Chapter 1002: Falling Flowers Fill the Sky, Obscuring the Moonlight

General Jiuyou gritted his teeth and picked up the hook to lift the layers of curtains embroidered with countless Buddhas and scriptures. The moment they were lifted, the two sedan doors opened outward, and everyone caught a fleeting glimpse of the figure sitting upright in the coffin, wearing a phoenix crown and rosy cape.

Immediately, the hook in General Jiuyou's hand slipped and fell, and the countless curtains of gods and Buddhas fell again, obscuring the woman inside.

Before Daoist Daoist Tongshen could scold, he saw the grave robbers kneeling all over the ground.

Each one was pale, their eyes dull...

The decree, symbolizing the agreement between humans and ghosts and the sacrificial offerings, burned intensely on his left arm.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen struggled to raise it, his left hand forming a sword seal, pointing at the coffin: "Urgent as the decree... Retreat!"

The golden rooster flew up, and the black dog barked wildly.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and the talisman was deeply embedded in the flesh of his left arm, directly carved into the arm bone, yet it was still sinking further...

"Don't move!"

General Jiuyou wrapped his arms tightly around Daoist Daoist Tongshen, whispering in his ear: "This is that Yu Yu Changsheng Saint Realm; whether forward or backward, she has already cultivated a part of reality. This is neither ghost nor god, but the old body buried here! Whether she is transforming into a human through corpse molting or reincarnating backward, it is absolutely not something our rituals and spells can bind!"

"What do you mean by forward corpse transformation into a human, and what do you mean by backward reincarnation?"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen gritted his teeth: "Today, you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope; it's better to be clear!"

General Jiuyou sighed: "This involves the great secrets of our Dao path; I hope you will not mention it too much after we get out!"

"The various Dao paths in the world are divided into Classics, History, and Miscellaneous. The Classic school cultivates the power of the Sichen, the great secret of the Jiazi, becoming a pillar and a named entity—this is the path to becoming a god. The Miscellaneous school seeks ascension to immortality, cultivating the secret rites of ascension and immortality. And the History school cultivates 'Reality'!"

"These three share the same heart but different paths, and their achievements are vastly different!"

"We grave robbers are cultivators of the History school! We do not seek divine abilities, nor do we cultivate spells; we are no different from ordinary people, because the more powerful the divine ability and the more mysterious the spell, to some extent, the further one is from 'Reality.' So for us, these are all burdens!"

"We dig graves and excavate tombs, seeking 'Underworld' treasures. So-called Underworld treasures are burial goods that contain the power of secret history, transformed within ancient graves, and containing the various karmas of the past! The lineage of General Jiuyou digs graves and excavates tombs to seek Underworld treasures, all to anchor an era, create a tomb that overlaps with the secret history of the past, and then bury oneself within it, gathering the secret history power of the Underworld treasures to seek a transformation."

"Until one day, our tomb goes deep into the secret history, and we crawl out from it, living a previous life, living into the secret history!"

"Our Dao path is to walk into history layer by layer, living life after life, becoming a part of secret history! Until we reach the First Epoch, find the corpse of the Xuan Lord, and thoroughly transform into a 'True Person,' cultivating Reality!"

"This is the Dao of grave robbing, stealing the true mechanism of heaven and earth, stealing the great tomb of the Xuan Lord!"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen said tremblingly: "So, the tomb is the anchor point for you to sink into the True Realm, the path to the secret history?"

General Jiuyou sighed: "Of course, on the road where we reverse into secret history and continuously reincarnate, there are some people who are the opposite of us; they do not reverse into the past to seek Reality, but continuously seek the 'Present' and the 'Current World'!"

"We seek the Dao of the Xuan Lord, they cultivate the path of the Mirror Lord."

"These people bury themselves in graves life after life, undergo transformation within them, and cast off their chronic illnesses."

"Whether real or false, they go through 'destruction,' shed everything about themselves, like a golden cicada molting, seeking 'rebirth'."

"This is another path."

"Their old bodies sink into secret history, using the tomb as an anchor point, life after life, sealing their past in dust. They also cultivate the 'Tomb'!"

"The tomb is like the anchor point for their old bodies left in secret history in the past. Through these anchor points, they contact their old bodies, rewrite the current world, and use this to accumulate transformation, becoming 'human' in the current world."

"Just like us, they are also looking for a Sichen to undergo transformation!"

"Because this Dao path is mostly walked by women..."

"I only know that the Sichen is the Mirror Lord, but how exactly to take the final step is the ultimate secret of the Dao path, unknown to others!"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen's face was ugly, cursing incessantly in his heart; this world was simply too full of pits!

In the East, there are various paths of Classics, History, and Miscellaneous; damn it, the goals of their cultivation are all different!

