Chapter Forty-Two: The Lost River, The Boat of Experiences
er lay a solid foundation in your life!" Fang He-ling shouted at his retreating back."Roll down! You disgrace!" Dong Apao waved her sleeve, and Fang Huerling really rolled all the way down the platfor...The process of the lotus world's destruction is like a bubble.
But it's not really just a bubble.
The myriad saints, with their divine powers, suppressed the evils and nurtured the lotus seeds. Each of these millions of lotus seeds in this evil lotus world once represented a vibrant and flourishing reality.
When a real world suddenly collapses before your eyes, it's inevitable to feel a sense of astonishment. All these prodigies present are still young and cannot afford to ignore this.
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Everyone looked at Dou Zhao.
"What are you looking at" Dou Zhao snapped. "It has nothing to do with me! I didn't even step on it, it just shattered!"
What happened inside
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Are the creatures of this realm responsible for their own suffering Or is there someone exploring this lotus world, causing unforeseen changes
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It remains to be seen.
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"I, Wei, lamented aloud: 'If there were a transcendent being who, at this moment, with a single palm strike, quelled the calamity, we would be like the creatures in this lotus-seed world – oblivious, simply ceasing to exist... In this vast universe, where is there not an illusion'"
Then Jiang Wang said, "Therefore, we seek truth."
Ji Li held the snow-exploring flower in her arms and simply said, "Let's go."
The clue Ning Shuangrong obtained was left by a Jian Ge cultivator over three thousand nine hundred years ago. This person, Guan Changqing, was the master's direct disciple and the head disciple of the sect at the time. He was an unparalleled genius. A top-tier Dong Zhen, the world's best swordsman, he entered the exploration of Huoshuiji but then disappeared without a trace.
The disaster is vast and its boundaries remain unexplored, even the Jiange cannot thoroughly search this place.
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His remains had drifted in the calamity for so many years, until today when they were discovered by Ning Shuangrong.
More than three thousand nine hundred years ago, it was the era when Emperor Jingtaizu Ji Yusu and Empress Yangtaizu Ji Yanqiu contended. The national system was sweeping across the world, with countless sects either joining the national system or disappearing directly.
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As a venerable family with an ancient legacy, Jian Ge also can't help but worry about the future.
The official, Qing Shenxi, was the hope of his clan. He held a sword and aimed to be the best, but unfortunately, he fell victim to the treacherous waters, becoming a regret for Jian Ge for countless years. This led to the clan rule: "Only those who have received two Master Swordsman's seals may enter the treacherous waters."All true disciples of Jian Ge must pass the assessments of at least two Master Swordsmen before they can explore the treacherous waters. This is known as the "Two Seals of True Transmission".
As for Ning Shuangrong, Guan Changqing's name held even greater significance - he had a disciple named Si Yu'an.
The Jiange has its own legacy, the sword way enduring through ages. Obtaining Guan Changqing's remains, Ning Shu's journey can be considered complete. As for the Yin-Yang school's lineage, she is willing to share it with the person who helped her find Guan Changqing.
All the holy beings that tried to quell the calamity water later gave up on this place.
And somehow, the Yin-Yang school's saints still left behind a legacy of calamity.
Perhaps the Yin-Yang True Saint had foreseen the demise of the Yin-Yang School long ago, so he orchestrated these misfortunes in an attempt to bring about its revival
Of course, the Yin-Yang School wasn't really accustomed to yin and yang weird energy. This school was most adept at feng shui divination, seeking auspiciousness and avoiding disaster. Later, the school almost disappeared, but its influence had long since permeated the world of cultivation. These days, no matter how proficient or not, who can't look at some feng shui
Níng Shuāng Róng lightly raised her eyes, and the Qiushui Sword leaped out of its sheath, drawing a streak of water color that hung in the air.
Beneath lay boundless, murky waves, making this glimmer of water all the more crystal clear.
And she drew out the sword intent of Guan Changqing, using the same-origin Jian Ge sword energy as its support. In an instant, the energies became confused and erupted with a thunderous roar!
