Chapter 2561: New Life

However, victory often comes at the cost of seemingly futile effort.

That day, the war at sea reached its conclusion. Jizang's fresh blood dyed the Wanghaitai, and with an honor that transcended death, he replenished the depleted national power of the Qi state.

Qi Shaoyou refused Jizang's Six Paths gamble, and also refused Jizang's last hope—

At the final moment, Jizang was willing to release his future of achieving the Dao. He wanted to share the ideal of reincarnation with other transcendent beings. That was the last wish of the World Honored One that he had yearned for so deeply, the supreme Bodhi, the eternal glory of the Buddha Ancestor.

He invited Qi Shaoyou to raise the power of the demon race and participate in his construction of a new world, to become a part of the Six Paths.

He also invited Huang Weizhen and his Mountain Sea Realm to join.

Of course, no one was willing to board his sinking ship.

Even the possibility of Qi Shaoyou boarding the ship to fight was cut off by the Jing Emperor, forcing him to return in haste.

Huang Weizhen directly left the small world where he was drinking tea and watching the play, and did not bother to manage how Huang Jinmo and Zhu Weishou Shi finally reached the East Sea or how they met Jiang Wang. He left behind those scenes of human plays, sometimes joyful, sometimes sorrowful, and came near the sea—

Looking forward from here, one could just see the high building on the distant island, standing tall against the wind and moon.

With slightly better eyesight, one could see the window of that high building directly facing this side. The window was tightly locked, and only wounds and scars remained inside the room.

That was the Wanglan Guest Inn on Xiayi Island.

So, the place he descended was the place where the Grand Liang Star God asked Zhong Liyan and Zhuge Zuo to stay before the transcendent cauldron opened.

Zhong Liyan was still here.

This fearless young man from Offering Valley, whom nothing could defeat or suppress, stood silently on the water's surface alone.

He seemed to still be fulfilling the promise he made to the Grand Liang Star God on behalf of the Star Witch, still guarding this place without moving, and still wanting to "take care of Zhuge Zuo a bit."

Did this young man, so confident to the point of near blindness, also feel his powerlessness and weakness in the face of irresistible force?

Huang Weizhen deliberately coughed lightly, wanting to give some pointers to the young man from Chu.

Zhong Liyan came back to his senses and finally saw the legendary second romantic of Great Chu in the present world!

Despite his confidence, he had to admit that Huang Weizhen indeed radiated divine brilliance.

It was a pity he didn't have a good-looking short beard, still lacking several points of the era's cutting-edge aesthetic.

"Zhong Li…" Huang Weizhen slowly opened his mouth.

"Senior, please forgive me for not being able to be your disciple." Zhong Liyan cupped his hand and said, "I have my own path, not the same as the Dao Lord's."

Chong Xuanzun's refusal of several absolute peaks was extraordinary, and the people of Qi boasted about these matters all day long. Who knew that he, Zhong Liyan, would not blindly follow even transcendent beings!

Huang Weizhen was speechless for a moment and didn't plan to say anything more. He simply raised his hand and pointed at Zhong Liyan's side—

Immediately, a stock of emerald green treasure trees rose from the water, flourishing in the East Sea.

This tree was tall and magnificent, with emerald leaves that seemed to drip, mysterious tree patterns, and a crown like a handful of flowers. It emitted extremely dense vitality outside this island. It made the north wind lively, and it seemed even the seawater was vivid because of it!

The branches were covered with fruits, each one plump and full, white and swollen, shaped like human breasts.

The moment this treasure tree was born, starlight descended from the sky. It poured into the sea, flowing generously without any reservation.

Zhong Liyan, of course, recognized that this was the tree form of the Grand Liang Star God. For a moment, joy appeared on his face.

Compared to the plump, human-like form of the Grand Liang Star God, this harvest-treasure tree form was its most vital time.

What did the vitality of this moment mean? How could he, Zhong Li Da Ye, not know?

Indeed, in the next moment, the tree patterns on the trunk twisted and formed a row of flower-bird characters, as if they wanted to seize the tree and fly. The characters read—

"Child of Ghost Mountain, the remaining fortune is the divine sea. Though Grand Liang is dead, the star position still exists. The young man's absolute life, yet he can return."

