Although he was a little disappointed that Senior Moro had dismissed him, he didn't overthink it. After all, this world was full of wonders, and perhaps his cultivation level was not enough to keep the secret.

After jumping down from the top of Wudang Mountain, Chen Yuan saw Zuo Chengzong, who had been waiting for him. Zuo Chengzong was surprised to see Chen Yuan come out so quickly.

"Brother Chen... Did you finish so quickly?"

He thought that Chen Yuan had deliberately sent him away because there was something important to say.

"I finished, so I came down, naturally."

Chen Yuan smiled and did not reveal anything about Moro. Although he was still somewhat surprised by the real identity of Moro,

he did not show too much on the surface.

Zuo Chengzong nodded slightly, with many doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask too much. From Chen Yuan's attitude just now, he could tell that this matter was probably very important.

However, what he didn't know was that even Chen Yuan himself didn't know the full story.

"In that case, Brother Chen, why don't we find a secluded place to discuss the Dao?" Zuo Chengzong mentioned the matter they had agreed upon earlier.

"Of course!"

Chen Yuan agreed with a smile.

Then, under Zuo Chengzong's guidance, the two of them went straight to a small peak in the back mountain of Wudang Mountain, where they sat cross-legged solemnly.

Zuo Chengzong took the lead and explained his understanding of cultivation, especially focusing on the Lightning Arts, which Chen Yuan found very impressive, feeling that Zuo Chengzong deserved the title of 'exceptionally talented'.

In the future, he had a great possibility of achieving the Yang Shen True Lord realm.

After Zuo Chengzong finished speaking, Chen Yuan still felt a bit unsatisfied. The 'Lightning Arts' were definitely an aspect he had never touched before.

It was also a supplement to his cultivation path.

After all, Senior Moro had said that there were myriad mysteries in the world, but in reality, they all led to the same destination, inseparable from the word 'Dao'. The Buddhist Dao was Dao, the Demonic Dao was Dao, the Heretical Dao was Dao, and everything in the world was Dao!

What Zuo Chengzong described was the Dao of Lightning, while Chen Yuan described his own martial Dao, the Intent of the Saber, the Intent of the Fist, the Intent of the Sword, the Intent of Killing, all inseparable from the Intent of the Martial Dao.

Chen Yuan's unique approach also made Zuo Chengzong thoughtful, because what he said was roughly similar to what the patriarch had said, which made him even more admire Chen Yuan.

With just a Dan realm cultivation, he had such a deep understanding, which made him feel a little out of reach.

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...

"Speak."

On the top of Wudang Mountain, after Chen Yuan's figure completely disappeared, the Old Celestial Master looked solemnly at the former Lingshan Buddhist monk, the mysterious Moro in front of him.

The Old Celestial Master was no stranger to the name Ksitigarbha, although he had never dealt with him. They were both at the peak of the Yang Shen realm and had heard of the name. After all, the Western Regions were far away, but they were still within this world.

When he traveled the world in his early years, he had been to the Western Regions and was shocked by the power of Lingshan. There were several Bodhisattvas at the True Lord level alone, and no less than ten Yuanshen Refinement Arhats below.

It could definitely be called the number one immortal sect in the world.

And this was only the apparent strength of the other party. How strong they truly were was still unknown. No immortal sect in the Central Plains could possibly be a match for such power.

Unless the Daoist sects united, they could contend. However, that was even more impossible.

And the ambitions of Buddhism were obviously more than that. After completely controlling the Western Regions, whose territory was comparable to half of the Central Plains, they began to enter the Central Plains. He had heard that even overseas had monks travel far to spread the Dharma.

He originally thought that Buddhism was united, but now it seemed that was not the case. According to his knowledge, the Lingshan Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had already passed away and reincarnated.

Then who was the Moro in front of him?

It seemed that there were still world secrets he didn't know.

The white-robed Moro nodded slightly, took a step forward, and his Yuanshen directly merged into the portal in front of him, entering this secret realm, facing the Wudang Old Celestial Master. After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth and said:

"Does the Daoist friend know of the Immortal Realm?"

"I know."

The Old Celestial Master nodded slightly. He was the current Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain, and the immortal sect had a long inheritance, so he should know some secrets that ordinary people didn't know.

The Immortal Realm was one of them.

And the 'Refining Void into Dao' realm was called a terrestrial immortal. When the opportunity arrived, his cultivation would be enough to ascend to the Immortal Realm and leave the mortal world.

"Then does the Daoist friend know why, after Emperor Chu Taizu's cultivation reached the peak of the mortal world a thousand years ago, he suddenly disappeared without a trace only a few decades after establishing the country?"