Of course, all the sword cries wouldn't spread. Under Jiang Wang's control, they were confined to this place.
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But see, in the air, sword qi slightly swirling, suddenly transformed into a compass.
Qi condensed into clear Dao characters, all standing upright on the compass. There were names of celestial stars, heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth...
A subtle change is taking place insidiously.
Zuo Qingru and the others, appearing as if gods had descended, could only see the intricate changes of the compass scattering around Ning Shuangrong. She fought off the evil gazes while observing her surroundings.
Yet, Jiang Wang merely raised her eyes and met Dou Zhao's gaze.
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As living people of the present day, they sensed a change in the rules!
The sword intent left by Guan Changqing guided the occurrence of such rules, but Ning Shuangrong's strength was clearly unable to support the continuation of this change. Jiang Wang pointed from afar, and a vast sword energy poured down like a celestial river, falling onto Ning Shuangrong's Autumn Water Sword.
Thus, the sword qi compass continued to spin.
Kacha kacha.
Click clack.
A sound like gears turning, as if it had happened and yet never existed.
All sounds around me faded away at that moment.
Jìlǐ suddenly spoke, "I've lost my sense of direction."
"My 'compass' feels very unclear right now," Zhu Qingru said.
As a true disciple of the Legalist school, her "precision" doesn't just refer to standards and rules; it is also one of the core magical techniques. It is the tool of jurisprudence that ensures she never loses her way!
Always hanging in my heart, yet blurring at this moment.
I wish I could reverse my spear, close my eyes, and only use the intent of the spear to surround myself. However, I directly entered a state of combat.
This team has a hierarchy in terms of cultivation levels, but there is no redundancy. Everyone knows exactly what they need to do.
Dou Shao and Jiang Wang didn't speak, but one with a drawn sword and the other with a raised saber, just standing there, they were like an anchor in a storm, able to calm even the wildest waves.
Splash!
There seemed to be the sound of flowing water.
All things in heaven and earth seemed to be confused, transforming into a chaotic expanse, beginning to flow.
The danger is gone now.
Everyone suddenly realized they were in a river, but they didn't know the name of it.
Where are you now
A sweep of the eyes reveals only chaos.
Where are you now
A question arose in my heart, and in an instant, my mind became clouded.
This is an extremely terrifying, gaze-striking, and mind-numbing sentence.
Even the most prodigious talents of our time, inheritors of grand lineages, might find it difficult to awaken to themselves instantly.
But in the next moment, countless broken gazes were pulled from the chaos, and countless strands of fragmented sounds returned to the void.
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Light and shadow, sound and sight, woven beneath everyone's feet into a dazzling kaleidoscope. And then, in a moment, the kaleidoscope vanishes, transforming into a single pure white vessel!
This is the first level earth-level Dao technique created by Jiang Wangdong's successor, its name —
Only by realizing the true nature of emptiness can one attain this art, and thereby immortals achieve genuine freedom.
When Jiang Wang created this technique, he had in mind the majestic figure of Xing Nian Zen Master alone in his boat crossing the Milky Way.
It was a ferocious and awe-inspiring Dao technique capable of crossing the Milky Way and crushing all perception.
It first appeared before people, but it was at this moment.
Before the battle could even unfold, they arrogantly sailed into the River of Loss.
May Wei, Zhuo Qingru, and Ji Li, including Ji Li's white cat, all recover their sight and hearing at this very moment. Everything they have lost is restored! They can see again, even re-examine the essence of this lost river.
"I see..." Ji Li said, "The inheritance of the Yin-Yang True Saint is not left in a specific location, but within the calamity itself, in the concept of 'location'!"
Such a transmission as that of the True Saint, akin to Yin-Yang, if it were merely confined to a single Lotus World, it would have long been seized or destroyed by ubiquitous evil views.
And the entire Neolithic period was 103,000 years, and the Age of Saints was the first act of the Neolithic...
The transmission of the Yin-Yang True Saint is hidden in calamity, for far too many years now.
