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Chapter 914 - 756: Blessings and Curses Depend on Each Other: The Sage Preaches! [Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 914: Chapter 756: Blessings and Curses Depend on Each Other: The Sage Preaches! [Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets]

That is to say, monks of the Immortal Three Realms are part of the upper-class society in the Shen Hong Realm!

Including Earth Immortals, they are not just some commonplace existence.

Every one of them is numbered, and achieving such status is not that easy.

At least, it’s completely incomparable to ancient times when Earth Immortals were as common as stray dogs, or even when Innate Gods would be born at the Saint Realm golden immortal level!

The Saint Third Realm monks of the Sixth Era mostly remain hidden from the world. Of course, there are not insignificant differences among them.

The golden immortals of the Tenth Realm leave traces occasionally, like in the Three Pure Ones and Three Factions, where Profound Immortals might handle daily affairs, but the actual big decisions are still made by golden immortals.

As for the Taiyi of the Eleventh Realm, they are truly saints who have condensed the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

They are already legendary figures in the current Sixth Era.

It was only in the early Sixth Epoch, seventy or eighty thousand years ago during the special grand era of rebirth of spiritual energy, that there were legends of ascension to Taiyi.

And as for those who have condensed the Great Dao Dao Fruit and became Daluo Big Shots... that’s truly something out of ancient legends!

At least Wang Zijia has not seen it in the legends of this era.

And this Ling Jingzi, judging from various legends, is at least a Grandmaster Taiyi who has condensed the Taiyi Dao Fruit, not some newly acquainted golden immortal just starting to engage with Dao power.

Even more so, possibly a Daluo, after all, who would dare to challenge an undefeated Dao Court without some real skills? Could they survive dispatching troops to conquer, and ultimately breaking the South Spirit otherwise?

What a joke!

If they didn’t have that ability, how could the Dao Court have dominated the Multi-Heavens back then?

How could they have denied Divine Dao and annihilated the paths of all gods?

Moreover, forget Grandmaster Taiyi, even the Ninth Realm Profound Immortal Wang Zijia found it difficult to handle!

If the core Illusion Master of this Mysterious Domain really turns out to be Ling Jingzi himself...

Wang Zijia, who had been fairly composed up until now, suddenly felt a bit panicked!

...

Meanwhile, Wang Zijia also noticed that as Ling Jingzi appeared on the Cloud Bed, one by one, transparent light orbs began to glow at the canopy of the colossal illusory tree in the sky.

Within each light orb, various phantasms seemed to be flashing, arranged in a very orderly manner.

A close look would reveal that, right beneath each light orb, there was precisely a Meditation Cushion.

And around the perimeter, where there were no Meditation Cushions and crowds of people stood, there were no light orbs.

Wang Zijia didn’t understand what this was about and, naturally, didn’t know whether it was better to have a position with a Meditation Cushion or without.

If it were truly a Big Shot expounding on the Dao, having a position would be better, but in this case of the Mysterious Domain, the outcome was still uncertain.

Because of such a turn of events, Wang Zijia put aside some of his casual thoughts.

Originally, he thought that with the Southern Spirit Three Domains having declined to this state, the Mysterious Realm Group could only produce Heavenly Immortal level aberrations at most; but now...

Wang Zijia decisively sat properly on the Meditation Cushion, not attracting any further attention. He decided to first observe what exactly this Mysterious Domain was all about. If things really weren’t right, his only choice would be to commit suicide and escape!

If it indeed turned out to be Ling Jingzi who had transformed into an Illusion Master, or even if it was just his Corpse that had turned into one, Wang Zijia didn’t want to have a direct confrontation with it.

Well, it’s not that he didn’t want to, but, well... you know!

...

As Wang Zijia’s thoughts flickered, the mysterious bell sound had already vanished.

Sitting on the central Cloud Bed, ten-odd zhang above the crowd, Ling Jingzi glanced at everyone and said, "You all being able to come to my temple is a matter of Fate Law. No matter what you have been like before, now that you’re in Wuzhuang Temple, remember to stick to your own heart in your cultivation..."

Ling Jingzi first laid out some of the core tenets of Wuzhuang Temple, not with the intention to take disciples, but rather to signify that by gaining the opportunity of Wuzhuang Temple, one must at least abide by the basic rules of South Spirit and not commit malevolent deeds.

"Alright, I will end my idle talk here. I observe that many Fellow Daoists have relied on swallowing the essence of the sun and moon to ultimately open their Spiritual Wisdom and arrive at today, without experiencing any orthodox cultivation."

"Therefore, as per usual, I will start by speaking about the path to Becoming Immortal today."

As he spoke, Ling Jingzi suddenly raised his hand, and countless golden runes flew out, converging in the sky, eventually forming a void scripture that flickered in the sky.

"This is the fundamental cultivation scroll of my Wuzhuang Temple, the ’Earth Immortal Spirit Nurturing Essence Transforming Scroll’, which directly points to the foundation of Profound Immortal and is considered orthodox by the Profound Sect Orthodox School. I hope you all listen attentively and gain something from it."

"At the beginning of opening the World, Chaotic Heaven and Earth..."

Although Wang Zijia had kept his head down, at that moment he suddenly looked up, staring blankly at the golden Tao Literature in the sky.

As Ling Jingzi explained, illusory runes from within the golden Tao Literature began to fall, densely entering the minds of various mountain spirits and demons who were listening raptly.

Wang Zijia was no exception; as the illusory Tao Literature descended, a voice like that of the Hongmeng Grand Clock echoed endlessly in Wang Zijia’s mind.

Feeling the cultivation scroll rapidly taking shape in his mind, Wang Zijia was truly astonished!

This was actually a sage expounding on the Dao, and the scripture in the sky was being memorized bit by bit in Wang Zijia’s mind as he was imparted the method!

Wang Zijia was stunned for only a moment before becoming engrossed in the voice, lost in rapture as he fervently absorbed the knowledge.

Whether it was the beginner-level Dao Code of the Profound Sect or Ling Jingzi’s sage teachings, both had a fatal attraction for Wang Zijia.

Added to that, he was already an Innate God, so in just an instant, he dove deep into it.

Under Ling Jingzi’s guidance, he was able to sail madly through the ocean of the Tao and reason.