Chapter 43: Seeking the Ancient Wisdom in Modern Times

er heaven and earth were divided, human beings began to walk among them.But in the Mystic Realm. Humans' foothold is on the ground, and above their heads is the sky!Ding Jingshan faced death without...The turbulent waves extend for thousands of miles, their end unknown.

Zhong Xuan walked with his feet firmly planted on the ground, as if traversing a sacred temple. Dressed in white, he moved across the path, appearing more like a tourist than an adventurer. Even amidst this chaotic and oppressive atmosphere, he stood tall and composed, unfazed by the negative energy swirling around him. He ignored the negativity that came his way and leisurely disappeared into the distance.

Kou Xuejiao, however, was dashing through the air along the faint thread of worldly desires, like standing on a precipice above an abyss, forever separated from the source of disaster.

“There's a question I’ve always wanted to ask Champion Hou.” Kou Xuejiao carefully scanned the surroundings. “How do you view the Blood River Sect”

“This matter is not particularly necessary.” Chongxuan replied calmly: “Time flows like a river, and throughout millennia it remains unchanged. History will naturally have a fair evaluation. The opinions of the world are far more numerous than my single word, Chongxuan.”

“This matter is very necessary.” Kou Xuejiao turned back and said, “Everyone in the world speaks to the world, and Chong Xuan follows what Chong Xuan follows. When the previous sect master was alive, he always admired you very much. At first glance in Miejie, I was amazed. After returning to the sect, I still couldn't forget it. He mentioned you many times in private, thinking that you were a true cultivator seed and an unparalleled genius. If you could take charge of Xuehe Sect, you would surely be able to restore its glory for 50,000 years. Until he died in battle against the Bodhi Demon Ancestor, he hoped to pass the position on to you until his death… I personally also want to know why you refused Xuehe Sect”

"My answer to Lord Huo at the start was, and remains, 'Our paths diverge.' " Chongxuan said in a calm voice, “I have my own path, I needn't walk your straight and narrow."

Kou Xuejiao was stunned for a moment, looking at the outstanding figure in the magnificent temple, then lowered her head to glance at the red dust line beneath her feet, so thin it was almost invisible. She shook her head, her voice tinged with both relief and melancholy: "Perhaps you're right, perhaps we've been walking a path that's too narrow and have long been eliminated by time."

"The glorious five thousand four hundred years of the Blood River Sect have never dimmed, why should I carry it on" Chong Xuan raised his eyebrow slightly: "Master Shi Feng is at the top level of the cave truth. Now that he has achieved the realm of derivation, he has indeed taken on the responsibility. I'm very curious, why did Master Huo insist on passing on the position to me and ignore Master Shi Feng at that time"

Kou Xuejiao let out a long sigh: "The Blood River Sect bears the responsibility of misfortune, and the environment is harsh. Too many talented disciples have died prematurely. Since Huo Zongzhu's personal disciple died in battle with the calamity, who could inherit the mantle of the sect after many years has always been an unresolved issue for the Blood River Sect. I'm not afraid to expose our shame — the young people of the Blood River Sect this generation are simply incapable of greatness. Only Yu Xiaocheng, the disciple of Mount Moving True Person, shows some promise in cultivation, but his vision is too narrow and he cannot shoulder the responsibility of a great sect."

“Of course, Master Bānshān is a powerful figure. But he’s very self-centered and, once he becomes the headmaster, he won't listen to anyone else’s opinions. After he leaves, who will succeed him”

“Lord Huo confided in me about these matters, often sighing with regret. He believed that while one can move mountains, they cannot fill the sea. Young people like you represent a broader future. At the same time, he thought that Master Peng should pursue the ultimate path and not be weighed down by the sect…”

Of course, Mr. Peng may not think so.

As a protector of the Blood River Sect, Kou Xuejiao certainly knew Peng Chongjian well.

Her final words carried a lot of weight.