Its way of existence, its mode of transmission, must inevitably transcend imagination, possessing the power to cross time.
Tucked away within the concept of "direction," using the Lost River as a moat, indeed it is the true Saint's way.
At this moment, Ning Shuangrong sheathed her sword. As the instigator of the Sword Qi Compass and the awakener of the Lost River, she inherited the sword intent left behind by Qing, the former Grand Master of Jiange. Among the several divine cultivators present, she was the only one who retained her memories and had not lost herself.
But the drive to uncover secrets beyond her current capacity took a heavy toll on her. While Jiang Wang could shoulder the depletion of her sword energy, no one could bear the burden of her mental exhaustion.
Therefore, her expression was rather weary.
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At this moment, standing on the vessel of experience, overlooking the River of Loss, gazing at the still-unclear and confused river, I couldn't help but say with a tinge of melancholy, "Grandmaster Jiang, where are we sailing to now"
A fresh green skirt stands on Bai Zhou, the river wind blowing her hair in the middle of the stream.
Guan Changqing has already found the inheritance of Yin-Yang True Saint, and even with the unique secret method of Jian Ge, he left a message that only the true successor of Jian Ge could receive... Then why didn't he accept the inheritance and end up trapped and dead in that lotus world
The disaster is fraught with danger, known as the most vicious in the present world. Especially now, it is trapped in the River of Despair.
But standing here, beside this boat, she feels very secure.
"Just look, this river is going to take me somewhere," Jiang Wang said.
Wei, Zhuoqingru, and Ji Li were all observing the River of Loss. It was a river that muddled everything, obscured sight and hearing, and even devoured thoughts. Even they, had never seen anything like it before. Only under the protection of the Boat of Seeing could they observe it at all.
Observing such rivers can also be considered a supplement to the true knowledge they possess, and they certainly wouldn't miss it.
Only Dou Zhao, after observing the Sight Vessel for a long time, devised thirteen countermeasures in his mind—he couldn't say he had cracked it yet, because he hadn't truly felt its power and didn't understand it well enough. But he already had a general framework for dealing with it. If he truly faced it, he wouldn't be caught off guard—He then cast a light glance at Jiang Wang: "This magical art is not bad."
Jiang Wang's eyes were both crimson gold, his pupils burning with the Three Calamity Fire as he swam through the River of Lost Souls. He was searching for glimpses of the world that had been lost for millions of years. He casually said, "Compared to Dou Shi's Other Shore Golden Bridge, it's still too far behind... Does Brother Dou have any suggestions What do you think about me building a bridge on the boat"
Even Dou Zhao, would have to admit the power of the Sightseeing Boat. But for Jiang Wang to compare it to the Ferry Bridge from the Other Shore is like bumping into stars across a galaxy.
He scrutinized the swirling confusion at the sides of the ship's hull: "I think you're doing a good job steering. Don't overthink it."
A pure white vessel cleaves through the waves, sailing along the Lost River. A young man who has lived for three thousand nine hundred and twenty-three years in Dao Calendar seeks echoes of the ancient times.
At a certain moment, Chang Si and Tian Xia were both poised and ready. That surging and chaotic matter vanished in an instant.
The vessel of experience leaped out of the lost river, flying in the air.
A thousand threads of experience, like petals unfurling from a blooming bouquet, all converged within Jiang Wang's crimson eyes.
A crowd of people appeared in a long corridor. On both sides, there were towering walls that stretched straight up to the sky. To their front, back, left, and right, eight paths branched off. The path ahead twisted and turned, leading to an unknown destination. Behind them was emptiness; the howling River of Loss had already rushed past.
Zuo Qingru raised her hand as if grasping a rope. That was her "law's plumb line," and after a slight examination, she said: "We are in a certain section of the Lost River, within the pages of the Time-Space Book. It seems this place is indeed the inheritance site of Yin Yang True Saints."
Ning Shuangrong said: "In the sword intent left by my Jian Ge predecessors, there is only a method to lead out the Lost River and approach the place of inheritance. There is no more information. He should have only obtained information about the Yin Yang True Saint's inheritance, but he did not have time to explore it himself."
