"The Ancient Space-breaching Talisman, a Precious Weapon of the highest grade. It was originally a Divine Talisman and was created by a mighty person in ancient times. Later, it was obtained by Zhenwu Great Emperor. Due to its long history and frequent use, its power has been slowly drained and its quality has deteriorated. Currently, it can be used to break the void and escape. Only Dharmakaya or restraining spells can stop it.
It can be used twice and is worth 9,800 Karma points. "" The Mystic Turtle Sword, a Precious Weapon of the highest grade. It was a failed product of Zhenwu Great Emperor's early Heavenly Weapon. It has excellent defense. Even a Heavenly Weapon would need two or three attempts to break it. It is worth 9,000 Karma points. "
Mengqi knew both the Fiery Core of the Grand Sun and the Frost-eye Crystal. He kept them without asking for an appraisal.
Primogenitor Lingbao reminded him, "Although the task of refining a Heavenly Weapon is easier than exchanging for one, it is not easy either. Even if you have many top-notch impartations, don't try it easily. You have to cross the second Celestial Ladder and become a grandmaster. In order to protect herself, Doumu tried three times and exhausted all her savings. She risked her life to complete the task of refining a Heavenly Weapon."
"Doumu refined a Heavenly Weapon? In order to protect herself? "Mengqi was a little surprised.
"Even Half-step to Dharmakaya is so difficult?"
Primogenitor Lingbao sighed. "The most difficult stage of a Samsara task is when one is stuck at a certain pass. Qingyuan and Bluecloud, and now Doumu and Taiyi are in such a situation. Their cultivation and strength are stagnant, but the difficulty of the Samsara task is slowly increasing. The first few times are fine, but later on, they can only rely on external objects. Many Samsara travelers have fallen at this stage."
"The Hidden Latch and the third Celestial Ladder are not as difficult as Half-step to Dharmakaya. The Daoist once remembered this. Doumu has been in Half-step for several years and has completed two or three tasks, but there is no sign of a breakthrough. Thus, she prepared for a rainy day and refined a Heavenly Weapon to protect herself."
Unlike normal Half-step and the peak of the Exterior, Progenitor Doumu and the others who were trapped in Samsara had a more urgent desire to break through. Otherwise, they would feel the pain of drowning as they watched the Samsara task increase little by little. Although Mengqi did not empathize with them, he could sympathize with them. He had ascended to Heaven in one step and had four trials. Perhaps it would be smooth sailing before he became a grandmaster, but what about after that?
Potential was one thing, but even in ancient times, Dharmakaya was an important symbol to distinguish immortals from humans. Even with Su Wuming's amazing talent, he had also been stuck at Half-step to Dharmakaya for many years.
"I'll be careful." Meng Qi nodded solemnly. After all, the main material of the divine weapon could be temporarily used as a secret treasure.
Primogenitor Lingbao said, "The Daoist wants to deal with the opportunity to comprehend 'World of Dao' in this way. Official members don't have to pay a high price for the first time and it will belong to The Immortals. You will receive the Gist of Trueness impartation of Eight Nine Mysteries. If they want to comprehend it a second time, they will have to negotiate with you and pay you a certain amount of Karma points or items."
Official members of The Immortals could not just pick up a treasure for free. Being able to comprehend 'World of Dao' from time to time meant that they did not have to put in any effort and could just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. This went against the original intention of The Immortals. They could not just enjoy help without paying a price!
"Alright!" Primogenitor Lingbao was so reasonable that Mengqi naturally had no objections.
Primogenitor Lingbao turned to look at Jiang Zhiwei. "My young friend Jiang, you have my young friend Meng's support and you are almost a Peerless Master Pro. Therefore, the task of testing your strength is meaningless to you. Therefore, you can become an official member directly. However, the original intention of The Immortals is to help each other. You can't get it for free. You can only get the enlightenment part of Immortal Yuding's skill. Please complete a task for new official members as soon as possible to get the follow-up."
His proposal was reasonable and Jiang Zhiwei had no objections. She said that she had comprehended 'World of Dao' and would accept the task after digesting it in seclusion.
