This is the martial arts world, what are you cultivators interfering in?

Chapter 282 The Truth

"Can the gods, who are three feet above our heads, truly observe the entire world and attend to every detail?"

Li Lan asked a question.

"can."

Chisongzi spoke calmly.

Li Lan nodded solemnly. He had originally wanted to ask more in-depth questions, but now it seemed that Chisongzi also had some concerns.

Otherwise, he could have simply told Li Lan the answer directly, instead of trying to give him the answer through a game of chess.

"This junior understands. No wonder the Primordial Emperor Star is far beyond the sight of many star fields. In a game of chess, the white pieces changed color, and the world turned black. The surviving pieces are all black pieces."

"The black pieces are just chess pieces; the key lies in the miracle that can turn the white pieces black."

"In that case, all those outside the Primordial Emperor Star are enemies."

Li Lan spoke solemnly, and Chi Songzi nodded with satisfaction. Li Lan had already guessed what he wanted to tell Li Lan through this game of chess.

He has many things and taboos that he cannot speak of. Otherwise, it would be unimportant whether his own lingering regrets could exist. The key is that Li Lan might get into trouble.

Talented individuals like Li Lan are too rare to be noticed too early.

"With your chess skills and comprehension, it would be a waste for you to learn my magic."

Chisongzi shook his head and said, "The path of cultivation should not be mixed. The scriptures you cultivate at the beginning may affect your achievements on the entire path. You should cultivate the Ancestral Scripture, or at the very least the Demonic Scripture. Otherwise, you will be wasting your talent."

His eyes were full of regret.

The real Chisongzi has long since passed away; he is merely a lingering remnant of Chisongzi, remaining here to await a successor.

Unfortunately, Li Lan's talent exceeded his expectations, which made him unwilling to guide Li Lan in practicing his own methods.

“I have already been taught cultivation scriptures by other great cultivators from the Imperial Star.”

Li Lan spoke, a thought flashing through his mind, and asked, "I wonder if Zhou Xiang can inherit the mantle of his senior?"

Li Lan did not regret missing out on Chisongzi's methods. In fact, even if he were given the Ancestral Method or the Demon God Method, he would not cultivate them, but would only use them as a reference.

After all, all the great ancestral gods and immortals of yesteryear were defeated and perished in that great war, which is enough to prove that... their laws may not be able to rewrite the ending.

The scriptures are the inheritances that all the great ancestors and immortals risked their lives to keep and fight for, so Li Lan must cultivate them!

Even the mortal scriptures themselves, Li Lan would not regard as divine. He had already reached the upper stage in the underworld, where all paths converged into one, and he created his own path. This was what he wanted.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiang, who was standing nearby, immediately became somewhat flustered and nervous.

How could he not know the name of Chishongzi? He was definitely a true powerhouse. Now that Li Lan actually wanted to secure such a great opportunity for him, he was deeply moved and didn't know what to say.

Chisongzi looked at Zhou Xiang, scrutinizing him repeatedly, and sighed softly, saying, "His talent is naturally inferior to Zifang's, but I don't have much energy left, and I can't wait for anyone else."

The Zifang he was referring to was naturally Zhang Liang, one of the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty!

"I will pass on my method to you. Even if you are not very talented, if you can practice with great perseverance, you will achieve something in the future."

Chisongzi said, “Sit cross-legged here, and I will preach to you.”

"Thank you, senior!"

Zhou Xiang was incredibly excited. He looked at Li Lan again, his voice choked with emotion, and said, "Li Lan, thank you..."

He now roughly understands that, although it seems that he is taking care of Li Lan along the way, it is actually Li Lan who has been taking care of him all along!

"Brother Zhou, it is your own good fortune to have such a connection. There is no need to thank me. Just focus on your cultivation. I hope that one day we can join hands and return to Earth!"

Li Lan smiled.

