Chapter 252 Destiny

Wen Zhong bowed his head respectfully, not daring to look up.

"Master."

Wen Zhong replied respectfully: "The reason I came here is because someone taught me, Yang Ling, to kill the Human King together with the descendants of Yuan Feng, and to seize the destiny of humanity that should belong to our Jie Sect..."

He recounted the incident in great detail, not daring to conceal or edit anything.

The eye of delusion between Wen Zhong's eyebrows that could see through right and wrong was taught by his master. He knew very well that lying or concealing in front of his master would definitely not escape her eyes.

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"So that's how it is. I didn't expect that the Human Religion would take the initiative to participate in this catastrophe. I really don't know whether this is a blessing or a curse for my Jie Religion."

After listening to Wen Zhong's story, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother nodded slightly and said, "I already know about this matter. You wait here. I will go to the Biyou Palace to see your master."

"Yes, disciple obeys!"

Wen Zhong didn't expect that this matter would actually alarm the head of the sect. He immediately became uneasy and knelt there respectfully, not daring to get up.

Seeing this, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother couldn't help but shook her head secretly.

The Jie Religion has never had so many rules, but this little disciple has set rules for himself everywhere... It should be said that it is a cage.

Otherwise, how could his cultivation be so low?

But unless he can understand this matter by himself, others can't teach him.

The Golden Spirit Mother shook slightly and arrived outside the temple. A wisp of light golden cloud naturally appeared under her feet, carrying her towards the direction of Zizhi Cliff.

Zizhi Cliff stood proudly on the eastern edge of Penglai Fairy Island, with blue waves and clear sky on the side.

As the supreme Taoist temple of Tongtian Sect Master, Zizhi Cliff exudes the supreme majesty and sacred brilliance of a grand holy realm, as if it is the most dazzling pearl between heaven and earth.

Looking down from the sky, Zizhi Cliff is surrounded by circles of gorgeous purple air. These purple airs are not mortal things, but gather the essence and spiritual energy between heaven and earth. After countless years of precipitation and condensation, they finally formed this unique purple barrier.

Within the barrier, all things grow and are full of vitality. Every inch of land contains the supreme Taoist essence and exudes an intoxicating holy breath.

On the cliff, the magnificent palaces are built on the mountain, with each palace carved with beams and painted with eaves, showing the simplicity, elegance and solemnity.

The palaces are surrounded by clouds and cranes flying together, as if the heavenly palace has fallen into the mortal world, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

The sun shines through the clouds and sprinkles on the golden roof of the palace, flashing dazzling light, like thousands of stars gathering and illuminating this sacred land.

In the depths of Zizhi Cliff, there is a vast spiritual field, where various rare spiritual herbs and immortal medicines are planted, and the most precious of them is the Zizhi immortal grass.

These immortal herbs thrive under the nourishment of the saint's charm, exuding a faint fragrance, which can not only prolong life, but also help people realize the truth and become immortals.

Whenever the flowers bloom, the entire Zizhi Cliff will be immersed in a sea of ​​purple flowers, which is beautiful and like a fairyland.

From a distance, Zizhi Cliff looks like a towering purple giant tower, piercing the sky, and its height seems to be able to touch the sky, which makes people feel awe.

The cliff wall is as smooth as a mirror, but it contains endless runes and patterns. These are all engraved on it by Tongtian Sect Master with supreme magic power. Every stroke contains profound Taoism and the truth of heaven and earth, which makes people feel a wave of majestic pressure when staring at it.

These arrays and restrictions are left by Tongtian Sect Master when he comprehended the array method, and contain Tongtian Sect Master’s profound understanding of the great way of heaven and earth.

They are sometimes hidden and sometimes appear, sometimes turning into a maze surrounded by clouds and mist, and sometimes turning into a thunderous barrier, which makes people marvel and feel like they have found a treasure.

Because these arrays and restrictions are too mysterious, only a few disciples of Jiejiao are allowed to enter here to comprehend and learn.

Generally, disciples of Jiejiao are not allowed to approach Zizhi Cliff.

This is not to prevent them from stealing, but to protect them.

Without reaching a certain realm, it is not a good thing for them to rashly contact the Taoism here.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother is naturally not one of them.

With her Taoism, she can freely enter and exit Zizhi Cliff and come and go freely in this saint's Taoist temple.

Soon, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother came to a Taoist palace on Zizhi Cliff. This palace is majestic and magnificent. It is the place where Tongtian Sect Master practices - Biyou Palace.

