Yinshan Record

Chapter 903 Flowers Bloom and Fade Without Certainty (Part 1)
"gone?"

Liu Feng insulted the sect's patriarch, but Huang Yao had no intention of criticizing her mistake.

Bai Ningzhi is gone?
The true reliance of the Wanling Sect is this Changsheng Zhenren who is in charge of the sect. Now that Bai Ningzhi is gone, who can support the foundation built up over thousands of years?

"Let me tell you something. I'm going to the Nine Heavens Beyond the Realm to find the Ancestor and ask him to come back and take charge. Not to mention Xue Xueluo and Yan Wugui, even the Yang Sui of the Longevity Sect is no match for you or me."

Liu Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want to come with me?"

Should we invite the ancestor?

Huang Yao shook his head.

It's just a matter of escaping.

"Go ahead."

"Ok?"

“The demonic cultivators possess formidable demonic consciousness, capable of sweeping across the land. If you wish to venture beyond the realm, you need to find the right place. Perhaps I can buy you some time.”

Fool.

Liu Feng silently made a judgment.

There is absolutely no one in the Myriad Spirits Sect who can match Xue Tongluo. Staying here at this time would only add another Heavenly Demon's follower to someone else's list.

"When the Ancestor returns, and the sect is rebuilt in the future, we must set an example for future generations, so that they know that the Wanling Sect will not abandon its disciples and that there is a spirit in the Wanling Sect that will never bow down. This spirit cannot be easily dispelled, and we must also show it to the other sects in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"Fool, Bai Ningzhi is gone. What use are you if you stay? Will the ancestor personally pulverize your remains in the future? Let them laugh at us. What kind of cultivator can't even let go of such a trivial matter as fame?"

Liu Feng said angrily, "I think you've gone mad."

"So be it, Senior Sister. Hurry up and leave, or it might be too late."

Liu Feng didn't stand on ceremony with him, but inwardly cursed his pedantry.

Huang Yao has spent more time with Bailudong in recent years and has become tainted by the pedantry of those scholars. He is truly hopeless.

Huang Yao turned his back and looked up at the sky.

The secondary disasters caused by the falling mountain are still ongoing, with landslides and earthquakes visible everywhere. Worse still, along with this massive impact, the formations and spiritual veins within the Wanling Sect's mountain gate are showing signs of going out of control.

Strange phenomena such as icy rain, wildfires, and fierce winds are playing out in different places.

The corpses of the dead disciples and demons appeared and disappeared.

Desolate and sparsely populated, Huang Yao never imagined that his family's ancestral temple would fall into such a state.

Very well, today I'll show you what I'm capable of.

He laughed loudly, and boundless primordial energy of heaven and earth swirled around him, causing various strange beast shapes to appear and disappear.

"Does my Ten Thousand Spirits Sect have no one to rely on?"

Huang Yao leaped into the air, and the sky above was already shrouded in darkness.

Xue Qingluo had already unfolded the Netherworld Demon Realm, and the blood energy and yin spirits below were gradually flowing into the Netherworld Demon Realm along with her chanting.

She glanced at Huang Yao, who was soaring into the sky, and smiled slightly.

Since the last battle with Bai Ningzhi, I have used the Blood Fiend Heavenly Net Technique to forcefully deplete the vitality of many of my followers in the Netherworld Demon Realm. Now that a Void Step expert has emerged, it is a good opportunity to replenish their strength.

As soon as she thought of this, her mind flashed to Yan Wugui and Su Che, who were not far away.

The implication was that she should accept Bu Xu.

It is perfectly acceptable for Yan not to return.

Although he belongs to the demonic sect, he never uses the gathering of followers as a means of cultivation; instead, he is more like a cultivator from the esoteric sect.

Su Che naturally had no intention of corrupting his family members.

With no movement from either side, Bloodlust charged straight down, and another fierce battle ensued.

On the summit of a mountain not far away.

A young man dressed in a moon-white monk's robe held a tender green bamboo flute and played a melodious tune.

