ccnovels #517 - Second visit
#517 - Second visit
Preserve the essence and head to Tianluo.
Although these eight words were spoken lightly, the weight behind them caused both great cultivators to fall into silence.
This meant that they had to abandon many disciples and many followers.
The entry threshold for Tianluo is at the Integration Realm…
When he was in seclusion in the City Above the Clouds, Sanjie Langlangzi had the spirit servants make a batch of new subspace slates. He could actually take out a slate and put the disciples of Wangxian Valley into it;
Even if it were a dozen sects, or those rogue cultivators, he could fit them all into one slate subspace.
But where would he take them afterwards?
He himself is now a fugitive being hunted down by the Heavenly Dao.
“Jixuan,” Daoist Taiye asked, “What exactly is the origin of this Dark Sect? Why are there so many demonic cultivators?”
“It's not necessarily demonic cultivators.”
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and said succinctly:
“Those cultivators may just be working for the Dark Sect.
“The Dark Sect and Tianluo are twin brothers, both working for the Heavenly Dao. Most of the time, they are hostile to each other, and the Heavenly Dao issues orders to them through Heavenly Dao Tablets.
“There are many, many cultivation worlds in this world, just like ours. Tianluo and the Dark Sect search for cultivators above the Integration Realm from all realms.
“In addition, they can continuously produce some elixirs that can only be found in the Immortal Realm. As long as enough contributions are made, they can guarantee that they can use elixirs to achieve Red Dust Loose Immortal status, thereby possessing a longer lifespan.”
Daoist Wang shook his head gently:
“From my interactions with the people of Tianluo, I feel quite good about them.
“What makes me feel disgusted is the self-righteous high-level officials of Tianluo, and the Tianluo Alliance Leader who protects his subordinates without asking right from wrong.
“They are also the main culprits I must now flee from.
“Originally, relying on Tianluo to resist the pressure brought by the Dark Sect, although the situation was difficult, it was not really a dead end.”
Daoist Taiye nodded slowly.
He didn't ask much about what Wang Jixuan had experienced, but only asked about matters related to the two organizations, Tianluo and the Dark Sect.
Wang Jixuan systematically introduced the Void Realm, the True Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Endless Star Sea to his granduncle.
Taiye fell into silence again, this time the silence became much longer.
And neither of them noticed that the transparent figure in the corner was also thinking about something at this moment.
“Let's discuss it with the Tianluo Immortals first,” Daoist Taiye smiled, “Come, I'll take you for a walk around the sect. Several elders have almost developed inner demons in their hearts because of your tribulation failure and fall.”
Wang Jixuan immediately said: “It's not good for me to meet other people. The fewer people who know my identity, the better.”
As Wang Jixuan spoke, he took out a thin mask from his sleeve and stuck it on his face.
His face seemed to have only changed by three or four points, but there was already a clear difference from Wang Jixuan of that year; along with it, Wang Jixuan changed the aura and Dao rhyme on his body, making him look like a Buddhist disciple practicing with hair.
Taiye said with emotion: “You have indeed changed a lot. You didn't have this kind of thought back then. You couldn't wait to tie your waistband to the Great Dao.”
“Granduncle is praising me.”
Daoist Wang smiled sheepishly:
“I also have worldly thoughts, but back then, I was single-mindedly trying to touch the Immortal Gate, and forcibly suppressed many of my desires.
“The seven emotions and six desires are actually where the Dao lies.”
Taiye couldn't help but smile gently: “Everyone takes a different path. Your path should be like a sword, unyielding and unbending, unmoved by anyone's persuasion, directly stabbing at the Immortal Gate.”
“And then the tribulation failed, and I've been rebuilding for three lifetimes and haven't become an immortal yet.”
“Oh? Three lifetimes?”
Taiye smiled and said:
“Transmit your voice and tell your granduncle all about it. What's going on with these three lifetimes of yours.”
“Okay, let's talk as we walk.”
Wang Jixuan followed beside Taiye, half a step behind, and the two left the cave and walked in Wangxian Valley, talking and laughing.
On weekdays, Taiye spends most of his time in seclusion, and the rest of his time is spent dealing with sect affairs;
Walking around the sect like this, most of the disciples have never seen it before.
They couldn't help but pay attention to the young man following beside Daoist Taiye. Seeing the Murong family jade pendant hanging on the other party's waist, they probably knew that he should be a master from a prominent family.
Daoist Wang talked and laughed with his granduncle, and the atmosphere within the sect obviously eased a lot.
The disciples thought they were saved;
The elders who knew the truth also thought that the sect master might have found a strategy to deal with the upcoming disaster.
