I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 440 If Heaven bestows it upon someone, there will surely be trials and tribulations.

Little Willow...

Chen Yi stood up, glanced to the side, and said with a smile, "This is the first time someone has used the word 'amazing' to describe me."

Xiao Liu'er was two years younger than A Lang, but a bit older, around twenty years old.

How much exactly...

She's probably keeping it a secret.

Even the two Taoist priests, Zhao Muzi and Zhao Tianhe, were not very clear about it.

Judging from her everyday clothes, she looks elegant and simple, with a bit of the demeanor of a chivalrous knight-errant.

But not much.

More than anything, he possesses an air of nobility and the refined elegance of a scholar, clearly distinguishing him from the江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) mannerisms of people like A Lang and Zhan Hongxiu.

Given Xiao Liu'er's usual quiet demeanor and her knowledge of some hidden matters on Mount Taizhou, it's not hard to see that her background is somewhat special.

Xiao Liu'er did not flinch, looking directly at him, and smiled, "Since ancient times, apart from the divine power of the tenth level of supernatural abilities being able to resist the invasion and erosion of the Weak Water, I have never heard of or seen any seventh-level cultivator who can put his hand into the Weak Water without being eroded."

As she spoke, her gaze naturally fell on Chen Yi's hand.

"Yi-ge'er's swordsmanship must be quite special, right?"

Chen Yi nodded noncommittally, not only making no attempt to hide anything but openly admitting it:

"Some people have said that my swordsmanship is the Great Way of Slaughter and the Supreme Divine Power. If that weren't the case, how could so many people believe the rumors circulating about the 'Pure Land of Bliss'?"

He paused, then looked at Xiao Liu'er and asked with a smile, "So, do you believe me or not?"

Xiao Liu was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to speak so frankly and directly.

“I naturally believe what Yi-ge’er says.”

"I'm referring to what the 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss' says—that I am a successor of an ancient Taoist court. Do you believe that?"

"letter."

Xiao Liu took a deep breath and nodded emphatically, saying, "Yi Ge'er possesses unparalleled killing power, far surpassing those cultivators who practice killing and slaughtering techniques today."

"This alone is enough to convince me that you might be favored by the ancient Taoist lineage."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi shook his head and said, "It seems that you don't believe in 'Pure Land of Bliss'."

Xiao Liu smiled, her pretty face even more beautiful than usual.

"Yi-ge'er asked the question knowingly. The 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss' spread this message only to divert the attention of the many powerful figures on Mount Taizhou. In addition, the wording is vague, and anyone with a brain would not believe their one-sided statement."

Her gaze followed the wooden platform and landed on the various rivers that flowed down from the sky.

Nearby are rows of wooden houses arranged in a neat and orderly fashion. Some have signs on their doors indicating a certain realm, some indicate a certain sect, and some simply have a name.

This indicates that it is, or was, their territory.

As she looked at it, Xiao Liu'er said meaningfully, "Ancient inheritances are just like this temporary wooden platform; each inheritance will be occupied by a suitable person."

"It's not a one-way choice, but a two-way journey."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, noticing her gaze, and looked over as well.

At this time, the cultivators who had just entered the Weak Water Realm were searching for a suitable place to live.

The larger wooden houses were reserved for ancestral masters or powerful sects, while the smaller ones were mostly occupied by cultivators with lower strength.

In order to stick together, some cultivators would even squeeze more than ten into a small wooden house.

As Xiao Liu'er just said, every powerful being has their own choices, and every wooden house has its own owner.

Just like the inheritance of ancient Taoist traditions...

Chen Yi glanced around and couldn't help but chuckle, "It seems that my identity as the inheritor of the ancient Daoist court is something I can't escape."

"But if that's the case, I should be happy."

"Everyone walks their own path from birth. Some people start high, some start low, some walk fast, some walk slower, but they are all moving in the same direction."

Chen Yi rarely felt a pang of emotion, saying, "Inevitably, some will fall on the road, their bodies trampled over by those who come after them to continue walking ahead."

"The ancient Taoist lineage is the same. It is a lineage paved with the remains of countless predecessors. No one has found it now, but someone will find it in the future and take a big step forward with it."

After hearing his words, Xiao Liu looked at him thoughtfully, her expression somewhat complicated.

There was surprise, astonishment, and also understanding; it was as if I had understood something and realized some things.

However, before she could speak, Chen Yi continued, "Isn't this a wonderful result? After all, you've obtained a renowned inheritance."

"But in my opinion, if Heaven is going to give someone a chance, there will surely be trials and tribulations."

"Whether or not I receive the inheritance of the ancient Dao Court, the person who ultimately receives that inheritance will bear a responsibility—it may be to carry it forward, it may be to inherit the karma of the Dao Court, or it may just be to temporarily store it for someone in the future, acting as a pitiful warehouse manager."

