IS Chapter 135

Just as the Micro-Snow Palace Master was weakly questioning everyone, many people fell from the sky like dumplings.

Elder Hongmeng looked into the crowd and, seeing the blue robes unique to many sects, exclaimed with delight, “Sect Master!”

All familiar faces – those who had previously gone to the Ghost Realm. Like the members who stayed behind in the human realm, there were many sect leaders, elders, and also many elite disciples from each sect. After a long separation, one would expect mixed emotions, but for some reason, the newcomers’ gazes were all filled with sinister intent, landing finally on a figure in azure robes.

“You, Lin Zhu!”

The Daoist friends from various sects greeted him warmly, and Sect Master Lin naturally returned the greeting with a graceful bow, “Hehe, all thanks to you all.”

Wei Sheng Xian ignored all of this, only staring intently at the chasm-like pit in the ground, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

“Why did it have to come to this, why did it have to come to this?” he murmured to himself.

To kill someone, you could do it in the sky, in the water, in the kitchen. If all else failed, you could ask Brother Li Yuan to eat them.

…Why did he have to act like a pangolin here!

The Micro-Snow Palace Master was heartbroken, but Ye Zhuo’s gaze was focused on the Jade Tower True Man at the center of the pit.

Although Wei Sheng was grieving, he didn’t forget to act. Now, the Jade Tower True Man’s aura of longevity, akin to that of the heavens, was suppressed by another force. The ethereal feeling had disappeared.

Immediately, he drew his sword and slashed towards the depths of the pit, Li Yuan moving at the same time.

The earth trembled violently, and the Micro-Snow Palace Master’s gaze trembled with it. In an instant, another series of ravines formed on the ravaged surface of Green Mountains.

Those present who were sect leaders and heads of clans couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding.

No wonder the Micro-Snow Palace Master was in such a hurry to return to Green Mountains, there was indeed a reason why he had to rush back.

In the pit, the dust settled.

Revealed was the Jade Tower True Man’s body, slashed in half diagonally by sword energy, his breath extinguished.

Those who had been watching the battle felt a thunderclap in their hearts.

The main sect’s Dao Guardian True Man, who could create objects from nothing and transform into the embodiment of the Dao, had been forced into a desperate situation, his life force extinguished sword by sword, until his magic power was completely dissipated, and his corpse was no different from that of a mortal.

His Micro-Snow Palace had such a killing god, who even killed the Dao Guardian True Man.

Someone raised their head, wanting to know what expressions the immortal cultivators from the Ghost Realm would have when they suddenly saw the Dao Guardian True Man die a violent death.

But those people looked as calm as water, as if the death of an immortal cultivator was a common occurrence for them.

The silence continued until the body of Yuan Tai, the Dao Sect Master, suddenly fell from the sky. Both his arms were broken, and he was finally killed by a knife through the heart, his corpse landing with a thud at the bottom of the pit.

The Dao Sect First Elder and the Sword Sect Master had already transformed into streaks of light, chasing after Feng Huai’s blade, but in the end, they were unable to provide assistance and could only watch as Yuan Tai’s corpse fell, joining the Jade Tower True Man.

“Ye Zhuo!” The First Elder’s eyes were bloodshot. “This is a Dao Guardian True Man! Killing him is like breaking a pillar of the human realm! Who will protect the Dao for the human realm from now on!”

“Fifth,” said Ye Zhuo.

“…?”

“I said,” Ye Zhuo said, “the dead main sect True Man, he is the fifth.”

The Dao Sect First Elder staggered back a step, looking at the Sword Sect Second Elder who had just returned from the Ghost Realm.

The Second Elder didn’t want to be familiar with him, his face ashen, and he barely nodded.

At this time, the wind and clouds above Green Mountains had changed. The previously clear sky was suppressed by heavy dark clouds, and a mountain rain was imminent. The brilliant Five Elements Dao Domain was closing in, the Five Elements immortal cultivators each suffering some injuries, guarding behind everyone, preventing Micro-Snow Palace from suddenly launching an attack on them.

And the true dragon phantom that had been hovering in the sky was now quietly examining a radiant object – the Dao Sect’s Patching Heaven Stone.

The faces of the five immortal cultivators changed drastically as they accelerated the contraction of the realm, recalling the Patching Heaven Stone – but the Patching Heaven Stone was captured by another force, motionless in mid-air, unable to be retrieved no matter what.

Grandmaster Xia finished his stitching, and the magnificent Three Thousand Worlds Dharma Image diagram on the embroidery came to an end.

Apart from that, everything was in a mess.

Everyone had come with great fanfare, but they could not return with great fanfare. At this point, how should they end this?

More blurry figures appeared in the sky.

Not only the people returning from the Ghost Realm, but also some reclusive old ancestors and sect offerings who had rushed over in a hurry. Some were reinforcements that the Upper Purity Mountain had brought in when they saw that the situation was not good, and some were elders from various sects who had come to mediate the matter.

