The Nameless One shed tears that flowed to his sorrowful, dead heart, and the people present listened with expressionless faces.
Di Zang said, "Unable to mutually understand living beings," which was perhaps the most profound Zen principle he expressed.
Not a single person could empathize.
His gaze passed over Xiong Ji, who was pressing down with effort on his sword, the impatient Huang Weizhen, and the tearful Di Zang—this person always seemed to understand him—and finally landed on Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang silently took a step behind Huang Weizhen. The Red Dust Tribulation fire emerged at his fingertips, and then he suppressed it.
Mortal desires, seven emotions and sorrows.
The tears of a revered transcendent one were truly rare to see. They were also indeed the best supplement for the Red Dust Tribulation.
But to have such thoughts of seeing a rare treasure towards such a truly emotional and sorrowful dried corpse ancient saint, wasn't that too cruel?
Contemporary people seemed to have no feeling towards great ideals like "saving the world." All were confined to small families and small countries, emotions and loves.
The sacrifices of the near ancient era could not stir up waves today.
This was truly a sorrow.
Of course, the Nameless One also understood that a vague story had no need to delusionally expect to arouse resonance.
Instead, Di Zang remained as compassionate and tolerant as ever: "I understand that kind of not being understood pain, I see your lonely courage in moving forward, I can understand your mood... What do I need to do to help you?"
The Nameless One looked at him.
Di Zang said: "If killing me is necessary for it to work, it's actually not impossible to discuss..."
The Nameless One said: "Give me another chance."
Di Zang smiled compassionately: "That cannot be done."
The Nameless One, however, did not hate, only said with a沧桑 (cāng sāng - vicissitudes) tone: "You Zen practitioners just like to say some things you cannot do, deceiving sentient beings and deceiving yourselves, calling them great vows—it is simply borrowing vows to gain trust! My Zen skill is not deep, I just lacked a few points of shamelessness."
"True vows and false gimmicks are fundamentally different, and there's no need to force proof. When the heart reaches, the power reaches, we emphasize doing our best, exhausting all conditions," Di Zang said softly. "Donor's understanding of Zen is already biased. It seems that passing through a hundred schools has resulted in a shallow understanding of a hundred schools—if you want fantasy to become true, you should find the Mountain Sea Dao Lord."
At the end of the Nameless One's sight was only the corner of Huang Weizhen's clothes; he could not see the person behind the corner no matter what. He suddenly laughed twice: "The longer I live, the more I feel that speaking what counts is truly a rare quality! If Jiang Wang achieves transcendence, I can instead exhaust all my strength to exchange for your one promise! It's a pity you cannot help me now."
Jiang Wang was expressionless.
He stood firmly behind Huang Weizhen, not even responding, only silently suppressing the stirring Red Dust Tribulation.
He did not feel that his supreme Dao law was cruel; how could water and fire have emotions?
He just purely did not want to act smart.
All calculations below transcendence were very likely to become the path of transcendent ones.
Dou Zhao's arrangement of the Three Ways Bridge was truly a lesson for the future.
If the Red Dust Tribulation could burn away these tears, it would naturally benefit him greatly. But being drowned by these tears was more likely to happen.
As for the Nameless One seeming certain he could exchange something with him, he was not curious. He definitely could not play against the Nameless One, so he would not play with the Nameless One. The current situation was already set; it was good if he didn't add to the chaos.
With so many top figures lined up in the field, he would not think of himself as the only protagonist. He would not have to show off, stand out and be magnificent.
Who wasn't writing a life?
Zuo Xiao's voice at this time rang in the air, not as rampant and confident as that year, instead with a kind of loneliness bestowed by time: "You say we... were destroying what?"
Jiang Wang looked at him somewhat worriedly.
According to the Nameless One, the conflict between him and the Chu country all started with Zuo Xiao's Dao validation that year.
The Southern Country's trapped army in the forest, the mighty Chu's severely damaged national power, all originated from this.
Although no one truly cared.
Only feared that this old gentleman himself cared...
"Left Duke! You don't need to talk nonsense with him. This old dog cannot persist for long. You temporarily observe from the side and wait a little!" Great Chu Crown Prince Xiong Zidu said loudly in his armor!
With his wise and divine father emperor at his side, he originally did not want to speak a single word, only show the duty of a humble son and minister, but at this moment, he still opened his mouth: "Fallen Immortal Forest is a world fierce ground. The things that happened here are all his crimes. Why listen to his sophistry?!"
"The people who died inside the Fallen Immortal Forest were not only from the day you validated your Dao."
"Stepping to the absolute peak and being high above, this is a great undertaking of cultivation! What did you do wrong by leveling the dangers for the country?"
"Not to mention that this boundary of Fallen Immortal Forest does not have his name engraved, even if it were truly his home, so many people have died here, it is already the tomb of the Chu people!"
The Chu Emperor had not argued before because there was no need to talk nonsense with the Nameless One. The Chu Crown Prince argued now to ease Zuo Xiao's heart.
From Chu Shizong to the current Chu Emperor and the Chu Crown Prince, the attitudes of the Xiong surname emperors towards Zuo Xiao were indeed consistent.
