However, this secret is very difficult to master, and the conditions are extremely demanding. To control ten thousand weapons, one must first master one weapon and cultivate one's own immortal weapon. This is the foundation, and only then can one use the immortal weapon to command ten thousand weapons.
The Sole Immortal Weapon is the foundation of the Nine Secret: Bing, the only artifact for cultivators to prove their Dao, and is known as the Weapon Ancestor. Su Yu's Weapon Ancestor is his Immortal Sword.
This also aligns with the laws of nature: the Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things...
Having mastered this secret, with Su Yu's current level of cultivation, he is capable of seizing Saint Weapon with his bare hands. Those Dao-Slaying King who wield Ancient Saint weapons would basically not last a single move against him.
Therefore, once he reaches the Quasi-Emperor stage, a single thought of his will be enough to influence the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, and he might even be able to seize it.
Weapons are a cultivator's greatest reliance, allowing them to infinitely enhance their combat power. However, the release of the Nine Secret: Bing is bad news for many, as it will disrupt the balance.
"With this secret, subduing Saint Weapon becomes much simpler." Thinking of the sacred artifacts Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in the Ziwei Star Domain, Su Yu shook his head, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
It must be said that although the Emperor's Qi Divine Chain Whip is effective, it can only obtain the bodies of those Saint Weapon and deities, not their hearts. When activating it, it is still not as satisfactory as desired, and cannot be used as one's own arm. There is a barrier between them.
The Silver Moon streaked across the starry sky, the stars were sparse, and the sky gradually brightened. At this moment, Princess Yue Ling also finished her enlightenment and walked over. She looked somewhat dazed, as if she was still immersed in it.
Chapter 413 Encountering Quasi-Emperor in the Mountains, Meeting Ancient Saint at the Stream
The back mountain was very quiet. The moonlight shone on the stones, spreading a hazy glow and creating a serene and elegant atmosphere.
Princess Yue Ling was slender with flowing black hair. Her silver-threaded skirt was inlaid with pearls and tortoiseshell. She moved with elegance and grace, her lotus-like steps graceful and charming, exuding an innate noble air.
Her graceful figure fell upon the black-haired youth beside her. His expression was gentle, his black hair was loose, and the ends of his hair shimmered with a purple-gold luster, as dazzling as stars.
" The Bilu King Physique..." Su Yu glanced at the main peak, his mind filled with thoughts, and he had some ideas about this generation's Jade Green King.
It's not just the King Physique; this sect has many secrets, perhaps not just the "Soldier" Secret and the Deity-Deliverance Art, but also other ultimate lineages, among which there must be ancient sages.
The beautiful woman in the silver dress came out of the world, standing behind Su Yu, with a pair of dark eyes shining with Daoguang, still comprehending the mystery of the word "bing" in her heart.
Her comprehension was far inferior to that of the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo. This time, she only memorized the Nine Secrets Diagrams, merely scratching the surface and not truly mastering them.
Su Yu's eyes flickered slightly, his mind racing with thoughts. He hesitated whether to step onto the main peak to see its true nature, but ultimately decided against it.
This place is not like the Ziwei Star Domain, where hidden talents abound, and one must be mindful of many things when acting here.
The Qin Sect must have the background of Saint, and there was also an ancient Saint living in seclusion not far from here.
According to the initial timeline, Ye Fan arrived here six years later. The contemporary Saint of the Dharma Ending Age had already passed away three years prior, and Saint relics had been taken away by Hua Yunfei.
At that time, that sage was still alive.
Moreover, during this period, Gai Jiuyou was also searching for the Dreamlike Extreme Dragon Marrow in the Qinling. Coupled with the mysterious Qin Sect, there were at least two Sages and one Quasi-Emperor in the Qinling, which spanned a million miles. The region's average combat strength was the strongest in the Big Dipper.
Although Gai Jiuyou's blood and energy had withered, causing him to fall from the peak of the Quasi-Emperor to the Great Saint Realm, his strength was still unparalleled in the Big Dipper Big Dipper Star Domain, and ordinary Quasi-Emperor were no match for him...
