Zhang Kui Asks the Way in Investiture of the Gods

The fragrance of cinnabar lingered in the Eight Views Palace.

The Six Ding Divine Fire within the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace flickered, illuminating the entire alchemy room with a bizarre and wondrous light. Zhang Kui sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, the Taiyi Dao Fruit within his body slowly rotating, the Three Light Wheels and the Five-Colored Divine Light intertwining and resonating, like the sun and moon shining together, like the five elements generating each other.

It has been three days since I broke through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

During these three days, Zhang Kui did not rush to leave the Eight Views Palace, but instead calmed down to consolidate his realm. The Taiyi Dao Fruit was initially formed, the Three Flowers Gathered at the Top transformed into three radiant wheels, and the Five Qi Converged to the Origin condensed into five-colored divine light. The three lights and five Qi merged and circulated, forming a mysterious balance.

The alchemy room was empty, with only the crackling of the furnace fire. The two Daoist boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, had vanished without a trace, and the Green Ox was nowhere to be seen either.

Zhang Kui got up, stretched his limbs, and was about to go out for a walk when he saw Grand Master Xuandu walk in from outside the door.

"Master," Zhang Kui quickly bowed.

Xuan Du nodded, walked to the window, turned his back to him, and stared at the empty space outside the window for a long time without saying a word.

Zhang Kui noticed his master's unusual behavior and, filled with doubt, stepped forward and asked, "Master, has my cultivation gone wrong?"

Xuan Du turned around, his gaze falling on Zhang Kui, his expression complex.

There was relief, regret, and a hint of something else in his eyes that was hard to describe. Zhang Kui had never seen such an expression on his master's face before, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

After hesitating for a moment, Xuandu finally spoke: "Zhang Kui, I have one more thing to say, listen carefully."

Zhang Kui's heart skipped a beat, and he said respectfully, "Please instruct me, Master."

"The Investiture of the Gods calamity has far-reaching implications. As the Dao Ancestor Hongjun said, 'All those below the Quasi-Saint level are caught in this calamity.'" Xuandu said solemnly, word by word, "Although you have now attained the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, you are still like an ant in this great calamity. Your master..." He paused, "...I'll give you a choice."

Opportunity to choose?

Zhang Kui's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague feeling that what his master was about to say would determine his future fate.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and solemnly said, "Please give me your instructions, Master. I will certainly do as you say."

Zhang Kui knew that Grand Master Xuandu would never harm him, but the weight of those words made him feel vaguely uneasy.

"No, I can point out the path, but how you walk it is up to you." Xuan Du shook his head slightly, his tone full of profound meaning. "The path of cultivation is ultimately your own. All I can do is help you see it more clearly."

Having said that, Grand Master Xuandu extended his right hand, and light gathered in his palm.

The light began as a faint point, then grew brighter and brighter, eventually coalescing into a ball of clear light. Within the clear light, an ancient and ancient book emerged.

The book's cover is neither silk nor brocade, nor jade, but emits a faint, clear light. The four ancient seal characters "Taiqing Xianguang" are faintly visible on it, and the strokes seem to flow with the patterns of the Great Dao. Just one glance is enough to calm the mind.

"This is the cultivation method of the 'Taiqing Immortal Light'." Xuandu held the book in his palm, looking calmly at Zhang Kui. "You have already entered the sect of my Human Sect, so it is only right that I pass it on to you."

The celestial light of the Supreme Purity!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kui was overjoyed.

The three secret immortal lights of the three religions are the Taiqing Immortal Light of the Human Religion, the Yuqing Immortal Light of the Chan Religion, and the Shangqing Immortal Light of the Jie Religion. These three lights are the secrets that are not passed down by the three religions. Those who cultivate them must be direct disciples of each religion or people with outstanding talents.

Legend has it that this divine light is not only a symbol of power, but also proof of status. Those who wield this three-light protection will have the sect's fortune accompany them in every word and deed, making them impervious to evil and indestructible by all laws.

If Ju Liusun hadn't been so arrogant and hadn't immediately used the Jade Purity Immortal Light to protect himself, he probably wouldn't have perished in the great formation. Once the Jade Purity Immortal Light is activated, it becomes impervious to all magic. Even with the divine power of the Fengdu Emperor at the time, it would have taken considerable effort for Zhang Kui to harm him.

