Chapter 472: Chapter 93: The Inconceivable Divine Technique, Senior Brother Zhang’s Love
The Immortal Mother’s gaze was incredibly profound as she continued:
"He has only just reached the Initial Immortal realm, yet he already possesses the characteristics of the Celestial Realms, of a Daluo, and even of an incomplete Dao Fruit. On top of that, he is from the Shangqing Lineage. Besides the Qing Ping Sword, I fear he holds a number of other Supreme Treasures..."
Beside her, the Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole said in a deep voice:
"You have the two bearers of great destiny in your grasp, don’t you?"
Gouchen nodded slightly:
"A sliver of my spirit has taken Xiang Yu’s body, and a sliver of Qing Hua’s spirit holds Liu Bang’s. The problem now, however, is that the Qin Dynasty shows no sign of decline... Thankfully, over these past eighteen hundred years, Qing Hua has had the Earth Deities stir up chaos. Otherwise..."
"It wasn’t me."
"What?" The other Daluo glanced over in surprise.
Emperor Qing Hua’s voice was sullen as he said:
"I had nothing to do with the Earth Deities causing chaos."
The Immortal Mother’s expression hardened slightly:
"Not you? Then who was the guiding hand behind the scenes? This..."
"It was I."
The Daluo followed the voice and saw a Daoist drift into the room.
"Lu Ya." The expressions of the four Daluo turned solemn at once. A grave look appeared on their faces as they all rose to their feet.
Lu Ya Daoist approached, holding a Little Gourd suffused with purple mist, and spoke lightly:
"I was the one who set the Earth Deities in motion. Everything has changed too quickly. The Celestial Realm’s Immortal Officials and Divine Officials have been completely replaced. Most of the New Immortals today are merely at the level of True Immortals or Earth Immortals.
Add to that the fact that Daluo cannot interfere directly... what do you have to fight Profound Yellow with?"
The four Daluo looked at each other and fell silent.
Lu Ya, cradling the gourd, continued:
"Setting aside everything else, the Ancestral Dragon, Kunpeng, Duobao, and Luo Hou Daoist are enough to keep the four of you occupied. What if Profound Yellow has other tricks up his sleeve? What if True Martial decides to help Profound Yellow?"
The Immortal Mother considered this for a moment, then sighed:
"No one expected Shakyamuni to interfere..."
She paused, a look of bafflement on her face:
"What I can’t understand is why Shakyamuni dared to get involved. He currently holds half a Dao Fruit. Logically, he should be doing his utmost to avoid the Cause and Effect of the Red Dust and stabilize his Dao Fruit first..."
"Let’s not talk about Shakyamuni for now."
Lu Ya shook his head and said calmly, "One thousand years. The final thousand years. First, we’ll have the Earth Deities incite turmoil to get the grand destiny back on track... Profound Yellow intends to attack the Celestial Court. You must go find the Demon Ancestor and ask for some of the Demon Race to assist. This time, I will also enter the game."
"You’re entering the game as well??" The complexions of the four Daluo changed.
Lu Ya nodded.
"There are too many variables. I’m just trying to ensure a stable outcome. When the great curtain rises, I will personally suppress Profound Yellow, but I will need your help."
"Daoist Monarch, please speak freely."
"I intend to take charge of the Four Directions Celestial Court—East, West, South, and North. I also wish to borrow the position of the Kunlun Jade Pool."
"Daoist Monarch, the Western Celestial Court is gone, and the Northern Celestial Court is currently under True Martial’s control..."
"Then we shall re-establish the Western Celestial Court." Lu Ya’s voice was cold. "I need to borrow your positions of the Four Extremes for a time. When the curtain falls, I will naturally return them."
Seeing this, the Daluo fell silent.
After a long moment, the Immortal Mother nodded.
"It was through your machinations that Haotian fell back then. I trust you. I agree to this."
"I agree as well."
"As do I."
After all the Daluo had nodded in agreement, a satisfied smile appeared on Lu Ya’s face:
"Good... On second thought, I’d better go see the Demon Ancestor myself. There can be no mistakes this time."
With that, he flickered and vanished.
After Lu Ya left, the Emperor of Longevity narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Are we really going to trust this Lu Ya so easily? To this day, I still can’t see through him. I don’t even know his true form."
"It’s as I’ve said before." The Immortal Mother said lightly, "If he hadn’t united us back then, Haotian would still be reigning supreme in the Celestial Court. If not for him, how would we have today’s situation?"
"True enough." The Emperor of Longevity nodded. "Lu Ya..."
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「Taishan, in a thatched hut.」
Lu Xuan, disguised as a farmer, was cultivating in silence while chatting leisurely with Old Nong, discussing all manner of Daos and principles.
One by one, his Acupoints were rapidly transforming into Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands...
He now had mastery over seventy percent of the Great Dao Golden Texts for the Mediation of Creation, the Immortal Slaying Sword Form, and the Immortal Slaying Sword Form. Pioneering a Grotto Heaven was a simple matter.
Even his five Acupoints of Form, Sound, Smell, Taste, Touch and his many Divine Techniques were advancing rapidly.
