Six Thoughts Mind Curse

"This journey is very dangerous and full of unpredictable dangers. Don't you want to reconsider?"

Zen Sea Observing Mist was somewhat surprised and said this.

"I've thought about this for a long time. I probably know more about it than you do, and I'm more aware of the dangers involved."

Li Weiyi's eyes were firm as he gave a detailed account of the impending attack on Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain by the combined forces of the Demon Race and the Rice Cult, including the involvement of the Netherworld of the Departed and the Demon Kingdom. Of course, he also included some information about the situation within Lingxiao City.

This is a colossal crisis beset by both internal and external troubles; surrounded by enemies on all sides, with no chance of victory in sight.

A grand feast of division has already quietly begun in the shadows.

In the Lingxiao Shengjing, everything of value—minerals, scriptures, Daoist arts, magical artifacts, refined medicines, and even people—is a dish on the table. Each region has its own recipe, ready to feast to their heart's content and become bloated with food.

Zen Sea Observing Mist remained surprisingly calm. "It's pretty much as we analyzed, but the timeframe is even tighter than we anticipated. Moreover, I didn't expect them to dare attack Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain directly. I thought they would take the Western Territory first to establish a foothold."

"Those aloof individuals within the Imperial Court probably think the same way. Without a solid foundation, there is no way out; once they fail, the price will be extremely high," Li Weiyi said.

Night fell, and all was quiet.

The carriage continued its journey, the road muddy and bumpy.

Zen Sea Observing Mist's true form, leaving Li Ling's vessel, appeared like a ball of flame inside the pitch-black carriage.

Li Ling took out a piece of Spirit Platform Blazing Star Stone, put it into the bone lamp, and hung it on the wall of the room.

Zen Sea Observing Mist exudes an aura of restraint. Dressed in red, with black hair flowing with an unusual luster, he sits cross-legged in his seat, his hands clasped together in front of his ancestral altar, in a state of deep contemplation.

She possessed an invisible aura, not the kind that could suffocate people, but rather a transcendent, sacred, inviolable, unapproachable, and undesecrated Daoist Charm.

If you treat her like a painting and hang her on the wall, it would be a perfect match.

Although Li Weiyi could remain calm and composed, he couldn't overcome the respect and distance she felt. Facing her, he carried a heavy burden in his heart. How could he not imagine her millennia of cultivation, the mountains of corpses and Sea of Blood beneath her feet? How could he not contemplate her unfathomable martial arts prowess?

She was one of the most extraordinary teachers in Lingxiao City, who once ruled over Three Hundred Prefectures and even beheaded the Martial Path Son of Heaven.

"How is your cultivation recovering?" Li Weiyi asked.

Zen Sea Observing Mist gently shook his head. "I am on a path of rebuilding, and my cultivation must be done step by step. In the current situation, I must complete the Yang Jia as soon as possible, otherwise I will always be bound by the laws of life and the order of the Yang Realm, and I will not even be able to leave Li Ling's body during the day."

Li Weiyi smiled wryly, "This is too sudden!"

"No rush, I'm not ready either," said Zen Sea Observing Mist.

Li Weiyi looked at the beautiful figure beside him. "Li Ling, the fate of you going to Lingxiao City is uncertain. Why don't you go back to Lizhou first?"

Li Ling rolled her eyes at him. "My master and I dared to break into the Underground Immortal Mansion, why would we be afraid of Lingxiao City?"

Li Weiyi's heart stirred, and he immediately asked, "Chan Wu, what exactly were you doing in the Underground Immortal Mansion? During the turmoil of the Monk's Remains' resurrection, I vaguely sensed your presence in the Sacred Heart Layer."

Zen Sea Observing Mist, sitting there like a celestial jade statue, should have been a stern and imposing figure, but in front of Li Weiyi, there was a hint of tentative affection in her expression. She smiled slightly and said, "Your Master Urn mentioned you, saying that he met you once and bestowed upon you a fortunate opportunity."

"Master Urn?" Li Weiyi tried hard to recall, then shook his head.

I never saw Master Urn in the Underground Immortal Mansion.

"Ask him yourself from now on."

Zen Sea Observing Mist said, "Going to the Underground Immortal Mansion is mainly for two things. First, to find the material energy that can quickly restore one's cultivation and combat strength."

