“Zhong Liyan, did I tell you that the future is yours?”
Zhuge Zhuo, walking ahead, suddenly said faintly.
His boots rippled in the puddles, reflecting a youthful figure, but the voice mixed with the thunder was old and tired, belonging to Zhuge Yixian.
Zhong Liyan followed him through the rain. Behind them was the vast Donghai with its rolling thunder, and ahead, the swaying Lan Ke Inn in the fierce wind.
“You don’t need to say it.” Zhong Liyan thumped his chest, making a banging sound, indicating that everything was understood without words.
He only then knew that Zhuge Zhuo was possessed by Zhuge Yixian, and they were about to face the nameless one in Yunxian Lin.
Heaven was about to bestow a great task upon Zhong Liyan; the Chief of Nanyue should rise in this battle!
“So I didn’t tell you,” Zhuge Yixian still said, “...because you would really believe it.”
“What do you mean?” Zhong Liyan was a little unhappy.
If the person in front was still Zhuge Zhuo, his chain mace would have already flown out.
But now it was Zhuge Yixian... enough to make him remember for a long time.
“Ayan,” Zhuge Yixian said, “Do you know how to make it happen?”
The small body of Zhuge Zhuo turned back in the rain. His bright eyes were filled with compassion and expectation.
“Isn’t that a matter of course?! I used to cultivate techniques slightly better than Dou Zhao, and later practiced martial arts slightly inferior to Jiang Wang. Talented people emerge generation after generation in the rivers and mountains, and it’s always I, Zhong Liyan, who leads the way.” Zhong Liyan let out a ‘hai’ sound. “Just watch!”
The reason for being slightly inferior to Jiang Wang was purely because Jiang Wang had already proved his Dao to the absolute peak. If there wasn’t such a huge gap in realm, Zhong Li Big Grandpa wouldn’t have given him this much face.
“Are you always this confident?” That old voice was also full of compassion.
The concern, pity, and understanding were so abundant they almost overflowed.
He truly believed in Zhong Liyan’s future!
“You’re not right.” Zhong Liyan lifted the Nanyue Sword and chopped forward, splitting open this head from his scalp to his neck! He made judgments very quickly and acted even faster, seemingly without any prior decision-making process—when he felt something was wrong, the sword was already chopping down.
“Aren’t you afraid of chopping the wrong person?” Zhuge Zhuo, whose head was split into two halves, his eyes like two separate islands, still looked at him tolerantly, with encouragement within the compassion.
“Isn’t this not wrong?!” Zhong Liyan’s Qi and blood surged around his body, fiercely urging his sword momentum!
Violent sword Qi surged like a mad wave, instantly roaring like a dragon.
But Zhuge Zhuo only used two fingers to lightly pinch, and then like pinching an earthworm, he pinched all the sword Qi at his fingertips, letting it twist madly, and even counter-swallowing Zhong Liyan’s Qi and blood!
“I will descend to the world, establish the supreme pure land, the eternal Buddha country.” Inside the young body, the compassionate voice echoed like a great bell. “If we are fated to meet again, I will give you one more chance, let you become the true foremost Heaven’s Chosen of the current world—”
Zhong Liyan was instantly sucked dry, appearing like a skin-and-bones refugee, but his voice was unwilling to lower even half a point: “What nonsense! Does this old man still need you?!”
Inside that pair of compassionate young eyes, there was only a faint sigh: “Pity.”
Under that kind of tolerant gaze, Zhong Liyan and his sword turned into shattered bubble shadows. What was originally a creation inside Lan Tian Zi San repeated the ending of disappearing once again.
Zhuge Yixian grasped the details of every person inside Lan Tian Zi San. Huang Weizhen could shape concrete people based on these details... and Dizang had the ability to influence Heavenly Will, and under specific conditions, could replace a person’s fate.
Simply put, every non-descended person inside Lan Tian Zi San had the opportunity to become the true person in the real world!
With the compassionate heart of sentient beings, Dizang was unwilling to let them simply break and disappear like that, existing only as careless consumables in that game.