"Ascension?"

The Old Celestial Master raised his eyebrows and asked.

"If it was really ascension, the former Chu could not have been destroyed. In fact, as far as this humble monk knows, there is only one person in this world in thousands of years who had the possibility of ascension."

"Emperor Wu?"

"Indeed."

"What exactly does Daoist Moro want to say?" The Old Celestial Master stared at the other party and asked.

"The Immortal Realm is not to be entered."

"Why?"

"The mortal world is like a chessboard, and all living beings are like chess pieces. Neither you nor I are the chess players. How can a chess piece enjoy longevity? If the Daoist friend ascends to the Immortal Realm in the future,

there will only be death and the dissipation of the Dao."

"Does the Daoist friend think that just your word can disrupt my Dao heart?" The Old Celestial Master frowned and looked at Moro.

Moro sighed lightly: "The main reason why this humble monk betrayed Buddhism is because of this. Moreover, hasn't the Daoist friend really noticed anything?"

The Old Celestial Master's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said:

"Is this what you wanted Chen Yuan to come to the mountain to tell me?"

"In fact, the Daoist friend already had doubts about this in his heart. This humble monk is just telling you this matter more clearly. What happened a thousand years ago was a big event,

but it was all covered up by the secrets of heaven. Even the Wudang Immortal Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, cannot know about the events of that year."

"It seems that Lingshan was involved in it?"

"Yes, that's why this humble monk left Buddhism, vowing to destroy Lingshan and re-establish Buddhism. Buddhism speaks of equality for all living beings, but some people have forgotten one thing, only knowing that all living beings are equal under Buddha."

"Then according to the Daoist friend, what should we do?"

The Old Celestial Master asked with a calm expression.

"First overthrow the imperial court, then attack the Immortal Realm!"

Moro said in a deep voice.

"The imperial court?"

"The eight hundred years of the Xiang family's dynasty of the former Chu will not be so easily overthrown. There must be immortals involved in this. When the former Chu was destroyed,

I believe the Daoist friend also noticed it, right?"

The Old Celestial Master was silent. When the former Chu was destroyed, he did feel something was wrong, because the former Chu was destroyed too quickly. Even if the experts of the Jianghu attacked together, the destruction was still not quite right.

Now, Moro's words made him realize it.

"If it is really as the Daoist friend says, and even a cultivation like Emperor Chu Taizu could only fall, does the Daoist friend think that just you and I can presumptuously talk about attacking the immortals?" The Old Celestial Master frowned.

"It's not just you and I. At that time, I think there will be Daoist friends who will take action. There cannot be only this humble monk who has noticed the abnormality in the changes of the world. Moreover,

this humble monk feels that although the Immortal Realm is strong, it is not without a glimmer of hope."

"What makes the Daoist friend say this?"

Moro: "After Emperor Chu Taizu disappeared, the former Chu still stood for eight hundred years. This humble monk feels that there are also secrets in this."

The Old Celestial Master's face was uncertain, and he said in a deep voice:

"Is the Daoist friend not afraid that I will reveal your appearance?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Oh? Does the Daoist friend have any reliance?"

The Old Celestial Master raised his head and stared at the Yuanshen body in front of him, asking with some curiosity.

"Because with the Daoist friend's style, you would not do such a thing. Moreover, everything I said before was from the bottom of my heart. If this humble monk falls,

Wudang Mountain will not exist for too long, and you and I, these Sixth Realm cultivators, will eventually be eliminated one by one."

Moro's expression was fearless.

"I will carefully consider what the Daoist friend said." The Old Celestial Master did not immediately agree to establish an alliance with the other party because of Moro's words.

He couldn't be led by the nose by the other party.

Because whether the other party's words were true or false, he couldn't be completely sure now. He needed time to judge the right and wrong.

"It doesn't matter, Daoist friend can consider for some time, but this humble monk feels that the time left for us will not be too long." Moro raised his head and looked at a void in the sky and said.

"Hmm?"

"The decline of the imperial court was planted as early as when the country was established. The time for the world to be in chaos will not be long. When the flames of war rise, this humble monk prophesies that it will be the day when the Immortal Realm descends."

"So, I'm afraid the Daoist friend has already made preparations in advance, right?"

The Old Celestial Master changed his tone.

Moro smiled mysteriously and asked: "What does the Daoist friend think of this Chen Yuan?"

Recalling the young man from before, the Old Celestial Master pondered for a long time, with a solemn look on his face:

"He has the potential of a True Lord. If there is an opportunity in the future, he can also peek into the Sixth Realm."

