Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 512 Li Zhexian Resolves Huo Yuhao's Questions! Li Zhexian's Interpretation of "Dao" (Bonus Chapter)
Tang Wutong's figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Although she believed in herself that, apart from the mysterious young man in white, she was no less capable than anyone else present.

But he also understood that two fists can't fight four hands.

There's no need to remain deadlocked here.

Li Zhexian leisurely twirled the grilled fish in his hand, the firelight illuminating his gentle features.

Huo Yuhao pretended not to see her and let Tang Wutong leave.

to him.

In the previous life, Wang Dong was my comrade through thick and thin.

As for Tang Wutong...

He only glimpsed a corner of the future and didn't have much real feeling about it.

Moreover, being with Tang Wutong only brought him constraints.

The group sat around the campfire, chatting and laughing in the evening breeze.

at this time.

Glistening light emanated from between Huo Yuhao's eyebrows, transforming into four ferocious beast phantoms with different auras.

It was Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Snow Demon Emperor, Bear Lord, and Biji.

"Greetings, Creator!"

Snow Demon Emperor, Bear Lord, and Bi Ji knelt on one knee.

"My lord, you've finally come to see me!"

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm became much more lively, and with a "pop," it dispersed into a wisp of breeze, instantly appearing beside Li Zhexian.

"My celestial brother, does Bingbing miss you?"

Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others stared in horror at the four suddenly appearing phantoms.

Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao were visibly shaken.

One of them is the senior disciple of the inner courtyard, and the other is the leader of the Shrek Seven Devils.

Having gazed at the Star Dou Great Forest for many years, how could the academy not recognize these ferocious beast kings?
"The Snow Demon Emperor of the Far North, the Emerald Swan Princess, and the Bear Lord?!"

The group of people couldn't help but look at Huo Yuhao.

Then he stared blankly at the white-robed boy being worshipped by the ferocious beast.

The ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest are all top-tier beings on the continent; it's hard to imagine that they could be made to submit.

At this time.

They suddenly remembered.

Huo Yuhao once said to Long Xiaoyao:

“Long Xiaoyao, your vision is too narrow. My fortune is unparalleled in this world, and I am also deeply grateful for the devoted cultivation of that person…”

The battle between Huo Yuhao and Long Xiaoyao had already spread throughout the continent.

This conversation has sparked a great deal of discussion.

Most people say...

Huo Yuhao was young and arrogant, and should not have made such a comment about Long Xiaoyao.

Even his teacher, Moon, was only ranked alongside the Dark Holy Dragon.

And this moment.

Everyone was struck dumb, and suddenly understood.

The "those who wholeheartedly nurtured" that Huo Yuhao mentioned did not refer to Mu En.

Instead, it was the young man in white standing before them.

"Brother Tianmeng."

Li Zhexian's address to Tianmeng Bingcan remained unchanged, unaffected by the change in their status.

He flicked his sleeves lightly.

A gentle force lifted the three ferocious beasts, including the Snow Demon Emperor, then glanced sideways at Tianmeng, who was clinging to him, his tone slightly teasing:

"The Ice and Snow Emperors now jointly rule a divine realm, residing in the thirtieth heaven of the divine star, and the two share the position of God King."

"The gap between you and Hyotei is widening, and you're still thinking about them?"

"The Ice and Snow Emperors... have become God-Kings?!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was stunned for a moment, then the whole insect jumped up, clung tightly to Li Zhexian's arm, and cried with snot and tears streaming down its face.

"Immortal Brother, this is unfair!"

"I, Tianmeng, have bled alongside you and suffered alongside you! I was doing just fine as a first-level god on the Divine Star, and then you sent me to this world to take care of the children!"

"I've done so much work, how come the gap between me and Bingbing is even bigger?!"

It kept shouting.

While shaking Li Zhexian's arm.

Li Zhexian wore a helpless yet amused expression, letting it wreak havoc, and slowly said:

"Brother Tianmeng, haven't I treated you well enough?"

"How many spiritual fruits and immortal herbs did I feed you in order to make you match the level of a first-class god?"

"I sent you to this realm not only to protect Huo Yuhao, but also to give you a merit that no one can find fault with."

