IS Chapter 151

Chapter 151

Peach blossoms are not peach blossoms. Peach blossoms are the Dao.

Blooming is the Dao, withering is the Dao.

When people walk over and pluck peach blossoms, it is the way of people severing the way of the peach blossoms. When the time comes and the peach blossoms fall, it is the way of heaven severing the way of the peach blossoms.

Peach blossoms cannot protect their own Dao, only drift away.

The way of humans is similar.

Ye Zhuo’s sword strikes out, there are no peach blossoms or the way of heaven ahead, only an old Daoist from Peach Blossom Mountain.

The Carefree Old Daoist is sent scurrying all over the mountain by his attacks.

“Cut… Cut well!” The old Daoist yelled between dodging and weaving, waving Daoist arts to hit him, and panting, “The Dao is cut like this, everyone’s Dao is cut the same. It would be better if you weren’t cutting this old Daoist.”

“Damn it, stop hitting me! This old man is really about to die!”

Ye Zhuo finally stopped and stood still: “Anything else?”

“…Huh?”

Ye Zhuo: “Is there anything else you want to teach me?”

“Who’s teaching you!” Carefree let out, pointing to the sky, and said with grief and indignation: “Let Heaven know! It’s you, this ferocious, evil star of a kid, who came to my Untethered Temple with a sharp weapon, forced me to tell you everything about the human and immortal realms, ransacked my lineage’s thousand-year-old inheritance, and is now trying to kill this old Daoist to silence me, forcing me to use all my skills to cope!”

Ye Zhuo: “I don’t think you’ve used them all.”

The Reverse Scale Sword, without him knowing when, was no longer in his hand, but appeared ghostlike behind the Carefree Old Daoist, stabbing straight at the old Daoist’s heart.

The Carefree Old Daoist’s scream echoed through the entire Peach Blossom Mountain for a long time.

A woodcutter, hearing the screams from the back mountain in the distance, retracted his steps to go chop wood, and perhaps have a chance encounter with a fox spirit.

“Fox spirits are that powerful.”

“Can’t dare to enter the mountain.”

“The weather is so cold. Still need to store more firewood.”

“They said the court posted a notice, ice disaster this year, I’ll go to town to take a look later.”

The night wind is cold, a bonfire rises in the backyard of the Untethered Temple.

The Carefree Old Daoist set up an iron frame and roasted a whole chicken stuffed with spices over the fire. The weather is cold this year, pitiful mountain chickens were frozen, only Fire could be used to help it end its troubles.

Steam rose, oil began to seep out of the chicken skin, the aroma of roast chicken wafted, attracting several yellow weasels outside the wall, craning their necks to peek.

Ye Zhuo sat upright opposite the flame, unmoved. The Carefree Old Daoist was amazed by his composure.

While tending to the roast chicken, Carefree let out said: “The immortal realm above is in trouble, it was almost a thousand years ago. If you ask me, I can’t tell you exactly what happened to them, roughly speaking, the Great Dao is missing a corner and needs to be repaired.”

“At that time, the matter of the ghost realm had just concluded for four hundred years. Heng Zhao, Bei Zhen, Fishing Old Man, these seniors sacrificed to the array, and others also depleted their Dao practices, there were not many people protecting the realm to begin with, their departure greatly damaged the entire Dao lineage.”

“Therefore, each branch of the Dao shares with each other, watching out for and helping each other. So when the immortal realm sent a message saying they wanted to borrow various spirit veins from the human realm to observe and study the true meaning of spirit energy generation, each branch of the realm knew about it, and agreed to discuss this matter together.”

“This discussion took many years. Some people thought the upper realm was the ultimate place for cultivators of our realm to ascend, and should help when the upper realm asks.”

“Some people thought the spirit veins were related to the foundation of a realm and could not be easily given away, today it’s just ‘borrowing’, but once this precedent is set, what will happen in the future?”

“Those who wanted to lend said that if something ultimately happened to the upper realm and the ascension path was cut off, the immortal Dao of the human realm would only decline day by day.”

“Those who did not want to lend said that a realm’s tribulation is destiny, how can it be reversed with one or two spirit veins. Moreover, an immortal realm is connected to countless human realms, why should we worry about it.”

“This stalemate lasted for another one or two hundred years. By three or four hundred years, those few branches who were determined not to lend had already damaged their foundations in the ghost realm, and later their disciples dwindled, and somehow, they disappeared without a sound.”

“Those who did not want to lend died, those who wanted to lend were still there, they gathered together, and then there was the Upper Purity Mountain. First there was the main sect, and later each sect emerged. The Upper Purity Mountain has an orthodox Dao lineage with all kinds of disciplines, so naturally, it became the number one sect.”

