Chapter 1044: 30: Perfect World
Chapter 1044: Chapter 30: Perfect World
Xie Xuanyi looked at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms.
Jiang Miaoyin was sleeping deeply, not knowing what she dreamt of. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, carrying a hint of a smile, yet the frost and snow covering her brows emitted a pitiful sorrow.
“Senior, I don’t quite understand.”
Xie Xuanyi frowned and said, “This ‘Divine Travel’ was triggered by Jiang Miaoyin’s Heart Tribulation. Now that her Heart Tribulation is over, why hasn’t the Divine Travel ended?”
“Benefactor Xie, is the Heart Tribulation… truly over?”
The Zen Master said meaningfully, “Her Heart Tribulation has passed, but what about yours?”
“Me?”
Xie Xuanyi was stunned.
“Ten years ago, you severed the North Sea, just one step away from proving the Yang God.”
The Zen Master said gently, “Today you, Benefactor Xie, are among the ‘Ten Heroes,’ but still only at the Yin God Realm… The challenge of the Heart Tribulation, ultimately, was not crossed. From the moment you two built the Divine Bridge with the ‘Forget Sorrows’ Divine Skill, you became one; her Heart Tribulation, your Heart Tribulation, all are Heart Tribulations. Now that she’s passed hers, what about you?”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi fell into contemplation.
Heart Tribulation, Heart Tribulation.
He always thought his biggest bottleneck in promoting to the Yang God was in the Life Dao.
As for the trial of ‘Ask Heart,’ it was never something Xie Xuanyi considered, but this conversation awakened him.
The Zen Master smiled and asked, “If Benefactor Xie had lived a life of ‘No Regrets,’ why come to the Ice Soul Cave Heaven, and why risk your life to help Jiang pass this trial?”
Xie Xuanyi replied without hesitation, “Because… she is my junior sister.”
“Is it? Is that all?”
The Zen Master smiled again and said warmly, “Forgive this old monk for being blunt, but the Heart Tribulations of you two are not much different. Her tribulation is your tribulation. To achieve the Yang God, this tribulation… neither she nor you can escape it.”
“In fact, you shouldn’t be trapped here.”
The Zen Master paused, then sighed, saying, “Usually, only Great Practitioners at the pinnacle of the Yang God have the opportunity to enter the ‘Divine Travel’ state. Benefactor Jiang’s Divine Travel this time was due to a fortunate coincidence… Within this River of Destiny, some unexpected things happened.”
“Unexpected?”
Xie Xuanyi’s expression became serious.
“Many years ago, someone tried to manipulate the river, wildly altering cause and effect.”
The Zen Master said solemnly, “For a thousand years, this River of Destiny had been stable, but due to his reckless actions… the river became disordered, causing fluctuations in many people’s ‘life lines.’ Those who stepped into this river as ‘Divine Travelers’ almost never had a good end.”
While speaking.
The Zen Master waved his sleeve, using Buddhist Divine Power, to condense into an illusory figure.
“Lu Yuzhen?”
Xie Xuanyi’s pupils contracted.
Countless golden lights condensed to form a majestic figure cloaked in paper snow. Although the face was indistinct, with just one look, Xie Xuanyi recognized the identity.
It was the Paperman Taoist Master!
“Names are not important. This is a madman.”
The Zen Master said with a heavy tone, “At any cost, he seeks to disrupt the stability of the River of Destiny… Though this old monk stopped the river from shattering, there’s no way to restore it…”
Over these years, the Zen Master, citing ‘bodily discomfort,’ had been in quiet meditation in the inner court of Fan Yin Temple, refusing external visitors.
Only a very few Buddhist monks who attained realization knew the Zen Master was in Divine Travel.
The flesh body was hidden away, the Divine Soul entered the river.
But even the closest disciples didn’t know… actually, this time of the Zen Master’s ‘Divine Travel’ wasn’t for personal cultivation, but for all living beings.
The Zen Master tried with all his might to rectify disorder and smooth out the disordered cause-effect lines in the River of Destiny.
Unfortunately… destruction was easy, but repair was difficult.
“Lu Yuzhen is disrupting the River of Destiny?”
This line sounded absurd but upon closer thought, made perfect sense.
The surname Lu didn’t truly belong to this era.
This is a complete lunatic; no one knows what he truly aims to do.
“He constructed many absurd causes and effects within the River of Destiny.”
The Zen Master sighed, “This guy… ignores the Heavenly Secret, does many ridiculous things. Most of these causes and effects will end in destruction, but some will inflict irreparable impact. This tampering with the River of Destiny will greatly disturb Divine Travelers.”
“The Thirty-three Cave Heavens are linked to the Dragon Vein of Da Sui Sword Palace.”
The Zen Master paused, then said, “When Jiang Miaoyin was in seclusion, this Dragon Vein should have caused a significant fluctuation, right? If I’m not mistaken, it was because of this fluctuation that led to this ‘Divine Travel’… After all, she is just a Yin God, trapped in this river, unable to return. Without you, this Heart Tribulation would be enough to make her sink into oblivion.”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi fell into brief contemplation.
Indeed, during the Sword Palace battle, Jiang Miaoyin was in seclusion in the Thirty-three Cave Heavens. If not mistaken, it was during this time she entered the Divine Travel state.
“Senior.”
Xie Xuanyi hurriedly asked respectfully, “How can ‘Divine Travel’ be ended?”
“Sever the Heart Tribulation, cut off distractions.”
The Zen Master spoke seriously, “The ‘anchor point’ of this River of Destiny is actually in the hearts of all living beings. Jiang Miaoyin has severed her distractions and can actually return… but the distractions in your heart haven’t been cut off. Benefactor Xie, Divine Travel isn’t a bad thing. If you can’t leave, perhaps walk a bit slower…”
The last four words carried tremendous weight, landing in Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake.
Suddenly, he recalled that the same words had been said to him by his Master.
In this life, walk a bit slower.
At the North Sea bottom, countless golden lights surged, the sea water roared, and cicadas buzzed noisily.
Standing in the gaps of golden light, the monk slightly bowed.
The golden light flashed suddenly.
Xie Xuanyi vaguely perceived the silhouette of the Zen Master, which seemed a bit different from the last meeting… The monk standing before him at this moment didn’t appear old; his figure seemed quite towering, perhaps even a bit youthful.