Looking horizontally, it becomes a ridge; viewed from the side, it becomes a peak. Far or near, high or low, each is different.

The same person is not entirely the same in the eyes of different people.

A big example is “that one’s hero, my one’s enemy.” A close example is the good junior brother in Jing Li’s eyes, and the former Wu An Hou in Bo Wang Hou’s eyes.

After various experiences entering the Floating Land world, Xi Ming saw the style of a famous general.

As for now, he finally recognizes what a hegemonic country’s duke or marquis is.

Oh, I need to add the word “former.”

“You seem to understand Tai Xu Zhen Jun very well?” Xi Ming asked lightly.

“Actually, I don’t understand him. I’ve only heard some hearsay and contacted the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, that’s all,” Jiang Wang said. “But that doesn’t prevent me from respecting that old gentleman.”

“You understand respect,” Xi Ming said.

Jiang Wang smiled, dispelling the somber atmosphere of Jing Li reciting sutras inside the stone cave. “To be honest, for this kind of absolute peak existence, I also have curiosity in my heart. Xi brother, if you have any insights, feel free to tell me.”

Xi Ming also wasn’t reserved, opening his mouth with a biography: “Xu Yuan Zhi, learned the dao at age three, mastered the classics at age nine. At thirteen, he mistakenly entered the imperial lecture hall and debated classics, debated law, debated dao, winning against famous scholars three times. He discussed Confucianism in two articles, debated Moism in three articles, completing them in one go, and the sect master praised him.

Attendees all sighed: ‘Was he also born knowing this?’

At fifteen, he already felt his body and mind were sufficient, so he swallowed a pill to open his meridians and formally cultivated.

By the time he reached adulthood, he was already the foremost among the various branches of the Dao Gate, with no opponent in the same realm.

Divine and clear, he then cleared himself, went out and sought the dao in the world. He saw the wise and had to discuss with them, without contending for victory or defeat. He obtained methods and had to implement them, not being stingy with inheritance. At that time, people publicly recognized him as the first in eloquence, the first in dao law, and the first in divine presence.

He began to realize that dao is not its dao.

So he returned and discussed the dao with the palm master, talking for three days.

The details within are not known by people.

But from then on, he left Yu Jing Mountain and wandered the world.

When he reappeared in people’s vision, he was already a contemporary true man.

At that time, he was thirty-nine years old, and he himself said, ‘Not confused already!’

Thus, he established the Tai Xu Sect and was called the teaching ancestor.

That year was Dao Calendar one three five zero.”

Obtaining methods and implementing them, not being stingy with inheritance, this kind of broad pattern also extended into the Tai Xu Illusion Realm. Finally, it became the foundation of a vast torrent.

Jiang Wang was very familiar with the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, and he had also contacted people from the Tai Xu Sect before.

At this time, he couldn’t help but sigh: “Tai Xu Zhen Jun is indeed legendary… Originally, the Tai Xu Sect was established over two thousand five hundred years ago.”

Xi Ming said: “Among the great sects in the world, its history is not long. Its inheritance foundation all relies on him alone supporting it.”

Jiang Wang said: “He alone is enough.”

Xi Ming thought for a moment, and finally said: “Indeed, he alone is enough.”

Among the great sects in the world that are often recorded for tens of thousands of years, the Tai Xu Sect is indeed not considered to have a long history. It still cannot compare with the Blood River Sect, let alone compare with Giant City.

But when people in the world discuss the Tai Xu Sect, no one will treat it as a small sect or a minor household. Precisely because of the existence of Tai Xu Zhen Jun!

His eloquence was unmatched, but he remained silent for many years.

His dao law was world-class, but he secluded himself for many years and did not go out.

He originated from the Dao Gate but had already formed his own system, ascended to the absolute peak, yet no longer stepped into the human world.

He did not step into the human world, yet his legend was everywhere in the human world.

Now the Tai Xu Illusion Realm has spread throughout the world, and the influence of the Tai Xu Sect directly rivals the major prominent schools.

There is already a small voice spreading—in the future prominent schools of the world, outside of “Dao, Confucianism, Buddhism, Military Strategy, Mohism,” a “Xuan” word needs to be added!

