Chapter 15 Perhaps

'How is this possible…'

Zhang Longfu's mind reeled, almost unable to control himself.

He was merely of average talent. In the words of the Celestial Master's Residence, he was one in a million, perhaps a hero in a city or region.

But You Province alone had a population of over ten billion, and to the northwest were the Nine Provinces. The Great Zhou Dynasty Court ruled over seventy-two provinces, and the Southern Continent had three great imperial dynasties, with countless other forces besides.

The world had four continents, and these four continents accounted for only eleven-fourths of the seas. And above the heavens, there were six layers...

The heavens and earth were too vast.

Looking at the world, there were too many people like him, too insignificant and trivial compared to true heroes.

Even more so compared to the Celestial Masters of past generations who had left their mark on the ages...

But he had cultivated the Bagua Qimen (Eight Trigrams and Mystical Doors) for tens of thousands of years and would not mistake the aura of a supernatural power, let alone misidentify a person. It was absolutely impossible for him to be mistaken.

But…

Zhang Longfu's mind was in a daze. He clearly remembered that when he entered the mountain gate, that person had looked at the highest painting in the Ancestral Hall and said that the Ancestral Master was not in this realm...

"Zhang Longfu..."

Drawn from his memories, An Qisheng's gaze turned back to Zhang Longfu, becoming even more indifferent.

The information transmitted by his many incarnations would not make him a saint on the spot, but it was enough to make up for the shortcomings of his self-severed primordial spirit. At this moment, his divine will was complete.

The Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child) still needed to search through his memories bit by bit, but with a thought, the life trajectory of the person before him was already reflected in his mind with utmost clarity.

In this world, there were many prodigies, geniuses with unparalleled comprehension, born from the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, but there were even more ordinary people, the masses.

Zhang Longfu's heart was higher than the heavens, but ultimately, his luck was not good. If he hadn't been exposed by Lü Daoren, he wouldn't even have had the chance to use the Heavenly Blade Seven Kill Reversal Fate Technique and would have died silently in the hands of that Great Zhou Crown Prince.

The gap between the two was no longer something that could be bridged by hard cultivation...

"An-, Ancestral Master..."

Feeling the mountain-like gaze upon him, a sourness welled up in Zhang Longfu's heart, but he was unwilling to submit and lower his head:

"No, I have already been expelled by Zhuge and am no longer a member of the Celestial Master's Residence!"

Speaking to the end, Zhang Longfu suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes full of ferocity and unruliness: "You, whether you want to kill or flay me, do as you please!"

"You seem to have a deep-seated prejudice against your master."

An Qisheng naturally sensed the undisguised hatred in Zhang Longfu's tone.

"Indeed!"

As if pricked in his heart, Zhang Longfu suddenly stood up: "That Zhuge wretch is inhuman! If he despised my shallow talent, why did he accept me?!

Having accepted me, why did he discard me like worn-out shoes?!"

"Zhuge inherited his master's methods, yet he also pioneered his own path, combining the Bagua with the earth's meridians and celestial stars, pushing the art of calculation to an extremely profound level. In terms of calculation alone, he might even be slightly better than his master..."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, sighing in his heart:

"Such a person, whether accepting disciples or doing things, how could he accept and then discard?"

In the Great Xia Dynasty, there were three generations of Celestial Masters.

Apart from the fleeting 'Sa Celestial Master' who disappeared in a flash, only Zhuge could be called a Celestial Master in the Great Xia Celestial Master's Residence.

He used the Taiji to open the Bagua, combined it with the earth's meridians and celestial stars, and walked the path of calculation alone. He traveled all over the four continents and four seas, combing the mountain and river trends and the earth's meridians, leveling mountains and rivers, opening sea rivers, and establishing river routes, so that the world's rivers could not easily change course.

He even succeeded in defying the heavens before the collapse of the Great Xia, extending the life of a country by ten thousand years.

Moreover, he shattered the fate of the unified imperial dynasty of later generations, causing the unified dynasty that should have appeared to fall into three great imperial courts, the influence of which is far-reaching to this day.

This can be seen from the fact that even now, 'Zhuge's disciples' are still resented by people like Long Xingyi.

He would naturally not accept a disciple for no reason and then find a reason to expel him. The reason for this was nothing more than seeing the day when I would have 'my entire family exterminated and my bloodline cut off'.

"...Under the Panlong Staff, even Manifestation is difficult to escape. Can a donkey with a mere nascent Dharma Body save your life?"

Having said this, An Qisheng said no more.

In front of him, Zhang Longfu was already drenched in sweat, his eyes full of fear, suspicion, and disbelief: "...No, it can't be, it can't be... He, how could he be trying to save me... My talent is meager, my comprehension is low, and my fate is humble..."

As if touching the most terrifying thing in his heart, Zhang Longfu's voice was hoarse, barely able to speak.

He resisted fiercely, attacking this possibility, but...

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Zhang Longfu lowered his head and roared, his hair covering his face, and suddenly staggered and fell to the ground: "Why, why..."

"Everyone says that Zhuge has the talent of heaven, but who knows that he was initially just an ordinary teenager with mediocre talent..."

In the misty breeze, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm: "But he probably didn't expect that he himself was unique, and the disciple he valued was not the second him, but a self-pitying person for tens of thousands of years..."

Human calculation is not as good as heavenly calculation.

No matter how clever the art of calculation, it can never calculate all the changes. Even saints cannot, and neither can Zhuge.

