"Why do I have to abandon this Dao body? We need to figure out what I am. "
Jing Jiu fixed his line of sight on the stream among the distant peaks, which looked like a golden whip under the sunlight of noon.
"My previous life and my current life are not the upstream and downstream of the same river. There is an interesting analogy in the Zen sects to describe this cause and effect."
He pulled back his line of sight and raised his right forefinger.
Pah!!! A sword fire was ignited on the tip of his finger.
"Take this ball of fire for example. If I use it to light a wooden stick, then use the fire on that stick to light another wooden stick, and continue to burn like this, would the fire on the last wooden stick and the ball of fire on my fingertip be the same fire, or are they different fires?" (Note: This paragraph was copied from He Caitou's public account.)
It was deathly quiet among the peaks.
Lying in Zhao Layue's bosom, Ada narrowed his eyes as he looked at the ball of fire on Jing Jiu's fingertip.
It was easy to understand this analogy of the Zen sects, but it was not suitable for Jing Jiu's situation.
As expected, Jing Jiu asked, "If these are connected but different flames, what color am I now?"
When different objects were ignited, the color and brightness of the flames would be different. For instance, the flames of the stick, the coal, the sword and the paper would be different.
Jing Jiu didn't like this, or in other words, he didn't like the continuation of his current self.
He said to Ping Yong-Ka, "So I have to take off my clothes, abandon the Dao body, and throw away the stick."
Ping Yong-Ka understood now.
This was how he left the All in One.
This was how Qing 'er flew out of the Green Sky Mirror.
This was how the Snow Girl abandoned this world.
There was no stick, coal, sword, or paper, but only the flames.
This was the Cultivation state Jing Jiu was pursuing.
But he hadn't reached that state yet. Who was he then?
"I am the direction of all the causes and effects of my life."
Jing Jiu said this again.
He looked at this world.
The Cultivation practitioners among the peaks could all sense his gaze.
The peaks of Aoyama could sense it too.
The restaurant owners in the distant Cloudy Town could sense it too.
Jing Li had sensed it in Zhaoge City.
The Blue Bird on one of the branches felt it.
The Zen Master in the small temple felt it.
Gu Qing, who was in the sea, felt it.
"By fate, we met here, and we were born."
Jing Jiu looked at Zhao Layue, but it was as if he was looking at the entire world.
The entire world was extremely quiet.
Everyone was waiting for him to say his last words before he ascended.
No one knew what he would say.
It must be extremely beautiful.
He said, "Let's go."
A sword light soared into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached a very high place in the sky.
The next moment, he entered the Emptiness Realm.
Jing Jiu was nowhere to be seen.
Looking at the sword light that was leaving quickly, Chen Xueqiao gently punched the armrest of the wheelchair and said regretfully, "He left just like that?"
She could not stand up and could only sit in the wheelchair. Everyone in the mountains had already stood up.
They looked at the sky attentively, feeling a bit excited and a bit nervous.
The sword light could be seen in every corner of Chaotian. Countless mortals walked out of their houses and looked at the sky, their expressions bewildered or excited.
Aside from the departure of the Snow Girl, this was the first time the human race had an ascendant after many years. How could they not feel nervous? Normally, Jing Jiu had mastered the All in One Sword Formation and had an unimaginably high Cultivation state, so it was natural for him to ascend. However, the heavenly law was just; the stronger the ascendant was, the more formidable the heavenly punishment would be. The Snow Girl was a being of the highest Cultivation state in Chaotian, so she had encountered the most formidable heavenly punishment. If not for the passage left by the Fairy Lady Bai Ren, she might not have been able to get out. Jing Jiu was known as the strongest swordsman of the human race since ancient times; how formidable would the heavenly punishment be? More importantly, nobody had forgotten that he had already failed once.
Heaven and earth responded. Countless thunderstorms came out from the Thunder Region, spinning at an unimaginably high speed and gathering together. In the end, they formed a huge whirlpool of thunderstorms, heading toward the sword light. Looking up from the ground, the huge whirlpool of thunderstorms looked like a large and eerie eye, heading toward the ground with an unimaginable energy.
The strong wind whistled. Cloudy Town and the neighboring Zhou County kicked up a great deal of sand and pebbles. The mortals fled to avoid the thunderstorms, not daring to take another look at the sky.
The Cultivation practitioners had good eyesight. They could see that the bright threads in the whirlpool of thunderstorms were in fact unimaginably thick lightning bolts. They couldn't help but feel astonished, thinking that even a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State would be turned into ashes when encountering such powerful lightning bolts. There were probably tens of millions of lightning bolts in the whirlpool of thunderstorms; how could Jing Jiu pass through it?
Crack!!! The lightning bolts were summoned and struck down from the whirlpool of thunderstorms, hitting the sword light squarely.
