Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 297: The Name of Holy War
At this time, Linyazi announced that today's discussion was over and would continue tomorrow. The leaders left, leaving the crowd still excited, talking a lot and unwilling to leave.

Yunmeng summoned the leaders of several sects to the Ruixin Palace to discuss the specific matters of the alliance, and did not invite Wuzhan to participate. After the discussion, Yunmeng sent Danxian to invite Wuzhan.

Wuzhan entered the Ruixin Hall alone. Yunmeng was the only one in the hall. After Yunmeng asked Wuzhan to take a seat, he asked, "There were so many people last night that it was inconvenient for me to ask you, sir."

Wuzhan said: "Master, just say whatever you want!"

Yun Meng said, "I heard from Fei Jian that you asked Gusu Ye to recast the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword. May I ask, do you know the origin of the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword?"

Wuzhan said: "I know a little bit. It is said that it is the sword for ruling the world given to Emperor Xuanyuan by the Mysterious Lady of Heaven."

Yun Meng sighed, "That's true. However, you don't know, sir. The sword disappeared with our ancestor, and we have no idea whether our ancestor turned into a feather or ascended to heaven. But it reappears every few hundred years, which is strange. Whenever it appears, a war will break out. Although the one holding this sword is known as the teacher of justice and changes dynasties, the lives of the people in the world are in ruins and they are in great pain. In my opinion, this is indeed an ominous sword. Although the sword body was broken by you and recast, its luck is still there and its essence has not changed."

Wuzhan asked, "What does the master mean?"

Yun Meng said, "We cultivators should have stayed out of this matter, but this is related to the safety of the people of the world. Forgive me for being frank. If this sword was in the hands of the First Emperor, and he used it to pacify the world, many things could be explained. But the problem is that the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword appeared after the First Emperor pacified the world. I am worried that this is not a good sign. Although Qin Gang unified the Central Plains, expanded the territory, and ended the century-long war, warmongering is not a good thing. I am afraid that the world will still be in chaos and the dynasty will have to change."

Wuzhan said: "Master, are you worried that the younger generation will rebel?"

Yun Meng said hurriedly: "I would never think so, but what about others? So I beg you, sir, for the sake of the people of the world and for yourself, to present the sword to the First Emperor and persuade him to stop the war."

Wuzhan said, "The Immortal doesn't understand Your Majesty. Your Majesty abolished the old system and implemented new laws because he doesn't want to follow the old path of the ancients. Your Majesty wants a foundation that will last forever. How can he care about hundreds of years of luck? Even if I offer this sword, Your Majesty won't even look at it, let alone a broken sword. Moreover, Your Majesty is not a tyrant, and he won't let slander affect his judgment. I appreciate the kindness of the Immortal."

Yun Meng smiled and said, "Maybe I am worrying too much."

Wuzhan said: "His Majesty is not a warlike king, he just wants his kingdom to be more stable, and all I can do is to do well the task that His Majesty has entrusted to me."

Yun Meng said, "I heard from Fei Jian that you speculated that there would be a 'holy war' in the near future. Could you tell me more about it?"

Wuzhan said: "Does the Immortal know that gods can also die?"

Yun Meng said: "It is said that immortals have 'three disasters'. If they cannot overcome the 'three disasters', even a Daluo Jinxian will die."

Wuzhan said slowly, "Yes, people in heaven are different from mortals in the lower world. They are born as immortals and can live for a thousand years even if they don't practice. If they practice and the Three Flowers Gather at the Top of the Head, they will become Golden Immortals. If they practice and the Five Qis Return to the Origin, they will become Daluo Golden Immortals. Their lifespan will be even longer. But if they want to live as long as heaven and earth, they need to survive the 'three disasters', which are heavenly thunder, yin fire, and extinction wind. This is by no means easy. It is to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and invade the mysteries of the sun and moon. Only a very small number of immortals can survive the first disaster. After surviving the first disaster, they become Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals and their lifespan can reach ten thousand years. As for the second disaster, it is even rarer. Perhaps only those ancestors can survive this disaster. As for the third disaster, it is unclear."