Since both of them had only taken one item, Mengqi did not keep it to himself. He shared the part of the Primary Instruction given by the Evil Spirit of Zhen Wu, hoping that Primogenitor Lingbao could become an Earth Immortal as soon as possible and Jiang Zhiwei could cross the first step of the Celestial Ladder within four months.
The former was a long-term benefit for him as a member of The Immortals and had a good relationship with the Primogenitor. The latter was of great help to the task of Journey to the West!
By the time Jiang Zhiwei had finished her comprehension, Mengqi had also obtained the 'All Things Return to Void' that he had yearned for day and night. He had a preliminary understanding of the skill of condensing all the power into one point!
After leaving a message for "Qingyuan" Cao Xianzhi to ask about Purple Thunder Earth Immortal, Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei put on their masks and flew to the exit together.
"'World of Dao' is really profound. I have to digest it in seclusion as soon as possible so that I can cross the first step of the Celestial Ladder before the task of Journey to the West." When it came to swordsmanship, Mengqi could "feel" Jiang Zhiwei's pretty face and bright eyes from her tone even though her face was covered by a mask.
Mengqi exhaled and heard Jiang Zhiwei say with a smile, "You must be very happy to have gained so much this time."
She knew very well about Mengqi's shortcoming of being a little money-grubber.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy." Mengqi smiled. "But besides being happy, I feel very tired and depressed."
The smile in his tone gradually faded.
"Because of the mighty people?" Jiang Zhiwei asked keenly.
Mengqi took a breath and slowly exhaled. "Well, starting from the Carefree Valley in Bomi, the whereabouts of Acheron, the mysterious Taoist, Primogenitor Wanxiang, the Primary Instruction of The Buddha's Palm, the Pure Land in the back of Shaolin Temple, Ananda, the Sage of Arithmetic, the Devil Master, the Blue-blooded People, the Apotheosized World, the Slough of Mystic Fairy, The Conqueror's Invincible Blade, the Evil Spirit of Zhen Wu, the former successor of Thunder God, the fifth move of the Seven Strokes of Heaven Interception. One thing after another, the 'figures' of the mighty people kept appearing, pressuring me so much that I couldn't breathe. Although the harvest is far more than that of ordinary grandmasters, it always feels unreal.
"Emptiness, depression, and physical and mental exhaustion are the portrayal of my soul now. After the joy of obtaining treasures, there is emptiness, fear, and tension."
Jiang Zhiwei listened to his heartfelt confession and said softly, "There are fifty Dayan numbers, and nine out of forty are used. The Way of Heaven is the key to survival in a desperate situation. You are entangled with karma. Only by working hard, moving forward firmly, and walking your own path can you grasp this slim chance of survival. This road is very tiring and bitter. Maybe your friends and family will die, or maybe the whole world will be your enemy. It's not something an ordinary person can bear."
"But I know that although you look lively and immature, you are actually very determined. You have perseverance, principles, persistence, and the will to fight to the death. The current exhaustion and emptiness are only temporary."
She suddenly smiled. "It's useless for you to say all this because you know it very well."
"What you need now is rest, relax, and forget everything for a while. When this stage is over, you can reinvigorate your mood and be full of fighting spirit and fighting spirit."
She suddenly pulled out her sword and pointed it to the sky.
"Look, if the gods and Buddhas in the sky use us as pawns and control our lives, how about killing them?"
Mengqi looked at her silently with the warmth of being comforted by a friend, but he did not answer directly because he knew that whatever he said at this time was not what he wanted to say. His fighting spirit was high, but it must be empty and weak.
As he approached the entrance, he sorted out his thoughts. "Zhiwei, you are right. I need to rest, so I plan to do a spiritual journey. I can relax while cultivating, meet old friends, talk about the past, and forget about other troubles."
Jiang Zhiwei nodded with a smile and did not say much. As always, she was a firm, reliable, and trustworthy companion.
…
It was near the middle of winter. The Snow Mountain of Jade Plains was covered with white snow, and the road was frozen.
Mengqi changed into a green robe with his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. A long saber hung at his waist, and he walked in the snow with his hands behind his back.
He walked slowly like an ordinary person. His mood was not calm, but there were no ups and downs in his emotions.
After reaching the foot of the mountain, Meng Qi stepped on the void and ascended into the air.
