Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1381 Wu Xuan
As his words resounded, looking up at the sky, the world within the mirror suddenly changed, the heavens and earth trembled with a thunderous roar, and in the infinite depths, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, with radiant light flashing...

It was as if a sword came from beyond the heavens, slicing off a corner of the world.

Then the golden light shattered, and earth, water, wind, and fire took turns manifesting. The world was vast and boundless, shrouded in mist. Giant white boulders emerged menacingly from the earth, rolling like living creatures amidst the rolling gray mist. Golden, banner-like scriptures swayed constantly, moving in and out of the mist like dragons. Azure stones covered the ground, their colors clear and bright.

Within the Mirror World, Lu Jiangxian was like the master of all things. In the blink of an eye, a mysterious place of dazzling colors and pure white light appeared between heaven and earth.

This place differs from other lands outside, not valuing gold, red, or multicolored hues, but primarily featuring blue-white and dark blue, accented with precious vermilion, giving it a pure and ethereal charm, as pristine as snow.

Xuanzhu is even more devoid of buildings and pavilions, and most of them are not covered by eaves. Instead, they feature vast and majestic Xuanzhu squares and noble Xuanzhu statues that are either upside down or lying down, as if they are a pure land isolated from the world, and the sense of preciousness is already overwhelming.

A stele stands in front of the main hall, its body blue and white with gold and blue inscriptions:
【Da Wu Xuan Tian】.

His gaze swept over them lightly, and he couldn't help but nod.

Lu Jiangxian, after all, possessed extremely high cultivation and, combined with his aesthetic sense from his previous life, blended various ancient and rustic elements, so conjuring this pure land was naturally not difficult for him. He stepped forward, and the main hall materialized as he looked up. After a moment's thought, he inscribed a message on the hall:

【Hengshizhen Hall】.

'All things arise from nothingness, and existence arises from nothingness… The mystery of nothingness is the mystery of existence… The affairs of a spiritual practitioner are naturally not called deception, but rather using falsehood to demonstrate truth…'

He muttered to himself—deceiving these monks was of course no problem for him, and he even found it somewhat amusing. As he walked up to a high place, he found not only the main seat empty, but also no guardians or any other figures on either side.

The surroundings were pitch black. He sat down thoughtfully, and with a flick of his hand, a hazy blue light appeared, drifting like mist. Various shimmering lights converged into a precious pearl, with the blue light above it constantly swirling, as if it were alive.

'Jiangyuan Golden Land...'

“Golden Ground is the manifestation of the World-Honored One.”

As the unified primordial light of the moon continued to connect, countless mysteries slowly emerged, and the azure bead also kept flashing. Lu Jiangxian opened his eyes and pondered for a long time.

The Dharma Master at that time said:

'The World-Honored One established himself in the Azure Heaven, responding to the Way of Heaven, and manifested in thirty-two forms, known as the Thirty-Two Heavens.'

"The Golden Land of today, whether large or small, is nothing more than fragments of these thirty-two days, which were later obtained by Buddhist monks and used for cultivation!"

Back then, he could sense the intent of cultivating the Azure Netherworld from the precious tooth golden ground, and now it was even more obvious. With the Taiyin sensing, the "Mixed Unity Golden Elixir Wonderful Method" was activated to its limit, and finally, a blue light appeared in his eyes.

A phantom azure world appeared before his eyes, then the world where the sun and moon shone together vanished in an instant, and he found himself sitting atop a blue stone peak, with a roaring, black river crashing against the stone beside him.

"Boom!"

The rivers flowed mightily, ancient temples rose and fell, the vast expanse was desolate and silent, and an ancient and wild feeling rushed over. Only then did Lu Jiangxian stand up and slowly look up into the distance—the ground was covered with dark water of varying depths, and there was no lotus throne or crystal cave in sight. Only heavy clouds in the distance stood above the endless sea of ​​suffering.

He did not step forward.

What is before one's eyes is not Jiangzha Jindi, but an illusion. It is the result of his profound Taoist cultivation and calculations based on his position, and is the original form of Jiangzha Jindi, a sacred land of Buddhism, Taoism, and Zen.

【Boundless Mysterious Heaven】!
One of the thirty-two Devas of the Buddha in those days!

As he connected with the mysteries of the golden land in his hand, everything before him became clearer and clearer. All sorts of mysteries converged, and Lu Jiangxian held up the Taiyin Qi in one hand, comprehending all the treasures. The sandalwood forest surrounded by stars was reflected one by one.

'It was divided into two lands, Jiangshe and Xuanhai, with Jiangshe possessing even more wondrous wonders…'

Thirty-two days were originally divided into sixty-nine lands. According to this calculation, the Jiangshe Golden Land that Jinlian obtained can be considered an excellent opportunity among Golden Lands!

'only…'

According to Lu Jiangxian's analysis, these thirty-two heavens were shattered into sixty-nine golden lands, which should have been scattered in all directions. The Buddhist practitioners of that era all attained their own Dao, and whether they were in seclusion or hidden, they had no impact on these sixty-nine golden lands.