What First Realm, Second Realm, up to the Sixth Realm Yu Yu Changsheng Dao Lord, finally seeking the secret rite of ascension to become an immortal; what Western Continent Psychics, Transcendents, Baptized, Transformed, Complete Humans, Immortals, Ascendants, the seven steps of True Alchemy to godhood!

They are all damn side paths, fake paths!

No, they can't be called fake, but they are outrageous.

The Western Continent is better, at least it's the path of the Spirit Realm; I know there is an opposite True Realm path, which is what the Original Sin path seeks.

Who could have thought that in the Eastern Continent, the same seven steps to immortality are all damn chaotic cultivation.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen almost wanted to vomit blood; the seven steps of the Eastern Continent are not toward the Spirit Realm at all. Corresponding to the Western Continent's Spirit Realm path is 'Classic Study,' which is cultivating the secret of the Sichen and cultivating scriptures.

And the Western Continent walks all the way to the dark as a savior.

Cultivating the Cup Mother is the Original Sin path, heading toward the True Realm...

The twelve Sichen paths of the Eastern Continent's Classic Study are estimated to be mostly complete. Walking step by step toward the Spirit Realm is an extremely self-centered cultivation; there is no such thing as a path of faith.

The seven-step ascension path of the Eastern Continent cultivates the damn 'Dao Seed'!

The previous Samsara travelers all pitted themselves!

Those cultivations were refining Dao Seeds one by one!

Although achieving a Dao Seed and performing the ascension secret rite leads to the same goal of taking that step, all the previous accumulations are for a Dao Seed, and self-cultivation transformation, and the core 'Reality' of this world's cultivation, have nothing to do with each other.

The path of True Cultivation is History Study!

It is the grave-robbing path, the history-view path, and those who cultivate secret history in the folk of the imperial court; they don't even seek divine abilities and magic power, only cultivating a Reality!

Moreover, the cultivation systems of the Eastern Continent, Classics, History, and Miscellaneous, all have intersections. For example, General Jiuyou's grave-robbing path essentially cultivates the Classic of the Xuan Lord and cultivates secret history, walking the True Realm, as well as the Miscellaneous grave-robbing path.

The funeral-burial path just mentioned is the Classic of the Mirror Lord, walking the Spirit Realm, as well as the Miscellaneous funeral-burial path.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Eastern Continent has three dimensions: True Realm, Spirit Realm, and Dao Seed.

The closer to the True Realm, the more 'Real,' becoming human; the closer to the Spirit Realm, the closer to the origin, becoming a god; the further one walks in the Miscellaneous path and chaotic fields, the closer one is to condensing a Dao Seed.

This is simply three directions that have nothing to do with each other!

Not to mention that the directions of the Spirit Realm and True Realm are diametrically opposed, the closer one is to condensing a Dao Seed, the more useless it is for the two paths of Spirit and Reality. Outside this world, a Dao Seed is indeed a path after the Primordial Spirit, but in this world, it is walked completely independently.

It's maddening!

Daoist Daoist Tongshen wanted to bang his head against the ground; these are all bottomless pits!

Samsara travelers coming here to cultivate the path, the Miscellaneous ones, walking the seven steps of ascension in the Eastern Continent, are just refining themselves into Dao Seeds!

They haven't even formed a Primordial Spirit, and they cultivate a Dao Seed; isn't that refining themselves alive into great tonic pills and important resources for those Primordial Spirit True Immortals? No wonder countless Samsara travelers have come and gone, and no one has ever mentioned the secrets of the three directions of this world.

Those Primordial Spirit True Immortals are using them as great medicine to refine Dao Seeds!

And those who cultivate Reality, they are Samsara travelers who are True Persons, cultivating Reality... Daoist Daoist Tongshen was confused! He didn't know if it was useful, but in short, he was completely broken!

Cultivating the Spirit Realm is a false path, and also a path of sublimation.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen swore on his life that the path taken by the Western Continent is absolutely bottomless, the kind where filling in a few Primordial Spirit True Immortals wouldn't even leave a shadow.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen didn't understand the Sichen Classic Study of the Eastern Continent at all.

But just from the few words revealed by General Jiuyou about the Mirror Lord path—using the tomb of the buried old body as an anchor to leverage one's own sublimation in the Spirit Realm—the strangeness is absolutely no less than True Cultivation, which also shows that it is absolutely a pit that kills people without paying for their lives!

Daoist Daoist Tongshen was tearful, constantly pointing at General Jiuyou's nose, and constantly lowering his head to slap his thigh.

"Samsara travelers relying on their own methods, paths, and instincts to cultivate in this world while traveling through the myriad realms are idiots; they are refining themselves into great medicine!"

"But the pits of the other two paths in this world are even deeper. For Samsara travelers, the only meaningful thing is the 'Dao Seed,' but pursuing a Dao Seed is refining oneself into great medicine, a gamble! The Dao Seed of this world is too dark! Except for the natives, they are all damn crowd-funded by Samsara travelers."

