Chapter 96: The Supreme
ndentation.Jiang Wang looked around and picked up a red gemstone.Though every stone wolf had two eyes, only this one perfect ruby remained after killing a hundred stone wolves.There is no doubt that i...Three bells chime in unison, the news of the present world is announced.
Gazing at the peak of Tiānxíngyá cliff, a legendary "jackal" stands atop it, representing the country's fierce warriors.
Their journey through various countries was not based on geographical proximity, but rather focused on exploring the political systems of each nation and how they influenced the lifestyles of its people under different regimes.
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What you are thinking about, go observe that.
The State of Liang, which was destroyed and then revived and is situated near areas prone to disaster, is very worthy of study and is quite "young".
After staying in the Li country for more than half a year, they came to Liang country with storage boxes full of notes, and almost lived there.
When news of the Sanxing Palace reached them, they were actually the closest together, but due to their cultivation level, they arrived the latest.
“I’m right here.” Du Yexi, who pressed the cloud first, muttered in a low voice: “It’s no use even if I go now. But I want to know first-hand how Lao San is doing.”
The wind and rain on the road had honed him to be more rugged. He sat there like a heavy stone, silently enduring, resiliently gazing forward.
Song Qingyue stood on the precipice shrouded in clouds and mist, speechless—since Long Jun's departure, he had become very taciturn. This forty-nine day period of waning sun and moon was indeed a time of mourning for every water creature.
Li Jianqiu, increasingly mature, leaned against a peach branch and gazed into the distance. In just over a year, frost had touched his temples, and the first streaks of white appeared in his hair. One could faintly discern the toll that the failed Enlightenment New Deal had taken on him.
For Fu Baosong's death, for the incompetence of the "prodigal son," he could never let go.
The wisdom of ordinary people to think about changing the world is bound to be difficult and painful. But smart people live comfortably and don't feel that the world needs to change.
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And the smarter ones saw the results at a glance and didn't do useless things.
The progress of this world is driven by fools.
“It will be fine.” he said.
Tiānxíngyá overlooks the mountains, standing alone between heaven and earth.
There are beautiful scenery on the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, a liquor stall was hastily set up overnight.
"Master Bai," Chu Yao, who usually bounced around like a spring, was unusually subdued. She nervously wiped down the table and bowls, muttering to herself, "Are we really going to sell alcohol here"
Before him stood a large bronze mirror, reflecting the inn in Xingyueyuan.
Bai Yu Xia, with an air of composure, sat in the wine shop like a patriarch.
There was also one lying there, too lazy to sit up.
Zhu Yao was across from the two senior brothers, talking to them through this copper mirror. She listened to their orders, accepted their supervision, and diligently set up a stall here selling wine.
Lien Yuchuan actually came to help, she stood a wine flag for half the day, her eyes kept staring at the mountain.
All in all, it was Xiao Chu who did everything.
The white shop owner in the mirror glanced at Chu Yao: “I know you’re worried about your master, but worrying won’t help. Focusing on selling wine is what matters. Money flows from all directions, it's like incense and offerings; the most direct support that can help him achieve enlightenment. If he succeeds and sees how much you've earned, he'll surely praise your skills. If he fails... well, at least you’ll have a full purse and can afford a more lavish funeral. After all, he is your master. Death doesn't diminish the respect we owe him.”
“I’m not worried about my master. He is invincible in the world, what's a mere magic skill Even if the Demon Ancestor comes out, he would kill him!” Chu Yao said, her voice getting smaller: “There are so many people here, and they all look very powerful. I'm afraid of getting beaten…”
Upon hearing this, Bai Yu Xia immediately understood: "Rest assured, this time we brought you all good wine. Bai Yu Jing special brew, aged for three years. Absolutely no water added, sell as much as you want."
Chu Yao was surprised and said, "This Baiyu Jing special brew, I've never heard of it"
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"Because it's a name I just came up with."
"...White Uncle Master, why didn't you come over here yourself" Chu Yao asked.
He didn't ask to go forward, laziness was the reason for everything.
"Ugh! There's no way I can go this time. I'm stuck at the tavern, too much debt—" Bai YuXia quickly jumped over the topic: “Hey, who's behind you Move aside so I can take a look, is that firewood chopper here yet Ignore him. Pretend you don't see him."
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Chu Yao has always been obedient, but this is one thing she shouldn't listen to.
He quickly moved a chair over: "Uncle Lin! Please sit down!"
Now, as the renowned General Lin Xian of Rong Guo, he has matured greatly. He traverses mountains and valleys with ease, unconstrained by any worries. Putting aside his complex emotions, he patted Chu Yao on the shoulder: "You've grown taller! I came to Tian Xing Ya to witness your master achieve enlightenment."
These years, he's been busy with state affairs, and the last time he saw Jiang Wang was at Zhao Rucheng's grand wedding on the grassland...
When Jiang Wangjian went to challenge the experts on the building, he heard that the battle was already over. This time, in Tianxingya refining demons and proving the Tao, he, who called himself a "dog under the master's door", couldn't miss it.
Although I have been living a difficult life these years, I have never forgotten the Baiyujing.
