The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

"In the end, the Myriad Soul Banner was forged, and the remnant souls of Senior Zhao Yan and Senior Shangguan Xiao were incorporated into it."

It was gently nurtured using special supernatural powers.

She looked at the black banner deep inside the ancestral hall, her gaze gentle:

"Now, a hundred years have passed, and the remnant soul of Senior Shangguan Xiao has been restored."

"That's why I brought Senior Zhao Yan with me today."

Looking at Bai Xiaoxiao's smile, Duan Xinglian sighed slowly, his gaze sharpening.

"It can't be that simple, Aunt Bai."

Zhou Liuqing was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Duan Xinglian did not answer immediately.

He stood up, walked to the banner of ten thousand souls, looked up at the dark banner, and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he turned around and his gaze fell on Bai Xiaoxiao's face:

"This secret shrine has never been recorded in our Three Truths lineage, not even my senior sister knows about it."

"It's a bit strange that Aunt Bai suddenly brought us here today."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

"But what really made me suspicious was Senior Zhao Yan."

"Since it's a meeting with his former beloved wife, given Senior Zhao Yan's personality, how could he possibly use a paper effigy to meet her?"

Duan Xinglian paused, his gaze becoming even sharper:

"Moreover, Aunt Bai said that he was only a part of his primordial spirit residing in this paper figure."

He narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered his conclusion:

"The only explanation is that something forced Senior Zhao Yan to come here in this way."

"Am I right, Aunt Bai?"

The ancestral hall fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Liuqing turned to look at Bai Xiaoxiao, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

Bai Xiaoxiao remained silent for a long time.

She looked into Duan Xinglian's clear eyes, and finally sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness and relief:

"In the end, I couldn't hide it from you, you perceptive little star-refiner."

She paused, her expression turning serious:

"Bringing Senior Zhao Yan here is not just to let him see his beloved wife again."

"More importantly, we urgently need another great supernatural being."

"Because a major war is about to break out."

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing exchanged a glance and said in unison:

"what happened?"

Bai Xiaoxiao did not answer directly.

She walked to the window, pushed open the carved wooden window, looked at the old locust tree in the yard, and watched the sunlight dance among the leaves.

Then, she slowly opened her mouth, but first brought up another seemingly unrelated topic.

"As you should know, a cultivator's practice can be roughly divided into three categories: talismans, treasures, and body."

"That is, talismans, magical treasures, and the Dharma body."

The two nodded.

These are the most basic things; the instructor taught them on the very first day of my training.

Looking at the two of them, Bai Xiaoxiao's gaze became distant, as if she were recalling something from a very, very long time ago:

“Excluding innate supernatural abilities that vary greatly from person to person.”

The differences in the practice of these three methods reflect the differences in the strength of the seekers of the Dharma.

It is generally believed that there is no end to the practice of these three.

Therefore, there is no absolute ceiling to the abilities of those seeking the Dharma.

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing nodded again.

This is the consensus in the world of supernatural powers.

No one knows where the finish line is, because no one has ever reached it.

"However, a hundred years ago, there were three people in the supernatural world who were once thought to have reached the end of their cultivation."

Bai Xiaoxiao's voice was very soft, as if she were telling an ancient legend.

Duan Xinglian's eyes widened, his voice trembling: "How is this possible?"

His first reaction was disbelief.

A cultivator's practice is like studying, while combat is like taking an exam.

Sometimes, there are top students who consistently score higher than everyone else in every exam.

But no top student would ever claim to have mastered subjects like physics, mathematics, or chemistry.

That's absurd.

The path of a cultivator has no end; this has been a consensus for thousands of years.

Duan Xinglian could not imagine that anyone could make the entire world of supernatural powers believe that they had reached the end of a certain path.

Zhou Liuqing seemed thoughtful, a faint guess forming in her mind, her voice trembling slightly:

"Could it be... those three?"

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded, her tone serious and solemn, speaking each word clearly:

"At the end of the magic talisman, the Supreme Immortal Lord of All Laws, Gao Haoguang."

"At the end of all magical treasures, the Eternal Treasure Creator True Lord, Haishan is finished."

"At the pinnacle of the Dharma body, the Pure Yang Forbidden Law Heavenly Venerable, Xia Chuan."

Three honorific titles, three personal names.

Each one felt like a mountain, weighing heavily on Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing's hearts.

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled slightly as she looked at their shocked expressions:

"The six-character honorific title is merely an empty name."

"The only ones qualified to be given honorific titles are those who cultivate the Three Paths."

She held up three fingers, then bent them down one by one:

"Talisman! Treasure! Body!"

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing were completely shocked.

They simply cannot imagine what level it would take for people to willingly bestow honorific titles upon others using the names of roads.

Even more terrifying is

Why are they all disciples of my Three Truths School?

Duan Xinglian swallowed hard, his mind a complete mess.

Patriarch Xia Chuan, Patriarch Gao Haoguang, and Guest Elder Hai Shan

The three people were recognized as having reached the end of their cultivation journey. Two of them were direct disciples of the Three True Ones, and the other was a guest of the Three True Ones.

My ancestors were so wealthy?

Zhou Liuqing opened her mouth as if to say something, but found her voice trembling.

Seeing the expressions on her two disciples' faces, Bai Xiaoxiao smiled gently:

"However, this explanation, except for the 'body' part, was later overturned by them themselves."

Duan Xinglian was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled slightly:

"Your Patriarch Gao Haoguang's 'End of the Magic Talisman' and Elder Haishan's 'End of the Magic Treasure',

They were later surpassed by themselves.

Bai Xiaoxiao's tone carried a hint of emotion:

"So they can only say that they achieved a 'false endpoint,' not a real endpoint."

Duan Xinglian remained silent for a moment, processing this information.

Then, he frowned:

"But what does this have to do with the great war you mentioned, Aunt Bai?"

Bai Xiaoxiao sighed, her gaze returning to the two of them:

"Well, you all know that."

"Now, of the three, Fu and Shen are nowhere to be found, and Bao doesn't get involved in worldly affairs."

Her tone became heavy:

"But the artifacts that were once thought to mark the achievement of their pseudo-end point still exist in the world."

"The Dharma body and the Dharma treasures are the means of enlightenment, and each is in the hands of its respective owner."

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing held their breath.

Bai Xiaoxiao's voice was very low:

"But the talisman, the object of enlightenment, has now been lost outside for some unknown reason."

She paused, her gaze sharp as a knife: