The lives in the sea of fire did not struggle for long. They turned into ashes at a clear speed, spread among the mountains and fields, and scattered into the water of the River of Forgetfulness. en8.
Yun Qing closed her eyes in concentration and clearly felt the demise of each living being. A practitioner practices Taoism and enters Taoism while he is alive, and has Taoism seeds in his heart. After death, everything he understands from the way of heaven must be returned to the way of heaven. This is the same as a fallen leaf returning to its roots. It is influenced by the great road of heaven and earth and cannot be changed or disobeyed.
But the way of heaven can be deceived.
Yun Qing saw the spiritual powers of those practitioners. They were small and weak, floating and drifting in the vast world. After the physical body is destroyed, the spiritual light will still exist for a period of time, very briefly, and then disappear all of a sudden, as if it had never existed. The way these Tao seeds disappeared reminded Yun Qing of the Shinto Tao of a hundred thousand years ago. Rather than saying that they were wiped out from this world without warning, it was more like a drop of water falling into the sea.
The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is omnipresent. These Tao seeds come out of the body of the practitioner and then return to the invisible Dao. Those lost orthodoxy had taken too much from the way of heaven, and when they tried to set foot in deeper places, they suffered the punishment of great catastrophes from heaven and earth.
Yun Qing raised her hand, and all the things about the Massacre and Destruction Demon Sect were closely linked to her. She saw the inseparable cause and effect between these spirits.
There seems to be a large invisible net on the ground. The practitioners are causally connected to each other, and the mountains, rocks, grass and trees are causally connected to the practitioners living here. Heaven, earth and people are closely connected, and Tao covers every part of this world. Looking at it this way, those spirits are like moths trapped in a spider web. The physical body turns into flying ashes, the spiritual light suddenly becomes turbid, and the transparent seeds disappear along the connection between the practitioner and the way of heaven.
The breath of the sea of fire became increasingly obscure, and Qi Ji flew up, staring down with some uneasiness.
"What's wrong?" Zheting followed her and flew to a higher place.
"Not too much, that's not the big sun and black sky demon flame." Qi Ji glanced towards the valley, "It's very strange."
Zheting's understanding of the Six Paths Yama Sect was very limited. He consoled him: "It's nothing. Your Majesty took action personally, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
It is common to practice new techniques after joining the Tao, but Qi Ji still feels that something is not right about those demonic fires. It does not seem to be lit for the purpose of killing, but more like it is lit to protect something.
Qi Ji asked uneasily: "Your Majesty took action personally, so should we go to the South China Sea first?"
Zheting frowned and said, "You go ahead. Venerable Yi Xin and I will trap Zhu Wuxia first. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*shou*fa"
"Aren't you going to kill me?" Qi Ji was a little surprised.
Zheting was a little distressed: "Your Majesty didn't give the order... I'd probably compromise with Lord Saint."
Yi Xin's figure suddenly appeared directly between the two of them. He stroked his beard and said: "Set up the formation quickly. We have to stabilize this side after the venerable leaves."
Zheting nodded in agreement and followed him to fly to the place where Zhu Wuxia was trapped by Ju Mang. Qi Ji did not move to the South China Sea, but stayed there to watch for a while. She seemed to want to figure out what the mystery of the flame was.
Yun Qing felt that her soul had reached its limit, and all the cause and effect in this sea of fire were so clearly presented in front of her. This was the first time she had tried such a precise calculation after losing the Heavenly Book. Every practitioner's life flashed in her soul, and not a trace of cause and effect escaped her exploration. The whole world appeared in front of her in a completely different way. They lost their original outline and completely fell into the infinite vastness of heaven.
The spiritual beings of those cultivators struggled to break away from their physical bodies, and their Taoist seeds were wrapped up in extremely complex cause and effect, and then they were instantly submerged in the way of heaven.
Yun Qing got rid of all distracting thoughts, and there was nothing in his heart. Those spiritual images became clearer and clearer, and the karma and consequences were gradually sorted out. There are invisible thin threads weaving into a web in her hands, cutting through the complicated causes and effects at subtle angles, directly connecting every bit of spiritual intelligence to herself.
Establishing cause and effect is something Yun Qing has done many times. To put it bluntly, it is to make something that has nothing to do with her become relevant to her. But the cause and effect established in the past were very simple, as long as there is a relationship, there is no need to care about what kind of relationship it is, how deep the relationship is, just use the most direct method to connect her with what she wants, that's all.
She is trying to build countless causes and effects that are enough to deceive Heaven.
This kind of cause and effect cannot be sudden, because every spiritual enlightenment itself has countless kinds of karma and retribution. If it is forcibly established as before, it will easily destroy the original cause and effect. When the original cause and effect is destroyed, Heaven will begin to notice this abnormality, and it will generate more cause and effect to bring the damaged part back.