Maybe he couldn't do everything, but he was willing to do everything he could. He believed more that today, all he needed to do was look out, just like many moments in the past.
Chu Yao didn't need comforting. He wasn't worried at all; in his heart, his master was invincible. He just brought Master Lin a jug of wine and a plate of peanuts, then diligently went to fetch chairs.
Otherwise, how could Bai Shi Shu's mouth be so quick When he shouted "someone chopping wood in Bai Yu Jing", more than one person came.
“Greetings, Master Uncle! Greetings, Phoenix Aunt! Please take a seat here!” Chu Yao greeted warmly. “I brought some good wine we brewed ourselves —”
Within the enormous bronze mirror, Bai Yuxia spread out an account book over her face. With nothing to see, the simpleton just addressed these people. They wouldn't receive a single copper coin.
This tense and solemn execution site, everyone is nervous. Only Chu Yao was enthusiastic and busy, as if he were preparing for a happy event.
Even my worries about Zhu Wei lessened considerably.
He and Huang Jinmo sat at a wine stall, hand in hand, quietly waiting for the results from the mountain.
Within the Hall of Law, Jiang Wang sat quietly, unaware of what was happening outside Tianxing Cliff. He had immersed himself completely in the refining of demonic intent, even allowing his Immortal Dragon and Demonic Ape forms to move freely.
Within the sea of consciousness, the celestial thought river flickers wildly. Countless star-like thoughts are born and vanish within it.
In the midst of the illusory realm, thirty-three levels of the Dao platform were opened to their fullest extent, pushing to the limit and frantically consuming energy!
But within the Hall of Law, the demonic intent of the Joy Demon blazed in his sword finger furnace. The complete text of the Devil's Wish Skill burned in his Threefold True Furnace.
He's refining demons, and also refining laws.
With his lifetime's accumulation, he aimed to create the first truly powerful cultivation technique in existence. He would diligently cultivate demonic arts and refine his demonic intent, striving to forge a supreme magical technique!
The creation of magic and Taoist techniques was, from the very beginning, a process of imitating and developing innate supernatural abilities.
Its ultimate goal is to use art to transcend heaven, going beyond innate supernatural powers and existing in a higher realm.
However, looking back through history, the spells capable of achieving this are extremely rare.
The most famous one now is the "Five-Elements True Form of All Heaven, Ten Thousand Realms and Five Directions Decree" created by the successive efforts of the legendary emperors Shennong (also known as Huìrén Shǐ) and Yú.
It is said to be a celestial tier spell, but only because the celestial tier is already the highest, with no limit above. Ordinary celestial tier spells simply cannot reach the edge of this technique.
Now Jiang Wang is about to emulate the ancients and create magical techniques comparable to those of the sages.
He was indeed cultivating the *Bitter Sea Eternal Abyss Desire Demon Art*, but he did so without attaining realization, refining without devouring.
Cultivating devils is not about becoming a devil, but merely about chewing on the resources needed to become one. The "refining" in cultivation is the true essence.
He wanted to shatter The Sutra of Eternal Suffering and Demon Fire, split it apart, and turn it into the fuel for his enlightenment, rather than a shackle on his path.
Now is the first step, he must first refine the "Fire of Joy".
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He had once practiced spells such as "Jealous Fire" and "Angry Fire," mastering them to perfection and relying on them to win many battles. These kinds of spells used emotions as kindling and mental states as fuel.
The principle of "Xihuo" is similar in thought, but to truly refine it, it's more than a thousand or ten thousand times harder.
Because at that time, "jealousy" and "anger" were only superficial emotional fluctuations. What Jiang Wang wanted to cultivate was the "joy fire," which was to reach the root of the seven emotions.
Moreover, because Jiang Wang is now refining the joy demon's intent, it comes from the fundamental demonic thought of "Bitter Sea Eternal Fall Desire Demon Art"!
> Love is the ultimate virtue of humans, while hate is the greatest evil of demons.
But only such a fundamental "feeling" and demonic intention could satisfy his desires, allowing him to pursue the ultimate.
Therefore, for this "fire of joy" alone, he spent nine days, meticulously refining it, sculpting it piece by piece, striving for perfection.
The solemn atmosphere of the main hall was not merely awe-inspiring, but also served to suppress his demonic thoughts and clear away his extraneous ideas.
He often asked himself questions, reflecting on his own thoughts and actions, so as to avoid unwittingly becoming a demon. As the saying goes, "When standing on a precipice a thousand feet high, one must first cultivate their heart before seeking the way."
The process of exorcism is also the process of extracting demons. The process of refining demonic intent is also the process of refining one's heart.
He had long since grown accustomed to the hardships of the journey, and it was nothing more than silent perseverance.
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Thus, step by step, he walked forward. Suddenly, at a certain point in time, he heard the sound of a bell.
The arrival of the Zhinwen Bell was foretold, for it was he who, before his descent into Tianxingya, personally wrote a letter to Mount Sumeru requesting it. - In the letter, he detailed his need for the Zhinwen Bell.