A barrage of surprised screams broke out among the peaks of Aoyama.
Zhao Layue and the others turned to look at Ping Yong-Ka as fast as they could.
Ping Yong-Ka looked bewildered. He shook his head, indicating that he didn't feel anything.
The flash of lightning didn't have any effect on the sword light, vanishing without a trace in an instant. Soon after, dozens of flashes of lightning landed on the sword light and dispersed, causing no harm to Jing Jiu.
Seeing this, the Cultivation practitioners in the peaks of Aoyama finally relaxed a little. The next moment, they saw an even more terrifying scene.
The whirlpool of thunderstorms spun faster and faster. It was as if the entire sky was spinning. Tens of millions of lightning bolts kept converging and merging, growing thicker and thicker. In the end, it seemed like it was about to turn into a mountain of lightning, emitting an extremely bright light!
When the sky began to spin, the Cultivation practitioners with lower states couldn't bear it anymore. They felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, so they had to sit down cross-legged and meditate to recover.
When all the lightning bolts converged and emitted a light that was far brighter than the sun, most of the Cultivation practitioners couldn't bear it anymore. They lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at it again. Guangyuan Zhenren and the other Cultivation practitioners stared at the scene in the sky, their expressions extremely solemn. This lightning could probably turn everything in the world into nothingness. Could Jing Jiu withstand it?
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…
Jing Jiu was getting closer and closer to the extremely bright lightning.
His face was illuminated so brightly that it seemed like it was glowing.
The unimaginable pressure and blazing light seemed like it was going to ignite the emptiness realm.
Such a terrifying Heaven's Tribulation had never appeared in history.
"I am indeed the strongest."
At such a tense moment, he suddenly had such a thought.
Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong with this statement, but it was too hot-blooded. It was as if he was still a child who had just entered Aoyama.
Most of the Ascenders would choose to hide or endure the Heaven's Tribulation when they encountered it. They would wait until the Heavenly Dao's test was over and the Heaven's Tribulation dispersed on its own.
Jing Jiu wouldn't do that.
He didn't do that last time.
The problem was, even if he could control all things into a sword, there was nothing in the emptiness realm. What should he do then?
The whooshing sound of the wind suddenly appeared in the eternally silent emptiness realm.
It was the air that he summoned from below and the clouds and mists that came along with the air.
Countless clouds and mists were pulled into thin threads and came to his side like swords, piercing toward the extremely bright lightning above!
Last time when he ascended, he chopped the sky with one sword.
This time when he ascended, he chopped the sky with ten thousand swords.
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Countless bolts of lightning and sword lights that were even brighter than the lightning appeared in the sky. They intertwined and formed a dense net of light.
The world became extremely bright, and even the deep and gloomy ocean became transparent.
Shockingly, the lightning coming out from the whirlpool of thunderstorms also had a sharp edge, as if they had turned into swords. However, they didn't hack toward Jing Jiu anymore, but turned around and flew toward the sky!
"Using the Heaven's Tribulation to fight against the Heaven's Tribulation … is it possible?" The astonished voice of Shui Yue Nunnery came out from the small green curtain sedan.
Bu Qiuxiao remarked sentimentally, "Both the lightning and the thunderstorms are part of everything."
Cao Yuan remarked thoughtfully, "It turns out that the so-called heavenly path is also a part of our heaven and earth."
The whirlpool of thunderstorms that occupied the entire sky had vanished. The blue sky reappeared in front of everybody, but the sword lights were still there.
The sword lights were the lightning, the clouds, and the air. They flashed and crisscrossed in the sky, looking like tens of thousands of shooting stars that would never fall down, forming a beautiful scene.
Tens of thousands of sword lights had gradually faded away, disappearing from Ada's gloomy and cold pupils.
Ada was in Zhao Layue's bosom.
Back when the Immortal Jingyang ascended, Zhao Layue didn't even take a look at him when she carried Yin San's body and headed toward the outside of Cloudy Town. She didn't miss a single glance that day.
Looking at the tens of thousands of floating clouds with a golden edge and the disappearing sword lights, Zhao Layue remained silent.
Even if he didn't come back, she could still go out to look for him; but what if she couldn't find him?
Ascension was a separation of life and death.
She experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death in Silence.
A wild grass sprouted by her feet.
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This world was so dark that it resembled the body of Dead Dog.
This world was so cold that it resembled the hometown of the Snow Girl.
The moment the tens of thousands of sword lights disappeared from the eyes of the enchanting cat, the space in this dark and cold world suddenly twisted, and a crack appeared.
A flash of light flew out from the crack at an unimaginable speed, and then stopped abruptly, revealing the figure of Jing Jiu.
He turned around to look at the place from which he had come.
It was a patch of nothingness.
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