The Primordial Law

Chapter 407 Six Thoughts Mind Mantra

"This journey is very dangerous and full of unpredictable events. Don't you want to reconsider?"

Zen Sea Observer was somewhat surprised and said this.

“I’ve thought about this for a long time. I probably know more about it than you do, and I’m more aware of the dangers involved.”

Li Weiyi's eyes were resolute as he gave a detailed account of the impending attack on Yuntian Immortal Plains by the combined forces of the demon race and the Rice Cult, including the involvement of the Netherworld of the Dead and the Demon Kingdom. He also included information about the situation within Lingxiao City.

This is a colossal crisis with both internal and external troubles. We are surrounded by enemies on all sides and powerful adversaries, with no chance of victory in sight.

A grand feast of division has already quietly begun in the shadows.

In the Lingxiao Realm, everything of value—minerals, scriptures, Taoist arts, magical artifacts, elixirs, and even people—is food on the table. Each region has its own recipe, eager to feast and eat until they are stuffed and full.

Zen Sea Observer was surprisingly calm: "It's pretty much as we analyzed, but the timeframe is even tighter than we anticipated. Moreover, I didn't expect them to dare to attack Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain directly. I thought they would take the Western Territory first to establish a foothold."

“Those aloof individuals within the court probably think the same way. Without a solid foundation, there is no way out; once they fail, the price will be extremely high,” Li Weiyi said.

Night fell, and all was quiet.

The carriage continued its journey, the road muddy and bumpy.

Zen Sea Observation Mist's true form, leaving Li Ling's vessel, appeared like a ball of flame inside the pitch-black carriage.

Li Ling took out a piece of Lingtai Yanxing Stone, put it into the bone lamp, and hung it on the wall of the room.

Zen Sea Observation Mist exudes an introverted aura. Dressed in red, with black hair flowing with an unusual luster, he sits cross-legged in his seat, his hands clasped together in front of his ancestral altar, in a state of deep contemplation.

She possessed an invisible aura, not the kind that could suffocate people, but rather a transcendent, sacred, inviolable, unapproachable, and undesecrated spiritual essence.

If you treat her like a painting and hang her on the wall, it would be a perfect work of art.

Although Li Weiyi could remain calm and composed, he couldn't overcome the respect and distance she felt. Facing her, he carried a heavy burden in his heart. How could he not imagine her millennia of cultivation, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath her feet? How could he not contemplate her unfathomable martial arts prowess?

She was one of the most extraordinary teachers in Lingxiao City, who once ruled over three hundred states and even beheaded the Emperor of Martial Arts.

"How is your cultivation level recovering?" Li Weiyi asked.

Zen Sea Mist gently shook his head: "I am on a path of rebuilding, and my cultivation must be done step by step. In the current situation, I must complete the Yang marriage as soon as possible, otherwise I will always be bound by the laws of life and the order of the Yang realm, and I will not even be able to leave Li Ling's body during the day."

Li Weiyi smiled wryly: "This is too sudden!"

“No rush, I’m not ready either,” said Zen Sea Observer.

Li Weiyi looked at the beautiful figure beside him: "Li Ling, the fate of you going to Lingxiao City is uncertain. Why don't you go back to Lizhou first?"

Li Ling rolled her eyes at him: "My master and I dared to break into the underground immortal mansion, so why would we be afraid of Lingxiao City?"

Li Weiyi's heart stirred and he immediately asked, "Zen Mist, what exactly are you doing in the underground immortal abode? During the turmoil of the monk's remains' revival, I vaguely sensed your presence in the Sacred Heart Layer."

Zen Sea Guan Wu sat there like a celestial maiden jade statue. She should have been a stern and imposing figure, but in front of Li Weiyi, there was a hint of trial love in her heart. She smiled slightly and said, "Your master mentioned you. He said he met you once and gave you a chance."

"Master Guan?" Li Weiyi tried hard to recall, then shook his head.

I never saw Master Guan in the underground immortal abode.

"Ask him yourself from now on."

Zen Sea Observer said, "Going to the underground immortal abode is mainly for two things. First, to find material energy to quickly restore cultivation and combat strength."

"Just as you said, the monk's remains have been revived."

