All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and stepped into the door that was shining with mysterious light.

In an instant, he felt the world spinning and the ground beneath his feet loosening, as if he was in the sky and falling down to earth.

The next moment, the scene froze, and he found himself standing in a familiar street.

It’s Chaoge.

The shops on both sides of the street are bustling with activity, and the hawkers' shouts can be heard one after another. There are stalls selling cloth, rouge and powder, and even ivory carvings and jade wares, all neatly displayed.

The people had smiling faces, carrying things on their shoulders and in their hands, and were bustling about, creating a scene of prosperity.

Wen Zhong was slightly startled, his eyes flashing with doubt: "Is this... Chaoge City?"

He was clearly aware that he had entered an illusion of trial, but everything before his eyes was so real, even the scent of powder in the air was exactly the same.

He quickly activated his magic power and concentrated his mind, trying to tear apart the illusion, but no matter how the energy was stirred, the field remained motionless, as if the entire world was solid as a rock.

"Huh? Something's wrong?!"

Wen Zhong frowned slightly, looking indifferent, but he was actually extremely alert in his heart.

He simply restrained his magical powers and stopped acting rashly, deciding to let nature take its course and wait and see what would happen.

After a few days, Wen Zhong gradually integrated into the daily life of "Chao Ge".

He realized that his identity seemed to be a young military general who was highly valued.

As time went by, he participated in many court affairs and witnessed the rise and fall of the Shang Dynasty.

He began to assist the king, fought on the battlefield, and quelled border rebellions, and was invincible.

Whenever they returned victorious from each battle, music and dance would fill the air, and the people would line the streets cheering. The glory seemed so real that it could not be dissolved.

And he was also named Grand Tutor by the king!

However, all this tranquility did not last long.

During a morning court session one day in the main hall, King Zhou wore a wicked smile and praised his new concubine, a woman with a radiant look and a bewitching aura between her brows.

Wen Zhong stood below, his face calm, but his fists slightly clenched.

He could feel that the once prosperous Shang Dynasty was sliding step by step into the abyss because of King Zhou's absurdity.

The next few years were even more turbulent.

King Zhou was incompetent and tyrannical. He indulged in extravagance and pleasure, built the Deer Tower, and plundered the people.

The people were resentful and angry, and Wen Zhong tossed and turned every night, feeling heartbroken.

However, Wen Zhong had to lead his troops to various places to suppress the rebellious demons!

During the years when Wen Zhong fought wars in the south and the north, the Shang Dynasty was in turmoil, and King Zhou's excessive debauchery cast a heavy cloud over the court.

However, he has always been a pillar of support. No matter whether there are swords and guns on the battlefield or frequent civil unrest, he uses iron-blooded decisions to pacify everything.

People used to point fingers at him in the market, but now, when they mention "Master Wen", they can't help but give him a thumbs up and call him "a pillar of the country."

However, the inner struggle and sense of powerlessness are increasing day by day.

He knew that none of this would have happened if it weren't for King Zhou's stupidity.

And he actually became a sharp weapon in the hands of that tyrant.

He had no idea whether this path of justice had already deviated.

He recalled the scene of returning victoriously from another expedition, with people lining the streets to welcome him and flowers covering the official roads.

But at that time, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt.

That day, he rode into the city and saw a ragged old woman kneeling by the roadside, pulling his boots and crying, "Grand Master, you are the pillar of the dynasty. Can you ask your majesty why you forced our family to be destroyed?"

Her tears were like sharp blades that pierced into his heart, which had long been numbed by the wind and snow, but he looked down at the old man and could not say a word in response.

In the court, the voice of the evil concubine Daji was as gentle as poison.

After a dance, she raised her slender finger and pointed out that a minister of remonstrance had a "disrespectful look".

King Zhou immediately ordered the man to be dragged away and sliced ​​to death, and screams broke out outside the entire court hall.

Wen Zhong frowned, as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, but he could only clasp his hands, close his eyes and remain silent.

His eyes swept over the officials who were talking nonchalantly, and he felt a sense of sadness as if he were the lone wolf in this predicament.

Finally, one day the nightmare came true and a powerful enemy approached.

Xiqi rises, and the disciples of the Chan sect descend like divine soldiers from the sky, suppressing all the masters of the cultivators.

Wen Zhong led an army of 100,000 to confront the Xiqi army in Muye.

In the end, he lost!
The Xiqi army captured Chaoge, and the Shang Dynasty collapsed.

Witnessing the once glorious dynasty reduced to ashes, Wen Zhong felt heartbroken and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.

He was almost immersed in the pain of losing his country and unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Everything is illusory, don't be obsessed with it."

