Chapter 668
Soon, the entire Three Mountains Sect knew that the new Junior Brother was a fool who only knew how to read.
Even Zhu Ping's master, Daoist Qing Chi, had a meeting with him.
He said that the Daoist classics weren't unimportant, but it was better for him to practice martial arts diligently.
Zhu Ping nodded and returned to the library to continue reading.
What they didn't know was that while Zhu Ping was reading, he was multitasking to circulate his inner force.
His cultivation time was twice that of others, but the results were less than a tenth of the others, or even less.
There was a list of completed missions on his interface, but he hadn't received the mission rewards.
Now, Zhu Ping's understanding of the Green Jade Purple Essence Art was almost on par with the creator.
The only thing he lacked was that he hadn't seen the Xiantian Dao Body Technique and the Five Qi Divine Lightning Mystic Art.
"Perhaps if I obtain the original Green Jade Purple Essence Art, I can reverse deduce the mysteries of the two Mythical martial arts." Zhu Ping thought to himself. The Green Jade Purple Essence Art he was currently cultivating had been cut down.
The unedited version of the cultivation art contained too many mysteries of the two Mythological Martial Arts. Back then, some people who cultivated it directly went crazy and died. There were even some extremely terrifying things that happened, causing chaos in the Primordial Brilliance Mountain.
Even now, there were still some places that were designated as forbidden grounds that disciples weren't allowed to approach.
Occasionally, there would be news of disciples going missing in the vicinity, but no one knew if it was true or not.
Seeing how Zhu Ping loved reading, Qing Chi couldn't do anything about it. After transferring him to the library management position, he rarely asked about it.
Zhu Ping was also happy with the peace and quiet. He had read a lot of books in the past year.
For those who were willing to study hard, they would become smarter.
Zhu Ping had already activated the Soul Scorching Flame. His comprehension, thinking, and calculation abilities had all been developed under the Soul Scorching Flame.
Coupled with a year of hard work, he looked like a completely different person from before.
"You want to go down the mountain for revenge?" Qing Chi looked at his disciple and suddenly realized that he couldn't see through him.
Back then, this disciple had displayed some talent and had clues to Mythical martial arts. Therefore, he had naturally taken him in as a disciple. Later on, he had been unwilling to practice martial arts, so he had slowly given up.
He never expected that he would suddenly come looking for him today and say that he wanted to go down the mountain.
"Alright then. When you return, I will arrange for you to do something," Daoist Clarity Pool said with a nod before waving his hand to dismiss Zhu Ping.
Dressed in a simple Daoist robe, Zhu Ping slowly descended the mountain without even bringing his luggage.
The Tianyuan Secret Realm wasn't a big place, and the Poison Gentleman was considered a top figure in the evil path. With his identity as a member of the Three Mountains Sect, it was easy to find out about him.
No matter what, he had borrowed the identity of the Little Daoist You Zhen, and he had even destroyed the corpse of the Little Daoist You Zhen. It was only right for him to avenge the Little Daoist.
More importantly, he could use this opportunity to display his strength.
He liked reading, but he didn't really want to be a bookworm forever. If he wanted to go to the Realm Beyond Heaven, he had to show his strength. As long as Taoism confirmed that he was strong enough, he would definitely be sent to the battlefield.
Right now, Beyond Avalon was a battlefield. The Federation had collapsed because of the dream world, and for the sake of resources, he had to strengthen the war against the 17th colonial planet.
Zhu Ping had analyzed the whereabouts of the experts in the Tianyuan Secret Territory and found that the current Tianyuan Secret Territory was not as active as before. Many experts were slowly disappearing from the public's eyes.
Recently, the biggest event was the Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin. Other than that, nothing major had happened.
The conflicts between the three religions had decreased significantly.
Taoist Qing Chi had probably sensed something, which was why he had said that he had something for him to do when he returned to the mountain.
"It seems that the Federation is putting a lot of pressure on the three religions." Zhu Ping soon arrived at the small town and the small courtyard.
The surroundings seemed a lot more desolate, and there was even a lot of dust on the streets.
It seemed that after that incident, not many people dared to come here.
Zhu Ping stood in front of the door and paused for a moment. Then, he knocked on the door and walked in.
It was unknown when new shoots had grown on the withered tree. A Daoist was sitting under the tree with his eyes closed. He seemed to be in a deep sleep, but he also seemed to be dead.
Zhu Ping was stunned and walked over. A feeling of walking on the edge of death surfaced in Zhu Ping's heart.
Because of people's fear of death, they believed that death was evil. However, death itself wasn't evil. True evil happened to be derived from people's fear of death.
This fear was also the greatest horror of the Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin.
The Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin had two major tribulations. The first was the fear of death. This was because every reincarnation required one to truly die once. If one failed, one would truly die.
The second was the fear of life.
Life was too bitter. People who had lived for too long would feel a sense of fear when they were alive again. This fear even exceeded the fear of death.
The Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin had reincarnated a few times because of the fear of death. Later on, it would slowly turn into the fear of life.
The poor Daoist was like that. His former Daoist temple had already treated him as their founder. The things that he once cherished and valued were dissipating day by day. He was afraid of living again.
Would the infinite life after successfully cultivating the Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin really make him happy?
Therefore, the poor Daoist who was afraid of his next life lost a large amount of his memories and strength. He became a poor Daoist who was no different from a beggar. He was so poor that he couldn't even fill his stomach.
After eating his last meal, he chose to die, because his greater fear of living had caused even more terror to descend upon him.
Sitting in front of the poor Daoist, Zhu Ping looked at the young face of the poor Daoist and understood.
If he didn't use the Burning Soul Flame to expel the Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin, the poor Daoist would really be dead. The fear of life made him unable to continue living.
His Burning Soul Flame gave him a glimmer of hope. Maybe, he found the meaning of living again from it.
Therefore, there was today's withered tree meeting spring. He was resurrected from death and obtained a true new life.
In front of the poor Daoist, rows of mysterious runes started to appear.
Zhu Ping's eyes started to change as he stared at the lines of words.
"So that's how it is. Mythological martial arts are not just martial arts." Zhu Ping saw a god and devil in between the runes.
In the endless mud, there was a baby who was hugging each other.
He was the end of a great existence, but also the beginning of a new life.
Primordial Origin Mystic Rebirth Heavenly Emperor.
He was also known as the final work, the god of rebirth, the gatekeeper of Eternal Peace Village – Nuo Li.
Only by passing his test and obtaining a new life would one have the qualifications to head to Eternal Peace Village.
In a trance, Zhu Ping saw the baby open his eyes and look at him from within the huge lump of sludge.
When he woke up, the courtyard was still the courtyard. The poor Daoist was nowhere to be seen. Only the withered tree was sprouting.
Zhu Ping thought about the dao and logic of the Nine Lives of the Primordial Origin and left this place.
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