She was unexpectedly kind-hearted, which surprised Yin Weiyin even more, and he only nodded slightly after a long while.
Taking over the conversation, she said, "Since I know Taoist Skills, I'm not worried about these things. Besides, he will co, just not yet. If you're truly concerned, you can share so of your Daoist Sword Intent with ."
Zhou Yitang glanced at her and slowly said, "If you were mortal, then fine, but since you've already cultivated the Tao, sharing Sword Intent with you might let you see through the tricks and steal the technique. In any sect, imparting cultivation techniques to outsiders is a taboo. Passing them down internally, not externally—only between master and disciple, father and son, mother and daughter, brothers and sisters can they be passed."
Yin Weiyin caught a hint of aning and said, "You really follow this rule? Given our relationship, there's no harm in directly passing the swordsmanship to ."
"Indeed, people are alive, but rules are dead."
Zhou Yitang slowly said:
"If you recognize as your adoptive mother, then I can impart all my lifeti's learning to you, without breaking the rules of the sect."
Yin Weiyin: "…"
You one-ard person, I want to be your sister, yet you want to be my mom!
With nothing to say, the female crown couldn't exactly swear out loud, only spitting words: "Then forget it."
When the ti cos, she might as well go to Chen Yi, coax and pester him well, and even if she can't undergo Taoist and Martial Dual Cultivation or learn this swordsmanship, she could at least display the Sword Manual before this woman, infuriating her.
Zhou Yitang seed to notice the resolve of the female crown and suddenly asked:
"Is the Grand Tao so small?"
Yin Weiyin's eyes paused slightly, and imdiately he said softly:
"Being able to achieve immortality is enough."
Zhou Yitang chuckled, turned around, and stepped far away,
"Being able to be as carefree as you sotis would be wonderful."
Raising his head again, the person had vanished, difficult to find by sight, and Yin Weiyin, not understanding the situation, turned around and left.
......…
Chu Yiyuan had a dizzy mind; black, white, yellow, and blue mories converged into a pot, burning into molten iron pouring into his brain, causing pain just by recalling.
It was due to the departure of the Seven Spirits from the body; upon returning, he could not adapt, like soone who slept for a long ti, unable to control his body imdiately. Under the attack of confusion, the soul repelled the spirit.
Once Chen Yi placed a talisman on his forehead, his dizziness finally eased a lot. Then he heard Chen Yi talk about experiences in the tomb.
Chu Yiyuan listened with shock, his face pale, while his eyes showed disbelief and suspicion.
"Incense Master Chu… no recollections at all?"
"No recollections… I just rember a thunderous roar, nearly piercing my ears, then a slight shake underfoot, like I tripped, and after that, not much more…" Chu Yiyuan tried hard to rember, but only felt severe pain in his head.
"No need to force it." Chen Yi waved his hand as he spoke, observing Chu Yiyuan's condition, contemplating.
The White Lotus Sect mbers, including Chu Yiyuan, had more or less experienced soul departure; they gathered in pairs or trios, gasping against broken monunts.
Chen Yi kicked the stones at his feet, looking at the disheveled White Lotus Sect mbers from afar, lost in thought. Chu Yiyuan was reclining against a broken tree, massaging his temples, while others were also pale-faced and dizzy. But why did Donggong Ruoshu grow feathers?
What caused this difference?
Donggong Ruoshu's figure was deep within the palace, behind, there was a mural depicting the Great Fate descending on a dragon.
The White Lotus Sect mbers stood around the stone platform like human figurines, with nine bronze tripods encircling it. At the stone platform was the remains of the Great Fate, like an ancient ritual resurfacing in the world.
Every ti Chen Yi thought of this, goosebumps arose.
There must be a purpose...
Chen Yi suddenly questioned in his heart: "Old decrepit one, I'm curious, how did you get dug out from such a Chu Tomb?"
No matter what, as the Saintess of the Ming'an Divine Sect, she should have no connection with ancient Chu Tombs. But in her words, the Ming'an Divine Sect was tangled with ancient matters.
"It wasn't I who was dug out, but the No-Life Tripod."
"What's the difference?"