"The fact that the remains of monks of the ancient Bhagavan sect, who have been dead for tens of thousands of years, can quickly recover their cultivation and become extremely powerful after being revived is related to some energy substances in the Sacred Heart layer."

"That's why I must bring your three masters with me!"

"Secondly, I discovered some clues in the memories of Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin. They both went to the headquarters of the Rice Sect and experienced spatial teleportation. Spatial teleportation arrays are not simple; only some have been left over from the ancient Bhagavan sect."

Li Weiyi said, "So, you deduced back then that the headquarters of the Rice Cult might be located in an underground immortal abode?"

Zen Sea Guanwu nodded and said, "Actually, the most important information we learned is that the Rice Cult has been searching for people with a specific birth date and time, gathering them together, and then sending them to the main altar. Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin were both involved in this matter."

"This birth date and time belongs to Yuyao."

Li Weiyi was secretly startled and quickly recounted the scene from Tang Wanzhou's memory.

In Tang Wanzhou's memory, many people died beside the altar at the headquarters of the Rice Sect; corpses piled up like mountains, and blood stained everything red.

"Those humans you mentioned, who were sent to the main altar, could they have been sacrifices used by the two Rice Ancestors to cast their curses?" he asked.

Zen Sea Observer said, "I have been to the Sacred Heart Layer, but I did not reach the place you mentioned. Now that we have integrated the information we have gathered, most of our doubts have been resolved."

"Based on the curse fluctuations in the Sacred Heart layer space, I speculate that the spell they cast should be the Six Thoughts Mind Spell."

"Is it related to the Six Thoughts of the Ancient Emperor?" Li Weiyi asked.

Zen Sea Observer said, "He created it."

Li Weiyi was puzzled and frowned, saying, "How could the Dao Sect possibly know the exact date of the Grand Palace Master's birth?"

Zen Sea Observation Mist remained calm, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Besides me, no more than three people know this. To cast the Six Thoughts Mind Mantra is far more complex than a large-scale sacrifice."

Li Weiyi was filled with shock, finally realizing where the real danger lay on this journey to Lingxiao City.

Time was of the essence, so we decided not to take the carriage.

After burying the deceased coachman underground, Chan Hai Guan Wu and Li Weiyi quickly headed to Yun Tian Xian Yuan. Instead of going to Nan Yan Guan, the closest of the four passes, she led him to an ancient and primeval dense forest.

Beyond the dense forest, across a rocky area several miles wide, rises steep cliffs that pierce the clouds.

It was already daylight.

Zen Sea Mist returned to Li Ling's body.

"The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain could not possibly have been born naturally. What is its origin?" Li Weiyi stared at the three-colored cliff in front of him. He could not see the end in either direction, as if the entire world was blocked.

"There are many legends, but with the passage of countless years, they cannot be verified at all. In fact, the struggle for supremacy in the Lingxiao Realm is essentially a struggle for the Yuntian Immortal Plain. The cultivation environment and resources here are even better than those in Xiaoyao Capital." "The substance added to the forging of Yongquan coins is an essential rare material for refining hundred-character and thousand-character artifacts. In the Lingxiao Realm, it can only be found in the Yuntian Immortal Plain. It is extremely rare in other realms as well."

"Whoever seizes Yuntian Immortal Plain will have the right to mint coins."

"The Six Thoughts Zen Temple you mentioned before has an ancient mine of immortal soil there. I suspect that the people of the Demon Kingdom have been digging for immortal soil underground all along."

"Wow!"

Zen Sea Observer walked forward, gently pressing his palm out.

Instantly, a layer of array light appeared on the cliff face within a range of several dozen feet.

Mysterious array patterns danced on the shimmering gauze.

Any Holy Spirit Master would be bewildered by these array patterns, too afraid to touch them, and unable to decipher them.

The slightest carelessness could unleash the killing power of the formation, reducing one to ashes at the bottom of the cliff.

Unfazed by the fog in the Zen Sea, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his mental power penetrated the fog bit by bit, separating the array patterns layer by layer.

The foundation of the array formations in Yuntian Immortal Plains was left behind by her.

Even though it has been reinforced layer by layer by the court's mage masters over the past thousand years, the array patterns and structures all originated from her lineage. She knows them by heart and can open a crack in them.

