Chapter 289: One of the Nine Vessels! Seeing Mystery in Taisui Palace

True fire boils like a god, the flickering figure moves the universe.

Originally snatched from creation, the Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus sits in the mysterious gate.

"Heaven's essence and earth's brilliance, creation is thus formed... you are indeed an anomaly in this rolling mortal world."

Jiang Your Majesty looked at the figure in the firelight, his gaze condensed, unable to help but sigh.

In the red scorching firelight, the terrifying figure stood up completely, a full two meters tall, shaped like a human, with arms reaching past the knees, its whole body covered in mane, actually not extinguished in the fire.

The Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus, this one was the Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus worshipped by the Bai He Temple.

When Jiang Your Majesty was young, he had seen it once when he entered the Bai He Temple. For so many years, the aura of such a terrifying existence had not diminished. Their lifespan was much longer than humans, monsters, and mountain spirits.

"Us?"

In the firelight, the terrifying figure said coldly: "You humans say, two people make a line, three people make a crowd..."

"For an existence like me, there aren't even a handful in this world, so where does 'us' come from?"

The Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus is truly rare, snatching the opportunity of the sun and moon, stealing the creation of heaven and earth.

Their calamities are greater than those of becoming a monster.

Throughout history, how many famous mountains and rivers, dragon veins and dead ends have nurtured for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, to produce a seed, an embryo... but how many can truly be born into the world?

Because of this, the Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus is lonely. They are true anomalies in this world, drifting in time, almost never seeing their own kind.

"Why did you come to me?"

In the firelight, the terrifying figure asked in a muffled voice. Its heavy sound was more soul-stirring than the Daoist thunder method.

"If there were no major events, you would absolutely not come to me."

"You are quite clever," Jiang Your Majesty said in a low voice.

"Hehe, little ghost, I have eaten more copper pellets than you have eaten salt," the terrifying figure grinned and laughed.

In the world today, the only one who dares to call Jiang Your Majesty a little ghost is probably this one.

"Could it be that Chu Chaoran has left True Wushan?"

Just then, the terrifying figure changed the subject. In the firelight, those cold eyes became even colder. He subconsciously touched his chest, where a shocking scar appeared faintly.

That scar seemed to have life, actually breathing and wriggling.

The terrifying figure snorted coldly, and a violent aura surged, suppressing it.

"Speaking of which, it has been many years since I fought him. I would like to experience the Pure Yang Limitless Realm again."

"He will not leave True Wushan, and I did not come for his affairs," Jiang Your Majesty shook his head and stated the purpose of his trip.

"Just now, I received news that in Chang'an, there is a mountain where a Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus has been born."

"Hmm!?"

In the firelight, the terrifying figure gave a light sound of surprise, then pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"Not yet nurtured, that little guy was born prematurely. According to the normal speed, it would take at least twenty years of effort to be nurtured."

"The Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus has too great a calamity. How easy is it to come to this turbid mortal world?"

Jiang Your Majesty heard this and remained silent, clearly believing this judgment.

After all, the spirit fetus on Toad Treasure Mountain was only an embryo, and as the same kind, it could naturally be sensed.

If it were truly born, it wouldn't necessarily be so.

"Although it is an embryo, the phenomenon has already formed. You Daoist sects have many ways to hatch it into shape..."

As the words reached this point, the terrifying figure's gaze condensed, and a faint golden light appeared.

"Of course, you Daoists love this kind of treasure the most and like to refine it into an external incarnation..."

"This is a top-tier body aperture in the world."

The human body is ultimately just a mortal flesh, even if one cultivates to the Celestial Master Realm and returns to the innate, it is still insufficient. How can it compare to this Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus?

Because of this, in ancient times, if a great power in the Daoist sect discovered a Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus, the most superior use was to erase its consciousness, seize its body with the soul, and become their own external incarnation.

"This is what I am most worried about," Jiang Your Majesty said in a low voice.

"In whose hands did that embryo fall?"

"Vacuum Refining Form!" Jiang Your Majesty's expression darkened slightly, and he spat out a name.

"Vacuum Refining Form... tsk tsk, this lineage has another successor in the world..."

In the firelight, the terrifying voice said coldly: "I remember the last practitioner of Vacuum Refining Form seemed to be a disciple of your Bai He Temple..."

"Ancestor Changqing!" Jiang Your Majesty said in a low voice.

That was a great master from three hundred years ago, a disciple of the Bai He Temple famous throughout the world.

"Not bad, it is him... back then he also wanted to find a Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus, Vacuum Wonderful Existence, Qi-transforming Spirit Fetus, so as to take the last step and achieve Pure Yang Limitless..."

"Unfortunately, he didn't have such good luck. Where is it so easy to find a Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus?"