Ji Li gently stroked Xue Li's cat's nape, tilted her ear to listen to its two meows, and then said: "Even Xue Tanhua wouldn't be able to find a way out of this labyrinth."
She stepped forward and lightly tapped the tall wall with her finger. Her voice seemed to be swallowed by the wall, muffled and without a sound.
She picked up her brush again, drawing a slender black hunting dog from thin air. It leaped out silently, like a shadow, running along the wall before vanishing around the corner in an instant.
"She's gone." she said.
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It wasn't that the small dog disappeared from sight, but rather that this spell had been erased.
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I wish I could stay silent. A golden flame, condensing infinitely at the tip of the gun, grew ever brighter and more dazzling. At its most brilliant moment, it transformed into a brilliant ray of light, shooting out with incredible speed, turning sharply at the corner of the corridor... only to abruptly stop there.
Like a tangible thread, severed there.
This labyrinth is forbidden to explore.
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At the edge of sight, lies the end of all light.
Dou Zhao didn't make any further verification. He simply said, "I go first, you follow."
He drew his sword and strode forward, leading the way into this labyrinth of yin and yang.
Zhuo Qingru, Ning Shuangrong, Ji Li, and Zhu Wei walked in the middle, flanking each other.
Jiang Wang landed last, commanding the overall situation and adapting to changes at any time.
The walls of the Yin-Yang Labyrinth stretched endlessly, reaching up to meet the sky. There were no gaps between the bricks, only the divisions marked by their pattern.
Jiang Wang's gaze swept across the scene, feeling the power of the ancient times' rules.
The Era of Saints once flourished, with "Saints" being the closest to transcendence.
Why haven't there been any since then
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Why are all the saints like smoke
What is the root cause of all saints' failures
This is a very simple request.
The most recent person who has a chance of being canonized is undoubtedly Master Xu Yuan, the founder of Xuanxue. He created the school and used the grand illusionary realm of Tai Xu to widely spread his teachings.
Achieving sainthood is certainly much simpler than transcendence, yet it possesses a power to shatter the limits of the mundane world, far exceeding that of an ordinary True Monarch.
If one were to follow the path of Vuze, it wouldn't be much different from the strategy used during the previous Taixu Alliance.
But why he didn't choose this way, and still insist on walking two extraordinary paths
Because the worldly philosophies are impossible to unify, and the path of a great achievement has been proven unfeasible, is it that Kuu's desire transcends beyond these limitations
Jiang Wang asked himself that he was not the kind of person born with sharp intellect, so he was eager to learn, often gazing at the paths taken by predecessors, contemplating their thoughts, and learning from their wisdom.
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Keep walking forward, don't miss any details.
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At the very front, Dou Zhao led the way, displaying a completely different style. He carried his Tianshao backwards and strode forward with long steps. Looking out from the high walls, the scenery was varied; some areas were blank, while others had intricate patterns.
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Many of the diagrams he could recognize, knowing they were "sketches." They represented academic debates between the Yin Yang school and other schools in ancient times, of course, with the Yin Yang school always coming out on top.
These “sketches” possess profound Daoist elegance. If one delves deeply into their meaning, they are sure to gain something valuable.
But he only glanced at what most concerned him, ignoring the rest.
The Tao is one, the main trunk is one branch, he doesn't need all those complicated things.
The palm holds a celestial tiger, already dominating the world.
Under his skin, a faint golden glow flickered. The "Indestructible for Ten Thousand Tribulations" Douzhan Golden Body was ready to be unleashed at any moment. After so many years of passing down the Yin-Yang Labyrinth, there should be some danger.
Walking in such a place, he did not expect an inheritance, but was looking forward to danger. He looked forward to the killing techniques that had disappeared since ancient times, and longed to witness the edge of the Yin-Yang True Saint!As I was entering the city just now, a prison wagon passed by... ” Jiang Wang seemed thoughtful: “It carried a physician named Sun Ping. His tongue had been cut out, so he couldn't speak. They say he...