chsdbacks Chapter 2 Huh! I'm actually a forbidden zone!
Chapter 2 Huh! I'm actually a forbidden zone!
"You have lived a life of emptiness, yet you are no weaker than me!" This sentence echoed within the small Ji family's scripture pavilion.
Perhaps in the future, this sentence would be enough to be considered a great act of treason, but today, it moved Ji Xukong, who had just emerged from the shadows.
"Alright, alright, we're brothers, enough talk will only hurt our feelings!" Wang Xuan patted Ji Xukong on the shoulder. "If you really want to thank me..."
He brandished the jade book in his hand, "Once you've achieved mastery in your cultivation, create several more techniques and scriptures similar to this Blood-Drawing Technique to stimulate your bloodline. I'll need them later!"
"Okay!" Ji Xukong nodded emphatically.
This was probably a small experiment by Wang Xuan, in order to test the time river's corrective power in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.
After all, in the world of the Supreme Being, the flow of the river of time and history are entirely the result of the game between beings on the other side, and it is difficult to influence the future through history.
Perhaps things will be different here?
……
The wind on Mount Tai was a little noisy.
Wang Xuan was trying out the Blood Draw Technique when he suddenly sensed something. He turned around and saw Ye Fan and his group slowly ascending to the Jade Emperor Peak.
"Old Wang!" Ye Fan also saw Wang Xuan and waved to him happily.
The two were childhood friends, lived next door to each other, and their families were old friends.
However, in recent years, Wang Xuan has been obsessed with seeking immortality and cultivating the Dao, while Ye Fan has been busy starting his own business, so they have had less contact.
"You old Wang, you've been gone for years! I was already planning to take care of your aunt and uncle in their old age!" Ye Fan sized up Wang Xuan a few times before complaining.
"You're just thinking about it. I really am taking care of your parents in their old age," Wang Xuan suddenly said, his tone somewhat ambiguous.
"What?" Ye Fan was slightly taken aback, but before he could even ponder the deeper meaning of those words, he noticed that the current Wang Xuan was vastly different from the one he remembered.
"How much foundation did you use?" he suddenly asked.
In his eyes, Wang Xuan now seemed to be shining.
"...You son of a bitch!" Wang Xuan nearly lost his temper and threw a punch. "I'm cultivating immortality now!"
Ye Fan chuckled and grasped Wang Xuan's fist, but even as he blocked the fist, his body trembled slightly.
Ye Fan was shocked. "With that kind of strength, how can you be even more barbaric than me?"
"You can't beat me now." They're childhood friends, so fighting is a common occurrence. But before Wang Xuan started cultivating, he was always getting beaten up by Ye Fan.
"You really learned something!" Ye Fan was surprised and wanted to ask more, but suddenly he saw Wang Xuan look up at the sky.
He subconsciously looked up and saw nine towering and ferocious dragon corpses pulling a bronze coffin as they fell.
His pupils contracted sharply, and he turned sideways to crash into Wang Xuan, trying to escape the fall zone.
But all efforts were in vain; the speed at which the nine dragons pulled the coffin was far beyond what Ye Fan could imagine at his current level.
The Jade Emperor Peak was smashed open, revealing the five-colored altar inside. The lid of the ancient bronze coffin was slightly opened, and a suction force pulled Ye Fan, Wang Xuan, and everyone around them into it.
"Get on the bus?!" Inside the ancient bronze coffin, which was pitch black, Wang Xuan steadied himself and looked around, his gaze sweeping over the reliefs.
Faced with such a drastic change, there was one extra person when counting heads, so the ordinary people were naturally noisy and restless.
"Shut up!" Wang Xuan shouted softly, using a wisp of his essence. Suddenly, a radiant light shone around him, illuminating the entire space inside the coffin.
His imposing presence directly silenced all the cries, complaints, and arguments.
"What's done is done, there's no point in crying and complaining." Wang Xuan said calmly.
"The most important thing now is to survive. Only by surviving can we hope to go home!"
"Old Wang, you!?" Ye Fan's breath hitched.
"I have been seeking immortality for twenty years, and I have finally gained some insights," Wang Xuan explained.
"Sigh! I regret it. I should have gone up the mountain with you to become a Taoist priest... or even a monk." Ye Fan said self-deprecatingly, using this to calm himself down before asking, "What exactly happened?"
"The matter of cultivation has always existed behind the curtain of history. I came to Mount Tai to find the mystery of the ancient cultivators. Now we are probably very lucky and have boarded the 'ladder to heaven' that the ancient cultivators used to ascend to heaven," Wang Xuan explained in concise language.
"The 'Heavenly Ladder'?!" The crowd looked at each other in disbelief.
"Are we heading to the so-called Immortal Realm?" Pang Bo asked hurriedly.
"It's certainly not the immortal realm; it should be some life-bearing planet suitable for cultivation."
No one is happy about it, but we have no choice but to accept it.
Wang Xuan glanced at Ye Fan, and out of respect for him, he taught these ordinary people some survival skills in Beidou, including basic knowledge of cultivation and the importance of secrecy.
While these people were still processing the massive amount of information, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin suddenly trembled.
"We've arrived at 'Yinghuo,' which is Mars."
"How did you know it was Yinghuo?" Ye Fan asked subconsciously.
"This is what cultivators are like," Wang Xuan replied solemnly, leaving Ye Fan speechless.
Here, no one understands cultivation better than Wang Xuan!
"There might be some danger outside, you'd better stay here." Wang Xuan gave Ye Fan a look, and together they walked out of the bronze coffin.
Ye Fan looked at the two ancient characters "Yinghuo" on the stone tablet beside the five-colored altar and wondered, "Is cultivation really that miraculous?"
"certainly."
"Then what path do you cultivate?"
"Of course I know."
