Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 187 Further Progress and Bottlenecks
Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, directly below the Taiji Heavenly Palace, a fairyland came into view.

The sacred mountain stands tall, lush and verdant, with white clouds drifting like cotton wool around its summit.

At the top of the mountain, a simple and elegant pavilion stands quietly.

At the octagonal table, two primordial spirits and a puppet figure sat facing each other.

The pavilion is surrounded by ethereal mist, a gentle breeze, and faint celestial music, making it seem like a paradise on earth.

"Heaven, Hell, and now this mortal realm—the three realms are complete!" The puppet-like figure exclaimed in amazement, its tone tinged with a touch of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

Reaching out, I gently stroked a crane that had landed on the pavilion railing. The crane's feathers were as white as snow, its eyes were bright and lively, and it turned its head slightly, responding to my touch as if it were a living creature, gentle and real.

"Still a long way to go."

The Taoist spirit opposite him shook his head calmly and looked up at the horizon.

In the sky, the sun and moon revolve, the golden warm sun slowly sinks in the west, and the blood-red cold moon quietly rises, the two lights intertwining to create a strange and eerie light curtain.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed drastically!

The lush and beautiful fairy mountain collapsed with a roar, turning into a mountain of corpses.

The mountain mists are no longer pure white and ethereal, but gray and gloomy.

All the flowers, grass, and trees withered and died, replaced by broken soldiers and scattered limbs, with blood flowing and forming a scarlet river that flowed upstream.

A hiltless sword, resembling the legendary sword Yitian, plunged straight into the center of the mountain of corpses, with winding rivers of blood flowing into it, nurtured by endless fighting spirit and bloodlust.

The crane beside the puppet figure also underwent a sudden change in style. Its pure white feathers were stained with blood, and its muscles swelled and twisted, transforming it into a ferocious vulture.

His once bright, clear black and white eyes were now consumed by crimson, revealing a savage and insane nature.

It let out a fierce cry that shook the pavilion slightly. Then it broke free from the puppet's grasp, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky, leaving behind a series of piercing screams.

Halfway up the mountain, a blurry figure, whose features were indistinct, drew a bow and nocked an arrow.

The bowstring hummed like thunder as the arrow pierced the air.

The vulture fell to the ground in response, its massive body disintegrating in mid-air and dissipating into a wisp of black energy, which was then absorbed into the body of the general whose face was blurred.

At the same time, a white tiger lurked in the river of blood, crawling forward and using the surrounding remains of limbs and broken weapons as cover, silently approaching the general with the bow.

The moment the general released the arrow, his tiger-like eyes turned cold. Seizing the fleeting opening, he suddenly darted out!

The sharp claws tore through the air, creating a gust of bloody wind, and rushed straight at the general.

Caught off guard, the general was pounced on by the white tiger and fell to the ground. The tattered armor made a screeching sound as he drew his short sword from his waist.

His reaction was undeniably swift, but he ultimately lost the initiative and was torn to pieces by the white tiger, turning into a wisp of black energy that was devoured by it.

The white tiger roared to the sky, its aura surging, and its eyes turning even more crimson.

The bloodthirsty aura and battle intent dispersed into mist, gathered into water, and merged into the blood river, becoming nourishment for the Heaven-Slaying Sword on the mountain peak.

Inside the pavilion, the Taoist's primordial spirit gazed calmly at everything with unwavering eyes.

Having reached such a level of understanding through introspection, he has already achieved a degree of independence from external sources.

Even without doing anything, his sword intent was increasing every second.

Although the rate of becoming stronger is extremely slow, it is indeed true.

"Spirit binding and commanding generals, divine painting techniques, the Heavenly Register, the faith of all beings, the Threefold Reversal of Life, the Seventy-Two Transformations, plus your Sea of ​​Consciousness ability—Tai Chi Martial Arts." The Tyrant's primordial spirit had a profound gaze and murmured, easily deconstructing all of this.

Although it's a Frankenstein's monster, one has to be amazed at how cleverly it was stitched together.

If one day, the Taoist's primordial spirit no longer needs to extract residual spirits or faith power from the outside world to invest in it, thus completely completing the ecological closed loop, then this is actually the prototype of the inner universe.

However, what seems like just one step away is actually a longer and more difficult path than all the previous ones!
The generation of life from within has already touched upon the creative authority of the Creator God.

You must first have the power of creation before you can truly create the world; but you must first create the world before you can have the power of creation.

This is a vicious cycle!

How to find a way out of the impossible and break this vicious cycle is the ultimate test for every spiritual practitioner.

The Taoist's primordial spirit looked at the still bewildered puppet and explained, "The mortal world is actually a skin I painted with divine power; in essence, it is still a sea of ​​blood and hell."

"The Taiji Heavenly Palace comes from the consciousness and the primordial spirit, and the Blood Sea Hell comes from the return of light. However, the path of the Taiyi Golden Flower Principle has already ended at the return of light. Even if I complete the five realms of the return of light, it will be impossible to open up another human world."

"But the problem is, if I don't create a world, my path cannot be complete!" "Without birth, how can there be death? If I don't take from the outside world, my cycle won't last long before it's exhausted."

