Chapter 362: Xiantian 1qi Xuanshui Flag
Chapter 362: The Innate Qi Mysterious Water Flag
When Xu Qing had an epiphany, Zhenwu flicked his fingers and a ray of mysterious light burst out from his sleeves, carrying the two of them to the reincarnation passage of Lingtai Star Sea in an instant.
The rock walls in the passage, which were condensed from weak water, glowed with a faint blue light. The gurgling sound of water carried the ancient Taoist rhyme, stirring up layers of ripples in the void, and each ripple seemed to be telling the legend of ancient gods and demons.
Xu Qing's sleeves fluttered, and the Tai Chi Qiankun Circle on his waist inhaled and exhaled black and white energy, echoing the mysterious lines flowing on his forehead; opposite him, the Zhenwu Taoist robe fluttered, and the twenty-eight constellations dark patterns flickered with the rise and fall of his breath; the water droplets suspended by the Xuanshui jade pendant in his hair condensed time and space into eternal amber.
"Why did you do this, senior?" Xu Qing asked, the broken pieces of bronze mirror under his wide sleeves were slightly hot, and the cracks on the edge of the mirror exuded a trace of chaotic aura. Before he finished speaking, the weak water under his feet suddenly surged and condensed into an ancient hexagram. The patterns of Qian three links and Kun six breaks appeared on the water surface, but were swallowed up by the undercurrent in an instant, leaving only tiny ripples.
Zhenwu held the shadow of the Xuanshui flag in his palm, his starry eyes as deep as the abyss: "Not for one person, but to find a glimmer of hope for all living beings in the universe." The star patterns on his Taoist robe suddenly turned into streams of light, projecting thousands of stars on the rock wall. The handle of the Big Dipper unexpectedly rotated in the opposite direction strangely, foreshadowing that the way of heaven would change.
"To leave the Taixu Universe?" Xu Qing's fingertips ran across the mirror pattern, and the surrounding space began to show tiny spider-web-like wrinkles. A humming sound of metal friction came from the distant rock wall, as if countless ancient magical weapons were trembling in the void.
"Wrong. It's to find the real self." Zhenwu's eyes were like lightning, piercing the void, "Just like your previous life, it was essentially a practice in a dream, aren't we living in other people's dreams?" Before he finished speaking, the water curtain hanging from the top of the passage suddenly twisted, reflecting countless phantoms of Xu Qing. Each phantom was dressed in different clothes and experienced a very different life - there were scholars who studied hard and wrote yellowed books; there were knights who wielded swords to kill demons, and the blood on the sword tassel dripped onto the bluestone; there were also emperors who sat high in the temple, and the crown tassels swayed in front of the dragon throne.
Xu Qing looked calm, as if it was a matter of course: "Since there is enlightenment in dreams, there is naturally a reversal of reality and illusion. Even if we are in reality now, it may be a dream of a higher dimension. Reality and illusion are already defined."
He paused and looked into the depths of the passage, where the weak water was swirling into a whirlpool and the outline of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish was vaguely visible.
In his opinion, the standard of definition depends on the level of the definer. This is also the ultimate difficulty of practice. What you think is the end may not even be the starting point in a higher dimension. The wiser the person, the more he can understand this point, so it is lonely at the top.
Therefore, there are many humble people among those great beings. Because the higher you stand, the more you realize your own insignificance. This is the insignificance of the cosmic dimension, not the difference in power. This gap is more despairing than the difference in power.
But there was no despair in his eyes.
There are always unattainable realms and powers, but a young boy from Jiangning Prefecture doesn't need to care about what the emperor in the capital is thinking. Similarly, he doesn't need to be obsessed with the influence of higher dimensions. If you can't resist something, just go with it, understand it, and use it.
Zhenwu nodded approvingly and waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the shadow of the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace appeared in the passage. Thousands of souls seemed to be struggling in the blazing fire. "As expected, you are a dust that has been tested by the flames of the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace. Nothing can distort or change you anymore."
