Chapter 190 The Kuroshio and the Upper Realm Boat [Two Chapters in One]
The young man with frosty temples was stunned for a moment. He raised his head. Although he couldn't see clearly the eyes covered by green cloth, the expression on the young man's face suddenly changed.
"teacher!"
His lips trembled slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but when the matter came to an end, he finally bowed down heavily, not knowing how to speak.
The Master's whereabouts are uncertain all year round as the second saint in the world. In recent times, the only true rumor about this supreme saint is that he accepted Du Shaozhi as his disciple.
And although Xuan Wenjun is also a saint in the upper realm, his deeds in the world are countless more than those of the Master.
Whether it was establishing the Academy System, wiping out Sun Yingtai's ghost soldiers, or killing the Southern God Lingguang who was near death and resurrected at the bottom of Changxia City.
In the ancestral land of the three great demon immortals, he used great magic power to create three guarding passes, and ordered the three religions and hundreds of countries to take turns guarding the passes. From then on, the two races were incommunicado, and there was no more demonic chaos in the world...
In the third month after the death of King Xi of Zheng Guo, fire suddenly fell from the sky and its anger touched the capital of Ye.
After the heavenly fire dissipated, only a piece of tortoise shell remained in place.
From then on, Changshengzi and Xuanwenjun were the only people in the world who had seen the tortoise shell.
His actions are difficult to fathom.
He originally planned to establish the Danding Sect, teach the world, and respect the immortal son who is the master, but suddenly he returned to Ganshan and paid no attention to worldly affairs.
And Xuan Wenjun also took a boat to the South China Sea from then on, and there was no news at all.
Outside the cabin, although there are children reporting human affairs every day, there are few responses.
He went far away beyond the realm of heaven...
The distance between heaven and earth cannot be exhausted even by Asura's eyesight.
This time, even the young man with frosty temples never thought that his teacher not only responded, but also personally revealed his will from outside the world.
His mind was racing with thoughts, and he was speechless for a while.
"Get up."
When the young man was in a state of confusion, an old voice sounded in his ears.
He stepped back respectfully and raised his head.
A few steps in front of him, a tall, white old man was looking at him. He wore a silk cloth crown on his head, a dull jade belt tied around his waist, and a pair of half-used straw sandals under his feet. Judging from his attire, he looked like a pair of old men.
He looks like a poor teacher in the countryside.
"Third senior brother, he..."
The young man with frosty temples looked ashamed, and he bowed deeply:
"My disciple has done something bad, please punish me sir!"
After my husband ascended to the critical heaven, he was the one to help the white-crowned man polish his Shura heart.
But I didn't expect that when things came to pass, the man with the white crown lost his mind and revealed Asura's true form.
"It's not your fault."
The tall, white old man spoke softly. He raised his eyes and his eyes fell on the cave he opened with his own hands.
"It's not his fault either."
The tall old man was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"If you want to blame..." After a long time, the young man with frosty temples was shocked and realized that his husband's face showed a hint of bitterness.
"If you really want to blame me, you should blame me."
The tall old man put his hands behind his back. He took one step forward, and the world suddenly turned upside down.
The cabin was left far behind, no trace of it was seen anymore, and in front of us was the deep and boundless sea.
The young man with frosty temples was stunned for a moment, then he took a step forward and fell behind the tall old man.
Under the vast waves, there is a gorgeous and exquisite water palace.
The man with the white crown is lying on the bed, still unconscious. Beside him, the young man in green shirt and the bright woman look like they are arguing. The man with the yellow face is holding his hands, expressionless.
"After I became enlightened, I met him when I first arrived in the upper realm."
The tall old man reached out and pointed. On the bed, a handsome man with a white crown frowned, and his face showed a look of struggle from time to time.
He looked at it silently for a long time, and finally sighed.
"When I met him, he was still so young and weak. Even his golden eyes were only half-open and half-closed. He didn't look like an Asura. He was clearly just a puppy that could show its teeth."
The young man with frosty temples was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
"How could such a young Asura survive from the upper realm? That realm has been swallowed up by the black tide. Even when I walk in it, I am often in a trance.
I was very surprised at the time, so I followed him secretly and sent him back quietly.
After that, I met your senior brother and second senior brother..."
The tall old man smiled bitterly and his voice stopped abruptly.
Beside him, the young man with frosty temples said nothing.
He also vaguely heard about what happened next.
After the deeds of immortals and Buddhas descended to the realm one after another, they all joined hands to perform the most extraordinary deeds of heavenly power.
The upper world was swallowed up by the black tide and turned into a dead land.
The ultimate heavenly power, this time, is the vitality of all sentient beings in the upper world...
After my teacher became enlightened, he went to the upper world for the first time. When he came back, there were two more disciples beside him.
At that time, the third senior brother was just a newborn Asura. When he was abandoned in the upper realm, he was so weak that he could not even open his golden eyes.
He can only survive because of the help of his senior brother.
