Chapter 839 - 399: Farewell, Li Miaoyin! True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao

Chapter 839: Chapter 399: Farewell, Li Miaoyin! True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao

All laws are impermanent, only Mr. Nian remains.

Thought gives birth to law, the myriad forms arise accordingly.

Some say that when heaven and earth recede into the chaos of void, only one thought remains, which can be referred to as Taichu, or as the Dao...

The so-called Pangu splitting heaven and earth is an outer scenery, namely, the explosion of that Taichu thought.

With one thought arises the beginning of myriad forms.

To cultivate is to annihilate all postnatal thoughts, and from the Innate Primordial Spirit, comprehend the original thought.

For this reason, born in the Red Dust, whether ordinary people or cultivators, whoever can control their thoughts can act as they wish, unrestrained and free.

The Vice Sect Leader of the Wuwei Sect, whose Dao name is Mr. Nian, shows the terrifying nature of his cultivation, ranking among the top five in the world.

Back then, he challenged Chu Chaoran, trapped in Deserted Mountain of Yujing City for over ten years.

Only recently did he break free and dissolve that thought tribulation.

"This person is actually the Vice Sect Leader of the Wuwei Sect?" Fang Changle was deeply taken aback, standing in place for a long time without recovering.

In that instant’s impression, he was just a youth of similar age to him, with skin pale to the point of illness, as if deprived of sunlight’s nourishment for years.

Such a person turns out to be the Vice Sect Leader of the legendary Wuwei Sect.

It should be known, the current Wuwei Sect is leaderless, without a true Sect Leader; in other words, this person is the foremost in the Wuwei Sect.

"Even he came here." Zhang Fan’s face grew solemn.

With Jiang Yunxian, the Lord of the Profound Palace, arriving, now even this Vice Sect Leader of the Wuwei Sect is here.

At this moment, Zhang Fan finally felt the unusual nature of this apprentice recruitment ceremony.

"What does the Wuwei Sect intend? Bringing such heavyweight masters..." Fang Changle couldn’t help but say, "Could it be they’re here to challenge the field?"

"Challenge the field? Challenge what field?" Zhang Fan glanced sideways: "Unless they’re crazy."

Not to mention Chu Chaoran in the Pure Yang Realm, invincible under the heavens, who dares to challenge him?

Anyone coming for this apprentice ceremony, the Daoist Sects, noble families gather at Zhenwu Mountain; even more than half of the Sect Leaders of the Ten Great Mountain Gates might come, who would be so foolish to seek trouble at this moment?

"Then why are they here?" Fang Changle couldn’t restrain himself from asking.

Currently, near Zhenwu Mountain, within a radius of thirty miles, they are bound to be people from the Daoist Sect.

The Wuwei Sect appearing now? Too conspicuous.

"How should I know? I’m not from the Wuwei Sect." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and said.

"You’re not?" Fang Changle blurted out without thinking.

"Don’t talk nonsense."

Zhang Fan pursed his lips, picked up his luggage, suppressing the chaotic thoughts; after all, the sky can fall, but there’ll be tall men to hold it up. Although his cultivation is accomplished now, the struggles of such levels of existence are not yet his concern.

"Let’s go!"

As the two of them just walked out of the airport, a tall and beautiful figure entered their sight. Li Miaoyin, her hair tied in a ponytail, looked spirited and capable, with long, snow-white legs particularly eye-catching; she seemed slimmer after not seeing her for a while, though her complexion appeared more flushed.

"Your wife." Fang Changle signaled.

Without a word, Zhang Fan walked over with his luggage.

"When are you going to drink celebratory wine?"

As soon as they met, Li Miaoyin asked.

"Drink what celebratory wine?" Zhang Fan was momentarily surprised.

"With Yu Xuanji." Li Miaoyin said indifferently.

"That joke isn’t funny, and it’s a long story." Zhang Fan shook his head.

Seeing his expression was unusual, Li Miaoyin did not say more, took Zhang Fan’s luggage in one hand, and led the way ahead.

"Why is no one carrying my luggage?" Fang Changle followed behind, muttering softly.

...

On the road, Li Miaoyin drove the car, after hearing Zhang Fan’s narration, her beautiful brows knitted, her eyes also showing a trace of heaviness.

In the back seat, Fang Changle remained silent.

That day, at the Hundred Thousand Mountains battle, he, along with Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, arrived later, knowing less about Zhang Fan’s situation compared to Li Miaoyin, not even as much as Zhang Wuming.

Divine Demon Holy Embryo, Great Night, Divine Separation Avoiding Tribulation, Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, Unity of God and Escape from Tribulation, Three Corpses Cause Calamity...

These incidents, interconnected and continuous, have created the current unsolvable situation, constituted the hidden great tribulation, and also made Zhang Fan, who now shoulders two techniques.

"So you mean your Three Corpses Gods are entangled with Yu Xuanji." Li Miaoyin spoke with seriousness.

"Nine out of ten." Zhang Fan replied coldly.

Although he now uses the Divine Demon Holy Embryo to counteract the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, preventing the Three Corpses Gods from exploiting a loophole, that phenomenon persistently hides within the Profound Cultivation, destined to be a future catastrophe.

This is precisely the most terrifying tribulation of the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, once the Three Corpses Cause Calamity, with the original Primordial Spirit, akin to Yin and Yang, like life and death, like heaven and earth, akin to Divine Demon.

No matter the distance, they can sense and entangle.

At present, that phenomenon is Zhang Fan’s greatest tribulation.

"The Three Corpses Illuminating Fate is indeed so mysterious."

Fang Changle couldn’t help but marvel; although he is a Maoshan inheritor, he knows very little about this legendary Supreme Inner Elixir Method.

"If it weren’t for its mystery, how could the Three Corpses Daoist of yore have been regarded as the world’s foremost master!?" Li Miaoyin drove the car with a focused tone.

"How did the Three Corpses Daoist cultivate such a technique back then?" Fang Changle asked eagerly.

Being the world’s foremost master, he must have truly cultivated the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, solving the Three Corpses Calamity.

"That is likely his greatest secret." Zhang Fan said solemnly.

The Three Corpses Daoist, one of the very few in history genuinely mastering the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, after his death, that greatest secret is likely never to be known again.