But everything happened too quickly. By the time the reinforcements arrived, it was already the moment when the Jade Tower True Man’s body had died and his Dao had disappeared. With one Dao Guardian True Man fallen, even if one or twenty more immortal cultivators came, who would be the first to step forward?

Amidst this encirclement of immortal cultivators, Ye Zhuo had already sheathed his sword.

Wei Sheng Xian looked at his sword as if he wanted to eat it. He didn’t like it.

“I heard that the main sect has six people. The last one should be your Dao Ancestor. If the Dao Ancestor wants to come, I will wait here,” Ye Zhuo said. “Does he dare?”

Complete silence.

Of course, all sects in the world take concealment as their priority. If, in addition to the Dao Ancestor, the Upper Purity Mountain still had peerless true immortals hidden away, then there would still be a chance to fight.

But at the moment, no peerless expert was emerging.

Finally, among the five Dao Sect immortal cultivators, the leader said in a deep voice, “The Ancestor does not concern himself with worldly affairs. Palace Master Ye, are you clear about what you are doing?”

Wei Sheng Xian was the one who answered him.

After this while, the Micro-Snow Palace Master seemed to have finally accepted that pit and was able to coexist peacefully with it. He slowly turned around at the edge of the pit, his face as warm as a spring breeze.

“Then, gentlemen, what are you doing?” the Micro-Snow Palace Master asked with a smile, directly questioning everyone present.

Ye Zhuo answered for them, succinctly: “Attacking a demonic palace.”

“Demonic palace? Are you talking about us?” Wei Sheng Xian said. “Strange, if it’s a demonic palace, why don’t we use demonic energy to cultivate? How come you and I are both using spiritual energy to cultivate in Green Mountains?”

“Slaughtering orthodox immortal friends,” Ye Zhuo reminded.

“Oh, immortal friends, indeed there has been some slaughter,” Wei Sheng Xian understood.

“However, if only one or two were slaughtered, this Palace Master would admit his guilt. Now that so many have been slaughtered, and even five True Immortals from the main sect have fallen, clearly my palace is the righteous path of the Immortal Sect. What do you gentlemen say?”

Such rebellious words!

The Five Elements Immortal Cultivators roared angrily, “Wei Sheng Xian, to utter such rebellious words, do you want to admit in front of the whole world that your Micro-Snow Palace has deviated from the righteous path and is not tolerated in the world?”

“How dare I, I’m just stating the truth,” Wei Sheng Xian said, calmly landing on the top of the Micro-Snow Palace’s main hall. Ye Zhuo stood with his sword in his arms on the highest eaves of the west side, and Li Yuan also found his place on the moon laurel tree beside the eaves. On the other side of the roof ridge, Feng Jiang and Feng Huai stood shoulder to shoulder.

Under the eaves of the main hall, Grandmaster Xia sat back in his wheelchair and began to thread his needle again. Several teenagers, a deer carrying a fawn on its head, and two dogs surrounded the wheelchair, creating a harmonious scene once again.

Wei Sheng Xian looked at the crowd, standing or floating.

“The hundred families of the Immortal Sect have gathered, truly making this Palace Master flattered. If you gentlemen are not returning home and are not taking action, then you must know that taking action at this time is uncertain, and if you return, you may not be able to explain yourselves. In that case, as the Micro-Snow Palace Master, I will give everyone a clear explanation here, so that you gentlemen can fulfill your obligations, how about that?”

The Grand Elder of the Hongmeng Sect cupped his hands and said, “We would like to hear the details.”

Shen Jingzhen looked at this Grand Elder in surprise. He could not send messages in the Ghost Realm, so the elders of the sect must be following the Upper Purity Mountain in doing foolish things. Why did he suddenly change his tone? Perhaps he had been guided by a wise man.

Someone echoed his sentiments, and Wei Sheng Xian felt quite comfortable, speaking amiably, “Ah Jiang.”

“Ah Jiang, before this Palace Master went to the Ghost Realm, I secretly gave you a brocade pouch, telling you that if we were late in returning, and Micro-Snow Palace reached a critical moment of life and death, I wanted you to open it, do you still remember?”

Feng Jiang said, “I remember.”

“Take it out then.”

Feng Jiang quickly took out the bright red brocade pouch.

Wei Sheng Xian glanced at him coolly.

Feng Jiang pretended to be well-behaved.

As for such a mysterious talisman, Feng Jiang actually opened it the night he received it. He couldn’t understand the ghost-like symbols, and there was a conspicuous note that told him to put it back.

So Feng Jiang put it back.

Wei Sheng Xian: “Open it then.”

The Fourth Palace Master Feng Jiang, with a solemn expression, calmly opened it.

All that could be seen was a talisman paper as thin as a cicada’s wing, with a complex and difficult-to-understand array pattern drawn on it.

