A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 671 The Way is Profound, Wings Soar to Great Height

The mountains are vast and green.

Between the mountains are two peaks, the steepest of which soar into the clouds, their tops invisible. From a distance, they resemble two gateposts, forming a heavenly gate together with the sea of ​​clouds above.

Therefore, this place is also known as Tianmen Mountain.

One hundred and twenty years after the founding of the Great Xuan Dynasty, chaos began to emerge, the emperor was incompetent, and the officials were immoral.

Unfortunately, the people were weak and impoverished. Although the people in various places were full of complaints, they were not yet ready to truly stir up a great wave that would change the world.

Many towns and villages in Tianmen Mountain have been abandoned, and people's livelihoods are in ruins. Even in some towns where some elderly people still live, they are just barely surviving, waiting to die.

But today, a group of guests from afar have arrived in this town.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a long beard, dressed in a Confucian robe, holding a jade ruyi, and wearing a purple jade crown. The others were dressed in various styles, including monks, Taoists, laymen, old and young.

"Why is it that every household has an anonymous memorial tablet?"

The little bald boy, dressed in white and looking about seven or eight years old, spoke in a childish voice, his speech somewhat halting. He seemed to be from a foreign land and not very familiar with the official language of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

He looked at the empty house by the roadside. The doors and windows were rotten and no one lived there. The house was filled with cobwebs and dust, but he could still vaguely see that there were some memorial tablets on a high table. Most of them had names on them, but the one that looked to be made of the best wood had no words on it.

If it were just one company like this, it wouldn't be worth noting, but almost every company they saw was like this.

"You guys are obviously from out of town and haven't heard of the story of Tianmen Mountain."

There was a house ahead, from which came an old voice. He chuckled and said, "Legend has it that there was once an army that was disciplined and invincible. They fought against sea monsters in the East Sea and battled wolves in the North."

Even after the commander was falsely accused and resigned, when a vassal state was invaded and sent envoys to ask for help, this army was ordered to go on a distant expedition. It achieved great military exploits, but it also suffered heavy losses.

"Because when they were in the vassal state, they did not plunder the people at will like other friendly forces. Later, when they withdrew their troops and returned home, they could not make a living and wanted to ask the court for the military pay that had been owed for several years. As a result, they were tricked by the local general and fell into the army without armor. They were all killed and were also accused of rebellion."

Among the crowd, a burly man in armor, carrying a long spear, glared angrily and shouted, "Nonsense! The rebellion at Tianmen Mountain was personally approved by the late emperor. The military achievements of the expedition were all won by my father's troops through bloody battles. What does it have to do with those rebels?"

"Why the rush?"

The voice from inside the house exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't I say this was about the Great Xuan Dynasty? Nor did I say these nameless memorial tablets were put together by the local people thirty years ago to comfort the spirits of the fallen heroes?"

"It doesn't seem to say that people from as far as the southeast coast and the northern border came here to worship, to the point that the local government had to swallow their pride and tacitly accept it."

"Alas, although heroic spirits cannot have names, their achievements cannot be erased with just a few words."

The armored giant was furious. He gripped his spear and was about to charge forward, but was stopped by the man with the purple jade hair ornament.

"It was just a few rumors circulating for a time, stirring up public opinion. Thirty years later, who will remember those rumors?"

The man with the purple jade hair ornament said calmly, "Now no one comes to worship anymore, which shows that what is fake is ultimately fake and cannot withstand the test of time. Only the Holy Heart is the will of Heaven and the supreme decree that all people under Heaven should uphold, which will not be destroyed by the years."

There was a moment of silence in the room, followed by a burst of wild laughter.

"The world is so desolate that even the living cannot survive, to the point that sacrifices have ceased, and you seem to be proud of it. You truly deserve to be the Imperial Advisor. Your silver tongue must have made the royal family very comfortable, hahaha!"

Upon hearing these words, even the Imperial Advisor couldn't help but show anger on his face.

With a flick of his Ruyi scepter, the clouds stretching for miles shone with purple light, and thunder rumbled within them, threatening to cascade down like a waterfall at any moment.

"Heavenly Pool Demon, you have repeatedly committed heinous crimes of murdering officials in various places, and have slaughtered countless cultivators. You have also created zombies and ghosts to protect your body, incurring the wrath of Heaven and the resentment of both gods and men. This time, the National Preceptor, the Lord of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the Supreme Spirit Child have all come here, vowing to capture you and bring you to justice, to be executed by slow slicing."

Of all the myriad methods in the world, the method of Qi and destiny is considered the most superior.

If one is the emperor of a country, even without any cultivation, one can control the dragon energy of the nation's destiny and be immune to all evil, and even become a god and destroy ghosts.

The Imperial Preceptor Ziyu himself was a top master in the path of cultivation, and he and the Taoist priests and attendants around him were known as the three great patriarchs of the world.

With his own cultivation combined with the fortune brought by the position of National Preceptor, the purple thunderclouds in the sky instantly expanded to a radius of ten thousand miles, condensing all the thunderous energy from that area onto the sky above this small town.