When Chen Yuan saw him before, he felt at a glance the stable and restrained aura on Chen Yuan's body. The fortune around him was also extraordinary, and he could even suppress Cheng Zong.

His talent was the only one he had seen in his life.

No wonder Moro had been guarding this person's side all along. He must have high hopes for him.

"This humble monk feels that as long as Chen Yuan does not fall, he will definitely be a strong supporter for you and me in the future."

Moro said with great confidence.

As for falling...

With him around, as long as it wasn't a Sixth Realm immortal who took action, he could keep him safe. And the time he spent by his side would not be too long, because Chen Yuan was growing too fast.

His own fortune was also the first time he had seen it, and... it seemed to be faintly stronger than when he first met him!

Moro had always been very curious about this, because a person's fortune was determined by heaven, like Jiang He, who was born with a sword heart and had extraordinary fortune.

Someone like Chen Yuan, who gradually improved his own fortune, was really terrifying.

Because this meant that Chen Yuan's future growth would be faster and faster, and it would be difficult for him to encounter bottlenecks and waste time. This was also the reason why he gradually included him in his future plans.

In the future, when his cultivation gradually became more profound, if he had the blessing of the imperial dynasty's national fortune, Chen Yuan would probably be stronger than him.

He would definitely be a great help.

"What makes you say that?"

The Old Celestial Master was slightly surprised, not understanding why Moro had such confidence in this person. The Sixth Realm was already known as an immortal, and not everyone could enter it.

Even the few people on the current Supreme Ranking, the Old Celestial Master only felt that Ye Xiangnan had a good chance. The others were also extraordinary, but if they were to break through the Yang Shen Heavenly Barrier and advance to the Sixth Realm, it would be a bit difficult.

Even he had spent two hundred years to understand this realm and advance to the Sixth Realm a hundred years ago.

So he didn't understand where Moro's confidence came from.

"Daoist friend, just wait and see."

"Alright, then I will wait and see."

"In addition to Chen Yuan, that benefactor Zuo Chengzong whom the Daoist friend has cultivated also has the hope of breaking through to the Sixth Realm in the future."

"Daoist Moro has overestimated him. Cheng Zong is still much inferior to Chen Yuan. It is already not easy to have a Yang Shen cultivation in the future. One should not talk rashly about the Sixth Realm."

The Old Celestial Master responded calmly.

Moro turned his head and glanced at the Zhenwu Hall outside the secret realm, smiling mysteriously, as if he had seen through Zuo Chengzong's origin. This look made the Old Celestial Master's heart sink, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. After pondering for a moment, he said:

"I hope Daoist Moro will not reveal this matter."

"Of course, this humble monk is not a talkative person. If Benefactor Zuo really has the opportunity to break through, it will also be a blessing for the world." Moro put his hands together.

"Hmm."

The two sides were silent for a moment, and Moro suddenly spoke:

"This humble monk came here this time, in addition to informing the Daoist friend about the Immortal Realm, I also want to ask the Daoist friend for a favor."

"Daoist friend, please speak."

The Old Celestial Master's gaze gradually became solemn. From the moment the other party saw some of Zuo Chengzong's secrets at a glance, he knew that this person was definitely not as simple as he appeared to be.

He was even stronger than him, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless.

"This humble monk wants to..."

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...

While Moro and the Old Celestial Master of Wudang Mountain were discussing important matters, Chen Yuan and Zuo Chengzong's discussion of the Dao had also ended. The two sides had discussed the Dao for half an hour. Although the time was not long, both of them had gained a lot.

Zuo Chengzong was also different from others. Before, when he discussed the Dao with Chen Yuan, either his cultivation was too much stronger than him, or his cultivation was too much lower than him. There were very few who were on par with him.

Being able to discuss the Dao with such a Daoist friend was also a worthwhile trip for Chen Yuan.

Zuo Chengzong's understanding of the Lightning Arts was very profound, even pointing directly to the great truth, which also allowed Chen Yuan to see the terror of a personally passed down disciple of the immortal sect.

And for Zuo Chengzong, the discussion of the Dao today was also the same.

After the discussion of the Dao, Moro still hadn't returned, so Chen Yuan didn't rush to go down the mountain. Instead, at Zuo Chengzong's invitation, he decided to stay here for one night.

To appreciate the foundation of the immortal sect.

The Seven Sons of Wudang, rumored in the Jianghu, Chen Yuan didn't see all of them, only the Seventh Son, Zhang Zhenren. The other party was very kind to Chen Yuan, and didn't put on the airs of a Transforming Yang True Man at all.

