Immortal Mystery Sequence: I Establish a Divine Duty for Heaven and Earth

Chapter 78 The Immortal Sect Returns to Its Rightful Place; Across Ten Thousand Miles of Jiangzhou, No One Knows His Wife's Name

Xiaopei County, Jiang Residence, Quiet Room.

Jiang Tu kept a close eye on his wife's condition, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

He could vaguely sense two completely different and magnificent energies within her body constantly pulling at each other, causing his anxiety to rise and his heartstrings to tighten.

Suddenly, the sequence of Jin Ce deep within his consciousness roared once more.

Buzz!

As the light swirled and hummed, all traces of the Dao foundation of "Eternal Tribulations Dao Heart" vanished like smoke, as if everything that had just been seen had never happened.

A brand new subtitle then appeared!

"The Farmer's Heart 3"

"Series: Agricultural Path" "Source: Sincere Agricultural Heart - Zhou Ning'e"

"Explanation: Through your husband's tireless teachings day and night, decades of diligent farming, your unwavering devotion to the land, and your steadfast commitment to agriculture, you have achieved the creation of rare and precious agricultural treasures. This awakens your innate wisdom, and your sincere heart will greatly advance your agricultural cultivation. Effects: 1. In the cultivation of agriculture, no matter how many vicissitudes you experience, your will remains unchanged, and your Daoist heart is steadfast. 2. Your sincerity towards the land will be reciprocated by the land, appropriately enhancing the quality of the crops and herbs you cultivate. 3. Your direct relatives will have a greater probability of acquiring the 'Agricultural Heart Dao Foundation': "————?"

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Huh? That's all?

The Dao Foundation of "Eternal Tribulations Dao Heart" is actually gone?

This damn foundation can actually be withdrawn?

The new "Agricultural Heart" Dao Foundation is more in line with the effects of a normal Dao Foundation, and is not as outrageous as the "Eternal Tribulation Dao Heart". Its effects are also very good.

After that, he could focus on his cultivation in the agricultural path without worrying about his Dao heart collapsing!

However—does this mean that he successfully snatched Ning'e back from the ancient Taoist tradition?

Jiang Tu stared intently.

Just then, Zhou Ning'e's vital energy reversed.

The recently solidified seventh-grade "Herbal Compiler" realm has receded like the tide.

Rank 7.

Rank 8.

Ninth rank.

Before long, all the cultivation of the agricultural path vanished into thin air, and all the spiritual energy and greenery disappeared without a trace!

She transformed back into an ordinary, worldly woman, with no trace of cultivation whatsoever, and no sign of awakening her innate wisdom through farming!

In the form of an ordinary person, he remained as immovable as a mountain.

Jiang Tu's forehead vein throbbed, and he finally sighed in silence.

In the Golden Strategy, the two Dao Foundations obtained from the Lady are still in effect, but the Lady has lost her Dao Foundations and has returned to an ordinary mortal body.

This change seems far too absurd—but upon closer examination, it is actually quite reasonable.

lost.

In the end, the agricultural path was defeated!

He devoted decades to spreading the Dao, and even used an Enlightenment Pill to personally open the door for her, but in the end, he still couldn't completely expel the mysterious and unpredictable ancient inheritance from his wife.

Perhaps the idea that "two paths cannot coexist" is indeed true!

The reason why the lady could not awaken her innate wisdom for decades was precisely because she naturally possessed another kind of inheritance within her body, involving the ancient inheritance of the Taoist sect, and her status was at least no less than that of Jin Ce.

Outsiders couldn't detect it, and because it posed no threat to Jiang Tu, Jin Ce didn't react at all.

This is a fact that cannot be changed.

His persistent entanglement is pointless.

Instead of dwelling on this, it would be better to carefully investigate where this ancient tradition came from and what dangers it may conceal!

Going forward, we must pay closer attention to the movements of the forbidden area of ​​Jiaosha, as all the secrets and hidden stories there must be revealed from it.

Strangely enough, if it were an ordinary Taoist inheritance, Jin Ce would at least be alert, but he had no reaction to his wife's inheritance—which probably means that this inheritance is harmless to his wife in the short term.

That was the only way he could console himself.

Swish!

Zhou Ning'e slowly opened her eyes, her gaze gradually clearing. She raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead: "Husband—why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Tu, with mixed feelings, asked, "Wife, can you feel anything unusual about your body?"

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"Abnormal? No, but my husband—did I confess that I wasted your Enlightenment Pill? This Enlightenment Pill seems to have no use for me. I am indeed dull-witted and have failed to awaken my innate wisdom."

"My wife, you're not dull-witted, you're just exceptionally gifted!"

