Chapter 377: Great Luo Dala Fajie

So it was hidden here!

Li Yan's heart couldn't help but pound.

The Three Treasures of Yunmeng Marsh, whether it was the Yunzhong Jun Divine Palace or the Breathing Soil, were all things from myths and legends; that Wang Chan's Sutra Forest could be mentioned in the same breath showed its extraordinariness.

In the eyes of others, Wang Chan's Sutra Forest might represent an inheritance, such as military strategy, diplomacy, or yin-yang, and obtaining it could pacify the world.

But Li Yan was more concerned about the secrets within.

The great sorcerer Xing Hepu was the first to discover this item; he was a living Yin-Bureau official himself, but he could avoid the rules of heaven and earth and provide shelter for some who had returned to life and Earth Immortals.

Perhaps the secret was recorded inside...

Li Yan was excited, but became even more cautious.

This place was likely the secret of that Fuxi tribe.

Looking at the corpses around, they came from different eras; they likely also came in pursuit of this ancient secret, but they also chose to cover it up and bury their physical bodies in this place.

Li Yan had heard Wang Daoxuan mention one thing.

Between heaven and earth, there were some astonishing dragon vein apertures; if buried within them, the physical body would not rot, and this place was likely one of them...

He looked around again and moved cautiously toward the stele forest.

This stone cave was not large, about the size of a two-story small temple; the stele forest was arranged in an Eight Trigrams pattern, placed in the middle, and most of them faced inward.

To see clearly, one had to enter it.

After walking a dozen steps, Li Yan approached the stele forest and, borrowing the faint blue light in the stone cave, examined the characters carved on the steles.

"In ancient times, the sage was between heaven and earth, as the first of all living things. Observing the opening and closing of yin and yang to name things, knowing the gates of existence and destruction..."

"Within the flourishing spirit are five qi, the spirit is their leader, the heart is their dwelling, virtue is their greatness, the place to nourish the spirit, returning to the Dao..."

Seeing these characters, Li Yan only frowned.

Although he couldn't compare to Wang Daoxuan's erudition, since he began practicing, he had also started reading numerous ancient books in his spare time.

These words were clearly from the Ghost Valley Military Books and the Seven Arts of Yin-Yang.

Although they weren't everywhere, basic collections in the homes of wealthy families would basically have them, so it wasn't rare.

The stele forest was divided into three layers; the outer ones were estimated to be these.

Li Yan walked a few more steps to check the middle stele forest.

"The turtle is the leader of shelled insects, carrying patterns on its back; when burned and roasted, the shell cracks and the patterns appear, with Heaven 1, Earth 2, Heaven 3 as the Upper Origin. With Earth 4, Heaven 5, Earth 6 as the Middle Origin..."

Seeing the text above, Li Yan frowned slightly.

These were all ways of numerology, including the "Turtle Shell Divination Chapter," "Yarrow Stalk Divination Chapter," etc.; the characters were only the size of soybeans, and every stone stele was densely carved.

The way of numerology was broad and profound; divination methods were only one of them, and there were also some strange military arts in the stele forest.

Li Yan didn't understand these very well and wasn't very interested either.

He certainly couldn't memorize them; he would either have to make rubbings or take the entire stone stele out.

Thinking of this, he looked at the few stone steles in the center.

Li Yan had a premonition that the things he wanted were definitely hidden inside.

After approaching cautiously, he looked at a stone stele.

On the stone stele was carved an article, also densely packed with characters, only the size of mung beans, which made his eyes dizzy just looking at it.

No wonder they used this object to record it.

This stone stele was no ordinary object; it looked a bit like obsidian, moist and smooth like glaze, and despite how many years had passed, the characters were still clear.

More importantly, it was the article carved above.

"Great Luo Dala Fajie"!

Just seeing this name made Li Yan's heart tremble.

After reading a few sentences, his eyes widened.

This started with a biography, recounting Wang Chan's early cultivation experiences.

Wang Chan became famous during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods; because of the four flesh moles on his forehead, he had the appearance of the Ghost Constellation and lived in seclusion in Ghost Valley on Mount Yunmeng, so he was called Guiguzi.