My senior brother is the guardian boy of a fairy mansion. When the black tide approached, the owner of the fairy mansion left for another world early. In the rush, the little mountain guardian boy was naturally left behind.
When their teacher found them, he saw a half-grown boy, followed by a young Asura.
Because of this, the white-crowned man has a very close relationship with his senior brother.
After his senior brother became successful in cultivation, he also followed his teacher and went to the heaven and earth to cover up the dark tide in the human world.
However, he was unprepared for a moment and was accidentally corrupted by the black tide. The immortals and gods were helpless and had to wait for death.
After his death, the nature of the third senior brother became more and more violent day by day and could no longer be contained.
"Instead of blaming ignorance, it's better to blame me."
After a long time, the tall old man sighed quietly:
"He wanted Shouzheng to reincarnate with the help of the Six Paths Wheel and live a new life. At that time, it happened that it was my turn to temporarily take care of the Six Paths Wheel."
"The Six Paths Wheel..." The boy with frosty temples hesitated for a moment, and finally asked a question that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time:
"The Six Paths Wheel, can it really wash away the dark tide of Senior Brother Shouzheng?"
"able."
The tall old man was silent for a while: "But the price is too high, so even the immortals, Buddhas and saints in the lower world will not allow it to happen."
"In this small world, the legal principles are incomplete, the great road is invisible, and death is like a light going out. It is different from the big world in the rumors. Naturally, there is no such thing as reincarnation."
"Every time the wheel of six paths is turned, it swallows up the vitality of this world.
In front of the Jedi Heavenly Passage, those immortals, Buddhas and saints descended to the lower world one after another to forge this area of heaven and earth into a boat for crossing the black tide. Naturally, they would not allow anyone to tamper with their precious raft to save the world.
If we say that ignorance is reincarnated, it is just removing a few insignificant planks from the ship, but washing away the black tide from Shouzheng's body is cutting a hole in the ship's hull."
The tall old man's face showed neither sadness nor joy, and his voice was also light:
"I want to save Shouzheng, but I dare not. If I use the Six Paths Wheel, after a while, not only Shouzheng will be saved.
Together with my Xuanwen lineage and all living beings in the world, they will be completely killed by the long-coveted saints from the upper world!
They allowed Shouzheng to be infected with the black tide, and deliberately put the Six Paths Wheel in my hands. Their intentions are sinister, they are so sinister!
In their eyes, we, the sentient beings in the lower world, are nothing but insignificant ants that can be crushed to death...
If it weren't for Master, all living beings in this world, whether they are demons or humans, would have been turned into ashes by the gods in the upper world."
When the tall old man said these words, his face was extremely calm, and his expression was calm from beginning to end.
He stepped on the water waves in the cave sky, raised his eyes, and seemed to see incomparably majestic faces appearing around the cave sky, staring at him.
That look is like a human looking at the ants under his feet...
The tall old man looked at them silently, then looked away.
And in this short moment, beside the old man, the young man with frosty temples was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
At that moment, the young man only felt that he was being watched.
It was a gaze beyond the scope of understanding. When they looked at their faces, it was as if they were looking at their own lives.
Scenes from when I was a child, to a teenager, to a young man, to becoming a disciple and practicing, and now.
Their eyes are fixed on themselves all the time.
When the boy with frosty temples almost trembled.
Those glances disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.
"In order to avoid the black tide, they have extreme heavenly power. In order to avoid the black tide, they abandoned the upper world. In order to avoid the black tide, they forged this world into a world-saving boat. In order to avoid the black tide, they have to walk
The mass extinction of the human world..."
The tall old man smiled bitterly:
"Although I have reached the upper three realms of martial arts, in their eyes, I am just a slightly bigger ant."
In the Qian Qi era, I, who was born as a king, had long stood on the top of a mountain that ordinary people could not reach even if they worked hard throughout their lives.
Then Mingzang becomes a human immortal until he reaches the upper three realms and becomes a saint in the world.
At that time, Mr. Xuanwen thought that this world was nothing more than this.
It wasn't until King Xi's death that he and Changshengzi saw the tortoise shell in the fire when fire descended from the sky in Yedu.
All the secrets of the world were suddenly revealed to the two of them.
The upper realm...the upper realm that I once cherished so much has been swallowed up by the black tide and turned into a huge place of death.
Immortals, Buddhas and gods have performed the ultimate act of heavenly power and descended to the realm one after another to transform this area of heaven and earth into a boat that can cross the black tide.
Kuroshio, the boundless Kuroshio...
The Changshengzi was so heartbroken that he sat on the mountain in despair, never caring about worldly affairs again.
But I chose to come outside the world.
There, Lord Xuanwen met his own protector, who was also the protector of all sentient beings in the world.
He saw the Master.
Xuan Wenjun always believed that he was favored by the fate of heaven and earth, and that he was able to achieve the status of a saint in the upper three realms through his cultivation.
But at that moment, he just felt that everything in the world was nothing but illusion.