He smiled at Xiao Liu'er and asked, "In this situation, should I be happy or disappointed?"

But it's the same as before.

Without waiting for Xiao Liu'er's reply, Chen Yi continued, "I'm still happy, haha..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh. "Just as I said at the beginning, the fact that I was able to obtain that inheritance means that I'm one step ahead on that path, isn't it?"

Xiao Liu'er fully understood his meaning and nodded with a smile: "If Heaven bestows something upon someone, there will surely be trials... I hadn't thought about that."

"I never expected that Yi-ge'er would be so young and already have such awareness."

Chen Yi's smile didn't fade, but his mind was filled with memories of the days when his mother, Xia Wanwan, taught him to read when he was a child.

It was because of his experiences during that time that he maintained his reading habit even after arriving at Jianfeng Mountain.

In addition, as his cultivation level gradually improved, his mental capacity was higher than that of his peers, and his memory was also better. He could still remember books that he had only casually flipped through once.

Therefore, he became more composed in whatever he faced afterward, and would not recklessly charge forward to achieve a certain goal.

The only time he acted impulsively was when Wuliang Mountain pressured him through the Taixu Dao Sect.

At that time, when he set foot on Wuliang Mountain, he truly harbored the idea of ​​destroying it.

Looking back now, there was a more tactful way to resolve that matter.

As for the remaining matters, such as the destruction of the Feathered Immortal Sect and the Marquis of Jingye's Mansion, he should be considered to have maintained a certain degree of restraint.

After all, killing is not the goal; solving the problem is.

"Whether it's enlightenment or inheritance, to me, it's just scenery along the way to the peak."

After speaking, Chen Yi withdrew his gaze, turned back to look at Ah Lang, Jian Chi, and the others sitting in front of a row of wooden houses, and asked with a smile:

"They're all cultivating, aren't you going?"

Xiao Liu was slightly taken aback, but then she understood what he meant. She bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Brother Yi."

Chen Yi chuckled and shook his head, saying, "You're too kind."

So, Little Willow came with a question?
He didn't feel that way.

The reason I'm saying all this and being so frank is simply because Xiao Liu'er is in Xun Wangtian with him.

He didn't want anyone here to become his enemy because of the "ancient Daoist tradition." Of course, if someone did, he couldn't control it, but he wasn't afraid either.

In any case, he has now grasped a part of the clues to the ancient Daoist Court's inheritance. Whether for his own sake, to complete that counterattack mission, or to prevent the "Pure Land of Bliss" from joining forces with the Demon Court to slaughter the human race, he cannot let go.

As he just said, any recipient of a legacy will inevitably bear some kind of cause and effect.

With this awareness, he will be able to face any difficulties that come his way.

That's it.

It didn't take long.

Everyone in the Weak Water Realm had dispersed into their respective wooden houses, some cultivating, some chatting, and a few body cultivators competing in strength.

Occasionally, some powerful figures would come from outside, and most of them would come to pay their respects and express their gratitude to Daoist Zhao Muzi as soon as possible.

Some people, upon hearing that Qingfeng was charging "entrance fees," would also pay for a demon blood core of the third level of supernatural power, or other rare and precious materials of equal value, just to become familiar with him.

In just half a day, more than 3,000 people gathered on this wooden platform, which covered an area of ​​no more than 50 miles.

It has more than doubled since the beginning.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own, and incidents like the seizure of wooden houses happen from time to time.

However, most of the time the issues are resolved in a more amicable way; fighting is out of the question here.

The reason is simple: regardless of whether a winner or loser can be determined, if they damage the wooden planks under their feet, then the outcome will be the same regardless of who wins or loses—they will all die.

Therefore, during the period when the secret realm was not open, the Weak Water Realm was unusually peaceful.

Chen Yi was delighted.

Even if someone speaks rudely to him or challenges him to a fight, he ignores them completely.

He observed the newly arrived powerful figures while consulting with Zhao Muzi, Zhao Tianhe, and others.

Most of them are about supernatural powers and divine will.

When Chen Yi broke through to the sixth realm of sword dao divine power, he noticed the difference between the realm division and the ancient Dao lineage inheritance. After inquiring with Daoist Zhao Muzi, he confirmed his guess.

—For some reason, no cultivator since ancient times has noticed the change in the division of realms.

Even some powerful beings who had survived from ancient times were completely unaware of it.

It was as if some being had directly erased the matter of the division of supernatural powers and used some supreme means to directly change everyone's memories.

"It shouldn't be a simple matter of altering memories."

"It is very likely a thread of the laws of heaven and earth."