The fruits on the branches shrank sharply, turning into seeds in an instant, clustered under the leaves. And in the center of the tree crown, there was only one fruit, rapidly expanding—

The fruit shell cracked open like flower petals, and a serious young man, sleeping soundly, just woke up in this fruit shell.

In the twelve star sequences, "Grand Liang" symbolizes the accumulation of energy by plants before winter, having the meaning of bearing fruit.

The Grand Liang Star God used his body as a bridge to lead Jiang Wang south to the Immortal Forest transcendent battlefield. And after burning out, his star position was picked up by Huang Weizhen, using it as a womb, nurturing new vitality at this moment.

Originally, Yan Ling, a disciple of the Star Witch, had his entire clan perish, leaving only one child. It was the Grand Liang Star God who snatched that child from the hand of the disease demon and brought him back to Zhanghua Terrace.

Zuo, fortune too.

The last fortune of the Ghost Mountain Army is reborn within the star position that represents vitality.

The difficulty of reviving a person increases with the length of time they have been dead and with the height of their cultivation.

Of course, besides this, the "cause of death" is also a very important point. Taking ordinary people as an example, it is difficult to save those who die of old age, easy to save those who die by weapons, and the difficulty lies in between for those who die from disease and pain that destroys the body.

Although Zhuge Zuo was precocious, he was after all only twelve years old. To consolidate his cultivation foundation, he mainly focused on broadening his knowledge, and his cultivation was still low.

Originally, Gu Huaixin set up an altar to guard the edge of Tianya Terrace, waiting to revive Ji Shaoqing of the Inner Mansion realm. Jiang Wang then chose to boil and kill, boiling him until his soul dispersed, leaving no possibility of revival.

Zhuge Zuo disappeared inside the transcendent cauldron, and his death was also very thorough.

But Zhuge Yixian had already left a seed for him.

Among the twelve star gods, choosing "Grand Liang," which represents vitality, to come to the East Sea also had a deep meaning early on.

Zhuge Zuo's clothing, ornaments, and physical state were all the same as before entering the game. His eyelids moved, not yet opening, then he subconsciously touched the book inside his bosom, clutching it tightly. Then he looked at this world with slightly sleepy eyes, greedily sniffing the fresh sea breeze.

Huang Weizhen noticed the book inside his bosom and couldn't help but ask: "This Hundred Old Medical Classics records some diseases that are rare today and in ancient times. You are so young, reading medicine to this extent, do you want to imitate the ancient Chang Sang Jun and walk the path of a medical family?"

Zhuge Zuo subconsciously replied: "Grandfather is sick, I want to cure him."

As soon as these words came out, he tightly pursed his lips.

Huang Weizhen patted the young man's shoulder, patted him two more times, and finally said nothing. With a flutter of his large sleeves, he stepped on the waves and left.

"Ah…" After Huang Weizhen had gone far, Zhong Liyan said, "That old man didn't even teach you a move or two. Too stingy! Even if we didn't ask for it, couldn't he have given it?"

"...The Mountain Sea Dao Lord is telling me that he knows I have already grown up," Zhuge Zuo said.

Zhong Liyan said at the same time: "It seems your talent is still slightly inferior to mine, not favored by him."

Zhuge Zuo was silent for a while again, then said: "You don't need to comfort me this way."

"Who's comforting you?" Zhong Liyan raised his hand and poked him: "You little brat whose hair hasn't fully grown, what this big guy says is the truth! The truth is like this, and we all have to learn to face it, do you understand?"

He added: "Hey, where are you going?"

The neatly dressed Zhuge Zuo didn't turn his head: "Home."

"That's just right, I'm also…" Zhong Liyan sighed and chased after him: "On the way!"

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked like this in the fading wind and rain of the East Sea.

The sea breeze was unrestrained, and the waves were also fresh.

Xiang Wang had been lying in the Hall of Benevolent Hearts for many days, finally waiting for Yi Tang to return and get his golden body injury sewn.