The last time he came here, he and Shangguan Heng climbed the ice wall of the snowy peak and were very tired. Today, the top of the mountain was just a snap of the fingers.
Snow and fog filled the air. From time to time, martial artists would appear below to hunt for the snow lotuses. The sound of metal colliding could only be heard nearby, which made Mengqi feel like he was in two different worlds.
The top of the mountain was still the same. The strange Huang Liang was still sitting in a small ice house, his gray hair and beard covering his face.
A smile appeared on Mengqi's face. He walked slowly to Huang Liang's side and sat down without a care for his image. He imitated Huang Liang and looked up at the starry sky.
Without the cover of clouds, the stars were bright, clear, and dreamy. Mengqi's thoughts were scattered as he thought about irrelevant questions.
"Are they stars?
"Is this a round sky and square earth, or a vast universe?
"Is this a Universal Fragment or the real body?
"Is the Supreme-wisdom Tree similar to the World Tree and the Universe Tree that I heard of in my previous life?
"Which world is the green leaf, and which heaven and earth are the branches?"
Meng Qi was in a daze, as if he was immersed in the vastness of the starry sky. His soul was flying and he muttered to himself,
"What is a leaf, what is a branch, what is a trunk, and what is a root?"
The strange Huang Liang suddenly turned his head and looked at Mengqi suspiciously.
"Who are you?"
"Does it matter who I am?" Mengqi was still looking at the starry sky.
"That's true." Huang Liang turned his head and fell into deep thought again. "What is a leaf, what is a branch, what is a trunk, and what is a root?"
Snowflakes fell and condensed into ice. Mengqi was covered in white snow, but he did not move an inch.
After a few days, Mengqi did not dwell on the lack of results. Instead, he was happy that his mind had become much clearer. He stood up, shook off the white snow and ice crystals, chuckled, and flew into the distance.
Huang Liang's eyes darted around as he looked at his back and shook his head.
"Strange man."
…
The sound of firecrackers could be heard, and the snowflakes could not cover up the lights. Yedu's Jade Bridge Street was crowded with pedestrians. Some were rushing to restaurants, and some were looking at the embroidery goods sold at the stalls on both sides of the street. The river reflected the red glow of the shops, slowly flowing with prosperity.
People came and went, and it was lively. Mengqi wore a wooden hairpin and walked slowly with his hands behind his back, looking left and right.
"Five or six years ago, I was here at this time of the year, looking for delicious food … I can't remember it clearly. It hasn't been that long, but it feels like a lifetime ago …" Without trying, memories flowed into Mengqi's mind. The pedestrians, the lights, and the river seemed to be just like yesterday.
Demoness Gu had suddenly appeared by the bridge. She was dressed in a white cloak and had an ethereal temperament. Her features were picturesque, and she was surrounded by the lights of the mortal world. She looked like a proper girl … As his eyes swept across the Jade Belt Bridge, Mengqi suddenly remembered that scene. It was not that he missed Gu Xiaosang, but that he had mixed feelings. At that time, Demoness Gu was stronger than him, like a cat playing with a mouse. It had only been a few years. If she had not used her trump card, she might not have been able to defeat him.
"Meridian was bought here …"
"The Evil Ordeal fell into Demoness Gu's hands here …"
Every step forward brought back memories. Mengqi felt like he had returned to that time.
On the left, there were couples parading through the streets. On the left, there were mothers holding their children's hands. There were also young men and women meeting in a dimly lit area. There were also gluttonous customers looking for delicious food, exhaling white gas.
They were so real. The mortal world was so real. Mengqi suddenly felt like he had come back to life, as if he had returned to that state of mind.
He loved delicious food, was passionate about life, pursued beauty, calculated Karma points, and thought about tasks. He had all kinds of emotions. He was not elegant and otherworldly, but he lived like a real person, not a tomb, ruins, cold, strange, mighty people, and adventures …
A smile gradually appeared on Mengqi's face. He looked left and right, as if he was immersed in it.
After taking a few steps forward, his smile became even wider. In the dimly lit area, an old friend stood with a sword and a bottle of wine. Wang Zai's square face was exceptionally eye-catching.