Before the thunder could even strike, the ghostly figures in the mountains surrounding the town were already exposed by the light. Most of them had bluish-purple skin, pale eyes, and bloodstains all over their bodies, making them quite terrifying.

The 100,000 ghosts roared towards the sky, confronting the thunderclouds with earth-shattering power. Many experts behind the Grand Preceptor had already set out to annihilate the ghosts and weaken the magic power of the Heavenly Pool Taoist.

Most of these ghosts were just ordinary people in their previous lives. Even if they were chosen by the Taoist of Tianchi and raised into ghosts, how much resentment could they possibly have?

The experts were initially very confident, but when they actually made their move, they discovered that the monsters were actually divided into multiple formations, with a small number of battle spirits in the center directing them. The formations of wind, forest, fire, and mountain were seamless, and for a time, they blocked all the experts.

Lightning finally struck from the sky, and in an instant, all the houses in the town turned to ashes.

A long banner stood upright in the sky, and all the lightning bolts were blocked three feet above the head of the Taoist Tianchi.

With a swing of his sword, the Celestial Master's Mansion unleashed a surge of dragon and tiger energy, forming a precious seal that hurtled forth.

The Supreme Spirit Child chuckled, and the Buddha Mother, with her divine will that penetrated the void, silently unleashed a series of magic pestles formed by twisting and combining space.

The Taoist Tianchi let out a long roar, fearless and dignified. Although his laughter was full of heroic spirit, there was a great sense of absurdity in his heart, which could only be expressed through laughter.

The practice of refining corpses and ghosts has always been considered evil and heretical. In this day and age, it is truly laughable that one has to rely on evil arts to be a truly compassionate and upright person.

One day, I will turn all of you, the civil and military officials, the emperor and the prime minister, into corpses of the law. Then I will make you govern the country properly and care for the people. Let's see if you dare to disobey me then!

As the various magical powers collided, the thoughts in Tianchi Daoren's heart also boiled to the extreme, and he suddenly realized the changes in the entire macroscopic spacetime.

His consciousness seemed to still be on the battlefield, yet it also seemed to have been detached. He clearly felt that a completely new world, perfectly matching his imagination, had appeared before him.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every mountain, every city, and every elder in the new world is brand new, yet they all seem like old acquaintances.

They were the people he had wanted to save, but it was too late.

Of course, there were many people he didn't know, but everything in this world was exactly as he had imagined.

Including the countless stars, all of them were newly created, things that arose in accordance with his thoughts.

"How...how is this possible?"

Tianchi Daoist never imagined that his magical power could be so strong that he could create a vast universe with just a thought.

He preferred to believe that he was under some kind of illusion, but no matter how he sensed it, all the feedback told him that these things were real.

Strangely, he could still feel the world he originally belonged to, as if some unseen force was supporting him and could turn everything he wanted into reality.

So if he wants to go back, he can.

However, when Daoist Tianchi looked back at the original world and saw the small town in Tianmen Mountain, he was astonished to find that...

Everyone who participated in the war at that time seemed to have the same extraordinary experience as him.

The Imperial Preceptor Ziyu also created the world he desired, a world where all Taoist practices revered him. With a single thought, he could deprive others of the right to cultivate Taoist practices, and any spells that did not revere him would be ineffective.

The myriad universes, the ways of heaven and humanity, all operate according to his will, with him as the highest ancestor, his descendants are countless, each one noble, and his fame will last forever.

The world created by the Celestial Master's Mansion Master is somewhat wondrous.

That world was vast and boundless, and almost every moment saw people encountering extraordinary events: magical treasures, rebirth, supreme cultivation techniques, immortal bodies, divine bloodlines, the acquisition of destiny, and so on.

Every so often, among these people, the most powerful chosen one, the chosen one of destiny, will emerge, sweeping across the world and seemingly destined to be invincible for an era.

But at this time, they would challenge the Celestial Master's Mansion Master, and then be subdued by the incredibly powerful Celestial Master's Mansion Master, becoming a branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Therefore, that world was almost always in turmoil, and the chosen ones honed their great reputations, which then all became new achievements for the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The Supreme Child also created his own world, a world where everyone is like a golden statue, silently reciting scriptures every day, doing nothing, yet seemingly never starving to death.

The stars also transformed into giant Buddha statues, and the universe itself became a series of colossal Buddha images, all of which chanted sutras and continued to chant eternally.

However, the Supreme Child is different from others. As a supreme being in the sect who has been reincarnated countless times, although his combat strength may not be superior to that of Daoist Tianchi and the others, his mental sensitivity and keenness far surpass them.

He clearly sensed that the great realm he had created after receiving an inexplicable stroke of luck was not limited to the one before him.

It seems there are some worlds filled with suffering, waiting for monks to redeem them; and in other worlds, everyone is a monk, honing their Buddhist teachings amidst magma.

There are also worlds where there are neither monks nor adults, but children playing freely under a sky full of stars, never tiring.

The Supreme Child understood perfectly well that those were some ideas he had once held, but which he had already discarded.

For some reason, those ideas that should have been discarded have somehow become a reality.

In fact, the Supreme Child's perception was not sharp enough.

Otherwise, he would have discovered that all the ghosts and monsters that used to surround the town and cover the mountains and fields had disappeared.