Damn it, because he had dragged it out for too long and was too lazy to ask people, he had been sleeping soundly in the Hall of Benevolent Hearts all day, almost forgetting that he still had injuries that weren't healed. It was Yi Tang who actively sought him out.

"Hiss—" Xiang Wang sat up fiercely on the sickbed, his lifeless fish eyes gleaming as if he were dying: "So painful!"

Yi Tang pressed him back down with one hand and said testily: "You can endure this injury for so long, I thought you didn't know pain."

"It's precisely because I know pain too well, the money I spend hurts my flesh…" Xiang Wang's eye corner twitched, looking pitifully at Yi Tang: "Must it be treated this way?"

"There's also a method that doesn't hurt." Yi Tang said, taking out a bottle of pills from his bosom: "A bottle of Five Delusions Pills, costing three thousand yuan stones. This pill can exempt the patient from pain and does not affect the healing effect. It is truly the holy medicine of the medical department."

He was a calm person, but when he sold pills, he didn't appear greedy. Instead, he had a feeling of "you'll lose a lot if you don't buy."

As expected of the sect pavilion physician with the highest income in the Hall of Benevolent Hearts.

"Quickly put away this thorn boat!" Xiang Wang covered his eyes with his hand: "I don't deserve to use it."

The Hall of Benevolent Hearts earned all black-hearted money ah, a bottle of pain-relieving pills dared to sell for the price of a thorn boat.

If he were to buy all the medicines in this hall at the original price, wouldn't he be able to buy the entire Jing State?

Yi Tang took the most ordinary gold needles and threaded them into Xiang Wang's golden body—Xiang Wang wouldn't let him use the expensive needles—while threading, he nagged: "How can you be considered one of the top experts among the world's divine existences, able to fight face to face with the military god's closed-door disciple without losing ground, and now you're about to reach the Cave True realm… what's so difficult about earning some money? Why are you so stingy?"

"You think I also run a medical hall!" Xiang Wang glared with his lifeless fish eyes: "I walk the sword rivers and lakes, with only a sword by my side."

"Still proud! What's there to be proud of?" Yi Tang casually pressed his wound, carefully connected the flesh buds, and said casually: "At most, it will be recorded in the account of the Zhenhe True Monarch. Can't he still pay it back?"

Xiang Wang squinted at him: "If he had his own money, I would certainly be thick-skinned. Picking a few soft rice grains from between his teeth… is it only my sword Dao that doesn't care about face?"

"Zhenhe True Monarch…" Yi Tang sighed.

There was some envy, and also some inexplicable melancholy.

Zhenhe True Monarch and Jizang contended for three bells, and all three bells responded to Jiang Zhenjun! The hearts of the world's people were all towards him!

At that time, Jizang not only had transcendent great power, supreme grand wishes, and the power of the underworld, but also some remnants of the World Honored One's legacy name. But when put together with the name "Jiang Wang," there was actually no possibility of competition at all. In terms of name, it collapsed upon contact.

It was precisely after his name collapsed that he lost his freedom, his brilliance was extinguished, his sternness was destroyed, his nobility fell, and without auspiciousness, Jizang died.

It can be said that this matter fully demonstrated the fame represented by the two characters "Jiang Wang" in the current era. He was no longer just a figure of the younger generation, not limited to heaven's favorites who shook the world, but his name spread throughout the contemporary era, discussed across ancient and modern times!

Everyone knew before that he had a great influence in the hearts of the people of the present world, to the extent that when he spoke on Wangjiang Terrace, the Southern Heavenly Master had to seriously consider it. But only this time did people truly realize what level this kind of public appeal had reached.

And he was not such a distant figure.

Originally, Jiang Wang, in his Outer Building realm, went through the trial sword world, and even specially passed through the Hall of Benevolent Hearts…

Still need to add money ah.

Yi Tang said warmly: "I'll prescribe several nourishing medicines for you. Take them promptly after the surgery to avoid after-effects."

"First, tell me the price!"

"Don't worry, it's not expensive. Can I still cheat you? I'll give you the internal price."

"If you don't say the price, I'll treat everything as cabbage price."