Zhou Xiang nodded emphatically, then, following Chisongzi's instructions, he walked to the blood-red pine tree and sat cross-legged. Instantly, the sound of scriptures rang in his ears, and Zhou Xiang listened attentively, comprehending them...

"How is the Imperial Star doing?"

The phantom of Chisongzi was sitting under a pine tree with Li Lan, asking questions.

In the past, the progenitors, demons, and immortals emerged from the Primordial Emperor Star, but they all died and perished, unable to return. As the seas surged and the world changed, their longing for their home, the Primordial Emperor Star, grew ever stronger.

"The Primordial Emperor Star is now called Earth by people."

Li Lan told Chi Songzi about the current state of Earth. In this Dharma-ending Age, the concept of cultivation has been completely regarded as feudal superstition. Science and technology have become the greatest power controlled by mankind. Humans are also exploring the universe, but relying on technological products such as spaceships, they are still unable to leave the solar system...

"sun……"

Chisongzi smiled wryly and said, "It seems that the demon god Kuafu has indeed caught up with the sun."

Li Lan was puzzled.

"After the great war, some of the demons, gods, and immortals of the Primordial Emperor Star sent it away from the center of the universe. The sun and moon surrounding the Primordial Emperor Star, representing two extreme Daos, were almost stripped away. Before I perished, I saw the demon god Kuafu fighting a bloody battle in deep space to reclaim the sun..."

Li Lan was quite dumbfounded.

The story of Kuafu chasing the sun is familiar to everyone on Earth, but who would have thought that it is not a legend, but a historical fact, and even more exciting and complex than the legend!

"So, the Kuafu Demon God must have died in the solar system?"

Li Lan suddenly thought of something.

According to ancient Chinese history, Kuafu died of thirst while chasing the sun. Since he did indeed catch up with the sun, he should ultimately be the one who escorted the sun and the earth out of the universe...

This is a clue!

“The famous mountains and rivers of the imperial star have actually left behind the legacy of the immortals.”

Chisongzi said, "However, if the Emperor Star wants to be safe, it must sever all ties with the cultivation world. That's why it has completely become a mortal star, separated from the Great Dao. Even the sacred will decay, and the immortal traces will be sealed away... If the spiritual energy revives one day, perhaps some residual inheritance will still manifest."

He was deeply moved.

Li Lan silently made a mental note that if he ever returned to Earth, he might be able to travel to famous mountains and rivers to try his best to ensure that the legacy of the immortals would be passed down.

"I have come here to find Xing Tian's underworld."

Li Lan then asked, "Does Senior know their whereabouts?"

Chisongzi shook his head: "I don't know, but a woman came here before, subdued the Yin Ghost King of this place, and went southeast."

A thought struck Li Lan: a woman? That must be the Holy Maiden Cihang, right?

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Li Lan immediately stood up, preparing to take his leave.

"Go."

Chisongzi nodded, and Li Lan left immediately.

Watching his departing figure, Chishongzi murmured, "So similar..."

A figure seemed to flash through his mind, but he shook his head and ignored it.

Instead, he turned around and carefully demonstrated the technique to Zhou Xiang!

……

Amidst the pervasive ghostly mist, Li Lan pressed onward. He did not use the relic, but instead relied on his powerful soul force to explore the path. Along the way, there were many undead, but he avoided them all. Occasionally, those who dared to challenge him were easily annihilated with a flick of his finger.

"This is the place!"

Finally, not long after, Li Lan discovered traces of the Cihang Holy Land on the cliff face ahead.

A group of nuns sat cross-legged in two rows around them. In the center of them was an incense table, in front of which there were traces of burning incense money, and the incense sticks were burning in the air.

The Holy Maiden Cihang should have already gone in?

After a moment's thought, Li Lan prepared to force his way in. A glint of light flickered between his brows, and a powerful soul force surged forth instantly.

The group of nuns who had been chanting scriptures in front of the cliff suddenly stopped and fell asleep instantly.

