Chapter 1234 - 409: Third Layer of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, Five Spirits and Five Qi (Ten-Thousand-Word - ) Part 3

Chapter 1234: Chapter 409: Third Layer of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, Five Spirits and Five Qi (Ten-Thousand-Word Chapter) Part 3

Wang Guiyuan tightened his face, forcing himself to control his expression.

Zhuo Baojie, on the other hand, was stunned on the spot.

Because that figure, aside from its immense size, was extremely similar to Elder Zhuo of the Celestial Master Mansion, who never assumed human form.

It was clearly a gigantic panda.

Not the adorably clumsy sort of ordinary panda, but rather one that exuded a pressing aura; all over its body, black and white alike were woven from black?and?white flames and flowing water.

And beneath the surface of that black?and?white body, Lei Jun and the other two could all sense a brilliance and power like the stars contained within, as if gathering strength for a sudden burst.

Just like Yuan Mobai himself.

"The Yin Yang Star Sovereign Law Image—worthy of its name."

Lei Jun’s face did not change: "Still, just as the Ninth Heaven Thunder Ancestor Dharma is often called the Yang Thunder Dragon, and the Nine Abyss Flame Ancestral Dharma is often called the Yin Fire Tiger, Master, for this Yin Yang Star Sovereign Law Image of yours, we might also give it another name, for example... Yin Yang Bear?"

At his side, Wang Guiyuan now twisted his face away, turning his head to look aside.

Behind him, his disciple Zhuo Baojie had originally been in a big?eyes?stare?small?eyes face?off with that gigantic Yin Yang Star Sovereign Law Image; on hearing this, he turned back to look at his own honored master.

In his gaze, already highly humanized, the colors that surfaced at this moment were easy to read:

You’re at least a Celestial Master of the Taoist Sect, a true giant in your own right—Master, can you please be a bit more mature?

From the Heaven’s Sight Earth’s Hearing Talisman that was conversing with Chu Kun, waves of coughing sounded.

Elder Chu of the Celestial Master Mansion hardly needed to guess; he already knew what his Sect Leader senior brother was about to say.

Because he was thinking the same thing.

Only, he would not actually say it out loud the way Lei Jun did...

The calmest of all was instead Yuan Mobai.

"You..."

He looked at his own gigantic Yin Yang Star Sovereign Law Image, then at Lei Jun, whose expression was solemn and utterly serious, and in the end only sighed softly.

Master, with your Yin Yang Star Sovereign Law Image in this shape, even if I don’t call it that, people out there will still bring it up... Lei Jun didn’t feel the slightest embarrassment.

With three generations present together, after a few lighthearted exchanges, Yuan Mobai asked about the current situation outside.

Lei Jun and Wang Guiyuan each in turn introduced the important people and events of the past few years.

After listening, Yuan Mobai mused, "In the Great Tang Mortal Realm, these past few years have been peaceful and stable, a rare chance to recuperate and rest. But in other places the waves have never ceased, gradually gathering into dark currents that, sooner or later, will also spread to the Great Tang..."

Lei Jun said, "This disciple holds the same judgment. For now, we can only apply ourselves wholeheartedly to advancing our own cultivation."

Just as Yuan Mobai had said, ever since the battle of Luoyang, the Tang Dynasty Human Realm itself had welcomed a rare stretch of tranquil days.

Within Mount Longhu of Tang’s Celestial Master Mansion, it was the same.

Not only Zhuo Baojie and Yuan Mobai, who both calmed their minds to cultivate and broke through one after another; the others in the Mansion likewise devoted themselves to cultivation.

The Surge of Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi in the Tang Mortal Realm had lasted longer and longer; for cultivators here, it was a rare opportunity that everyone hoped to seize.

Right after Yuan Mobai achieved the realm of Great Vehicle High Immortal and the world came to offer congratulations, Disciple of the Celestial Master Mansion of Mount Longhu of Tang, Zhang Jingzhen, also returned from Great Unity to the Mortal World.

After congratulating her Martial Uncle Yuan Mobai on his improved cultivation, Zhang Jingzhen reported to the Mansion and likewise began a closed?door seclusion.

She was beginning her final preparations for charging into the Eighth Heavenly Layer.

Though she did not dare claim absolute certainty, Zhang Jingzhen’s personal intuition this time told her that her chance of success was actually greater than when she went from the Sixth Heavenly Layer to the Seventh.

Even though that was the boundary between the Middle Three Heavens and the Upper Three Heavens, as cultivation realms rise, in the end the higher you go, the harder it becomes.

Only Zhang Jingzhen herself was not the same person she had been then.

Ever since she let go of certain things back then, Zhang Jingzhen could faintly feel that her state of mind had grown more peaceful, which in turn favored her cultivation.

Not only Lei Jun, even Chu Kun had broken through to the Eighth Heavenly Layer faster than she had, but Zhang Jingzhen’s heart showed no great fluctuations over this.

She still cultivated calmly according to her own rhythm.

If one had to say that someone from the outside world stirred her, it was not Chu Kun, and not even the Chen Yi who was said to have appeared in the Earth Sea in recent years.

It was that so?called Western White Emperor of the Great Ming Mortal Realm Taoist Nation, the former Sect Leader of the Ming Shushan Sect, Han Qingtao.

As a High Merit Elder of the Celestial Master Mansion on Mount Longhu of Tang, Zhang Jingzhen had access to most of the information and secrets coming from outside.

Learning about matters concerning the Mortal Tao Country of Great Ming was nothing unusual for her.

Upon hearing about Han Qingtao, Zhang Jingzhen felt a myriad of emotions.

It was as if she were looking at a fully strengthened version of herself.

Talent and aptitude, the achievements attained, and even ambition.

Both were noblewomen of the Royal Family by birth, both had opened up a different path by devoting themselves to a Sacred Land of the Taoist Sect, and both hoped to distinguish themselves walking this other road.

In a certain sense, Zhang Jingzhen had failed—and then let go.

Han Qingtao had succeeded, but as for what the future would hold, it was still hard to say at present.

Looking into her own heart, Zhang Jingzhen asked herself: if she had not let go back then, and then learned of all that Han Qingtao had done, would she feel envy and yearning?

Would she think that this was the exact image she herself dreamed of becoming?

She shook her head slightly, banishing such stray thoughts from her mind.

Right now, the other woman seeks to establish a Mortal Tao Country, and, just like Huang Xuanpu before, covets our sect’s Ancestral Altar of Wanfa Sect and Celestial Master Seal—she is a potential great enemy of our sect.

And she, Zhang Jingzhen, even if her strength is inferior, is nonetheless utterly incompatible with the other, like ice and coals that cannot share one furnace.

What she should be thinking of right now is only this: to focus entirely on her own cultivation.

Settling her mind, Zhang Jingzhen began her new round of seclusion.

A closed death?seclusion.

Lei Jun and the other high?level figures of the Mansion, upon receiving her report, of course raised no objections.

He himself likewise cultivated with a calm mind, while at the same time using the power of the Remnants of the Primeval Heavens to sacrifice?refine and Warming and Nurturing his Magical Treasures.

In cultivation, one loses all sense of the length of years.

Time flew by swiftly.

After the advent of summer, Lei Jun passed his seventy?sixth birthday.

Then, as the new year’s end approached, he presided over the new Talisman?bestowed ceremony held once every six years.