bookbashuk Chapter 209 The Mystery of Pangu's Fate
Chapter 209 The Mystery of Pangu's Fate
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Sunlight shines brightly.
The Celestial Lord, Dongwanggong, trembled, and his three corpses left his body, yet he remained the center of attention.
The heavenly secrets revealed that Kunpeng was defeated, the cultivation history recorded that the demon master was no match for him, and those below the Great Luo Golden Immortal level knew that the Carefree Heavenly Venerable had been defeated and fled for his life.
The Eastern King's face darkened, gradually becoming extremely ugly. The feeling of being forcibly taken over and losing his freedom was very unpleasant.
When he was at the top of the Heavenly Dao, he was constantly assimilated. When he was at the top of the True Saint, he felt slightly better, but he still could not accept being controlled.
Kunpeng's Freedom Dao attack and Xiaoyao Tianzun's Freedom Dao attack are now striking the heart of the Celestial Court's Lord.
What kind of master of the Celestial Court is he? He's clearly a puppet of the immortal path.
If you rely on the Heavenly Dao to sever your third corpse, you will have to pay a corresponding price: the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Dao True Saint can control the third corpse at any time.
The Eastern King could not accept this reality, but he was helpless. He looked up at the sky and remained silent for a long time.
Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain in the Western Wilderness
The peerless beauty of Hongyun, a being favored by destiny, whispered: "Isn't it a bit much to manipulate the fate of all living beings at will?"
The Ancestor of Earthly Immortals was greatly alarmed and immediately used the ginseng fruit to seal Hongyun's mouth. The Ancestor of Earthly Immortals exclaimed in horror, "Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say! Don't complain!"
Red Cloud, his robes fluttering, stood upright in a crimson gourd, drinking and joking: "Hehehe, Zhen Yuanzi, don't be afraid. Anyway, I'm going to die sooner or later, so I can still grumble a bit."
"What? You're going to die? That's impossible! With your luck, you're more than capable of turning misfortune into good fortune. It's impossible for you to suffer a calamity."
"Zhen Yuanzi, Zhen Yuanzi, didn't you see the True Saint's methods just now? Although I cultivate the Dao of Destiny, I don't control destiny, yet I've always been incredibly lucky."
The ancestor of the Earthly Immortals was taken aback. He had long harbored doubts, but since he did not understand the Dao of Fortune, he did not delve into it.
Now that Hongyun had reminded him, Zhen Yuanzi pondered deeply and soon looked at his old friend with concern!
It's terrifying that a powerful being could make a Primordial Golden Immortal forget their doubts and take action; such a being could only be a Heavenly Dao expert or a True Saint.
Zhen Yuanzi felt very frustrated, his doubts were all overshadowed, and he couldn't even think about them.
It's understandable that other True Saints would intervene, but why didn't the Dao Ancestor explain? He seemed too lazy to bother with the Immortal Primordial Golden Immortal.
Hongyun patiently analyzed: "The Path of Fortune is one of the Three Thousand Great Paths, and it should alternate between good fortune, bad fortune, and ordinary fortune. But I have been enjoying good fortune all along, so I cannot sever the Three Corpses. This is just a temporary price I have paid for my good fortune."
Zhen Yuanzi swallowed hard and asked, "Can you possibly resolve this?"
"I recently realized the reason: my good fortune was not something I was born with and could continue, but rather something imposed upon me."
"Is forcing good fortune upon you not harming you?"
Hongyun sighed and explained, "Fate is predetermined. Since I am currently enjoying great fortune, there must be other beings whose fortune has been cut off and then transferred to me. This is in accordance with the laws of fate."
Zhen Yuanzi asked in shock, "You mean, the seventy percent of Kunpeng's fate that was just severed has been transferred to you?"
Hongyun replied bitterly, "Yes, and I used it all up, because ever since Kunpeng offended the True Saint, he has had 70% of his luck cut off. The Nine Heavens True Saint, the Ancestral Dragon True Saint, the Dao Ancestor, and the Demon Ancestor all had it."
"No wonder Kunpeng has the worst luck among those of the same realm. Even with the resources he gains through his strength, he can only climb to the middle position. The Freedom Path and the Carefree Path are also targeted because of their conflict with the Heavenly Path and the True Saints over the Great Dao."
Hongyun sighed, "Therefore, all the powerful beings have their luck diminished before they fall, and the diminished luck is transferred to me! Because if a being's luck doesn't diminish, then he won't die, and he can turn misfortune into good fortune even in dire straits."
"Then you won't die. You'll always be blessed with good fortune and live on forever."
