Chapter 265 Ascension

Chapter 265 Ascension

Chapter 265 Ascension
A quarter of an hour later, Li Wuxiang, Mei Qiulu, Zhao Yu, Lou He, and twelve disciples of the Sword Sect began to walk towards the top of the Great Tribulation Mountain.

It was still early in the morning, and the sun was out, but the sunlight was not blazing, but rather warm. Li Wuxiang walked along the road and saw that both sides were slowly becoming bustling with activity—disciples from various sects were also busy heading for the top of the mountain, but they were not empty-handed, but were carrying some things that their sects would need on the mountain.

Sunshade, rain shelter, water, snacks, tables, chairs and benches - this scene suddenly reminded him of his previous life when he was in school. If there was a sports meet, it would be a similar scene after arriving at school in the morning, everyone was busy, and at the same time, there was a sense of anticipation and joy in this busyness.

He thought, fortunately, the Great Emperor Dutian Siming appeared in the world. Otherwise, he would never be able to experience this relaxed and joyful atmosphere, but would be weighed down by many things in his heart, and he would not even notice the rising sun.

Anyone who saw them on the road made way for them, and gradually the number of people behind Li Wuxiang and Mei Qiulu increased from a dozen to dozens, and then to nearly a hundred.

He turned his head and looked back, and saw that the mountain road below was full of people. They had changed out of their ordinary clothes and put on ritual robes, looking like a colorful cloud.

Looking up again - the disciples of the thirty-six sects who had been walking in front of him retreated to the sides of the road to make way for them. This scene made him feel as if he had really become an emperor on a tour.

The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the stronger this feeling became. The calm and gentleness in his heart was gradually replaced by other emotions - calm, majestic, and fearless.

He looked up at the sky and found that the sun was rising from the other side of the Great Tribulation Mountain and had not yet passed over the top of the mountain. So the top of the Great Tribulation Mountain seemed to be emitting a sacred light, illuminating the world.

He was also bathed in this glory, and had a strong premonition in his heart - this was the ascension. Once he reached the top of the Great Tribulation Mountain, all the pain and worries would disappear, and he and the whole world would be reborn!

A quarter of an hour later, he reached the top of the mountain.

The top of Mount Dajie was originally very flat, and was later leveled artificially, so it looks like an endless stone square.

In the middle of the mountain top, there is a yellow earth platform with a throne on it. This throne has a history of more than 3,000 years. It is said that when Taiyi was still Li Ye, he sat on this stone chair when he preached here. Later, when he became emperor and established the Ye Dynasty, he also sat on this stone chair.

Li Wuxiang has been to the top of the mountain several times in the past few days. When he came to see it a few times ago, he saw the stone chair and thought of the stove, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

But now that premonition is gone. Because looking around here, what you see is the vast land and boundless plains below the mountain. The river winds across the plains like a jade belt, shining with silver light, and the surrounding towns are dotted among the wilderness, as small as a fingernail.

Further away, the curve of the earth merges with the mist in the sky, as if the entire world is what you see here - this is the peak of the catastrophe, the place of ascension, and the origin of humanity's destiny.

When Li Ye stood here at the beginning, no one knew what kind of pride he felt in his heart, but he must have also been worried and nervous, because after all, what he was about to do was something unprecedented in this world.

But now that he was standing here, he didn't have any of the worries he had back then. The eight characters on the Eastern Emperor Seal and the Imperial Seal read "Received the Mandate from Heaven, Long Lived and Prospered" - he really had the Mandate from Heaven now, and was given the Mandate by the Great Emperor of Heaven!

He couldn't help but stop and stand.

At this time, there are still people on the top of the mountain. Today is the first day of the Great Tribulation Alliance. The place where the throne is located is a place for sacrifice. Just like the rules in the stove, to invite the great emperor's true spirit to come down, a similar form is required - first there must be an emperor, and this emperor is himself.

Then there must be civil and military officials. The thirty-six sects that came before were the elders of each sect, and then the two sect leaders, Mou Zhenyuan and Kong Xuan, arrived, but they both died on the first night they arrived. Therefore, some of the sect leaders who were originally planning to come here seemed to have changed their minds and no longer showed up.