The Taoist's primordial spirit, looking pained, waved his hand, causing the sun to rise again and the Blood Sea Hell to transform once more into a paradise on earth.

However, given the previous change, the puppet figure felt somewhat uncomfortable looking at the white tiger outside the pavilion, which was filled with celestial energy.

"Enough about me, how are things going on your end?" The Taoist's primordial spirit looked at the Tyrant's primordial spirit.

He's just unsure of which path to take, and he can think about it slowly. After all, he's still a long way from completing the five stages of the Return to Light. Maybe one day inspiration will strike and he'll have an epiphany and figure out a way.

In comparison, the situation on the other side is much worse. His right arm might really be broken, and that's no joke.

The tyrant's spirit showed no sign of worry. He took a sip of tea and calmly said:

"The Cold Iron Armor is working as expected. It can keep my right arm safe for 64 days. I have already treated the injuries in other parts of my body."

"Fortunately, you mainly use the moves of the Nine Yin Manual and the Dragon Subduing Palm. Although the flow of your meridians is distorted to some extent, these two sets of techniques were originally part of the Nine Yang Manual. The problem is in the present moment, but the fusion will be smoother later."

"The Xuan Yin Qi and Yuan Yang Qi that you deliberately left behind will also be of great help to me in the future fusion of Nine Yin and Nine Yang."

But when he got to this point, he couldn't help but give a bitter smile: "However, as a price, if I don't want my injuries to worsen, I'm already a weakling who can't fight."

"So how do you plan to treat the injury to your right arm?" the Taoist asked, his primordial spirit squinting.

After all, the injury to the hero's right arm was caused by his own recklessness. He could laugh off any injury that could be healed, but he didn't want to end up with a severed arm.

"Wudang, Emei, Shaolin, three sets of Nine Yang Skills plus the original Nine Yang Divine Skill, my right arm may not be fully restored, but it should be able to be saved without any problem." The Tyrant's primordial spirit also became serious.

After all, it was his arm, and he had thought of ways to restore it countless times in his mind.

“You currently only have the Wudang Nine Yang Skill. In sixty days, you will obtain the Emei and Shaolin Nine Yang Divine Skills, plus the original version. This doesn’t even include the time for you to integrate and cultivate them. In other words, it will take at most forty days.” The Taoist’s primordial spirit frowned.

There's simply not enough time. Let alone how to obtain it, you don't even have enough time to travel.

The Taoist's primordial spirit suggested, "Why don't you skip the Nine Yang Formation and practice the Reverse Life Triple Formation like me?"

The ability to regenerate severed limbs during the Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage is impressive, but that only applies to the second stage, after all the flesh, blood, tendons, and bones in the body have been dissolved. If you lost a limb before that, even if you reach the second stage, you won't be able to recover.

The tyrant's primordial spirit did not speak, but simply stared quietly into the eyes of the Taoist's primordial spirit.

The two exchanged a glance, and the Taoist's primordial spirit coughed softly and moved aside.

He initially followed the Nine Yang set construction, but he was the one who started talking about not wanting to follow the same path, saying he wanted to walk his own way.

Now he really has no face to persuade the heroes to follow his path.

Moreover, as he said that day, they are still in the process of exploring, and no one knows which path is right.

Although he has gone the furthest among the three, he has encountered a bottleneck. At this point, he needs to see what the other paths are like.

The puppet said at this moment, "Don't worry about the distance. I contacted the Mechanical City three days ago. The Mechanical Vermilion Bird will be here soon. If it can fly, it won't take long."

These words gave the Taoist a sudden inspiration, and he asked with his hands clasped in his pockets, "How about I steal an airplane for you? That would be quick."

The tyrant's primordial spirit glanced at him: "Alright, you drive it then."

The Taoist's primordial spirit coughed softly and then fell silent.

As for who will operate the Vermilion Bird mechanism? Qin Shi will send the driver over with them.

Having roughly grasped the situation on the heroes' side, the Taoist's primordial spirit turned its gaze to the puppet figure.

The puppet figure leaned back and casually said, "There's not much of a commotion on my end. Implementing government orders is different from other things; it has to be done slowly."

"Ji Wuye can't do anything about me. Zhang Kaidi's gaze towards me has been a bit strange lately, but he probably won't turn against me so soon."

"In the land of Baiyue, King An of Han is very cunning. The county magistrates and village chiefs he sent are all members of the royal family of Han, but they are of little use. I, Huang Silang, have the support of the people, and his County Magistrate Ma can't cause any trouble."

He paused, then turned to look at the Taoist's primordial spirit: "Boss, have you been busy lately? I've read 'Divine Calculation Hundred Refinements,' and it's definitely useful to me. I'd like to talk to that Ma Xianhong you mentioned and try to steal some technology from him."

"Exchange souls?" The Taoist's primordial spirit pondered.

He slaughtered the entire Wang family, so he probably won't be able to go to Longmen Baiyun Temple. There's really nothing going to happen for the time being.

"Alright, you know my situation. The company has been targeting me lately, so be careful not to get caught."

(End of this chapter)