With this in mind, Su Yu had already decided to leave. He whispered to the woman beside him, "Let's go, I'll take you to visit an ancient Saint!"
" Saint..." Princess Yue Ling appeared calm, but was inwardly astonished.
During this period, Saint were rare, few and far between. In her memory, there were only three Saint of the Big Dipper: the Mad Old Man in the Eastern Wasteland, the ancient Buddha in the Western Desert, and the protector behind Su Yu.
Su Yu glanced at her, seemingly hearing the beauty's inner thoughts, and said gently, "This world is shrouded in too much mist; what you see is merely the tip of the iceberg."
After speaking, he waved his wide sleeves, and with a wave of his hand, Chaos energy swirled, and a small purple-gold world suddenly appeared, as if the heavens and earth had been created, flowing with Taisu mist.
The purple-gold world rotated, transforming into an ancient and simple Mysterious Light Platform, upon which swirled Void Dao patterns and were imprinted with nine Emperor characters, exuding an aura of vastness.
Seeing that her lord intended to leave, the woman in the silver dress suppressed her confusion and, with a flick of her silk slippers, landed beside Su Yu.
Su Yu looked relaxed, flicked his finger, and was about to activate the Mysterious Light Platform.
Suddenly, his expression hardened, purple light swirling in his eyes as he looked towards a certain spot. At the same time, blue light flashed in his hand, unleashing countless rays of divine light.
A dazzling weapon flew out; the Immortal Sword was crystal clear blue, beautiful and dazzling, with the image of Immortal Phoenix on its blade, lifelike, exuding an overwhelming aura of calamity.
Protecting Princess Yue Ling behind him, Su Yu's expression was cold, his body surrounded by sword light and a sharp killing intent. He said in a cold voice, "I didn't expect the Qin Sect to be hiding a Saint King. No wonder you were able to deceive my senses."
With his current level of attainment, he has already fused the Great Dao into one, A Will Eternal he can move heaven and earth. Under his gaze, ordinary Saint simply cannot hide.
Princess Yue Ling's expression changed slightly. With a flash of her sleeve, she took out the ancient token of the Nine Li Dynasty, a life-saving item bestowed upon her by the Jiuli King.
" Your Green Lotus Imperial Lord is overthinking it."
The crudely carved Daoist inscriptions on the stone wall behind the mountain gleamed, and an old man with thinning hair and gray hair, over fifty years old, walked out.
He was decaying and looked sickly, with a white beard. He said weakly, "This old man has been sitting here for months, with no ill intentions."
Su Yu gazed at the ailing old man, his doubts instantly vanishing. He concealed his Killing Sword, bowed, and said, "Junior Su Ming greets Senior Gai!"
"Kai? That would allow His Highness to perform the junior's etiquette?" Princess Yue Ling's beautiful eyes trembled. The surname reminded her of an ancient being, and her heart skipped a beat. She was somewhat incredulous, thinking to herself, "Impossible. That being has already passed away. Nine thousand years Undying —there is no such person in the world."
Having dismissed the thought in her mind, the woman in the silver dress also bowed respectfully and said solemnly, "Greetings, Saint Senior."
Even if the Jiuli King were to personally visit a being above the Saint Realm, he would still need to treat them with the utmost respect.
"No need for formalities." The ailing old man opened his cloudy eyes, stared at the "imperial prince" before him, and said with some surprise, "You recognize me...?"
Su Yu nodded slightly, and a book of Purple Light Jade Marrow flew out of his hand amidst the flowing five-colored light. It landed in front of Gai Jiuyou, and he said, "I have a past with Xiang Yufei. He asked me to give this to you as repayment for the favor we did last time."
Upon hearing this familiar name, the ailing old man fell silent for a moment, then his withered right hand twitched slightly as he accepted the jade book.
He looked Su Yu up and down, then, thinking of his stubborn disciple at home, he sighed with a hint of helplessness, "Does Your Majesty know where the Chaos Palace Master is now?"
"May I ask what business you have with Palace Master Cao, senior? He went to the Western Desert some time ago." Su Yu remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he felt a sense of pleasure.