During this battle, Zuo Xiao was not fully polite, but he slightly bowed to Xiong Zidu: "Crown Prince Your Highness, this old man himself will not be shaken by him. Now his hair is white and his heart is tired, he has not regained his old perspective and is already completely arrogant. It's just that sometimes he will think, he wants to take a look, exactly what kind of road would intercept this old man's road."
"The right and wrong between us, I no longer have the heart to distinguish. In the face of a huge disaster destroying the entire human world, everything is so small. Am I wrong, or are you wrong, what's the difference? Merely one mound of yellow soil, and with these ten thousand people and ten thousand matters, all turn to dust!" The Nameless One sighed with emotion.
He sighed: "In the year of the hundred schools' contention, a group of us also fought openly and secretly, fighting until our faces were red, inevitably drawing swords with white hair... Until that true danger arrived."
"At first, no one paid attention."
"Sincerely, as the divination solution of Lie Shan Human Emperor, the group of dragons were without a head, and the world was greatly auspicious. That was an era of frying oil with fire, with great scholars constantly emerging, and the ultimate principles of heaven and earth within reach. Millions of great paths lay horizontally in front, and the path of cultivation was constantly innovating. Internally reforming the present world, externally developing the ten thousand realms, everything was thriving—we thought that was the best era."
His voice sank: "Until one day, the Medical true saint Yu Zhou, died in his own home."
"We suddenly knew this news, just as if we personally experienced this story, but the story was already erased, leaving only the result. This news was like the cognition of heaven and earth, a principle we learned, obtained by us very directly when we observed the world."
In the Nameless One's voice, there was a trace of fear: "That a Jia died in... is not an absolutely unique thing. Burning the midnight oil and exhausting life is not rare. Before Yu Zhou, there were also Jias who died, either trapped in their hearts and died, or labored in their intentions and died—but this time the one who died was the true saint Yu Zhou, and we all forgot the name of that book!"
"We didn't even feel there was a problem with this thing, it almost just passed normally—tracing back the past, how many things should not have been ignored, but were ignored by us? We dare not think deeply!"
"Medical family true saint Chang Sang Jun, had the habit of daily self-examination. That evening when reviewing, he suddenly became aware of an illness, named the strange disease 'Not Examine', asking himself about his loss, but not knowing what he had lost."
"Chang Sang Jun came to see me with the illness. I spied his yin and yang, seeing that his yin had lost three hairs, but did not know where they had gone... Then I recalled Yu Zhou's death, sought his soul breath but found no trace, and hence became aware of the anomaly! To ensure secrecy, I transmitted the message with pure qi, secretly giving it to various sides. Only within the yin yang realm, various saints gathered, and we sat and discussed it."
The Nameless One's face was full of the ruggedness of wind and frost, and winding turbid tears depicted the past: "Farming family true saint Xu Xin, said he listened to Yu Zhou lecturing that story in the ridges, but he could not recall a single word, only said 'Millet departed or sorrow, people or shaken.'"
"Vertical and Horizontal true saint Pang Min, said Yu Zhou sought him for materials when he wrote this work, but as to which specific materials, he also had no impression."
"I was confident I knew yin and yang well, and also remembered Yu Zhou wrote a very exaggerated work and once gave me the manuscript. But I could not find that manuscript no matter what, and as for the content, I could not remember a single word either."
"Cannot remember!"
"A group of respected 'Saint' names, people who thought they controlled the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, actually at the same time, regarding the same thing... all could not remember!"
The Nameless One showed a self-mocking sad smile: "There was a force beyond imagination that wiped our cognition, and we were completely unaware! We cultivated for so many years, exhausted the principles of heaven and earth, and regarding Yu Zhou's matter, only got a 'seemed to have'! What kind of foolishness, what face did we have to call ourselves saints!"
This story indeed sounded very terrifying.
A group of existences who had surpassed the absolute peak, were approaching transcendence, had great Dao achievements and were named "Saint," great scholars who thoroughly knew the truths of the world, were actually arbitrarily manipulated in their cognition by some force beyond imagination.
But to the two respected transcendent ones present...
It was actually okay.
Especially Huang Weizhen.
He did not feel that altering cognition was how inconceivable.
After all, from "Huang Five Classes" to "Huang Nine Classes," it was his own creation.
That was legend, book engraving, past, history, present, all changed. Making "Huang Nine Classes" an indelible reality.
He himself was a transcendent one who had returned from fantasy.
If the various saints were present in that year, they should also recite "Huang Nine Classes, virtue not violated."
And that is, transcendent ones would be outside this kind of cognition. Their power and cognition already transcended the present world and would not be influenced by the changes in the present world.
So the only thing to weigh was... did the Nameless One's mention of various saints include those several "Supreme Saints"?
The Nameless One seemed to have heard his inner voice and continued: "We all knew that this thing had probably already surpassed our ability, and could not be solved by non-true transcendent ones."
"Accompanied by friends, I visited with the meaning of yin and yang, asking for Supreme Saint Kong Ke."
"He only said... The Master does not speak."