"—What does this mean? Is my husband making fun of me?"

Jiang Tu:

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Do you think I'm in the mood for jokes?

He pondered for a moment and said, "My wife, are there any unfulfilled wishes you still have in the mortal world? We are husband and wife for life. If I can fulfill the wishes you could not fulfill before, it will also be a vision that I cherish in my heart."

If the lady has truly been chosen by the ancient tradition, or is herself the inheritor of the ancient tradition, then she probably won't stay by his side for long.

That sword cry back then was the best proof!

Since they were about to part, he thought he might as well enjoy a few more moments of marital intimacy with his wife before they were separated.

Zhou Ning'e couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

She had no idea about the Taoist lineage she was endowed with. In her view, having failed to enter the Tao time and time again, it was clear that she was incapable of cultivating and awakening.

Therefore, she could not attain immortality, nor could she stay with her husband in the mortal world.

Her husband's words likely stemmed from his concern that she was young and frail and her days were numbered. It made sense, as she was already over fifty. No matter how young and beautiful she looked, she was no longer a child, and each day she lived was one less to live.

Her husband was willing to temporarily set aside his spiritual practice and decades of diligent cultivation to accompany her on her final journey in life, and she had no regrets!

After thinking for a long time, she said softly, "My husband, we have been living in this small county for many years, and we only go out to see the snow during the New Year. It is a bit boring. Would you like to accompany me for a walk? It would be a great joy in life for us to travel and enjoy the scenery for a few days."

"Alright, wherever you want to go, I'll go with you," Jiang Tu replied with mixed feelings.

In the days that followed, Jiang Tu led Zhou Ning'e on a journey through many famous mountains and rivers in Jiangzhou using the Great Earth Escape Technique.

The towering mountains on the north bank of the Lingjiang River, the hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile fields in Dajiang New County, and the vast reed marshes surrounding the Qingshan Forbidden Zone—all these places have witnessed their brief moments of lingering.

Watching the sea of ​​clouds surge from the mountaintop, listening to the babbling brook by the stream, they occasionally witnessed a strange monster causing trouble, which was subdued by the Farmer Master. The two observed from afar without revealing their true forms, and then disappeared without a trace.

He walked among countless flowers without a single petal clinging to him, and never had any interaction with outsiders.

As time went on, Jiang Tu noticed that his wife often seemed absent-minded, as if she had suddenly remembered something from the past, and it would take several calls to bring her back to her senses.

The way he falls asleep is also quite strange. Sometimes he sleeps for two or three days without waking up. When he wakes up, he looks blank, as if he had a very long dream.

He pretended not to know and didn't ask any more questions, fearing that even a single question would make his wife fully wake up and leave him.

One month later.

That day, the two rested in a dilapidated ancient pavilion.

"My lord, we must be tired from traveling around all this time. Shall we go home?"

"I suddenly feel like listening to opera. When I was a child, I was weak and my father would often invite opera troupes to our home to play instruments and sing. It was as if I could experience a series of lives that I had never experienced before while watching the various operas. I loved it very much. After I grew up and got married, I haven't listened to it for many years."

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"Very well," Jiang Tu nodded. "Then let's invite the best troupes from the surrounding cities to perform for ten days and ten nights straight!"

Zhou Ning'e smiled and said, "My husband treats me so well—what more could I ask for in this life than to have such a husband?"

"My wife, you flatter me. Our love is so precious, it's a rare treasure. Even if you have a grander ambition, let alone just a small wish, I will find a way to make it happen for you."

After that, the Jiang family invited the two best opera troupes from Yingfeng City and Taiji City.

One is a scholar, the other a warrior; they take turns singing every other day, which is quite interesting.

The civil troupe mostly performed romantic tales of talented scholars and beautiful women, with melodious and elegant singing that lingered in the air; while the military troupe mostly performed battles and carnage, with loud gongs and drums that resonated throughout the land.

A temporary platform was erected in the inner courtyard of the Jiang residence, with several rows of armchairs placed below it, and the lights were on every night.

People from the surrounding villages come and go in a constant stream, and banquets are held continuously. Anyone who wants to come and listen is welcome to enter.

Jiang Tu and Zhou Ning'e, an elderly couple, sat side by side like a perfect match, listening to the drums and songs on stage. Sometimes they whispered to each other, sometimes they smiled at each other. Xiang Gua brought them fruits and pastries, and they were completely absorbed in the music.

While casually watching the performance, Jiang Tu discovered that there were many intricacies to opera singing. Although the lyrics were not exactly the same as those in his previous life, the basics were largely the same. He thought that it might be quite interesting to unlock a related profession as a second career.