He had made a promise to Xia Jiuyou: if she defeated him, he would give her a few drops of Immortal Medicine. However, to achieve this, she would need at least the power of the Eight Prohibitions Realms.
Xia Jiuyou's cultivation level is still low at present, and he is far from mastering the Nine Nether Immortal Melody. He is already struggling with the Seven Prohibitions forbidden arts, let alone the Eight Prohibitions.
Thinking of the disciples at home who were still challenging the Dao Stele, the sick old man sighed softly. With his experience, he could guess what was going to happen in the future at a glance.
" Western Desert, never mind, it's nothing serious." He shook his head, not continuing the topic, and said leisurely, "It's fate that we met today. Your Majesty just mentioned wanting to visit a sage, who should be an old friend of mine. Would Your Majesty be so kind as to give this old man a ride?"
"It is an honor to travel with you, senior." Su Yu politely stepped aside to let Gai Jiuyou ascend the Mysterious Light Platform.
"Thank you." The sick old man nodded slightly, his body hunched over, and he walked forward unsteadily.
Princess Yue Ling then ascended on the wind. Su Yu flicked his finger, and in an instant, the Void became chaotic, countless ripples spread through the space, and the Mysterious Light Platform disappeared into the dim light of dawn, disappearing into the distance.
A moment later, an Eternal beam of immortal light shot out from the main peak of the Qin Sect, illuminating the universe. However, it did not disturb anyone. The dozens of disciples in the sect continued to perform their duties, seemingly oblivious to the soaring light.
The back mountain remained unchanged, silent and still. Beneath the mottled stone wall, an old man in blue robes emerged.
He wore a golden crown, his expression indifferent. With a wave of his sleeve, countless threads flew out from the Void, outlining a mirror-like reflection of the moon in the water.
The water mirror was deep and still, entwined with blue Dao patterns, exuding an ancient and weathered aura.
"Backtrack!"
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, the old man in the green robe gave a soft rebuke, and a wisp of crystalline divine thought flew from his forehead, surging into the water mirror.
In an instant, the sound of metal clanging rang out, and the water-moon mirror filled with Chaos mist, reflecting three blurry figures.
The mirror, shrouded in mist, cast wisps of clear light, accompanied by a faint Daoist aura. The three figures within the mirror grew clearer and clearer, seemingly about to reveal their true forms.
However, the next moment, a ripple appeared in the mirror, the water mirror shattered, and turned into a hazy mist.
" Gai Jiuyou, you're still alive."
The Daoist priest in Qingyi looked indifferent and stared at the stone carving with the secret word "bing" imprinted on it.
At this moment, the mist dissipated, the sun rose in the east, and his face was revealed. He was emaciated, with sunken eyes, dried blood vessels, and an extremely cold gaze.
This is a terrifying Saint King!
"You have lived for over nine thousand years Undying. It is time for you to pass away..." The Saint King's voice was deep and resonant, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light. His holy aura shook the Void, causing the world to fall silent.
He is a direct descendant of the Cai Family, and he reached the Saint Realm a thousand years ago, allowing him to look down upon all living beings. However, his lifespan is dwindling, and he generally does not take action...
"There are some ancient beings hidden within the Qin Sect. Even if an emperor wields an imperial weapon, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed."
Above the vast plains, a wisp of cloud floated by. The ailing old man looked down at the Qinling Mountains and rivers with a serene expression, exuding a sense of returning to simplicity.
Su Yu stood behind and whispered, "Senior, the Cai Family possesses the Deity-Deliverance Art and the Nine Secret: Bing. Has it obtained the inheritance of the Ruthless Great Emperor?"
" The Ruthless Great Emperor..." The sickly old man glanced meaningfully at the black-haired youth and said calmly, "You're asking about that one, aren't you?"
"Nothing can be hidden from you, senior." Su Yu Su Yu said calmly and solemnly, "Although I cultivate the Dao of Devouring, I have not indiscriminately killed innocent people. I can guarantee that."
