I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 635 The Forsaken One
At the end of the bridge, Jiang Wen and Xue Ji saw two fresh corpses as they walked past.

These two women had not been dead for long, perhaps not even a few days. They were both candidates for the Holy Maidens of the Azure Sky Tower, each a woman of exceptional beauty and character within her clan.

At this moment, the woman lay quietly at the bridgehead. She was just a few steps away from leaving this bridge of bewilderment, but sadly, they would never have the chance again.

"That's Sister Kong and Sister Le..." Xue Ji recognized these two candidates for sainthood. They often came to her to cultivate together, and she learned many things from them.

Having not seen them for the past few days, Xueji had assumed they had ascended to sainthood and gone elsewhere. She never imagined they would die here, so silently and without a trace.

"Sister Kong, Sister Le," Xue Ji called softly.

"They were just one step away, but only one step away." Jiang Wen checked the two candidates for sainthood and found they were already dead. Their three souls and seven spirits were gone, as if they had been sucked away by something. He glanced at the Bridge of Confusion and made up his mind.

"I never imagined they would die here... I was still waiting for them to go back." Yuki's voice was choked with emotion.

"Let's go, let's leave this place." Jiang Wen didn't reply to her, but just walked towards the outside of the bridge.

Xue Ji looked back every three steps as she followed Jiang Wen away from the Bridge of Confusion.

The two stood outside the bridge and looked again. The ancient bridge, which was originally very long, had now become only three or four zhang long.

"Sister Kong and Sister Le were both more capable than me. I never imagined they would die on the Bridge of Bewilderment. I had heard from the tribal saintesses that seven or eight out of ten saintesses who died in the Holy Land during the advancement trials were actually true." Xue Ji murmured to herself, saddened by the deaths of her loved ones. There was nothing she could do; she couldn't even bring her two sisters' remains off the Bridge of Bewilderment.

Jiang Wen remained silent, but simply took out a purple talisman.

Standing before the Bridge of Confusion, he threw out the purple talisman, then made the Three Pure Ones Finger gesture and chanted the Rebirth Sutra: "Savior from Suffering, Heavenly Venerable, you pervade the ten directions, and with your divine power, you always save all sentient beings."

"Having escaped the path of delusion, all beings are unaware, like the blind seeing the sun and moon. I am originally in the vast emptiness, reaching out to the boundless limit, and auspicious clouds open the gate of life."

"The ten heavenly venerables are as numerous as sands of dust, taking forms in the ten directions to universally save and deliver heavenly beings."

The chanting of scriptures was faint and indistinct, like the singing of immortals. Heaven and earth were one color, shrouded in gloom. Yet, within this vast darkness, a wisp of auspicious seven-colored clouds was parted.

It drifted down, piercing through the gray mist. Landing on the ancient bridge, it reflected a dazzling light.

ah--! ! !
A silent wail and scream followed, a sound that pierced through everything and reached the very soul. It sounded like an accusation, a condemnation, and a desperate cry of despair.

But in any case, when the seven-colored auspicious clouds landed on the bridge, countless light and pure white souls left the ancient bridge.

They tread upon auspicious clouds, visible everywhere under the sky. Like stars and the Milky Way, they transform into countless women in white.

Unseen by Xue Ji, the women in white bowed respectfully to Jiang Wen. Their gratitude was palpable.

"Thank you, Heavenly Venerable, for saving us from suffering. I will repay your great kindness in the next life."

After everyone expressed their gratitude, they all vanished into thin air. Only a large, crystal-clear teardrop remained, slowly falling into Jiang Wen's hand.

"A tear from an Enkidu. I never expected to find one this time." He gazed at the teardrop in his palm, like a transparent glass ball. But compared to a glass ball, this teardrop seemed even more dazzling. This was the largest tear from an Enkidu he had obtained, and also the purest.

Carefully putting it away, when I looked at the ancient bridge again, I found that the mysterious shadow had disappeared. Now it was a white stone and jade bridge, spanning the entire Wandering River.

"What's wrong with this Bridge of Confusion?" Xue Ji noticed the strangeness of the ancient bridge and looked at the drastically changed bridge with great confusion.

Jiang Wen smiled without saying a word, packed his things, and continued walking deeper into the holy land. He delved into his sea of ​​consciousness and was pleasantly surprised to find that his remaining merit points had now increased to 300,000.

"Good, good, good! I didn't expect that performing rituals to deliver the souls on this Bridge of Confusion would yield so many merit points. I wonder how many Holy Maidens of the Hundred Streams died on it." Jiang Wen was happy to receive the merit points, but the thought of how many people must have died to accumulate so many made him feel rather bored. Nevertheless, it was still a gain; at least he would have a fighting chance when he encountered the gods who died in the Land of Fallen Immortals again.

After crossing the Bridge of Confusion, the two ventured deeper into the area. Yukihime's trial lay on an abandoned altar not far away. She needed to ignite the flames on the altar and bring it back.

Jiang Wen, on the other hand, was to venture deep into the sacred land to retrieve something from the central island of the Fallen Immortal Lake. Although the elders of the Azure Sky Tower didn't specify what it was, they told him he would find it once he reached the island.

Jiang Wen was also very curious about this matter. He wanted to know what exactly was worth such a high price from the Sky Tower.

The two parted ways at the fork in the road. Xue Ji prepared to head towards the nearby ruined altar. Jiang Wen walked towards the sacred ground, with the dark jungle in the distance appearing and disappearing in the distance.

Each of them carried a stone tablet, one of the inscriptions of which had already been erased. According to his calculations, the tablet could still hold for fifty-two hours.

"Hold fast to the Zen mind and control the rhythm of the wind; spread the Tao and its might to govern the universe."

What exactly does this poem say? Jiang Wen stared at the stone tablet in his hand, lost in thought. He was certain he was familiar with the poem, but he just couldn't remember who it was about.

He didn't dwell on it and continued walking along the main road. He moved incredibly fast, appearing dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye. His movements were as if he could shrink the distance between people, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After traveling for a long time, Jiang Wen stopped when an abandoned village appeared in the distance and headed towards it.

Upon arriving in the village, Jiang Wen discovered that it was neither abandoned nor deserted.

Several emaciated, blue-faced men appeared, their eyes glowing with blue light, their bodies reduced to mere skeletons.

Holding a weapon, the blue-faced man warily sized up Jiang Wen.

Glancing at the group, Jiang Wen made out their appearances. To say they were from the same clan wouldn't be entirely accurate. These people all looked different, each with their own unique features. Only their blue skin was a trait shared by everyone in the village.

Seeing that they were still conscious, Jiang Wen asked first, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Us? Heh, we are the forsaken by the immortals." The blue-faced leader chuckled self-deprecatingly, holding a rotting spear. "Everyone here is a forsaken by the immortals."

"A person abandoned by the immortals? What do you mean?" Jiang Wen asked again.

"You came here from outside for the trial, right? Would you like to rest in the village for a while? Perhaps I can tell you about our origins." The leader sheathed his spear and then calmly invited Jiang Wen.

"If you come here, perhaps you will become one of us," the blue-faced man chuckled.

(End of this chapter)