"And most of those who refine themselves into great medicine are not Primordial Spirit True Immortals; they were just deceived!"

"Too dark! Too dark!"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen felt despair: "The Lord of Samsara absolutely acquiesced! The twelve Dao Lords who opened heaven and earth must also have a relationship with the Lord of Samsara. If they are all like that Xuanwei Dao Lord 'Qian Chen,' then perhaps the twelve Dao Lords who opened this world are all Samsara travelers!"

Daoist Daoist Tongshen finally knew what Chi Fenruo wanted to tell him!

"If you want to kill Dao Lord Qian Chen, you must pay attention to the attitude of the Lord of Samsara, no... since the Tai Sui Alliance dares to make a move against him, it means the Lord of Samsara acquiesced!"

"If I want to be the knife that kills the Dao Lord, I must walk through all three directions. First, I must be Real; the false cannot harm them in the slightest. Then I must walk through the Spirit Realm path, come before the Dao Lord, raise myself to a height only second to Him, and finally use a Dao Seed that exceeds the Great Dao of this world as a knife to hurt Him!"

"And this is only to hurt Him..." Daoist Daoist Tongshen felt despair.

"Wanting to kill a Dao Lord in a world He opened is even more impossible!"

This time Tong Shen knew why it was him! He is a Samsara traveler, Real √, and he has a crucial karma with that Dao Lord Qian Chen before he achieved the Dao, Spirit Realm connection √.

A Great Dao that exceeds this world... Chi Fenruo must have already prepared it!

Now Chi Fenruo is teaching him how to wield the knife!

For that knife to kill Dao Lord Qian Chen, his spirituality must be continuously sublimated in that knife with the help of the karmic connection with Dao Lord Qian Chen.

And the method of sublimation is his Dao of Connecting with Gods, using the divine ability of Money Can Connect with Gods, utilizing the established connection, sublimating his spirituality to the same height as the Dao Lord, and wielding that knife.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen slapped his thigh until it turned blue, before painfully raising his head, looking at General Jiuyou and saying: "So, this one is the Yu Yu Changsheng Saint Realm walking the Mirror Lord path of the funeral-burial Dao path?"

General Jiuyou shook his head: "I don't know!"

He looked at the great tomb that encompassed them, saying in despair: "But the three Ghost Graves—Old King Tomb, Noble Consort Tomb, and Eunuch Grave—are likely all one! The three-dynasty princess whose country perished is the three old bodies on one Dao path!"

"I don't know if she is that Zhao family princess who experienced the destruction of her country life after life, living to the 'Present'!"

"Or that former dynasty princess, life after life, burying herself, living out her previous life?"

"Or perhaps the fates of the three-dynasty princess are the same, and their fates caused them to form some kind of connection, used by others as a transformation ritual?"

"But I know that the triple secret history has already been connected, and her old body has already achieved the most ferocious of zombies—Nu Ba!"

A hand lifted the heavy curtains, and the princess, wearing a phoenix crown and rosy cape, with a dignified face, was pale.

Although she was dressed in finery, there was an infinite ferocity rising into the sky between her beautiful eyes, a pair of blood-red pupils, and endless sorrow following her.

As she walked out of the flower sedan, the secret history churning in the tomb chamber was already boiling.

Fan Cun opened the palms of his left and right hands, seemingly condensing a wisp of golden light with the traces of the last golden character.

But with just a slight tremor of the female corpse's eyelashes, the golden light shattered. Daoist Daoist Tongshen leveraged the trading rules of the ghosts and gods, continuously burning paper money, binding her body with a decree.

But as the female corpse walked down the flower sedan step by step, it shattered...

The talisman engraved on Daoist Daoist Tongshen's left arm also shattered accordingly. Even with the full strength of his Yang Spirit cultivation, it was difficult to escape the suppression of a single glance.

In the Ghost Grave, there were three lives of old bodies. Who knows how many lives this fallen princess had buried? I'm afraid even ordinary Primordial Spirits would find it hard to withstand her edge.

Only then did Daoist Daoist Tongshen notice that under the phoenix crown and rosy cape, her left arm was empty...

"Chang..."

Nu Ba's right hand reached out, grabbing Daoist Daoist Tongshen, her long, dark green fingernails sinking into the old man's flesh.

Fresh blood seemed to be drawn out by the fingernails, and the old man also felt his aura being drawn away bit by bit, his whole person slowly becoming illusory.

With just one glance, the Samsara traveler had already been defeated...

The princess's old body was likely approaching the peak of this realm. In Daoist Daoist Tongshen's blurred vision, he had only one thought: "Did Chi Fenruo ever think that such a great evil was buried in the Ghost Grave? Why the hell didn't he come himself? Letting a small Yang Spirit like me fight such an existence approaching a Primordial Spirit, is it interesting?"