Chen Yi thought of the causal lines and laws of heaven and earth that he had seen in the Celestial Immortal realm, and vaguely realized that only through such methods could he silently change the memories of those powerful beings.

They were misled into believing that "supernatural powers are divided into ten realms" instead of the "nine realms" of ancient times.

After pondering for several days, Chen Yi still couldn't determine the difference between the current tenth realm of supernatural powers and the ninth realm of ancient times.

He then sought out Daoist Zhao Muzi again and asked:

"The seventh realm that the Daoist Master spoke of is the rudimentary form of the Divine Will Dao Domain, the eighth realm is the materialization of the Divine Will Dao Domain, the ninth realm is the rudimentary form of the Dao Laws, and the tenth realm is the evolution of the Dao Laws?"

Zhao Muzi looked at him gently, smiled and nodded, saying, "Young friend, your current supernatural power level is not far from the tenth realm. I believe you will soon be able to perceive what I have said."

Chen Yi thought to himself, "If only that were true."

He is now at the seventh realm, which is already a materialized divine domain. He can tear through Bai Chuanyang's eighth-realm demonic domain within the Dao domain and kill him with a single sword strike.

If things continue like this, his eighth realm will be equivalent to his current ninth realm, and his ninth realm will be equivalent to his current tenth realm—the evolution of the Dao.

"I only learned a little bit beforehand."

"Another question is whether the two different supernatural powers can be combined? For example, the power of divine will can be merged, or the Dao domain can be unified."

Zhao Muzi was slightly taken aback, lowered his head and pondered for a moment before replying, "This humble Taoist once read a classic text."

"It says that in the ancient Taoist lineage, there seem to be some supernatural powers and methods that share the same origin and are inherited from the same lineage. They can be integrated into one, making the supernatural powers even stronger."

"In my humble opinion, what you asked earlier is possible, but I have not yet mastered it, so I cannot be certain."

Chen Yi nodded and bowed, saying, "I was overthinking it."

Zhao Muzi chuckled and said, "I didn't think too much about it. Young friend, you are exceptionally talented, so it's normal for you to have some ingenious ideas. If you can really find a path that integrates divine passages and domains, or even the laws of the Dao, it would be a major event for the entire Tai Zhou Mountain."

"I must admit that, inspired by you, I have some thoughts and insights about my future direction."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow. "Does the Daoist priest think this is feasible?"

"Perhaps. What I have learned so far is based on the Great Dream Heart Sutra. If I can find a supernatural method that is in line with it, it would be worth a try."

As he spoke, Zhao Muzi sighed with a touch of emotion, "Having reached my current level, the path ahead seems to be blocked. I must be careful with every step I take, for fear of making a wrong move and losing all hope of ever glimpsing the Great Dao again."

"It's not just me who feels this way; most of the other 'transcendent beings' feel the same way, otherwise they wouldn't have left the 'General' unattended."

Chen Yi suddenly realized that there was such a secret.

He said that given the heinous nature of "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss," how could the patriarchs of realms like Xunwangtian and Jiandaotian allow him to run rampant?

It turns out they had the intention of verifying each other's identities.

“I understand what you are thinking, Daoist. However, now that the ‘Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss’ has obtained the inheritance of the ancient sacred mountain, and the ‘General’ and others have received the help of the lotus platform, I am afraid that when they come out of the mountain again, their strength will have greatly increased.”

"That's true. But when something is passed down and brought into the world, it will inevitably change some things, for better or for worse. No one can say for sure."

Seeing that he said that, Chen Yi smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Ultimately, his current cultivation level and supernatural abilities are insufficient, and if he talks too much, it's bound to make people dislike him.

Besides, he also knew that he couldn't get involved in karma, so it's not hard to understand why Zhao Muzi didn't want to interfere in the affairs of other realms.

However, this also has its advantages for him.

This indicates that Zhao Muzi and the other "transcendent beings" were happy to see the ancient inheritance emerge. They did not interfere with the "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" obtaining the ancient spiritual mountain inheritance, and naturally they would not disturb his exploration of the ancient Daoist court inheritance.

As for what will happen in the future, he has no idea.

……

And so, five days later.

The once peaceful Weak Water Realm has suddenly become turbulent.

All the Weak Water Rivers falling from the sky seemed to stand still, with no more water flowing down.

The weak waters and dark, poisonous miasma below, which resembled an ocean, ceased to churn and surge.

It was as if an extremely mysterious and powerful force enveloped the entire Weak Water Realm.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar ripped through the sky from somewhere in the void.

Bathed in the glow of the sunset, accompanied by melodious music, a phantom-like figure appeared in the sky.

In an instant, everyone on the wooden board was alarmed by this sudden turn of events.

"The secret realm has appeared!"

(End of this chapter)