Timeless and melodious. Bai Ningzhi, with her wrinkled skin and white hair, stood silently not far from him, her brows furrowed, her expression blank.

After a long while, the boy put down his bamboo flute.

"Are you reluctant to part with it?"

Bai Ningzhi looked at the young man in front of her. Although he smiled brightly and solemnly, a chill inexplicably rose from her waist.

"Venerable One, I have already relinquished..."

“In this life I have not yet attained the fruit of Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, and my level of attainment is even lower than that of you, a Pratyekabuddha. I am currently only at the level of a Bodhisattva and do not deserve the title of World Honored One.”

The young man smiled slightly: "You can just call me Dharma Pure Practitioner."

"Practitioner, I know that the past mind cannot be retrieved..."

"Do you really know?"

The boy smiled and said, "Slander and falsehood are common occurrences in this land, but in our Buddhist community, they will lead to the hell of tongue-pulling. Now that you have taken refuge in the true Dharma, you should know the weight of the precepts."

Whitening of the scalp causes tightness.

"Disciple, disciple is a little reluctant to part with it."

"It is precisely because I know you are reluctant to part with me that I have invited you here."

Fajing Xingzhe stood up and carried the bamboo flute behind his back.

"The ancestral property accumulated over many years through hard work, and the ancestor whom the whole family reveres and hopes for, are all empty. Only the true Dharma is real."

Is it empty?

Bai Ningzhi looked towards the Wanling Sect not far away, where everything once belonged to her.

"All things are empty, but the true Dharma is not empty."

Fajing Xingzhe looked at Bai Ningzhi and said, "If you seek true enlightenment, you must relinquish all worldly fame, gain, wealth, sex, and food. How can you truly give up all of this and sincerely take refuge in the Dharma without destroying the Wanling Sect?"

"But what about these disciples..."

"Cause and effect, reincarnation, death and rebirth. Although they die today, when my true Dharma spreads throughout this world and the six realms of reincarnation cover everything, even if it takes hundreds of millions of eons and endless time, they will eventually attain Buddhahood and liberation."

"This is what Dharma-Pure Practitioner sighed."

"It's a pity that the Central Plains has fallen into a corrupt and evil world. Xuandu Palace prioritizes the orthodox tradition, which prevents my righteous law from taking root. It's truly lamentable."

"What do you mean by saying that if reincarnation were to occur, this world would be reduced to an eternal hell, a cycle of birth and death? Wouldn't it be better to give all beings a chance to start over? My Buddha is merciful."

The practitioner, Fajing, clasped his hands together in prayer.

The battle in the sky was coming to an end. Huang Yao was gradually swallowed up by the Netherworld Demon Realm, and his eyes were slowly losing their brilliance.

"May I ask, Venerable One, how should one cultivate oneself in the future?"

"Go to the Central Plains."

Fajing Xingzhe looked at Bai Ningzhi and instructed her, "I went south this time on the orders of the Tathagata Shande. He instructed you to go to Suzhou. Now that the Tathagata Shande is in charge of Suzhou, you have already paid him a visit yourself."

Suzhou...

Bai Ningzhi was somewhat dazed, but then she remembered that it was Cizhou that was being referred to.

"But that's the realm of hungry ghosts..."

"So what about the hungry ghost realm? The three realms are like a pool of fire, and the human world is hell." Fajing Xingzhe looked at Bai Ningzhi and said, "Your discriminating mind is a great hindrance on the path of cultivation."

Bai Ningzhi remained silent.

At this moment, she had no other choice.

The only thing to do was to silently clasp one's hands and quietly listen to the teachings of this traveler.

The Wanling Sect's mountain gate is now a ruin.

After the serum Luo dyed Huang Yao, it released countless Yin demons, who are now feasting on the blood here.

It's a pity that the spirit beasts and disciples that the Wanling Sect has accumulated and painstakingly raised over the years have all become nourishment for the Xueluo Youwei Demon Realm.