The terrifying figure's words carried a trace of mockery and disdain.

"This person's luck is truly heaven-defying, she actually found it."

"What percentage of success do you think she has?" Jiang Your Majesty asked.

In the firelight, the terrifying voice pondered for a moment before stating his judgment.

"Less than thirty percent!"

"Is it that high?" Jiang Your Majesty pondered silently.

"You are still the same, liking to strangle all dangers in the cradle, and wanting to control every variable in your own hands."

A cold laugh rang out, and the wanton gaze swept over Jiang Your Majesty.

"If she gets the help of the Heaven-Born Spirit Fetus, perhaps the success rate will be a bit higher."

Once these words were spoken, Jiang Your Majesty raised an eyebrow and looked at the rising firelight.

"Almost impossible."

"Yes..."

"That person on Dragon-Tiger Mountain died long ago, so naturally I won't help her..."

"Counting it all up, only that old lame man from the Wu Wei Gate is left."

Speaking of this, the wild firelight drifted higher, and the blast furnace behind him was trembling.

"That old lame man won't help her either," Jiang Your Majesty said with absolute certainty.

"Then her chance of success is still less than thirty percent. Even if she succeeds, she may not be able to achieve Pure Yang Limitless, and she might even refine herself away..."

"Hehe, Vacuum Refining Form... the end of this lineage is refining themselves away..."

"Understood."

Jiang Your Majesty nodded and turned to leave.

"Hehe, Jiang Your Majesty, it seems you have thoughts about the Void Mirror... also, only the Nine Vessels in this world can restrain the Nine Methods."

In the firelight, the terrifying figure's words made Jiang Your Majesty stop.

The Void Mirror is one of the Nine Vessels, specifically restraining Vacuum Refining Form.

"Rest well."

Jiang Your Majesty didn't look back and walked away.

The ancient bronze door slowly opened, carrying a deafening sound.

In the firelight, the terrifying figure slowly sat down, a wild smile on his lips. He picked up the copper pellet beside him, scooped up the molten iron flowing from the blast furnace, and chewed and swallowed....

Taisui Village.

The night was hazy, and thick fog filled the air.

In the direction of the Xu-Palace, a bell sound rang out, melodious and far-reaching, covering the entire village.

In a trance, the palace temple that had already dimmed actually glowed with layers of firelight, about to appear yet not appearing, about to rise yet not rising, just like the drifting incense smoke, rushing straight up three feet into the blue sky.

"Xu-Dog? He actually has such fate?"

Zhang Fan was thoughtful. Originally, he had arranged for Qin Ergou to enter Zhongnan Mountain, but he didn't expect him to have such fate with the Wu Wei Gate, entering the Xu-Palace with his body, about to continue that extinguished incense smoke and become the new Xu-Dog.

"Don't think about it anymore. He entered the Xu-Palace, either he succeeds or he dies... there is no second path to take," Bai Yujing said in a low voice.

"Will he die?"

"Do you think the Thirteen Zodiacs are so easy to be?" Bai Yujing squinted.

"You have great skills now, do you not even put the Thirteen Zodiacs in your eyes?"

!

Once these words were spoken, Zhang Fan revealed an awkward smile.

"Aunt, look at what you're saying. From childhood to adulthood, the teacher taught us to be humble and cautious, how would I dare to belittle myself... pfft, I mean, be arrogant."

Among the Thirteen Zodiacs, leaving aside the human zodiac, the strength is uneven. Newcomers like Lin Jianyue and Wang Tao have shallow qualifications and barely reached the High Merit Realm.

But like the Shen-Monkey and others, their strength is obviously a cut above, not to mention existences like the Chen-Dragon.

"Let's go."

Bai Yujing led Zhang Fan to grope in the confused fog. Even as the Si-Snake, she couldn't peek at the full picture of Taisui Village and could only use the location of the 【Si-Palace】 as a lighthouse to distinguish the direction.

"The natal palace of the Mao-Rabbit is in the east."

Mao belongs to the Zhen trigram, the five elements belong to wood, located in the east, the zodiac rabbit five elements belong to wood, just happening to seek the same Qi as Zhen-wood.

Whoosh...

Sure enough, a moment later, a palace temple appeared faintly, stretching in the thick fog, the incense smoke inside was dim, exactly the same as the 【Hai-Palace】 just now, with a giant white rabbit phantom coiled above.

"Finally found it."

Zhang Fan came all the way from Jiangnan Province, after many twists and turns, just to find Lin Jianyue.

If he found out at this time that Lin Jianyue wasn't here, he would truly vomit three liters of blood.

"You go," Bai Yujing waved her hand and said.

