Chapter 110 I am Chen Ping
For hundreds of thousands of years, the Holy Spirit Book has been responsible for testing younger cultivators in the Wudao Palace, but the Wudao Lord himself has paid little attention to it.

When one’s cultivation reaches his level, no matter how outstanding a young saint is, he is nothing compared to others. If he cannot become a god, he will ultimately be an ant.

Even if you become a god, you are no different from an ant in front of the Lord Wudao.

The Holy Spirit Book pays meticulous attention to all the young geniuses participating in the trial. Although the God King does not pay much attention to the trial, as the God King's right-hand man, these small things must always be done well.

"Year after year, except for Huang Tian back then, no one has been able to comprehend even a tiny bit of the true meaning of the Taoism left by the Divine Lord." The Holy Spirit Book shook his head. The Divine Lord's Taoism was so mysterious to him, not to mention these juniors. After hundreds of thousands of years, they had only gotten a glimpse of the surface.

Eight hundred years ago, the kid named Donghua almost passed the test and comprehended a little of the true meaning of the Way of No Way, but he fell just short.

Even so, eight hundred years later, Donghua had grown into the number one person in the mortal world of the Heavenly Court. Under the name of Emperor Donghua, he firmly occupied the first place in the Great Sage Merit List and the first place in the Red Dust Peerless List.

"I wonder when the next young person who passes the test will appear." Holy Spirit Book muttered to himself, without holding out much hope.

"Hmm?" The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his face showed joy and excitement.

One hundred thousand years later, someone actually passed the test left by the God.

……

In the sea of ​​flowers, a smile appeared on Ji Fanxin's face.

"So that's how it is. The Way of No Way. So this is the Way of No Way. From nothing to something, without restraints or limitations. Everything here is conjured up based on the inner thoughts of the person being tested."

"No, this world is not an illusion. From the moment I saw it, the entire world was born from nothing and will exist forever in my memory."

Having realized the essence of the flower world, the boundless sea of ​​flowers could no longer stop her progress. The petals in the sky gathered together and built a colorful flower bridge in the air, one end extending to her feet and the other end leading to an unknown place.

Ji Fanxin was delighted and walked onto the Flower Bridge without hesitation.

Walking on the bridge and looking down, the sea of ​​flowers was no longer visible. Instead, the figures of the geniuses who had entered the Wudao Palace with her before emerged one after another. Except for her, everyone was still undergoing the test.

This is true for the ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth, Shang Ziyan, and Yin Yuanchen, who is ranked first on the Saint King Merit List.

For a moment, Ji Fanxin couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

In just a few breaths, the scene in front of her changed again. When Ji Fanxin saw her surroundings clearly again, her bright eyes suddenly narrowed.

What came into view was a hall. In the center of the hall, a figure in white was sitting cross-legged. As if sensing her arrival, the figure slowly opened his eyes.

Ji Fanxin only felt that the young man in white in front of him was a little strange. He secretly used the power of the Origin, but even the Origin Divine Eyes could not see through his cultivation.

"Does he have a treasure that can conceal his aura?" Ji Fanxin thought to himself.

Seeing the young man stand up and walk towards her, seemingly with no ill intentions, Ji Fanxin felt relieved. In the Wudao Palace, who else would dare to cause trouble except the Wudao God?
"Did you also pass the test of the Wudao Temple to come here?"

Chen Ping looked at the woman in front of him. As one of the Nine Fairy Beauties, it was no exaggeration to call Ji Fanxin a beauty of heaven.

Its roots are frighteningly large.

In the ancient underworld, there was a lotus, which was an eternal flower and was enlightened by Kasyapa, the first ancestor of Buddhism.

The lotus listened to Kasyapa Buddha chanting scriptures and preaching, and was enlightened on the third day, attained enlightenment on the tenth day, and was born in the dark on the sixteenth day, and turned from a god into a demon.

On the sixteenth day, the moon began to wane and turned into the underworld, which later became the ancestor of the underworld.

The Underworld Ancestor was born in the lotus, but he could not fully represent the lotus, but was only a part of it.

In addition to the Underworld Ancestor, there is another consciousness in the lotus, which is the "Brahma Heart" that was enlightened in three days and attained enlightenment in ten days, and inherited the essence of the Dharma of Buddha Kashyapa.

Brahma Heart and Mingzu were born together, opposing each other, yet inseparable, like the two phases of light and darkness.

When one phase is weak, the other phase becomes dominant.

Over the long years, the Underworld Ancestor has always been the stronger one, which has led to Fan Xin being suppressed. If this continues, in time, the Underworld Ancestor will find a way to completely merge with him.

But in a battle in the Yuhuang Realm ten epochs ago, the Great Venerable and the ancient witch ancestors severely injured the Nether Ancestor. Three hundred thousand years ago on the Void Sea, the Nishen Tianzun and other twenty-four gods inflicted new injuries on the weak Nether Ancestor, causing him to fall into an unprecedented state of weakness.

It was under such circumstances that Fan Xin, who had been suppressed by the Lord of the Underworld, found an opportunity to escape. By chance, he was able to temporarily escape the control of the Lord of the Underworld and enter the mundane world.

