Chapter 958: Weird True Essence
When the Qilin Patriarch told his story, the Red Dust Supreme, the Immortal Lord of Suppressing Evil, the Lord of the Nine Heavens, the Immortal Lord of Jinxuan, and the Immortal Emperor of Nine Tribulations were gradually attracted.
Listening to the story told by the Qilin Ancestor, they had a new understanding of this guy.
Even though Kirin Patriarch was once number one in the world, he was the weakest among them. Based on their status, they all looked down on him.
Although the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor is not an immortal god, she came from another world and is very capable. If she had not broken into the Beginningless Continent, she would have continued to be so high-spirited. However, the Qilin Ancestor withdrew from the world's sight and gave up the position of number one in the world.
Through the narration of Qilin Patriarch, they saw Zhongtian from another perspective.
From desolation to prosperity, from loneliness to vitality, the Kirin ancestor once reached the top, but was later abandoned by heaven and earth and constantly surpassed by later generations, which made them feel the cruelty of Zhongtian.
From their perspective, the cultivation of Qilin Ancestor is not strong, but if you think about it carefully, when they were Qilin Ancestor's age, their cultivation was far inferior to that of Qilin Ancestor. If they put themselves in his shoes, they would imagine being constantly surpassed by the younger generations. They are obviously working very hard, but seem to be getting weaker and weaker. It sounds really cruel.
Su Han felt deeply that the life experience of Qilin Patriarch was very suitable to be written into the Book of Time. With the cause and effect of Qilin Patriarch as the axis, he continued to expand it until the entire Zhongtian was written into the Book of Time.
When he was halfway through listening, Su Han's perception of Qilin Ancestor had changed, and he looked at Qilin Ancestor with eyes full of admiration.
His change gave Kirin Patriarch a glimmer of hope.
Perhaps this child will be his hope of escape!
It was not until dusk that the Qilin Ancestor finished his story.
Shen Zhen was also very interested in what she had heard. She suddenly wanted to write a storybook. She hadn't written for many years.
Su Han stood up and saluted to the Qilin Patriarch, which made the Qilin Patriarch flattered. He stood up and saluted him back.
However, Su Han's next words extinguished the hope in his heart.
"Your story is very touching. I will write it down for you. You should atone for your sins here for the rest of your life."
The Qilin Patriarch almost got suffocated. You were so touching just now, and now you only talk about this?
Su Han was even happier when he saw his expression.
Silly child, I just look younger than you, but actually I am older than you. How could I be fooled by you?
Su Han turned and left, hiding his achievements and fame.
Shen Zhen also disappeared on the spot.
Hongchen Supreme and others looked at Qilin Ancestor for a while, then withdrew their gazes and prepared to rest.
They have become accustomed to this kind of life of working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise. They cannot practice cultivation, but at night, they can think about Taoism.
Today, their hearts have calmed down and they no longer have such negative emotions, because they are powerless to resist and can only passively accept it.
When they calmed down, they found that life was not that difficult. Under such circumstances, their resistance and rebellion became weaker and weaker.
This episode did not change the attitude of Hongchen Zhizun and others towards Qilin Patriarch. Most of the time, the six of them maintained an attitude of non-interference with each other. They all had extremely high self-esteem and did not want others to know their identities.
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Who can become the second merit immortal?
This issue became a topic of discussion in various Taoist temples in Zhongtian. Countless practitioners who did good deeds and accumulated virtue appeared in the world, and many hidden great powers came out to preach and benefit the people.
The powerful ones are selflessly devoting themselves, and the young cultivators are saving the people. This is an unprecedented prosperous era. This is an era where evil can hardly survive. Those powerful ones who are high above will also weigh the pros and cons and be more cautious when doing things.
Such a Zhongtian shocked those who ascended. They felt the real difference between Zhongtian and all the heavens and worlds.
At the same time, the common people's recognition and belief in the Way of Heaven and the Heavenly Court are rapidly rising, which also makes the destiny of the Way of Heaven increasingly powerful, and then benefits Zhongtian, forming a cycle.
Ten thousand years later.
Patriarch Zhenyuan returned to Fangcun Island. He saw Xuanwu fishing on the island and felt a little dazed.
Compared to when he left, Xuanwu has not changed at all.
"You're back?"
Xuanwu's voice floated over, his tone calm.
Hearing his words, Patriarch Zhenyuan suddenly came to his senses. From Xuanwu's tone, he was sure that the traces of time were still there.
"Well, there is something I don't understand, so I want to ask Master."
Patriarch Zhenyuan said as he walked towards Xuanwu, his eyes looking towards the mountains in Fangcun Island with a nostalgic look in his eyes.
Since he was born, he has been to many places, but the only place he truly considers as his home is Fangcun Island.
Every blade of grass and every tree here made him feel at home. Although the flowers, plants and trees had been replaced with new ones, they still felt familiar to him.
He came to Xuanwu's side, and the two of them briefly reminisced about the past. Xuanwu did not ask many questions, and their interaction was very plain, but they did not feel alienated.
Patriarch Zhenyuan could feel the changes in Xuanwu. It seemed that Xuanwu had also had great fortune during the years when he was away.
Afterwards, Patriarch Zhenyuan went up the mountain and came to Gu An's courtyard.
Gu An was carving a wooden statue. He looked up at the Zhen Yuan ancestor with a smile on his face.
He was very satisfied with Patriarch Zhenyuan. This disciple's character and behavior were to his liking, and he was also very responsible.
After taking charge of the Dao Emperor, Patriarch Zhenyuan did not act recklessly, but became more low-key. Not only did he rely on the Dao Emperors to gain enlightenment, he also passed on his attainments to the Dao Emperors and made progress together.
Today's Dao Emperors have changed. They not only rely on killing each other and devouring luck to become stronger, but they also comprehend the Dao together.
The True Yuan Patriarch came to Gu An, saluted respectfully, and then asked: "Master, the Great Dao Emperor..."
Gu An raised his hand to interrupt him, then put down the wooden statue with his other hand, looked at him, and asked, "Did you feel anything along the way?"
"Feelings?"
Patriarch Zhenyuan was confused and thought that Gu An was asking about his practice, so he fell into deep thought, thinking about how to answer.
His mind was as fast as lightning, and he organized all his words in less than two breaths. He was about to answer when suddenly, Gu An kicked the wooden statue towards him.
This wooden statue only had the upper body of a human being, and didn't even have a face carved on it. Facing the attack from the wooden statue, Patriarch Zhen Yuan subconsciously dodged.
"division……"
Patriarch Zhenyuan looked puzzled, but before he could utter the second word, he turned around abruptly and looked in the direction he was looking, but the wooden statue was no longer there.
His brows were furrowed, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
In front of him, where he could not see, there was a dark figure facing him, with one hand grabbing the wooden statue that Gu An had kicked.
The dark figure was less than seven steps away from Zhenyuan Patriarch. Although he was so close, Zhenyuan Patriarch could not see him at all and remained vigilant, waiting for him to show up.
"Who are you?"
A hoarse and cold voice sounded, and the dark figure was not asking about the Zhenyuan Patriarch, but Gu An.
(End of this chapter)
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