Therefore, some of today's "civil and military officials" will have to be filled by other disciples of the Thirty-Six Sects, while others will have to be filled by disciples of the Sword Sect.

The work was not over after the sacrifice. Thirty-six disciples had to be selected to practice the sutras, and the names and seals of the thirty-six sects had to be re-negotiated. These things could not be completed in a day or two, and might take another half a month, so many things needed to be built on the top of the mountain.

But it hadn't been built yet. When Li Wuxiang was looking at the throne, many disciples were still busy arranging and placing things. Seeing such a large group of people coming up, they were all stunned and seemed to be at a loss for a moment.

If it were a few days ago, Li Wuxiang would have sighed in his heart when he saw this scene, thinking that the Thirty-Six Sects were a bit like a makeshift team. This matter has been planned for so long, and now that so many people have come up, the things above are almost finished. If they really fight with the Xuanjiao monks down the mountain, they will probably be defeated even if the number of people is equal.

However, now, perhaps because of the domineering aura that was gradually growing in his heart, he was too lazy to even care about such a small matter.

Because the sun had risen and was hanging above the stone throne, shining brightly like a jade plate.

Mei Qiulu saw the people on the top and frowned. She looked up at the sun on the top of the throne and said to Li Wuxiang, "Wait a moment."

She turned and walked away, and went to the crowd behind to talk to a few people. Li Wuxiang did not look back, because according to what had been agreed upon in the past few days, after reaching the top of the Great Tribulation Mountain, in a sense, the sacrifice ceremony had begun.

He knew that even in his hometown, the sacrificial rituals that had been handed down from ancient times were originally imitations of powerful forces. People in ancient times believed that the more similar the imitation was and the more devoted the body and mind were, the more likely it was to communicate with gods or powerful beings. This kind of imitation gradually became a fixed form, becoming a process such as "rhymes", "steps", and "movements", but according to Mei Qiulu, that would cause the sacrificial rituals to gradually become distorted and not achieve the desired effect.

Therefore, from the moment he, as the actor playing the role of the emperor, arrived at the top of the Great Tribulation Mountain, he should start to devote himself wholeheartedly, so that it would be easier to communicate with the Emperor Dutian Siming.

Li Wuxiang was skeptical before, thinking that relying solely on "form" as a purely superficial skill might not be effective. But after going through this, he realized that what Mei Qiulu said was true - his current feelings, which were completely opposite to his own temperament, should be the effect of this form.

This effect also made him more devoted. He could clearly hear Mei Qiulu telling several elders from the Thirty-Six Sects behind him that they should tell the group of people on the top of the mountain to stop immediately, because the sun was almost at its zenith and the time was almost up, so the arrangements on the top of the mountain could be done later and they couldn't miss the time.

But he didn't care at all what the outcome of Mei Qiulu's communication with them would be.

Today he is the emperor, the ancestor of Taoism, and the supreme being in the world. Such details are insignificant, like the breeze in his ears, and are not something he should care about.

Then he also heard the elders' responses - compared to their attitudes in the past few days, they were more respectful at this time, saying yes repeatedly, and were extremely humble, as if they had been inspired by this sacrifice and had truly become his subjects. When Mei Qiulu finished speaking and was about to turn around, Li Wuxiang heard another voice -

"Report--" The voice was drawn out, like a scout who came back in a hurry to give orders when two armies were fighting.

The voice dragged from the mountain road all the way behind Li Wuxiang. Then he heard Mei Qiulu say a few more words to the man before she walked to his side.

"The people at the foot of the mountain have retreated a little." Mei Qiulu said, "Master Li has received the mandate of heaven today. They should know how powerful we are and dare not attack us anymore."

Li Wuxiang smiled slightly in his heart, nodded, and walked forward.

He walked to the bottom of the earthen platform and realized that the disciples who were doing the final arrangements on the top of the mountain were dressed differently than usual. These people did not participate in the ritual, but only served as preparers and laborers. But even these people were not wearing the usual Taoist robes, but high hats and wide belts, which were quite ancient, and they looked like people from more than 3,000 years ago.