"Only after returning to the Divine Star and being promoted to the God-King rank can he win the hearts of the people."

This conversation involved a very high level of people, frequently referring to "first-level gods" and "god kings".

Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and the others were mesmerized by what they heard.

At this moment, Biji spoke up: "Tianmeng, you should be content."

"Although you have a cultivation of a million years, your race's bloodline is inherently weak."

"The divine objects that the Lord bestowed upon you could be used on other soul beasts to create ten first-level gods."

Two white breaths shot out from Xiong Jun's nostrils.

"How many gods on the Divine Star covet your position? You're so favored by the Lord, and you're still feeling aggrieved?"

The Snow Demon King said in a deep voice:

“Bridget and Bear King are right!”

Sensing the gazes of the three ferocious beasts, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm quickly suppressed its feigned resentment.

"Hehe, the Immortal Brother is the best."

"What's wrong? Are you three feeling unfair?"

"Hmph, do you think you can compare to the bond between me and Brother Zhexian?"

It straightened its chest.

He looked every bit the loyal subject who had followed the emperor.

"I'll say it again! I bled alongside the immortal brother! I was injured alongside the immortal brother!"

Li Bai, the legendary poet, is here.

Its posture is much more unrestrained.

If not now, when?
Jing Tianmeng Bingcan's banter was quite something.

The already relaxed night was made even more festive.

As the campfire dimmed, embers flickered in the fire, their glow mirroring the fireflies that rose from the woods.

The group set off again.

They flew towards Shrek's direction.

Just a moment.

"senior……"

Huo Yuhao turned his head, looked at Li Zhexian who was strolling among the clouds, and asked respectfully:

"I heard from Brother Tianmeng that you specialize in swordsmanship and have even created your own unique supreme sword technique."

"This junior would like to ask..."

Huo Yuhao pointed to his eyes, which still shone brightly in the darkness, and said:
Should I pursue a particular path like you?

Li Zhexian had a tremendous influence on him.

He did not aspire to be as invincible as Li Zhexian across all the heavens and realms in the future.

But I wanted to be like Li Bai, the immortal poet.

They are determined and clear about the path they are on.

Li Zhexian, who was strolling in the wind, suddenly smiled.

He did not answer.

He simply raised his sleeve and gently brushed it towards the night sky.

Wind blows.

The sound of the forest breeze grew louder as it approached, starting as a light drizzle on the leaves, gradually becoming a surging roar of the pines, and finally a mighty wind sweeping past my ears.

Huo Yuhao's clothes fluttered in the wind, and his hair was disheveled.

He heard what sounded like a myriad of noises in the wind...

Spring streams break through the ice, summer cicadas flutter their wings, autumn leaves fall from the branches, winter snow weighs down the bamboo... the cycle of life and death in the seasons is all contained in the whisper of the wind.

"Where does this wind originate?"

Li Bai's voice drifts on the wind.

Huo Yuhao was stunned.

"Wind... is just wind."

Li Zhexian also refers to the flowing clouds.

The night clouds, originally as lingering as cotton, were suddenly torn apart by the wind into galloping horses, scattered like flying feathers in an instant, and then gathered into layered peaks in a moment.

Sometimes it unfolds, sometimes it curls; sometimes it's thick, sometimes it's thin; it has no fixed form, and no two moments are the same.

"What is the way here?"

"Clouds... are just clouds."

Li Zhexian nodded and turned to look at the Milky Way.

Countless stars adorn the dark sky, some bright, some dim, some clustered, some solitary.

Some stars are like eternally burning lamps, some meteors are like fleeting, decisive swords, and some nebulae are like a chaotic, undifferentiated sea.

Each shines its own light, each follows its own path, together weaving this night.

"What is this star?"

Huo Yuhao seemed to understand something and murmured:
"Stars...each follow its own path."

Li Zhexian looked at Huo Yuhao and smiled:

"The wind does not seek to remain forever, the clouds do not cling to one form, and the stars do not envy the light of others."

"All things follow their nature and each achieves its own way."

Why should you follow in my footsteps?

(End of this chapter)