Zhuge Yixian established this game with his karma. All the people in this game had a connection with him.
Fate is wondrous beyond words.
In the same static time and space, there was no one in Lan Ke Inn.
Xu San sat here alone for a long time. He walked from upstairs to downstairs, checked every room, tried to push open every window, used many kinds of secret methods, all of which naturally failed. Finally, he quietly waited in the Tian Zi San room.
Built on the foundation of the transcended urn in static time and space, it could be extended for a maximum of one hundred years.
He just sat there alone for one hundred years, finally waiting for someone to push open the door.
The person who pushed the door had calm eyebrows and eyes, a straight spine like a sword, and the famous Chang Xiang Si hanging at his waist. He looked like Jiang Wang but didn’t have Jiang Wang’s temperament. His eyes, as deep and quiet as an abyss, reflected the compassion for saving all sentient beings. He asked very directly: “Daoist has sat dry for one hundred years, has he gained anything?”
Xu San sat cross-legged. One hundred years of not moving made him somewhat forget how to blink. After a slight pause, he lifted his eyes: “It’s shorter than I imagined. I still thought I wanted to exhaust my five hundred and eighteen years of lifespan.”
“What would five hundred years be different?” Dizang asked.
“Every moment of this hundred years felt like a knife cutting, but looking back after it’s over, it was just the blink of an eye. I wanted to fully experience the process of a venerated god approaching the end of his life.” Xu San’s face was expressionless, with a touch of ‘Ji Kong’ meaning: “Or perhaps I could catch a glimpse of the truth of this world from it.”
Dizang sighed deeply: “No wonder the nameless one fundamentally couldn’t hide. This era is indeed a great era for the human race. Heaven’s Chosen emerge endlessly, and history is repeatedly renewed. Even someone like you, who is not very famous, is also outstandingly talented and has a quite strong Dao heart.”
“Your praise doesn’t sound very joyful, and actually I am very famous in the Central Domain. You are using Jiang Wang’s image and contrasting me with him, this isn’t fair—” Xu San refuted a few sentences listlessly, then sighed again: “Of course, I don’t count as any kind of seed for seeking the Dao. It’s just that when there’s nothing to do, I can also sit still, only this.”
“Do you guess who I am?” Dizang asked leisurely.
“Or else you can just kill me?” Xu San looked at him: “There’s no reason for me to still play games with you before I am slaughtered.”
Dizang smiled tolerantly: “Are you just giving up like this? Your mentality might not be too good.”
“What kind of mentality do you want?” Xu San snorted contemptuously: “I didn’t come here to entertain guests.”
Dizang discussed quite seriously: “In my view, the numerous officials in the temple hall, and the red powder beauties in the brothel, no one is much nobler than anyone else.”
“You’re right.” Xu San lowered his eyelids: “But Dao Grandpa doesn’t want to serve you.”
Dizang looked at him and said two key words: “Feng Zen Well Middle Moon, Min Ha Er.”
Xu San pursed his lips and didn’t speak. Although he was a true transmission of Da Luo Mountain, it wasn’t enough to access the deepest secrets of the Central Heavenly Prison. But he was clear about the history of Min Ha Er; it represented a time when Buddhism and the Cang Tu God Teach joined forces. Re-reading “Feng Zen Well Middle Moon,” it wasn’t hard to guess that the person in front was a great Buddha Sect expert who had broken the seal. He could associate infinitely, and the more he thought about it, the more startled he became.
“Since you can see that I am using Jiang Wang’s body, you probably also understand what this represents—” Dizang was very patient, but time had, after all, passed for a long time, so he said: “You can make your choice now.”
Xu San suddenly laughed: “You want to say that Jiang Wang couldn’t hold out as long as I did, and has already converted to you first, and now you’re just seeing if I still want to resist meaninglessly?”
Dizang looked at him with interest: “You seem to have a lot of confidence in Jiang Wang. What did you experience together?”