To wield the Zhiwen Bell and carry the Elixir of Immortality in the Demon Realm, confronting true demons with divine power—it truly is the pinnacle of life's experiences.
If Mount Sumeru were unwilling to lend him the mountain-guarding treasure, he would understand, and it would not affect his determination and confidence in achieving enlightenment this autumn.
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His confidence always comes from within, and he doesn't rely on anything external.
He merely said that with the help of the Bell of Knowing, he could understand magic techniques more quickly and see through them, saving a great deal of time. This would allow him to lay a firmer foundation for the final step.
Therefore, he would make his first request to Mount Sumeru for this bell.
As for me hearing the chimes and Guan Wen's hearing them, he never even thought about it. He didn't feel he had the face or the standing for it. Three bells ringing together - it's a dream that no matter what posture you try, you can't achieve.
For millennia, within Buddhism itself, factions have been at each other's throats, and no revered master has ever accomplished such a feat. Today, the Three Jewels converging on Heavenly Execution Cliff was truly beyond his expectations.
A long, drawn-out sound.
Two echoes.
Three sounds like waking from a dream.
It feels like you've traveled a long way, and when you suddenly look back, you realize that you've already reached your destination.
The devilish intent of the sword pointing towards the furnace has vanished. In its place, there's a joyful and vibrant spark of excitement!
Knowing Bell helped him understand the magic arts. I heard that Knowing Bell further helped him to understand himself and not be led astray by demonic intentions. May Knowing Bell spread his teachings throughout the heavens and myriad worlds!
Unlike demons, unlike any existence, it belongs solely to Jiang Wang's path.
The originally reserved nine days for refining the jubilant fire were successfully accomplished on the second day with the help of the World-Honored One's three-hour protection.
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Everything is difficult at the beginning.
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Building upon the success of smelting fire with joy, three more chimes are added. The remaining anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock fires are practically unhindered, leaving only the need for meticulous refinement.
One hour, it was successfully refined.
Six hours later, Jiang Wang's sword pointed at the furnace. Seven flames of different emotions burned on it, circling and illuminating each other.
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He subdued these flames, gathering them all within his sword energy — strands and wisps of sword energy rapidly interweaving into tangible patterns, finally solidifying like sword energy ice crystals, sealing the seven threads of love flame within.
Square-shaped, pressed into the size of a lima bean.
Jiang Wang directly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.
And with a flick of his finger, he drew out the demonic intent of "seeing desire" from the Threefold Furnace and focused it onto his sword-finger once more. A new cycle of demon refinement began.
He had once practiced soul techniques like "Six Desires Bodhisattva" and used them as important combat methods for a long time. Compared to the first time he refined the Joy Demon's intent, refining this demonic intent felt more certain.
There are three hours of help, so it probably won't take a whole day this time.
Yet, that sword qi ice crystal sealed with seven strands of love fire entered his throat and landed within his Taoist body.
The intangible force diffuses.
Joy, anger, sorrow, contemplation, sadness, fear, and amazement!
When seven emotions enter the mind, all feelings become intense.
His face alternately wore expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. But his eyes remained forever veiled in crimson, keeping him perpetually lucid.
The sword qi, with ice crystals piercing through the layers of his body, met no resistance as it traveled straight to his heart. And from within that prison of his heart, a celestial being with golden and silver eyes and an expressionless face emerged.
One side is intensely turbulent, the other is utterly apathetic.
They met inside the body!
The sword qi of seven strands of love, sealed within the ice crystals, fell into the heart prison. And the celestial form imagined by the willpower, soared all the way, flying out from Jiang Wang's crimson right eye, before soaring through the hall of rituals.
Its body, the size of a thumb, leaped higher than Jiang Wang.
Wu Bing and Gongsun Buhai both watched silently, their duty was only to observe, with no guidance or interference. As long as Jiang Wang didn't fall to demonic influence, they wouldn't do anything.
But even Wu Bing, known for his stern countenance, blinked several times.
This Master Jiang is truly... surprising. Surprising again and again.
Every step was unexpected, yet so natural. And as I took each one, the distant horizon I had initially gazed upon... seemed to be within reach.
Jiang Wang's main body is focused on refining demons. In the situation of intense emotions boiling over, he has to maintain the stillness of cultivation, especially under immense challenges.
But a person in the midst of worldly affairs, unperturbed by the many distractions of the world, unconcerned with so much noise, focusing on their own world of cultivation, isn't that also difficult
Ginger has always done that.
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Today is just yesterday.
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He was focused on refining his "Desire's Fire," sitting there like a Buddha.
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Tian Ren Fa Xiang merely glanced at the Dharma Hall, then stood before Jiang Wang, facing him, and slowly closed his eyes.
The celestial human Dharma appearance, the sun and moon mark between the brows, emits a faint frost glow.
The world's clear and turbid are divided into two, the earthly yin, the heavenly yang, the moon for frost.
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The power of the moon shrouds it.
The power of the Three Realms Palace did not stop him.
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He sank to the bottom of this Dharma Hall, penetrating the entire Sky Punishment Cliff, sinking almost infinitely. All the way to...the bottom of the Weng Chuan River, the abyss of Huangquan!
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