Fengyunlu

"Grandma Yan's reminder came just in time. Thank you so much!" Xu Yi was in a good mood, fiddling with the Phantom Emperor Demon Hill, the foremost of the Three Wonders of the Poor Family. This magic weapon was the Devil Flame Edge he had recaptured after a near-death experience. His eyes were filled with longing for the future and full confidence in this magic weapon. He seemed to foresee the day when he would use this magic weapon to realize his great dream.

Xu Yi turned, his gaze piercing the gloom deep within the bitter kiln. He weighed the Demon Flame Blade in his hand once more and said to Granny Yan, "Granny Yan, are you truly confident?" His voice was filled with both worry and anticipation, clearly a profound trust in Granny Yan's abilities. He knew that without Granny Yan's help, completing his next plan would be difficult.

"I'll do my best," Granny Yan replied calmly. She tapped the stone bricks beneath her feet with her pale wooden cane. With a creaking sound, a massive stone door appeared across from them, sealing the depths of the kiln. Her movements, though simple, demonstrated her immense strength and mastery of magic. Xu Yi watched all this unfold, his respect for Granny Yan growing even stronger.

Granny Yan turned around first, pointed to the main entrance, and said softly, "Jun Jia has been so busy, so you should go back and rest. I'll ask Jun Jia to come and see it when I'm done." Her tone was both caring and respectful. Xu Yi knew that Granny Yan was telling him that the rest of the matter would be left to her.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Granny Yan," Xu Yi replied with a smile, extending his hand and handing over the Mo Yanfeng. His gesture was filled with trust and recognition of Granny Yan's abilities. He believed that with Granny Yan's help, everything would go smoothly.

Granny Yan reached out and took the Demon Flame Blade. A flash of dark light flashed, and the demonic weapon was retracted. She then watched Xu Yi turn and leave. As Xu Yi exited the main entrance, a ray of light filtered through, striking Granny Yan's face. Her lifeless features suddenly gained a touch of color, and her pale, withered hair shone red. Beneath the crimson glow, a mysterious smile crept across Granny Yan's face, while a whisper echoed softly in the bitter kiln. Her smile seemed to conceal a deeper secret, one that drew a deeper urge to explore.

"This child is so anxious, what will happen in the future..."

The faint echo slowly faded as Granny Yan turned and disappeared into the gloom, until finally there was no sound at all. The kiln gradually darkened, and the flickering lights on either side of the stone wall grew dimmer. Although there was some light, it was difficult to see clearly. There was only a faint thread extending along the crack in the stone wall, and it was unknown where it went...

West Kunlun, the fairyland of Yaochi, is a magical place that is so mysterious that it is beyond comprehension.

Right now, Fengchen was bustling about in this fairyland, rushing about, intent on finding the legendary flower that transformed the Holy Qilin. Meanwhile, in his mind, his second spirit was still deeply engaged in a conversation with the Golden Crow Emperor. It seemed as if he could split in two. One side of his spirit was busy discussing matters with Master Gu Yuan and Fairy Ji Yao, while the other had a deep gaze, as if pondering something...

Who is behind this weirdness?

In Fengchen's mind, the second soul frowned and talked to himself. He seemed to have some ideas in his mind, but these ideas were too scary, even he himself felt that they were a bit outrageous.

Behind all this, it's not just Xuanmen. Even what the Golden Crow Emperor said may be far beyond his time, even including the Longhan Catastrophe and the Great Catastrophe of the Heavens. Behind all the disasters, there must be someone secretly planning.

Being able to use the entire universe as a chessboard, Fengchen couldn't help but think of himself. The current situation in the Xuanmen sect is full of undercurrents and life and death are unpredictable. Compared with the ancient times, it is a world of difference, which makes people feel powerless.

Ancient mythology, what era was that? It was the most glorious era in the entire world. Even the ancestor of Xuanmen, Emperor Cangkong, could only barely squeeze into the forefront during the ancient times, and it was very likely that he was still ranked at the back.

Ha ha! !

Fengchen suddenly felt a little self-deprecating. The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed to him. He originally thought that he had seen through everything and that he could take revenge as long as he found the enemy behind the scenes. But now he thought that his experience might be inseparable from the endless years of disputes between heaven and earth. He just didn't know whether the so-called planner was the same enemy.

