Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Some people had cursed charms pasted on their foreheads, and their movements became extremely frantic. Their muscles swelled up, and they climbed up the city wall with iron claws in their hands, like ghouls.

He fell to the ground without a care, not even bothering to avoid arrows, fire, or oil, as if he had lost all sense of physical existence. Knowing he would die, he still climbed the wall to die.

The crudely made wooden battering ram was lifted by the crowd and struck the ram like a drum, producing a series of booming sounds.

The ladders pressed against the city wall, and even as oil was poured down, burning and cracking, the crowd continued to surge forward.

The people on the battlefield no longer seemed to be human, but some kind of crazed beasts that only knew how to kill each other.

Blood splattered everywhere, heads were torn off, limbs were broken, and flesh burning with oil struggled as it plummeted from the ladder to the city wall below.

Screams, cries of pain, and the thunder of drums echoed in our ears, lingering for a long time...

By the time the fighting truly ceased, a whole night had passed.

The golden light from the divine tree shifted from pale to a bright, sun-like glow, covering the battlefield littered with mangled limbs, rotting flesh, and flowing blood.

Attacked the city overnight but was not defeated.

However, the city gate had already been breached, but it was then sealed tightly by the Zhao garrison with large amounts of oil. Now the city gate and a large section of the city wall have been burned to ashes. Perhaps another equally powerful attack could break through it.

In this battle, Zhao Qianyuan and Fang Tiande both made their moves. Although they were both in the rear and did not rush directly to the front line, they still exchanged a few spiritual cultivation spells.

Fang Tiande was originally an alchemist in the palace, highly regarded, and already acquainted with Zhao Qianyuan.

The two sides fought with magic, but neither could gain the upper hand, so the first attack on the city failed.

When he returned to the camp in a depressed mood, he saw that one of his generals had been killed by an unknown and powerful fire magic cultivator, and a large part of the camp had been turned into a sea of ​​fire. He was even more furious and vowed to take down Jinshi within three days.

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While the outside world was embroiled in a night of battle, Xi Heng, nestled in Yaowang Mountain, found peace and tranquility.

He had mastered the 100,000-word method of transforming the spirit, and had memorized every step, stage, and level within it.

There are no special requirements for the technique, but it is best to practice in a place where the spiritual energy is abundant and the golden light shines brightly.

Her courtyard perfectly met the requirements. She simply set the divine tree to remain bright at night, then closed her eyes and began to cultivate her spiritual light, detached from worldly affairs.

Two days later, another great battle broke out in Goldstone City, and it was even faster and more intense than before.

Fang Tiande prepared more talismans and created hundreds of fearless vanguard soldiers to charge into battle.

He then recruited martial artists from Donghuangmei Mountain to assist him, and his main body, carrying blood magic talismans, secretly scaled the city walls to attack from the inside.

As the defending forces weakened due to the fighting on all sides, Zhao Qianyuan, seeing the situation was not good, prepared to retreat. However, he was attacked and injured by a master of martial arts. He could only barely break through the encirclement and leave the city under the cover of his imperial belt, retreating to Xiuzhou, the nearest city to the north.

The Zhao garrison also withdrew. Because the generals were capable, the withdrawal was relatively smooth and there were no large-scale troop losses.

The battle lasted a full day, and finally ended with the Tianliang army capturing Jinshi City.

However, just over ten days after Fang Tiande captured the city, the ever-victorious reinforcements from the south of the Great Zhao arrived and surrounded Jinshi again.

General Zhao Wanli of the northern frontier led his troops to besiege the city. Along the way, the surrounding cities of Zhao had also transported siege equipment that had been built in advance.

The Tianliang military knew that its strength was no match for the enemy. The damaged city walls and gates had not yet been repaired, and it was impossible to hold the city. So it abandoned the city and retreated again from the west gate.

The Great Zhao had retaken Jinshi and was gathering its forces to pursue the enemy southward when another piece of news came from the east—the newly emerging sect, the Pure Fire Sect, with a large number of followers, had rallied its army and revolted, conquering a prefecture and heading towards Jinshi.

Affected by this news, the officers and soldiers were unable to continue south and remained stuck in Jinshi City.

The Tianliang Army returned to Jian'an in the southern city to stay, while the Jinghuo Sect's influence steadily expanded, though its advance was slow.

The three major powers thus separated around Goldstone City, and remained at a standstill.

The situation gradually stabilized, and troops were stationed where necessary, while those that wanted to expand their influence continued to do so.

