Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Damp, stuffy, and dull pain in the chest.

This long-lost feeling of "weakness" made him feel confused for a while.

As he broke out of the earth, he breathed in deep breaths of air. Xu Zhiqiu supported himself with his arms and finally pushed his way out from the mound.

"I am..."

He turned around and saw only barren hills everywhere with no grass growing.

He looked at himself again and saw a large black and red area on his chest, the blood had long since dried up.

When he lifted up his shirt to expose his chest, he could see a hideous wound that exposed the bone.

The heart in the cavity had been crushed into a lump of rotten meat, and it was unbearable to look at.

He remembered that he died because of this fatal injury.

When he turned around and took another look, he saw that it was indeed his own grave.

The wooden sign had been knocked over by heavy rain, and the words on it were blurred.

Inscription: Tomb of Xu Zhiqiu, a disciple of Trinity.

There is another row of small characters in the lower right corner - Brother Shuiyun Changqing and others stood there crying and bleeding.

Xu Zhiqiu looked at it and became a little unhappy. He couldn't help but complain:
"You're just going to bury me in this crappy place? This is just fake brotherhood..."

But no matter what,
Xu Zhiqiu looked up and saw the clear blue sky.

Take a deep breath, it's a nostalgic scent.

Laughing or crying:

"I never thought that my old Xu would come back one day..."

He stayed in that world for several decades, founded a school, accepted a large number of disciples, and established a huge empire.

I didn't expect that when I closed my eyes and opened them again, hey! I was actually back to the Republic of China world before I traveled through time.

Of course he couldn't blame God this time, it was his own fault.

At that time, from the moment he entered the rift in the cosmic membrane and faced chaos, the passage of time had no meaning to him.

Chaos does not count years. To him, the time and space of the outside world have become relatively static.

So there was plenty of time for him.

The only thing he had to devote all his energy to was to find a way to conform to the Tao.

So, he pondered in the chaotic space for an unknown period of time and finally found a feasible way.

"If you want to achieve the Dao, you must be like the great god Pangu, using supreme magic power to blast open the endless thick chaos, so that you can see the innate Dao behind it. But with the power of a celestial being in the third realm, I am still far from it. I must be like Ji Huanzhen, first completing myself to the perfect state, so that I can have a chance to fight hard and prove the Dao with force."

However, unlike Ji Huanzhen's micro-grand great perfection, Xu Zhiqiu's plan is to divide his own consciousness into three parts and place them in the "two realms" for further practice.

When the other two bodies have also achieved great success, they will be able to merge the three lives' cultivation into one. With unprecedented infinite magic power, they will blast away the chaos in one fell swoop and merge with the innate Tao.

Of course, the success of this move can no longer be measured in terms of difficulty or ease.

All we can do is try our best and leave the rest to fate.

And this so-called "destiny" is no longer the destiny in the general sense.

At this moment, Xu Zhiqiu looked up.

He practiced the Daluo Cave Contemplation,
A pair of deep and clear eyes are far-reaching, transcending the barriers of mountains and rivers, transcending the boundaries of the universe, and even transcending the long river of cosmic light, leaping into an unprecedented new dimension.

At this latitude, the multiverse is like a long, silent river running parallel to each other.

Starting from the singularity upstream, it flows to the end of all universes.

And he is a tiny speck of sand that stands above the long river, overlooking the creation of time.

Looking down,

There are three dimensional universes that are inextricably linked causally with him.

The most obvious one among them is naturally the "main world" in which he wants to practice the Tao.

The second one is the world before he traveled through time, which is the world he is in now.

As for the third one, it is a "parallel world" that is exactly the same as the main world.

It’s just that this parallel world has a completely different development trajectory because there is no interference from oneself.

"Now, the 'Dharma Body' is supporting the chaos alone in the void, and the 'Karma Body' is reviving with the help of the remains of this world, which is going quite smoothly. As for the 'Reward Body', it suffers from the lack of a physical body and can only descend as a yang god. If it wants to stay in the world and practice, I'm afraid it will take some effort first, but that's not something I should worry about..."

