bookbashuk Chapter 132 Visit and Speculation
Chapter 132 Visit and Speculation
"This Li Rulong... his cultivation is becoming more and more profound. He might be about to break through to the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage, right? How can he be so fast?"
"Could there be such benefits to transforming into a demon? No, he's currently cultivating the [Bi Yue], and the Azure Bird tribe's southward migration has wreaked havoc on the land, perfectly aligning with the imagery of [Bi Yue]... His cultivation is progressing rapidly, so it makes sense..."
"Especially after that great battle, Shangyong Gate was breached, and even the Purple Mansion True Man was killed... I don't know how many demons broke through their cultivation levels... Fang Qing chatted with Qingling while secretly observing Li Rulong, and couldn't help but feel envious."
Qingha, on the other hand, was somewhat curious about how Fang Qing had risen to become the leader of the Five Bright Ones.
Unfortunately, Fang Qing always evaded the question, which made the woman feel frustrated. She had the ability to read people's minds, but when it came to dealing with Mingzi, she always felt like she was seeing things through a fog.
After several more rounds of exchange, Princess Qingha finally couldn't hold back any longer and said, "My Qingniao tribe is heading south, and your Baigudao tribe is advancing east... It's the perfect time. We can also help each other out; this is a win-win situation."
"Your Highness's kindness is deeply appreciated, and I will certainly inform my master. However, my master is currently in retreat, and we should not overstep our bounds..."
Fang Qing had no desire to participate in that incredibly brutal war in the cultivation world, so he simply went through the motions.
"Never mind..."
After a long while, Qingling got up, took Li Rulong, walked out of Wusheng Temple, and turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the distance.
Whoosh!
A strong wind was blowing.
"Li Rulong, do you recognize that person?"
The clam, with its hands behind its back as if surveying the scenery, suddenly opened its mouth.
"Indeed... Fang Shui was a martial arts master back then. He met Xiao Yao and they embarked on the path to immortality together... I never expected that things would turn out so differently, and we would meet again." Li Rulong didn't hide anything and recounted his interactions with Fang Qing in detail, then asked with some doubt, "The highest level of the White Bone Path is only at the Dao Foundation Perfection stage. Is that useful to the princess?"
"Heh heh... You don't understand the terror of the esoteric Buddhist tradition."
The green toad's expression was solemn: "That Sangji has taken in your old friend, whose destiny has reached its peak. He's probably in seclusion, comprehending the Dao of the Purple Mansion. When he emerges, he'll be a Dharma King! At that time, everyone you saw today will be a disciple or a mother of salvation... If we're exaggerating a bit, the White Bone Path will have six Purple Mansion cultivators by then! Hah... It's hard to say whether this ancient Shu land, excluding the cliffs, can even gather six Purple Mansion cultivators now..."
"How could this secret realm be like this?"
Li Rulong's pupils constricted; he was well aware of the terror of Purple Mansion cultivators.
They never expected that Fang Shui would have such an opportunity, and they couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.
Just then, Qingling's melodious voice, as clear as a silver bell, rang in his ears: "Do you... want to become a Purple Mansion?"
After seeing off Qingha and his group, Fang Qing didn't return to his seclusion. Instead, he asked Miaoshui, "We marched east, the demons marched south... we practically treated Moyun Cliff like a death trap. Are we really alright?"
Although he didn't quite understand the game between the Purple Mansions, the only things Moyun Cliff had lost before were a bunch of vassal and subordinate Purple Mansions.
The true direct descendants should exist.
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The Bluebird Clan's eagerness was so undisguised, it was as if the one on [Di Tu] had already fallen.
"Of course not... It's just that the demon race is different from us. We only need incense offerings and good fortune... With the White Bone Path's strength, we can barely cultivate Xituo County... Only when the master is promoted can we advance eastward at will."
Miao Shui smiled and said, "But the demon race wants more..."
As she laughed, her smile gradually froze: "I once heard my master say that among the eight tribes of the demon race on Falling Phoenix Mountain, almost every tribe has a powerful demon at the Purple Mansion level behind it, and the Azure Bird tribe is currently the most terrifying in strength. The demon behind it has probably already reached the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion level..."
"You don't actually think that the great demon of the Purple Mansion is doing this to break through to the next level, just to fulfill some kind of ritual, or even to collect blood essence and resources... to obtain the Gold rank, do you?"
Fang Qing looked at Miao Shui suspiciously: "In the past eight thousand five hundred years, no one has ever successfully attained enlightenment... Could there be a demon that is so foolish?" "Let Mingzi know that although no one has attained Buddhahood or Bodhisattvahood in recent times, the pursuit of the Golden Rank has been a constant occurrence!" Miao Shui replied solemnly.
"Repeatedly? If failing to attain enlightenment means death, are there any witnesses to prove it?"
Fang Qing chuckled, then felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled the immense terror he had witnessed in the world.
"Only those in the highest positions, above the gold rank, can command the Purple Palace."
"In this vast world, among the many seekers of gold, is it because their hearts are set on seeking the Dao as firm as iron, or are they forced into it? Or perhaps it is a combination of both?" Cultivating the Purple Mansion and proving the Dao to become gold might be a way to test whether there is anyone above the Gold Position, or what the state of the Gold Position Master is. With this thought in mind, Fang Qing dared not say anything more.
He feared that some great terror might suddenly descend and annihilate his family...
Inside a sealed room.
Sangji watched as Fang Qing set up another array within his own array, and immediately knew what crucial matter they were about to discuss.
"Sanji... The Bluebird Tribe has sent someone to make contact."
Fang Qing recounted the recent events and wanted to hear this person's opinion.
After all, how could Miao Shui Ming Fei possibly know as much as Sang Ji?