Ho Shih-chi's death, perhaps not so simple From related information, that elder Xu Ming-song of the Xuehe Sect who triggered the change of misfortune, was indeed very close with Peng Chongjian. When Peng Chongjian took office, Kou Xuejiao was indeed the first to stand up against him, and even personally went to Linzi to...

All that has transpired here is bound to make one ponder deeply.

But Chongxuan Zun seemed not to hear anything, simply stepping out of the Sun Temple, plucking a strand of moonlight and shaping it into a snow-white long sword. He faced the Tochin level evil apparition that suddenly surged from the water, roaring fiercely.

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The surging sea of troubles, the approaching convergence of two powerful forces.

Calmness and madness, elegance and ferocity.

Such a paradoxical unity is found in one painting.

Zhong Xuan's voice flowed as calmly as moonlight: "This cave is truly a dreadful sight. I shall take care of it. As for the tracks of Qiongqi, please trouble Zhenren Kou to search diligently."

Kou Xuejiao fell silent. The Red Dust Sword transformed into three thousand threads of red dust, intertwining and piercing into the sea of karma.

Dou Zhao slashed with his sword, cleaving the murky water in two. The long waterway instantly dried up, not a single drop remaining.

The gurgling sound of water, as if an illusion.

Only the Sky-Piercer blade, with its thick back and perilous edge, stands upright in the air.

The Yin-Yang Labyrinth is not boring.

They had gone through fire and water, braving every danger along the way. But after all threats were eliminated, the long corridor remained unchanged, as did the boundless wall.

I've had many experiences, but it feels like I'm still in the same place.

The Yin-Yang Labyrinth continuously extends new paths, Dou Zhao always chooses the first one on his right. No matter what obstacles he faces, he breaks through them with a single sword strike. No matter how long the corridor, he reaches the end in a single step.

But after thousands of steps, everyone still couldn't establish a clear understanding of their location.

"If we keep going like this, we'll never get out of here. It's an endless, eternal cycle." A long scroll floated beside Ji Li, moving with her steps and constantly imprinting the patterns on the high walls on both sides, recording every detail.

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She held the kitten tightly, frowning and pondering, "We should stop and carefully plan out a route before moving on. We shouldn't waste our energy in vain."

Dou Zhao was too lazy to speak and continued walking forward.

Then Jiang Wang asked, "What did Miss Ji calculate"

Ji Li walked and shook his head, "The amount of calculation is too massive. It would take at least three days of quiet contemplation to get preliminary results. The only thing I can be sure of now is that as long as we leave this corridor, the 'figures' on the high walls on both sides will change. They don't provide any rules, they just randomly switch yin and yang."

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Dou Zhao had now reached the end of the corridor, but unlike before, he didn't turn onto the next path. Instead, he stood at the crossroads, raising his left hand to press against the high wall. Without turning back, he said, "I don't have three days to give you, scholar."

The term "scholar" itself is not derogatory, but his arrogant tone clearly doesn't imply any praise.

Only then did he begin to exert force with the hand supporting the high wall, veins like dragons bulging on his back. Suddenly, a point of gold light flared up, like a dragon's eye being illuminated!

A golden light shone brightly.

Dou Zhao's entire being radiated a brilliant splendor, while that towering wall—as if forever insurmountable, reaching up to the heavens itself—emitted a burdened and heavy groan!

All the way, he seemed to only move forward, only draw his sword, but in the thousands of confrontations within the Yin-Yang Labyrinth, he had already cut through its essence!

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“What kind of Yin Yang True Saint, even his remnants are not here… Ten thousand years have passed, do you still want to waste my Dou Zhao's time!”

He took a step to the left!

The unbreachable wall has fallen.

He shattered the "unbreakable" rules!

After the high wall collapsed, surging on the left side of the crowd was a blinding white radiance. Thousands upon thousands of threads interweaving, ignited, as if a sun had exploded in place!

Deep within, there was a long sigh.

