Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Wang also heard Zhou Meng's deliberate misleading, but he did not expose it and continued to talk about his own findings.

"You're right. These leaders have different attitudes towards this issue. Some are wary, some are skeptical, some are calm, some are kind—there's a wide range of attitudes."

Wang Ye shrugged. "Maybe some of them know, or maybe they don't know the whole story. They're all veterans, and with my limited experience, I can't tell what these big guys are really thinking."

Zhou Meng whispered: "Then what's the point of doing this?"

Wang Ye raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Grandmaster is right, if I were not a sorcerer."

Zhou Meng's heart sank.

Wang Ye smiled and said, "But I am a sorcerer, and a sorcerer who has mastered the Fenghou Qimen. People's hearts are fickle, but the inner vision will not lie, so this information has meaning."

Zhou Meng said in a heavy voice: "You..."

Wang nodded. "That's right. Next, I'll ask in my inner vision: Who among these people knows the true origin of the Eight Great Techniques?"

Zhou Meng didn't know what to say for a moment.

When calculating the secrets of heaven, one will be tempted by the answers at all times, which may lead to obsession at best and destruction at worst.

Therefore, few of the great sorcerers throughout history have been able to have a good end.

But Wang is different. He has mastered Fenghou Qimen, which is the biggest temptation.

Once you have achieved this step, you will naturally not be tempted by the answers in your inner vision.

So he can get what he wants by using a method similar to exploiting bugs and making indirect attacks.

Wang Ye's eyes wandered. "Do you know how big a question that is? I think even if we combined the powers of all the sorcerers and extraordinary people in the world, we wouldn't be able to get the answer."

In his pupils, he seemed to see a huge fireball that obscured the inner view. The feeling of facing the sun directly seemed unbearable when he recalled it now.

He calmed himself and changed the subject: "However, the exaggeration of this question already explains a lot. It means that there is indeed someone in this world who knows the answer!"

According to the calculations of the heavens, as long as the answer ball appears, it means that the answer is not fictional but really exists in the world!

"I subsequently raised many more questions, but as long as they involved Jiashen and the Eight Wonders, they were all the same as before, with no solution."

Zhou Meng said softly: "You know, this is like a moth flying into a flame. If you are not careful, your soul will be scattered!"

Throughout history, there has never been a shortage of great sorcerers who have been harmed by the mysteries of heaven.

Wang Ye's behavior is like walking on a tightrope on a cliff, with life and death just a matter of thought.

Wang Ye smiled and said, "At least I'm still alive."

Zhou Meng was speechless for a moment.

Wang Ye continued, "I kept asking questions in my inner vision. I didn't expect direct answers. A sorcerer isn't a horizontal refiner. Relentlessly pursuing an opponent isn't what a sorcerer does."

Facing Zhou Meng's increasingly silent state, he spoke eloquently: "The way of the sorcerer lies in the Book of Changes. The eight trigrams give rise to sixty-four hexagrams, and the sixty-four hexagrams are infinitely variable. Therefore, the way of the sorcerer lies in change. From another perspective, if you can't get the answer directly from the question, you can get useful information by comparing the questions."

"It wasn't until I asked a peculiar question that I finally discovered some remarkable information. I asked—what does it mean to be the leader of the Iron Palm Sect?"

Wang Ye's voice was heavy.

The manifestation of this problem in the inner scene is still an unbreakable fireball.

"This is clearly a question completely unrelated to Jiashen or the Eight Great Techniques, so why can't I get an answer?"

"The significance of the Shangqing Sect Master, the significance of the Tianxia Association President, the Huode Sect, the Tang Sect... they are all the same. They are all huge problems that cannot be solved!"

Zhou Meng looked at the wisdom flashing in his eyes and sighed slightly.

"What does this mean? Isn't there still no answer?"

Wang also held up two fingers: "First, the inheritance of the major schools in the alien world is related to Jiashen and the Eight Wonders. Second, the more you try to hide it, the more obvious it becomes!"

"What do you think is the probability that all of these people know the origin of the Eight Great Techniques?"