The earthen platform was newly built, and the soil was still slightly damp. The stone throne on the platform was also new, with a very high backrest and was built squarely. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was really hard to educate these people - he had drawn a sketch and marked the shape before, and he also selected the smartest stonemasons nearby, but even these stonemasons couldn't understand what the "Panlong Throne" meant.

But after thinking about it, maybe it was because of the sketch. He had a lot of things to do these days, and now there were powerful enemies surrounding him at the foot of the mountain - those beasts had been surrounding him for quite a while. Today, this matter was settled, and he could take advantage of the situation to wipe out those elites. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't make a mistake today, he really wanted to wait for a while.

The man called Ninth Young Master will be here soon, and it would be good if we could wait until he comes - by then, more elite beasts will gather, and after I ascend to the throne, I will be able to touch the Heavenly Way, and my cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. And with Ninth Young Master killing from the outside, the more than a hundred people on my side can really "surround" the more than three thousand outside the Great Tribulation Mountain, and it is not just a joke.

But when we talked about "encirclement" last night, no one understood what the joke meant, which was also very boring... Oh, sketch.

He took another look at the crude earthen platform and the rough throne, and sighed in his heart. He had to make the paper quickly - the sketch he drew was drawn on a sand table. The sand table was passed around a few times, so the details would be blurred. It should be that when the craftsman who was found last saw the sand table, he found that the dragon picture he drew was already blurred, and he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he carved the throne according to the pattern.

It's really troublesome. In this ignorant and barbaric world, alas, everything has to be created from scratch.

Li Wuxiang raised his foot and slowly stepped onto the earthen platform.

There are often clouds and fog on the top of Dajie Mountain. The fog was especially heavy at night these past few days. When he came up to take a look, he stood for a while and said a few words, and his face was already wet. It felt like water was almost dripping from the air.

Although the fog on the top of the mountain had dissipated today, the thick fog for several days had also soaked moisture into the earthen platform. Therefore, when he stepped on it, he felt that the soles of his feet were slightly soft, as if they were newly built. But this was a good thing - if it had been dry all the time, after more than three thousand years, I was really afraid that the steps would break as soon as I stepped on them.

He walked slowly to the top of the platform, feeling many thoughts passing through his mind like wind - like external wind - stirring up many thoughts.

However, just like when he was off the stage just now, he felt that these details were not something he should care about. He just let them stay in his mind for a while and then gradually dissipate without thinking about them.

He felt that this state of his was very good. When ordinary people told him not to think about something, he actually thought about it, but he just didn't care. But now he seemed to be able to do two things at once - one heart was only focused on the current sacrifice, and the other heart was completely empty, not caring about other inexplicable thoughts. This state might be the state of becoming an infant...

But does this count as what Senior Sister Mei mentioned before: being eager for quick success and instant benefits?

Become an infant... He walked to the throne and stood down, but did not sit down immediately. He thought about the word again: Become an infant.

Now, he suddenly didn't know whether what he did was right or not.

He felt like a monster now, a monster that had grown from small to big.

When I first came into this world, I was still small, and the magical laws and spiritual energy of this world were like a huge granary, and I was a tiny mouse. I felt that I would never be able to eat up all of it in my lifetime, ten lifetimes, or even eternity.

But he started to eat and practice. He changed from a small mouse to a big rat, and then to a giant beast.

That’s not all, he also has disciples and they are also growing into giants.

Thus, this granary that seemed endless at the beginning suddenly became smaller, putting him in a dilemma, a dilemma that a military group that had grown up through war and plunder would find itself in.

He couldn't stop, nor could he ask his disciples to stop. Otherwise, they would get hungry. They had already experienced the feeling of being full and the feeling of transcendence. If they stopped, it would backfire.

If he didn't stop, he would have to break down the granary and look for more. But he vaguely knew that there were more dangerous things beyond this. Once he started, he would grow, and his disciples would also grow - at that time, he didn't know if he would still be the biggest one.

Li Wuxiang hesitated for a moment, turned around, and slowly sat on the throne.

Today should be considered the opportunity. Things have come to this point, the situation is like this. No matter whether there will be any troubles, there is no need to think about it.

……

I don’t know why I didn’t send out the leave note last night. I’m sorry.

(End of this chapter)