"What a coincidence." Mengqi smiled.
Wang Zai laughed and said, "You've passed by my house twice without concealing your breath. If I still can't find you, how can the Wang family from Zhou County dare to be called a top aristocratic family?"
Mengqi looked at Wang Zai with a smile. "Your biggest weakness is that you're too honest. You like to tell the truth. Shouldn't you say 'what a coincidence' at this time?"
He paused and said,
"But I like that you tell the truth the most."
"Every time you explain it so well!"
Wang Zai was amused by Mengqi's teasing. He handed over a pot of wine and they drank together on the street.
"You've reached the Exterior level?" Mengqi took a sip and walked forward, not stopping to enjoy the noise of the mortal world.
Wang Zai nodded and said, "I used to want to reach the top in a single bound and didn't try to break through. Later, my father wrote me a letter to scold me, saying that the Wang family's learning was mediocre and that going too far was as bad as not going far enough. That made me come to my senses."
"My path is not your path." Mengqi said with a smile.
When they reached the end of the street, they didn't say much and went their separate ways along the fork.
Just then, a dashing young master in green came from in front of Mengqi with a wine pot. He sang as he drank.
"Look up to the sky and laugh out loud. We're not ordinary people …"
Young Master Liu Su!
Mengqi raised the wine pot and took a sip with a laugh. Liu Su did the same.
They brushed past each other.
It was enough to meet a smile!
…
He Mu had already opened Four Acupores and his swordsmanship was even more outstanding. He could often defeat people of a higher realm than him and was somewhat famous in Yedu Martial Arts Club.
As the New Year's Eve approached, he carried the wine pot and went to the place where Mr. Su used to live. He planned to drink by himself like he did every year and reminisce about the past.
He opened the door and his gaze suddenly froze. The handsome Mr. Su was wearing a green robe and a wooden hairpin. He was sitting under the red plum blossoms just like he did a few years ago, facing the small fire in the copper stove. He was still holding a book in his hand and reading attentively, bringing an indescribable peace and tranquility.
He Mu slowed down and slowed his breathing. He approached carefully and asked respectfully,
"Or Heaven's Questions?"
Mengqi smiled. "The more I read, the more I realize how little I know."
He Mu nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. He put down the wine pot and sat in his usual place, listening to Mr. Su's poetry.
White snow fell on the red plum blossoms and copper stove. His voice was rhythmic and soothing.
The sky was gradually brightening. Mengqi put down the book and stood up slowly. He looked at He Mu with a smile.
"This is the result of my meditation two years ago. Practice it well."
He pointed his finger at He Mu's eyebrows and various images flashed.
When He Mu was thinking about it, he found that Mr. Su had disappeared, leaving only a smile.
"Don't ruin my reputation."
…
Stepping on the snow, Mengqi walked up Mount Liantai with his hands behind his back. It was dark and there were only a few lights in the temple at the top of the mountain.
The night was cold and cheerless, and the cold wind was refreshing. Meng Qi, who felt much more relaxed, climbed up the stairs in a leisurely and unhurried manner.
The pavilion halfway up the mountain was in sight. Mengqi recalled the little things of the past, the silly Junior Brother, the melancholy Master …
Clang!
A bell rang, clear and melodious. It had a strange charm in the night, as if it could call back people who were lost in the sea of bitterness and dreams.
Abbot Kong Wen rang the bell?
Mengqi was stunned. He only felt that the last trace of haze and tiredness in his heart had been completely swept away. His heart became lively again, as if it had been washed away by dust.
The bustling world of mortals, fresh life, companions, mutual support, all kinds of fun, leisurely and contented. This was who I used to be, and also who I am now. No matter what happens in the future, I can't let the mighty people "take it away". I can't let them disturb my state of mind!
At this moment, he heard the voice of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms, asking him to stay away from Shaolin Temple and prepare for the task.
He turned around and left. Before long, Mengqi was thousands of miles away.
His fighting spirit and fighting spirit suddenly surged in his heart, and he let out a long roar.
"Today, with the sword and knife in hand, I will kill gods, immortals and Buddhas!"
He sang passionately, as if he was answering Jiang Zhiwei's previous question.
His voice spread far away, and his figure disappeared.