But in reality, his origins were even more ancient.

According to what was written above, he was born in the Shang Dynasty, had experienced several reincarnations, and had even served as a sacrificial official for both the Shang and Zhou dynasties!

It recounted the ins and outs of the War of Investiture.

The shamans of the distant past communicated with heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods, and could dream of traveling through the divine realm, comprehending the Great Dao, and mastering great supernatural powers, which later caused heaven to send down calamities and disasters to occur frequently.

Later, the Eunuch clan fought for the throne with Zhuanxu, angrily striking Mount Buzhou of the divine realm, causing the pillars of heaven to break, the earth's foundations to snap, heaven to tilt to the northwest, and earth to sink to the southeast.

Therefore, Emperor Zhuanxu cut off the communication between heaven and earth; on one hand, he reformed human sacrifices, which was called "cutting off the communication between heaven and earth," and on the other hand, he united the various "Emperors" to establish rules, which became the prototype of heavenly laws, called "cutting off the communication of heaven."

But this still couldn't stop the disaster.

The Great Flood broke out, and after Yu, there were no more "Emperors."

Thus, during the Shang Dynasty, the main objects of sacrifice changed from heavenly gods to human ghosts, that is, the ancestors of Shang, and the rites of human sacrifice became increasingly prosperous.

One thing that remained the same was that this kind of sacrifice had strict regulations, and the Shang royal family held absolute power of interpretation, which was the orthodoxy.

But the hidden dangers of human sacrifice also gradually appeared.

This method not only caused a burden, making the vassal tribes gradually drift away, but also caused powerful ghosts and gods to run rampant in the human world, known as the Seventy-Two Earth Gods.

Later, the Zhou Rites replaced the Shang sacrifices, many immortals descended to the mortal world, the Seventy-Two Earth Gods were sealed, and the sacrificial rites of the human world changed, which was the so-called War of Investiture.

Everything in the current Mystic Sect's landscape had the War of Investiture as its source.

And what truly made Li Yan's heart tremble was that many things mentioned in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas"—Kunlun, Jianmu, Guixu, Youdu... were all in the divine realm.

This place was called the Great Luo Dala Fajie!

And below, there was another article added by Xing Hepu, saying that the current Heavenly Court and Yin Bureau were all in the Great Luo Dala Fajie!

This Great Luo Dala Fajie was unpredictable, as difficult to describe as the Great Dao, but it had a close connection with the human world, changing due to the rites of sacrifice in the mortal world.

The so-called "Emperors," "Immortals," and "Gods" all had a common name: "Those Who Ascend to Godhood"!

Li Yan's heart pounded.

The things mentioned above were bizarre and grotesque, making it hard to believe.

Also, this divine realm was called the Great Luo Dala Fajie.

Was his Great Luo Dharma Body also related to it?

Li Yan was completely immersed in it; after finishing "Great Luo Dala Fajie," he turned to another stele inscription.

But just after walking two steps, thick fog surged around him.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit panicked.

He was all too familiar with this scene; every time the Yin Bureau issued a mission, it was like this.

Could it be because he had peeked at a taboo?

Li Yan felt uneasy, pushed aside the clouds and mist, and walked forward.

But this time, it was a bit different.

The clouds and mist seemed boundless; after walking for a long time, he couldn't see any scenery.

And outside, his physical body had blank eyes, as if controlled by something, walking like a puppet into a stone wall cave.

Like those corpses, he sat cross-legged, gradually losing his breath...

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"Roar!"

Water surged, and roars continued.

On the underground river of the ruins, two giant beasts fought frantically.

The Alligator Master was gradually at a disadvantage; the gaps in its scales were once again covered with those strange white gu-threadworms, and its combat power was damaged.

And the Donghu Ancestor was also having a hard time.

These great monsters had massive bodies and astonishing monster arts, but they also consumed energy violently; they had stopped using arts and were just fighting physically.

The Donghu Ancestor's body had been torn with numerous wounds by the Alligator Master, deep enough to see bone, and blood stained the water surface red.