Yunmeng lamented, "Compared to them, we mortals are just like ants!"

Wuzhan continued, “When you cultivate to a certain level and comprehend the mysteries, you will discover the importance of the soul. The physical body, the immortal body, and the golden body are just a shell. Even if they are damaged, they can be recast. Only the soul is immortal and can last forever. However, the sun and the moon rotate, the stars move, and life is destined to die. This is the way of nature. It can be delayed, it can be accelerated, but it can never be reversed, just like this cup of tea.” Wuzhan slowly poured out the tea, and the water flow slowly fell, gradually slowing down in the air, and finally stopped.

Wuzhan continued: "Although the water is blocked from falling, if you look closely, the tea is still dissipating. No matter how cold or hot the room is, it is still dissipating." Wuzhan stroked his palm, and the tea suspended in the air turned into white mist and disappeared in an instant.

“Although this cup is half empty, as long as you fill it up again, it will be another cup of water. As long as there is a water source, this cup of water will never be empty.”

Yun Meng's face turned pale and he exclaimed, "Sir, you said that they absorb the souls of others to infuse their own souls? And the source of these souls is the living beings in our lower world? Ye Xiaoxiang from the Against the Heaven Sect also said so. Could this be true?"

Wuzhang said, "What she said is true. There is an ancient tree in the heavens, called the 'Chaos Tree'. It has existed since the beginning of the world. The roots of the tree extend for tens of millions of miles, covering the entire heavens. It does not belong to the five elements, does not invade the sun and the moon, and only absorbs scattered soul threads. It blooms for five hundred years and bears fruit for another five hundred years. There are only twelve of them. The fruit is bright red and shaped like a human baby. It is called the 'Wanjie Fruit'. Eating it can help you survive the 'Heavenly Thunder' and increase your magic power dramatically. This tree is in the back garden of the Lingxiao Palace in the heavens, and is guarded by gods. You can imagine how precious this 'Wanjie Fruit' is. In order to prevent the gods and immortals in the heavens from fighting for it and disturbing the tranquility of the heavens, the heavens have signed a contract with the three major sects. When the fruit is ripe, the barrier will be opened, and the immortals in the heavens can go down to the world to look for opportunities, create wars, accept tests, plunder souls, improve their soul power, and even fight each other. After the war, the top twelve will return to the heavens and be given the 'Wanjie Fruit'."

Yun Meng was skeptical and said, "But we have never heard of gods from heaven descending to the mortal world to destroy living beings."

"In order to prevent the mortals in the lower world from rebelling and becoming the hunting grounds of the heavens, they would clean up those tyrannical countries in the name of heaven, and they would retreat behind the scenes to control the war. In this way, in the eyes of the mortals in the lower world, they would naturally become gods who save the people. This is the case with the Battle of Zhuolu between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, and the Battle of Muye between King Wu and Emperor Xin."

Yun Meng was stunned for a while, then asked, "How did you know this, sir?"

Wuzhan asked back, "Master, don't you believe what the junior said?"

Yun Meng said: "This incident will cause panic in the cultivation world. I must confirm its authenticity."

Wuzhan said: "It was left on the stone wall by a benefactor of this junior. The stone wall has been destroyed by me and there is no way to verify it now. Just regard it as a story told by me and don't take it to heart." Wuzhan did not destroy the words left by Luo on the stone wall, only because he was a little disappointed and did not want to explain it any further. Some things, even if explained clearly, would not be believed by those who did not want to believe.

Yun Meng smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I believe it, what can I do? With our mortal bodies, how can we possibly compete with the gods? We can't change anything and we will just be at their mercy."

Wuzhan stood up and said, "There must always be someone who can stand up, be unyielding, and break that kind of injustice, even if he dies, he will have no regrets. 'Xing Tian dances with his halberd and his fierce ambition remains.'"

