Chapter 106 Qing Qiang's Sacrifice

"Has the Qing Qiang Sacrifice ended?"

The Donghua Celestial Maiden used her divine sense to perceive her surroundings. She found nothing unusual, and even the aura of the heavenly ghosts had completely disappeared. Mount Wawu appeared in its true form, and the magnificent Qingyang Taoist Palace left her speechless.

"Using the art of wish power, I can easily bring you here. Note that this is a false world, the world where the source of Tao lies, a place of response born from countless wishes and prayers. The Qingyang Taoist Palace exists, but it is not in real history, only in people's fantasies and oral legends."

The black-clothed Ji Xiang explained the source of everything before her to the Donghua Celestial Maiden:

"The Qing Qiang Sacrifice has ended. The Qingyang sacrificed in this last offering is the original one of the Tao."

The Donghua Celestial Maiden frowned, somewhat unable to understand the meaning of his words.

Qingyang? Was it the broken-horned Qingyang as large as a mountain that she had seen when she was summoned back with the help of wish power?

"What is that Qingyang? Is it also fake? Qingyang is one of the Tao? What is one of the Tao?"

The matter here was beyond her comprehension. Even though she had followed a Tianxin powerhouse of Qing Tongjun's level, she could not make sense of the situation here. Following Ji Xiang's words, she had an idea in her mind. As that thought arose, something seemed to respond within the void.

Clang! Suddenly, the sound of a sword suppressed that thought of Donghua. The Donghua Celestial Maiden saw a black long sword flash before her eyes. The long sword had the horns of a dragon, was mighty and unmatched. Just a glance at it almost eliminated the thoughts in her heart instantly.

"The Duanmo Male Sword can cut off all forms and spirits. Things formed by souls and wish power can also be targeted at the root of these three intangible things. What you saw when the sword fell was the thing you could not see or feel being cut off."

The black-clothed Ji Xiang warned the Donghua Celestial Maiden, "In the world of origin, do not let your imagination run wild. The higher your realm, the more ancient your identity, the greater the response caused by the divine thoughts in your heart. That is the first thought, the beginning, the primordial, the source, one of the Tao."

"In the past, those who attained the One, the heavens attained the One and became clear, the earth attained the One and became peaceful, the gods attained the One and became divine, the valleys attained the One and became full, all things attained the One and came to life, and lords and kings attained the One and brought righteousness to the world."

"But some people will be confused by the Tao. What they see is not an illusion, but something truly born in the source because of their own thoughts. It can even penetrate into history, coexisting and eternally residing with the past and future years, and becoming an important part of it that cannot be erased."

"So, if one thought arises, then ten thousand thoughts arise. Starting from the first thought in your heart, no matter what you think, you will eventually fall into the confusion of 'Why am I here?' Denying your own existence, then... 'Ten thousand thoughts turn to ashes.' When ten thousand thoughts die, one thought dies, and you will become a part of the past history, and you will never be able to live in the real world, like this Qingyang Taoist Palace, existing only in the source world of people's oral prayers and legends."

The black-clothed Ji Xiang's words caused a sudden surge of fear in the Donghua Celestial Maiden's heart.

The fear came without a source and seemed to have no destination, coming and going emptily, but this departure seemed to take away all her emotions, leaving only the most fundamental sense of emptiness with nowhere to return.

"Ooh—" The Donghua Celestial Maiden clutched her chest, her expression turning pale.

"Be vigilant about your divine thoughts, do not release them randomly. Next, we will go to the depths of the Qingyang Palace. It is the dream of all dead people, and you may even see people you know."

"Hmm?" The Donghua Celestial Maiden steadied her breath, but she was confused by the black-clothed Ji Xiang's words. The black-clothed Ji Xiang chuckled, "The world of origin is prayer and wish power, it is the world in legends created by all sacrifices from the past to the future. The Taoist Palace can be passed down and appear in the history of the beginning of a religion, and naturally there are also past immortals who are passed down, dreaming long dreams in the legends."

"Taiyin, the Underworld, the Way of Ghosts, Immortality, Longevity, Cicada Molting, Borrowing Dreams. As an ancient immortal, you should be familiar with these words. Ancient cultivators admired the illusions of Yellow Millet and Nanke, believing that life is but a dream. Waking up from a dream in life is death, and waking up from a dream after death is life. No matter which side, it is just a Yellow Millet dream."

"Death within death is the birth of life again. This is the Yin and Yang they comprehended. At that time, many people were constantly exploring various methods of longevity. These people are collectively called Corpse-Releasing Immortals."

As the black-clothed Ji Xiang spoke, the Donghua Celestial Maiden gave an awkward smile:

"Corpse-Releasing Immortals, I really don't know much about them. I am not a Corpse-Releasing Immortal..."