Thump!

The Alligator Master suddenly turned and slammed into the stone platform on the shore, trying to stop the sacrificial ritual, which left the Donghu Ancestor both shocked and angry, and it hurriedly tried to block it.

However, this was just a lure.

Taking advantage of the Donghu Ancestor pouncing over, the Alligator Master turned suddenly, bit the Donghu Ancestor's thigh, and rolled frantically, stirring up huge waves.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a painful roar, the Donghu Ancestor's thigh was torn off directly.

Lu San no longer hid, stood on the high platform, loaded his mace, aimed at the Donghu Ancestor's head, and pressed the trigger.

Bang! With a loud noise, one of the Donghu Ancestor's huge blood-colored eyes instantly burst.

The Alligator Master took the opportunity to bite the other party's other thigh.

The battle between these giant monsters left the surrounding monsters terrified.

Yu Faling of the Snake Sect, at this time, also didn't care about anything else, held incense in his hands, muttered words, and kept bowing to those jade congs.

Finally, the mechanism changed.

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by muffled sounds, the eighteen jade congs sank downward.

Creak, creak, the originally stationary waterwheels began to turn.

Lu San didn't care when he saw this.

He knew from the murals that these waterwheels were connected to cables, but most of them had been damaged; even if the sacrifice was successful, it was impossible to lift that strange bright pearl.

Sure enough, although the few remaining waterwheels turned, accompanied by creaking sounds, the cables above became tighter and tighter, and then snapped one after another.

!.

"No——!"

Seeing this, Yu Faling's face was filled with despair.

Even in the Donghu Ancestor's eyes, a trace of retreat arose.

But just at this moment, a strange phenomenon occurred.

He saw the blood poured on those jade congs, as if attracted by something, seeping into the ground one after another.

Even the river water stained red gradually faded.

It seemed as if something was absorbing the blood.

Afterward, the water surface shimmered with a faint blue light.

The blue light grew stronger and stronger, eventually illuminating the entire ruin.

"This is..."

Lu San and Wu Ba looked at the water surface glowing with blue light, looking at each other.

Even the Lord Lord Tian Sheng Sect monsters below, as well as the Alligator Master and the Donghu Ancestor, all stopped, their eyes filled with vigilance.

What they didn't know was that with the appearance of the blue light, the "Jing people" hidden within the cave walls all knelt down, kowtowing frantically.

Jing people live in service to gods.

Wherever Jing people lived, there must be powerful deities; it was precisely because they served deities that this ancient race could exist.

Li Yan and the others, including the Lord Lord Tian Sheng Sect monsters, all thought these "Jing people" were serving the Goddess of the Han River or the Mountain God of Xianshan.

However, their guesses were all wrong.

The dense "Jing people," while sacrificing, brought out pieces of jade one after another.

They used two types of jade: jade congs and jade huangs.

Jade congs could communicate with gods and were placed in the center, while jade huangs were used to eliminate disasters and were placed on the periphery by the "Jing people."

These little things kept kowtowing, their eyes filled with madness.

And the people outside, whether it was Lu San, Wu Ba, or those Lord Lord Tian Sheng Sect monsters, and even the Alligator Master and the Donghu Ancestor, were all bathed in the blue light, their pupils gradually losing focus...

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Just as the sacrifice was successful, changes also occurred on Li Yan's side.

The thick fog around him dissipated rapidly, and a point of light appeared.

What is this?

Li Yan thought it was a new Yin Bureau mission and hurriedly quickened his pace.

But when he got closer, he discovered something was wrong.

The scenery around him changed rapidly, and a stone cave appeared, almost exactly the same as the Fuxi tribe ruins outside.

The difference was that there wasn't a speck of dust, and it was very tidy.

The light he saw was an oil lamp, dim and yellow, only able to illuminate a small area of the cave.

And an old man in Daoist robes was sitting cross-legged on animal skin.

Li Yan was startled and hurriedly stopped.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

And he had seen this old man before,

he was precisely one of the corpses sitting cross-legged outside!