Wen Zhong woke up suddenly, the scene in front of him shattered in an instant, and he returned to "asking for the way".

"What a powerful illusion!" Wen Zhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still feeling frightened.

He looked at Chu Yang standing beside him, his eyes full of admiration: "Uncle Master, this illusion is so real that I almost fell into it."

Chu Yang smiled and said, "This is the subtlety of 'asking for the truth'. It allows people to experience all kinds of life in a fantasy world and comprehend the true meaning of the Tao. However,"

He changed his tone and looked at Wen Zhong with a half-smile: "My nephew almost went crazy just now. It seems that his character still needs to be tempered."

Wen Zhong's face turned red and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

Indeed, when he saw the Shang Dynasty being destroyed, he felt so unwilling and regretful that he almost committed suicide and followed the Shang Dynasty to its end!

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the trial field.

Another second-generation disciple stumbled out, his face pale, his eyes distracted, and he kept muttering to himself: "I am the best in the prehistoric world... I am the best in the prehistoric world..."

Seeing this, Duobao frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Chu Yang walked forward, grabbed the disciple, and probed into his sea of ​​consciousness. After a moment, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "He is obsessed with the power in the illusion, his mind has lost control, and he has gone astray!" Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that this trial field would be so dangerous.

Chu Yang flicked his fingers, and a soft white light enveloped the disciple and slowly pulled him out of the realm of inquiry.

The disciple had his eyes tightly closed, but was still mumbling to himself, looking like a madman.

Chu Yang frowned slightly, and with golden light flashing on his fingertips, he tapped the center of his eyebrows.

A pure immortal power surged in, nourishing the damaged soul.

It was also thanks to the fact that this disciple had a relatively low level of cultivation, only at the Xuanxian realm, otherwise even Chu Yang would have found it difficult to help him.

After a while, the disciple's trembling body gradually calmed down, and the mumbling in his mouth gradually disappeared.

Seeing Chu Yang pull the disciple back from danger with ease, everyone felt even more in awe.

Taoist Duobao stroked his beard and smiled, "Junior Brother Xiaolei's Taoism is indeed profound!"

One day later, the disciple slowly woke up, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of madness anymore.

He stood up and stretched his muscles, only to feel that his body was full of immortal energy, more than twice as strong as before! He was surprised and delighted, and checked his own cultivation in disbelief, and found that he had jumped from the middle stage of Xuanxian to the peak of the late stage of Xuanxian, and was only one step away from Taiyi Xuanxian!
In the illusion of the world of Taoism, he turned a disaster into a blessing. Although he experienced danger, he saved himself hundreds of years of practice!
This disciple is called Deng Xi, and his original form is a black bear spirit. He changed into this form after hearing the sage Tongtian preaching. He is considered one of the outer disciples. Disciples with similar experiences as him account for almost half of the disciples of Jiejiao!
He has a rough temperament and doesn't like practicing on weekdays, so he likes to talk with his classmates. He relies on his tough skin and thick flesh to get beaten up a lot, and beat other brothers a lot.

Now that his cultivation had skyrocketed, he felt extremely proud and couldn't wait to find someone to show off to.

"Hahaha! I'm already in the late Xuanxian stage! Who is not afraid of death and dares to challenge me?"

After returning to the square, Deng Xi shouted at the top of his voice in the square outside the Biyou Palace, attracting many disciples to watch.

"Deng Xi, did you take the wrong medicine? I beat you to a pulp two days ago, and now you dare to yell here?" A burly disciple stepped forward and curled his lips in disdain.

Deng Xi chuckled, patted his chest, and said proudly: "This is a different time! I have been to the world of Taoism and got a great opportunity. My cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds! If you dare to fight with me again, be careful or I will slap you to death!"

"Ask about the world of Taoism?" Everyone looked at each other, all confused.

Deng Xi then remembered that no one knew about the world of Taoism, so he recounted his experiences in the world of Taoism with exaggeration. Of course, he deliberately concealed the embarrassing incident of how he almost went astray in the illusion, and only said that he had realized the great Dao and his cultivation had skyrocketed.

When everyone heard that the Daojie had such magical effects, they became jealous and started to ask about the whereabouts of the Daojie.

Deng Xi pretended to be mysterious and only said that this was a secret realm newly created by his senior brother Chu Yang and ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter.

On the other side, other disciples also came out of the world of inquiry in more or less embarrassed states.

They have successively experienced the 'Trial Tower' and the 'Fantasy Realm' in the world of Taoism. Although their realm has not been improved, their understanding of their own Taoism and themselves has reached a higher level.

I believe that as long as I continue to practice hard for a period of time, my realm and strength will definitely reach a higher level.

