In order to participate in the Rite to Light, countless believers of Haotian poured into the West-Hill Divine Kingdom from all over the world. Envoys from various countries arrived one after another. They were arranged by the Divine Hall to stay in the gardens and halls around the Peach Mountain. Those with high status were arranged to stay in the Revelation Institute.
Liu Yiqing represented the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom. Ning Que stood on the cliff and looked at the blind swordsman who was brought into the Revelation Institute by Priest Moli. He recalled the battle outside the Academy's side gate years ago and could not help but feel a little emotional.
Liu Yiqing had been a nobody in the first half of his cultivation career. He only became famous after he was summoned back to the Sword Garret. Many people thought highly of his talent in swordsmanship. Second Brother even said that if he did not miss the opportunity, he could possibly reach the level of his brother, the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai.
Liu Bai also thought highly of him and asked him to challenge the Academy's disciples who had entered the human realm in Chang 'an to sharpen his mind. He did not hesitate to lose to gain something. However, the Judicial Department of the West-Hill Divine Palace did something and the challenge became a battle of life and death. Ning Que, who broke out of seclusion, blinded him.
An ordinary cultivator would not be able to recover from such a heavy setback. However, Liu Yiqing lived up to Liu Bai's expectations and Second Brother's comments. After he was blinded, he cultivated in the Sword Garret for several years. His cultivation state and mind improved by leaps and bounds, and he entered the Knowing Destiny State like a sword cutting through bamboo. From this point of view, his eyes being blinded by Ning Que might be the so-called opportunity that Second Brother had once mentioned.
During the battle in the Verdant Canyon, Liu Bai had chopped off the Second Brother's right arm and suffered serious injuries. He had returned to the Sword Garret to recuperate. Now, Liu Yiqing was in charge of the affairs of the Sword Garret. It was rumored that the Sword Garret had killed the Emperor of the South Jin Kingdom in a fit of rage.
Ning Que had met Cheng Zhiqing, a powerhouse in the Knowing Destiny State of the Sword Garret in the Lanke Temple. However, he was not in the Sword Garret today. It seemed that Liu Yiqing's position in the Sword Garret had been stabilized.
He was still puzzled because the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, did not come. Although it was rumored that he had not recovered, the Rite to Light was a big event. As a visiting professor of the Divine Hall, Liu Bai should be there in person.
Then, Ning Que saw the delegation from the Golden Tribe Royal Court. The delegation of the Golden Tribe Royal Court only had one carriage. In the carriage sat an old man with wrinkles all over his face. The carriage was not pulled by a horse, but by a strong grassland man with muscles as hard as stone. He looked extremely shabby.
However, after knowing the identity of the two, no one felt that the scale was shabby anymore, because the old man in the cotton shirt in the carriage was the most respected national master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court, Master Baoding, and the strong grassland man pulling the carriage was General Lebu, the number one martial arts master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court!
Even if there were only two of them, it was enough to show the Golden Tribe Royal Court's respect for the Divine Halls of West-Hill and the importance they attached to the Rite to Light. What shocked the Divine Halls the most was that the national master of the Golden Tribe and Lebu came to West-Hill directly through Tang instead of going around Yuelun.
Ning Que had met the Nation Master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court in the Wilderness and knew how unfathomable this seemingly ordinary old man's state was. He did not even dare to look at this old man.
The Yan Kingdom's diplomatic corps had also arrived. Emperor Chongming, who had just ascended the throne at the beginning of the year, had abandoned the heavy state affairs and arrived with hundreds of attendants.
Then, the representatives of the Buddhism Sect arrived as well. Monk Guan Hai, the abbot of the Lanke Temple, came alone. Monk Wu Dao was nowhere to be found. Many Iron Staff Ascetic Monks from the White Tower Temple also came. What made Ning Que most wary was that the Xuankong Temple in the distant West Wilderness had also sent a representative. It was Qi Nian, the World Wayfarer of the Buddhism Sect!
The noblest royal family and the most powerful cultivators had all arrived at the West-Hill Divine Kingdom to participate in the Rite to Light. The scale of the event and the grandeur of the rules far exceeded the Yue Laan Hungry Ghost Festival at the Lanke Temple. Only the Tang Empire did not send an official delegation. The House of Red Sleeves did not send anyone, and neither did the Academy.
The war had just ended. Many people could understand why the Tang Empire and the Academy did not send anyone to the Rite to Light. However, they could not understand why they did not hear anything from the Zhishou Abbey even though the Xuankong Temple, the Unknown Place of the Buddhism Sect, had sent a representative. One must know that the mysterious Daoist temple was the Daoist Sect's Unknown Place.
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Many people came to the West-Hill Divine Palace. Some waited in the West-Hill Divine Palace, while others chose to leave because there was nothing they wanted there. That person was Prince Long Qing.
Long Qing left the Peach Mountain and headed for the Zhishou Abbey. As the mysterious Unknown Place, not many people knew where the Daoist temple was in the deep mountains, even in the West-Hill Divine Palace. However, he had once lived in the Daoist temple for a long time, so he naturally knew the way back.
The Zhishou Abbey was in the West-Hill Divine Kingdom. It was not far from the Peach Mountain where the Divine Hall was located. There were several steep peaks in between. When the weather was good, one could even see the Divine Hall in the sunlight from the Abbey.