Zhou Meng remained silent.

Wang Ye said solemnly, "I've thought of a possibility. If the size of the answer sphere is determined by their level of understanding of the origin of the Eight Great Techniques, then those who truly know will be easily excluded by the sorcerer."

Wang Ye doesn't think that his IQ is unprecedented.

Not to mention a long time ago, just in the past few decades, there may have been sorcerers who tried to use his method to explore the secrets of Jiashen and the Eight Wonders.

"So I think there's a mysterious force that conceals the differences between these schools within the inner world!"

After saying this, a chill lingered in my heart.

The Eight Wonders were not created by eight people. If they existed before Jiashen, then why is there no record of them at all?

It is so unreasonable that there is no record of such a miraculous skill!
This shows that there is a force that erased the records of the Eight Wonders before Jiashen!
That would be fine, but in the warlock's inner world, it is impossible to get information indirectly.

Doesn’t this mean that this power can interfere with the inner scene?
It was really hard for Wang Ye to imagine what kind of power that was!
Zhou Meng was silent as water.

Wang Ye whispered, "That's it. Later, I tried my best to understand the history and roots of each sect. To be honest, there is no evidence to distinguish the true differences between these schools. What follows are some of my wildest guesses."

"I assume that among these schools, the one most likely to know all the secrets is the old Heavenly Master. He undoubtedly has the highest probability!"

"I don't have the old Heavenly Master's courage, but we do have some decisive similarities. You... No! Perhaps we, Wudang, have something in common with the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

Zhou Meng was speechless.

She didn't even look into Wang Ye's eyes anymore, but just stared at the light source between them.

Few warlocks are stupid, or rather, those who want to become warlocks are basically very smart.

He had thought about this before, thinking that Wang Ye’s ability to learn Fenghou Qimen had nothing to do with intelligence, but was an innate quality.

And Wang Ye's subsequent performance in Wudang Mountain was indeed not at all smart.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was not stupid, but he just disdained to use it most of the time.

Encountering something that really matters to me.

He is not only smart, but also has the perseverance to match.

There are only a few sorcerers in the world who can think of this. One has to admit that Wang is close to the truth of some issues.

As Zhou Meng's heart was in turmoil, Wang Ye said calmly, "The common feature between Wudang and Tianshi Mansion is a long history? Or unique and special methods? Or is it that we all live in the mountains? I think none of these are right!"

"Master Zhang Daoling of Mount Longhu, Living Buddha Jigong of Lingyin Temple, Patriarch Bodhidharma of Shaolin Temple, Master Wei Huacun of Shangqing Sect, and even Master Zhang Sanfeng of our Wudang Sect!"

Wang Ye's gaze was extremely deep.

"Whether it's called Transcendence, Enlightenment, or some other name, certain schools were founded by these legendary predecessors who transcended the ordinary and reached sainthood. This is the biggest difference between these schools and other schools in the alien world!"

Zhou Meng had a subtle look on his face.

Wang Ye stared at him without blinking. "This is the difference that has been deliberately concealed within the inner scene. In other words, the Eight Wonders in Jiashen are related to these sacred founders!"

Wang Ye regained his composure: "Did I guess right?"

Zhou Meng laughed heartily: "You are really good at thinking. If you have this ability, why don't you go and tell stories?"

Seeing this, Wang Ye closed his eyes and smiled.

Needless to say, Zhou Meng's expression answered everything. What he had been thinking during this period was not just an illusion.

The expression on the Grand Tutor's face undoubtedly proved that even if he didn't guess it 100%, he at least guessed part of the truth.

My thoughts were stirred. Since the Eight Wonders were related to these sacred founders, were they created by them?
Fenghou Qimen, arresting spirits and dispatching generals, and refining the magic machine...

Even in modern times, these strange skills still have incredible powers.

If it was really created by those predecessors, a few mere methods would not seem so incredible compared to the true transcendence and sainthood.

Wang Ye's mind was in a state of confusion, and he was filled with deep confusion.

