If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 789 Below the Saint, all are but ants.
When Gu An's clone and Hong Ya Zi went to the Xuan You Divine Abyss, Gu An's true body was still in the Wu Shi Dao Temple.

Gradually, Gu An went out less and less. Apart from his regular herb-gathering trips, he would stay alone in a bamboo forest within the Wushi Dojo, quietly contemplating.

The disciples also noticed his unusual behavior, but no one was worried. They all thought he was going to create some extraordinary technique or supernatural power.

Time flies.

Ten thousand years have passed since Li Lingtian came to him for help.

Gu An's clone and Hong Yazi have ventured deep into the Xuan You Divine Abyss, but have encountered trouble and are trapped in a certain place, unable to leave.

The weather was clear and sunny that day.

A gentle breeze blew into the bamboo forest, and amidst the vibrant and beautiful green scenery, Gu An, dressed in white, sat on the steps in front of the pavilion. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were loose, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He braced himself on the steps with one hand and placed the other on his knee, pinching a bamboo leaf between his two fingers.

"what exactly is it……"

Gu An muttered to himself. Over the years, he had been searching for a feeling, but he could never figure it out. He even projected his lifespan multiple times, which made the feeling even stronger. It gave him a feeling that he was about to grasp it, but could never grasp it. Even as a Hunyuan Tongxuan Venerable Immortal, he couldn't help but feel anxious and uncertain.

It's worth mentioning that his clone also experienced the same sensation.

This is also why he did not immediately take action to help Hongyazi.

They were trapped in the Mysterious Abyss and were bound to encounter great calamity, but as that inexplicable feeling appeared, the calamity became blurred.

Gu An's cultivation has always focused on improving his Daoist skills. Although he tempers his Daoist heart and increases his understanding of the Great Dao through various means, he has never felt the existence of his state of mind as he does now.

It seems that some state of mind is waiting for him to break through.

After breaking through, he might not necessarily become stronger, but it was something he really wanted to achieve. This was a feeling that only appeared after reaching the level of a Primordial Profound Immortal.

It seems that a force is guiding the Primordial Dao Fruit, which in turn affects Gu An.

Just then, a figure walked out from the woods, came up to Gu An, and bowed to him.

“Master, my Immortal Emperor Eye has been feeling uneasy lately, causing my Dao Heart to generate resentment. Why is this? I haven’t encountered any stimulation.” An Xin looked at Gu An and asked with a worried expression.

Since entrusting all matters of Wushi to An Zizai, she has devoted herself to cultivation and has now reached the cultivation level of Luo Tian Zizai Immortal, surpassing all Wushi disciples.

Gu An's gaze did not leave the bamboo leaf in his hand. He replied softly, "Another pair of Immortal Emperor Eyes has appeared in the Three Thousand Great Worlds. Your Immortal Emperor Eyes sensed your nemesis, which is why they are disturbing your mind."

After listening, Anxin quickly asked, "How can I solve this problem?"

"Either go and kill that person, or hone your mind, overcome the influence of the Immortal Emperor's Eye, and truly master it."

Gu An's answer made An Xin fall into thought.

Killing someone is definitely out of the question. There was no enmity between them, and even if they were enemies, An Xin would never do such a thing.

Is it to temper one's mind?
She felt at ease with the challenge, as she had been suffering from it recently.

No matter how difficult it is, she has to overcome it; she can't let her master down.

"By the way, Master, you've come to this bamboo forest so often these past few years. What have you been studying?" Anxin asked curiously.

Gu An glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Just like you, I need to overcome my inner turmoil."

Upon hearing this, Anxin smiled, feeling a sense of relief.

Even a master as strong as her would face similar situations, which inspired her.

The master and disciple continued their conversation. Gu An inquired about her cultivation progress, and she answered truthfully. With Wushi having developed to this point, Gu An no longer needed to personally teach his disciples; they would naturally inherit the knowledge. It must be said that An Zizai's management skills were outstanding, even surpassing An Xin's; she managed Wushi very well, ensuring no disciple suffered any injustice.

I stayed there peacefully for a while before leaving.

Gu An remained seated, deep in thought.

……

The Mysterious Abyss is a dark red sky with undulating mountains. Although there are trees, there are no flowers, grass, leaves, or even a trace of green.

Gu An and Hong Yazi walked through the mountains. Hong Yazi looked around anxiously, her brows furrowed.

He suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, "I'm not leaving. No matter where I go, no matter where I fly, even if I destroy this place, I won't get out!"

Gu An stopped, turned halfway around, tilted her head to look at him, and asked, "Are you going to sit here and wait to die if you don't leave?"

"If all else fails, let's cultivate here. Perhaps we can break through and escape."

"How long will it take to break through?"

"But if we keep going, we don't know how long it will take to get out. This Xuanyou Divine Abyss is too strange. How come I've never heard of such a restriction on heaven and earth before?"

Hong Yazi said dejectedly, "I am a Great Immortal of the Heavenly Realm. Since reaching this level, I have never encountered such a powerless situation."

Gu An withdrew his gaze and continued forward, leaving only one sentence: "Then you stay here, I will go forward alone. If I escape, I will come back to save you. If I die ahead and you successfully break through, then don't worry about my corpse."

Upon hearing this, Hong Yazi's expression changed slightly, and his gaze became resentful.

"Does it have to be so absolute?"

Hong Yazi cursed under his breath, then followed Gu An's footsteps.

"I'm curious, why are you so calm?" Hong Yazi came to Gu An's side and asked.

Gu An stared straight ahead and asked in return, "I'm also curious, why are you in such a hurry? You've cultivated for so many years, how long have we been trapped compared to the time you spend in seclusion?"

Hong Yazi choked, and he couldn't help but reflect on himself.

Could it really be that there's something wrong with my own Daoist heart?
The two fell silent for the rest of the journey.

I don't know how long it took, maybe half a day, or maybe decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years.

Gu An's gaze changed. Following his gaze, he saw that the hillside in front of him was covered with stone tablets of different sizes, with strange characters and obscure patterns engraved on them.

Even the numb Hong Yazi was drawn to the scene ahead. He took out his whisk, wary of any unusual individuals who might try to escape.

The two continued onward and arrived at the foot of the mountain. Instead of rushing up, they observed from a distance.

Their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the largest stone tablet on the hillside.

“That seems to be the script of the ancient Heavenly Court,” Hong Yazi mused.

Gu An asked in surprise, "Ancient Heavenly Court? There were other Heavenly Courts before?"

Hong Yazi shook his head and said, "The Ancient Heavenly Court was the Heavenly Court of the previous Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor lived longer than all the beings in the Heavenly Dao, so the earlier Heavenly Court is equivalent to a legend and is called the Ancient Heavenly Court. A celestial being from the Misty Immortal Court obtained the cultivation method of the Ancient Heavenly Court. I was also taught by it and know this character."

"What is written on the monument?" Gu An asked.

Hong Yazi's expression turned strange. He hesitated for a moment and said, "It says on it, 'Without becoming a saint, one is ultimately an illusion; below the saint, all are ants and insects.'"

(End of this chapter)