Xuan means the learning of Tai Xu, departing from Dao but different from Dao. With Xu Yuan Zhi’s authored “Tai Xuan Chapter” as the outline of thought, it thus became the words of a school. Along with the expansion of the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, it was recognized by more and more people.

If this “Xuan” word really leaps to become one of the prominent schools of the world, Xu Yuan Zhi will surpass the absolute peak and directly rival the Confucian Ancestor and the Law Ancestor!

Saying that he, born in Dao Calendar one three one one, is the most genius human race since the new start of the Dao Calendar is still debatable, but adding “one of” is undoubtedly true. And once Xuan learning becomes a prominent school, removing “one of” is also beyond doubt!

Jiang Wang curiously said: “Xi brother, a descendant of the Mo family, how are you so familiar with the life of Tai Xu Ancestor Master?”

Xi Ming calmly said: “Because Xu Yuan Zhi and our Mo family have deep origins.”

Jiang Wang understood and said: “That year he was thirteen, he debated three articles on Mohism, so it can be seen that he studied Mohism knowledge.”

“I’m not talking about that,” Xi Ming said. “In Dao Calendar one nine nine nine, Xu Yuan Zhi once came to our door, asking for the dao from our sect’s previous generation giant. They first discussed the dao, then performed the dao, then fought with law. Like this, three meetings.”

The previous generation giant of the Mo family, before the Copper Stink Zhen Jun Qian Jin Hua… Rao Xian Sun!

Xu Yuan Zhi and Rao Xian Sun.

One is the creator of a new learning, the founding ancestor of an emerging sect; one is the leader of a prominent school of world governance, inheriting the leader of the ancient Giant City.

Such two existences placed together naturally have the dazzling charm of a meteor collision.

Making today’s Jiang Wang also involuntarily yearn for it, regretting that he couldn’t witness it personally.

He asked: “What was the result?”

This segment of history had never been mentioned before. Both the Tai Xu Sect and the Mo Gate did not publicize it. Such a wonderful duel, buried in time, is truly a pity.

Xi Ming said: “Discussing dao had no result, performing dao had no result, fighting with law in outer heaven is not known by the world’s people.”

Jiang Wang sighed: “It’s truly a regret that I couldn’t see it personally.”

“Although the specific process is unknown, this discussion of dao obviously had a great impact on our sect’s previous generation giant,” Xi Ming continued. “In the third year, which is Dao Calendar one nine nine five, the previous generation giant only began to fully promote the ‘Enlighten God Plan’.”

Almost leading to the complete decline of the Mo family, leading to Rao Xian Sun’s resignation, which can completely be called a failure, but also truly created the Enlighten God Plan of “Ming Gui” and the other three venerable true man puppets!

The Enlighten God Plan unexpectedly only began in Dao Calendar one nine nine five?

This grand plan has experienced the rise and fall of the Mo Gate, spanned two generations of giants, and has now lasted nearly two thousand years.

“Getting off track,” Xi Ming said. “Tai Xu Zhen Jun said, ‘Mountains and rivers in a basin scene, the world in palm lines.’ He has the qualification to say this. He also truly constructed the Tai Xu Illusion Realm, letting a virtual world accommodate countless people active inside, with billions of births and deaths occurring moment by moment… Aren’t you thinking why I would mention this sentence of Tai Xu Zhen Jun?”

“Why?” Jiang Wang asked.

Dense ink ants crawled over, almost sealing the cave and also swallowing the overflowing sound.

“Don’t you feel strange about these rock paintings?” Xi Ming said. “They say that in the barbaric period, the Floating Land world was full of evil ghosts. The human race in this realm fled everywhere, finally gathering in Saint Hunt Mountain, thus becoming the origin of the Floating Land human race… Do those evil ghosts actually belong to the Floating Land or not?”

Jiang Wang frowned, casually creating a sound blank area in the ink ants, and then separated another layer.

Now, even if they beat the Kui Niu drum here, no one would hear it.