"Then asked Supreme Saint Han Gui."
"He closed his palace and did not respond."
"Then asked Supreme Saint Mo Zu..."
"Mo Zu disappeared!"
The Nameless One's eyes suddenly widened, as if recreating the shock of that time: "Even his name had already disappeared! Only leaving a 'Mo' character!"
"He disappeared on the road of seeking answers!"
"So later people called him, they could only say 'Mo,' or say 'Mo Zu.'"
"This 'Mo' character exists because the prominent school was passed down, not because he left something after confronting that terror!"
Jiang Wang was only shocked at this moment.
Confucian Ancestor and Legal Ancestor both had their names passed down, but Mo Zu indeed had no name.
Originally, he thought it was because the Confucian Ancestor and Legal Ancestor were still in slumber, while Mo Zu had already decayed and died—this reason indeed could not withstand deep thought.
Several generations of Human Emperors had all died, and none were left without names.
Mo Zu's situation indeed had a special reason.
Exactly what kind of terror could erase the existence of a prominent school's ancestor master?
The Nameless One said again: "You all don't want to ask—why did we not go and ask the three Dao Venerables... the most ancient transcendent ones of the present world?"
No one answered this.
Instead, the Nameless One continued himself: "Even if several of us discussed it here, it would not be heard by them."
"Look at your blank eyes, one by one. The dust of the near ancient era has not fallen on this new era, ah..."
The Nameless One said: "Dao Gate was the earliest source of cultivation, and later it was the first of the prominent schools. In the era of various saints, it was also at the peak of the present world. There were the Great Luo Dao Lord, the Jade Capital Dao Lord, the Penglai Dao Lord, three revered ones side by side, and also the One True Dao Lord who stood out—at that time, the One True had already achieved Dao, integrating all the One True thoughts within the Dao Gate, becoming a comprehensive existence, the first achiever. At that time, the road he propagated was still 'With eternity seek the One True'!"
"We all know the hundred schools' contention, and we all know that the world's cultivation paths all originate from Dao. But many people do not know—the various saints did not include the Dao Gate, and the Supreme Saints did not include the Dao Lords."
"It's not that we weren't willing, it's that they weren't willing."
He just hung there on the rock wall, casting a kind of unfathomable gaze: "Later people always take it for granted and forcibly classify several great prominent schools, thinking they are all in the column of a hundred schools. In reality, at that time there was no such saying; at that moment, they absolutely did not admit it, and now they are too lazy to respond."
Although the deep meaning was not explicitly stated, it was already very obvious—
The various saints suspected that kind of terror was related to Dao Gate!
So they concealed it, were so fearful, and wiped the history?
Jiang Wang instinctively pinched the little Wealth God's head in his arms and covered her ears. Subconsciously, he wanted to drag Left Grandfather away. This kind of thing... even if it was just suspicion, was it something we could listen to?
The Nameless One was still narrating: "Our first meeting in the yin yang realm was named 'Seek Yu Zhou'. This meeting yielded no results, only burying a terrifying seed in our hearts. Thereafter, history proceeded as you all know..."
"The decisive change in the situation truly happened when we initiated the concept of the Lotus Saint Realm, planning to forever cleanse the calamity of that time."
The Nameless One's voice became heavy again: "Because of long-term worries without answers, we always had a thorn in our hearts, stuck in our vital points. It made us tied hands and feet, not daring to stride forward. After another yin yang realm meeting, we decided to first remove internal troubles, solve the symptoms of infinite hidden worries within the range of the present world that we still could not eradicate. Calamity water was the first—at that time, we temporarily stopped our steps of expanding to the ten thousand realms externally, joined hands on the great Dao of calamity water for ten years, and formally initiated the Lotus Saint Realm."
"At that time of the expedition, various saints gathered, and even the Confucian Ancestor and Legal Ancestor participated."
"And it was at that very moment that we received Mo Zu's warning!"
"The concept of the Lotus Saint Realm was exactly what Mo Zu proposed in his early years, perfected by us working together. And in the years we joined hands on the great Dao of calamity water, the disappeared Mo Zu was always confronting that kind of terror, finally silently and soundlessly decaying to death!"
"Can you all understand?"
The Nameless One's remnant body was shaking, and he did not know if it was because of the pain of memories, or if Xiong Ji's sword had already cut to his lower abdomen, about to complete the dismemberment. He said tremblingly: "Mo Zu was perhaps just at our side, or just in our eyes, such a great Supreme Saint, decaying to death bit by bit. And all of us... saw! Not! To!"
"Even only through the Lotus Saint Realm could we receive his remnant thoughts, could we get his warning."
The Nameless One sighed deeply: "It was on that day that we made the determination and started the 'Great Achievement Supreme Saint' plan."
Initially, during the time of calamity water, Jiang Wang always wondered why the various saints would shelve the Lotus Saint Realm plan that year, instead designing it into a situation that would be left to ferment over time. This led to Meng Tianhai's later entry into the jar.
From the Nameless One's current words, there was a very reasonable explanation.
The various saints encountered an accident at that time and temporarily changed the plan!
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