The stolen magic is a bit magical

“The Three Heavens are not Taoist temples! They are spirit tombs!” Lu Yun said, “Millions of years ago, Heaven, Earth and Man fought for the Dao. When the heroes of the human race died, their spirits were gathered in the Three Heavens. Can you see the pavilions and towers outside? Those are the spirit tombs built for the millions of heroic spirits.”

A land of heroic spirits stretching for thousands of miles.

A graveyard for millions of fallen heroes.

The pavilions and towers are extremely magnificent. They were originally the tombs of heroes built millions of years ago for the countless heroic souls of the human race.

"Heroic Spirits...Heroic Spirits are the true foundation of breaking through the Tribulation of the Three Heavens, right?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"Yes! But with the danger of civilization's extinction, how could the heroic spirits tolerate it? With the emergence of billions of heroic spirits, all calamities would return to dust. But alas, today there are no more heroic spirits, only empty tombs. In the Three Heavens, what power can save the world and all living beings? What can continue that flame of humanity?"

"Heroic spirits...did they die in battle?" Lin Xiaosu's heart clenched.

Lu Yun said, “A million years ago, the last Human Emperor, Kun, sacrificed himself for the cause, severing the Heavenly Dao and sealing the Earthly Dao, leaving humanity with an unprecedented era of prosperity. However, later generations did not remember Kun's merits, but instead vilified him as a demon, and the heroic spirits who fought alongside him as accomplices of the demonic path. All inscriptions were smashed, and all history books were destroyed. Since then, no one has remembered the heroic spirits of the Three Heavens. Heroic spirits are rooted in their beliefs; when their beliefs collapse, their spirits perish! You say they died in battle… They certainly wished to die in battle, but alas, they died unjustly. Haha… How ironic!”

His laughter sounded extremely loud, but it was full of sarcasm.

Lin Xiaosu sighed deeply: "To destroy a nation, first destroy its history; to destroy its history, slander the British as thieves! In the end, they will surely suffer retribution."

Master Lu Yun also sighed deeply: "Who can argue with that? Destroying the spirits of heroes and severing one's own beliefs is tantamount to digging one's own grave. The people of the post-Kun Emperor era lost all their beliefs and could hardly retain their conscience. After a thousand years of war, the human race entered an unprecedented period of devastation. The flame of humanity was extinguished for a full million years, almost to the point of extinction, until five thousand years ago, when this flame was rekindled..."

"Master, this flame of life is now facing another storm."

“Yes, the world changes over the ages, and the flame of life is hard to keep burning. Success comes from human nature, and failure comes from the human heart. Digging your own grave is your own fault…” Lu Yunduan stood up from the solitary lamp behind him and slowly turned around.

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Yun stopped.

But he didn't turn back.

"Master, some say that this great calamity is not a death calamity, but a solution!"

Lu Yun smiled faintly: "When a great calamity befalls the world, who doesn't harbor some illusions? It's not a death calamity; there are theories about how to resolve it, which you probably hear a lot about every day. But... how can it be resolved?"

"The character '人' (person) in three-character bone script!"

"The Three-Character Bone Script Scroll of the Character '人'!" Lu Yun suddenly turned around: "You actually know about the Three-Character Bone Script Scroll of the Character '人'?"

His expression showed some shock.

Lin Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat: "The Three-Character Bone Script Scroll, can it really avert this calamity?"

"The Three Character Bone Script, the Human Character Scroll, is divided into three sections: the first is 'Spirit,' the second is 'Heart,' and the last is 'Lamp.' The Spirit Scroll is the chapter on communicating with heroic spirits, the fundamental technique used by our Three Heavens to connect with heroic spirits back then..." Master Lu Yun finally showed some excitement as he spoke, but the light in his eyes gradually faded: "However, it will not succeed today! There are no more heroic spirits in the Three Heavens. Even if we have the technique of communicating with spirits, without spirits to communicate with, wouldn't it be in vain?"

"Master, there are no spirits in the Three Heavens, but what about the outside world? Are there no spirits in the outside world either?"

Lu Yun looked up, his face a complex mix of emotions...

