Free Web Novel“Brother Li, if you don’t want it, just give it to me. It’s a pity to throw it away.”
Murong Xiao quickly bent down to pick up the album, dusting it off.
Then, he looked up and met Li Mo’s suspicious gaze.
Brother Murong, you make me feel like I don’t know you.
So, you came specifically to buy this thing from the start?
Murong Xiao chuckled, “I’ve been studying Buddhist martial arts recently.”
“And then?”
Li Mo was confused.
The Golden Bell Shield is indeed a Buddhist martial art, requiring practice with Buddhist principles.
Is that why you came to buy the Imperial Uncle’s book?
Murong Xiao explained with a serious face:
“Buddhist scriptures say that form is emptiness and emptiness is form. As long as one’s mind is clear, even a beautiful woman appears as a skeleton.”
“If you don’t experience temptation, how can you ignore temptation? If I don’t go to Hell, who will go to Hell?”
“Therefore, I’ve decided to severely challenge my own weakness!”
“......”
Li Mo fell into deep thought.
Is 'form is emptiness' understood like that?
Is ‘six roots pure’ achieved like that?
But it seemed to make sense, he couldn’t refute it.
Unable to figure it out, Li Mo could only nod and say, “Alright, remember to return it to me after you’re done.”
“Understood, Brother Li, farewell.”
Murong Xiao happily accepted the album.
He was about to go back and challenge his weakness when Li Mo’s instruction came from behind him:
“By the way, Brother Murong, your understanding of the Dao of Buddhism, just keep it to yourself. Don’t go spreading it everywhere.”
“Ah? Why?”
“I’m afraid if it reaches the Buddhist sects, the Great Masters will come to challenge your weakness regarding the precepts of killing.”
......
Main Peak Ancestral Hall.
The Ancestral Hall was located in the center of the mountain peak, and its security was especially strict. Ying Bing followed several Elders, traversing a very long path before finally arriving.
Midway, Ying Bing felt the fluctuations of an Yi Soul scanning several times.
The power of the Qingyuan Sect was definitely more than just the Elders on the surface.
A moment later, the group arrived in front of a large gate, where a drowsy old man sat.
“Senior Martial Uncle.”
Shangguan Wencang greeted him respectfully with clasped hands.
“Oh, Wen Yuan, it’s been a long time. What makes you willing to come see an old man like me?”
The old man awoke as if from a dream, opening his cloudy old eyes.
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Shangguan Wencang said with a wry smile.
“Oh, oh, you’re Wencang... My memory is failing.”
The old man patted the back of his head and asked, “You’ve come for...”
“To bring the True Disciple, Ying Bing, to meet the ancestors.”
Shangguan Wencang took out the Sect Master Token.
“True Disciple...”
The old man’s gaze passed over the Elders and landed on Ying Bing, who stood silently. A glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
“Good, good, good...”
He praised her several times before taking the token and combining it with the token in his own hand.
The combined token was inserted into the center of the gate, and this heavy ancient gate, adorned with Xuanbird patterns, slowly opened.
Ying Bing looked up, her gaze slightly narrowed.
In her previous life, she had never been to this place.
What met her eyes were Bronze Pillars supporting the dome, similar in style to what she had seen in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm. What was enshrined within were birds imbued with a profound sense of ancientness.
They all stood on a section of the Bronze Divine Tree.
Because of this, in a trance, she felt as if they were still alive, their divine charm vibrant.
Whoosh—
Candles lit spontaneously, illuminating the Divine Tree.
“This is the Tianyun Dao Artifact of Great Shang...”
“To be precise, it’s a part of it.”
Shangguan Wencang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Bronze Tree, which shimmered with divine radiance. He sighed softly, “You are destined to take over my burden in the future, and it’s time for you to know some things.”
“The figures on this Divine Tree are the imprints of the Yi Souls of the former Great Shang Imperial Family’s powerhouses.” freewēbnoveℓ.com
“You must be very curious why this object is here.”
Shangguan Wencang’s eyes flickered.
After a pause, he continued:
“Our Qingyuan Ancestral Master was both a meritorious minister who followed the Great Yu Dynasty’s Dragon and the last imperial family member of Great Shang.”
“After she helped Emperor Wu pacify the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, she did not accept any rewards. Instead, she returned to Ziyang Prefecture, the former capital of the Great Shang Dynasty, to guard the spirits of her ancestors.”
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“The Dashang Royal Mausoleum.”
Listening to Shangguan Wencang’s detailed explanation.
Many of the Nine Peaks of the current Qingyuan Sect were simply descendants of Great Shang’s former officials.
Ying Bing’s delicate brows furrowed, and she re-examined the Bronze Divine Tree.
It was strangely wonderful.
Ancientness, splendor, decay, and exquisite craftsmanship could all be manifested in the same object.
She noticed a clear empty space at the top of the Divine Tree.
This place should have been guarded by a hundred birds, it shouldn’t have been empty.
Shangguan Wencang seemed to know her confusion and said:
“That was supposed to be where the Ancestral Master left her Yi Soul imprint, but she later went to the Imperial City and never returned.”
“Therefore, the form of the Golden Crow remained vacant.”
“The Yi Soul imprints on it are all extreme forms, obscure and profound. You have a heavy responsibility and a long journey ahead. Study them carefully.”
Shangguan Wencang, throughout his entire life, had only comprehended one, which was the Brutal Sparrow Devouring Dragon form.
Condensing the forms of a hundred birds and gathering the Phoenix God—this was the path left by the Ancestral Master.
He had always thought this was a fantasy in his lifetime.
It wasn't until Ying Bing appeared that he saw a glimmer of hope.
After Ying Bing followed Shangguan Wencang in paying respects to the Divine Tree.
She then walked step by step closer to the broken Bronze Divine Tree.
“Little Bing’er, this Divine Tree is profoundly majestic, you cannot directly...”
Xue Jing had just spoken when Shangguan Wencang stopped him with a look.
“Sect Master, these Yi Soul imprints were all left by the Great Shang Imperial Family, and their wills still remain within them.”
Xue Jing said anxiously.
Those wills belonged to the most esteemed powerhouses.
Every will was unyielding and extremely arrogant.
Little Bing’er has just begun to observe the spirits. If she walks up like this, she might be harmed by the wills...
“Let’s observe first.”
Shangguan Wencang remained calm, narrowing his eyes to watch.
He saw Ying Bing standing before the Divine Tree, her black hair and robes gently swaying, like a snow lotus standing in the wind.
Her cold gaze, however, remained unwavering, as if the vast aura did not exist at all.
She seemed even taller than the Divine Tree.
Thump-thump—
Like a heartbeat, the broken Divine Tree suddenly released waves of resonance.
A Azure Luan at the upper end actually ‘came alive.’
The Azure Luan flapped its wings and descended, its trajectory leaving a mysterious trail in the Void Realm, seemingly transcending space and time.
It stood before Ying Bing and bowed in salute.
“Azure Luan...”
Ying Bing fell into a state of enlightenment.
According to this Yi Soul form, she began to sculpt her own Yi Soul.
Immediately after.
Various bird Yi Soul forms actively flew down from the branches.
Buzz—
A supreme aura flowed around Ying Bing, as if she were a true Phoenix receiving homage.
In the ethereal realm, heavenly sounds seemed to flow, their echoes lingering.
Xue Jing’s eyes widened, almost thinking he was seeing an illusion.
The other Elders all had similar expressions.
They were numb.