"Zhen Yuanzi, as I've said before, the true meaning of fate is that good fortune, ordinary fortune, and bad fortune inevitably alternate. My period of good fortune has lasted too long, so when ordinary fortune arrives, I will be severely injured, and when bad fortune strikes, I will die!"
Zhen Yuanzi fell silent instantly, staring intently at Hongyun.
Since one focuses on cultivating one's luck, is it impossible to change the major calamities that occur during periods of bad luck?
Hongyun explained with great bitterness that his good fortune was initially innate, but later he thought that he could stay in the good fortune stage by cultivating his luck.
Therefore, when good fortune comes their way, they squander it recklessly and interfere in all kinds of cause and effect.
Slay the good corpse, slay the evil corpse; all breakthroughs are aided by good fortune.
Now that I understand the key point, the transferred fortune will eventually have to be repaid, and then bad luck will surely follow.
Zhen Yuanzi tried his best to comfort him: "It's alright. You've always been kind to others and have accumulated a lot of good karma. Although it might be considered extravagant, you've also left behind a lot of good relationships, so there's bound to be a chance for survival."
Hongyun nodded and said, "It's an instinctive reaction to good fortune, but it's still dangerous. When the good karma I've accumulated becomes too great to repay, it may end because of that good karma."
"Oh, no way! If you've done him a great favor, even if he can't repay it, he shouldn't kill you..."
At the same time
At the summit of Mount Sumeru
Jieyin looked distressed as he continued to analyze the True Saint's combat power and methods in the prehistoric world.
Zhunti retorted unwillingly, "They're leaving already? Don't they explain why they manipulated the Celestial Court's ruler like a puppet?"
Jieyin rebuked, "Junior brother, what explanation do you want? Can't you see or understand what Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is saying and doing? All those below the True Saint level are ants."
"But Kunpeng didn't die, so how could he be an ant?"
"Alas, you are foolish. Kunpeng briefly became a Quasi-Saint, yet he could challenge a True Saint, hence his immortality. As for you and me, we have merely severed two or three corpses; how could we be worthy of an explanation from a True Saint!"
"But, but we are true saint seeds, naturally different from ordinary Primordial Golden Immortals."
"Bah! As long as one hasn't ascended to a higher position, there's not much difference between them and an ordinary Quasi-Saint. If they can't possess the combat power of a Sub-Saint, their life and death still rest in the hands of a True Saint!"
then
The primordial chaos and golden immortals were all quiet; no one dared to provoke the celestial court, and no living being dared to challenge the true saints.
As a result, Dongwanggong was greatly affected and has been in seclusion ever since his identity was stolen, intending to resolve the hidden danger of the third corpse.
All the quasi-saints were considering several questions: Could they challenge the true saints within the primordial world? Could they escape?
It seems that only the Great Immortal Yangmei can challenge the True Saint, and only the Kunpeng can escape from the True Saint's clutches!
Immortal Primordial Chaos tacitly went into seclusion, ignoring all actions of the Heavenly Dao and the True Saints towards the Primordial World. Immortal Primordial Chaos only hoped to cultivate to the level of a Quasi-Saint as soon as possible.
Time is merciless
Time passed quietly, and the long years allowed the primordial world to become accustomed to the rule of the Celestial Court.
When the Kunpeng reappears in Baiyujing
Nuwa personally invited Kunpeng to discuss the Dao, and the discussion took place in the Fire Cloud Cave in the Southern Wilderness.
Fuxi himself played the zither, interfering with the secrets of heaven. The benevolent Qingdi asked in a deep voice, "Since you are now free and at ease, why return to the primordial world?"
Kunpeng countered, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, what do you think is the true meaning of freedom and unrestrained living?"
Fuxi remained silent, while Kunpeng leisurely explained, "It is strength. Only the strong can roam freely. In the known chaos, who is the strongest?"
Nuwa replied in a deep voice, "It is Pangu."
Fuxi suddenly realized, "Instead of pursuing the unknown powerful, it is better to pursue the known powerful beings. The primordial world was created by Pangu. Although the great god Pangu has perished, getting close to the primordial world is equivalent to getting close to the great god Pangu."
Kunpeng nodded, then asked in return, "Fuxi, how do you know that the great god Pangu has truly perished?"
Fuxi asked in astonishment, "Hmm, this is the consensus of the primordial world, is it still worth doubting?"
Kunpeng sighed softly, "We can't even fully comprehend the True Saints, so how could we possibly have a consensus on the Great God Pangu!"
Fuxi remained silent, while Nuwa pondered for a long time before saying, "Our consensus is indeed unreliable; the concept of death may not be suitable for describing the great god Pangu."
(End of this chapter)