Long Qing turned his gaze from the Divine Hall and looked at the ordinary and even shabby Taoist door in front of him. Just like the last time he came, the wooden door of the Daoist temple was still tightly shut, and no sound could be heard from inside.
The Zhishou Abbey was the Unknown Place of Haoist Sect, so it was naturally not as ordinary and shabby as it looked. There was an extremely powerful Taoist Divine Array in the Abbey. When the array was activated, one could not climb over the walls or through the windows. One could only enter through the door of the Abbey. When the door was closed, no one could enter or leave. The Taoist temple would then become a prison, with the sky as the cover and the ground as the paving. No one could escape.
After the Zhishou Abbey appeared in the human world, no one other than the Headmaster of the Academy could easily break into it. Last autumn, when the Eldest Brother of the Academy and the Abbey Dean fought with the Distanceless State, they had come here and left instantly. They were not imprisoned by the big array in the Zhishou Abbey. However, that did not mean that the Eldest Brother's state was enough to ignore the big array. It was because someone who understood the array very well had tampered with it in advance.
That person was Chen Pipi, who had lived in the Zhishou Abbey since he was a child. Long Qing knew about this, so he took the risk to enter the You Prison to see Chen Pipi. He wanted to know how to enter the Zhishou Abbey.
Chen Pipi told him that the way to enter the Zhishou Abbey was "seven in and thirteen out".
Long Qing did not know what these five words meant. After thinking about it for the past few days, he guessed that the seven in referred to the seven huts by the lake where the Tomes of Arcane were placed. They represented the seven passages of the array, and the so-called thirteen out referred to the thirteen gates of the array of life and death.
He did not know much about the array, but he had courage and determination. Looking at the stone steps in front of the abbey, he took a deep breath and walked up. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door.
Before his palm could land on the door, an incomparably majestic aura instantly occupied his body and mind. Numerous streaks of black blood flowed from his nostrils and eyes. He had actually suffered extremely heavy injuries without a sound. If he had not been a heartless person, he would have been dead by now!
Long Qing retreated to the bottom of the stone steps and looked at the ordinary wooden door. His face became abnormally pale. He did not expect to enter the Zhishou Abbey in one go, but he did not expect the array to be so terrifying.
After a moment of silence, he left the abbey and went around to the back of the Taoist Abbey. He looked at the gray stone walls that were not high, but he did not have the courage to climb them. Then he saw the green mountain behind the abbey.
Long Qing was very familiar with the green mountain. He had traveled back and forth between the Taoist temple and the green mountain countless times. He had walked through the caves in the cliff that looked like ant nests. He knew that the reason why the mountain looked green was because the surface of the cliff was covered with dense green vines. He knew that there were many terrible people living in it.
The green mountain had collapsed and turned into a mound that was more than a hundred feet high. It was covered with green grass and looked like an old grave that had not been taken care of for many years.
Long Qing looked at the green mountain and noticed that the top was very flat. It gave people the feeling that a giant had stretched out a foot from the sky and directly stepped on the original green mountain into its current state.
The ant nest-like caves in the green mountain had long disappeared. The peerless powerhouses of Haotian Taoism who had once lived in those caves had all turned into ashes in the big tomb.
Recalling the torture he had suffered in those caves, the power he had felt, the Halfman Taoist was so powerful that it was hard to describe. Long Qing could not believe what he had seen and was shocked speechless. No matter how much he hated those old Taoists, they still represented the power of Haotian Taoism. That experience had always been the source of his pride and confidence. However, in front of this miraculous scene, how laughable was his pride and confidence?
Long Qing returned to the Zhishou Abbey and sat cross-legged. It took him a long time to get over the shock in his heart and calm his somewhat dispirited heart. He began to continue thinking about Chen Pipi's words.
Seven in and thirteen out, what did it mean? He thought hard for a night and only opened his eyes again when the morning light came. The moss-covered stone steps came into view again.
He suddenly noticed that there were a total of six steps in front of the abbey.
Thirteen minus seven was six?
Long Qing stood up after a moment of silence and walked to the stone steps. He turned around and walked backwards up six steps, down six steps, and then back up seven steps.
There were only six steps in front of the abbey. After seven steps, his back should have hit the wooden door. However, he did not hit anything because he had already entered the Zhishou Abbey.
Advancing was advancing.
Knowing the masculinity and defending the femininity was the Zhishou Abbey.
Knowing when to advance, defending when to retreat. Only by retreating could one enter the Zhishou Abbey.
Seven in and thirteen out, perhaps this was what it meant.
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Long Qing walked into the Zhishou Abbey and walked along the familiar lake. He came to the familiar house. Before he knocked on the door, the door opened. A middle-aged Taoist looked at Long Qing and said, "You came faster than I thought."
Long Qing bowed to the middle-aged Taoist and said, "Greetings, Uncle."
The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand and said, "Go in."
Long Qing obeyed and walked into the room. He smelled a faint stench, which came from the person on the bed.
He had smelled it before in the black wind in the south of Chang 'an City.
Looking at the person on the bed, he felt a little complicated. However, his expression did not change. He walked to the bed and knelt down with his forehead on the ground. He said, "I am useless. Please punish me, Master."
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