“Experiencing this era together, does that count? Hahaha—” Although Xu San was trapped in a prison and understood the insoluble dilemma more and more, his mentality became more and more relaxed: “Mainly, your bluff is a bit funny. Although you possess power I cannot reach, you haven’t lowered your head to look at my world. Your compassion is high above, and you can’t even deceive believers like this, Master!”
Dizang showed no annoyance, even apologizing to him: “Sorry, I just started doing these things, I’m not very skilled—”
He simply sat down in front of Xu San: “You teach me?”
Xu San also patiently taught him: “I have confidence in my Senior Brother Tai Yu. Someone who can be mentioned in the same breath as my Senior Brother Tai Yu is not someone I can compare with. You even have to rely on bluffing to convert me, how could you convert Jiang Wang so easily?”
Dizang looked at him quite seriously: “There is one point I need to correct you. If it’s just the kind of conversion you understand, Jiang Wang wouldn’t be able to resist in front of me. It’s just that what I seek now is cooperation within this game, and Jiang Wang doesn’t fit the conditions.”
Xu San, instead, got along harmoniously with him: “I completely believe you have such power—at least in my current state, my environment, why I am here, I completely cannot understand. Even if Jiang Wang stands in front of me and kills me with a sword, I would know how he killed me. While You are on a level I cannot understand.”
“You know well.” Dizang was very happy, and at the same time encouraged him by saying: “Have you considered that your future is not just like this? I mean, it’s not just about you admiring Jiang Wang, Tai Yu.”
“I have indeed considered it.” Xu San looked into His eyes: “The gap between me and them is not only this far now. It will only get further and further.”
Dizang’s face always wore a smile, but at this moment it was truly somewhat real: “The person next door is overly confident. You are overly not confident.”
Xu San lifted his eyes to look at the tightly closed window: “I am not not confident. If you were also born in the same era as them, you would know that our most important life lesson is to face the gap and move forward.”
“Of course, I know they are all people who have broken cultivation records, and are crowned among the ancient times in the same age group.” Dizang smiled and squinted at him: “But there is a theory outside the world, they are within the theory. From birth, I have possessed the power I have now.”
Xu San didn’t laugh: “Then I cannot teach you.”
“I can teach you.” Dizang said tolerantly: “Do you know that you are not the only Xu San created? When I tell you this truth, and show you my divine power, you can verify it through various methods.”
Xu San was silent for a while: “Then what?”
“You can become the real Xu San.” Dizang’s Buddha eyes had a quiet light: “I mean, the one in Da Luo Mountain. You don’t need to be you, you are originally you.”
Xu San didn’t hide his shock: “Unbelievable, beyond imagination.”
“So you know what kind of power I possess.” Dizang was unusually sincere at this moment, making people believe that all His words could be realized: “You know you can have a future beyond imagination.”
“For example?” Xu San asked.
Dizang’s voice seemed to become very distant: “Li One plus Jing Two equals Xu Three.”
Xu San laughed heartily.
From the top of his head, a ray of clear light suddenly flew out, brilliantly turning into a sword, dividing two principles, wandering through the five elements, breaking the nine palaces, and chopping straight at Dizang!
He almost cried tears of laughter: “What am I? Do I deserve it?!”
This sword was naturally folded and broken by Dizang.
He calmly watched Xu San’s figure slowly dissipate, without a hint of anger.
Of course, he could stop Xu San, could hold Xu San still and manipulate him arbitrarily, but there was no meaning. He was full of love for this world and could not gain happiness from the act of tormenting someone.
What he wanted was Xu San’s fate, but Xu San drew his sword without hesitation, so there was no discussion.
Among the non-descended people inside this Lan Tian Zi San, Yin Guan He had contact with him early on. The remaining most valuable were Zhong Liyan and Xu San. It was a pity that neither could receive the conversion... perhaps just as Xu San said, He didn’t lower his head to look at their world.
Lowering one’s head was truly a difficult thing.
Perhaps He would do so in the future. But not today, today there were more important things to do.
“Sentient beings suffer, the mundane world is a calamity, alas, you all cannot see through it.” He sighed softly.
It was good if it worked, it didn’t matter if it didn’t. He was a person who didn’t force others.