“Since it is the number one sect, more people naturally ascend. The spiritual energy under heaven has faded, the spirit veins have decreased, the world is in chaos, the mortals suffer, they can still ascend. Ascending from the Dao Sect is not rare, but the main sect loses one person, loses another, with no funeral arrangements, is it possible they all just ascended?”

“This old Daoist can’t sleep sometimes, thinking about the events of the past thousand years, thinking about those Daoist friends who died young, it’s a injustice.”

Ye Zhuo: “What about you?”

“Us? The Hidden Garden lineage, inherited from Daoist Heng Zhao and Daoist Heng Ming of 1,400 years ago. Daoist Heng Zhao was a person who sacrificed himself for righteousness, Daoist Heng Ming was his own junior brother, but he was a person who was careful from beginning to end, and so were his disciples. When those people were arguing the most fiercely, the Hidden Garden revised its rules, set a strict law, only cultivate the Heavenly Dao, and do not ask about worldly affairs, and has since retired from the world.”

“Now it’s a single line of inheritance, only this old Daoist survives, even my disciples have run away, pitiful, truly pitiful.”

The old Daoist brought up a sad thing, and wailed again, after wailing, he had finished eating the roast chicken on the frame. Looking at a pile of bones, the Carefree Old Daoist began to recall how much of this chicken he had eaten, and how much the bastard named Ye opposite him had eaten.

—It seems that this old Daoist was being so polite, but the opposite only reluctantly cut a thin piece of meat from under the wing with a dagger, and ate it expressionlessly.

So picky. Can he survive?

Carefree let out said: “That’s the story of the realm.”

“How were the spirit veins sent to the immortal realm?” Ye Zhuo said indifferently, “Is the spiritual energy also sent up in the same way? Opening the heavenly gate every ten years to send it, or is there another method to send it continuously?”

The Carefree Old Daoist was so frightened by such sharp questions that he coughed repeatedly, unable to catch his breath, his face flushed red: “You…you this…you this kid, must be so aggressive, interrogating this old Daoist…”

The light snow of Peach Blossom Mountain fell again and again.

An increasingly secluded and terrifying, yet increasingly calm and pure aura surrounded Ye Zhuo. His realm had not advanced, but his sword and cultivation had improved again, his vision of the realm Dao was higher and broader. He does not learn, but it can be used to compare his own Dao. Since the fire in his heart must burn, let everything in the world be its fuel. Besides that, there should be nothing in his heart.

He shouldn’t think about anything.

The old Daoist has the ability, but talking about the Dao is more verbose than chanting scriptures.

Ye Zhuo frowned, one hand gripping the wrist of the other.

He felt a strange warmth. It was hard to say whether it was the fingertip feeling the skin on the wrist was abnormally warm, or the skin on the wrist feeling the warmth of the fingertip, in short, he never felt this way when he touched himself before. It used to be cold.

Li Yuan said his skin was getting hot, could it really not be nonsense.

But he hadn’t changed anything, nor had he eaten anything wrong, the cultivation methods were still the same as before. But his Life-Bound Sword had undergone some changes a few days ago, the scales’ light was restrained, and it looked a bit more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing his expression, Carefree let out also stopped his endless lecture: “What’s wrong?”

Ye Zhuo: “Is there anything unusual about me?”

Carefree let out squinted and looked at Ye Zhuo’s whole being.

To be honest, besides being too beautiful, he had always felt that the aura on this bastard junior was strange.

But he couldn’t explain it.

Calculating with his fingers, he couldn’t figure it out either. What he figured out didn’t seem real.

Carefree let out calculated with his fingers again.

Before he could figure out anything, he felt like he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Zhuo: “No need to calculate.”

Last time Yin Ye calculated Li Yuan and suffered a heavy blow, there shouldn’t be anything wrong with him, just that he had been with the dragon for too long, if he calculated Wei Sheng Xian, his master, to death, it would be difficult to explain.

Carefree let out: “My disciple has been with you for a long time, there is some karmic connection, if he calculates, he should be able to see some clues.”

Ye Zhuo: “.”

He and Li Yuan fought, what Wei Sheng Xian calculated, the entire Green Mountains spread, Wei Sheng Xian’s value in the immortal Dao plummeted. Feng Jiang even wrote a letter specifically to tell him this joke.

The Carefree Old Daoist stared at Ye Zhuo, and said deeply: “But this old man thinks, you should stay in the temple from now on. This old Daoist can still protect you for a while.”

Ye Zhuo: “The ancient immortal secret realm in the Northern Territory will open, I will go tomorrow, and will not return.”

His safety does not need protection from others either.

Carefree let out: “?”

Carefree let out only felt exhausted. Are young people cultivating immortals now so eager to seize every second, wanting opportunities but not their lives?

“Secret realms with the word ‘immortal’ like this are extremely dangerous, you…”

The chanting began again, those words flowed through Ye Zhuo’s sea of consciousness, unable to leave any trace.