After stepping into the Immortal realm, he seemed to have been completely reborn. He was transforming and growing stronger with every passing moment!
"Teacher, I..." Lu Xuan’s words suddenly stopped short.
"Hm?" Old Nong glanced over, slightly surprised, a smile spreading across his face. "Your Form Acupoint has reached Perfection? Excellent."
The words had barely left his mouth when a heaven-shattering Dao Rhyme erupted from Lu Xuan’s body. But under Old Nong’s concealment, the Dao Rhyme flashed for an instant before vanishing into silence!
He kept his eyes tightly shut. Among his five Divine Communication Acupoints, the Form Acupoint had been deduced to the point of Perfection. This Great Divine Technique was beginning to transform!
The Form Acupoint grants clear and total vision. One can sit and see the ten directions. From the heavens above to the earth below, nothing can obstruct one’s sight. Within the six cardinal points, all things—from ghosts and gods to the great and small in both the seen and unseen realms, the true nature of all matters, and Heaven, Earth, and Nature itself—are all laid bare before your eyes!
In that instant, Lu Xuan saw the Nine Nether, the Celestial Court, Spirit Mountain...
He saw all worlds and all realms, and the most profound of principles!
Every scene and every image flowed, alternated, rose and fell, and evolved within his eyes, finally converging into one!
"I... can see all things," he murmured to himself.
After a long while, Lu Xuan opened his eyes. His gaze was slightly dazed as he stared at the Celestial Vault, at the fundamental Great Dao, and sighed in admiration:
"So that’s how it is."
Old Nong smiled.
"When the Form Acupoint reaches Perfection, it naturally gives birth to an inconceivable Divine Technique. You must be more careful in the future. Try to conceal yourself as much as possible to avoid harming other living beings."
Lu Xuan snapped out of the endless Dao Rhyme, reined in the profound mysteries in his eyes, and asked curiously:
"Teacher, what Divine Technique? How do I conceal it?"
Old Nong thought for a moment and smiled:
"With the Perfection of the Form Acupoint, you gain the ’Eye-Witness Skill’. All the grandeur and profound mysteries within a short distance of you that you gaze upon directly will be stored within you, merge with you, and become your ’divinity’.
If you don’t conceal it, any being that peeks at you will be like seeing all that grandeur and profundity themselves, and they will suffer a backlash... Those with low cultivation would probably self-destruct just from a single glance."
"For example, if you were to closely observe my ’True Body’, and another living being were to then peek at you, they would see... the ’Supreme’."
Hearing this, Lu Xuan’s eyes widened. He subconsciously glanced at Old Nong and was momentarily stunned.
Upon looking directly at Old Nong, an immensely majestic ’divinity’ was added unto him, becoming his own intrinsic spirit and merging with him.
Lu Xuan came to his senses, feeling his Spiritual Will skyrocketing. He was horrified, utterly dumbfounded:
"This Dharma... isn’t it a bit too..."
He had only glanced at his teacher’s avatar, yet he had absorbed that avatar’s ’divinity’, ’spirit’, and ’profound mysteries’, causing his Spiritual Will to multiply explosively!
’What would happen if I were to gaze upon the True Bodies of my three masters?’
’What would happen if I were to see all the Divine Buddhas in the heavens and all the Dao Fruits??’
Old Nong smiled and said:
"The five Acupoints of Form, Sound, Smell, Taste, and Touch are of Innate profundity. Even ordinary Daluo find them difficult to even begin to comprehend. Since you have achieved Perfection in the Form Acupoint, it is only natural that you would gain such an inconceivable Divine Technique."
He paused and then advised:
"Remember, you must restrain this inconceivable Divine Technique in your daily life to avoid accidentally harming weaker beings. Especially after you have accumulated more power, even an Immortal will not be able to look at you!"
Lu Xuan understood and quickly suppressed his Form Acupoint. At the same time.
"Old Man, we’ve come to ask for a bowl of your herbal tea again!"
Along with a crisp voice that sounded like silver bells,
Lu Xuan looked over subconsciously. An exceptionally beautiful village girl and a Farmer’s Son were walking over with smiles on their faces, looking completely ordinary and unremarkable.
’I don’t even recognize this Farmer’s Son. Why did Teacher say I knew him?’
Subconsciously, Lu Xuan peered into their Cause and Effect, saw through to their true forms, and suddenly started to choke and cough.
’Zhang... Zhang Liang?’
’Senior Brother Zhang??’
"What’s wrong with this gentleman?" Seeing the farmer sitting next to the Old Man coughing violently, Ao Xianzhi let out a small cry and led Zhang Liang forward:
"Are... are you alright?"
"I’m fine, I’m fine..." Lu Xuan waved his hand, then saw the Farmer’s Son glance at him curiously before walking toward Old Nong.
He laughed heartily:
"Old Man, it’s been a while! You’re looking as spry as ever, I see?"
Zhang Liang, in the guise of a Farmer’s Son, was clearly very familiar with Old Nong. He nonchalantly plucked the hemp-woven conical hat from Old Nong’s head and said cheerfully:
"How has your hair gotten so much thinner?"
A dangerous glint flashed in Old Nong’s eyes, and at the side, Lu Xuan started coughing violently again.
