A cat that lingers beside a saint

Chapter 139 A person full of bad intentions has the most excuses

"Mount Kunlun, Jade Void Palace, the sacred site of the sage."

"Since the destruction of the primordial world and the reshaping of the Three Realms, there are probably not many relics left by the sages in this world."

"Whether it's my uncle's Jin'ao Island, my senior uncle's Shouyang Mountain, or my teacher's Yuxu Palace, these places all have benefits that cultivators dream of, but benefits are often accompanied by risks."

"The risks set forth by the sages are probably not as simple as death and the annihilation of one's spiritual essence."

Upon hearing this, Su Bai was taken aback.

His head was itching!

Seeing Su Bai's blank expression, Yu Ding pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, setting up a barrier formation inside and outside the cave, and the entire cave became silent for a moment.

Sounds from outside can't get in, and sounds from inside can't get out either.

"In the War of the Gods back then, we did go too far, but we were driven by the calamity and had already lost our eyes in a bloodthirsty frenzy."

"Now that things have calmed down, I always recall the scene of the three religions living together in Yuxu Palace back then."

"This may sound ridiculous to you, junior brother, but it's the truth."

"Although we are no longer ordinary people, the word 'immortal' still contains the word 'person' within it."

"Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have three corpses and five poisons. The so-called calamity energy is actually an amplification of these human thoughts."

"After my uncle returned from Zixiao Palace, he instructed the disciples of the Jie Sect to go into seclusion in their caves and quietly recite the Huangting Sutra. This was indeed a good method, but once the idea took hold, it was impossible to stop."

"Thoughts will keep arising, thus triggering other thoughts. Eventually, thoughts will proliferate, and in this way, the calamity energy will have an opportunity to take advantage and ultimately participate in the Investiture of the Gods calamity."

Yu Ding picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and after a moment, gently shook his head and said, "Many years have passed, and I have reflected on this. The demise of the Jie Sect was inevitable. What goes up must come down; this is the cycle of the heavens."

"It is inevitable that the Chan Sect will disintegrate. If the Chan Sect continues to exist, it will one day become the next Jie Sect."

"On the contrary, it's our eldest master—"

At this point, Yu Ding couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly.

"Perhaps the Grand Master had foreseen this, that the Human Sect only has so few members. Truly a brilliant insight."

"Under the Way of Heaven, all things should abide by the principle of balance. The teachings of the Great Master have done an excellent job in this regard."

Yu Ding suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on Su Bai, and he leaned forward to ask softly, "Junior Brother, do you think the Three Realms are big or not?"

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Su Bai subconsciously took a step back, thought for a moment, and nodded, saying, "It's quite big."

"If it's just the tens of thousands of disciples of the Jie Sect, do you think that's enough to rule the Three Realms?"

"this----"

A hint of madness flashed in Yu Ding's eyes: "This is certainly not enough."

"There are countless living beings in the Three Realms, and the Three Realms are vast and boundless. It is impossible to manage them all by relying solely on the disciples of the Jie Sect."

Having said that, Yu Ding suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the cave.

"The teacher must have thought of that."

"After all, the Investiture of the Gods had been in his hands ever since he came out of Zixiao Palace. Apart from him, no other saint had ever seen the Investiture of the Gods, nor had they ever studied it seriously."

As he spoke, Yu Ding suddenly stopped, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

"He did it on purpose!"

Su Bai jumped forward, his face full of curiosity, and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean?"

Where did the Investiture of the Gods come from?

Su Bai thought for a moment: "Naturally, it came from the Dao Ancestor."

"At that time, the Dao Ancestor had already partially merged with the Dao. I once heard my teacher mention that the Dao Ancestor once said something like this: The Dao Ancestor is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not the Dao Ancestor."

"Thinking about it this way, the Investiture of the Gods must have fallen from the hands of Heaven."

"The three religions are originally one family. Even if the teacher is ruthless, he wouldn't go so far as to kill like this. For thousands of years, the teacher has been studying the Investiture of the Gods. Who dares to say that the teacher didn't tamper with the Investiture of the Gods?"

"I suspect that the teacher wanted to break the deadlock, but the trap set by Heaven was not so easy to break, so he made some small changes to it."

"The disciples of the Jie Sect who died and disappeared back then have now become gods in the Heavenly Court."

"Aside from those who ascended to immortality on their own, the disciples of the Jie Sect back then held more secure positions than anyone else."

"And the Investiture of the Gods belongs to the Heavenly Dao. As long as the Heavenly Dao exists, the Investiture of the Gods will not be destroyed. As long as the Investiture of the Gods is not destroyed, the gods of the Intercepting Sect will exist forever."

Even if there is no more incense offering in the human world, they can still survive in alternative ways.

As he spoke, Yu Ding's eyes became even brighter, and his tone even carried a hint of inexplicable excitement. He felt that he was about to unravel the sage's scheme.

"The disciples of the Jie Sect are of varying quality, but if they are listed on the Investiture of the Gods, it is equivalent to bidding farewell to the past. Afterwards, they will be baptized by incense offerings in the human world and blessed with merit. Although their cultivation can no longer be improved, they will be able to live as long as heaven and earth."

"hiss!"

A land of nothingness.

The old Taoist priest's eyes were blank.

Is that really the case?

I do not believe.

Would the second son be so kind?

If that's the case, why doesn't he send his own disciples to the list as well?

The old Taoist priest would only believe it if he also sent his own disciples to the list.

The old Taoist lay in the rocking chair, tossing and turning, trying to fall asleep, but the words of Yu Ding kept echoing in his ears.

Wanling, standing to the side, looked at the old Taoist priest with a puzzled expression and couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's wrong?"

The old Taoist priest slowly rose to his feet, fanning himself with increasing force.

After a long while, his mind gradually calmed down: "It's nothing. Someone tried to disrupt my Dao heart. I've already done it, why bother with excuses?"

Wanling wanted to say something more, but his eyes suddenly dimmed. When he opened them again, they were full of divine light.

"I think there's some truth to what this little guy said; perhaps it really is true?"

"Hmph, when our master established the Investiture of the Gods, he said that the disciples of my Jie Sect were worthless. Now he's using his disciples' words to defend himself. Who would believe that?"

Do you believe it?

"I don't believe it anyway."

Wanling covered her mouth and chuckled, then stepped forward and waved to Jinwu.

The golden crow seemed to realize that the person in front of it was no longer Wanling, and obediently landed on the back of her hand.

Perhaps worried that its claws might harm all living beings, it deliberately slowed down when it landed.

"Senior brother, you've been overthinking things all these years. Since what happened back then is in the past, why dwell on it? Don't you still have that cat?"

"When will you send him here? I'll give him a little 'training'."

Hearing this, Tongtian looked at her with a puzzled expression: "When the eldest brother sent him to you that day, didn't you throw him back?"

Wanling stroked the golden crow's feathers, blinked, and said, "I was in a bad mood that day and didn't want to see him, so I threw him back."