"Just as you said, the Monk's Remains have been revived."

"The Monk's Remains from the ancient Bhakara Sect, who died tens of thousands of years ago, can quickly recover their cultivation and become extremely powerful after being revived is related to some energy substances in the Sacred Heart Layer."

"That's why I must bring your three masters with me!"

"Secondly, I discovered some clues in Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin's memories. They both visited the headquarters of the Rice Sect and experienced spatial teleportation. Spatial Teleportation Array are not simple; only some have survived from the ancient Bhakara Sect era."

Li Weiyi said, "So, you deduced back then that the headquarters of the Rice Cult might be located in the Underground Immortal Mansion?"

Zen Sea Observing Mist nodded and said, "Actually, the most important information we learned is that the Rice Cult has been searching everywhere for people with a specific birth date and time, gathering them together, and then sending them to the main altar. Wang Zhi and Wang Shouxin were both involved in this."

"This birth date and time belongs to Yu Yao."

Li Weiyi was secretly startled and quickly recounted the scene from Tang Wanzhou's memory.

In Tang Wanzhou's memory, many people died beside the altar at the headquarters of the Rice Sect; corpses piled up like mountains, and blood stained everything red.

"Those humans you mentioned, who were sent to the main altar, could they have been sacrifices used by the two Rice Ancestors to cast their curses?" he asked.

Zen Sea Observing Mist said, "I've been to the Sacred Heart Layer, but I didn't reach the place you mentioned. Now that we've integrated the information we have, most of our doubts have been resolved."

"Based on the curse fluctuations in the Sacred Heart Layer space, I speculate that the spell they cast was the Six Thoughts Mind Curse."

"Is it related to the Six Thoughts Heart Demon of the Ancient Son of Heaven?" Li Weiyi asked.

Zen Sea Observing Mist said, "He created it."

Li Weiyi was puzzled and frowned, saying, "How could the Dao Sect possibly know the exact date of the Great Palace Master's birth?"

Zen Sea Observing Mist's expression remained calm, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Besides me, no more than three people know this. To cast the Six Thoughts Mind Curse is far more complex than a large-scale sacrifice."

Li Weiyi was filled with shock, finally realizing where the real danger lay on this journey to Lingxiao City.

Time was of the essence, so we decided not to take the carriage.

After burying the deceased coachman underground, Zen Sea Observing Mist and Li Weiyi quickly headed to Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain. Instead of going to Nanyan Pass, the closest of the four passes, she led him to an ancient and primeval dense forest.

Beyond the dense forest, across a stretch of loose rocks several miles wide, rises steep cliffs that pierce the clouds.

It was already daylight.

Zen Sea Observing Mist returned to Li Ling's body.

"The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain could not possibly have been born naturally. What is its origin?" Li Weiyi stared at the three-colored cliff in front of him. He could not see the end in either direction, as if the entire world was blocked.

"There are many legends, but with the passage of countless years, they cannot be verified at all. In fact, the struggle for supremacy in the Lingxiao Shengjing is essentially a struggle for the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, where the cultivation environment and resources are even superior to those in Carefree Capital."

"The substance added during the forging of Spring Coin is an essential and precious material for crafting hundred-character and Thousand Character Artifacts. In the Lingxiao Shengjing, it is only found in the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain. It is extremely rare even in other realms."

"Whoever seizes Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain will have the right to mint coins."

"The Six Thoughts Zen Temple you mentioned before has an ancient mine of Immortal Soil there. I suspect the people of the Demon Kingdom have been digging for Immortal Soil underground all along."

"Whoosh!"

Zen Sea Observing Mist walked forward, gently pressing his palm out.

Instantly, a layer of array Light Veil appeared on the cliff face within a range of several dozen feet.

Mysterious Formation Script danced on the Light Veil.

Any Saint Mind Master would be bewildered by these Formation Script, too afraid to touch them, and unable to decipher them.

The slightest carelessness could unleash the killing power of the formation, reducing one to ashes at the bottom of the cliff.

Unfazed by the Zen Sea Observing Mist, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his mental power penetrated the Formation Script layer by layer.

The foundation of the array formations in Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain was left behind by her.

Even though it has been reinforced layer by layer by the Imperial Court's mage masters over the past thousand years, the Formation Script and structures all originated from her lineage. She knows them by heart and can open a crack in them.