Xi Ming continued: “In our present world, there may not be any prohibition that doesn’t allow demon races to enter Saint Prohibition, nor any natural prohibition against the human race or the sea race. Heaven’s will is impartial, not caring who you are. Could the Floating Land world be partial to the human race? What about those evil ghosts that spread savagery and surrounded Saint Mountain in the barbaric period? Is the Floating Land world partial to evil ghosts? What about the Saint Prohibition that doesn’t allow evil ghosts up the mountain?”

Jiang Wang listened and understood: “You mean to say that the history of the Floating Land world is not natural. These rock paintings reflect an abnormal history. There exists some will that is interfering with the process of history. Even say, He is viewing the world in his palm, looking at mountains and rivers in a bonsai, dominating the evolution of this world.”

Xi Ming extended his index finger and inserted it straight into the rock wall, feeling the mountain body in this way: “From the rock paintings, it can be seen that in the barbaric period, evil ghosts occupied the Floating Land world, even surrounding Saint Hunt Mountain and treating the Floating Land human race as raised blood food. In this situation, I really cannot think of how the Floating Land human race could turn over, go down the mountain, and proliferate civilization.”

Jiang Wang also said: “The legends of the ancestors of each department of Floating Land are all about the first mouthful of water, the first basin of fire, the first dance, and so on. There are no legends about struggles with evil ghosts. The historical materials are very neat and tidy. There is a huge gap in this.”

“So…” Xi Ming asked: “Where did the evil ghosts of this world go?”

This was undoubtedly a problem worth deep thought, and the two people were silent for a time.

Jing Li monk silently finished reciting the sutra, like waking up from a dream: “What are you all doing?”

He was such a focused person.

Facing an ancient rock painting, reciting sutras to resolve karma for sins from who knows how many tens of thousands of years ago – this is simply not something a normal monk would think of doing.

Because it is completely meaningless.

For the living and for the dead, it is the same.

But he saw, he thought, and he just did it. And he was focused and devout.

He was originally not a person who cared about meaning.

The silence of sound was broken, and Jiang Wang hooked Jing Li’s shoulder: “Finished reciting the sutra, feel a bit better?”

Jing Li hummed.

Jiang Wang embraced him and walked: “Let’s go in and take a look. You adjust the light a bit brighter.”

Jing Li silently increased the brightness of the Buddha light behind his head, brightening it so much that Xi Ming, who was following behind, all turned his head slightly, finding it a bit dazzling.

This stone cave was originally hidden deep in the mountain body, dug out by Jing Li who brushed away the dust of time.

But besides the successive rock paintings, there were no other special places. All were some stone axes, fire pits, and so on, nothing worth mentioning. Perhaps in ancient times, this was a relatively large tribe’s residence, having had a short period of ignorant glory, but it had also become history.

“Speaking of which, where is Bai Yu Xia?” Jiang Wang suddenly asked.

Jing Li shook his head.

Xi Ming also shook his head: “Not in the contact range of the ink ants.”

Xi Ming and Jing Li both found useful clues, but Bai Yu Xia had no movement at all.

Given this fellow’s glorious history, Jiang Wang felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurriedly wore out the outside of the mountain cave, operating the Descend Outer Dao Vajra Thunder Sound.

“Bai Yu Xia!”

“Bai Yu Xia!”

The sound transmitted to the four wilds, covering the majestic mountain.

Ear Immortal was also fully alert, capturing clues.

Not long after, a response was indeed captured.

“Here I am!”

Xi Ming and Jing Li, along with Jiang Wang, followed the sound, only to see Bai Yu Xia, in tattered clothes and a dirty face, flying over shakily.

Although there were several injuries on his body, they were fortunately not fatal. He just looked a bit wretched.

This was the first injured case among the various members of the early repair society of Bai Yu Jing in the Floating Land world!

“What happened to you?” Jiang Wang asked. “Did you discover Ao Kui?”

Xi Ming said: “If he encountered Ao Kui, would he still be able to come back?”

“What kind of broken mountain is this, with too many traps! Do these people of the Floating Land want to harm someone to death?” Bai Yu Xia was indignant. “I walked less than a hundred steps and hit twenty-three traps! There were all kinds of totems, and they were still hidden very tightly, simply impossible to guard against!”

He sized up the three of Jiang Wang: “None of you encountered any?”

Then he himself said ‘tsk’: “Golden body and jade marrow are just good, ah.”