Lin Xiaosu greeted his empty, lifeless, blind eyes and slowly said, "The land of Great Xia, this civilization, was also built by countless ancestors. The 1.4 billion Chinese people are not like the people of the post-Kun Emperor era who couldn't distinguish right from wrong. They remember the heroes, they are grateful to the heroes. If the spirits of the heroes know that the country is in trouble again, they will surely go to the country again on the shores of the East China Sea, on the South China Sea, and in the mountains and rivers of the vast land!"

Lu Yun's oil lamp flickered gently: "If we hear of national crisis, we will all rush to our deaths, and sing a heroic and tragic song... Young man, perhaps this really is a new door!"

Lin Xiaosu was overjoyed: "Daoist Master, doesn't this solve the problem of having no spirits to use?"

"Even if we have a spirit to use, it's still like trying to catch fish by climbing a tree." Lu Yun said, "The Three Character Bone Script Scroll of the Human Character, after Emperor Kun sacrificed himself for the Dao, his whereabouts are unknown. Countless highly skilled cultivators have spent tens of thousands or even millions of years trying to find it, but they still cannot. How can you and I expect to find it?"

"Taoist Master, someone asked me to pass on a message to you!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"Who?"

"The last descendant of the Ancient Array Sect, Lone Sword with Dust!"

"The last descendant of the Array Sect, Lone Sword Dust?" Lu Yun frowned slightly. "I once knew someone, but his name wasn't four characters, it was three. His name was Lone Sword Dust!"

"That's him! He loved swords but hated formations, so he changed his name to Jian Wuchen. After the formation master sacrificed himself in the battle, he returned to his homeland, restored his ancestral surname, and became known as Gu Jian Youchen!"

“Lone Sword with Dust! That kid…” Lu Yun asked, “What did he say?”

He said... "The three-character bone script scroll depicts the character '人' (person), and it lies in the abyss of heaven!"

"Tian Yuan?" Lu Yun was shocked. "Why is he so sure?"

“This junior doesn’t know, but I believe he wouldn’t speak carelessly,” Lin Xiaosu said. “He said he doesn’t know where Tianyuan is either. Only you in the world know, Daoist Master. This is the real reason I went to the Third Heaven today. I hope you can enlighten me and help me enter Tianyuan!”

“The Heavenly Abyss cannot be found in the mortal world, but I can send you in.” Lu Yun said, “However, boy, with your current cultivation level, you cannot enter the Heavenly Abyss. You must at least break through to the Sky-Gazing Realm to have a chance to enter the Heavenly Abyss without dying.”

Lin Xiaosu's whole body stiffened...

We are facing a deadlock once again.

To enter the abyss, one must first glimpse the heavens.

I curse his ancestors for eight generations for their voyeurism.

My path is blocked. Even a powerful figure like Lone Sword Dust has declared that there is no solution. What can I do?
Lu Yun asked, "Have you reached a dead end?"

"Master, you have keen insight. My attempt to see the heavens... is not factual." Lin Xiaosu stated truthfully.

Lu Yun laughed: "All the senior sages and masters on the path of cultivation said that you are not fit to enter?"

"Yes!"

"They're wrong! They're all wrong!"

Lin Xiaosu's heart suddenly raced, doubling in speed.

Oh my god, what does that mean?
The ancient powerful woman, the Holy Maiden of a Thousand Spirits, and the otherworldly powerful woman, Lone Sword Dust, both asserted that he could not enter the Heavenly Realm. However, Lu Yun said that they were wrong!
Lu Yun said, "They are people on the path of cultivation. They study the Heavenly Dao. Under the Heavenly Dao system, the incompleteness of the Heavenly Dao makes it impossible to glimpse the Heavenly Dao. This is indeed an ironclad rule. Therefore, from their perspective, it is correct that you cannot attempt to glimpse the Heavenly Dao. However, boy... you are not following the Heavenly Dao!"

Lin Xiaosu licked her lips lightly, her meaning unclear.

Lu Yun said, "The Heavenly Way has eight stars, the Human Way has one star. Heaven and Man are one. Who says we cannot see the heavens?" The Heavenly Way has eight stars, the Human Way has one star, and the nine stars shine in the sky.
Lin Xiaosu's eyes sparkled...

Lu Yun added, "Do you know why the Kun Emperor became the hero of humanity? It's because, like you, on the eve of the Nine Stars peering into the sky, he sacrificed a star for his beloved, made up for the tears of humanity, achieved the unity of heaven and man, and from then on, he could not bear to part with the world of mortals, thus becoming the eternal human emperor."