Since it has been created, why not pass it down? There is also some mysterious power that prevents others from exploring it. It seems a bit rude. What's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart?

In that case, wouldn’t it be better not to create it in the first place?
"Also, there is one thing that confuses me." Zhou Meng's smile froze and he was about to speak.

Wang Ye then asked, "Are these transcendent predecessors still alive? If so, where are they?"

Putting aside the Eight Wonders, the aliens do have all kinds of unique abilities.

But compared with the vast majority of ordinary people, they are still a minority.

Generally speaking, mutants are stronger and more powerful than ordinary people, but they all have two eyes and one mouth, and there is not much difference in their IQ.

It can even be said that some elites among ordinary people have brains that are so intelligent that they reach an incredible level.

Today, humans can carve circuits in the nanoscale world, create civilizations, distinguish between bacteria and viruses, achieve a large-scale increase in lifespan, and even know what space and the universe are.

Wang also believed that even if Master Sanfeng came to the modern era, he would be shocked by modern things and exclaim "Oh my God!"

So the biggest question is, are those extraordinary predecessors still there?
In other words, where did they go after they transformed and ascended?
Left this planet?
Went to the moon?
It's impossible to leave the solar system!
You know, human civilization does not yet have the conditions to travel in the solar system.

Even if the alien was strong, and no matter how wonderful the Eight Great Skills were, Wang did not think that anyone could enter space with their physical body under the conditions of ancient times.

A strong feeling of being pulled apart lingered in his heart. As a top student who graduated from Qinghua University, the education he had received so far and the discovery he made at this moment made him feel like he was suffering from schizophrenia.

Zhou Meng's expression changed slightly: "Why are you asking these questions?"

"because……"

Wang was also stunned. Yes, why was he suddenly asking these questions?
Isn't his main purpose simply to find the source of the Eight Great Techniques?

Why are we suddenly talking about metamorphosis and ascension?

There was only a moment of daze, and a face flashed through my mind.

Wang Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Then let me ask you another question. Is there anyone in this world who can achieve immortality and ascend to heaven?"

Zhou Meng frowned: "That's impossible."

In the Dharma-Ending Age, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is hidden, and no one can break through the barrier between heaven and man; when the spiritual power is hidden, the spiritual energy also disappears, and it cannot be led into the body!

This step, to put it simply.

It is to resonate the macrocosm of heaven and earth with the microcosm of the human body.

The insignificance of the human body matches the vastness of the universe!
In this way, the essence of one's life can be sublimated, and then one can go through various tests between heaven and earth until one becomes a saint!
Of course, this is all just empty talk now.

If the barrier between heaven and man is not broken and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth disappears, it will be impossible to transform true qi into primordial qi. How can we talk about transcending into a saint or ascending to heaven?
Wang Ye was shocked. After all Zhou Meng had said this time, this was the first time he gave him a clear answer.

But the question is, if it is not possible, what is the point of Huaidan Zhenren's Niwan Divine Light?
Is this really the secret golden light method that is used to trick people?
The scene on Longhu Mountain emerged in his mind, and he shook his head firmly in his heart. Whether it was the vastness he felt or the structure that automatically collapsed when illuminated by the divine light, it undoubtedly proved the authenticity of the divine light!
He believed that Zhou Meng did not deceive him, but the existence of Master Huaidan had already denied this answer!

Again.

Wang also didn't believe that Zhang Zhiwei would not know about Zhang Huaidan's situation. Since the old Taoist priest knew it, it showed that Zhou Meng's answer was totally wrong.

For a moment, he was hesitant to speak.

He hesitated whether to tell Zhou Meng about the discovery from Master Huaidan.

Zhou Meng looked at him with a strange expression.

But I didn't think much about it and just thought it was his fantasy.

Zhou Meng sighed: "You now..."

Wang's mind raced. Perhaps one day, this secret would be made public, but he was not involved and had no power to interfere.

However, there was another thing that he had to pay attention to.

Since Zhou Meng was wrong, it meant that Master Huaidan was on the path to becoming a saint.