Li Weiyi and Chanhai Guanwu passed through the gaps in the formation and ascended to Yuntian Xianyuan.

Sunlight shines on the earth, and the Dharma energy surges and overflows.

She took a deep breath, her face beaming with a youthful smile, and asked, "What's the thing you want to do most right now?"

"Let's find a place to have a good meal and find out what's happened these past few days so we can make our next move," Li Weiyi said.

"Then let's do it."

The two robbed a strange beast carriage, obtained the register of people, and used a disguise technique to successfully enter Lingxiao City.

After entering the city, Zen Sea Watching the Mist's beautiful eyes were constantly observing both sides of the street. When she saw some ancient buildings, she would stop and stare at them for a long time, trying to piece together the images in her memory, but she always failed.

We did not go to Tiange.

Li Weiyi always felt that Tiange was somewhat of a jinx to him, and every time he went there, something would happen to him.

On the main road not far from the city gate, find the most bustling and lively restaurant.

The restaurant was located at a crossroads, next to a celestial street over a hundred feet wide. In the center of the celestial street was an imperial road that only the carriages of giants from the Longevity Realm could travel on.

At noon, the lobby on the first floor was completely full, with most of the seats occupied by martial arts experts above the Five Seas Realm.

This is not a normal thing!
Li Weiyi, accompanied by Chan Hai Guanwu, booked a private room on the third floor by the window.

He indulged in extravagance, hosting a lavish banquet. After all, accompanying him was the former mistress of Lingxiao City, a remarkable woman of martial arts prowess.

When inviting her to dinner, you can't be too stingy.

Zen Sea Viewing the Mist only ordered a pot of thousand-year-old rare wine.

Various messages came from the lobby outside, and could not escape the keen hearing of the two.

"Xue Jian Tang Ting is taking advantage of the chaos! Knowing that war is about to break out in the Western Border, he actually intends to seize Fengzhou."

"Fengzhou itself has many proud daughters of great clans who have drunk from the Zimu Spring. In addition, women from all over the world gather there. How can the court defend it? Countless people will voluntarily open the city gates and cheer to welcome them."

"There's nothing we can do! Who told Tang Wanzhou to defeat the Demon Child, seize the Nine-Layer Demon Tower, and master the means to resolve the threat of the Mother-Child Spring?"

"It is said that Tang Wanzhou defeated the Demon Child with only fourteen sword strikes."

"If Li Weiyi is a legendary mind master, then she is a legendary martial arts practitioner."

"The most talented person in a thousand years, who dares to call herself the young lord in the northern border. It's no wonder that the Demon Child is unlucky to meet her."

……

Li Weiyi pondered silently, feeling that Xue Jiantang's actions were forcing the demon race and the Rice Cult to take action prematurely.

"After the battle on New Year's Eve, Li Weiyi disappeared. There are rumors that he was expelled from the cult and secretly executed."

"He uncovered the secret of the Mother-Child Spring, offending many people he shouldn't have. This world is too dark; good people never have a good ending."

"The commendation order issued to him by the Third Palace Master is a complete joke. I suspect that it was actually the imperial court that was behind Li Weiyi's sabotage."

"Boom!"

Outside, the sound of thunderous hooves and gasps of alarm echoed through the streets.

The doors, windows, tables, and chairs creaked and rattled.

"The Demon Kingdom's army has entered the city!" A martial arts practitioner shouted in horror from outside.

Li Weiyi stood up, extended two fingers, and pushed the window open a crack.

Outside, on the wide, north-south street, thick, dark clouds surged in from the direction of the city gate.

The air was thick with death, and the vegetation withered.

Through the clouds and mist, two columns of cavalrymen clad in black armor moved swiftly forward.

His entire body was covered in armor, so his face was not visible.

Their mounts resembled crawling skeletal giants, six or seven meters long, with skulls, long flowing hair, and ghostly flames burning in their eye sockets, exuding an indescribable sense of terror.

The four powerful figures from the Demon Kingdom at the front—three men and one woman—were clad in blood-printed demonic armor, wielding spears, exuding an imposing aura, and surveying the crowds on both sides with their condescending gazes.

(End of this chapter)