Xu Qing smiled and said, "Senior, you are too kind. Perhaps I am more aware of the current situation." If his former enemies heard this, they would definitely sneer. When has Xu Gongming ever known the current situation? He is clearly the most rebellious person. But Xu Qing himself knows that he has always known how to follow the general trend. The situation in Yinxu time and space involves Zhenwu, Ziwei, the Supreme Taoist Patriarch, and even the alien universe... He vaguely sensed that Sakyamuni was also one of the promoters. The establishment of a new heaven is just a part of this big chess game.
Zhenwu looked solemn, and the shadow of the Xuanshui flag suddenly enlarged and turned into a long river: "The innate Qi of the Pure Yang Patriarch and my Xuanshui flag are the key to refining the List of Conferred Gods. With this, you can confer the gods and establish an absolutely loyal team."
"What else do you need besides this?" Xu Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and the primordial demonic energy around him began to surge restlessly.
Zhenwu paused, a complex expression flashed in his eyes: "The fuel for refining the Conferred God List is... the Taichu Demon Qi in your body."
Xu Qing's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's: "As expected. I heard that the senior once wiped out the demons in the world. So, my identity as a demon is related to you?"
"No. Attaining enlightenment in a dream is actually a way to become a demon. Buddha and demons are one, and the Buddhist method of attaining enlightenment in a dream was learned from the demons." Zhenwu explained, and a painting flew out of his sleeves. On the painting, Buddha and the demon danced together. "In your previous life, you accidentally became a demon. That dream was a projection of a real universe. And the era you are in is full of material desires, and everyone is a demon, without exception."
"I don't think so. There are still good people in that world." Xu Qing recalled the memories of his previous life, those kind people who gave out porridge on the street and the heroes who saved people in the fire.
"Demons can also be kind." Zhenwu said meaningfully, and the Buddha in the scroll suddenly opened his demon eyes, "Kindness is a kind of foundation."
Xu Qing was startled, then he understood. Only with a solid foundation can one be kind. Kindness means tolerance and the ability to bear the price. Whether it is material or spiritual, one must be able to bear the price. So kind people are bullied. Unfortunately, his philosophy is not completely consistent with Zhenwu. The era of cultivation in the dream of the previous life belonged to humanity, "The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency; the way of man is to reduce the deficiency and serve the surplus." In that world, kindness often means insufficiency, and will only be constantly exploited.
Xu Qing did not continue to argue. No matter how powerful Zhenwu was, he would never stand on the side of the weak.
Being weak is wrong in itself; being strong is always right. This is the style of their kind, and Xu Qing has to follow it if he wants to gain a foothold in the Taixu Universe.
Xu Qing's eyes were as cold as stars. He stared directly at the mysterious aura flowing in Zhenwu's eyes, and said with a bow, "Since you have pointed out the mystery, I hope you will teach me the secret art of sealing the secret."
After saying this, the weak water rock wall in the reincarnation passage trembled. Countless ancient runes emerged from the rock wall, forming a huge altar pattern. Zhenwu nodded gently: "Let's start." In an instant, the Xuanshui flag in Xu Qing's body turned into the Milky Way and poured down, and the innate Qi of the Pure Yang Taoist Sect broke out of his body with golden light. The two origins twisted into the shape of a yin and yang fish in the air, stirring up a deafening dragon roar, and the sound shook the weak water at the top of the passage to fall like rain. The Tai Chi Qiankun circle floated up, and the black and white Qi turned into chains, leading the conflicting power into the fish's eyes. The two forces that are incompatible with water and fire continued to stir and blend in the yin and yang fish, gradually merging into one, and the sparks bursting from the collision condensed into ancient Taoist texts in the air.
Zhenwu flicked his finger into the void, and the black water and the golden qi collided with a bang. The weak water rock wall was immediately covered with scorch marks, revealing the dark red space-time cracks below. Countless black tentacles stretched out from the cracks, but were instantly burned by the Taichu demon qi around Xu Qing. "The Taichu demon qi needs to go against the Zhoutian. When refining the innate qi into the black water flag, the yin and yang poles should be used to open and close the heaven and earth."