During this time, people gradually discovered that among the hundreds of sacred trees, there was one that was the most special.

Even at night, the sacred tree shines brightly and never dims.

According to the newly drawn map, this special divine tree is at the very center of all the golden divine trees.

Thinking that there must be something more special about it, they each sent people to explore.

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Six months later, in early summer, Xi Heng awoke from his first period of seclusion.

After briefly observing his own improvement, he followed his habit and began to scan his surroundings with his spiritual sense.

As you can see, the small village at the foot of Yaowang Mountain has now been transformed into a bustling new town.

The group consisted of a motley crew, including soldiers from Tianliang and Da Zhao, missionaries dressed in white robes of the Jinghuo Sect, and newly established sects from both Buddhism and Taoism.

Martial artists and cultivators coexist here, and stability is maintained by cultivators of higher ranks from all sides.

"In just half a year, the mortal world has changed so much?"

As he spoke to himself, his spiritual sense swept into the town's central square, where thousands of people were gathered inside and outside.

Within the crowd were followers of three religions, each with their own voice and responses, seemingly engaged in some kind of open debate.

A familiar female figure sat gracefully beside the altar, her golden hair loosely flowing, exuding an extraordinary aura simply by sitting quietly to the side.

"Chen Fenghuo...it's been a long time since I've seen him," Xi Heng murmured.

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Volume 1: Taking a Day Off

My sleep schedule is constantly going crazy...

This morning's update made up for yesterday's, so I'm taking another day off today -- (＞人＜；) I'm sorry!

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Volume 1: Chapter 326, A Chance Encounter

Half a year after the day when Heng planted a hundred divine trees on this land, people found the most central and special one—which was located in the original location of Medicine King Mountain.

As a result, Yaowang Mountain changed its name and became Hengming Mountain.

The sacred tree here emits a bright light for a long time, and it does not dim even at night.

The area around the mountain has lost its distinction between day and night, so it is called Hengming, a city without darkness.

Because of its unique nature and the abundance of spiritual energy compared to other places, it has attracted various forces to establish themselves here. No one is willing to give up a corner. Furthermore, since the three armies of Jinshi City are still in a stalemate and have not yet made any moves, the personnel sent here have not engaged in any major battles. Instead, they are all on guard, creating a strange balance.

Over time, it has developed a unique order that differs from that of other cities.

Several major religious sects and three military forces each occupied a region and maintained their own stability.

Numerous sects have established themselves here, and independent martial artists, having heard of his great reputation, have also come to try their luck.

With various forces converging here, disagreements are inevitable. However, having just heard that the path ahead is broad, the new cultivators are unwilling to truly fight to the death because of these differences.

One of the biggest divisions in the city today is naturally the ideological divide between the three major religious sects.

The debate among the three religions arose from this, with each trying to determine the winner and loser by using words as a weapon, in order to seize more territory and the scope of their missionary work.

What needs to be debated is whose theory can better explain everything in the world, how all things flow, why life and death are in the cycle of reincarnation, and the fate of all living beings.

Those who make mistakes or contradictions in their speech, or who are unable to answer, lose the next round.

Currently, Buddhism has six wins and one loss, Taoism has two wins and five losses, and the Pure Fire Sect has three wins and four losses.

When Xi Heng woke up from his secluded cultivation, he listened from a distance for a while out of interest and figured out what the situation was like.

As a newly emerging sect, the Pure Fire Sect lacks the cultural depth of the other two sects.

However, Taoists mostly focused on their own cultivation and never paid attention to debating and interpreting scriptures. The people they sent to the stage performed poorly, so they inevitably ended up with the lowest score.

Xi Heng often thought that it would be better to let Zhao Qianyuan come and defend them.

That irresponsible emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty spent decades studying various theories of cultivating immortality and attaining enlightenment. If he were to represent the Taoist sect, he might be able to snatch a few victories from the Buddhist sect.

Chen Fenghuo scored almost entirely based on his own intelligence and comprehension, and once his comprehension was almost exhausted, he fell into a slump.

"A one-sided debate is not very interesting."

She conjured a spark of inspiration and imbued it with her own thoughts.

With a flick of his right hand, he made a gesture of throwing a talisman, and this intention traveled a thousand meters to reach Chen Fenghuo's heart in the altar.

