blueteamnovel Chapter 471 - 356: A Generation of Proud Sons of Heaven_2
Chapter 471 - 356: A Generation of Proud Sons of Heaven_2
Chapter 471: Chapter 356: A Generation of Proud Sons of Heaven_2
“Cough cough cough, you can’t say that.”
Zhen Gu smiled radiantly at Zhou Yi and asked, “Little fellow, of the seven elders in the hall, whom do you wish to take as your master? I am Zhen Gu, the sixth-generation Heavenly Master...”
“Eldest senior brother!”
Zhen Zhi interrupted, “I have already taken him as my disciple, and the dharma name is set to Chang... Yi. Where do you get off trying to entice him like that?”
While speaking, he looked at Zhou Yi and kept winking to hint.@@@@
“Greetings to my great-grandmaster, greetings to all the grandmasters.”
Zhou Yi bowed deeply and said, “Disciple, after arriving at the mountain, the first person I met was my cousin Shou Ming, which means I’m fated to be with my master.”
“Very good, very good.”
Zhen Zhi praised repeatedly and pointed to the several zhang high statue made of refined gold in the hall: “This is the statue of the founder of Qingyun Temple, the first Heavenly Master of Dongsheng Divine Continent, pay your respects quickly.”
Zhou Yi looked up at his own statue and performed the ritual of three prostrations and nine bows, as Zhen Zhi watched expectantly.
“Greetings to the founder!”
From then on.
Zhou Yi became the seventh-generation disciple of Qingyun Temple, with the dharma name Chang Yi.
His master, Zhen Zhi, responsible for guarding the Scripture Storage Hall, directly handed the elder’s command to Zhou Yi, allowing him to enter and choose at will.
“My disciple, although you have the Heavenly Spiritual Root, you must also cultivate diligently. Nowadays, the Divine Continent is peaceful, with few battles of magical prowess. First, cultivate your mana to the Golden Core, then pursue the Magic Divine Abilities!”
“Disciple will remember.”
Zhou Yi roamed for several days, and ultimately chose the Tai Xuan Jing as his main cultivation technique.
Zhen Zhi’s brows unfurled into a smile; this cultivation technique was of extraordinary significance. He found several dozen volumes of the Tai Xuan Jing commentaries and instructed Zhou Yi to ask him about any doubts at any time.
Two years later.
Zhou Yi naturally succeeded in Foundation Establishment without the need for a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Such speed of cultivation shocked everyone in Qingyun Temple; it was far quicker than the average person with a Heavenly Spiritual Root.
Twelve years passed.
Thunder roared atop Qingyun Mountain, and bolts of heavenly lightning fell.
Seven figures watched from a distance, Zhen Zhi’s expression tense as he flew erratically in the sky.
“Eldest senior brother, this can’t go wrong, can it?”
“Even poor Dao can’t be certain about the Heavenly Tribulation.”
Zhen Gu’s brows were tightly knitted, looking up at the sky: “This lightning tribulation is at least fifty percent more powerful than during our time. A normal tribulation has a thirty percent chance of success, nowadays it’s less than ten percent!”
Zhen Zhi looked anxious, “I’m going to find the Divine Ox and ask for its help.”
“Don’t worry, poor Dao has already sent the message. The Divine Ox said it’s been watching.”
Zhen Gu sighed, “Ever since the Heavenly Court took control of the Divine Continent, the tribulations become more formidable each year. For now, one can barely make it through, but several centuries from now...”
Zhen Zhi felt slightly reassured but continued to watch the heavens anxiously.
“That’s other people’s concern. With the Divine Ox guarding Qingyun Mountain, we won’t be destitute.”
An immeasurable amount of incense gathered and entered the Heavenly Court, more than ten times the amount before the demonic incursion.
The Heavenly Emperor and the many True Gods grew much more powerful. Using the power of incense, they then conferred True God status upon more than twenty gods, many of whom were cultivators outside the major Immortal Sects, dispelling the rumor that “Loose Cultivators could not be enshrined as gods.”
While the mortals lived and worked in peace and contentment, the cultivators led difficult and troubled lives.
The divine edicts continuously increased, eventually becoming a colossal tome nearly the height of a man, with hundreds of thousands of rules that turned the Cultivation World into a prison.
While cultivators studied the scriptures and sought enlightenment, they also had to meticulously ponder the meanings of these divine edicts, lest they unwittingly fall into their traps, a misstep considered more grave than spells and combat.
This couldn’t be done, that couldn’t be touched.
They obediently secluded themselves in the mountains to cultivate. Should they encounter a god on patrol, if they couldn’t produce their Immortal Register and the source of their cultivation technique, they’d also end up taking a trip to the heavenly prison, having to prove they were good people!
In the deep silence of the night.
Many cultivators felt desolate, feeling less free than prisoners. Of course, becoming mortals was absolutely out of the question!
The unprecedented great change that had been shouted about before divine enthronement only revealed its power after two thousand years.
No longer human, not quite immortal!
...
Qingyun Mountain.
The rear mountain.
In front of the tomb of the Heavenly Master.
A plain tomb with only the simple inscription “Tomb of the Heavenly Master” engraved on it.
After more than nineteen hundred years, weathered by wind and rain, the tombstone had become even more archaic and full of vicissitudes. Its edges were smooth to the touch, clearly a sign of frequent visitation and mourning.
Zhen Gu stood in front of the tomb of the Heavenly Master and said to Zhou Yi.
“Today I bring you here to pass on the position of the Heavenly Master to you. From now on, you will be the seventh generation Heavenly Master!”
Zhou Yi said, “Uncle-Master, you still have a dozen years of life left...”
“It’s alright, I have long wanted to retire.”
Zhen Gu spoke solemnly, “The title of Heavenly Master is far too heavy! With my ordinary talent and the luck of condensing a Golden Core, I’m simply incapable of leading Qingyun Temple to flourish.”
Zhou Yi solemnly said, “Uncle-Master, rest assured, I will not let you down!”
“Hahaha, of course, I believe in you.”
Zhen Gu’s eyes gleamed, “You are a genius unmatched in two hundred years at Qingyun Temple, achieving Nascent Soul within less than two centuries. In the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent, you can be called a peerless genius!”
“Uncle-Master flatters me.”
Zhou Yi couldn’t help but blush, feeling slightly embarrassed with a Nascent Soul close to nine thousand years old.
Zhen Gu gently caressed the tombstone, saying, “The first Heavenly Master was the most astonishing and brilliant person in the history of the Divine Continent. With his own power, he carried out the divine enthronement, benefitted countless living beings...”
Zhou Yi stood in front of his own tomb, quietly listening to Zhen Gu narrate the grand achievements of the first Heavenly Master.
Speaking of divine enthronement and slaying demons, Zhou Yi could barely console himself with the notion of righteousness. Yet as Zhen Gu spoke further, his embellishments mounted, almost making the first Heavenly Master sound like a True Immortal descended from the heavens.
Zhen Gu spoke passionately, his face flushed with excitement, “After the enthronement of gods, the first Heavenly Master completed his mission in the mortal world. That’s why he resigned from the position of the Heavenly Master, quietly awaiting the end of his life to return to the Immortal Realm.”
“If not a True Immortal, who would be indifferent to the position of the Heavenly Emperor?”
It sounded so reasonable!
Zhou Yi watched his Uncle-Master’s fervor and dared not say a word of rebuttal, fearing that a wrong word would either get him expelled from the family or obliterated.