Wei Sheng Xian took it, holding the light talisman paper between two fingers. The thin paper was blown by the wind, making a slight sound.

“Today, although you gentlemen have been incited by the Upper Purity Mountain, in the end, you have all come for the rise and fall of your respective sects, and your sincerity is very touching to this Palace Master as well. The spiritual energy of the human realm is declining, and this Palace Master is also worried and concerned at all times,” Wei Sheng Xian said. “The hundred families of the Immortal Sect should share their resources. Today, I invite you gentlemen to appreciate the newborn spiritual vein of my Green Mountains, how about that?”

“…”

Everyone’s faces were slightly strained.

The Micro-Snow Palace Master’s words were so euphemistic, showing his magnanimity.

After all, some words were not so pleasant to hear, especially with the young disciples returning from the Ghost Realm watching.

But what was the meaning of sharing the spiritual vein of Green Mountains? Was he afraid that others would not covet it by displaying the spiritual vein so openly?

The five Dao Sect immortal cultivators exchanged glances, all failing to understand what Wei Sheng Xian was doing.

“Is he going to retreat?”

“When the Four Seas Survey Map was created, the Micro-Snow Palace did not hand over the topography map. Now, if each side takes a step back, it may not be impossible.”

“We didn’t see any intention of retreating earlier.”

“In the end, the only one who can kill people is Ye Zhuo.”

Regardless of how complex and indiscernible the gazes cast upon him were, or whether everyone was secretly exchanging information through divine sense, Wei Sheng Xian remained calm and composed. A wisp of faint spiritual fire ignited from his fingertips, quietly burning the edge of the talisman paper. The fire quickly spread to the entire talisman paper, and Wei Sheng Xian let go, allowing the light and colorless spiritual fire to burn in front of him.

The fire continued to burn, suddenly spreading in all directions. The entire world seemed to light up with a bright and gentle radiance. A vast network of spiritual light suddenly lit up, up and down, east and west, north and south, throughout the thousands of miles of Green Mountains. The light rushed towards everyone, and everyone was immersed in this magnificent network.

Like the emergence of Kunlun jade, with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix,

Amidst this landscape of flowing spiritual light, a warm voice sounded: “What is self-cultivation? To purify the heart, ears, and eyes. What is cultivating the Dao? To connect essence, qi, and spirit.”

Wei Sheng Xian formed a hand seal, his voice filled with a smile: “Therefore, settle the mind, calm the qi, gather the essence, and unite the spirit. That is all.”

As the words fell, the Dao incantation was completed. Wei Sheng Xian released his hands, and a long wind blew up his snow-white sleeves. A magnificent array that radiated light and covered thousands of miles of Green Mountains appeared behind him!

The mechanisms of heaven operated within it, like the sun and moon.

The spiritual energy surged within it, like a river flowing.

Like a heartbeat, like breathing. Inhaling, the spiritual energy of the four seas filled it. Exhaling, the spiritual energy dissipated, returning to heaven and earth.

It was as if on these Green Mountains, the hundred veins of the human realm converged, forming a heart of heaven and earth’s spiritual energy.

Then, it inhaled and exhaled the sun and moon, nurturing all living things.

What kind of world-shifting power would it take to create such a great array?

How was such a rich spiritual energy condensed?

But looking at the center of the array, directly above the main hall of the Micro-Snow Palace, behind Palace Master Wei Sheng and Palace Master Ye, the array core, whose brilliance surpassed the Patching Heaven Stone ten thousand times over, had no array pattern, only four ancient characters written in an extremely pure and intense spiritual energy, an extremely unrestrained cursive script.

The four characters read: “Those who create me are heaven.”

A loud laugh suddenly erupted from the crowd. Everyone looked and saw that it was Sect Master Lin who had abandoned his immortal demeanor and medical cultivator’s grace, imitating the human madmen, laughing so hard that he was doubled over, gasping for breath. Immediately, the Grand Elder of the Hongmeng Sect also followed suit, stroking his beard and laughing loudly along with Sect Master Lin.

Shen Jingzhen lowered her head slightly, smiling gently as well.

Shen Xinge looked at Wei Sheng Xian, a look of realization on his face.

Li Yuan just wanted to watch the show.

Ye Zhuo’s gaze was thoughtful, slowly sweeping over the varied Green Mountains, finally landing lightly on Wei Sheng Xian.

Fox.

And the crowd above and below, were in silent stillness.

Because, this was the spiritual vein of Green Mountains.

Because, Green Mountains had no spiritual vein at all.

This great array, with its surging spiritual energy that connected heaven and earth, was the spiritual vein of Green Mountains.

And no matter how magnificent the array, how precise the array diagram, how awe-inspiring the power, they could not conceal the simplest, most straightforward essence and core of this Green Mountains array, which could be deciphered by a Tribulation Transcendence old monster or a Qi Refining child.

– This was just a Spirit Gathering Array.

That was all.