"Aunt Bai, you aren't coming in with me?" Zhang Fan was stunned and asked.

"Zodiacs cannot enter each other's natal palaces, this is the rule," Bai Yujing explained.

"Okay." Zhang Fan nodded helplessly.

"I'll wait for you here."

Zhang Fan gave a light sound, turned, and walked towards the vast fog.

The palace temple got closer and closer, and the fog around it became much thinner.

"This is the Mao-Palace!?"

Arriving close, the full picture of the Mao-Palace finally appeared before Zhang Fan. On the high-hanging plaque were branded two large characters, the brushwork like dragons and snakes, exactly the same as the Daoist script on the ancient tablet at the village entrance.

The dome of the Mao-Palace presented a ring shape, like a large moon, and at the very top, a long-burning lamp was lit.

"You better be inside, otherwise I truly wasted my effort."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the palace temple.

The long and narrow palace path was like an intestine, leading straight to the main hall. Arriving at such a weird place, Zhang Fan didn't dare to wander around at will and went directly to the main hall.

On both sides of the hall stood mud sculptures with human bodies and rabbit heads. They had different postures, and there were differences in details.

The one closest to Zhang Fan on the right was extremely sturdy, its muscles intertwined like coiling dragons, especially the two pectoral muscles like large drums, looking exactly like an ancient warrior.

Instead, the mud sculpture with a human body and rabbit head next to it had a small stature, and its temperament was even more wretched, holding a pocket in its hand.

At a glance, there were dozens of human-body rabbit-head sculptures, some holding Dharma swords, some wrapped in flames, some holding thunder...

"Are these the Mao-Rabbits of past generations?" Zhang Fan was thoughtful, a conjecture rising in his heart.

Walking to the deepest part, the incense smoke before the altar drifted, the firelight flickered, and above it was worshipped a human-body rabbit-head sculpture, one hand holding medicinal herbs, the other holding a medicinal pill.

"Lin Jianyue!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he recognized it instantly. This was Lin Jianyue's natal zodiac.

He could faintly feel a fluctuation of the soul coming from the human-body rabbit-head sculpture. Although extremely weak, there was no doubt that it was Lin Jianyue's aura.

"You are really here."

Zhang Fan let out a long sigh of relief. Although Lin Jianyue's state was extremely special at the moment, she was finally found. As long as she wasn't dead, there was still hope.

Hum...

Zhang Fan's soul shook, the black and white Qi boiled, like tentacles, reaching towards the mud sculpture on the altar.

Lin Jianyue's soul curled into a ball, like an injured rabbit, glowing with a luster like the moon, hiding in a corner of the mud sculpture.

The black and white Qi surged, slowly wrapping around it, intending to guide it out.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the altar shook violently. Zhang Fan subconsciously looked up and suddenly discovered that behind Lin Jianyue's natal zodiac, there was another mud sculpture. The only difference was that it was truly a rabbit, but it was unusually large, looking exactly like the phantom coiled above the Mao-Palace.

"Rabbit?"

Zhang Fan's soul stared blankly at the giant rabbit. At this moment, it seemed to become alive, with a bright moon reflected in its eyes.

Zhang Fan's soul seemed to be attracted by that ethereal gaze. Through those eyes, he saw another scene.

Inside a large hall, on the wall at the very top, there was an ancient painting. In the dark night, a large moon hung alone, and eight figures were carrying a coffin.

"Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin!"

Zhang Fan was stunned. This painting was different from the 【Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin】 he had seen; it seemed larger and had many more details.

Under the dark night, eight weird figures were carrying a coffin. In front, there was another lonely figure holding a lamp to lead the way.

In the distance, a large star fell, and a pitch-black figure walked out of the firelight.

Around it were hidden twelve animals of different shapes, rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake... they were hidden in the dark night, watching the scene of the Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin.

"Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin... is this the true Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin? What does this painting represent?" Zhang Fan's heart was full of doubts.

Rumble...

The scene before his eyes suddenly shook. He turned his mind and finally saw clearly that in this large hall, a mud sculpture stood before the altar, looking exactly like that Taisui Dharma image.

"This is Taisui Temple!?" Zhang Fan was thoughtful.

Bai Yujing had said that the center of Taisui Village was the Taisui Temple and the Human Zodiac Palace, just like Yin-Yang twin fish, mutually restraining each other.

What he saw should be the scene inside the Taisui Palace.

However, at this moment, that Taisui mud sculpture stood before the altar like a guardian, ensuring the incense smoke would not be extinguished.

On the altar, a soul was actually coiled, mysterious cultivation method, splitting into three figures from within.

"This is..."

"Three-Corpse Illuminating Fate, Spirit-Splitting Great Method!!?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 290 =====