanshui Zhenjun's fate and status have been hidden in the "Tongling Xiayuan Zhenjue" technique. Those who do not practice this technique will surely die if they ascend to Yuanshui!
Just because without this last bit of destiny and status, even if more golden elixirs are killed to make up for the Tao, it will be meaningless.
For a moment he also thought of Master Yuan Yi. He was afraid that this Master had also noticed that the Yuan Shui was incomplete back then, and his death was to make up for it with his own body!
But after Bu Dao's death, he still found that the Yuan Shui was incomplete, so he probably understood something and did not hesitate to disappear completely and hide in the world, waiting for the moment when the Yuan Shui was complete!
As for the fact that Yuanshui Zhenjun's fate was taken away, it is very likely, after all, it was Xuanming Zhenjun who took action. However, this last bit of Yuanshui's status was most likely not taken away, after all, no one can take away Zhenjun's original status unless it is voluntary.
"I'm afraid that Master Yuanshui has already reincarnated, or has switched to practicing another path!
And Wu Earth, precisely because of the existence of this practice, is missing a trace of Wu Earth's status.
But Jiang Xu was extremely talented. He swallowed up Weiyang's fate, using one life to replenish another, and completed the seven-life golden elixir. Logically speaking, he should be able to achieve the status.
But Xuanming had anticipated even this. When the Way of Wu Earth moved heaven and earth, the last wisp of Wu Earth status in this practice would be able to move Qingming Zhaoyun Golden Lantern and prevent him from achieving his position.
In this way, as long as they are in charge of the Xuanyuan Realm, it means that the three True Lords can form solid common interests and thus stand in unison.
If we add the reclusive Yuan Ci, and the first generation ally Wei Tu Zhenjun, and other Zhenjun fellows who are still alive, I am afraid there is a real possibility of overthrowing the Heavenly Palace and completing Xuan Ming's plan!
Moreover, Xuanming just happened to choose the original body with a different fate. It seemed that Xuanming was no longer there, but in fact everything was in Xuanming's hands.
(End of this chapter)
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