Jiang Wang operated the dry yang red pupil, staring straight at the center of this "sun," and saw a vague human figure gradually taking shape. Then he suddenly turned back, and sure enough, the high wall on the other side had disappeared at some point, leaving only an endless expanse of darkness. In the dimness, even darker humanoid figures appeared.

“Wow, what times are these” the figure in the radiance exclaimed, their voice bright and excited.

"It's been... a very long time, hasn't it" the person in the gloom said, their voice hesitant and low.

"Really, how did it get like this... The riddle of this Yin Yang Maze was actually quite easy to solve." The figure in the light said.

“Indeed, it is not difficult.” said the person in the gloom.

The figure in the radiant light said: "As long as you apply the knowledge principles of 'Five Virtues Overcoming Each Other', use the stem and branch as a foundation for calculating the basics, incorporate the changes of the four seasons, and then use a little bit of numerology skills, you can calculate a safe path. The yin-yang walls have revealed the key conditions."

In the gloom, a voice said: “I still left some clues.”

“Well then.” The figure in the radiance instantly withdrew all its brilliance, transforming into a radiant man clad in white from head to toe, appearing clearly before everyone’s eyes. His expression was slightly exaggerated: “How long has it been Are these young generations today so disrespectful and reckless They actually demolished our labyrinth.”

As if endless darkness, all gathered into a man in black clothes, with a black hood and a black robe, he said somewhat dejectedly: "Unsolve the riddle, tear the exam paper. This is the style of which sect"

“Kong Ke” the man with the white crown said, “Back then, when he lost a debate, he drew his sword and killed the other person. Then he declared himself the winner of the debate.”

“Oh” said the man in black. “It seems someone was talking about a scholar.”

Hearing these two people speak such nonsense about Confucius right here, even Ji Li, whose temperament was usually calm, couldn't help but retort: "Idle talk and baseless claims! Don't be so presumptuous! Who are you To behave in such a manner!"

The snow cat snarled, emitting a threatening growl, cheering on its master.

“She was very worried,” said the man with the white crown.

"It seems she knows about this too." said the man with the black crown.

Ji Li only hated that she couldn't speak foul language, a thousand words couldn't express it.

The snow-seeking cat meowed incessantly.

"It's time for an introduction, then." The man in white bowed slightly. "My name is Zheng Shao. Young lady, have you... heard of..."

The man with the black crown said, "Zhao Fanlu."

Ji Li's expression grew solemn: "The Yin-Yang Twin Saints!"

Of course she had heard...

When studying ancient history, how can one overlook the era of the sages To understand the era of the sages, how can one disregard the Yin-Yang school

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As for the Yin-Yang school, how could one not know about Zheng Shao and Zhao Fanlu!

They were the two most powerful disciples of Yin-Yang True Saint during the Era of Saints.

Known as "Yin-Yang Little Saints" or "Yin-Yang Two Wise Ones".

“Sages” are those who surpass the pinnacle and approach transcendence. In a sense, during the era of sages, all those considered virtuous were powerful individuals at the level of Dao derivation.

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Yin Yang True Saint Zou Huiming created the Yin Yang theory, Zheng Shao and Zhao Fanlu complemented it. They were Zou Huiming's most outstanding disciples and virtuous people who helped Zou Huiming become a saint!

Time flies, Yin Yang True Saints have already been transformed into fate, and naturally the Yin Yang Two Worthy Ones cannot still be alive.

The current manifestation is merely a glimpse from the heyday of the Era of Saints, when the Yin-Yang school, at a certain stretch of this river of loss, cut out a strand of time from between the pages of the Book of Time and Space, hiding it within the concept of direction amidst misfortune.

Zheng Shao, in his white gown and hat, burst into laughter: "The younger generation still remembers me! I haven't lived in vain!"

In her black robe and headdress, Zhao Fanlu sighed, "What day is it today How long have we been waiting here"

“The Era of the Saints has long since ended, and along with it, several other eras, totaling a history of 100,300 years, are now considered ancient history. The present day is the year of the new dawn of the Dao Calendar.” Ji Li said: “The Yin-Yang School no longer exists.”