" Su Ming, Su Yu..." Gai Jiuyou murmured these two names, his eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought, as if pondering something.
He was very interested in the person in front of him. He had previously thought that the person was the Prince of Wu Shi, but now it seemed that this was not the case. He did not expect that the Ruthless One Lineage had produced three geniuses in this Lifetime.
One cultivated the " Indestructible Heavenly Art " and possessed the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar; another obtained the inheritance of the Tribulation Crossing Heavenly Venerable and Emperor Weapon; and yet another obtained the inheritance of the Great Emperor Wushi and Emperor Weapon. This can be considered a rise from the depths of despair...
After a moment, the sick old man glanced at Su Yu and said, "Back then, the Cai Family also participated in the Demon-Slaying War and obtained a portion of your lineage's inheritance. That's how the Deity-Deliverance Art came about..."
As they spoke, the three of them arrived at a mountain range.
This place isn't exactly picturesque, but it's a harmonious blend of mountains and water. There are lakes at the foot of the mountains and dilapidated Daoist temples in the mountains. It's not a paradise, but it has a rustic charm.
Life is but a fleeting dream, how long can it last? Life is full of sorrows. No one can grant me the elixir of Longevity, so I'll sing a long song in the mountains on a spring day...
The forest is lush and green, with slender vines entwining old books. The bluestone path leads step by step into the depths of the mountains, where woodcutters sing loudly, creating a unique and picturesque scene.
As Su Yu listened to the song, his eyes sparkled, and he murmured, "Seeing through the illusions of the world, turning fleeting life into a dream—this way of life is somewhat similar to the Dao of Nature."
Princess Yue Ling's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as her gaze fell upon the dilapidated Daoist temple. She became somewhat mesmerized, sensing the breath of every blade of grass and tree in the world.
Upon entering this place, she was influenced by its surroundings. Her previously chaotic mind became exceptionally peaceful, and previously obscure principles became crystal clear. This led her to exclaim in amazement, "I never imagined that a great sage was hidden here!"
"A minor hermit hides in the wilderness, a major hermit hides in the city. He's attached to appearances; he seems detached, but he's bound by this world." Gai Jiuyou sighed, disagreeing with the two's views.
Upon hearing Gai Jiuyou's assessment, Su Yu pondered for a moment and nodded. What he said was true. Cultivation is inherently about going against the grain, especially in this realm, where time has turned into the Bitter Sea, and all living beings are struggling to cross it.
If life is like a fleeting dream, what good is a pure heart, free from sorrow and joy? It is still impossible to reverse the passage of time, and in the end, one can only become a wisp of ashes in the long river of history.
With a flick of his sleeve, Su Yu shifted space and appeared in front of the low mountain.
On this small hill, there are no green bamboos or lush grasses, nor any medicinal herbs or rare herbs. It's just a simple vegetable garden, lush and green, looking full of life.
A small Daoist temple, dilapidated and low, like a thatched cottage, looked very quiet and deserted.
In front of the small Daoist temple, there is an ancient pine tree with a hollow trunk that takes many people to encircle. Its branches are strong and vigorous, but its Yezi are sparse, and the old tree is about to die.
There were no medicinal herbs or spiritual plants, only a vegetable patch and a grape trellis with dry vines, bearing two or three bunches of purple grapes.
"This Daoist temple also has ancient trees, which are at least four thousand years old... They must be ancient sages." Princess Yue Ling was shocked; she sensed the aura of time.
"The law of law is ultimately without law; emptiness is emptiness, yet not emptiness either. Silence and noise, speech and stillness, are inherently the same; in a dream, there is never a dream. Usefulness lies within uselessness; effortlessness lies within effort. Like a ripe fruit, it naturally turns red. Do not ask how to cultivate it..."
A clear voice rang out from the dilapidated Daoist temple. The temple door opened wide, and a sprightly old Daoist priest stepped out.
He was dressed simply, his Daoist robe was old, his gray hair was high on his forehead, and his whisk was snow-white, making him look very extraordinary. However, the end of the whisk was full of holes and had been gnawed by insects.