As soon as he finished speaking, three jade slips flew out from his sleeves. The seal characters on them moved like living things, and each character exuded a terrifying pressure. "This is the key to ancient rituals. If you make a mistake, you will be punished by heaven."
Xu Qing turned his palms over, and the black and white lines on his forehead danced like a spirit snake. The primordial demonic energy turned into a black torrent and rushed out from all the orifices, condensing into a demonic shadow with five holy faces in the air. Each face of the demonic shadow showed a different expression, some were compassionate, some were angry, some were calm, some were crazy, and some were ferocious. The moment the demonic shadow's claws touched the Xuanshui flag, the entire space was violently distorted, the weak water rock wall collapsed inch by inch, and the roar of the ancient beast came from the cracks in time and space. The innate Qi turned into a golden chain under the erosion of the demonic energy, but Xu Qing used the Tai Chi Qiankun Circle to induce the power of yin and yang to press it into the flag. The Xuanshui flag suddenly bloomed with the light of the sun and the moon, and the ancient divine pattern appeared on the flag.
At this moment, bells and chimes rang from the direction of Tianhe Dao Sect, and the origin of the Tianhe River turned into a galaxy of composition and roared over. The shuttle of the Weaver Girl and the jade chariot of the River God could be vaguely seen in the starlight. The Pure Yang Dao Fire of the Pure Yang Dao Sect followed closely behind, and the shadow of Lu Zu refining the elixir and preaching emerged in the red flames. The two energies of water and fire collided with a bang above Xu Qing's head. In the steaming mist, the prototype of the Conferred God List loomed, and the Dao patterns on it were like tadpoles swimming, faintly matching the Zhoutian constellations. Each Dao pattern was absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth energy, becoming clearer and clearer.
"Get up!" Xu Qing shouted, shattering the void. The fragments of the bronze mirror between his eyebrows turned into streams of light and flew out. The projections of the three thousand worlds of the universe in the mirror were all injected into the list. The Taiyi Dao Seed in his dantian trembled violently, releasing the chaotic energy to wrap the list. The Xuanshui Flag turned into liquid and seeped into the paper. The innate Qi condensed into golden threads to outline the pattern of the twenty-eight constellations. The origin of the Tianhe River and the pure Yang Dao fire turned into the Tai Chi of water and fire in the list, incorporating all the laws of the universe. During the refining process, Xu Qing's consciousness seemed to enter a wonderful space, seeing the birth and destruction of countless universes, and realizing the true power contained in the List of Conferred Gods.
When the last Dao pattern was formed, the Conferred God List burst into a purple light, and thirty-six cracks were torn in the void. Countless golden chains engraved with the names of ancient gods poured down and tightly wrapped Xu Qing. An unwilling roar came from the chains, as if thousands of gods were struggling inside the list. Xu Qing's skin was bleeding from the chains, but he gritted his teeth and used the primordial magic energy to fight against the power in the chains.
"It's time to sign." Zhenwu tapped his fingertips, and the mark of the soul from the leader of the Taixu Dao Sect bloomed like a black plum blossom on the corner of the list. Guo Taiyue, the leader of the Five Elders of Tianhe, came on the stars and drew the Big Dipper map with the source of Tianhe; Changchun Zhenjun of the Chunyang Dao Sect appeared on the auspicious cloud of Taoist fire and branded the Eight Diagrams with the pure yang true fire. The three original forces flowed and blended on the list, turning into a black hole that swallowed everything, causing the entire Lingtai Star Sea to shake violently, and countless stars dimmed, and some even exploded directly.