When she came to Biyou Palace, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother frowned slightly.

Because she found that the door of Biyou Palace was closed, which meant that Tongtian Sect Master was either in seclusion to comprehend the Tao, or refining weapons and pills, in short, he did not want to see guests at this time.

If it were someone else, they might turn around and leave at this time, waiting to visit again after a while.

But the Golden Spirit Holy Mother is the direct disciple of Tongtian Sect Master, so she will naturally not give up like this.

Without saying a word, she stretched out her hand and flicked it, and the tall palace gate of Biyou Palace trembled violently.

"Squeak~"

The palace gate opened wide.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother rushed in directly.

A thin and handsome Taoist ran out in a panic. He was relieved after seeing the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. "It turned out to be the eldest sister. I was wondering who dared to break into the Green Travel Palace... Piluxian greets the eldest sister!"

Piluxian is one of the seven attendants.

Although the Seven Immortals are outer disciples, they are trusted by Master Tongtian and are kept by his side as attendants.

For outer disciples, this is a great opportunity.

Therefore, the Seven Immortals have a very high status among outer disciples, almost equal to inner disciples, and even look down on Zhao Gongming, the eldest brother of the outer disciples.

They do have the capital to be arrogant.

Because they have been serving the saint for many years and practicing and enlightening with the help of the saint's aura, the Seven Immortals have all made rapid progress, far exceeding other fellow disciples.

It is said that there are masters among the Seven Immortals who have reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, which is not weaker than the inner disciples!

However, although the Seven Immortals have a high status in front of the outer disciples, they are still not good enough to meet the inner disciples.

After all, the inner disciples are the real disciples of Master Tongtian, and the Seven Immortals are just attendants around Master Tongtian.

It is clear at a glance which is more important.

"Where is the master?"

Jin Ling Shengmu asked directly.

Piluxian did not dare to hide it, and hurriedly whispered: "The master is playing chess with the eldest brother in the hall..."

"Playing chess?"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother frowned and asked: "Since you are not in seclusion, why do you close the palace door?"

"It's not our decision..." Piluxian hurriedly shook his head and said aggrievedly: "It was the eldest brother who asked us to close the door. He said that the master didn't like to be disturbed when he was playing chess with him."

"Eldest brother?"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother narrowed her eyes slightly, and her mind suddenly became active.

Among the four inner disciples of Jiejiao, the eldest brother Duobao Daoren is the leader, and she, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, is the leader of the female immortals.

The two of them were the first to become disciples, and the two sides had a good relationship. Over the years, although there have been disputes, they were all normal exchanges and debates, and they have never really blushed.

All along, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother has respected and respected this eldest brother, and the other party does have the demeanor of the first disciple of Jiejiao, and people can't find fault with him.

But this time his behavior made her a little confused.

This kind of action of closing the door and not letting others see the master is a bit too petty, and it is not like something that the eldest brother can drive out.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother was suspicious, but she did not show it. She just said "hmm" lightly, and then walked directly to the main hall.

Piluxian naturally did not dare to stop her. After the Golden Spirit Holy Mother left, he showed a smile on his face.

The status of the attendant seven immortals is certainly much higher than that of ordinary outer disciples, but if they can go to the next level and become inner disciples, that is the real entry into the hall!

However, there are only four places for inner disciples. Even if they are as talented as Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao, they can only be in the outer sect...

Therefore, if you want to become an inner disciple, in addition to letting the head saint pay attention to you, you also have to let the inner disciples vacate their positions.

At this time, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother had already arrived at the main hall. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a jade table carved from thousands of years of ice in the center of the hall. It was inlaid with various gems, dazzling and elegant. Several ancient books and jade slips were scattered on the table, which seemed to record the oldest and most profound secrets between heaven and earth.

Around, several giant pillars carved from rare spiritual wood supported the entire hall. The pillars were carved with patterns of auspicious dragons and phoenixes and rolling clouds, which were lifelike and seemed to move with the wind.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and sandalwood, interweaving into a refreshing atmosphere, which made people slow down their pace involuntarily and immersed in this tranquility and harmony.

Deep in the palace, the melodious sound of the zither was faintly heard, the melody was like the sound of spring water, and like the breeze blowing on the face, which made people's hearts feel unprecedentedly cleansed and peaceful.

The hall is decorated with various exotic flowers and plants, some of which are about to bloom, and some are gorgeous. They not only decorate the palace, but also seem to give it life and vitality. On the top of the hall, under the transparent glazed tiles, there are trickles of water flowing slowly, forming small waterfalls. The water drops splash and make crisp and pleasant sounds, echoing with the sound of the zither, forming a piece of natural music.