"Senior, you were plotted against by someone back then. Do you know who it was?" Feng Chen asked first. He was also curious about the things hidden behind the scenes. He had some guesses in his mind and was just waiting to verify them one by one with the Golden Crow Emperor.

The Golden Crow Emperor shook his head. "Haha, I thought I was extraordinary, but I was caught in the hands of that villain within three moves. I don't even know who he is."

"That seems to be my guess." Feng Chen nodded.

The Golden Crow Emperor's eyes lit up: "Oh? Tell me about it."

Feng Chen was not in a hurry: "I am just guessing. There are some things I need to ask for advice before I can continue. So, senior, you mentioned the ancient three origins. Can you tell me such a secret so that I can make some inferences?"

"Well, I'll tell you. Perhaps your innate spirit knows everything and can give me some insights. Not only can that help me, but even if I save Qilin, there won't be any backlash. After all, the White Emperor wasn't afraid of any curse back then." The Golden Crow Emperor nodded and then opened up...

“I heard that this world was originally empty, and it was only because of a thought…” The Golden Crow Emperor began to tell the secret, which is the origin of the Ancient Three Elements.

It turns out that the heaven and earth did not exist originally. According to legend, a thought descended into the void, and the chaos primordial qi was born in the void. When chaos first appeared, because it was contaminated by the thought of Tao, it gained self-awareness and thought that everything was created by it.

But Taixu also has Tao. The origin of Tao believes that chaos is a failure, because it only has chaos and no all things. Fearing failure again, it divided two parts of spirituality into chaos, which is Lingxu. It then divided half of the origin in chaos into two parts, combined them one after another, and placed them in chaos to nurture. Then, the Wuji Qi and Taiji Qi were born. At this time, the origin of Tao was a little tired and needed to rest, so they each left behind a fair rule of thought, and then began to sleep. This rule is the Tao.

Unexpectedly, Chaos' self-awareness came from the will of Tao, and he could easily control the Tao. At first, it was nothing, but as Wuji awakened and became a god, and gathered a large amount of energy belonging to him, Chaos thought that his things were taken away and began to get angry, but Wuji's awakening was a foregone conclusion, so he could only accept it.

When Tai Chi awakened, something went wrong and he was almost swallowed by chaos. Fortunately, Wuji helped him to barely preserve his origin, but the origin was broken into two halves. Later, Wuji helped to turn them into yin and yang Qi.

The two Qi were originally one, and wanted to merge into one again, but for some reason, even with Wuji's help, they never succeeded. Moreover, the more they merged, the more dispersed the power became. These dispersed powers eventually turned into countless living beings. Later, it was discovered that this was the result of chaos being able to temporarily change the rules.

Long, long ago, in the ancient past, Yin and Yang, exhausted from their power, were forced to retreat into Wuji's embrace, entering a long slumber, hoping to recover. However, the tiny lives nurtured by Yin and Yang were fragile, unable to withstand the onslaught of Chaos. Despite Wuji's utmost efforts to protect them, these tiny beings were often devoured by Chaos, or their minds were eroded by it. At this critical juncture, three individuals, relying on their ingenuity, joined forces to reclaim a small portion of the rules that benefited them, temporarily severing Chaos's control over them, and finally breaking free from its constraints.

To prevent the return of Chaos, Wuji made a difficult decision: he split his body in two. One half became the boundless earth, a home for all living things; the other half transformed into a sky filled with stars, forming a vast formation to resist Chaos's invasion. Simultaneously, Wuji's power was split in two: one half remained on the earth, transforming into the innate Qi, while the other half spread across the heavens and earth, resisting the encroachment and return of Chaos.

After completing all this, Wuji also began a long slumber. At this time, Yin and Yang awoke and, noticing Wuji's weakness, combined their remaining strength with the portion of chaotic energy that Wuji had reclaimed, which should have belonged to Taiji. The two mutually evolved into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, permeating every corner. This spiritual energy not only helped living beings reproduce but also slowly nourished Wuji until he regained his strength. Yin and Yang also used the small amount of rules they had robbed to wrap themselves around the three of them. This was the only thing they could do in their weakened state. Afterwards, the three of them fell into a long sleep.

