"Speak clearly!"
Mr. Wen's confused answer made Fang Xing's heart sink. After a long while, he urged in a deep voice.
Mister Wen pondered for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "I was scattered by the stars in the sea of stars and escaped from the clutches of Dragon Mother and Mister Lan. I had to travel alone in the vast starry sky. Fortunately, I had seen the star chart in Dragon Mother's hand, and I have a good memory. So, I reluctantly followed the original direction. But after seven days, I was sucked into a boundless dark cloud. That cloud seemed to be a door that someone had deliberately left on the path of immortality. I couldn't feel the existence of time and space in that cloud. I was muddle-headed and arrived in the immortal realm …" Mister Wen pondered for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "I escaped from the clutches of Dragon Mother and Mister Lan.
"Boundless dark cloud?"
Fang Xing was startled. He pondered for a long time, and finally thought of a possibility, "Boundless?"
Mr. Wen was startled, "What is boundless?"
Fang Xing calmly replied, "I've read about it in the starry sky handbook that the Lord God gave me. There is an existence in the boundless starry sky that can absorb everything, time, and even light. It is like a hole in the starry sky. Sometimes, it is like a teleportation formation in the starry sky. It can send people to an unknown distance, but sometimes, people will be annihilated as soon as they enter it. That hole is called 'boundless' by the Taoists. It is an existence that corresponds to the Primal Chaos. The Primal Chaos gives birth to everything, and the boundless devours everything. The handbook says that there are some supreme existences in the Great Immortal World who know how to use the power of boundless!"
"They can even use that kind of terrible power?"
Mr. Wen's expression was solemn. He seemed to be filled with sorrow and fear. After a long while, he slowly shook his head and said, "The Dragon Tribe must have used that power to create a door on the Immortal Path. I was sucked into it and thought that I was going to die. I didn't expect that I would appear in front of this Immortal Domain in a daze. The Nine-headed Bug had just stolen my Immortal Life and left. I was imprisoned for a while. Later, they felt that I was still useful, so they let me out. I told them everything I knew in order to make myself useful … including you and the Dragon Mother …"
"So, it has been almost thirty years …"
Fang Xing nodded. He now understood where these thirty years came from.
It was obvious that the ancestors of the Dragon Tribe had set up an infinite door after entering the Sea of Stars. It was a shortcut that could transport people for a short distance. Mr. Wen had fallen into this door. The Nine-headed Bug must have gone through this door as well. However, Shi Mu had refined the Sea of Stars and caused a great change in that part of the starry sky. The infinite door was connected to the surrounding starry sky. So, it drifted away with the passing of the Sea of Stars. Therefore, Shi Mu didn't have this shortcut even though he had obtained a great fortune in the Sea of Stars.
Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. This was the truth.
Shi Mu understood this, but he didn't say anything. He continued to ask, "How did you feel after cultivating the Infinite Great Way Art?"
"Bitter … Unspeakably bitter …"
Mr. Wen's expression became very dignified as he said this. He then said in an awe-inspiring tone, "I had received the Daoist's Boundless Great Way Art. I thought that I had hit the jackpot. I was very happy. I had some doubts in my heart. But how could I restrain my thirst for the Great Way after I had received the Daoist's heritage? I didn't persist for long before I began to cultivate. I felt the joy of attaining the Great Way Art in the beginning. I felt that many difficult problems in cultivation were easily solved. I felt that I was infinitely close to the Great Way Art. I felt that I was only one step away from becoming an Immortal … "
Mister Wen had a nostalgic smile on his face as he spoke of the past. His haggard appearance made one's hair stand on end. His voice slowly lowered as he spoke, "This old man isn't stupid. I practiced the Boundless Great Dao Transformation Art. My cultivation speed was much faster than others. Six years after I arrived at the Immortal Realm, I arrived at the Dao Discussion Conference. I used a wondrous method to defeat all my opponents and obtained the qualifications to inherit the Immortal Fate …"
"Hehe … I thought that the Nine-headed Bug was a joke at that time. Why would it steal the Immortal Fate?"
Mr. Wen forced a smile and said, "Wouldn't he have received the Immortal Fate if he had cultivated properly? His losses outweighed his gains. Later on, I realized that I was the foolish one … I indeed had the qualifications to get close to the Immortal Fate. When I tried to inherit the Immortal Fate, I felt the sensation of attaining the Great Way Art. It was hard to describe. It was as if I had absorbed the entire world into my body. It was as if I had become the Great Emperor Pangu of the Ancient Era. I could control the laws of the world, and I was omnipotent … I knew that I had attained the Great Way Art at that time. That feeling was so real … "
Fang Xing didn't interrupt him and let him speak calmly.