Otherwise, how could the sect master be smiling so happily?
Unknowingly, Daoist Wang walked to the small courtyard where he used to live.
The courtyard has been renovated several times, after all, six hundred years have passed, and other disciples have already lived in it.
“Do you still remember your Senior Sister Xihua?”
“Of course I remember,” Wang Jixuan smiled bitterly, “When Master was besieged and killed by the demonic path, Senior Sister Xihua moved here to take care of me, thinking that I was a weirdo who only knew how to cultivate, and probably didn't even know how to sew clothes.”
“Yes,” Taiye sighed, “I also blame granduncle for not seeing the hatred in your eyes… After your master passed away, you cultivated even more desperately.”
“It's just a pity that by the time I entered the Nascent Soul Realm, the group of demonic cultivators had either died or were crippled, and there wasn't even anyone to take revenge on.”
“Isn't there a sect?”
Taiye said gently:
“The sect is the foundation for every disciple, and it will also avenge every victimized disciple.
“You are also a member of the sect, and you have made many contributions to the sect.”
Wang Jixuan said apologetically: “I was stubborn at the beginning, and I was indeed lacking in consideration. If I could stay in the sect for a few hundred years, slay powerful enemies for the sect, and cultivate disciples, the little regret in my Dao heart would probably be filled.”
“It's all in the past, haven't you come back to save the sect?”
Daoist Taiye waved his hand:
“What we cultivators seek is a free and unrestrained life, don't mention these words.
“Speaking of your Senior Sister Xihua, do you know where she is now?”
“Where?”
“She met an elder of the Qingyuan Sword Sect while traveling, and the two fell in love and eventually became Dao partners. Now, she has become the Sect Master's wife of the Qingyuan Sword Sect.”
“Oh?” Wang Jixuan smiled, “That's really good.”
“It's just a pity,” Daoist Taiye continued to walk and said with emotion, “I remember that you also had a junior sister who could say a few words. That junior sister went out to practice and fought with a demon beast, and died of exhaustion, but she didn't lose the reputation of our Wangxian Valley. The demon beast's lair was also taken by our people.”
Wang Jixuan couldn't laugh anymore.
It is worth being happy that the former senior sister is living well now.
The former junior sister has fallen in the long river of time, only a few hundred years apart.
“Alas,” Wang Jixuan said, “Are there any clothes left behind?”
“Why do we cultivators need to do those things for future generations to commemorate? After death, it is enough to be buried in the heaven and earth.”
“That's right.”
Daoist Wang put his hands behind his back, thinking about burning some paper money for his junior sister when he went back.
She might like some novels and comics from Earth, and he would burn a few copies for her when the time came.
The two continued to walk and stop.
Wangxian Valley is not very big, and they quickly turned around, and True Person Taiye had already ordered people to prepare a banquet in advance, and called a few elders that Wang Jixuan should have known to have a feast together.
Why should I say should have known?
Because Taiye, the sect master, was really not sure.
Wang Jixuan was a taciturn person in the sect back then, and rarely tried to get close to the sect elders.
At the banquet, these elders were still wondering why, when disaster was imminent, the sect master would invite a cultivator from the Murong family to such a banquet.
Daoist Taiye explained simply:
“This fellow Daoist is amazing. The identity of the Murong family is just a cover.
“Those puppets that destroyed the Dark Sect today were released by the expert behind this fellow Daoist…
“He came here to discuss with us how to avoid the revenge of the Dark Sect in the future.”
Several elders were in awe and became much more restrained in their speech.
A banquet ended, and it was already midnight.
Wang Jixuan no longer felt any regrets in his heart. He helped Daoist Taiye back to the cave to meditate, and he returned to the small courtyard where the guests lived to rest.
When his main body closed his eyes, the different soul puppet was already in action.
According to the old rules, their small team still had to have a meeting first.
Wang Jixuan no longer hesitated.
He had to find a way to save Wangxian Valley, even if it meant stuffing them into subspace and opening up a second base or something, it would be better than watching them die here.
As for how to operate it specifically, he still had to ask for Peony's opinion.
Daoist Wang and Taiye did not notice that the transparent figure that had been watching them in the corner had quietly left at this moment.
It did not show up directly, nor did it leave any information, nor did it make any hints.
It seemed that it was also struggling with something and exploring something.
… …
“Eh? Brother Wang looks so happy today.”
Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but praise when he saw Wang Jixuan's different soul.
Because it was a meeting, Daoist Wang let the hideous puppet stay in the rest room and let the different soul transform into his own figure and face.