"Speaking of cabbage, I have a heavenly jade cabbage here, which is very good for your injury."

As the two chatted idly, a woman in a tie-dyed medical robe walked over from afar.

Where she passed, it was like a spring breeze brushing over the plains.

One could see that she was very popular in the medical hall.

Everyone greeted her.

"True Person, going out to gather medicine again?"

"Senior Shangguan, I've already taken that medicine, and I no longer feel heart palpitations. I think it's good!"

"True Person Shangguan, how long do you plan to be gone this time? When will you be back? Everyone misses you."

The first True Person of the Hall of Benevolent Hearts, Shangguan E Hua!

She was born gentle, with her hair in a cloud bun. As she walked, her steps were very slow, with a kind of gentleness that was unwilling to disturb others.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

She said this to everyone.

Even to Xiang Wang, who was seeing her for the first time.

"Your injury is fine now. Doctor Yi's medical skills are very good. You don't need to worry. Rest well… goodbye."

She came like the wind, and went away like the wind.

Xiang Wang quieted down inexplicably, lying there no longer baring his teeth and grimacing.

He thought. This person must have lost to people she was very unwilling to lose to, that's why she says goodbye so seriously every time.

Jizang is dead, and the True Ksitigarbha is born.

This honor originates from the World Honored One but is not the World Honored One. It originates in Buddha but does not become Buddha. It is a kind of pure sorrow, an eternal power to save suffering and deliver departed souls.

Just like what Gu Shiyi wanted to achieve, a divine being who could maintain "hero" order and "righteousness."

Also like Xu Yuan's forced achievement of the Tai Xu Dao Lord.

Of course, just as the existence of the Tai Xu Dao Lord made the Tai Xu Illusion truly an indispensable part of contemporary human civilization, the birth of the True Ksitigarbha also truly pushed the approach of the underworld great world to the present world, restructured the rules of the underworld, and made the Yanluo Treasure Hall truly exist.

Those underworld deities have degraded to Yang Gods, but they are accepted by the present world and have a broad future. They will greatly enliven the underworld great world and make this world burst with vitality.

Once the pattern of the underworld and the Yang world is formed, the present world will greatly benefit.

In this current era, it can be said that benefiting the present world is benefiting the human race.

Only this kind of benefit needs to be seen in the long term, not overnight.

As we all know, as long as the current pattern of the heavens is maintained, the advantage of the human race will become greater and greater, until even if all the heavens and ten thousand realms unite, they will not be able to shake the human race in the slightest. This is also the fundamental reason why the God Xiao War was inevitable at this stage—

The demon race could no longer wait.

And the approach of the underworld will further expand the advantage of the human race in the course of time.

Suppose before the human race still needed one hundred thousand years to build an unreachable advantage in various worlds, after the formation of the Yin and Yang worlds, it might only take sixty thousand years.

Of course, this is just an analogy, the time is not that accurate, but the meaning is indeed that significant.

The changes in the underworld during this period have exceeded imagination.

For example, the White Bone God Domain, which once stretched ninety thousand li, was previously only barren stones and rotten bones, covered by wild underworld wind. Now, flowers and grass have grown there, and there are even insect sounds.

The True Ksitigarbha brought vitality to this great world for the first time.

Various Yin flowers and spirit grasses represent the underworld great world moving towards abundance.

A world with rich products and abundant resources truly has strategic significance. In contrast, the Ten Thousand Worlds Barren Tomb, although in some sense its position is very high, is extremely barren, and only a special kind of "demon" can survive in that realm.

Besides demons, even the distorted sea race in harsh environments cannot multiply in the Ten Thousand Worlds Barren Tomb. For living beings other than demons, the Ten Thousand Worlds Barren Tomb is truly just a tomb.

Of course, the underworld now no longer exists the possibility of being plundered by any party. It will forever belong to the present world, completely merge, and forever interpret Yin and Yang, which is just a matter of time.

One day, outside the tall and imposing forest white plaque of the White Bone God Palace, walked a man whose long hair hung to his heels.

He looked up at the large characters on the White Bone God Palace, a pair of green pupils, as if ghost fire was leaping within them.

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