Immortal Father
Chapter 1260: 450 Kong Xuan Wears a Straw Hat [Third Update, Seeking Votes]

Chapter 1260: Chapter 450 Kong Xuan Wears a Straw Hat [Third Update, Seeking Votes]

Li Ping’an left the Heavenly Court, naturally not needing to walk through the Southern Gate.

He could let the Heavenly Dao open doors for him from various directions, thus avoiding the awkwardness of being discovered stealthily by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals at the Southern Gate.

After all, he’s left over a dozen treasures there!

As he ventured a bit farther from the Heavenly Court, he wouldn’t forget to turn his head to gaze back, catching sight of the magnificent scenery centered high above the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, with the silhouette of the Lingxiao Palace faintly visible from every direction.

The majesty of the Heavenly Court.

With many matters awaiting, Li Ping’an dared not delay and headed straight for Mount Lingjiu.

Within the main heavens lies a great peril, in Mount Lingjiu hides transcendence.

Just as Li Ping’an was about to reach the grand formation outside Mount Lingjiu, an elderly, tall and thin Daoist clad in a Daoist robe, seated on a plum blossom deer, appeared on a cloud drifting outward.

This was none other than Ran Deng Daoist.

Upon seeing Li Ping’an, Ran Deng’s gaze grew complex, and he spoke softly, “Your teacher already knows the Heavenly Emperor is coming, and ordered this poor Daoist to open the formation. I have matters outside, your majesty can proceed directly.”

Li Ping’an cupped his hands and asked, “May I know where the Vice Sect Hierarch is headed?”

Ran Deng replied, “According to tradition, there’s a great law sermon in the Jade Void Palace, with the Sect Hierarch not present in the world, this poor Daoist goes to listen in.”

“In that case, please convey my greetings to all the seniors of the Chan Teaching.”

“The Heavenly Emperor is too kind,” Ran Deng forced a strained smile, riding the deer and soaring on the cloud away.

Li Ping’an glanced a few times at Ran Deng’s departing figure, suppressing thoughts stirring in his heart, and turned to enter the grand formation.

The ‘crack of heaven and earth’ used for teaching was still there.

Li Ping’an entered without hindrance and immediately performed a Daoist salute, calling out, “Teacher! Your disciple seeks the Dao!”

A leisurely yawn drifted from the top of the secret realm.

The spirit within the coffin first appeared in a terrifying and horrifying form, covered with wounds from being gnawed, then with celestial light turned into Wang Ri Old Man, holding a horsetail whisk, sitting on a Lotus Dais, smiling as he floated down before Li Ping’an.

“Is your majesty eager to start the second lesson?”

“Not in a rush,” Li Ping’an chuckled awkwardly, “Teacher, how have you been recently?”

“Haven’t had a complete sleep,” the spirit within the coffin said calmly, “to me, time slips by, how long has it been, but if you’re eager to cultivate, I can also start the lesson earlier for you.”

Li Ping’an’s heart stirred slightly.

Could he let his true self cultivate here while his battle form causes trouble in the Southern Continent later on?

Li Ping’an laughed, “It’s not impossible, Teacher, look!”

With that said, a cluster of flames appeared around Li Ping’an, gathering to the left and forming the Phoenix Battle Body.

The spirit within the coffin stroked his beard with a light smile, “I was there too, no need to show off.”

Li Ping’an withdrew his battle form and hurriedly asked, “Teacher also heard what the Primordial Phoenix said?”

The spirit within the coffin smiled, “Trying to fish for information?”

“This disciple doesn’t dare.”

“Go ahead and fish if you want, if you can find out, it’s your skill. Between heaven and earth, only you and I are somewhat close.”

The spirit within the coffin waved casually, taking Li Ping’an to a place beside a waterfall, pulling out a popular tea-making set from Dong’an City, and began to prepare slowly.

He spoke slowly, “What did the Primordial Phoenix say to you?”

“Well, there are some things this disciple cannot say, I hope you understand.”

Li Ping’an sat upright opposite the tea table, pondered slightly, and slowly said:

“It’s just that there’s something this disciple doesn’t understand. When did you meet Ancestral Master Hongjun, and why did the senior Phoenix say that you and Ancestral Master Hongjun arrived at the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth together?”

The spirit within the coffin looked up at Li Ping’an, eyes carrying a slight smile, and slowly said, “What she actually said was, Hongjun and I emerged one after another in the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth during roughly the same era.”

“Perhaps this disciple remembered incorrectly.”

Li Ping’an took a sip of tea, smiled, and said:

“This disciple is purely curious. It’s fine if you don’t wish to tell me.”

The spirit within the coffin sighed, “Knowing too much will do you no good, you just need to cultivate diligently, the rest is all hollow dreams.”

He brought the teacup to his lips and then lowered it again, staring at Li Ping’an for a while.

Li Ping’an blinked, “Teacher?”

The spirit within the coffin asked, “Does knowing what happened in the past matter to you?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Li Ping’an said softly, “but by learning from past events, I can be prepared for future occurrences.”

The spirit within the coffin smiled wryly, pouring another cup of tea for Li Ping’an, and said with a smile:

“First resolve the matters of the Southern Continent’s divine court, then come back here for the second lesson.

“Before the return of the Six Saints, there’s still a catastrophe in this world, involving the Six Paths Reincarnation and the life and death of the Human Emperor, your father’s ordeal should also relate to it.

“You see, I know everything.”

He paused, feeling somewhat lost and out of place:

“But what use does it serve?

“No matter how much you know, it’s just struggling powerlessly against a fate you cannot change, merely staying silent when facing irreparable regrets.

“[Knowing] is not important at all, what cannot be let go remains so, what obsessions remain remain, even if you understand how the heavens operate, you cannot make them develop according to your wishes.

“[Can] is what’s most important, what matters can you achieve, what matters will you achieve, this is the root of everything.”

Li Ping’an laughed, “This disciple understands.”

“You,” the spirit within the coffin raised a hand and touched Li Ping’an’s forehead, “haven’t taken it to heart, but that’s how everyone is, only hearing what they want to hear. Have some tea, I’ll choose a Primordial Spirit cultivation method for you. Do you want to control both your true self and the Phoenix Battle Body simultaneously…Let me think.”

Li Ping’an cupped his hands and said, “Teacher, this disciple has an additional request, which is…try not to create a second me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, avoid creating a split personality,” Li Ping’an didn’t quite know how to describe it.