Fate would eventually come, He thought so, it would eventually be destined.
Xu San didn’t know what kind of choice he had made in another static time and space.
Of course, he was even more unaware that he was almost replaced.
He only knew that today was a big day for the Central Empire—
The first great court after the execution of Zhen Dao Chief!
The current Emperor showed his personal military might for the first time, single-handedly taking down the remains of Zhen, used the scheme of the civil minister Lu Qiu Wenyue, achieved a glorious victory in internal reform, and gouged out the biggest tumor within the Dao Gate.
But after such a strong medicine, would this country be swept clean of chronic illnesses and take a big step forward, or would the ailing body struggle to bear it, leading to further pain and decline?
Today would provide an answer.
His heart was not on the road as he walked. As the Head of the Southern City Department of the Tianjing Ji Xing Si, he was captured during a criminal apprehension, and finally was sent back to Da Luo Mountain by others...
This was truly a kind of shame.
His subordinates were captured and killed, while he himself was released under some kind of exchange current. This truth was even more painful.
No excuse could be found. There was only one reason that would lead to such a situation, and that was that he, Xu San, was incompetent.
But upon arriving at the San Qing Xuan Du Upper God Palace, his dying breath, his depressed pain, were instantly wiped away. In this magnificent and spectacular palace, people never exposed their true emotions.
Every single person, sufficient to oversee and guard one side, a great official of the Heavenly Capital, gathered here like ants.
He was also one of the ants making up the number.
Everyone he saw on the road wore smiles, their eyes filled with joy—today was exactly the time to share the fruits of victory, and everyone had a reason to be joyful. Either truly joyful, or they had to make others feel that they were truly joyful.
It was very strange, the supreme leader, the Great Si Head of the Tianjing Ji Xing Si, Ouyang Jie, was not yet seen.
According to reason, for a court meeting of this scale, this esteemed official would always arrive early.
However, standing in a position like the Total Chief of the world’s Ji Xing, coming to the court meeting or not was not important. What needed to be allocated had already been allocated before the court meeting. Unless there was something that required him to go to the field to fight.
Xu San slowly merged into the crowd, like a river flowing for three thousand nine hundred and thirty years, eternally unchanged, driving into the central great hall.
This long river was so grand, and he was so tiny. He was both a wave and time.
Finally, in the ritual official’s proclamation, all people stood still.
The buzzing whispers like mosquitoes, the feigned pleasantries, the wanton greetings and conversations, instantly quieted down.
Like the autumn wind blowing over a rice field, Xu San bowed his head with the crowd, and then raised his eyes within the crowd—
He saw the slightly thin figure of the current Jing Emperor, slowly pacing to the front of that overly grand central emperor seat, lifting a corner of his dragon robe, and calmly sitting down.
Grand?
Only at this moment did Xu San feel that the emperor seat, as vast as a mountain range, could not contain this king.
The ritual official’s voice was like a song and distant, echoing in the hall: “Noble extreme celestial lineage, vast holy high sky, I revere the four images, thus obtaining auspicious words...”
The grand court began.
Any ripple here was enough to shake the fate of the entire Central Empire, and from this, spread to the entire current world, even to all heavens and ten thousand worlds, an increasingly vast and wild wave!!
Xu San had never felt so important, nor had he ever felt so tiny.
At a certain moment, he raised his eyes and saw a pure white Dao robe, like a bright cloud on the edge of the sky, floating into the middle of the hall.
That person held a sword and stepped through the hall door.
Everyone had to gaze at him, and everyone’s gaze was also cut open by the sharpness of his body.
He walked within the official river of Da Jing, and also cut open a river of gazes!
Another branch within the grand plot of this volume.
It was also the last plot node of this volume.
Thank you to book friend “Qing He Yi Shen De Gou Zai Zai” for becoming the Alliance Master of this book, this is the 840th alliance for Chi Xin Xun Tian!
Thank you to book friend “Jian Kang San Nian” for becoming the Alliance Master of this book, this is the 841st alliance for Chi Xin Xun Tian!
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