Zheng Shao smiled brightly: "Interesting! I've been dead for so many years!"

Zhao Fanlu then said, "No, the Yin-Yang school will always exist."

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"I said—" Dou Zhao slanted a step forward, intercepting Zheng Shao's gaze. "Are you done talking Considering you've been dead for a long time, I'm willing to give you some patience. But not forever."

"Hahaha…" Zheng Shao laughed for a while, then said: "I always thought I admired straightforward people, but when I myself am treated so directly, I feel that such people are really impolite… Boy! Then I'll give you new rules — now you need to be divided into two teams and challenge me and Zhao Fanlu at the same time. Win this challenge, and you can continue forward."

As soon as the words left his lips, he smiled and retreated into the endless radiance. Zhao Fanlu remained silent, stepping into the eternal gloom.

On the long corridor, only six people who entered this maze remained. Under the reflection on both sides, their faces seemed to flicker in and out of darkness as well.

Zheng Shaohua and Zhao Fanlu, had once both reached the peak of transcendence.

Although it is merely a fleeting moment in time, even within this particular conception of orientation, its essence reveals the profound power of depth.

This, of course, would not be a simple challenge, even with the silhouettes of the "Yin Yang Twin Sages" weakened to this extent!

It's really not fair to divide these six people into teams right now, mainly because Ning Shuangrong is still in a state of overexertion and exhaustion.

Ji Li began to recall information about Zheng Shao and Zhao Fanlu, silently calculating what kind of team arrangement could achieve the most effortless victory. For her, this was not difficult to calculate, and she didn't need much time...

But for Dou Zhao, this was undoubtedly not a problem.

You are a team.

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He left only those words, then with the Heavenly Saber in hand, he walked alone into the brilliance.

Ji Li glanced at Jiang Wang.

"Jiang Wang smiled softly and said, 'We don't know the good and evil of the other side, nor can we discern truth from falsehood. We shouldn't listen to them completely. You stay here to help keep watch. If something feels wrong, act quickly to make amends. I'll go in first to check the situation.'"

Carrying a lovesickness, one step into the darkness.

He has finished speaking, and the person has vanished.

In the void, a book was opened, its script winding like a path. Zhu Qingru's expression remained unchanged as she wrote with her pen—

Although Mr. Jiang is gentle, he is no less proud.

Dou Zhao took a step into the blazing white light and stepped into Zheng Shao's world of burning light.

The searing light did not blind him, Zheng Shao's features were so clear and distinct in his eyes.

Zheng Shao stood there majestically, his hands outstretched, a radiant smile, almost manic, on his face: "Welcome to my daydream!"

In Chen Pu's , it is explicitly stated that the term "daydream" originates from Zheng Shao.

In the age of saints, "u" was still a term representing goodness. But after being washed by time, today it has become a slightly derogatory delusion.

Because Zheng Shao's daydreams didn't come true!

All the efforts made throughout the entire period of the Grand Masters failed to achieve the highest ideal. Not to mention the already extinct Yin-Yang school, not to mention Zheng Shao's dream.

Dou Zhao's entire body was covered in golden light, pushing back the blazing radiance as he took step by step forward: "I'm here to wake you up. Or kill you in your dreams."

Zheng Shaohuan burst into laughter: “You should know how to respect your elders, kid! We, who have created history, are not worthy of your proper worship Why don't you kowtow when you see me”

“The present is the true world, ancient and medieval times are like smoke. Today's people are true people, all those who came before in ancient times have become yesterday!” Dou Zhao walked forward, the world of Bairi Meng was so vast, but with every step he took, he cut the distance between himself and Zheng Shao in half: “Let the dead rest in peace, your era is over. Today's people don't need you to test them.”

His martial uniform fluttered gently, and Tianxiao was already soaring across the sky: "Open your eyes and see, who rules the world today!"

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