There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 72 Innate Comprehension

The flying boat pierced through the clouds and mist.

Chen Qingjing stood at the bow of the boat, sorting out the details of the journey, when suddenly he felt something and his gaze swept towards a corner.

"Ok?"

The golden monkey was curled up in a corner of the deck, its dark eyes staring at him.

Chen Qing was astonished: "Bai Shaoyou's flying boat is protected by restrictions and activated by incantations. How did you manage to sneak up here?"

"Chirp! Chirp chirp!" The little monkey pointed one paw at an old rune crack on the cabin wall, while its other paw nimbly gestured.

"..."

Chen Qing pinched the bridge of his nose.

The journey is already more than halfway over, and sending it back would only waste time. Besides, the little guy was able to find an opening to break the restriction, which can be considered a stroke of luck.

"Alright," he said, reaching out to rub the little monkey's head. "Since you're here, just come along."

The little monkey happily rubbed against his hand, squeaked in response, obediently shrank back to his feet, and curiously looked down at the rushing mountains and rivers below.

However, a strange thought crossed Chen Qing's mind: "This little guy's intelligence has developed far too quickly. Could it be the lingering effect of the spiritual feedback from that day?"

After settling the little monkey in, and estimating that there was still some time to go, Chen Qing had an idea.

"This would be a good opportunity to learn about the life of the 'new patriarch'."

Once he made up his mind, he first summoned protective and warning talismans. Although he was on the flying boat, even a little monkey could get in, so he had to be well prepared. Moreover, the flying boat was fast, so he couldn't really sleep. He just needed to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, quickly going in and out to investigate the "new patriarch" in the Dao Yan Lu.

A few breaths later, he dreamt of entering the White Mist Platform.

The Taixu Daoyanlu moves on its own without wind; after turning the page of "Chenxu," a brand new page quietly emerges!
The ink marks are ancient and simple, the characters are vigorous and powerful, seemingly imbued with the breath of time:
[There was once a patriarch, who rose from the perilous heights of a precipice. His innate wisdom allowed him to perceive the vast universe within the smallest speck of dust, thus opening a new chapter in the Dharma lineage. He was revered by later generations as the Dharma Master, his incense burned eternally in worship, and the Dharma lineage continues unbroken.]

"Dharma Master?"

Well, last time it was the Patriarch of the Restoration, and this time it's the Dharma Master?

Chen Qing was about to carefully examine the mysteries hidden within this biographical record...

"Buzz!"

A warning light pierced my heart!

Chen Qing suddenly opened his eyes!

The seascape ahead suddenly changed!

A colossal black "reef" stands amidst the raging waves, its shape square and sharp, its edges like those cleaved by a knife and axe.

Black Reef Island!
At the top of the island, a platform forged from black iron stands solemnly, with a pavilion in the center and watchtowers along the edges like the fangs of a giant beast.

At this moment, groups of cultivators gathered on the Xuan Tie Platform, some standing suspended in mid-air, others sitting cross-legged on the rocks, their auras mixed and their expressions varied.

Following the guidance of the magical artifact, the flying boat landed on the edge of the Xuan Tie Platform.

As soon as Chen Qing stepped off the flying boat, he felt the rich spiritual energy here and immediately guessed that there must be a large array here to gather spiritual energy from the surrounding sea.

"This rich spiritual energy is indeed a good place to break through..."

Just then, a scholar in a blue robe greeted him with a smile: "Greetings, fellow Daoist. I am Zhou Mo, and I am here to guide you. Please show me your garrison token."

Chen Qingyi spread his hands, and the crimson talisman flew into Zhou Mo's palm on its own. With a flash of light, the three characters "Hidden Star Gate" appeared on the talisman.

Zhou Mo nodded: "So it's Sect Leader Chen. I've heard so much about you. Please come with me." His words were calm and businesslike.

He led Chen Qing to the central area of ​​the Xuan Tie Platform.

Dozens of cultivators had gathered here, clearly divided into several groups.

There were sect disciples dressed in uniform, their expressions arrogant; there were rogue cultivators with fierce auras, their eyes wary; and there were also small sect leaders like Chen Qing, who were mostly solemn and taciturn.

"Sect Leader Chen, please wait here for a moment," Zhou Mo pointed to the outer edge of the crowd. "Someone will guide you to check your cultivation level shortly so that you can be assigned to a group. During your rotation, strictly abide by the rules and await orders." After saying this, he left to greet someone else.

Chen Qing looked around.

They were all strangers.

So he found an inconspicuous corner, sat cross-legged, and waited patiently for instructions. The little golden monkey followed suit, curling up to the side and looking around warily. The others had no time to pay attention to him; most were gloomy and sighing.

"I've heard that whatever crawls out of that 'abyss' can corrode bones and destroy souls with just a touch of filth! With our meager skills, wouldn't we just be throwing our lives away if we went?"

Complaints were constant.

"quiet!"

A man dressed in a blue official robe arrived riding on a beam of light, his voice shaking the entire area: "This is a military order personally issued by General Pinghai of the Zhenhai Commandery! Orders are as firm as mountains, not child's play! Those who disobey will be regarded as traitors!"

