Chapter 197: Destiny Line

Under the night.

A flying boat sped across the sky.

Gu Xiuyun leaned on the railing and looked down at the earth.

The secret world without the sun, moon and stars was pitch black in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of practitioners, even a glimmer of light could be seen clearly.

In the mountains and forests, some mortals walked along the official road in groups of three or five. They relied on a dim oil lamp. Occasionally, someone was tripped by gravel, but they could only get up silently and continue to move forward.

These mortals all came from the Shenhuo Kingdom.

When the evil spirits from outer space invaded, the Jifeng Kingdom sent a large number of mortals to the banks of the Chonghua River, while the Shenhuo Kingdom and the Jinhuang Kingdom did not make any movement. Even if some mortals wanted to leave the town, they could not move forward because the sky and the earth were dark and there was no statue to guide them.

Until later, Elder Fusong caused chaos everywhere.

The Shenhuo Kingdom and the Jinhuang Kingdom could not wait to move the statues to the Chonghua River. The mortals lost the golden light of the statues and could no longer survive. They could only rush to the Chonghua River in groups.

"The disputes in the immortal way have implicated these innocent mortals." Gu Xiuyun shook his head and sighed.

Neither the Eight Eyes Divine Sect nor the four great sects were willing to take action against mortals, but both sides were the masters of the world. How could their every move not involve the mortal world?

The secret world without the sun, moon and stars is just a dry river.

The immortal practitioners can walk on the river bank and look down on the common people.

But the mortals can only wander in the mud and sand, struggling to find water.

Gu Xiuyun's eyes were extremely deep. He not only saw the mortals struggling forward, but also saw these mortals lost their way in the dark, and finally completely despaired and died on the endless mountain road.

The dead mortals are only a very small number in the secret world. There are countless mortals struggling hard.

At this moment, Gu Xiuyun thought of his previous life.

Once upon a time, he was struggling in the dark quagmire like these mortals. For that glimmer of hope, he calculated every day, made friends with martial arts masters everywhere, and became brothers with Qin Baishou, the richest man in the world.

All kinds of calculations were arranged for nearly ten years, but in the end they were still blocked by destiny. If Peng Zu had not appeared, Gu Xiuyun would have turned into a pile of bones.

His eyes became more and more distant, and his mind drifted to every corner of the secret world.

At this moment, countless pictures appeared in Gu Xiuyun's mind.

That was what mortals in the secret world saw and thought.

After repairing the seventh life star bead, his divine power of the destiny clan was greatly enhanced, which was no less than his previous life.

Almost in a thought, he could sense the past and future of countless mortals, and the changes of heaven.

Thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, the thoughts and ideas of every mortal were echoing in Gu Xiuyun's mind. Their past and future were like a painting of the Qingming River. As the scroll was rolled up, scene after scene, there was no end in sight.

In his previous life, although Gu Xiuyun had such magical powers, he was unable to bear it because of the limitation of his mind. But now his soul is no less than the fifth level of Kaimai, and is even close to the sixth level.

Such a powerful mind can naturally bear a huge amount of information.

At this moment, countless scenes intertwined in Gu Xiuyun's mind, gradually turning into thin threads, pulling the past of countless mortals and guiding their future.

And those silk threads formed a large net, densely packed, covering the entire secret world.

"Is this the essence of heaven and earth?"

Gu Xiuyun was at a loss, as if he was an ignorant child who had just walked out of the well and looked up at the sky.

Those silk threads condensed into endless earth and misty sky. Everything in the world is made up of silk threads.

These silk threads intertwined with each other, occasionally connected together, and separated at a certain point. Some of them have never been separated for generations. They are a pair of mandarin ducks from previous lives, and their love for each other exudes flawless light.

Unconsciously, Gu Xiuyun sat cross-legged, and a faint Taoist charm filled the air around him.

…

After an unknown amount of time, the flying boat landed at the edge of Pengze Lake, and two high priests walked out of the cabin.

“After flying for a whole day, we finally arrived at Pengze Lake,” High Priest Yan Zhan looked at the lake and breathed a sigh of relief, “Fortunately, this place has not been swept by evil spirits from outer space, otherwise it would be troublesome!”

“Elder Li Kongmen is seriously injured and has not recovered yet. Even if he has the courage, he dare not go to Pengze Lake to act recklessly.” High Priest Zhenhuang smiled lightly.

“That makes sense.”

Pengze Lake was blocked by a large formation, and there were many Xuanguangtai priests in it. Even if Elder Fusong was lurking nearby, he could not see how many strong people were in the formation, so how could he dare to take risks?

Now, although Elder Fusong’s physical body has recovered, his strength is less than 30% compared to before entering the secret realm, so he naturally dared not confront the Eight Eyes God

Cult head-on.

"Daoyou Ximing, time is running out, let's dismantle the formation!" High Priest Yan Zhan shouted.

After the voice fell, Gu Xiuyun did not move.

"Daoyou Ximing?"

The two high priests showed doubts and walked to Gu Xiuyun's side.

It was not until then that they discovered that Gu Xiuyun was surrounded by a strong aura of Taoism, which was almost as strong as performing several Taoism secrets at the same time.

"Daoyou Ximing, what's wrong with you?" High Priest Yan Zhan looked puzzled.

"Such a strong aura of Taoism, it seems that Daoyou Ximing has a sudden enlightenment!" High Priest Zhenhuang pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Sudden enlightenment?"

"That should be right," said the High Priest Zhenhuang in a deep voice, "I have seen records about enlightenment in the classics. It is a state that is close to the induction of heaven and man. When you have an enlightenment, your mind and spirit are in harmony with the Great Dao, and your understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth continues to deepen. Even if it is only for a moment, it is equivalent to several months of practice."

"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Ximing would have such an opportunity. I have practiced for 500 years and have never experienced the taste of enlightenment." High Priest Yanzhan sighed.

"Although enlightenment is rare, we have the Xingtai and Yuquan Dongtian and other places for practice, and we have the help of the divine eyes, so we don't have to worry too much." The High Priest Zhenhuang looked indifferent.

Although the Eight Eyes Divine Religion has declined, each of the treasures left behind is beyond the imagination of the world. The Yuquan Dongtian alone has a mysterious effect that is no less than enlightenment.

"Having said that, fellow Taoist Ximing rarely falls into enlightenment, so it is better for us not to disturb him."

High Priest Yanzhan walked out of the flying boat.

The High Priest of Zhenhuang stared at Gu Xiuyun for a few times, shook his head and smiled, and turned away.

...

Gu Xiuyun sat there for nine days.

His mind wandered among countless threads, observing the birth, aging, illness and death, past and future of ordinary mortals.

Occasionally, a thread suddenly showed ripples, which was an intersection with the cultivator, thus escaping from the fate of heaven and earth.

These threads were so dense that it was impossible to count how many there were, and they all came from ordinary mortals.

With Gu Xiuyun's mental power, he could only bear the threads of fate of human beings. As for wild animals, insects, trees and even those microorganisms, the number was even larger. Even if he broke through to the Douxiao realm, he could not sense all the threads of fate.