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Chen Ping'an still chose to carve "Spirit Arrives, All Things Succeed" as the inscription on the base. Three thousand words for the side inscription—I liked carving lots of words. It was more challenging.
The old Abbot seemed to have known he would make that choice. He casually asked, "A true secluded cultivation is a true secluded cultivation. You split off three wisps of consciousness—where did they go wandering?"
Chen Ping'an replied, "With the help of Old True Person Yu's six talismans, they went respectively to Yulong Sect, Northern Juluzhou Qionglin Sect, and the Tongye Continent Central Great Ditch. Each had its own purpose."
The old Abbot smiled. "Your realm has risen, and now you've finally begun settling old accounts and calculating the final reckoning with others? Or is it that now your Taoist Companion has become Fourteen Realms, Chen Daoyou, your confidence is overflowing and your back has stiffened? No wonder you and Pavilion Master Liu got along so well—you've become birds of a feather."
Their paths differed, yet led to the same destination. One relied on his senior brother; the other relied on his Taoist Companion.
No, to be precise, one relied solely on his senior brother—his senior brother's realm was his junior brother's realm. The other relied on both his Taoist Companion and his senior brother?
Since he was so capable, why did he have only one Taoist Companion? Why not have as many as he had senior brothers?
If he truly had such romantic fortune, that too would count as ability. Why cultivate so diligently? Just choose one Taoist Companion from every world—wouldn't he be able to swagger sideways wherever he went?
Chen Ping'an found it strange. Ever since the old Abbot and the Dao Ancestor had visited the small town