In the conversation, after Zuo Chengzong obtained Chen Yuan's permission, he also revealed to that Zhang Zhenren that he had become the JIn Envoy of Liang Province, and that he was here to take office.

Facing the people of the government and Zuo Chengzong's friend, that Zhang Zhenren also expressed to Chen Yuan that if there was any trouble in the future, he could find Wudang Mountain.

Even Wei Jinfeng, the King of Beiliang, would give Wudang Mountain some face.

Chen Yuan expressed his gratitude.

Wudang Mountain had goodwill towards him, and Chen Yuan would naturally not reciprocate with malice. He would treat the other party with courtesy.

That night, Chen Yuan stayed in Wudang Mountain's superior guest room. The heaven and earth vitality around him was exceptionally rich, but he had no intention of cultivating. He had been thinking about why Moro hadn't returned yet.

What exactly were they chatting about with that Zhang Tianshi?

Thinking about some of the things he knew today, Chen Yuan could be sure that the Old Celestial Master at the top of Wudang Mountain must be a terrestrial immortal. Otherwise, Senior Moro wouldn't be like this.

Because only martial artists of the same realm could truly treat each other equally.

As for his true cultivation, not many people knew, so he was vaguely known as the first on the Supreme Ranking.

Perhaps Ye Xiangnan knew this clearly, so he didn't list the Old Celestial Master in it.

It wasn't until almost midnight that Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and stared ahead, saying:

"Senior is back?"

"The discussion of the Dao was delayed for some time, which made the Daoist friend wait for a long time." The figure of the white-robed Moro slowly walked out of the void and appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

It could be considered as revealing some information to Chen Yuan.

However, Chen Yuan naturally wouldn't believe this. He didn't think that Senior Moro had come to Wudang Mountain and deliberately sent everyone away just to discuss the Dao with that Old Celestial Master.

There must be some unspeakable great secrets in this.

But if Moro didn't say it, he wouldn't ask too much. He just smiled and said:

"Senior is hiding very deeply. This junior never thought that Senior would actually be the former head of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Lingshan, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"The past is gone, everything has dissipated with the wind. Just like the words I said before, the Lingshan Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has fallen. Now this humble monk is Moro."

Moro put his hands together, and an invisible force of compassion radiated from his body.

"Senior is right. It's just that this junior is still a little curious. Could it be that after Senior was suppressed by those people in Lingshan, they selected another Bodhisattva?

If that's really the case, then Lingshan's foundation is too deep."

"Lingshan's foundation is indeed very deep, but that later Bodhisattva..." Moro thought of that short figure and sighed softly: "That Bodhisattva's origin is a bit different. He is not from Lingshan."

"Then who is it?"

Chen Yuan asked.

Moro pointed in a direction and said:

"That Bodhisattva is from Southern Border."

"Could it be a demon race?"

Chen Yuan looked at Moro's actions and subconsciously asked.

If it was before, he naturally wouldn't have thought so, but today when he went up the mountain, he had seen the cranes of Wudang Mountain. According to Zuo Chengzong, it seemed that other immortal sects also had town sect spirit beasts.

Moreover, Moro said that it was Southern Border. There, in addition to the Prince of Zhennan and his subordinates, there were more demon races that people feared.

"That's right."

Listening to Moro's accurate answer, Chen Yuan's eyes were quite surprised and curious. He didn't expect that even the demon race could be openly called a Bodhisattva. Lingshan was really different.

"Can Senior tell me about this person's origin?"

Chen Yuan was a little curious.

Moro pondered for a moment and said:

"This demon was originally a Great Sage of the Southern Border demon race, and his combat power was unparalleled in the world. But for some reason, he was extremely hostile to Buddhism. Five hundred years ago, he led the demon tribes of the Southern Border across the southwestern Jedi, wanting to attack the Western Regions by surprise and destroy Lingshan.

It's a pity that two fists are hard to match four hands. This demon was suppressed at the bottom of Lingshan by this humble monk and Manjusri and others. After hundreds of years of Buddhist light, his ferocity gradually disappeared, and finally he converted to Buddhism."

Chen Yuan frowned, feeling shocked by the power of Buddhism's conversion. Since that Great Demon had led the demon tribes to attack Lingshan, he must have had great grievances.

But after the transformation, he was able to finally convert to Buddhism and become one of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Lingshan. It had to be said that this was an ironic thing for that Great Demon.

And Lingshan had obtained a great help.

"It seems that Lingshan's plans are very big." Chen Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Western Regions, Central Plains, Southern Border, and he had heard that there was also the overseas Dongying. If there were also the Northern Border barbarians, then it would be too terrifying.