During their initial slumber, they each released a wisp of power, transforming into the three ancient ancestors: the Ancestral Dragon, the Ancestral Phoenix, and the sacred Qilin. However, for unknown reasons, these three divine beasts lost some of their memories. Knowing only of their extraordinary origins, they forgot their true identities and their former aspirations. Thus, they began to wander, seeking to recover their memories.

As time passed, those creatures gradually awakened and became increasingly powerful. At first, they lived in harmony and reproduced together, but as their power grew, contradictions gradually emerged, eventually evolving into disputes and conflicts...

"This is the myth passed down from the ancient times. The authenticity of some secrets of that era is difficult to verify and measure." The Golden Crow Emperor shook his head as he spoke, his eyes revealing endless distance and depth.

After a long silence, he turned around and continued, "However, this emperor speculates that these legends come from the bloodline inheritance of various holy spirits. Even if there are some falsehoods, the majority of the content should be 70% to 80% true. Only the key details may be different. How to understand it depends on personal understanding and comprehension."

Fengchen nodded, understanding the Golden Crow Emperor's words were true. These hidden connections were extremely important, their impact potentially rippled throughout the entire universe. The ultimate evolution of heaven and earth could be profoundly different due to these seemingly ordinary legends. However, the truth was difficult to discern, and the doubts were crucial. Whether they held any value depended on personal insight and judgment.

Thinking of this, Fengchen raised another question: "As the predecessor said, the curse on the three ancient clans must have been planted by someone shortly after the Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Phoenix, and the sacred beast Qilin transformed. Such a method is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people. Even beings like the Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Phoenix, and the sacred beast Qilin were calculated by them. I really don't know how our ancestor Baidi endured it, and how he helped Emperor Xuan."

"That depends on how you, the innate spirit, perceive it. This emperor is not very clear about this. After all, the innate spirit is unique to the human race, and its number was extremely limited at the beginning, only a few. Now including you, although I don't know how many Xuanmen have appeared after this emperor was trapped, but as far as I know, there are only six or seven, and this has to include Baidi and others." The Golden Crow Emperor shook his head and lamented the mystery of the innate spirit, but its subtlety is also not tolerated by the way of heaven, otherwise it would not be so rare.

Feng Chen nodded in confirmation. "I don't know the details, but I heard from my grandfather that since our ancestor Baidi, there have only been eight famous innate spirits in Xuanmen, nine in total including me. However, the world is so vast, and whether there are still people who keep secrets is unknown due to the long history of Xuanmen."

The Golden Crow Emperor nodded again, expressing his complete agreement. "Yes, that's basically it. At the end of the world, the number nine symbolizes the ultimate. Obviously, the laws of the universe don't allow this limit to be exceeded. Those who can break through this limit have already reached the limit of what humans can achieve. Going further could lead to catastrophic consequences, and at that point, life for humanity might become extremely difficult. After all, the birth of every innate spirit foreshadows a major event in their era, perhaps a history-changing event or a feat that saves the world. In short, every innate spirit is closely connected to a major event that shakes heaven and earth."

The Golden Crow Emperor's words were simple and clear. He emphasized humanity's unique advantages, distinguishing it from the ancient gods of heaven and earth, as well as from all other creatures. While humans may appear fragile and seemingly indifferent to worldly concerns, they actually harbor limitless potential. If they find the right path, humanity's achievements could surpass even those of any creature before them, and their potential is unfathomable. At current trends, the entire universe seems unable to accommodate humanity's potential.

Such a race suddenly appeared between heaven and earth at some unknown moment, as if deliberately released. When the numerous races in the universe discovered the birth of humanity, they paid little attention, simply considering it the emergence of another new species. However, when humanity grew up and gained the protection of the heavens, looking back, everything was irreversible.

Fengchen discerned a deeper meaning in the Golden Crow Emperor's words. If humanity was blessed with natural advantages, then perhaps someone had deliberately devised a plan, using the Primordial Three Elements as bait, using humanity to fish for everything in the universe. The root of all this, then, must be a substance or energy sufficient to so meticulously calculate. And this substance or energy was only accessible to humans. Even Fengchen, with his vast experience, found it difficult to imagine what it could be.