Zhang Kui had personally witnessed the power of Wen Zhong's Supreme Clarity Immortal Light. The azure immortal light flowed, and a world of its own formed within three feet of his body, making it difficult for ordinary magical treasures to get close. If Yun Zhongzi had not suppressed him with the two supreme treasures, the Heavenly Divine Fire Pillar and the Water-Fire Flower Basket, Wen Zhong might not have perished so quickly.

Now, I also have the opportunity to learn this secret method.

Zhang Kui's heart surged with emotion, and he could already picture himself bathed in the radiant light of the Supreme Purity, roaming freely and dominating the world. He forcibly suppressed his excitement and was about to kowtow to express his gratitude to his master for imparting his teachings…

As soon as his knees bent, Grand Master Xuandu raised his hand and waved it.

A gentle spiritual force swept across, steadily supporting his body. The force was just right, neither too strong nor too weak, preventing him from kneeling.

"Wait, let me finish speaking first." Xuandu's voice was calm, but it made Zhang Kui's heart sink.

He slowly straightened up, suppressed his joy, and respectfully said, "Master, please speak."

Xuandu looked at the book in his hand and slowly said, "If you learn this method, you will be protected by the Taiqing Immortal Light, and the fortune of the Human Sect will surely follow you. At that time, you will be able to escape the Investiture of the Gods calamity and roam the world freely, unburdened by the calamity."

Have they escaped the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kui gradually calmed down.

There's no such thing as a free lunch; for every gain, there is a loss. The greater the benefit, the heavier the price often comes with.

After calming himself down, he solemnly asked, "Master, what do I need to give in return?"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Grand Master Xuandu's eyes, and he nodded: "Hmm, you remain calm in the face of adversity and are not blinded by greed. Not bad, not bad."

This word of praise put Zhang Kui at ease, but he knew that what followed was the key.

"Once you master this Supreme Purity Immortal Light, you will be confirmed as a direct disciple of the third generation of the Human Sect. Within the Three Realms, those who dare to harm you in the slightest are few and far between." Xuan Du paused, his tone gradually becoming serious, "But..."

He looked directly into Zhang Kui's eyes and said, word by word, "You are already aware of the matter of the three religions jointly signing the Investiture of the Gods. Our Human Religion's position is clear: 'To cut off the sects for the benefit of all.' As the direct descendant of the Human Religion, you must also act in accordance with this and must not arbitrarily affect the progress of the Investiture of the Gods calamity."

Zhang Kui's expression changed slightly.

"Master, what you mean by escaping the calamities of the mortal world...?" He already had a guess in his heart, but he dared not believe it.

"That's right, just as you thought." Xuandu's words shattered Zhang Kui's last illusions. "Leave the battlefield of Xiqi and no longer participate in any disputes between the Chan and Jie sects. After this battle, the fate of the Yin Shang dynasty is exhausted, and Xiqi should rise. This is the will of Heaven. As a disciple of the Human Sect, you should follow the will of Heaven and the people, and you must not go against Heaven any longer."

Leave the battlefield of Xiqi.

They will no longer participate in the debate between the Chan and Jie schools.

Follow the will of Heaven and the will of the people; defy the will of Heaven.

These words struck Zhang Kui like a thunderclap.

As long as you withdraw, you can safely weather the storm and live a carefree life.

Zhang Kui fell silent.

He thought of his mother, Wang Yunniang, Gao Lanying, and his younger brother, Zhang Shan. What would happen to them if he withdrew?

There are also Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, Wu Wenhua, and others, who are all caught in the calamity, while he alone enjoys freedom.

If a person cannot even protect what they want to protect, then no matter how high their cultivation level is, they are nothing more than a tree without roots or water without a source.

After struggling internally for a long time, Zhang Kui asked reluctantly, "Master, is there a way for me to protect my family and friends and help them escape this calamity?"

Xuan Du was speechless for a moment, and said irritably, "Only you can escape the tribulation. Everyone else, all those involved in the Investiture of the Gods tribulation, must enter the mortal world to undergo the tribulation; no one can escape it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kui shook his head without hesitation: "Master, then I won't learn it."

His voice was soft, yet exceptionally firm: "My initial aspiration in cultivating the Dao was to protect my family. If I were to escape unscathed while my family and friends were plunged into calamity, it would be tantamount to betraying my initial aspiration. Such cultivation would tarnish my Dao heart; what use would it be even if I obtained the Supreme Purity Immortal Light?"

Those who do not lose their place endure.