The two continued their journey and soon came to see an ancient Great Thunder Temple.
"This?!" Ye Fan was utterly shocked.
"Time is of the essence! Hurry! Take everything of value with you!" There's a great demon lurking beneath this Great Thunderclap Temple.
The two of them swept through the store, taking all the forbidden Buddhist artifacts, Bodhi seeds, and other items into their pockets.
Finally, Wang Xuan stared at the plaque of the Great Thunderclap Temple, lost in thought.
"I don't know if it will work..." His eyes reflected the plaque of the Great Thunderclap Temple.
He ripped the plaque off, grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder, and flew into the air, rushing back to the bronze coffin at top speed.
He shattered many Buddhist artifacts and used their essence to activate the five-colored altar.
boom!
The five-colored altar was activated, and the nine dragons pulling the coffin set sail once again.
Almost simultaneously, a terrifying explosion came from the Great Thunderclap Temple, and a figure that was both godlike and demonic appeared and disappeared. He needed blood, and even more so, he needed souls!
In the next instant, Crocodile Ancestor turned to look at the five-colored altar, only to see the nine dragons pulling the coffin into the passage formed by the Tai Chi Bagua.
He instinctively roared, "Stop!"
I haven't gotten on the bus yet!
"As long as I'm fast enough, disaster can't catch me!" Wang Xuanqing pointed out his gains at the Great Thunder Temple.
The Buddhist artifacts were secondary; the most important things were the Bodhi seeds and the plaque of the Great Thunder Temple.
He tossed the Bodhi seed to Ye Fan, leaving the great karma of the Holy Body lineage to Lao Ye.
"What's the use of this?" Ye Fan asked curiously, looking at the plaque of the Great Thunderclap Temple.
"I don't know either," Wang Xuan said, placing his hand on the plaque.
Suddenly, it was as if an ancient Buddha appeared before Wang Xuan, and the Buddhist aura of compassion, mercy, and redemption was absolutely genuine!
This plaque carries the power of that Buddha Shakyamuni!
hum!
Within Wang Xuan's sea of consciousness, the Xuan Tian Mirror trembled slightly, capturing this aura.
Then, it was as if a beam of light pierced through the void and disappeared into the vast, ever-flowing river of time.
This is spacetime coordinates!
In the world of Shrouding the Heavens, nothing can define a period of time better than those Heavenly Venerables, Ancient Emperors, and Great Emperors who once shone brightly in an era, suppressed countless geniuses to reach the pinnacle of enlightenment, and left indelible marks in history!
They are the lighthouses on the river of time, guiding Wang Xuan, a traveler on this river of time.
The light from the Xuan Tian Mirror illuminated the long river of time, going against the flow of years, and pinpointed the location of Shakyamuni.
At this moment, Wang Xuan's eyes were already reflecting the scene on Mars five thousand years ago.
Shakyamuni, dressed in a gray robe, is slowly writing the plaque for the Great Thunder Temple.
Wang Xuan was startled and was about to spare some of his attention to descend into that era.
But in the next instant, the light of the Xuan Tian Mirror suddenly jumped, following the cause and effect, and shone towards the upper reaches of the river of time.
This time, however, the Xuan Tian Mirror was clearly unable to locate further using the aura of Shakyamuni, and its light suddenly shattered midway.
"It actually failed..." Wang Xuan rubbed his chin, roughly understanding the cause and effect.
Shakyamuni was ultimately not Amitabha Buddha, the Great Emperor. He did not have the mark of the Heavenly Heart, and there was a significant difference in his aura compared to Amitabha Buddha.
After all, even Shakyamuni himself denied that he was the future incarnation of Amitabha Buddha.
"Never mind, there will be plenty of opportunities once we get to Beidou." Wang Xuan shook his head slightly and put the plaque away.
The Big Dipper is also known as the Burial Emperor Star. The great emperors on it left behind too many things. The great emperors' power they left behind, such as imperial weapons, imperial blood, and imperial edicts, can all be used to pinpoint the era in which they lived.
And now he is heading to Beidou.
"Old Wang, Old Wang, over here!" Ye Fan called out hurriedly when he saw Wang Xuan wake up. "Did I hear... a scripture here?!"
Wang Xuan's attention was drawn to it. Although this scripture was intended for repairing the Immortal Realm, it wouldn't hurt to learn it.
Time passed second by second, and after an unknown amount of time, the ancient bronze coffin suddenly trembled.
When Wang Xuan and the others stepped out of the bronze coffin, they found themselves in a bright and vibrant world, yet it was also somewhat silent and deathly still.
At this moment, Wang Xuan felt completely comfortable. No matter how concentrated the essence of heaven and earth in the desolate ancient forbidden land was, it was still tens of millions of times better than that on Earth!
Let's go, let's go! Let's go eat some fruit!
Ahem! Wang Xuan shielded Ye Fan in front of him, ensuring that there would be no chance of anything going wrong.
They had only just climbed to the top of a mountain and hadn't even had time to pick the fairy fruit when they saw a figure.
Wang Xuan, Ye Fan, and the others froze, as if immobilized by an inexplicable aura.
"Something's not right! How did I end up running into her?!" Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
The figure was a woman with a delicate face and slender neck, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, pure and peerless.
But the woman's eyes were dull, as if she were dead, and her face was extremely pale.
Wild Slave, Holy Maiden of Tianxuan!
She shouldn't be here!
Wang Xuan once again shielded Ye Fan in front of him, but it was this movement that made him finally notice something strange.
The gaze of the Heavenly Maiden was fixed on him!
Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Xuan's mind, and in the next instant, the Heavenly Maiden gently raised her hand, flicking out a beam of light that entered his body.
Wang Xuan didn't even need to look to know what it was.
Swallowing the Devil!
Wait! I'm in a restricted area!