Yunmeng looked at Wuzhan's back and said, "Feijian said that you are not an ordinary person and you want to do something earth-shattering. Now it seems to be true. I admire you very much, but I am old and can't stand the hardship. This life is enough. I just hope to break through this hurdle and leave something for future generations. As for where your soul will go after death and what you become, I am too lazy to think about it. Please forgive me for not being able to help you."

Wuzhan asked, "Senior, do you really want to do that?"

"Only by doing it can we know whether what Ye Xiaoxiang said is true. Moreover, this is a technique left by our ancestors, so someone has to try it."

"If you believe in me, would you let me watch?"

Yun Meng sighed, "In fact, there is another reason why I won't show it to you. Maybe that way of life is the devil's way. So, once it becomes a devil, I beg you to join forces and kill me. I will also order my disciples to destroy the rubbing to avoid endangering the people."

Wuzhan said: "Senior, I admire your heart and hope you can succeed. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Yun Meng said, "If you are worried about those people causing trouble, I can send someone to take you away from the back mountain in advance."

Wuzhan said: "Since I dare to come to Huangshan, I will not be afraid of those people. Please rest assured, senior. However, I want to remind you that the Nitian Sect seems to be targeting more than just these famous families. You must be careful."

Yun Meng said: "Good and evil cannot coexist. If the Nitian Cult comes by force, our sects will have no choice but to fight them head-on."

……

At dusk, the fog rose and the peaks were covered by clouds again, leaving only the towering peaks, some far away and some near, floating in the sea of ​​clouds, vast and boundless. There was a large patch of very low clouds in the sky, from which the sunset glow shone, with colorful rays of light that seemed within reach. The exposed peaks seemed to stand in the cracks of heaven and earth, which was refreshing.

Bixia, dressed in green, stood on the cliff, her sleeves fluttering gently. She was bathed in the colorful light, staring at the sky in a trance, becoming the loneliest and most beautiful tranquility in the world.

Wuzhe passed by the path behind her, unwilling to disturb the tranquility, so he lowered his head and walked past quietly.

"Sir, what do you think is the most precious thing in this vast universe?" Bixia asked softly.

Wuzhan was shocked. He didn't expect Bixia to notice him and ask a strange question. He walked slowly to Bixia's side, looked into the distance, and sighed, "I think there are countless rare treasures in the world, but they are not the most precious. I think the most precious thing is not things, but the past that is passing away."

"Go!" Bixia's jade face trembled slightly, and she frowned slightly in thought, "Why?"

Wuzhan said: "Because we can't keep it, we can only watch it slip away. All we can do is try to remember it, bury it deep in our hearts, and make it a memory that we are unwilling to give up."

Bixia pondered for a long time and said silently: "Memories that I am unwilling to give up, sir, this answer is unexpected. Yes, no one can keep them. They are precious because we cannot get them. All that can be left in a person's life are memories. Trying to keep oneself alive is just to make oneself remember them longer. I am unwilling to give up those beautiful memories, but in the end, even the memories will disappear with the soul. This is the ruthless way of the world." There seemed to be a person swaying in front of her eyes, that temperature, that heartbeat, that weird and strange smile, the fragile yet strong body, all of which brought unexpected hope to people.

Wuzhan said: "There is still something that is equally precious in this world."

Bixia collected her thoughts and asked, "What else do you think, sir?"

Wuzhan said: "Love."

"Love...!" Bixia's heart trembled violently. She was so frightened that she almost couldn't stand. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Wuzhan.

Wuzhan pointed to the distance and said leisurely: "Yuan Jun, although the scenery of the world is beautiful, it is all heartless. Only living beings have emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, love, hate, separation, and separation, which make this world full of excitement. Even if they are torn to pieces, they will not look back. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they cannot be cut off. If a person lives a lifetime without emotions and sheds a few tears, wouldn't it be very sad."

Bixia was stunned for a long while, and suddenly said: "It's nonsense. Only by keeping a clear mind and few desires can one cultivate the right path. Love can only confuse people's minds and make them obsessed." She waved her sleeves and didn't listen to Wuzhan's explanation. She left with a red face, returned to the house where she lived, and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)