Li Weiyi and Zen Sea Observing Mist passed through the gaps in the formation and ascended to the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

Sunlight shines on the earth, and the Dharma energy surges and overflows.

She took a deep breath, her face beaming with a youthful, radiant smile, and asked, "What's the thing you most want to do right now?"

"Let's find a place to have a good meal and find out what's happened these past few days so we can make our next move," Li Weiyi said.

"Then let's do it this way."

The two robbed an Exotic Beast Carriage, obtained the register of people, and used Disguise Art to successfully enter Lingxiao City.

After entering the city, Zen Sea Observing Mist's beautiful eyes were constantly observing both sides of the street. When it saw some ancient buildings, it would stop and stare at them for a long time, trying to piece together the images in its memory, but it always ended in failure.

We did not go to the Heavenly Pavilion.

Li Weiyi always felt that Heavenly Pavilion was somewhat of a jinx to him, and every time he went there, something would happen to him.

On the main road not far from the city gate, find the most bustling and lively restaurant.

The restaurant was located at a crossroads, next to a Heavenly Street over a hundred feet wide. In the center of the Heavenly Street was Imperial Road that only the carriages of Longevity Realm Giants could travel on.

At noon, the lobby on the first floor was completely full, with most of the seats occupied by martial arts experts above the Five Seas Realm.

This is not a normal thing!

Li Weiyi, accompanied by Zen Sea Observing Mist, booked a private room on the third floor by the window.

He indulged in extravagance, hosting a lavish banquet. After all, accompanying him was the former mistress of Lingxiao City, a remarkable woman of Martial Path Son of Heaven prowess.

When inviting her to dinner, you can't be too stingy.

Zen Sea Observing Mist only ordered a pot of thousand-year-old rare wine.

Various messages came from the main hall outside, none of which escaped the two men's keen hearing.

"Xue Jian Tang Ting is taking advantage of the chaos! Knowing that war is about to break out in the Western Territory, he actually intends to seize Feng Prefecture."

"Feng Prefecture itself has many Proud Daughter of Heaven of powerful clans who have drunk from the Mother-Child Spring. With women from all over the country gathering there, how can the Imperial Court defend it? Countless people will voluntarily open the city gates and cheer to welcome them."

"There's nothing we can do! Who told Tang Wanzhou to defeat the Demon Child, seize the Nine Layered Demonic Pagoda, and master the means to resolve the threat of the Mother-Child Spring?"

"It is said that Tang Wanzhou defeated the Demon Child with only fourteen sword strikes."

"If Li Weiyi is a legendary mind master, then she is a legendary martial arts practitioner."

"The most talented person in a thousand years, daring to call herself Young Lord in the Northern Territory, the Demon Child deserves his misfortune for meeting her."

Li Weiyi pondered silently, feeling that Xue Jian Tang Ting's actions were forcing the Demon Race and the Rice Cult to take action prematurely.

"After the battle on New Year's Eve, Li Weiyi disappeared. There are rumors that he was expelled from the cult and secretly executed."

"He uncovered the secret of the Mother-Child Spring, offending many people he shouldn't have. This world is too dark; good people never have a good ending."

"The commendation decree issued to him by the Third Palace Master is a complete joke. I suspect that it was actually the Imperial Court that sabotaged Li Weiyi."

"Boom!"

Outside, the sound of thunderous hooves and gasps of alarm echoed through the streets.

The doors, windows, tables, and chairs creaked and groaned.

"The Demon Kingdom's army has entered the city!" A martial arts practitioner shouted in horror from outside.

Li Weiyi stood up, extended two fingers, and pushed the window open a crack.

Outside, on the wide, north-south Heavenly Street, thick, dark clouds surged in from the direction of the city gate.

The air was thick with death, and the vegetation withered.

Through the clouds and mist, two columns of cavalrymen clad in black armor moved swiftly forward.

His entire body was covered in armor, obscuring his face.

Their mounts resembled crawling skeletal giants, six or seven meters long, with skulls, long flowing hair, and ghostly flames burning in their eye sockets, exuding an indescribable sense of terror.

The four powerful figures from the Demon Kingdom at the forefront—three men and one woman—were clad in Blood Handprint Demonic Armor, wielding spears, exuding an imposing aura, and surveying the crowds on both sides with their condescending gazes.