The Holy Mother of Jinling walked quickly to the back hall. After bypassing a screen, she saw a handsome and noble young Taoist sitting quietly at one end of the jade table.

He was wearing a flawless white Taoist robe, and his clothes swayed gently in the wind, like an immortal walking in the clouds. He has a handsome face, sword eyebrows, star eyes, a straight nose, and a light and self-assured smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

His long black hair was simply tied up, and a few strands of hair were gently blown in front of his forehead by the wind, adding a bit of unruly and free and easy.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged Taoist with a round face and a warm smile. He was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe with simple yet solemn cloud and water patterns embroidered on the lapel, which made him look simple yet noble.

His face was round and full, and his eyes were gentle and deep, as if he could see through everything in the world. His smile was as warm as spring, making people feel close and at ease involuntarily.

The middle-aged Taoist held a chess piece in his hand and rubbed it gently, as if he was thinking about the next move.

On the jade table, the chessboard was exquisitely laid out, with black and white pieces arranged in an orderly manner, like the layout of the galaxy, implying the truth of heaven and earth.

The young Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist played chess, and every move seemed so calm, as if every step was carefully considered. Sometimes they frowned and fell into deep thought; sometimes they raised the corners of their mouths and smiled knowingly.

Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the two of them and the unfinished chess game, together performing a contest of wisdom and strategy.

The air is filled with a faint scent of tea and sandalwood, which complements the tranquil scenery inside the palace.

After Our Lady Jin Ling came in, the young Taoist smiled slightly and beckoned: "Jin Ling, you are here just in time. Come and see who has a greater chance of winning in this game of chess?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stepped forward and looked at the chessboard carefully, and said with a smile: "Of course it is you, Master. The black piece held by my senior brother is in trouble and there is no way to save it."

"Haha, did you hear that? Duobao, you'd better stop struggling and surrender as soon as possible, so as not to lose ugly." The young Taoist said with a smile.

Obviously, although he looks young, he is actually the true leader of Tongtian, the saint of Jiejiao.

The middle-aged Taoist opposite him, who seemed to have a stable temperament, as if he was in a high position, was his disciple Duobao Taoist.

After hearing the words of Master Tongtian, Taoist Duobao did not surrender, but said unwillingly: "As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we should not give up. Isn't this the way for me to intercept the religion?"

"Senior brother, what you said makes sense...but doing something you know you can't do is not the behavior of a wise man." Our Lady of the Golden Spirit said calmly.

Taoist Duobao nodded, looked at his junior sister and said, "What my junior sister said is true. If it really comes to that point, I will naturally retreat in spite of the difficulties. But the current game of chess has not reached the point where it is irreversible. Master, what do you think?"

"Master, I think what you said makes sense."

The leader of Tongtian Cult said "haha" and said with a smile: "Anyway, the road lies at your own feet. You need to make your own choice whether to move forward bravely or to retreat in spite of difficulties."

"Master, you are arguing with Xini again!" Our Lady of Jinling said angrily: "Every time my senior brother and I have a dispute, you always ignore it and let us fight among ourselves."

"Isn't this great?"

Leader Tongtian smiled and said: "The Tao cannot be disputed, and the principles cannot be argued. If you argue and debate for the Tao and principles that you recognize, that is your own business. What does it have to do with this leader?"

"Yes, yes, Master is the most reasonable!" Holy Mother Jin Ling said yin and yang.

Leader Tongtian didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what happened to you in such a hurry to see me?"

"Master knows everything clearly, and I really can't hide it from you."

The Holy Mother of Jinling flattered her gently, and then said in a deep voice: "My disciple Wen Zhong came back today. According to him, the big businessman king has been changed, and the Human Cult has also intervened..."

She explained the whole story carefully.

Taoist Duobao on the side suddenly frowned when he heard the news. After hearing the news that Zhao Gongming had surrendered, he couldn't bear it any longer and said in a deep voice: "Such a big thing happened, and this Zhao Gongming didn't get any news at all. Don’t reveal it!”

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said: "Maybe it's because the master had asked the disciples to stay in seclusion before. They all left the cave without permission when they came down the mountain. Naturally, they didn't dare to take the initiative to report the matter."

"Huh, let's decide which one is more serious!" Taoist Duobao said with a cold face: "Now we are being bullied by others, and we are all still kept in the dark..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the leader of Tongtian Cult said with a smile: "A few days ago, Gongming sent me a letter and talked about this matter in detail. You'd better not blame him."