“Really?” Daoist Wang sat in the main seat, leisurely turning the chair around, “I call this high-spirited and radiant.”
Everyone smiled at each other.
Mao Mo, having already understood the connection between Wang Jixuan and Wangxiang Valley, asked with a smile, "A return to familiar grounds, eh? If I could return to the sect where I once cultivated, I'd be walking on air."
Zheng Shiduo chuckled, "Walking on air is fine, just don't be too full of yourself."
"Get lost!" Mao Mo glared, ready to kick him.
Wang Jixuan looked at Mudan, who seemed to have a headache, "What's wrong?"
"Those six Celestial Loose Immortals are constantly searching for the location of our First Base."
Mudan complained, rubbing her forehead:
"We have to leave an entrance open to the outside, and they're searching for that entrance. If I wasn't quick, they would have found it several times."
Mao Mo, now full of confidence, said, "If they find it, just beat them up! We have a mechanical army, what's there to fear!"
Gao Huating reminded softly, "They are Loose Immortals, though. Our weapons are all wide-range, so the killing efficiency against individual powerful entities is actually limited."
Chi She blinked, "We have your teacher's alien soul puppets."
"Oh, right," Gao Huating licked her lips, "I forgot about that."
"Alien soul puppets aren't that useful either."
Wang Jixuan sighed:
"What I'm really worried about is the Dark Church sending experts from the Immortal Realm. If three or more True Immortals come, I'm helpless. Or if a True Immortal in the Perfected Realm comes, I probably won't be able to defeat them."
"The most urgent task is how to retreat."
Mudan asked, "Do we take Wangxiang Valley with us? There's not much technical difficulty, the main thing is how to convince them."
"Not just Wangxiang Valley, I also want to take away the disciples and followers of other righteous sects."
"That won't do!"
Old Bone's laughing voice came from the corner:
"Do you think I'm omnipotent? Able to ignore the Great Dao and karma, and pull as many people through the passage of time as I want?
"Even if they're in subspace, they're still people."
Wang Jixuan asked, "Then why aren't those mechanical bodies counted?"
"Mechanical bodies are not a life form recognized by the Great Dao," Old Bone replied without showing himself, "I can take a maximum of a hundred people. Just worry about your Wangxiang Valley."
Wang Jixuan responded and continued to ponder.
Only a hundred people can be taken;
That's still better than not being able to take anyone.
Old Bone continued, "Keep racking your brains for a solution. There are solutions, it just depends on whether you can figure them out."
"What solution?" Zheng Shiduo muttered softly, "Hasn't the Dark Church already started mobilizing their forces?"
Chi She shouted fiercely, "We'll wipe them out every time they come!"
Mudan reminded, "The higher-ups of the Dark Church aren't fools. They will definitely send experts. The loss of a dozen Loose Immortals will definitely attract their attention."
Old Bone smiled and said nothing more, offering no further comment.
He was hiding outside the painting, watching this scroll unfold, observing the conflicts and interactions between the Great Daos.
What Old Bone didn't tell them was that the world was already beginning to show cracks, and that was due to the fluctuations caused by the previous battle.
Mudan suddenly said, "The solution the Senior mentioned should be to surrender to the Dark Church."
"Oh? How so?"
"If all cultivators above the Composite Realm in this world pledge allegiance to the Dark Church, in exchange for the Dark Church no longer attacking this world, that wouldn't be a bad solution."
Mudan said softly:
"After all, it was the mysterious puppet legion that eliminated the living forces of the Dark Church, which has nothing to do with the cultivators of this world."
"We can also cooperate with the cultivators of this world to make the mechanical legion attack them indiscriminately, which can give them a suitable excuse."
The meeting room fell silent.
Wang Jixuan didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Because after thinking about it carefully, Mudan's method was indeed a way to save the vast majority of cultivators in this world, but…
Isn't this the same as recognizing the enemy as one's father?
Kowtowing to the enemy and admitting defeat?
I'm afraid more than half of the experts in this world would not accept this.
Wang Jixuan said, "Mudan, spread this method to the various sects and see their reactions."
"Okay," Mudan immediately began to make arrangements.
Daoist Wang glanced at the corner. Old Bone did not appear. After thinking about it, he decided to go and discuss Mudan's method with his Shibo, Taiye.
It's always good to have options.
His mind returned to his body, and before he even opened his eyes, a sense of clarity suddenly arose in his heart.
This clarity…
Wang Jixuan opened his eyes. In the somewhat dim guest room, a faint, transparent figure stood in front of him, facing Wang Jixuan directly.
Wang Jixuan was very familiar with this feeling.
This seems to be…
The Will of Heaven.