With this thought in mind, he withdrew from the perspective of Daluo Cave. Xu Zhiqiu looked at the surrounding wilderness, where paper money was scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the body, it seems that it has not yet rotted. It seems that only a few days have passed since he was buried.

Looking at his current level of cultivation, it is still the realm before he crossed over, that is, the initial stage of the second level of Reverse Rebirth, which can be said to be very poor.

The rind is still the same, but the flesh is completely different.

With the ups and downs of life, and the accumulation of decades of good fortune in my mind, now that I am starting over again, I naturally don’t need to take one step at a time, but instead I can start over with all my strength.

So he practiced his profound skills a little, and the elixir in his body turned into Qi, and the wound began to heal.

In a few moments, the body was fully revived.

He took a deep breath, and the vitality of nature and the spiritual energy of the earth within a radius of dozens of miles rushed towards him.

The vitality is flourishing, and his cultivation level is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He raised his head and looked towards the southeast, which was where the Trinity Mountain Gate was in his memory.

"I haven't seen you for decades, but I don't know if Trinity in this world is doing well after my death."

"Shuiyun Changqing and the others are probably still looking for Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan's whereabouts right now, right?"

"Let's go home first."

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He used the Golden Escape Light and soon arrived at the former Trinity Gate.

After being away for decades, I couldn't describe the feeling when I returned home for the first time.

Xu Zhiqiu pushed open the mountain gate and walked straight in.

With every step I took, I felt my heartbeat getting more irregular.

Arrived at the inner court and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time, the door slowly opened, and what came into view was a tired old man sitting in a wheelchair with deep sunken cheeks.

"Uncle Master?"

Xu Zhiqiu was very surprised.
How could it be the turn of the uncle with physical disability to receive the disciples in the sect? What about the fellow disciples?
"Zhi Qiu'er! Are you still alive?"

When the old man saw him, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Uncle Master, it's me!" Xu Zhiqiu held his hand with excitement on his face.

"Shuiyun Changqing and the others came back to the mountain a few days ago and said that you were not outside. You..."

The old man started wiping away tears after just a few words.

Xu Zhiqiu quickly tried to persuade him with kind words, saying that he had survived a great disaster and came back alive.

Hearing this, the old man shouted towards the door -

"Come out, Zhiqiu'er is back!"

After a while, seven or eight seniors, who were either very old or had difficulty walking, came out of the house one after another.

"Zhiqiu?"

"Isn't it really Zhi Qiu'er? The good boy is not dead!"

The old people came forward one by one and pulled his arms, but most of them were speechless.

After not seeing each other for many years, Xu Zhiqiu was very excited and suddenly asked:
"By the way, why are you the ones guarding the house? Where are Shuiyun, Changqing... and the other brothers?"

The uncle in the wheelchair said:
"Shuiyun and his men learned of Wu Gensheng's whereabouts a few days ago, so they went to Longhu Mountain."

"Longhu Mountain?"

Xu Zhiqiu frowned when he heard this. How dare Wu Gensheng go to Longhu Mountain?
"He's not alive?"

"That devil's behavior is erratic and unnatural. Who can tell for sure?"

The uncle then said:
"Ever since the death of the head of the sect, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen also died outside. You guys are so bloodthirsty, how can we old guys feel good about it? It's a pity that although we are willing to help, there is nothing we can do..."

As he spoke, he slammed his legs in hatred, his eyes revealed deep sorrow, and his tone was full of weakness and fatigue:
"As for whether or not to seek revenge... Now I just hope that our Trinity can survive this disaster safely, so that the head of the sect can rest in peace in the afterlife."

"Master uncle, please be at ease. All of you master uncles, please be at ease."

Xu Zhiqiu held their hands.
"I'm here." (End of this chapter)