As a disciple of Qing Tongjun, one of the Four Celestial Maidens, and unlike the Beihan Celestial Maiden, the Donghua Celestial Maiden had only lived one lifetime. Her remnant soul entered the True Spirit Position Chart. In ancient times, she was a proper celestial immortal, a legitimate "Flying Celestial" who consumed immortal herbs.

"It doesn't matter. I summoned you here because you are good at dream arts. So, now you and I enter the dream of all dead people. For us, it is just a Yellow Millet dream. But if we don't know dream arts, once the dead people wake up, we will become Yellow Millet and dissipate."

"Use the Linghui Dream Granting Technique to transform you and me into dream people first. Dream people entering dreams, even if the Yellow Millet is broken, we will have our own dream existence and can return."

"You transform me, and I transform you. The dreams of the two are intertwined, so that they will not be scattered by external dreams."

This was a method of using a dream within a dream to fix each other in a new dream. The Donghua Celestial Maiden heard that the matter was important and did not dare to be negligent. She and the black-clothed Ji Xiang used the Linghui Dream Granting Technique on each other, and then the figures of the two twisted in place and transformed into dream people.

After entering the state of a dream person, the sky and the shadow seemed to replace each other.

"The Qingyang Palace is gone."

The Donghua Celestial Maiden was surprised to find that the world of origin had disappeared, and where she was now was a ten-thousand-foot Yin City even more magnificent than the Qingyang Taoist Palace.

The Qingyang Palace was filled with monstrous demonic energy, while this place was filled with gloomy Yin energy, steaming and surging. Countless stone coffins hung between the heavens and the earth in the great city, and each stone coffin exuded the aura of an immortal!

However, the immortal aura was full of a rotten smell, like those fake immortals in the world who had only cultivated a part of the power of an immortal without cultivating the form of an immortal. The form of a mortal could not support the great power of an immortal, so the fake immortals would become increasingly corrupt and eventually turn into dust.

And the things in the stone coffins in front of her were certainly not fake immortals.

"Corpse-Releasing Immortals!"

The Donghua Celestial Maiden understood the dream of the dead. It turned out that in the world of origin, in the prayers of the past and future, there were always people who were forgotten, people who were erased, and people whose identities were reversed. But with the constant legends of later generations, there were always people who were described as deceased immortals. They were like people who filled in the legendary stories, and were constructed bit by bit.

In addition to this, there were some real corpse releasers. They revered the Yellow Millet Dream, revered the Nanke Technique, and believed that death again and again was the rebirth of life. They threw themselves into the illusion, believing that the imperfect self was just a dream. The dream would wake up, and waking up would be better.

If they woke up and it was still not good.

Then this was still a dream, and the dream would wake up again.

"The world of immortality has always been chaotic, and it has been like this since ancient times. This kind of dream Tao is actually the method of Zhuangzi during the Warring States period."

"The emergence of the Golden Elixir Great Tao was instead a heresy, because it established a real path to the heavens, clarified the chaotic and unsystematic immortality, and lowered the threshold for cultivation, so that some people who should have been mortals also had magic power."

"Therefore, the years become clearer towards the future and more chaotic towards the past. The past has long been unrecognizable, and there is a fixed path to the future, which is the Golden Elixir Great Tao. What it passes through is the real history."

"You are an ancient immortal and do not cultivate the Golden Elixir Tao, but you possess demonic energy. The sacrifices of the Demon King are also products of the Golden Elixir Great Tao. All the Taoist scriptures are not inherited from the past to the future, but most of them are traced back from the future to the past."

"So don't be confused, because the things in front of you have never existed in the future."

Seeing that the Donghua Celestial Maiden's spirit was beginning to become somewhat abnormal, the black-clothed Ji Xiang quickly reminded her, after all, he still needed her to maintain his dream existence. If the Donghua Celestial Maiden also collapsed, then his trip to this Yin City would be meaningless.

There must be a fixed anchor point, it stays in the years, not necessarily constant, but at least it must be able to withstand the scouring and test of certain years.

Then, in the depths of this ten-thousand-foot Yin City, the Confucian Tianxin, who was covered in golden light, also saw the two who had broken in here.

He saw Ji Xiang in black at a glance, and in the eyes of the Tianxin powerhouse, what he saw was not the existence in front of him, but the people within the distant future or a certain past.

"Your past is a mess."

"Your future has not yet happened."

"I thought it would be the Arctic True Man who came here, but what came was something I didn't want to see... Are you that Qingyang?"

The voice of the golden Tianxin powerhouse sounded directly in Ji Xiang's heart.

"Jade Purity Evil."

"Wrong." The black-clothed Ji Xiang retorted, and firmly said:

"Qingyang is not a Jade Purity Evil."

"Jade Purity itself is an evil."

"So I will recreate Jade Purity."

"Recalculate the Dayan."