As if struck by inspiration, the blonde girl, seated on one side of the stone altar, spoke in the silence:

“All cultivators know that there are methods in the world that confuse and bewitch the mind. Among them, profound illusions can trap people in a dream and make it difficult to distinguish reality. So how can we be sure that we are in the real world, or that this is just a big dream created by illusions?”

"All phenomena are illusory; all things in the world are inherently illusory and false. Why bother to realize the truth?" An old monk nearby chanted Amitabha.

Xi Heng recognized the man; it was none other than Monk Yuanzhao, whom he had killed the Black Blade Master and stopped her attack.

“Since everything in this world is empty, why bother worshipping Buddha statues, kowtowing and burning incense?” Chen Fenghuo said.

"Although the world is illusory, there is a cycle of greed, anger and ignorance, and one cannot escape the karmic seeds. The Buddha is compassionate and wishes to save all beings and seek liberation for all."

"Buddha vows to save all sentient beings. In the eyes of Buddha, are there any distinctions among sentient beings?"

The other person smiled and said, "All beings are equal."

Chen Fenghuo said calmly:

"Then why can donating money and goods accumulate merit and lead to liberation? Temples in various places keep private slaves and amass wealth, and the taxes paid to their laborers and tenants are higher than those paid to landlords. In the eyes of Buddha, all beings are equal, but is this not the case in the eyes of monks?"

"..."

Suddenly, silence fell over the stone altar.

The answer to this question is not difficult, but it's a digression and needs no further explanation.

But that was in a genuine, simple debate, while right now there are thousands of people around, most of whom are not exactly honest and law-abiding citizens.

Whatever the answer, it will be passed on from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred.

Thus, the Buddhist community, which should not have hesitated, inadvertently skipped the time to respond.

Only after the bell rang did someone finally respond, reciting a bunch of orthodox statements to temporarily conclude the discussion.

Then, Chen Fenghuo recited another philosophical paradox that Xi Heng had thrown into the past, slowly explaining the Ship of Theseus with a more appropriate name.

Chen Fenghuo continued to elaborate, engaging in a series of questions and answers with the two sects before him. For some reason, he was full of inspiration, and his voice hardly stopped. He could even debate with several people at the same time.

The crowd watched from all sides, and seeing only the momentum and attitude of the Pure Fire Sect, they all felt a slight bias in their hearts.

An hour passed, and several rounds of discussion concluded.

Today's debate is gradually coming to an end. Although Buddhism still holds the highest victory, Chen Fenghuo at least preserved his assets and did not lose any of his sects.

After reading it, Xi Heng withdrew his spiritual light from Chen Fenghuo.

In a flash of inspiration, the other party seemed to suddenly realize something, and looked up at the divine tree that enveloped the entire city.

He muttered to himself in a daze for a moment, then shook his head and gradually left, surrounded by his followers.

Xi Heng, however, casually shifted his focus to other matters, concentrating on the spiritual fire space within his body.

After half a year of cultivation, the space expanded a bit more, the divine tree grew a bit more, and the great spirit in the inner courtyard came to some conclusions... She didn't pay much attention to it.

What bothered her was that, for some reason, whenever she tried to take something out of it, she would always feel a strange resistance.

This resistance is like trying to cut stacked bamboo with a sword; if you accidentally turn the sword at the wrong angle, you get stuck and can't go any further.

"It seems more difficult than ever to extract anything from it..."

Xi Heng silently stared at Yun Tong in the sky island courtyard high above the Spirit Fire Space. Seeing her leisurely resting appearance, he sent out a bit of spirit fire to envelop her.

The other party paused for a moment, then recognized the familiar appearance of the spirit fire and naturally complied with it.

A flash of flame, and Xi Heng forcefully broke through that strange awkwardness, pulling Yun Tong back into reality.

The spiritual fire formed a capsule-shaped outline, rippled for a moment, and then contracted.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Tong, a spirit creation dressed in light-colored clothes, appeared.

But... his appearance is a little strange.

At this moment, Yun Tong could only stand there like a statue, motionless.

The gentle breeze around her couldn't lift the hem of her dress. Her pupils dilated slightly, and although Xi Heng was right in front of her, she seemed to be looking at something a dozen meters away, remaining motionless for a long time.

"Hmm?" Xi Heng tilted his head, realizing that the other party was still in a state of time freeze.

"Why was everything alright inside the Spirit Fire Space, but it stopped working once we got outside?"

It was only when I touched the other person's sleeve that a slight ripple was caused.

The wind did not stir Yun Tong's clothes, as if she were separated from this world.