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and sighed, "This world of Taoism is a great treasure for our Jiejiao! The Trial Tower can clearly judge the realm and strength of the disciples. In addition, the Illusionary Realm can also test one's character. Uncle Xiao Lei, who can create such a formation space, is really amazing!"

After experiencing the two major benefits in person, Wen Zhong's admiration for this world of Taoism has reached its peak. If Duobao hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to stay there forever.

However, he also knew that one should not bite off more than he can chew. Now that he had shown signs of a breakthrough, the most urgent thing for him was to go back and completely break through before the big competition!

The news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and soon the entire Jiejiao knew about the existence of the Dao world.

Countless disciples were full of curiosity and desire for this mysterious secret realm, and they flocked to the Biyou Palace to find out what it was like.

At the same time, in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun counted with his fingers and his face suddenly changed.

"Why did the fortune of Jiejiao suddenly soar? Could it be that Tongtian got some treasure again?" He was confused, but couldn't figure it out.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on the throne, his eyebrows trembling slightly, his face unable to hide his gloom.

He turned over a Three Pure Ones Jade Order in his hand, his eyes were deep and his expression was complicated: "The luck of Jiejiao has suddenly surged, and it has been faintly suppressing my Chenjiao. Now it is even stronger! This matter is definitely not ordinary. We are one of the Three Pure Ones, why should we allow him to surpass my Chenjiao today? Humph, this Tongtian kid is really restless!"

His eyes turned and he waved his sleeves lightly.

Amid the floating clouds, Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren came in one after another and bowed in greeting.

"My esteemed Master, what instructions do you have for me?" Taiyi Zhenren restrained his divine light, and in front of the saint, he did not show any arrogance.

Jade Ding Zhenren was the same, with a humble look, his hands clasped together, his eyes lowered respectfully, waiting for his master's orders.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded calmly, his tone revealing a bit of solemnity: "You two go to Jin'ao Island and find out what happened to Jiejiao. Jiejiao's luck has suddenly skyrocketed, and Tongtian must have come up with some new tricks. I must know the reason."

"Disciple obeys your command!" The two did not dare to delay and immediately rode the cloud to Jin'ao Island.

Over the Jin'ao Island, auspicious clouds were swirling and purple air was coming from the east, creating a fairy-like atmosphere.

As soon as Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren approached, they felt a powerful force of luck coming towards them, which was several times stronger than before.

There was a bustling crowd outside the Biyou Palace. Hundreds of disciples gathered in the square, looking excited and enthusiastically discussing the mysteries of the "Wendao World".

Some people have even begun to gear up, trying to win the favor of Chu Yang or Duobao Taoist, in order to get the opportunity to enter the world of Taoism in advance.

After all, one step faster is equivalent to every step faster. If you can break through the realm before the formal competition, the rewards you will get in the future competition will be better.

Zhenren Taiyi and Zhenren Yuding watched from afar and were both shocked by the grand spectacle.

Although Jiejiao had many disciples at that time, most of them were from a mixed group and lacked real cohesion because the leader Tongtian was known to be bold and unrestrained and never constrained the structure of the sect.

However, at this moment, these disciples of Jiejiao were behaving contrary to their usual behavior. They all looked high-spirited and full of fighting spirit, and it was obvious that they were inspired by some kind of uplifting luck.

"It's really weird."

Taiyi Zhenren frowned and said in a deep voice.

This was not the first time they had come here. Although the Jie Sect and the Chen Sect were not on good terms, they had not really torn their faces apart. Over the past tens of thousands of years, disciples of the two sects had occasionally interacted with each other, and Jade Ding Zhenren was one of them.

Taiyi and Yuding looked at each other in surprise, thinking, "The luck of Jiejiao has really skyrocketed! It seems that there is something strange going on!"

The two men descended from the clouds and came to the outside of the Biyou Palace, where they saw countless disciples of the Jiejiao gathered. Each of them was extremely excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were talking a lot.

"Have you heard? There is a great opportunity in the world of Taoism. You can improve your cultivation by taking a trip in!" A disciple with wings on his back said excitedly.

"Is this true? If I can go in there once, wouldn't I be able to break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal?" Another disciple, who was full of demonic energy, had a face full of longing.

At this time, some disciples saw Taiyi and Jade Ding Zhenren.

Jin Guangxian, one of the seven attendants, was sharp-eyed and recognized Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren at a glance.

He parted the crowd and greeted them enthusiastically: "Hey, aren't these two junior brothers from the Chan Sect? What brings you to our Jin'ao Island?"

Taiyi Zhenren bowed his hands with a fake smile: "Brother Jin Guangxian, how are you? I came here today to ask you something." (End of this chapter)