Chapter 1281
A Millennium-Long Plan, Turning the Tables
Seeing Song Qingming staring intently at him, "Tongtian Sanren" sighed slightly and said:
"When I first entered the Daoist path, I also studied under a sect and left behind several descendants in the world."
But as time goes by, I thought I had nothing to do with them anymore, and no one in this world could remember what I looked like back then.
I never expected that you would find this painting by chance. It seems you must have met one of my descendants. It's quite surprising.
It seems there is indeed some kind of fate between us.
"Were you also an ancestor of the Nanyue Sect back then?"
"Haha, that was tens of thousands of years ago. The Nanyue Sect no longer exists. Talking about it now would only add to our sadness."
"Tongtian Sanren" smiled and waved his hand without explaining further, then looked up at the two people in front of him.
"I am but a wisp of remnant spirit. I have little time to waste. If you two young friends have no further questions, then come and receive my inheritance!"
After saying this, "Tongtian Sanren" released spiritual light from his hand, which quickly condensed into a circular magic array in front of him.
He looked up at the two people in front of him.
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Despite the expectant gaze of "Tongtian Sanren," Song Qingming and Xia Mo remained standing still, showing no intention of moving.
Seeing this, the expression of "Tongtian Sanren" in front of him gradually became strange.
He looked at the two of them with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"You two young friends have come here precisely for the sake of inheriting this cultivation technique, so why do you still have any concerns?"
"I am truly sorry, although what you say is very kind, I am not worthy of your inheritance. Perhaps you should take it back."
"Since you are not Senior Tongtian, would you please escort us away from this place?"
Seeing the somewhat puzzled look on "Tongtian Sanren's" face, Song Qingming shook his head and directly refused him.
Xia Mo, who was standing to the side, raised her hand and released a cyan magic weapon, which formed a protective shield in front of the two of them.
Only when he saw this scene and knew that the two had been prepared did the smile on the face of "Tongtian Sanren" disappear.
"I ask myself, when you came in just now, you did not reveal any flaws."
Unexpectedly, all this painstaking effort was ruined by this portrait.
Time and life.
It seems my two young friends will no longer believe me. I have no choice but to retract my previous statement and find a simpler method of inheritance.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on Tongtian Sanren's face, and then his whole body suddenly swelled up as if he was about to explode.
"boom!"
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A white light suddenly appeared ahead, and Song Qingming and Xia Mo felt a powerful shockwave rushing towards them, forcing them back several feet.
Once the white light dissipated, the two regained their footing.
The surrounding wooden houses and thatched huts had long since disappeared, and the two found themselves in a vast white void, where the figure of the "Tongtian Sanren" was also nowhere to be seen.
"Fellow Daoist Song, who exactly was the person in the painting just now? Could it be that Xuan Tian deceived us, and this person is not that Senior Tongtian?"
"To be honest, I don't know the person in that painting. I just happened to find it in a secret place back then."
As for whether Xuan Tian lied to us before, I have no idea.
However, this fellow is definitely not the one who left behind the legacy here; otherwise, he wouldn't have used the pretense of passing on the teachings to deceive us.
"Oh! So, it's possible that Senior Xuantian didn't even know of his existence."
When I cast the divination for my fellow Daoist, I foresaw that this journey would be extremely dangerous, and unexpectedly, my words have come true.
The portrait in Song Qingming's hand was something he and Huo Feng had accidentally obtained from a cave when they explored the secret realm of "Taiyue Lake".
At that time, his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he was unaware of the identity of the predecessor in the painting.
When Song Qingming first met the "Tongtian Sanren," he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, as if he had seen the person somewhere before.
Just then, he remembered the portrait he had kept on his person for many years, which immediately made him wary, and he secretly reminded Xia Mo beside him.
It was Song Qingming's prior vigilance that prevented them from fully believing the man's claims about the inheritance of cultivation techniques.
Besides, both Song Qingming and Xia Mo had cultivated to the half-step Nascent Soul realm step by step through their own efforts.
They faced countless life-or-death crises and risked their lives to seize opportunities.
Even though what "Tongtian Sanren" just said could help the two of them break through to the Nascent Soul stage and ascend to the Upper Realm, it was enough to tempt any Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, in the eyes of Song Qingming and Xia Mo, this incredible opportunity that came to them seemed somewhat deliberate, as if it were prepared specifically for them.
It's difficult to make them fully believe what's happening before their eyes.
When Xia Mo predicted that this trip would be somewhat dangerous, Song Qingming thought it was a sign of the conflict between their paths, which is why he made an agreement with her in advance.
Unexpectedly, the danger in the divination was hidden in this very place where the tradition was passed down.
