Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 595 Wutai Mountain Gate

"According to our calculations, your current cultivation is equivalent to the fourth-grade heavenly realm. Your magical power is far more powerful than that of ordinary fourth-grade cultivators, but your realm is slightly inferior to that of ordinary fourth-grade cultivators. And you are restricted by heaven and earth, and it is almost impossible to make further progress. If you follow the will of heaven, you can not only have a complete fourth-grade realm, but also get the opportunity to ascend to Daluo Heaven or Paradise."

Chu Tai's answer made Mackerel sneer: "It's just some things I have now, what kind of achievement is that?"

"What do you have now? If you maintain your current state and cultivation, how long do you think you can live?"

As soon as these words came out, the Mackerel Spirit God's expression suddenly changed, and he said fiercely, "Why, you want to threaten me now that you can't deceive me?"

"It's not a threat, but a fact? Although you have the destiny of this world, as this world is assimilated by us, the Great Heaven, if you cannot transform your aura and essence in time, you will inevitably be rejected by the Great Heaven. Even if your destiny can protect you for a while, how long can it protect you?"

"And once you are reincarnated, do you think you will have a chance to fully recover your current level of Taoism? To put it bluntly, you will be like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others."

Chu Tai's words made Mackerel furious. He wanted to refute, but he knew that the other party was right, so he could only remain silent and resist silently.

Chu Tai saw that the other party was angry and didn't want to indulge him. He said bluntly: "If it weren't for the sentient beings in this world, do you think I would be willing to argue with you about these things? Today, if you don't want to be decent, I don't mind giving up the mirror and the red lotus, and using the other ownership of this world to give birth to a son of destiny, let him seize your authority in the future, assimilate your foundation, and let everything you have become his nourishment."

As she spoke, the human bone stick in the hand of Goddess of Good Fortune immediately pressed down. The invisible pressure made the mackerel spirit show signs of collapse.

Seeing that Chu Tai seemed to really want to kill him, Mackerel dared not say anything and said that he was willing to follow the will of heaven.

Chu Tai said coldly: "How do I know if you will relapse in the future?"

After that, he raised the mirror in his hand, placed it in the void, and said: "How about this, we use the mirror as a witness and make an oath. You need to follow the will of heaven and help this world completely transform into a part of the Eastern Heaven. And I can make another promise to you. When the Qingqing world completely returns to the Great Heaven, the remaining destiny in this mirror will be given to you, so that you can further gather the remaining destiny of this world. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Mackerel's eyes rolled, as if he wanted to ask for something more, but the bone-recognizing stick on the spirit god slightly increased its strength, and he was startled and nodded repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Shao Siming cast a spell to transform it into a spirit fetus, which was stored in the place where several major earth veins intersected in the Qingqing World.

At the same time, Chu Tai placed the magic mirror on the spiritual fetus, and with the power of the fragments of the [Witch Medicine] Taoist fruit, he connected the cause and effect, and used the spiritual fetus to gather the four directions of the earth veins and the remaining destiny, constantly sorting out the remaining foreign Taoist laws and principles of this world, and perfecting his own mountain ghost incarnation.

When several Buddhist monks saw this scene, they came forward to offer their blessings and support. The phantom images of the five Buddhas on the back of the mirror, which were blessed by the pure light, suddenly became more solid.

Afterwards, several Buddhist monks bowed to Chu Tai, greeted Tong Tianque, and ascended to paradise with their guardians.

And their disciples, after obtaining the consent of Tianque and Shaosiming, descended to the Qingqing world which was gradually transformed into a floating island, and built temples to facilitate their future preaching.

After a period of breathing adjustment, and with the help of his two disciples, Master Tianque suppressed his injuries and recovered some of his magic power. He walked up to Chu Tai and said, "This precious mirror is clearly a protective item left to you by Daoist Fellow Jingguang. Leaving it here now is really..." Before Tianque could finish his words, Chu Tai waved his hand and said, "This is not a big deal. I left it here for my own reasons. You don't mind if I steal some of the results of your future business."

Tian Que shook his head and said, "The fact that this floating island can be built and become a blessed place for our Buddhist sect is the result of your help. Besides, both Lotus Mother and Pure Light Goddess chose to entrust part of their destiny to you."

"Combining your previous actions in that world, the gathering of destiny, and the power of that ascended Taoist friend, your share is larger than that of the mackerel. Even if you do nothing, we still have to pay some rent."

"Now, you just place the mirror on the ground veins to absorb the spiritual energy from the surroundings, and to nourish and accumulate strength. It's not a big deal. But the spirit of the mackerel..."

Master Tianque looked down at the spirit fetus transformed from the mackerel and sighed.

"Fellow Daoist, your method is really good. This method of suppression and nurturing is enough to completely remove all the impurities from it, restore its natural state, and become the spirit of our world."

Chu Tai heard this and shook his head, saying, "How dare I ask for so much? There is also the Saint King Avenue above us."

Tianque shook his head: "Who can be sure after a hundred years? If the order of heaven and earth changes and the Saint King Avenue is slack, it can be transformed into a spirit beloved by the fate of this land. If after a hundred years, the Saint King Avenue is still strong and suppresses all paths, it can also turn into the human path and practice as a human. It can be said that there are the best options for both advancement and retreat, which shows the means of fellow Taoist."

Chu Tai smiled and was about to say something else when he suddenly sensed something was wrong. He looked down at the human world and frowned slightly.

Tian Que also felt something when he saw this. He lowered his head and looked towards the human world. He sighed and said, "I didn't expect that they were unwilling to wait even for this little bit of time. These are troubled times."

"Now is the best time to attack me. How could the Wutai Mountain lineage let go of such a good opportunity?"

Chu Tai closed his eyes slightly, and said goodbye to Tianque after a while, and most of his distracted energy returned to his original body.

Shao Siming thought about it and chose to leave. For a moment, the floating island transformed from the Qingqing world was left with only a little bit of spiritual power left in the Xuanhuang jade carving.

The original body in the Jinhua Cave, after taking back a lot of power, walked out slowly and looked up at the colorful rays of light gradually rising above. The wind and thunder were surging, and there was faint chaotic lightning surging. His face couldn't help but turn cold.

"Master Wutai, you are operating the five elements outside my Jinhua Sect's cave, controlling the wind and thunder, disturbing the earth veins, and confusing the universe. What do you want to do?"

"What? I just want to know why my beloved wife died inexplicably!"

The rosy glow dissipated, and the Taoist Wutai stood in the void, his eyes were bloodshot, and the aura around him was turbulent. There was no longer any sign of his previous immortal style. At this moment, the Taoist Wutai was more like an evil demon than an immortal cultivator.

(End of this chapter)