"Um?……"

The middle-aged nun at the head of the group seemed to sense something. A light flickered between her brows, indicating that she possessed a magical artifact to protect her soul. But how could it possibly be stronger than Li Lan's upper-level soul power? After struggling for a moment, she fell asleep like the others.

Li Lan slowly entered the arena, glanced around, then picked up the incense money and burned it.

He had seen Xuanyuan Tongxuan perform the ritual before, so he followed suit. Instantly, the smoke of incense rose, and a small path appeared faintly in the yellow smoke. Li Lan stepped onto it!

It was as if he had entered a world that did not belong to the living. The surrounding light and shadows were constantly changing. Soon after, a dam appeared before Li Lan like an eternal Great Wall...

The familiar scene gave Li Lan a feeling of being transported back to the underworld of the God of War... Unfortunately, he knew that although this place was similar, it was by no means the same.

The underworld that the Fighting Demon God transformed into is now completely empty, collapsed and gone. All the old friends from that world—Lin Ruobing, Jin Muyun, Bai Ruoling, Li Yue, Zhu Xianchou, and others—have been reincarnated, and it is unknown when they will meet again.

……

now.

Xingtian, the Demon God, in the underworld, on a vast dam.

A tremendous chanting of Sanskrit words resounded continuously, and characters from the scriptures manifested one by one, engulfing a colossal demon god. The light of the characters shone on the demon god, temporarily granting him some clarity.

The demon was incredibly tall, wielding a shield and axe, but it had no head. It used its nipples as eyes and its navel as a mouth, its chest and breasts were exposed, and its tattered armor exuded a fierce and menacing aura.

Before him, amidst layers of golden light, the Holy Maiden Cihang appeared like a Bodhisattva descending to earth, ethereal and holy. She said calmly, "Xingtian Demon God, I am a Holy Body, inheriting the legacy of the Primordial Emperor Star. I am the most suitable candidate to inherit that scripture."

Why won't you give it to me?

The Demon God Xingtian had no head or face, so his expression was unreadable; however, his words carried a hint of disdain:

"Among the immortals of the Emperor Star Rank, all those with any backbone have already perished in battle. You are still alive, and the person who passed on the cultivation technique to you is still alive. So, do you even deserve it?"

The Holy Maiden Cihang frowned slightly, but did not show any anger, and said:

"I thought that Xingtian, who is known as the number one fierce god, would have extraordinary insights, but I didn't expect him to be so pedantic."

"Who I am and which faction I come from are not important, are they? As long as I touch that scripture, I am destined to suffer an eternal curse and become a wicked demon that no one in this universe can tolerate, with no way to ascend to heaven or descend to hell."

"When the time comes, I will naturally follow the same path as all the Demon Gods and Ancestral Gods of the Emperor Star, won't I? Why are you so fixated on sectarianism, senior? Do you think that because I was born in the Cihang Holy Land, I am not worthy of cultivating this scripture?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, and she remained neither humble nor arrogant even when facing Xing Tian, ​​the most ferocious god.

"If you like debating classics, you should seek out the younger generations of Confucius, Mencius, or Zhuangzi. Didn't the people behind you teach you that we, the barbaric gods, never reason with people?"

Xingtian Demon God spoke indifferently, completely ignoring Cihang Saintess's words.

Even the Holy Maiden Cihang felt helpless at this moment, but she still said:

"Do the demon gods, who are obsessed with the Primordial Emperor Star, not know that the Primordial Emperor Star has long since lost its lineage? We have found people from the Primordial Emperor Star. According to them, even you are regarded as absurd ancient myths on that star."

"This underworld of the Demon God is already on the verge of collapse. Does the Demon God intend for that scripture to disappear along with you? You, the person of the Emperor Star, will not live to see it again."

But Xing Tian, ​​the Demon God, said indifferently, "Oh? You can't wait any longer?"

"Is it possible that he has already arrived?"

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