Then, he changed the subject: "The vortex has erupted, and the turbid evil fills the sky! If this calamity is not eliminated, the waterways will be cut off, and the spiritual veins will be depleted, which is a minor matter! The earth's veins will change, and the tsunami will strike again, turning the thousands of miles of the southern coast into a swamp! Your sect's foundation, your relatives and disciples, will all be among those to be destroyed! When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact?"

The resentment on the faces of the cultivators gradually faded, turning into deep worry.

Seeing that the time was right, the man said loudly, "After joint deduction by the Zhenhai Division and the Xuanji Chess Academy, the root of this calamity lies in two places: one is the deep sea vortex, and the other is the Void Abyss Floating Dawn outside the Falling Star Gorge! The clash of the two magnetic forces has caused this disaster! Therefore, we must divide our forces into two groups!"

He raised his hand and gestured: "One path leads into the abyss, suppressing the earth's apertures and sealing the source of evil! The other path leads to the remnants of the floating dawn in the Void Abyss, seeking its mountain spirit node, drawing upon stellar power, and correcting the earth's magnetic field! Only by advancing along both paths can we resolve this calamity!"

Xuyuan Fuli!

The deathly silent crowd instantly erupted in cheers!

Countless gazes suddenly lit up, a mixture of burning desire, greed, and astonishment!
Chen Qing also turned his gaze toward Falling Star Gorge.

"So this creates an opportunity to climb the mountain? However, we can't rule out the possibility that this person is just making empty promises..."

He wasn't particularly enthusiastic about it, so he thought he should find a break to properly study the new patriarch.

Beside the Xuan Tie Terrace, atop the arrow tower.

Several figures leaned on the railing, looking down at the commotion below with an air of superiority.

"A motley crew, just like those fools in Hundred Bird Valley, they know neither advancement nor retreat!"

However, it was Xing Liuzi, Mo Huaiyong, and others.

Not far from them stood three tall and slender women wearing feather cloaks.

The leader was voluptuous and beautiful, but her eyes were as cold as ice blades: "Xingliuzi! You're asking for death! How dare you tarnish the name of my Hundred Birds Valley!"

"Humph!"

A sudden, cold snort, like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, made everyone's blood boil!

From the direction of the Crimson Dragon Warship, a towering figure strode through the air! Crimson dragon armor covered his body, and his face was as resolute as iron. It was none other than General Zhao Zhenhai of the Zhenhai Division!

With each step he took, ripples spread out beneath his feet, and an aura of iron-blooded ferocity enveloped the entire area!

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble here and ruin my plan to quell the disaster will be an enemy of the Great Yan Dynasty! Under the Crimson Dragon Cannon, they will all be reduced to dust!"

Murderous!
Yu Luosha and Xing Liuzi's expressions changed simultaneously, and they immediately concealed their auras.

Although they, like Zhao Zhenhai, were at the third realm of cultivation, Zhao Zhenhai was a perfect Yin spirit, a unity of Yin and Yang, and was also blessed by the imperial court's fortune. He held the law in his hands, making him someone they could not oppose!
Zhao Zhenhai's gaze swept across the entire scene, including the young prodigies on the arrow tower: "Since you two families have accepted the order and brought your men, you should honestly serve me. Otherwise, I will immediately send a message to Zuixianfang! I heard that the reincarnation of the Drunken Immortal, Master Chen, is currently traveling around nearby! I invite her to take charge of the overall situation, and I'm sure you will have no complaints!"

Drunken Immortal's Abode! Master Chen!
Yu Luosha and Xing Liuzi's expressions changed again, and deep fear flashed in their eyes!

Zuixianfang is not far from here. If the famous Chen family, known for his "Drunken Dream of the Mortal World" supernatural power, really gets involved, the two families will not only lose the dominant position, but they will probably not even get the leftovers!
"General Zhao, you flatter me!" Xing Liuzi forced a smile. "Serving the court and protecting the coastal areas is the duty of the Chess Academy! We will do our utmost!"

Yu Luosha snorted coldly, but also chimed in: "It's time for those brats in the valley to see blood! You can't raise raptors in a greenhouse! This time, let fate decide their fate!"

In a corner of the crowd, Mo Huaiyong appeared absent-minded, his gaze wandering. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, locking onto the figure in a blue robe sitting cross-legged in the corner!
"Chen Qing is here too!" He was overjoyed. "That's it! The Crimson Dragon sent an order to the Southern River Sect. How could they possibly avoid it?" He instinctively wanted to step forward, but his foot froze as soon as he took a step.

"No!" Alarm bells rang in his mind. "With so many eyes watching, if I go forward, it will surely attract attention! Old Daoist Yuqing has just left; if Hundred Birds Valley discovers him again..."

He suppressed his impulse and decided to wait for an opportunity to act.

at this time!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant was heard!
Mo Huaiyong shuddered!
"not good!"

　The second update is coming soon...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)