However, it is not completely useless after all.

"Ha, ha, ha!"

Zhang Longfu's body trembled, and he laughed miserably, tears streaming down his face: "Waste, I am a waste..."

All hope was lost.

Zhang Longfu only felt that the words of the Daoist in front of him were piercing his heart, and every word seemed to frighten him more than the edict of the Great Zhou Crown Prince Long Xingyi.

With just a few words, he had almost curled up into a ball, on the verge of collapse.

"Don't say it anymore..."

In a low sob, Zhang Longfu's expression was dazed, almost collapsing, but An Qisheng no longer said anything else. With a casual wave of his hand, he pressed towards Zhang Longfu:

"You are not worthy to learn my Dharma!"

"Wait, Ancestral Master!"

Feeling the darkness filling his soul rolling in, Zhang Longfu suddenly raised his head, and in his red eyes full of blood and tears, there was a plea for the first time:

"I, I still have a backup plan, allow me to avenge my master before coming to receive my death! I... will atone for my sins..."

Pa!

The groan stopped abruptly, and five fingers covered his disheveled hair. With a flash of five colors, Zhang Longfu's face instantly turned extremely gray, and he only felt that all his cultivation had turned to ashes.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared without a trace.

"Ancestral Master, why..."

Zhang Longfu's face was pale as he looked at the Daoist in front of him, his heart filled with bitterness and doubt.

As if wondering why he had saved him, told him these things, and then wanted to kill him.

"Merit is merit, and fault is fault. The two have never been offset... I saved you, just because..."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, his tone without the slightest fluctuation because he had killed his only disciple in this realm:

"My people, I will kill myself."

Cultivating the Dao for tens of thousands of years and traveling through the worlds, An Qisheng had experienced too much and seen too much. The path of transcendence was full of ruggedness and temptation.

All balance is only tied to one heart.

An Qisheng has his own principles in doing things. Good and evil exist in the heart, and he would never open up a side for his own disciples.

This is his Dharma, and also his reason, acting on the outside, and even more on the inside.

If one's own heart is not right, how can one correct the hearts of heaven and earth?

"...Ancestral Master."

Zhang Longfu completely closed his eyes, and his aura completely disappeared as he kowtowed on the ground, returning to silence: "I... Teacher... I am ashamed..."

Hu~

A breeze brushed through the mountains and rivers, Zhang Longfu's body trembled, turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth, and the dots that fell directly disappeared into the dust and mud.

"Many mistakes have been made in this life. If there is a next life..."

An Qisheng gazed at the long sky, and there were still waves in his heart after all.

Humans are not plants. He had never cut off his emotions, and the seven emotions were never far from his heart, but after all, there were some things that were beyond desire and emotion.

Family rules can be changed, and the law can be changed, but the principles in the heart of a cultivator cannot be shaken in the slightest.

This is the Dao Heart, and also the root.

If it is lost, all Daos will be empty, all Dharmas will be gone, the realm will fall, and the divine soul will be scattered, never to recover.

"Mr. Monster..."

Having witnessed all of this, the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong did not know why, but his heart suddenly turned cold, and he could not help but whispered:

"If, if I also..."

'If I also did evil things, would you...'

The second half of the sentence, the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong did not know why he did not say it, but his heart was even more awe-inspiring.

"Mr. Monster, he doesn't look like a person anymore, he doesn't look like a person, he's even less like a person than I am..."

Hu~

Casting a faint glance at the serious-looking blue-skinned little monster, An Qisheng slowly raised his head, and a hand with five colors intertwined gently grabbed in the void.

Over-punishment, merit must also be rewarded.

Buzz~

As the void trembled slightly, An Qisheng had already retracted his palm, but from the ashes that had dissipated without a trace, he had captured a trace of subtle Dao lines that only he could see.

This was the only trace left by the Celestial Master's Residence in this world.

"Fortunately..."

Pinching this wisp of Dao lines, An Qisheng nodded slightly.

If there were no such wisp of Dao lines, the people of the Celestial Master's Residence in this world would no longer have any traces, but since there was, then there should be a glimmer of hope.

The Huangtian Realm has abundant spiritual energy and profound Dao rhyme, and the traces of all things remaining between heaven and earth can also be maintained longer.

Buzz~

With a thought, An Qisheng pressed this wisp of Dao lines on his brow.

In that instant, his primordial spirit, which had regained its former appearance, climbed to the extreme, and his spirit seemed to climb without limit, merging with all things, illuminating the six heavens.

In a trance, as if standing in the sea of clouds high in the sky, looking down at the vast world, the god kings of the heavens and the earth.

Martial arts cultivation has the saying of locking the soul for thousands of miles, immortal cultivation also has the supernatural power of killing for thousands of miles with a wisp of Qi, and Buddhism has the saying of heart-to-heart connection, and a line connecting the ends of the earth.

But what An Qisheng used at this time was none of the above.

It was more like the legendary 'Dharma Eye' that could penetrate the realms!

Just like at this time, in his eyes, he once again saw the Dao lines that filled everything, existence and non-existence, infinitely complex, and all beings were pierced by the Dao lines, and all were in the invisible net.

Past, present, and future, all are included.

"Buzz~"

An Qisheng's mind was empty, and he used this wisp of Dao lines to view the heavens and the earth. As if for a long time, and as if it was just a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

A hint of surprise appeared in his calm eyes:

"My descendant is indeed remarkable..."