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qing put the Conferred God List into the bronze mirror. His aura was as deep as the sea. He looked at the surging calamity clouds in the sky and said in a deep voice: "Pass the order down. A Conferred God Conference will be held in Lingtai Star Sea in three years. All living beings in the universe, whether immortals, Buddhas, demons or monsters, can come here to compete for the position of god." After that, he looked at the shadows of weapons looming in the depths of the calamity clouds: "Anyone who tries to obstruct the new heaven should be sacrificed with blood!"
Before he finished speaking, the laws of the universe in the entire Taixu universe trembled violently, countless ancient secret realms opened automatically, and the restrictions that had been sealed for eternity crumbled bit by bit. Many powerful beings who were sleeping in the Taixu universe woke up one after another, and the sound of bells and drums could be heard in the void...
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Tai Shang Dao Sect, Dan Room. The fire in the Bagua furnace was burning fiercely, and demons were captured and thrown into it from time to time. Under the blazing flames, the figure of the Tai Shang Dao Sect Master Wuji Xianzun was even more mysterious. He had a broad forehead and immortal roots, and was indeed an unparalleled Quanzhen. The cloud pattern on his Taoist robe was looming with his breathing.
Taoist Wuxiang hurried to the alchemy room and was about to ask for apology, but Immortal Wuji said first: "Wuxiang, it's not your fault that you lost the Tai Chi Qiankun Circle. This is the destiny. Even if I were here, I couldn't stop the divine thoughts left by Zhenwu and Ziwei..." His tone was dim, and his eyes looking at the Bagua furnace were filled with helplessness towards fate, and the jade ruyi in his hand trembled slightly unconsciously.
"Thank you, Sect Master, for your forgiveness. But losing the Tai Chi Universe Circle is very disadvantageous to our sect." Taoist Wuxiang said guiltily, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, wetting his Taoist bun.
Wuji Immortal Venerable sighed softly: "The loss of the Taiji Universe Circle is a disaster that our sect must have. I just didn't expect that the person's origin is actually like this..."
"Master, do you know the origin of the Supreme Demon?" Taoist Wuxiang asked in surprise, his eyes wide open with disbelief.
"When Zhenwu exorcised demons, he sent me some demons. After I refined them, a little bit of unburned ash was left. This ash was exposed to the true fire of the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace, but it did not turn into nothingness. It was even connected to our sect, which led to the loss of the Tai Chi Universe Circle." Wuji Immortal Venerable paused and continued: "The Tai Chi Universe Circle was also refined by the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace. In the final analysis, that bit of ash and the Tai Chi Universe Circle are from the same source."
Taoist Wuxiang was so shocked that he was speechless. So theoretically speaking, the essence of the Supreme Heavenly Demon was actually the ash swept out of the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace? He muttered to himself, could it be that he swept it out when he was a Taoist fireman? No one could have thought that a little ash from the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace could have such a great fortune.
Wuji Immortal Venerable had a calm expression: "Ziwei and Zhenwu are both divine geniuses. After their failure in attacking Haotian, they summed up their experience and came to a conclusion - the foundation of Haotian realm lies in the humble mortal world."
Taoist Wuxiang couldn't help but ask, "The ashes from the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace can't be considered as insignificant mortal dust, right?"
Wuji Xianzun smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "For us, it is already considered as such. In this Taixu universe, no matter how powerful an existence is, it is nothing more than dust in the eyes of higher dimensions."
"What does the sect leader plan to do next? Allow Zhenwu and Ziwei's plan to continue?" Taoist Wuxiang was still unwilling to give in.
Wuji Immortal Venerable looked at the sky outside the alchemy room, where the clouds had begun to roll, foreshadowing the coming storm. He said calmly: "Whether it is to attack the Haotian Realm or the Sanqing Realm, it is nothing but a foolish dream. The responsibility of this sect is to restart the Taixu Universe after the catastrophe ends." His eyes were deep, as if he saw the endless river of time: "No matter how big a fuss they make, it will all be in vain in the end. When the universe restarts, everything will start again. By then..." The voice faded, but the aftertaste echoed in the alchemy room for a long time.
(End of this chapter)