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Standing on the deck of the spaceship, Gu gazed down at the vast and boundless continent of the East from high above. He felt that this land concealed many unknown secrets.
Perhaps it was related to the decline of the demon race, or maybe it had to do with the rise of the sects, or even the secrets of the revered ones.
The long passage of time had already erased everything, leaving only the folk tales passed down through generations, which might allow one to glimpse a fragment of the truth.
From Gu's current destination, Cangqing Mountain, he hoped to uncover some traces of the past.
Why was there such an urgent need for his master to go to Cangqing Mountain? What could be achieved with just the current Light Power?
A few days ago, when they began their migration to Cangqing Mountain, Night Emperor suddenly returned, hoping that Yin Tianheng could take Gu there as soon as possible.
Seeing Night Emperor's anxious demeanor filled Gu with questions; his intuition told him that Guang might be courting disaster again.
"I don't deny it," Gu thought dismissively of Guang. After all, how many Mahayana Practitioners could still exist after the incident with Light Canon?
How many disciples of Divine Presence could be left after being hunted down by the sect?
In the current situation in Tiandong, I don't deny that a Super Sect could easily fall. Even if Guang's strength rivaled that of Jade Void Sect, it wouldn't stir up much trouble.
Once a choice was made at that moment, it would be akin to a moth flying into a flame—self-destruction.
He didn't know exactly what had happened. He knew that those matters concerning Cangqing Mountain had not been communicated to him for a long time while he remained in Northern Battlefield.
"Night Emperor" paused suddenly, then shook his head with a bitter smile.
He had never told him.
For someone who lost their sect at the early stage of "Nascent Soul," growing up alone while being hunted endlessly, "Sect" was the greatest hope deep in "Keke's" heart.
"Gu Zhi," he thought, would never understand "Night Emperor." In the hearts of "Tenglan, known as Zhongshang," "Wen Tian," and others, what kind of position did "Sect" occupy? What kind of existence did it represent?
But in "Gu Xin," during that brief time in the academy, it was like being in a rocking chair, occasionally savoring a drop here and there, accompanied by the long passage of time, slowly fermenting, initially gathering into a river that flowed through his heart.
As the spaceship burst through the clouds that covered the sky, towering mountains appeared before him; there lay the legendary Kunlun Mountains.
In many ancient legends, "Kunlun Mountain" was the origin of all things. One day, "Kunlun Radiance" suddenly blossomed at the peak of "Kunlun Mountain," and from that world came flying beasts, gods, demons, and spirits from all directions.
The birthplace of the "Orthodox Sect" was at the peak of "Kunlun Mountain." It was as if they were hidden away in the "Kunlun Celestial Sect." Some said that when "Tiandong's Cultivation" methods were established, they originated from "Kunlun Sect." Many claimed that originally, the revered "Primordial Sovereign" had been a disciple of "Kunlun Sect." Everything faded away with the fall of "Primordial Sovereign."
"Tian Zai" had celestial palaces; legends said that the "Queen Mother of the West" ruled Kunlun. There were also claims that the "Heavenly Palace" actually resided within "Kunlun Radiance," where the "Heavenly Emperor" presided. Both were just a step away from seeking the "Great Immortal," bound by the rules of heaven and earth, unable to traverse to the Eastern Realm. Similarly, conflicts between the "Wrong Door" had no effect whatsoever.
After this battle, there would surely be significant changes in heaven. How would the "Heavenly Emperor" cope? How should all the gods in heaven position themselves?
Along that journey were Gu, "Night Emperor," "Jiang Anbo," and a clamoring "Tan Siyuan," who insisted on following. Listening to their master, "Yin Tianheng," casually recount myths and legends—though those tales had long lost any means of verification—the heart could not help but be filled with infinite yearning whenever hearing about immortals.
"Immortal Longevity," free and unfettered.
In the realm of Easterners and their pursuit of immortality, it all boils down to those eight words: "If it is not meant to be, it will not be." Yet, how many immortals truly live in freedom and ease?
Without achieving fortune, one cannot attain true freedom; this is a saying of the Buddhist Sect.
Gu understood this, as did Yin Tianheng, though others likely did not.
After the Battle of the Desolate Mountains, Liu Lao Jiu experienced a breakthrough. He found it difficult to connect with a group of children and hurriedly prepared some wine, storing it in his storage ring. He then rushed off, not knowing where he had wandered off to at that moment.
Having spent much time with Ling Chanzi, Liu Lao Jiu should have been aware of certain matters. However, Bu Luo's words seemed somewhat out of place when applied to Liu Lao Jiu.
As a former prince and now in the Nascent Soul Realm, few could compare to Liu Lao Jiu in terms of living freely and easily.
Like Wen Tian, Liu Lao Jiu was no genius but had great potential that bloomed late. On the path of cultivation, once he set his mind on something, the road ahead was clear and unobstructed.
Perhaps true freedom in this world belonged only to people like Liu Lao Jiu.
The spaceship had previously landed on a lush green lawn. As Gu looked around the ship, he saw no signs of life anywhere.
Yet since his master had chosen to dock there, there must have been a reason for it. Gu did not question it; after all, light would eventually bring people.
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