Gods, ghosts, demons, foxes, Taoist priests exorcising evil, family feuds, love and hate, romance—it has it all.

The literary plays are subtle and elegant, with some Kunqu opera charm and also showing some of the popular appeal of Peking opera. Many of the plays have lyrics that are straightforward and easy to understand, but they express the sorrows of ordinary people, which is very much like the lofty and unrestrained style of Qinqiang opera in the past.

At that moment, a woman in green robes was singing a heart-wrenching and poignant song on stage, her flowing sleeves fluttering. The old women in the audience took out their handkerchiefs to wipe away their tears.

"Which one does my wife prefer?"

"Guess, my husband?"

"My wife probably likes martial arts dramas, right? The clash of swords and horses, the love and hatred between families and countries, it's very exciting."

"No, that's not true at all—I'm not afraid to tell you, my husband, but I actually enjoy stories of talented men and beautiful women, and tales of love and hate."

That was unexpected.

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"When I was young, I always thought I was a person with my own opinions and didn't like those sticky love stories. But as I got older, I realized that simple affection is the most precious. A loving couple, growing old together, it's just eight words, but how many people in the world actually make it to the end?"

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The couple whispered sweet nothings to each other while listening to the opera, their affection for each other evident.

Outsiders and villagers were all very surprised to see this. They never expected that the Jiang couple, who were so tender and affectionate in their youth, would remain so deeply in love even in their old age, and would be so devoted to each other throughout their lives.

It is a beautiful story of a harmonious couple, which is truly moving.

Jiang, a wealthy man, lived a low-key life. He didn't even hold a grand celebration for his 70th birthday a few years ago. However, he made a big show of inviting the biggest opera troupe to a ten-day banquet just because his wife liked to listen to opera. This was unlike Jiang Tu's behavior and was more like the style of Zhou, a wealthy man.

The opera reached its sixth act, at night.

The couple drank some wine and then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Jiang Tu's breathing gradually became even, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

suddenly.

Swish 1—

A vast, ancient charm swept through the air, as the thin gauze curtains swayed gently.

Zhou Ning'e suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze seemingly shimmering with countless lights that flashed by before returning to silence.

She slowly rose, her face showing bewilderment and a hint of realization, as if countless fragments of ancient memories were flashing through her mind.

She seemed to have some understanding, but not entirely.

In the depths of her mind, she only knew that the day of parting had arrived. She rose and sat down at her dressing table to do her hair and makeup in front of the mirror.

Her young and beautiful face was reflected in the bronze mirror. In a daze, she remembered the year she married into the Jiang family. When the red veil was lifted, she was adorned with a phoenix coronet and a wedding dress, radiant and beautiful. It was the most beautiful time of her life.

She carefully drew her eyebrows and lips, and after hesitating, she changed into a bright red wedding dress that had been gathering dust at the bottom of a trunk for many years. Her headdress and feet were adorned with jingling ornaments, and she was fully dressed up.

In the dead of night, I dream of my wedding night.

Tonight, for some reason, she wanted to wear her wedding dress for her husband one more time, even though he could no longer see it.

Reaching the desk, she took out a pre-written letter from her sleeve and placed it on the desk.

She immediately went to the bedside in red and gazed at her husband.

The moonlight slanted in and fell on his face, showing no signs of aging. His features still had the contours of a young man, and the same captivating and unforgettable look that made her heart flutter.

She gazed at him for a long, long time, her hand covering her heart, her emotions lingering deep within her. Then, she raised her jade hand and touched Jiang Tu's brow with a touch of Cangmang Lingji.

Swish!

A gentle, magical spell drifted down.

The Daoist aura spread like dew and mist, and wherever it passed, all those lives connected to her, decades of trials and tribulations, were lightly erased, leaving no trace.

She leaned down and gently kissed his lips, then straightened up and took a step forward.

Swish!

Lotus blossoms bloom beneath her feet; she floats gracefully through the door, bathed in the thin moonlight, and then steps out of the courtyard.

"Angelica sinensis, angelica sinensis."

She murmured softly, looking slightly dazed and lost.

Squeak.

Just then, Xianggua suddenly chased out from the side room, and when it reached the courtyard gate, it meowed and its body suddenly shrank, turning into a fat orange cat.

With a swift leap, she landed on Zhou Ning'e's shoulder.

Swish Swish Swish 1

The man and the cat transformed into a wisp of immortal mist, drifting away into the night, carried away by the wind, leaving no trace, their vast Daoist aura sweeping across the surroundings.

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles—all are contained within.

From then on, Zhou Ning'e disappeared from the world, and no one in the four directions knew her name.