Not only these experts, but even the most ordinary and weakest spirits among the ghosts and monsters now possess the power to create a world.

That invisible, mighty force, in accordance with their will, created a completely new world.

Every person, every demon, every ghost, every animal, every insect, and every plant in this world has created a new world that conforms to their own understanding, completely real and entirely true.

And in all the myriad worlds, what is happening on this planet is becoming a most common phenomenon.

Even everything that happens on this planet, and all the new worlds connected to it.

These are just the most insignificant little corner of this enormous change that is currently taking place.

The source of this upheaval was the battlefield of Taiqing Chiming.

The two rays of light emanated from the two powerful beings and two opposing camps, the Celestial Venerable of Longevity and the Buddha Venerable of Mount Ling.

Wenqiu Tianzun is probably the only person who is close enough to observe clearly.

At this moment, he heard an inexplicable sound, both near and far, so magnificent that even a powerful being of the high rank of Celestial Venerable like himself wanted to be captivated by it and savor it for eternity.

That was the sound of the Chaos Sea being emptied out!

The Great Void Boundary Sea was originally divided into three parts: the area above the boundary sea, the surface of the boundary sea, and the area below the boundary sea.

Of the three, the chaotic energy beneath the sea surface is the most turbid, because it contains immeasurable things that even the primordial chaos cannot dissolve. These could be remnants of the multiverse, or the corpses and weapons of certain powerful beings.

Therefore, even though both are forms of chaos and nothingness, the part beneath the sea surface appears to have more texture than the surface and the sky above.

What Wenqiu Tianzun is feeling now is like the most substantial seawater being suddenly emptied.

Li Changling and the Buddha of Lingshan used the connection of infinite cause and effect to completely extract it in the shortest time and turn it into the best material for forging the world!

When the two rays of light they manifested spread out, the thoughts of every living being in the myriad realms and the infinite universe were magnified into a power sufficient to create a new world.

Even thoughts existing in past lives can be extracted and used to create a real new world that corresponds to that thought.

Every thought is real, and the endless multiplies the infinite!

The original myriad worlds, after the appearance of the Milky Way and the River Styx, looked like clusters of stars floating at the end of the river tributaries.

Now, you can't see any starry sky at all.

Because the ends of these waterways were completely covered by light.

If each point of starlight is a multiverse, then now, the number of starlight has become so great that even the chaotic sea of ​​Taiqing Chiming cannot contain it, and it will overflow at a terrifying speed, continuing to grow explosively.

Even the Venerable Buddha of Mount Ling did not expect that when he used the Sword of Annihilation as a medium to fully cooperate with Li Changling and unleash his peak techniques, he could create such a magnificent phenomenon.

When the two of them combined their power to attack Guan Luoyang, it was like raising up the stars to suppress an ant.

"There's absolutely nothing that can stop our power!"

The Buddha of Mount Ling couldn't help but have this thought, and under the operation of his supernatural powers, a "new myriad realms" corresponding to this thought was about to be born.

However, this process of creation was suddenly interrupted when it came to Guan Luoyang.

The sound of a phoenix's cry cut off everything, accompanied by a gleaming longsword slashing down.

As the longsword cleaved down, the "New Myriad Realms," which had not yet been fully formed, was the first to be absorbed, becoming a point of light on the tip of the blade.

Immediately, countless causes and effects were pulled apart by this strike, forming clear lines that converged towards the blade.

The newly born world of infinite multiplication was also pulled directly onto the blade along with the threads of cause and effect.

The sound of a phoenix's cry lingered on the long sword, causing the entire world to tremble. All things beautiful remained unharmed, things that could be redeemed were preserved, and incurable sins were shattered, reassembled, and transformed into new, wandering possibilities.

As the sword was swung to its end, unbeknownst to many, the central core of the main god, and the sword of annihilation, had already flown into it, becoming a small mark on the blade.

When the Buddha of Lingshan realized that he too would become a reflection on the surface of the blade, he had already lost the power to resist.

The last thing he saw was a face raised from beneath the blade.

Li Changling's true form was restrained, but he reappeared here, raised his face, faced the blade directly, and thrust his sword at the blade.

The clash of knives and swords creates an indescribable spectacle, and the entire world on the surface of the blade reveals layers upon layers of light and shadow once again.

The figures of Chaoli Wandao and Shenque Sword Master shattered into countless pieces after this collision, merging into the light and shadow on the surface of the blade.

The most persistent and sharp edge of the sword path across all realms will surely bring more choices to all the worlds on the surface of the blade.

Guan Luoyang never disliked "persistence," even the persistence of an enemy, or completely hostile ideas, which could be the foundation for change.

Therefore, his sword encompasses all right and wrong, transcends the ordinary level of infinity, and achieves true perfection.

When the Minghong Blade fell, the figure holding the blade seemed to be standing at the deepest part of the Great Dao, a place that even the Dao itself could not reach.

Only by going to the deepest part can one hear everything, bear everything, and create boundless brilliance!

The Tao is profound, and the sword is supreme.

Guan Luoyang, now you have attained enlightenment!

(End of this chapter)