Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 257: Questioning Xiaxia

After the earth-shaking explosion subsided, Chu Tai suddenly felt a strange feeling.

He frowned slightly: "What a coincidence, the location of the ruins is exactly where my clone was before? But that place is not a plain..."

Before Chu Tai finished speaking, he knew that the ruins were below the place where Han Yanwu had stood before, and because it was Chu Tai's breath that stimulated the opening of the ruins, he also knew some information.

At the same time, the ruins were forced to open, and the aura spread outward without any suppression. Some powerful people nearby opened their eyes one after another, and some closely related powerful people also sensed it.

The Earth Lord in the Yin Mountain looked up at Lu'an City and whispered, "Wenxiaxia, I didn't expect that they would appear again after five hundred years. Has the inheritance of these guys not been cut off?"

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

The Buddhist chant sounded, and then another voice spoke with a slightly joyful tone.

"Ever since the last cultivator of this lineage died inexplicably five hundred years ago, I thought that the lineage's inheritance had been cut off. Today, seeing the birth of Wenxiaxia makes me feel deeply gratified. With the existence of this lineage's successor, I think the world will be much better today."

Upon hearing this, Yinshan Dizun did not respond immediately, but stared blankly in the direction of Wenxia Gorge.

Wenxia Gorge is a very special gathering place, which was born out of a battle between two monks ten thousand years ago.

Later, one of the monks taught Taoism and his own ideas here. Although he never accepted disciples, many people were influenced by him, and many people called themselves his disciples, which made Wenxia Gorge quite famous among the people.

Later, in order to practice his ideals, the monk passed away in a meaningless war. The disciples he left behind supported each other and built a new Wenxia Gorge with his ideals as the core.

Yinshan Dizun whispered, "The ancestor of his lineage did not even leave a name in order to prevent future generations from worshipping him, and he did not care at all about his disciples and other people learning magic."

"As a result, after the founder of this concept passed away, the people who practiced cultivation later came from many different sources, including common people, princes and nobles, and even some independent immortal practitioners and Buddhist monks. The methods of cultivation were even more diverse, including the methods of various schools of thought, immortal ways, unorthodox methods, monks, and magicians. They were not necessarily orthodox cultivators."

Another voice laughed and said, "But as long as we inherit their ideals, we will definitely stick to the same beliefs. After all, this faction is more like a special group of people who share the same ideals than the current sects."

At the same time, Old Ancestor Haha, who was far away in another direction, also opened his eyes, casually touched the water surface, and took out a broken Nuo mask from it. This was a very rare failed item after he achieved the fourth level.

Back then, he failed to peel off the other party's Taoist fruit and refine it into his own Nuo mask.

He ran his fingers over the bumpy and incomplete Nuo mask, and whispered to himself the evaluation of this faction by historians among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

"Although his actions are not in line with justice, he is always trustworthy in his words, resolute in his actions, sincere in his promises, and does not care about his body. He rushes to help others in distress. Even when he is ready to die, he does not boast of his abilities. He is ashamed to brag about his virtues. There are many such people."

"I originally thought that your inheritance was cut off five hundred years ago, and I would never have the chance to complete your Dao Fruit. But at this time, your last gathering appeared. It seems that God also thinks that I should be in charge of some of your faction's ideas."

Haha, the old man stretched out his hand again and lightly tapped the water surface. Several new Nuo masks flew out and landed on some stone statues around him.

The rough stone sculptures began to take on a sense of flesh and blood. After bowing slightly to the old ancestor, they left on a cloud of light.

At this time, Chu Tai himself had also begun to digest the information conveyed to him by the ruins, and he saw many people.

The actions of these people may not necessarily comply with the law, but they will definitely keep their words and do what they promised sincerely, even if doing so requires sacrificing their lives.

At the same time, they respect the strong, but they respect the weak even more. For the weak, they will not hesitate to use their own lives to defend the rights of the weak and save the weak from suffering. But when this group of people save others from danger and distance themselves from death, they will be a little ashamed to boast about their virtues.

Chu Tai was somewhat surprised and somewhat impressed by this philosophy and style of behavior.

"Chivalrous and benevolent?"

Chu Tai looked towards the direction of the ruins. Because of his good deeds and blessings, he was recognized by Wenxia Gorge and gained the right to enter.

"We are all gathered here for justice. If you are willing to uphold good intentions and uphold justice, please step forward."

He thought for a moment, took a step forward, and the next second, the world turned upside down and Chu Tai had entered the Wenxia Gorge.

The entire canyon is very desolate, with smooth cliffs on both sides and bubbling liquid underfoot.

The sky was gray, like the middle of the night, or like the last night before dawn.

Chu Tai took two steps forward. A faint light rose under his feet, leaving shallow footprints. At the same time, he felt that some of his good deeds, blessings, and protection were all suppressed. The further he walked, the more he was suppressed.

At the same time, the liquid under his feet began to roll continuously, as if it was going to swallow up Chu Tai.

With the faint light from the footprints he left behind, Chu Tai saw some mutilated corpses in the roiling liquid.

These corpses were covered with wounds that should not normally appear on the human body, as well as some organs that should not be there.

The smell of the corpse was also turbid and chaotic, filled with despair and depravity.

When Chu Tai took two more steps forward, a corpse rolled out from the liquid and blocked Chu Tai's way.

The face revealed was that of Si Shubai whom Chu Tai knew. She was naked, covered with scars and some unspeakable filth, and her wide-open eyes were filled with despair and anger.

The liquid rolled, and a passage of words appeared in front of Chu Tai.

'If you walk the path of benevolence and righteousness, and are misunderstood and slandered, and suffer unbearable hardships, and eventually die, will you regret it?'

"If this behavior is what I want, and everything I do is what I want, why should I regret it?"

Chu Tai roughly figured out the trick, and after responding, he saw the appearance of Si Shubai, who was not very familiar to him, change. He became Guo Shan, Guo Shan's parents, and Fu Guang...

Every person and every corpse was covered with countless wounds and signs of torture.

'If you act on the path of benevolence and justice, and your relatives and friends are harmed and die with regrets, will you regret it?'

"If I am walking on the path of benevolence and righteousness, and I have done nothing wrong, but my relatives and friends are harmed and die with regrets, I will certainly feel pain and hatred, but I will not regret it."

ps: The paragraph about the historian’s evaluation in the article comes from the "Preface to the Biographies of Knights-Errant".

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