At this point, he suddenly laughed: "Besides, I have achieved what I have today entirely through fighting my way up. The Taiqing Immortal Light is good, but if I lose my true self because of it, then it would be better if I didn't have it at all."

Grand Master Xuandu remained silent, simply watching Zhang Kui.

Those eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if they could see through Zhang Kui's heart and understand his every thought and every hesitation.

Zhang Kui met his gaze calmly, his eyes clear and unwavering.

This is his way.

After a long while, Xuan Du sighed softly.

Xuandu put away the books, walked up to Zhang Kui, and gently patted Zhang Kui's shoulder.

"All right."

Xuan Du's voice was devoid of emotion, but Zhang Kui could sense that his master was not angry.

Having said that, Xuandu turned and left, his moon-white Taoist robe gradually blurring in the light and shadow of the alchemy room.

Zhang Kui watched his master's departing figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Thank you, Master."

Facing the direction Xuan Du had left, Zhang Kui respectfully bowed.

After performing the salutations, Zhang Kui stood up, turned, and walked out of the palace.

As they passed through the corridor and the alchemy room, the two Daoist boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, were peeking out. Seeing Zhang Kui emerge, Golden Horn leaned closer and whispered, "Zhang Kui, are you really not going to learn it? That Taiqing Immortal Light is incredibly powerful; we're not even qualified to learn it."

Silver Horn chimed in, "Yes, yes, what a pity. We've followed the master for so many years, and we've never had the chance to learn."

Zhang Kui smiled and tapped each of them on the head: "It's no pity. Some things are more important than the celestial light."

The two young Taoist boys looked at each other, not understanding what he was talking about.

What could be more important than the Supreme Clarity Immortal Light? That's a secret technique passed down through the three religions!

Zhang Kui didn't explain and strode out of the Bajing Palace.

Outside the palace gates, the blue ox was dozing on the cloud platform. Seeing Zhang Kui emerge, it opened one eye and slowly said, "Little one, have you thought it through?"

Zhang Kui nodded: "I've thought it through."

Qingniu yawned: "Then go ahead, just don't regret it."

Goodbye, Brother Niu.

Zhang Kui mounted the Bi'an and glanced back at the Eight Views Palace.

The palace gates are majestic, and the three large characters "Bajing Palace" on the plaque are otherworldly and untouched by worldly affairs, exuding an ancient and unchanging sense of vicissitude.

"Master, I will come to hear your teachings again after I have severed all worldly ties," Zhang Kui said silently in his heart.

He then urged the Bixie to transform into a streak of light and flew eastward.

The Bixie moved with incredible speed, its hooves whistling through the clouds and mist. Zhang Kui sat on the Bixie's back, the mountains and rivers flowing rapidly beneath his feet.

……

Inside the Eight Views Palace, Grand Master Xuandu stood by the window, watching the streak of light disappear into the air.

"Master, he refused." Xuandu turned around and said to the inner room.

From inside the room, the voice of the Supreme Sage drifted out: "Understood."

"Master, he refused." Xuandu turned around and said to the inner room.

From inside the room, the voice of the Supreme Sage drifted out: "Understood."

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

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"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

"Master, he refused." Xuandu turned around and said to the inner room.

From inside the room, the voice of the Supreme Sage drifted out: "Understood."

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

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From inside the room, the voice of the Supreme Sage drifted out: "Understood."

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

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"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

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"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

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"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.

From inside the room, the voice of the Supreme Sage drifted out: "Understood."

"This disciple doesn't understand." Xuandu frowned. "The Taiqing Immortal Light is so precious, why would he...?"

"Because he is human." The voice of the Sage of Taiqing was as calm as still water. "Humans have their own way, and immortals have their own path. He chose his own path, what's wrong with that?"

Xuandu paused, seemingly lost in thought.

"Moreover," a hint of amusement crept into the voice of the Sage of Taiqing, "if this little monkey really receives the Taiqing Immortal Light and obediently hides outside the Great Tribulation, what's the point? The Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods needs this kind of variable, especially the variable of not forgetting one's original intention."

Xuandu suddenly realized: "Master means..."

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken," the Sage Taiqing interrupted him. "Go, he will need your help again in the future."

Xuan Du accepted the order, and his figure gradually disappeared into the palace.

The Eight Views Palace returned to silence, except for the Six Ding Divine Fire in the Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, which continued to crackle and burn endlessly.