Martial arts practice involves practicing in the lower three realms, refining Qi in the middle three realms, and refining spirit in the upper three realms.
Fetus Breath, Skill Training, Yang Talisman, Diamond, Life Store, Human Immortal...
From the perspective of the gods in the upper realm, and from the perspective of all living beings, the six realms of immortality are already the end of the human world.
Even if you practice martial arts to the point of immortality, your soul will eventually return to heaven and earth, and you will not live forever.
As for the upper three realms, after cultivating to the upper three realms, although you will not be able to live forever, it is an alternative method of living with the world and a unique way of immortality.
This is undoubtedly a wooden plank that was slammed off the boat of the saints in the upper world.
Wang Qiuyi, Hei Tianzi, Taiwei Mountain Dao Master, and even Sun Yingtai, throughout the ages, there have always been people with extraordinary talents among all living beings in the world.
But when they are about to take the last step in the immortal realm, they often die unexpectedly, leaving no bones left.
The remaining people who were vigilant also vaguely guessed what was going on, so they went overseas one after another, hiding from the world.
All living beings in the world are like grass and grass, just trying to survive.
Since Juedi Tiantong, the only person who has truly achieved the upper three realms is Xuan Wenjun.
But because of this, he and his master were exiled to the realm of heaven, and could not easily return to the human world in their true form.
"The purple mist in the future will only become more intense."
The tall old man took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to the young man with frosty temples:
"If you really can't do anything, just take everyone and escape."
"teacher……"
The young man held the jade pendant in his hand in shock, his fingers trembling violently.
At this moment, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
"Teacher." The young man bowed: "Purple mist, what exactly is it?"
He knows that the Black Tide, the decline of the upper world, and the birth of Jedi Heavenly Tong, all of these are rooted in the Black Tide.
But purple mist...
What is this purple mist that has caused turmoil in various countries, countless living corpses, and rampant humans and demons?
"How does a white fish blend into a community of black fish?"
The tall old man suddenly spoke. Before the young man could think about the result, the old man answered by himself.
"Naturally dye the scales black."
Xuan Wenjun laughed at himself, looking a little helpless:
"The gaps in the realm of heaven were deliberately created by those gods from the upper realm. Over the years, their boats have gradually become exhausted and unable to carry them across the black tide.
The purple mist is the product of the black tide diluting through the boundary-sky barrier."
"this……"
The young man with frosty temples was so shaken that he could hardly hold the jade pendant in his hand.
"Such a black tide aura will naturally not harm those sacred beings in the upper realm.
On the contrary, this move can also imbue the Ark with the aura of the Black Tide, making it appear fake and real, thereby concealing the various monsters in the Black Tide and causing them to miss this boundary."
"But their insignificance." The tall old man closed his eyes: "For you, it is a real catastrophe of eternity."
Purple mist...black tide...
"Surprised?"
Seeing the young man's distracted look, the tall old man shook his head:
"In the three thousand great worlds, there may be Buddhists and Bodhisattvas who save the world with compassion, Taoist heavenly kings, and Shinto sages...but in this Ark World, none of them are good."
"If you weren't afraid of Master."
Xuan Wenjun sighed: "All living beings in this world have long been crushed into ashes by them."
"teacher……"
After a long silence, the young man raised his head, looked at Xuan Wenjun and spoke softly:
"Since they are the ones who have pierced the leakage of heaven and earth, what's the use of you and Master filling the gap in heaven?"
He has always had a doubt in his heart.
What is the use of everything in this world?
"We can't just sit back and watch."
Unexpectedly, there was no long speech. All that came out of my teacher's mouth was a low sigh.
"Disciple understands!"
After a long time, the young man nodded heavily.
"Since I got the tortoise shell, I have been outside the world. Just in a blink of an eye, how many hundreds of years have passed in the human world..."
Xuan Wenjun glanced at the white-crowned man. He was still unconscious. No one in the Shui Mansion noticed the arrival of his teacher.
"Shou Zheng voluntarily died at the hands of ignorance in order to find a happy relief and no longer be tortured by the black tide.
And if I have been ignorant for only fifty years, my achievements are almost as good as mine.
Xiaoer and Xiaoqi have impure thoughts and want to explore why the ignorant practice is so bad.
He was also bewitched by the divine beings from the upper realm, and he eventually died under the wheel of six paths, and it was his own fault."
The tall old man had a complicated expression:
"After I got the tortoise shell, I was expelled from the world to deal with the black tide. I have been busy and have no time to teach you.
This matter is my fault."
At Xuan Wenjun's words, the young man with frosty temples suddenly frowned.
"Ignorance is destroyed." He asked tentatively: "Is it the divine handwriting of the upper realm?"
"nature."
"Then, why can he be reincarnated?"
The sacred eyes are all focused on the wheel of six paths. Even with the cultivation of ignorance, it is just a mantis trying to act as a chariot and not overestimating its own capabilities.
"Rumors." Xuan Wenjun said, "He made a deal with the gods in the upper world."
