Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1173 Lingxiao
[The Human World].

The dashing Taoist priest, dressed in green robes, stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the sky. The thin mist that once enveloped his entire body had vanished.

At first glance, he was strikingly handsome, tall and well-built, with a distinguished air about him. He was undoubtedly a dashing young man. However, when one's gaze fell upon his narrow eyes, it instantly ruined the overall aesthetic, adding a touch of gloom to his demeanor.

The next second, the figure vanished.

Although the mist disappeared and the Taoist revealed his true form, it did not make him feel more real; instead, it made him seem even more ethereal.

Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun.

People who shouldn't exist have now appeared openly, just as Lü Yang predicted. This will not weaken his control over [Great Forest Wood].

It might even be strengthened!

If before he needed a thick fog to highlight his imagery and create a barrier of perception, now he doesn't even need that fog anymore.

This profound mystery has reached its pinnacle.

Even so, Angxiao, or rather Lingxiao, did not relax his thoughts at all. He was still reviewing and speculating about his recent experience.

A vast, desolate wasteland, a boundless, dark abyss.

At the Gates of Hell, having already sensed the awakening of the Lord of the Underworld and feeling a strong sense of crisis, he met an important person who had secretly come to see him.

What does that person look like?

How is the Qi mechanism?

I have no recollection of it; I don't remember it at all.

The only things that remained were his conversation with her and a figure whose gender was indistinguishable, whose emotions were unreadable, and whose presence was shrouded in endless mystery.

"The Lord of the Underworld has awakened; you have no chance of winning by appealing to the Underworld."

"Besides, you should have realized by now that he was just using you as a pawn. From the very beginning, you had no hope of succeeding in your plea to the Underworld."

The chilling words proclaimed an undeniable fact.

The figure in my memory seemed to gather all the wonders of heaven and earth, boundless brilliance; before him, I could only bow, asking with utmost reverence:
"Please teach me, sir?"

Upon hearing this, his eyes gleamed slightly:
"Seeking [Yin and Yang]."

The voice slowly rose, gently guiding:
"Of the five celestial numbers, the three foundations, Yin and Yang, the five elements, and the ten great paths of heaven and earth, only four are currently vacant, while the rest have already found their masters."

“【Calamity】, 【Yin and Yang】, 【Dharmakaya】, 【Variables】.

"Among them, the [calamity] has already been controlled by that person. If you try to prove it, it's basically no different from sending yourself to your death. The [variable] is even more beyond your reach."

"Therefore, the only choices you can make are [Yin Yang] and [Dharmakaya]."

"However, these two paths already have their own decrees, and in the present world they are practically destroyed. Even if they are restored, you have no hope of getting them."

"If that's the case, why bother telling me, sir?"

"If you can't find the right path, you can seek the unorthodox one."

The figure seemed to chuckle and continued, "You also witnessed the World-Honored One attaining enlightenment back then. Didn't he use [Cause and Effect] to reach the [Other Shore]?"

What is cause and effect?

"It's just a lower-level [variable]. Although it's not on the right path, as a side path, the power it displays is actually not much worse than that of those who follow the right path."

"the same as you."

"Although your [Curve and Straight] technique is inspired by wood, its profound reversal of the two poles embodies the imagery of Yin and Yang, perfectly recreating the Buddha's enlightenment." "Using [Curve and Straight] to prove the unorthodox path of [Yin and Yang], and then ascending to the [Other Shore], is also a path, and it will not infringe upon the interests of any Dao Lord. I believe you have your own judgment on this point, so I will not say more. I will only say one thing: nowadays, [Yin and Yang] can only be found in pseudo-history."

"What you've said is clear, but what's the method?"

“The method is also very simple.”

"The Way of Yin and Yang lies in the transformation between the two poles, and aren't the current pseudo-history and official history the most explicit images of Yin and Yang in the Sea of ​​Light?"

"If you can use your 'straightforwardness' to pry open the false history and bring it back, such a ritual is enough to allow you to walk this unorthodox path."

—That's the end of my memory.

Ling Xiao savored this memory, his expression shifting between light and shadow. Finally, his long, narrow eyes relaxed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Sir, are you not even going to keep up the act anymore?"

'Do you think I'm a fool?'

He'd said a whole lot, all for my own benefit. If that's the case, why did that person even come looking for me? Was it just a sudden act of kindness?
What a joke.

"Indeed, in my deductions, this path does have some feasibility, but what is my cultivation level? How could I possibly deduce the route pointed out by the Dao Master!"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but shake his head.

He was 100% certain that there was a problem with this path, and the problem lay in where it was wrong and in the sinister intentions of the adult who came up with the idea.

Because he couldn't ask the Buddha.

'The Buddha's enlightenment was based on rewriting history. If he knew I planned to go to a place with fabricated history to attain enlightenment, he might just kill me.'

In this way, the Dao Lord, whom he originally relied on, suddenly became a potential crisis. As a result, he had to figure out the plan to prove the unorthodox Yin-Yang method on his own, without asking anyone else. The more he thought about it, the more confident he felt, until finally he took the risk and gave it a try.
'Try it and you'll die!'

Thinking this, Ling Xiao's cold smile grew even colder: 'He's forcing me, thinking I only have one path left, so I can only do as he says.'

Which esteemed person could it be?
There are no clues in my memory. The First Saint, the Sword Lord, and Cang Hao are all possibilities. It's not impossible that even the Dao Lord of Magic and the Dao Lord of Mana are far away in the heavens.

Just then, Ling Xiao suddenly looked up.

The mortal realm, which should have contained only him, suddenly shone with boundless light, and then a burly figure emerged from it.

"Is this here?"

The burly man looked around but saw no one. He remained calm and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Angxiao, I have been ordered to deliver a gift."

The booming sound, like thunder, instantly spread throughout the entire "Human World".

At the same time, the burly man held up a crimson jade slip high, the mysterious workings of which any discerning person could tell at a glance were anything but simple.

".Um?"

Behind Pan Huang, Ling Xiao, who was about to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, suddenly stopped and looked at the crimson jade slip in his hand.

'Peak True Monarch'

Ling Xiao carefully examined Pan Huang, but found the other party's aura to be extremely strange. Although his status was at its peak, he had no recollection of any lineage or lineage.

But what could possibly command a Great True Lord of this caliber to come "on orders"?

Another adult?
Upon realizing this, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up. He wasn't afraid that the other Dao Lords might have ulterior motives; on the contrary, he couldn't be happier!
'The Lord of the Dao, not a single one can be trusted.'

'However, the more Dao Lords bet on me, the greater my opportunities to profit from both sides, and the more likely I am to find a viable path!'

(End of this chapter)