Lin Xiaosu suddenly raised her eyes: "How do you obtain the Tears of Humanity?"

Lu Yun raised his finger: "Above are thirteen Human Emperor Steles, and beneath your feet are thirty-three levels of the Human Emperor Path, spanning three zhang, three chi, and three cun! Three zhang in front of the stele, one can recognize the 'Human Path'; three chi in front of the stele, one can obtain the 'Tears of the Human Path'; and three cun in front of the stele, one can obtain the 'Human Emperor's Qi'. Young man, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If you can obtain the Human Emperor's Qi, you will possess the majesty of an emperor and enter the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, receiving its utmost favor. Your cultivation path will be filled with endless opportunities."

Lin Xiaosu raised her eyes and stared at the level 33 Human Emperor Dao in front of her.

Although the Human Emperor's Path only has thirty-three levels, it is based on bluestone, reaching down to the underworld and up to the heavens, and is profound and weighty.

His heart was calmer than ever before at this moment.

The path to glimpse the heavens.

The road that used to be a dead end.

The most accomplished and insightful people on the path of cultivation have all judged him, concluding that he will never be able to see the heavens in this lifetime.

The ironclad rule of cultivation states: Heaven is flawed and the Dao is incomplete; one cannot fathom the heavens.

This was the result of a move he made that day that demonstrated his humanity.

By sacrificing a celestial tear to save his beloved, he also brought his cultivation journey to a close...

He has never regretted it, and even if he had to go through this situation a thousand times over, he would still make the same choice!

However, he also felt deep regret about the outcome.

Unable to glimpse the heavens, his cultivation path was cut short. Faced with the overwhelming force, how could this insignificant ant possibly change anything?
Now that we have ascended to the third heaven, the broken road may be reopened.

Lu Yun told him that, from the perspective of the path of cultivation, everyone's judgment was correct.

Because that is the ironclad law of Heaven.

However, the path he took was not simply the "path of heaven." He had already made a choice, which was the sentence he told Lan Yao that moved her so much that she almost "offered herself to him": I will not be a god on the path of cultivation, I choose to be a human being!
The Way of Heaven occupies eight, the Way of Humanity occupies one, and after nine times nine, they return to the origin, achieving unity of Heaven and Humanity!

This single tear of humanity.

A bridge to heaven will be built over his dead end.

The road is at your feet!

This is the same road that the legendary Emperor Kun once walked...

Lin Xiaosu stepped onto...

Before him, light and shadow shifted.

He seemed to have returned to the foot of Laotashan Mountain.

On the country road, a skipping figure, with her mother chasing after her, constantly giving her advice. At that time, her mother was still young.

Time passes and the stars change.

My mother is slowly growing old amidst the trials and tribulations of time.

He also grew up step by step as the years went by.

What a flawless period of time that was!

That little mountain village was so ordinary and so warm.

However, once the ten steps were completed, the world changed...

The booming sound of cannons rang in his ears, and the vicissitudes of history unfolded before him. Adults are not just about the country roads of childhood; adults should know the path they have walked.

The peace we enjoy today was built with the bones of our ancestors.

The vast land of the Great Xia Dynasty was reborn from the ashes amidst the flames of war.

Amidst the smoke of battle and the countless bones scattered on the ground, the resounding bugle call seemed to awaken all his passion.

Another ten steps down.

A brief period of peace returned, with skyscrapers, modern cities, rapid changes, and tranquility.

However, peace is always short-lived.

The clouds in the sky moved, and countless cultivators arrived, stepping through the air.

The earth cracked open, and the city was reduced to ruins.

As he walked across the ruins, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible force. A childish voice reached his ears: "Brother, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Sis, we'll never grow up..."

Familiar Chinese, familiar local accent.

It seems to be happening in a distant time and space, yet it also seems to be happening in the near future.

This is what the future world, the future Great Xia Dynasty, will look like.

Heaven and earth collapsed, and all living beings grieved. Vultures gnawed at the bones, and parks were turned into graveyards. The peaceful days of the past were now bleak and desolate. Children struggled through the ruins, and no one could see the future.

This is his country, this is his home, these are his compatriots...

A tear rolled down Lin Xiaosu's cheek! (End of Chapter)