When these thin lines connect every dead disciple of the Destruction Demon Sect to Yun Qing, they no longer disappear.
Life and death in the sea of fire fell into a stillness. Yun Qing carefully maintained this balance. She did not dare to tamper with the ever-changing cause and effect.
Those spiritual lights began to become turbid, and in the end only the purest bit of Tao seed was left, and the Tao seed that was supposed to be returned to the way of heaven unexpectedly followed the thin line into Yun Qing's hands.
The magic saint used a similar method to retrieve the Yellow Emperor's inheritance from Zheng Zhenzhen's body. After the practitioner dies, the inheritance is returned to heaven. As long as he rearranges the cause and effect on the body, he can make it look alive. —At least it’s alive to Heaven. The same goes for Tao seeds. After the spirit dissipates, the Tao seeds return to the way of heaven. As long as Yun Qing manages to rearrange all cause and effect, these Tao seeds can stay in the world.
It's just a stay.
Yun Qing waved away the sea of fire, and countless invisible Tao seeds gathered in the palm of her hand. It was rolled into a round shape, a bit like a raindrop, and a bit like... a fruit.
"...What is that?" Qi Ji flew to her side at some point and suddenly asked, "You seem to have taken something from the dead person."
Yun Qing only saw Qi Ji at this time. Just now, she had almost devoted all her body and mind to the calculation of heaven, completely ignoring what was happening outside.
"Nothing." Yun Qing rubbed the center of his brow tiredly, his hands stretched out flat, as motionless as a stone statue.
Qi Ji still looked unconvinced: "I feel that many things are different, but I can't tell where."
Of course, the cause and effect of tampering cannot be discovered by the world. Every bit of them must be perfect and flawless, as if this world is how it is.
"It's nothing." Yun Qing struggled to maintain the existence of these Tao seeds. She didn't even want to say anything.
But Qi Ji seems to still be struggling with this issue.
Yun Qing took the lead and said, "Let's go to Nanhai first. I'll be here soon."
Then she disappeared before Qi Ji could save her.
When he appeared again, he saw the dim underworld temple in front of him. The lines on the magic map emitted a faint light. The water curtain on the dome of the temple flowed down, and the light reflected the misty colors. Every magic pattern is changing, some are very subtle and slow, and some are extremely intense. Looking at it like this, it seems like the Underworld Temple is squirming.
After Yun Qing transferred the world, she almost lost her balance. It took her a short while to calm down her inner breath and calm her soul.
"Are you still alive?" Her soft voice echoed in the empty temple. Yun Qing walked a little closer to the center of the temple, and finally found the Demon Saint under the huge pillars.
He supported the pillar with one hand, bent down to touch the densely packed magic patterns, and replied with a smile: "Of course he is alive."
Yun Qing threw the Tao seeds in his hand directly to him: "Here, there are some more in Nanhai."
The demon saint did not reach out to pick it up. As soon as the Taoist species touched him, he disappeared. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, straightened up and said to Yun Qing: "Go back quickly."
Yun Qing sat directly on the floor and began to regulate her breathing. She said calmly: "I'm too tired."
The Demon Saint did not urge them any more, but looked at these demon patterns carefully. His fingertips touched every place, with a hint of nostalgia.
"It's okay, I'm fine."
Yun Qing chuckled softly: "Yes, it's great. Qian Yuan stepped on the holy throne with half his foot."
The Demonic Saint then moved his eyes away from the Demon Pattern. He looked at Yun Qing helplessly and said, "How can you blame me? He forcibly ascended the throne. No matter what, it's me who suffers, right?"
"Fortunately, he died early..." Yun Qing's smile faded, and his expression became a little solemn, "It would be too dangerous if too much Dao Fruit is gathered."
The Demon Saint smiled nonchalantly: "Actually, it's nothing. If there are too many, just leave them from me."
"The consequences of self-destructing Dao Fruit will be to let me find Dao seeds for you half-dead." Yun Qing frowned, as if he didn't agree with the words of the Demon Saint, "You should have stopped Qian Yuan at that time. The matter of Dao Fruit is of great importance. If the saint dies, the devil’s chess game will no longer be possible.”
"I know." The Demonic Saint tilted his head and looked at her, folding his hands. "If he does not die as a martyr, then he will not die, and you will directly enter the Underworld Temple and take over the power. Then what? He will be resentful for the rest of his life. Mine will remember that I stole a good apprentice from him."
"..." Yun Qing fell silent, not sure if he was meditating or something.
"I'm so sad. I always want someone to take a look at the position I'm standing on." The magic saint smiled, and the silver jewelry on his hand showed an uneasy blood color from the inside out. "I tried my best to die. Living... this holy position is really disappointing."