'What changed all this was the Venerable Zhongshitian Canyan, also known as Canyanzi of the Immortal Path. He summoned thirty-three types of earth in one go and distributed them among his disciples… And these disciples and their descendants, through the efforts of Su Xikong and others, gradually achieved the current Seven Phases.'

He secretly made his plans.

'It is highly likely that among these disciples and their descendants, someone pieced together one of the thirty-two heavens from the golden land, or perhaps not even completely, but at least maintained it. With one of these as a foundation, they then sought to access other golden lands, thus creating the various realms of liberation we see today!'

'The foundation of today's Seven Phases is very likely one of the Thirty-Two Heavens, which, after being seized, manifested outwards, and the Sandalwood Forest... is definitely an extremely important hub within it.'

The lands that Taiyin explored in his palm were all hidden. The lands of the Seven Phases were exposed to the outside world and widely welcomed the people, so they were naturally not among them. He only saw thirty-one of them, which means that the Seven Phases and the Dharma Phase in the forest had already seized thirty-eight of them.

Compared to the pressure of the immortal path, Shi Xiu was nothing to mention. He quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on the green bead-like object in front of him.

'【Boundless Mysterious Heaven】...is a good reference.'

He grasped this wisp of energy and flicked his finger.

In that instant, the world before them suddenly opened up, as if a rare treasure had appeared in the clouds. Countless ancient bronze statues suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, each holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other, with snakes and dragons rolling below. Eternal and unchanging, the blue mist rippled, life, death, and nirvana were all in one. They sat solemnly on the left!

Besides that… there's another prime piece of real estate I'm connected with!

His eyes shone brightly, and he opened his hand again. A storm surged in his palm, dark and ominous, coming from afar and transforming into a jet-black pearl.

The place is unfamiliar, but the name is very familiar.

Her name is Qin Ling!
[Qin Ling] Originally, there were high-ranking cultivators in charge of the sect, but it suffered heavy damage during the Wei Dynasty, leaving only a trace of its inheritance scattered. After the fall of Wei, Buddhist cultivators entered the Xiaoshan Mountains and built temples there.

The monks of Qinling Temple were thus affected by the karma of Mingyang, so they traveled thousands of miles, from the sea to overseas, wanting to eliminate Li and obtain the true teachings... but they all perished, and the last disciple was also killed by Li Xuanfeng!

This successor was named Ewu. When he perished, he left behind the legacy of Qinling Temple, which was a relic. It was once exposed to the light of the Immortal Mirror. At that time, his strength had not recovered, so he did not see anything strange. Now, his status has greatly increased, and he has connected the past and the future. He suddenly sensed something and used this connection to trace back to the location of the Qinling Golden Land that had been lost for many years.

As he gradually closed the distance, the black energy in his palm, like rolling lava, exuded a fierce aura. He held it between his fingers, constantly pushing and tracing it, before flicking it lightly.

‘Boom! ’

It was as if a raging inferno suddenly unfolded, and a mysterious, dark blue-black image appeared in the world, as if it had come from the underworld. Yet it was neither frightening nor evil, holding a small mysterious bell in its hand. It stood majestically and solemnly in the eight directions of the wilderness, trampling countless demons and evil spirits under its feet, suppressing evil and eliminating disasters.

This is the root of [Qinling Golden Land], and the manifestation of [Boundless Suffering Hell Heaven]!
'good! ’

These two immeasurable forms manifested like two pillars reaching to the heavens, soaring into the boundless sky and making this small mystical hall seem infinitely high. The darkness and light within the hall constantly intertwined, vast and boundless, silent and awe-inspiring.

'Actually, there's also Baoya... I could borrow Baoya now if I really wanted to, but unfortunately, it's in someone else's hands. Borrowing it would be troublesome, and it's too well-known, so it's not mysterious enough, and it's bound to cause misunderstandings...'

The white-robed immortal stood there, like a tiny speck of light, yet he stepped down with satisfaction:

"These two immeasurable forms were manifested by tracing back to the source of the golden land; they truly have a basis in reality, and are countless times more natural and profound than if I were to sculpt them myself..."

Simply staring at these two immeasurable figures from below is like gazing at the origin of the golden earth internalized by the Taiyin. The mystery and impact are breathtaking. Let alone these minor cultivators... even if a Dharma body were here, it would probably exclaim in amazement: What kind of supreme Zen is this!

The rest was far too simple. With a mere wave of his sleeve, one figure after another was concealed in darkness. The small celestial hall seemed to be filled with the supreme Dharma images of all heavens, yet he still felt it wasn't enough, secretly regretting:

'Even the sandalwood forest couldn't compare; too much of a good thing is bad, just the right amount is best.'

As he added and subtracted, he gradually reached the palace gate, and then began to murmur:
"Everything else is negotiable... but this place can't just be left empty with people who come. We need at least one eloquent and capable person..."