Xi Ming said: “Is it possible that only you encountered traps?”

Bai Yu Xia smiled, lacking the energy to argue. This was fundamentally impossible. Four people came to Saint Hunt Mountain simultaneously and went in four directions… Such a big mountain, how could only I, someone named Bai, step into a pit?

Jiang Wang was thoughtful: “A place where the Floating Land people have set up so many traps must have some key significance.”

He asked: “Where were you just now?”

“On the west side of the mountain, ah,” Bai Yu Xia said innocently. “I seriously observed the mountain situation and combined geomancy techniques, and only found a place with excellent feng shui. There’s no reason for there to be a problem.”

Xi Ming said: “Places with good feng shui are all for burying dead people. Especially on the mountain.”

While they were arguing, Jiang Wang pulled himself together: “Let’s go over and take a look.”

Bai Yu Xia quickly said: “Wait, what’s inside this stone cave? You’ve all been observing for half a day, and I haven’t seen anything yet!”

He lifted his leg and just walked inside—

Perhaps because the giant stone at the cave mouth was moved away by Jing Li, perhaps because the stone cave entered the outer air and disrupted the old order, perhaps Jiang Wang and the others moved something key while searching for clues in the cave…

In short, at this very moment, the stone cave suddenly collapsed.

Thick earth and stone buried everything.

“My luck is still quite good.” Bai Yu Xia stood at the mouth of the cave and laughed: “If it had collapsed after I went in, wouldn’t I have been buried?”

Jiang Wang: “Let’s go.”

Xi Ming: “Let’s go.”

Jing Li: “Let’s go.”

The four people turned and flew to the west mountain, quickly arriving at the place Bai Yu Xia said had excellent feng shui.

That was the most lush place for vegetation on the entire Saint Hunt Mountain, almost where tree crowns connected tree crowns, and under the mountain wind, it was like green waves surging in a sea.

Jing Li’s eyes closed slightly: “I sense a bit of Buddha nature power here. Very weak, like a firefly.”

Everyone got excited. The Floating Land people don’t believe in Buddha. The appearance of Buddha nature power here, besides the traces left by Qi Huo Ru Shi Bo, what else could it be?

But it was also at this moment that Xi Ming’s eyelids moved, and he said: “My birds died, on the east side.”

Jing Li rolled up his sleeves and suddenly appeared like an angry-eyed Vajra: “Junior brother, let’s quickly go and slaughter the dragon!”

Xi Ming said again: “West side, no, all four birds have been eliminated. The front and back were less than one breath apart.”

Jing Li’s Vajra angry eyes blinked: “Are there actually four Ao Kui?”

“…Maybe he found helpers.” Bai Yu Xia often felt that he couldn’t keep up with the ideas of this little saint monk. Could this be the secret of cultivating Buddha?

“With his cunning and vision, it’s not easy for him to recruit several powerful believers. But it doesn’t harm the overall situation,” Jiang Wang said calmly. “As long as he truly shows his head, he won’t be able to escape. Now he’s just deliberately creating doubts, which precisely proves his distress. Be careful of the surrounding environment, lest he be a cornered dog jumping over the wall. Besides, there’s no need to mind him.”

Xi Ming nodded in agreement: “He also knows we came to Saint Hunt Mountain and discovered my search birds. Precisely at this time, he’s not playing dead, he’s starting to make moves… I think there’s very important intelligence here. He doesn’t want us to discover it too quickly, he needs time. He wants to lead us away.”

Jing Li’s Vajra angry eyes became eyebrows open and eyes smiling: “Junior brother, you’re really smart, ah!”

Bai Yu Xia solemnly reminded: “The traps here are very rampant, and due to the power of totems, they are integrated with this world and are very hidden!”

Xi Ming’s index finger pointed down, and black ants instantly connected into a sky ladder, extending from mid-air into the forest. Then they suddenly scattered, covering the entire mountain forest in this place.

“Just eat away the supernatural powers attached to those traps.”

He said lightly: “The power of totems also counts as a supplement.”

Thank you book friend “Yu Yue_” for becoming the alliance master of this book, which is the 468th alliance for Red Heart Patrol Heaven!

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