"But no matter how real the feeling was, it was still just a dream …" Mr. Wen's voice was a little bitter.
"I woke up from that dream three days later. I discovered that I had lost almost all of my cultivation, including my own fate as a living being. My magical power and my body didn't belong to me anymore. I realized that I didn't refine the Immortal Fate or the world; it was the Immortal Fate that refined me … I felt joy at attaining the Great Way Art at that time because I felt what it felt when it refined me. I should have been annihilated in the Great Way Art and disappeared from this world …"
"Alas, I have to thank all of you!"
Mister Wen forced a smile as he spoke. He looked at Fang Xing and said, "He must have felt that I was still useful to him, so he didn't completely refine me. Instead, he left this broken life to wander around the Domain of Immortals, neither alive nor dead. It's been thirty years since I found the Fourth Reverend of the Domain of Immortals. He's an omnipresent and omniscient being. He gave me a hint to find you and tell you about the joy of the Dao. He also advised you to cultivate the Dao as soon as possible …"
"What happened to your magical power?"
Fang Xing asked in a low voice. He still remembered the first time he had met Mr. Wen, and how terrifying his cultivation base had been.
However, after entering this small world, Mr. Wen completely changed. He lost all of his cultivation and magical power and became like this.
"You still don't understand?"
Mister Wen forced a smile and said, "That magical power isn't mine. It belongs to the Fourth Reverend. He has an Immortal Fate, so he has control over all of its powers. He can give it to me if he wants to. He can take it away if he wants to. I'm nothing more than a puppet, but a puppet with some consciousness …" Mister Wen smiled bitterly and said, "That magical power isn't mine, it belongs to the Fourth Reverend.
He was clearly a living person, but he had been refined into a puppet …
Mr. Wen's words caused Fang Xing's hair to stand on end.
And after listening to this, he finally understood Mr. Wen's words …
Attaining the Great Way Art was equivalent to losing oneself!
Cultivating the techniques passed down by the three Reverends could indeed help one attain the Great Way …
However, that kind of attaining the Dao was not truly attaining the Dao. The Dao was comprehending the Dao, the blossoming of one's own cultivation. But this kind of attaining the Dao was giving someone else's fruit of the Dao to you to comprehend, and then when you thought you had attained the Dao, someone else took everything away …
Everyone's Great Way was different in this world.
Only attaining one's own Great Way could be called attaining the Great Way …
The true Great Way gave people great freedom and joy. However, this kind of Great Way gave people great restraints and terror.
This kind of Great Way could only be called an evil Great Way even if it was the Great Way!
"I've been worried ever since I found out that all of you have come to this Celestial Realm. I was afraid that all of you had already fallen. However, I'm relieved after seeing you. You're not too deeply poisoned and you still have some strength to resist. This gave me hope. Even if I had to risk being discovered by the Fourth Exalt, I still wanted to ask you for help. However, I didn't expect you to be so capable as to secretly leave a small world here … Now, I don't have any other requests. I only beg you … to take me away from here!"
Mr. Wen's expression was extremely urgent. He looked at Fang Xing with a pleading expression.
"I … can't go yet …"
Fang Xing slowly shook his head after listening to him.
Mr. Wen became anxious. "Why? You can't defeat them. Even the Jiu Ling King can't defeat them. You can resist this miasma, and you have this small world. This is your only chance to escape from this place. You can't miss it … "
"I can barely resist this miasma, but those two can't …"
Fang Xing lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He led Mr. Wen to another place. There were two bronze pillars above a black sea. A person was tied to each pillar. They were Lu Sou and Ao Lie. Both of them looked like they were in extreme pain. Black smoke was rising from their bodies from time to time. The black smoke was burning the pillars and the iron chains. It was a very strange scene. Fang Xing said in a low voice, "Both of them have obtained that kind of inheritance. They can't help but want to cultivate it. I suppressed them here by force. But, I found that the temptation in my small world has turned into a kind of miasma. It's like a curse. It's impossible to get rid of it …"
After saying that, he gently shook his head and slightly spread out his sleeves. Surprisingly, a faint black smoke also rose from his body.
"I also have this kind of miasma on my body. The only difference is that I can suppress it for the time being …"
Fang Xing's expression became dignified. He then said the most important thing, "I'm afraid that you won't be able to escape if you don't cure this miasma."
Mr. Wen's face was full of despair. He staggered backwards, "It's over. This miasma can't be cured …"
"If this is a kind of poison, then it's directly planted in the heart …"
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