"This... the Bluebird Tribe is not thinking about consolidating the Northern Xuan County, but instead wants to expand their gains... it does seem to be willing to pay any price."
Sangji speculated, "The fact that they sent people over there may not be because they really want to contact my White Bone Path, but rather to make a show of things to the Secret Treasury Domain... If the Dharma Kings are interested, they will naturally add to the stakes."
"Oh? What do you think?"
Fang Qing sat cross-legged, his expression dark and uncertain.
"That peak Purple Mansion Great Demon of the Azure Bird Tribe cultivates the [Bi Yue 1]... [Bi Yue] is responsible for causing chaos in the world. To obtain this Golden Position, great chaos is needed... That makes sense."
Sangji said, "However, causing chaos in the ancient Shu region is probably not enough, it's far too much of a stretch... Perhaps it's just a cover-up. These peak Purple Mansion demons have minds as deep as the sea. Whether it's causing chaos in the ancient Shu region or even contacting the White Bone Path... it might all be a facade to cover up their true purpose."
"As for more... this humble monk does not cultivate the [Bi Yue] technique, so I cannot discern it..."
Fang Qing nodded: "Alright... By the way, in recent history, has there really never been a successful investor in the financial sector?"
"No!"
Sangji clasped his hands together: "This humble monk once went to the Great Snow Mountain and studied at the Great Sun Revolving Temple, where I read the Tripitaka... This sutra records all the cultivators who have attained the Golden Realm since ancient times. You should know that when one attains the Golden Realm, Heaven and Earth resonate, and the Great Dao resounds. It cannot be hidden no matter how you try... But among them, there is not a single one who has achieved the status of a True Lord of the Immortal Path, or a Buddha in his present life, or a Demon Saint..."
"Eight thousand years have witnessed this path; how many heroes and villains have perished along it?"
Fang Qing felt oppressed by the heavy weight of history and couldn't help but sigh softly.
He suddenly had a thought and asked, "What about the intervals? Were the number of speculators the same in every period of these eight thousand years?"
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Sangji recalled for a moment. After all, he was a Dao Foundation cultivator with powerful spiritual sense. He calculated the result in a few breaths and his expression changed instantly: "Your Excellency is indeed insightful. About four thousand years ago in the near ancient calendar, roughly every two or three hundred years, one person at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm would meet the conditions and become a Gold Saint..." "After four thousand years in the near ancient calendar, one person becomes a Gold Saint every one or two hundred years."
"In the last thousand years, there have been frequent reports of people attaining enlightenment... It has only been a few decades since the last time..." Sangji's eyes widened as he thought of this.
"Have the eminent monks of the Tantric region been frequently receiving Buddhist decrees in the last thousand years?"
Fang Qing looked at Sangji, who nodded with difficulty.
"With guidance from someone of the highest rank, one's cultivation naturally advances by leaps and bounds..."
He muttered to himself, a strange sense of urgency creeping in: "Judging from this situation... those above the gold rank are gradually recovering, hence the increased probing?"
After waving Sangji away, Fang Qing sat cross-legged, silently sorting out his thoughts.
"To truly enjoy life in this world and constantly climb higher, one must perhaps delve into archaeology..."
He didn't even dare to write it down; he could only mentally tally it up:
"The history of this world can be roughly divided into three stages: the Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, and the Modern Era..."
"In the primordial era, the positions of the Dao were obscured... Ultimately, the twelve Daoists of the Great Sun, Metal, and Fire were the first to successfully attain the Metal position, seizing control of the twelve [Yearly] authority..." "Then came the ancient era, where the Daoist lineages of Taiyin, Water, Wood, and Earth each had powerful beings of the Metal position. True Lords walked the earth, clashing and falling among themselves... The Great Sage Bi Yue Wu of the demon race even killed two [Yearly]... "
"In the late ancient period, after the last [Fang Ri] True Lord attained enlightenment, many True Lords either fell into a deep sleep due to serious injuries or went into seclusion... It wasn't until the last thousand years that they gradually became active again... Perhaps it's because they have been recuperating for thousands of years and their injuries have gradually improved?"
"But there are many errors in my summary... and many things that are difficult to explain."
"For example, in ancient times, since [Bi Yue] swallowed [Wei Huo] and [Kang Jin]... why hasn't the position of [Zhi Sui] changed? Is it possible that once the position was set in the primordial era, it couldn't be changed?"
"But after attaining enlightenment, how should one continue one's spiritual practice?"
Fang Qing shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips. "I'm overthinking things... I should focus on becoming a [Ji Shui] Purple Mansion first... However... in the last thousand years, those above the Gold rank have become increasingly active, which isn't a good sign, especially for those aspiring to reach the Gold rank. And what about the Master of the Corpse Forest? Why is Duchi in such poor condition?"
"In short... we still can't be careless, we have to be careful! If we think that the True Lord of this world rarely takes action and go off recklessly... we'll definitely be courting death!"
"After all, while my divination skills are invincible in the Little Ocean, in this wretched place, not only are there many who can predict the future, but they are also far from being able to calculate anything above the highest level... Being too superstitious about divination results can easily lead you into a dead end."
Thinking back to the scene at Yanbo Paradise last time, Fang Qing couldn't help but feel lingering fear.
But then he thought of the slovenly Taoist priest.
Now, through Sangji, we know that the slovenly Taoist's Taoist name is "Sanji," and he cultivates [Stomach Earth]... He has obtained the Taoist lineage of the Kitchen God, but he is not from the Purple Mansion of the demon race. Instead, he is considered a lone cultivator.
"In the blessed land last time, I wonder who ended up with that wisp of the Kitchen God's divine essence?"