"ah?"

Taoist Duobao was stunned for a moment, "Master, have you known about this for a long time?"

The Holy Mother Jin Ling was also slightly stunned, feeling a little surprised.

"Of course!"

Leader Tongtian smiled and said: "My master is a saint, so he naturally knows everything! Although it is the calamity now, and I cannot see the cycle of cause and effect, my disciples are all over the world, and I want to find out some information. Isn’t it simple?”

The Holy Mother of Jinling said angrily: "Since Master, you know everything, why don't you stop it? Do you just watch the human religion encroaching on our territory?"

"There is no territory, we are not ordinary people!" Leader Tongtian said with a smile: "What you see now is just the human religion intervening in the big business, robbing the human destiny that should belong to our Jiejiao, but I can see for the teacher What is more important is that the Human Sect has decided to organize the Conferring God Tribulation, and wants to have a fight with the Chan Sect.

Do you think I need to stop it as a teacher? "

"What?"

Our Lady of Jinling was a little surprised, "The Human Sect and the Chan Sect are going to fight?"

“It’s just a possibility…” Leader Tongtian said with a smile: “If we stop the Human Cult at this time, then this might not happen.

On the contrary, it may be that the People's Education and the Chanjiao will join forces to deal with us. "

"Then we just hold our noses and admit it?" Taoist Duobao said dissatisfiedly: "Now the Human Cult is bullying us. If our Jie Jiao ignores us, in the future the immortals will admit that our Jie Jiao is the number one." A big religion?"

He is Jie Jiao's senior brother. He has always taken Jie Jiao's reputation very seriously and will never allow anyone to insult Jie Jiao.

You can disrespect him, but you can never disrespect Jie Jiao!

That's his bottom line!

Leader Tongtian naturally knew the temperament of this disciple, and said with a smile: "Whether you give in or not is your business, I don't care about this."

"Master said this..." Our Lady of Golden Spirit was not happy either.

Leader Tongtian didn't care, he smiled and said: "You two come with me."

After saying that, he slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked out of the hall, arriving on a cliff behind Biyou Palace.

Holy Mother Jinling and Taoist Duobao looked at each other, but followed closely.

After arriving at the cliff, the two stood on the top of the steep cliff, as if they were standing on the boundary between heaven and earth, with an indescribable sense of grandeur and insignificance intertwined in their hearts.

Below your feet is an abyss, so deep and remote that you can't help but hold your breath and concentrate. However, what attracts all the attention is the wonder of the vast sea of ​​clouds spreading before our eyes.

The sea of ​​clouds is billowing like the softest silk in the world, being gently moved by the invisible hand of the wind. Sometimes it gathers into peaks, sometimes it spreads out into valleys. It is unpredictable and beautiful.

The sun penetrates the mist and casts dappled light and shadow. The golden brilliance is intertwined with the whiteness of the sea of ​​clouds. It is like a fairyland coming, making people relaxed and happy, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world.

In the distance, the sea and sky are the same color, and thousands of miles of blue waves are connected with the sea of ​​clouds. It is difficult to tell which is the sky and which is the sea. All I can see is a vast expanse of blue, deep and mysterious.

The waves lap gently at the shore. Although it is out of reach, the subtle sound seems to be able to pass through the barriers of time and space and reach the ears, carrying the call of the sea and the breath of freedom, making people suddenly feel enlightened.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, leaving only the conversation between the wind and the clouds, and the tranquility and shock deep in the heart.

"What did Master bring us here for?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was a little puzzled.

The leader of Tongtian didn’t show off, and said with a smile: “I’ll show you a game of chess.”

"chess?"

Our Lady of Jinling was stunned for a moment. Where is the chess game here?

Taoist Duobao was also very puzzled. He opened his eyes and looked carefully at the clouds and waves in the distance, trying to see any clues.

But in the end he gave up this futile move and said in a deep voice: "My disciple is stupid, please ask the master for advice!"

"It's normal that you can't see it." Leader Tongtian said with a smile: "There are only a few people in the world who can see this game of chess, and you two are still far behind."

After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and the sea of ​​clouds in front of him suddenly changed.

Above the majestic rolling sea of ​​clouds, it seemed as if the boundaries of time and space were gently unveiled, and a dazzling river of time quietly emerged, spanning the boundless sky.

This long river is unlike anything in the world. It shines with unpredictable light, which is both gentle and mysterious. Each ray of light contains endless stories and traces of time.