"A lot," the Old Saintess finally revealed slowly, "I've always been inside it, and this tripod... it's a door."
"A door?"
"A door to the World of Ignorance. Ancient people said, long, long ago, there was a place darker than dark, where the boundaries between life and death were unclear, death is life, life is death; Emperor Shun executed Gun, Gun died and transford into Huang Neng; the snake transford into fish, Zhu Xiu died and revived…" the Old Saintess's voice was ancient and mysterious, "they called that place… 'Feather Abyss'."
"Feather Abyss… is the World of Ignorance?" Chen Yi was greatly surprised, "The World of Ignorance… isn't that a Buddhist term?"
"Ah, the na is Buddhist, but the place is the sa; only the appellation differs... Whether Buddhist, Taoist, or Confucian, including us, everyone considers the distinctions between them. Yet the world is the sa, both are in this world, what clear boundary can there be? It's a jumble; the truth and false are hard to distinguish."
The Old Saintess paused, then heightened her tone:
"Only our Holy Sect comprehends the ancient, knows the present, and is capable of glimpsing the truth of this world."
Chen Yi remained silent.
The Old Saintess claid Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism blind the world, but in the eyes of the three, the Ming'an Divine Sect is no different—the world's truths are hard to discern; Chen Yi wouldn't quickly conclude.
"I know what you're hinting at," the Old Saintess suddenly said.
"Oh?"
"Return, spirit… They're summoning the Great Fate's spirit."
A distant thunder rumbled, startling the heavens and earth; as the words reached his ears, Chen Yi suddenly thought of the mural, where the Heavenly Gate opened wide, and the Great Fate descended in a dragon chariot, donning a Jade Robe and bringing spirit flowers, descending to the earth.
And Donggong Ruoshu was underneath the mural.
This isn't about whether her soul is nourishing—it's clearly about using her body as a vessel for descent!
No wonder Donggong Ruoshu's skin sprouted celestial feathers,
Mortal souls can't enter immortal bodies, so how about immortal souls?
...…
The Secret Realm had been discovered and returned underground; Chu Yiyuan had no reason to stay here anymore.
He ca purposefully this ti, intending to make ands for the losses of the Hu-Guang White Lotus Sect, but things didn't go as planned; not only did he busy himself in vain, he nearly lost his life.
Surrounded by a few loyal confidants who'd shared life and death countless tis, Chu Yiyuan, outwardly calm before others, inwardly felt like a dead heart, wanting to disperse all possessions and have them find their own paths upon returning to the main altar, avoiding his entanglent.
"Incense Master, it's not that far yet." One man pushed the wealth back.
"Not that far… How could it not be? Once I return to the main altar, if being removed from the position of Incense Master is light, I might be sought for justice. With the Mother of Non-Birth above, if I can return to the Vacuum Ho after death, it would be worth it." Chu Yiyuan smiled bitterly, pushing the wealth back.
"Don't lose heart; we still have a way out." The man pushed the wealth back again.
A way out?
Seeing he wasn't deceiving, Chu Yiyuan gathered a hint of hope and asked, "Where's the way out?"
"That Battalion Commander Chen…" the voice was low, dropping heavily among them like a thunderbolt.
Chu Yiyuan was both surprised and angry, "He has shown us great favor; how dare you ask to betray him?"
The White Lotus Sect mber thought he hadn't reached the point of betrayal yet, then carefully explained, "... Not betrayal, but flaunting his na; his Martial Arts are strong, and he's wanted across the land, also being from the Ming Sect—the main altar will certainly take notice."
"You're saying…"
"We need to keep close to this thigh; even if he doesn't surface to defend us, it can make the main altar wary."
Chu Yiyuan's eyes lit up,
This indeed was a good strategy.
Chu Yiyuan had witnessed Chen Yi's martial prowess, and his reputation was infamous. This person would definitely receive attention within the sect. By relying on his na, even if removed from the position of incense master, it might still preserve a life.
"But, speaking of which, our destinations differ; sooner or later, we would part ways, how should we handle it then?"
A confidant slowly offered advice, "Battalion Commander Chen is known for his greed and lechery, widely acknowledged. We just need to cater to his preferences..."
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