Assuming a real person can succeed, they have to face the question of where to go.

At least no trace of life has been found on the moon or Mars.

Wang Ye whispered, "The best ones ascend to heaven in broad daylight, becoming officials in heaven; the middle ones dwell in Kunlun, witnessing the vicissitudes of life; the lowest ones wander the mortal world, free from the mundane world."

"Who told these..."

Zhou Meng's pupils shrank sharply, and he realized instantly that he had lost his composure and shut his mouth.

Wang Ye's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and his mind was full of storms. What was that expression on the Grand Tutor's face?
It was even more outrageous than him guessing some of the secrets of the Eight Great Techniques!
Could it be that……

Could it be that!
Zhou Meng regained his composure and forcefully changed the subject: "You are completely different now than when you went up the mountain. Since the first time I saw you, I've never seen you so persistent..."

Wang Ye's heart was beating like a drum, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on his back.

The same calm reply: "The first time you saw me, that was a long time ago..."

Zhou Meng talked about the beginning of the story, which was the fate between him and Wang Ye, the fate between Wudang and Wang Ye, and the fate between Wang Ye and Fenghou Qimen.

Only after listening to the old man's memories did Wang Ye's heart finally calm down.

There was no more rapid beating sound, and the sweat on my back gradually dried up.

Watching Zhou Meng talking to himself, Wang Ye suddenly felt a little regretful. If Fenghou Qimen had not been exposed during the Luotian Grand Ceremony, he should still be able to live a stable life in Wudang Mountain as a fourth-generation disciple.

Can not go back.

There is no going back.

He has been exploring the origins of the Eight Great Techniques in order to find an answer.

This had never changed before I went to Longhu Mountain.

But when he saw the divine light behind Zhang Huaidan's head, a shock filled his heart. That was a being who was on the path to transcendence and sainthood.

Wang Ye's mind flickered. He could get some partial answers to the origins of the Eight Great Skills through various investigations and his own guesses.

But the legendary transcendence and sainthood is so far away that it is unattainable.

Although the extraordinary skills are miracles, they do exist after all, and he himself has mastered one, but the transcendence of the ordinary and the saintly is like looking through the fog...

No, it exists!

Master Huaidan!
Wang Ye's heart beat faster again. He was born into a wealthy family. He had never had to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was a child. His parents loved him very much. He was a rare person who had both material and spiritual perfection.

Such a person is like being at the end of his life, so he would have some thoughts when he came to Wudang Mountain for the first time.

"What am I?"

People who don’t have enough food to eat must first find a way to get enough food. After getting enough food, they must also achieve success in the eyes of the world, but Wang Ye was born at the end.

People who have no love will try their best to pursue and find love even if they have achieved success in the eyes of the world. Wang Ye's parents love him deeply, even to the point of partiality. His father once told him that he was his favorite son among his three sons.

That is why Wang Ye had this ultimate thinking about human beings.

And it's not something he thinks about occasionally, but he is always looking for it. This is his pursuit.

"Metamorphosis, ascension, is that the answer I've been looking for?"

Wang Ye is not as indifferent as he seems. Compared with Zhang Chulan who is trying to survive in the cracks, and compared with Zhuge Qing who has placed the hopes of the entire clan on him, his pursuit is, to some extent, more lofty and more out of reach.

Zhou Meng was still recounting his memories of the past, about how he accidentally broke into a cave and saw his three fellow apprentices, trapped in the Fenghou Qimen, where they had spent their entire lives from youth to old age. However, he was not at all bewildered by the Fenghou Qimen and easily mastered it.

At some point, a look of determination flashed in Wang Ye's eyes, and he retreated into the inner world.

The vast interior is desolate and peaceful.

Wang Ye took a deep breath. He knew that the question he was about to ask would probably far exceed the total number of questions he had asked in his entire life.

Even not long ago, he had been trying various ways to explore the secrets of the Eight Great Techniques.

"This is not only for me, but also for Huai Dan Zhenren. He is walking on this path. I believe that my current actions can bring him some insights!" (End of this chapter)