Seeming to sense his arrival, the old man slowly opened his eyes, suppressing his excitement, and said in a hoarse voice: "Congratulations, fellow Daoist, for attaining the Dao and becoming an immortal!"

"Become an immortal?"

Li Yan was a bit bewildered, looked around, and found it hard to believe, "Is this the Immortal Realm?"

"Hahaha..."

The old man shook his Daoist robe, stood up slowly, stroked his beard, and said: "Of course it's the Immortal Realm. Once you arrive here, you can attain longevity, and you can also practice immortal arts, changing as you wish."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the scenery around them changed again.

Inside the originally ancient stone cave, it was instantly paved with gold, which then changed and flowed, forming complex patterns; even on the ground, smooth jade bricks appeared.

Li Yan's eyes showed shock, but his heart became increasingly vigilant.

He intuitively felt something was wrong, but couldn't say what was strange.

And the old Daoist opposite continued to ask: "Since fellow Daoist has just arrived, may I ask how the human world is now? Is the Great Tang still prosperous?"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, "The Great Tang is long gone; it is now the Great Xuan Dynasty, and the Tang has been destroyed for five hundred years."

"Five hundred years..."

The old Daoist was stunned, his eyes clearly showing some panic, but he still sighed with restraint, "Sigh~ One year in heaven is a hundred years on earth."

Just as he was speaking, light suddenly shone outside the cave.

The old Daoist's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he immediately said: "Fellow Daoist, follow me quickly; let's go see the Immortal Venerable..."

Immortal Venerable?

Li Yan felt increasingly strange, but the old Daoist had already rushed out of the cave, so he had no choice but to follow behind.

After leaving the cave, Li Yan was instantly stunned on the spot.

He saw that it was still the Fuxi tribe ruins before his eyes, but it had changed its appearance, turning into a high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there was no underground river.

And in the direction where the underground river originally was, stood a giant bright pearl, on which sat an old man wearing leather clothes.

It was the same as the first ancient corpse he saw in the cave.

The light he saw was all emitted by the bright pearl, as if this dark world was lit up by this object.

Afterward, quite a few people walked out from the stone wall caves around them.

Most were ancient ancestors wearing leather clothes with thick hair, and there were a few others who were the same as the corpses he saw, wearing clothes from different eras.

Different from the Fuxi tribe ruins he saw before, the mountain rocks here appeared white, and coupled with the bright pearl below, it was clearly an unprecedented giant clam!

Li Yan felt his scalp tingle and couldn't help asking: "Where exactly is this?"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed: "This is the Immortal Realm's Guishan; the Immortal Venerable is the Immortal Lord of Guishan, a person of the ancient Fuxi clan."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at him, his eyes filled with anticipation, "Since fellow Daoist has arrived here, were you sent by fellow Daoist Xing Hepu?"

The words left Li Yan bewildered, and he shook his head: "Not so; I just entered this place by mistake and am not acquainted with Xing Hepu at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw gazes looking at him from within the ruins, filled with cold resentment.

The old Daoist was also furious, "Good, that thief Daoist was really lying to us!"

Just as he was speaking, everyone suddenly turned their heads again.

He saw that outside the ruins, clouds and mist surged, and dense figures appeared; it was precisely Lu San, Wu Ba, and the others, and even the Alligator Master and the Donghu Ancestor had appeared, their faces filled with vigilance, looking around.

"Hahaha..."

The old Daoist laughed heartily again, "Fellow Daoist really likes to joke, bringing so many offerings and still saying it has nothing to do with fellow Daoist Xing."

After saying this, he rushed rapidly toward the outside of the ruins, while his body changed rapidly, resembling a fierce tiger, covered in sharp thorns, with wings growing from his back, flapping his wings and taking flight.

Qiongqi!

Li Yan was dumbfounded.

The others in the ruins all turned into similar monsters, flapping their wings and pouncing toward the people outside the ruins.

But at the same time, the token in his bosom began to heat up...

I had something to do this morning, so the update was late, sorry, the second update is still in the afternoon

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