Upon closer inspection, the long river is not made of water, but is woven by countless tiny and crystal droplets of time.

Every drop of river water is like a small universe, carrying a unique fragment of time.

They flow brightly or darkly, quickly or slowly, some are as gentle as the dawn, some are as gorgeous as the afterglow of the setting sun; some pass quickly, like a quick glance of youth, and some are slow. Slowly flowing, just like the leisurely time in old age.

With the rise and fall of the sea of ​​clouds and the whisper of the wind, the long river of time is constantly changing its shape. Sometimes it is broad and boundless, as if it can accommodate all the joys and sorrows in the world; sometimes it is narrow and winding, leading thoughts to shuttle between the past and the future.

In this long river, you can see the dust of history intertwined in light and shadow, and you can also feel the dawn of the future shining on the other side of hope.

Our Lady of Jinling and Taoist Duobao stood on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, staring at the long river of time, involuntarily immersed in a kind of otherworldly meditation.

Their wills seemed to flow with the river, crossing the boundaries of time and space, and experiencing countless reincarnations of life and changes in the universe.

At this moment, time is no longer a constraint, but becomes a wonderful experience.

At this time, Master Tongtian waved his hand, and the bright river of time instantly lost its flowing power. Every drop of river water became still in the air, shining with eternal light.

These drops of time are no longer the passing past, nor the distant future.

Our Lady of Jinling and Taoist Master Duobao carefully stared at these water droplets of time and found that many events that occurred in recent years were recorded in the water droplets.

Such as the discussion in West Kunlun, such as the riot in the Heavenly Palace, such as the discord between God Haotian and Emperor Gouchen, such as the turmoil in the secret realm of Jiuyang Spring, such as the Hongmeng Purple Qi found at the bottom of the Wangchuan River...

In each of these events, there is a young figure.

"Who is this person?"

The Golden Spirit Mother asked curiously.

She was very sure that this young man was of vital importance, and all the major events that had happened in the past few years were related to him!

"He is Yang Ling."

Leader Tongtian said calmly: "When he first came into our sight, he was relatively inconspicuous until he somehow obtained the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd. Then he made a big splash in West Kunlun. At that time, our leader noticed him. .

After that, he even found the Hongmeng Purple Qi left by Hongyun, and snatched the Sun True Fire left by the demon clan... Now this Yang Ling is about to touch the threshold of Daluo Jinxian. "

"So fast?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.

How many years did it take for her to go from becoming a disciple to cultivating Daluo Jinxian?

One hundred thousand years, or one million years?

I can’t remember it anymore.

I only remember that I spent days and nights in seclusion and enlightenment, and I never slacked off at all. But this guy named Yang Ling had only been a disciple for a few years.

Even if he had Taoism in him from the beginning, when he went to West Kunlun, he was just a Golden Immortal.

"This child's talent is so amazing that it can be said to shock the past and the present!" Taoist Duobao also said in a deep voice.

"You think so too, right?" Tongtian said with a smile: "But I don't think it's due to talent. His achievement is more like destiny!"

"Destiny?"

Duobao Taoist looked puzzled.

Tongtian didn't explain any more, just waved his hand lightly, and the long river of time disappeared.

In the sky, the clouds were like cotton wool gently stroked by time, changing their postures leisurely.

At dawn, the golden light fell, and the edge of the clouds was inlaid with a circle of soft golden edges. They were either as light as feathers, dancing with the wind, slowly spreading into a vast sea of ​​clouds; or as heavy as mountains, layer upon layer, as if it was the most magnificent brushstrokes of nature, outlining a series of flowing landscape paintings on the blue sky.

As the sun rises, the clouds roll and unroll, and the light and shadows interweave and change unpredictably. Sometimes the sun covers the sky, bringing a cool shadow; sometimes it suddenly becomes clear, allowing the sun to spread all over the earth, and all things are bathed in this warm and bright environment.

The sea water seems to be driven by an invisible force, surging from afar, with an overwhelming momentum, hitting the reefs on the shore, making a deafening sound.

The waves splash, like thousands of white jade-carved flowers, blooming in an instant and quickly withering, leaving a trail of white foam.

"Don't think so much, you just need to know that the reason why the Human Cult intervened in the Conferred God Tribulation is because of this Yang Ling.

Because of his existence, the direction of this Conferred God Tribulation is even more confusing, and even saints like us can't see it clearly."

Tongtian Patriarch looked at the waves in the distance and said lightly: "So I suggest you wait and see what happens."