Just at this moment, a singing voice broke the oppressive aura.

He saw General Jiuyou crawl up from the ground, having already changed his face paint and beard. The left side of his face was painted as a young male, while the right side was a female makeup. At this time, he turned his right face, singing along with the sound of gongs and drums: "Leaning against the gloomy and strange trees in the palace..."

The sound of gongs and drums rang again.

General Jiuyou stepped forward, pulling the sleeves of the costume he had hurriedly put on, turning his left face and changing to a singing style: "The oath of that year has not been forgotten!"

"Old ministers, do not face the flower candle night."

"No need for attendants to accompany by your side..."

General Jiuyou lifted his sleeves, two types of face paint on one face, two types of expressions coexisting, strange and vivid. As he flicked his long sleeves, he shook his head, his phoenix wings moving slightly: "Retreat!"

With one song finished! The paper dolls densely surrounding the crowd actually retreated accordingly.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen's neck relaxed slightly, only then feeling that the fingernails of the Nu Ba grabbing him had loosened slightly. The opera troupe formed by the grave robbers plucked the pipa, and along with the clanging sound of "Sai Shang Qu · Zhuang Tai Qiu Si," the sound of gongs and drums rose one after another.

"Falling flowers fill the sky, obscuring the moonlight, borrowing a cup to offer on the phoenix stage."

The singing was gentle and sorrowful, like weeping blood.

Daoist Daoist Tongshen struggled to break free from that towering ferocity, only to see a drop of blood-tears sliding down from the Nu Ba's eyes, accompanied by the sorrowful music.

"The Emperor's daughter's flower brings tears to offer incense. Wishing to return to thank father and mother for my life..."

At this time, Daoist Daoist Tongshen spat out the few words he hadn't been able to say before: "Princess Changping!"

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On the East City Gate tower of Zhigu, White Lotus Saintess Lin Heier stared at the three-forked intersection.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the river surface, seeing the Western iron ship sinking into the heart of the river...

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus lightly bit her lower lip, her face showing a hint of unwillingness: "Having lost the Nine-Eyed Fire Demon, I fear it will be difficult for me to attain the longevity magic power and go rob that foolish emperor of his longevity medicine! Our sect's decades of planning have been destroyed in a single day; the Sect Master of the Profound Truth Sect is truly a heartless wretch!"

"Saintess!"

Paper-Zha Wang bowed to the side: "The imperial court is behind this, inciting the ruffians to take away all my stock. I expect they will inevitably go to the three-forked river mouth. With such a big commotion, did it actually fail to disturb the seal of the Fire Ba sealed by the Xuanzhen Sect Master?"

Lin Heier sat cross-legged, her knees settled, pinching her fingers to calculate: "The Holy Mother calculated that the Fire Ba is the key to destroying the Demon Dynasty. The Corpse Demon wants to cut off the Gan Dynasty's dragon vein in this calamity. Only with such a deteriorating situation is there a chance to destroy the Demon Kingdom and exterminate the foreign tribes!"

"The Xuanzhen Sect Master is also a member of our sect; why help that Gan Dynasty?"

"His Lotus Seal is truly mysterious. At that moment, I almost thought he had really invited the Third Prince..."

"Previously, the Nine-Dragon Ship sank into the Three-Forked River. Although it shook the seal and the Jin Tang Bridge broke, it did indeed let me glimpse a chance. But the Xuanzhen Sect Master's methods are truly powerful; the lotus flower is tightly closed, and I still have no certainty of rescuing the Nine-Eyed Fire Ba!"

Lin Heier was anxious in her heart, unable to help but think: If it is really impossible, then I have to ask to see the Xuanzhen Sect Master and ask what his conditions are!

The Nine-Eyed Fire Ba is one of the three demons calculated by the Holy Mother to destroy the Gan Dynasty. It concerns a major matter and cannot be lacking in the slightest.

Just as the White Lotus Sect group was observing the seal from the city tower, Lin Heier suddenly felt a movement in her heart, as if she sensed something and looked toward the north. In the pitch-black night, there was clearly no movement there.

But Lin Heier felt that something extremely important to her had suddenly appeared.

"What is in that direction?"

Lin Heier pointed remotely toward the northeast. Paper-Zha Wang, Daoist Liu, and the head of the Gong-Drum Society looked over. Paper-Zha Wang laughed: "Saintess, nothing! It's just a desolate mountain and wild ridge, used by people as a mass grave to..."

Daoist Liu frowned slightly: "There are three Ghost Graves there!"

"Three Ghost Graves?"

Lin Heier closed her eyes slightly. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and said: "The Holy Mother told me that my previous three lives have been born!" ===== CHAPTER 1003 =====