After several changes, Fan Xin finally turned into the flower fairy Ji Fan Xin in front of us. She lost her previous memories and was like a blank piece of paper for people to paint on again.

"I guess so." Chen Ping answered ambiguously.

This answer made Ji Fanxin even more confused, so he continued to ask, "I didn't see you among the monks who entered the temple earlier. Are you a monk from the Wudao Temple?" "I guess so."

The same three words fell into Ji Fanxin's ears, making her certain that the person in front of her was a cultivator from the Wudao Temple, and perhaps had some connection with the master of the temple, Wudao God.

"Have you ever met the Unrighteous God?"

"I have met him before." Chen Ping nodded.

Ji Fanxin had already confirmed the identity of the young man in white in front of him.

In the heavens and the myriad worlds, among the many major forces, every era has its own young leaders.

On the surface, the young leaders of this generation of the Temple of Truth are naturally the Ten Divine Disciples. The Ten Divine Disciples are already very good, and they are considered to be influential figures in the Ten Thousand Worlds. However, compared with Prince Jinpeng, Leader of Wanxu and others, they are still inferior and cannot support the current power of the Temple of Truth.

Some people say that Yin Yuanchen has become a disciple of the Lord Wudao, and can be considered a member of the younger generation of the Temple of Truth. However, Yin Yuanchen was born in the heavenly realm and is a killer, which is not very glorious and does not fit the image of the Temple of Truth.

Therefore, since an unknown time, a piece of gossip began to spread among the world.

It is said that Yin Yuanchen is just a sword cultivated by the Lord Wudao in public, but there is actually another genius in secret who is more powerful and more talented than Yin Yuanchen, and has received the true teachings of the Lord Wudao.

Ji Fanxin was not a person who liked to make wild guesses, but the moment he saw the young man in white, deep in his heart he automatically connected him with the legendary true teachings of the God of No Way, whose authenticity was unknown.

In her opinion, although the young man in white was handsome, he was not unique in the world. Instead, his demeanor made her feel impressed.

In the Wudao Palace, who else could have such unparalleled bearing except the true disciple of Wudao God?
It can't be the legendary God of No Justice himself, right?

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Ji Fanxin immediately suppressed it.

With the identity of Lord Wudao, how could he possibly show up to see her, a mere Saint Realm cultivator? Even her master, the strongest man in the Thousand Rui Realm, the Mandragora Flower God, might not be able to meet Lord Wudao successfully.

"Fan Xin luckily passed the test in the Divine Palace and came here. I'm sure I've disturbed your meditation. I hope you can forgive me. What's your name?"

Chen Ping's expression remained calm. He was an old actor, so how could he possibly reveal any flaws in front of Ji Fanxin?

"Chen Ping."

Chen Ping?

Ji Fanxin pondered the name carefully and became more and more certain.

It is said that Lord Wudao's surname is Chen. This young man in white may not just be Lord Wudao's disciple, but most likely his descendant.

"It turns out to be Master Chen Ping."

Chen Ping simply smiled and said softly, "Fairy Baihua, there's no need to be so reserved. Since you've passed the test, you're qualified to comprehend the Dao diagram within this hall. The last person to pass the test and enter this place and have the opportunity to comprehend was Huang Tian over a hundred thousand years ago."

The name of Huang Tian is well-known, and almost all cultivators in the world who have entered the holy realm know him.

"But is it Huangtian, the ancient god of the Stone Clan of the Hell Realm?"

Chen Ping nodded without saying much. His nephew was indeed very talented. With his guidance, he had realized a bit of the essence of the Way of No Way.

Unfortunately, by that time, Huang Tian had already walked his own path and was unwilling to abandon it to practice the way of the lawless, so it ended up in nothing.

"The Wudao Temple is only open for seventeen days. At the end of the seventeenth day, all cultivators who enter the temple will be expelled from the Holy Spirit Book. There are still sixteen days until the seventeenth day. During these sixteen days, the fairies will meditate in front of the Dao Diagram. How much they can comprehend depends on their own luck."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, as if he was comprehending the Taoist diagram in the hall.

Although Ji Fanxin was very curious about Chen Pingsheng, he also knew that this was not the time to chat. The opportunity was rare, so he should first concentrate on comprehending the Dao diagram of the God of No Way.

This Taoist diagram in the Wudao Temple was left by Chen Ping hundreds of thousands of years ago. From his current perspective, the Wudao in it is actually quite crude.

But for a cultivator like Ji Fanxin who is not even a great sage, it is as vast as the ocean. Even if he uses his best eyesight, he can only see one hundred thousandth or even one millionth of it.

The essence of the Way of No Way lies in creating something out of nothing. If ten thousand people comprehend it, they will have ten thousand different experiences.

From Ji Fanxin's perspective, the Dao diagram contained the Dao of Origin and the Dao of Life that led directly to the divine realm. For her now, it was the most needed thing.

After just a moment's glance, her mind was completely immersed in the Dao diagram, and she was unable to extricate herself from the ocean of Dao principles of the Dao of Life and the Dao of Origin.

(End of this chapter)

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