The look in his eyes was slightly strange.

"This choice... is naturally beyond doubt... This guy wasn't originally cut out to sit in the pavilion and repair the Daoist scriptures. He's really suffered these past few years. Finally, we have a position where he can make the most of his strengths..."

……

The Secret Seven Pavilion of the Holy Qing Prefecture.

Inside the pavilion, light and shadow flickered, and the aroma of tea wafted from the jade table. Two strongmen in golden robes stood guard on either side, one carrying a thick book and the other a writing brush and inkstone, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

But the host sat at the jade table, looking at the fragrant tea in front of him with a sense of loss. He seemed to have no interest in it and shook his head with a long sigh.

Actually, Dangjiang has been doing quite well these days.

Over the years, the Shanghuan Pavilion has gradually become more complete. With the continuous improvement of the Li family, Lu Jiangxian has gradually recovered. This Dangjiang Immortal Official, who served as the first servant in the Immortal Mansion in the early days, has gradually lost his brilliance. The cultivation methods he wrote and adapted are still excellent, but they no longer have any practical use.

Meanwhile, Lu Jiangxian gradually became busy with the Daoist scriptures at the level of secret techniques and seeking gold. Even though he was a great Daoist in his previous life, he was ultimately just a Maha and could not really get involved in this realm. As a result, the work assigned to him by the mansion gradually decreased.

But life in Dangjiang became even more monotonous from then on.

'I've been to every place in this manor that's accessible. Lord Shao Hui's work has become simpler these past few years, and he's gradually gone into seclusion; I can't even get through the gate anymore... And Chi Gou has vanished without a trace ever since he descended to the mortal realm seeking magic...'

They were mortal enemies when they lived together, but now they've faded into obscurity. Thinking about it this way, Dangjiang actually hopes he'll show up again...

Thinking this, the pen in his hand stopped again. Dangjiang stood there lost in thought for a moment, when suddenly he heard a soft knock on the door and a melodious, laughing voice:
"Fellow Daoist Dangjiang! Are you in the pavilion?"

The voice was like stepping on his tail, and a surge of excitement rushed into his mind—Dang Jiang had only heard a few voices, so how could he not recognize this familiar voice?
"Lord Liu!"

He jumped up abruptly, pushed open the door, and sure enough, saw the refined, long-bearded immortal official standing at the entrance. Dangjiang almost cried; his eyes instantly welled up with tears. He said:

"Lord Liu! You're talking about a job transfer. It's been so long... I thought... you'd forgotten about me!"

He hadn't seen a living person in ages, and now it was the same official who had introduced him years ago. The warmth he felt was like seeing his parents again, and he was so overwhelmed he could barely speak. Liu Xianguan just chuckled and said:
"You're not inviting me in, and you expect me to stand outside?"

"Come!"

Dangjiang quickly led him in, swept the two strongmen into a corner with a flick of his sleeve, personally brewed tea for him, handed it to him, and said happily:
"Back then, the adults didn't say where they went, so I had nowhere to look for them and no one to ask. Now that their duties are fulfilled, have they returned? Where are they living now? Where should I visit them?"

Dangjiang was so excited he almost cried. He fell into his old habit again, bombarding Dangjiang with questions one after another. But he had learned to be smarter; the first thing he asked was where Dangjiang was going, hoping to catch him again next time.

Liu Xianguan was already used to his mannerisms. He waited a moment, letting him finish his series of questions, before shaking his head and sighing:

"Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand! I'm still on a transfer mission at his residence and haven't returned yet. I received a mission this time and happened to be on this distant horizon. I also had some good news, so I thought I'd take the opportunity to see you..."

Upon hearing that he was still away and had not yet returned, Dangjiang was instantly disappointed, but his childlike nature meant he quickly forgot about it. His eyes remained fixed on him as he said:
"Good news? What good news could make Lord Liu come all this way in person... Could it be...?"

His heart skipped a beat, and he almost blurted out:

"Chi Quan...Master Chi...has attained enlightenment?"

After all, this was the only good news he could think of. He realized his words might have been disrespectful, and seeing Liu Xianguan laughing and shaking his head, he quickly smoothed his sleeves, cupped his hands, and said:
"Oh...oh...it's Lord Chi! True Lord Chi!"

'If Chi Buzhi heard what you said, he'd laugh for three years straight.'

Lu Jiangxian muttered a complaint to himself, but on the surface he waved his hands repeatedly, stroked his beard, and sighed:

"It's Immortal Official Li!"

"Li Xianguan?"

Dangjiang's expression froze for a moment. His pupils dilated, as if he had guessed something. His lips trembled, whether from excitement or grievance. Sure enough, he heard the person in front of him laugh:
"The matter concerning Li Xianguan has been settled. He has been assigned to someone else, so you no longer need to fill his vacancy or fill his position. Furthermore, considering your years of diligence and without mistakes, the magistrate has given you a better position elsewhere!"

(End of this chapter)