Having met "Xuantian" three times before, Song Qingming had not noticed anything unusual about him and never expected that such a trap would be set up here.
The two, who had originally come only to receive the inheritance, couldn't help but feel a little helpless at this moment.
"Fellow Daoist Song, this person dared to trick the two of us into coming here, so his supernatural powers are probably no less than yours or mine. The best course of action now is to find a way to leave this place as soon as possible!"
"it is good!"
After glancing around and finding no enemies, Song Qingming immediately nodded in agreement with Xia Mo's suggestion.
The two had just turned around and flown a short distance when the scene in the white mist ahead suddenly swayed, and a white mirror appeared, blocking Song Qingming and Xia Mo's path.
The next moment, a figure appeared in the white mirror.
It was the same middle-aged Taoist who had disappeared before, the one who called himself "Tongtian Sanren".
Although his face and figure are exactly the same as before, the aura he exudes is completely different.
He didn't seem like a remnant soul at all, but rather a genuine cultivator.
"Now that you two are here, don't even think about leaving without my permission."
"Hmph! Let's see if you have the ability."
Despite the intimidating words from "Tongtian Sanren," Song Qingming and Xia Mo showed no fear and immediately unleashed their magic weapons to charge at their opponent.
The next moment, several golden rays pierced through the mirror.
With a loud "bang," the white mirror shattered in mid-air, and the figure of "Tongtian Sanren" disappeared.
Before they could find each other, several white mirrors suddenly lit up around them.
Five or six "Tongtian Sanren" appeared from among them, each activating a beam of white light that transformed into chains, separating Song Qingming and Xia Mo and blocking them in mid-air.
Seeing this, golden light shone in Song Qingming's hand, and the "Golden Palace Cloud Light Sword" appeared, directly severing the white light chains in front of him with a single sword strike.
But just as the sword light landed on the chains, the "Golden Palace Cloud Light Sword" was suddenly imprisoned in place by a tremendous spatial force, and more white chains flew in from all directions.
Song Qingming had just activated the "Golden Palace Cloud Light Sword" to return to his front, but he was simply unable to keep up with the speed of the white light chains.
In just a moment, he and the magical artifact in his hand were locked in mid-air.
Meanwhile, golden petals danced in front of Xia Mo, unable to break through the white light chains.
Trapped in a small area, he could barely hold onto his magic weapon to defend against the opponent.
"Haha, my two young friends, whether you like it or not, you must accept this inheritance today."
However, if you wish to receive my inheritance, you will have to pay a price.
Seeing that Song Qingming and Xia Mo had been successfully suppressed, the figure of "Tongtian Sanren" reappeared in front of the two, with a hint of joy in his words.
"At this point, you still want to talk about the inheritance of cultivation techniques? Don't you find it a bit ridiculous?"
"You used Xuan Tian's elaborate schemes to trick us into cultivating the Tongtian Wanling Jue technique, all for the purpose of seizing our bodies today, weren't you!"
When Song Qingming was practicing the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" technique before, he felt that the technique was a bit strange, as it focused too much on improving the cultivator's own foundation in the early stages.
Now, seeing the fierce look in the eyes of "Tongtian Sanren" as he looked at the two of them, they realized that the other party had planned this all along.
Upon hearing Song Qingming state his ultimate goal, a hint of satisfaction flashed across the face of "Tongtian Sanren".
"Indeed, with my supernatural powers, if it were just for the purpose of seizing a body, I could easily take down any of the cultivators in this tower."
There's no need to waste so much time and risk scheming against you.
However, you've misunderstood something. Xuan Tian doesn't know any of this and didn't intentionally deceive you. It's just that I altered his memories beforehand.
And the Heavenly Myriad Spirits Technique that you cultivate is indeed a supreme technique created by me. I have not deceived you about this.
However, this cultivation method is too troublesome in the early stages, and the spiritual energy in this world is thin. Even in this tower, not everyone can easily cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
Only geniuses like you who can pass the tests I set can hope to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.
For this reason, I have waited in this tower for tens of thousands of years, and today I am finally about to complete it.
At this point, "Tongtian Sanren" couldn't hide his excitement.
"So, you are not that senior from the Nanyue Sect, but someone who has already possessed his body?"
"May I ask who you really are? Are you truly just a fragment of the soul of Senior Tongtian?"
"Hehe! Young friend, you're not stupid. You figured it out so quickly."
The "Tongtian Sanren" smiled slightly, then continued to explain:
“You’re right. In these ten thousand years, it’s not just the two of you who have come here. This person is just one of the many bodies I’ve taken in.”
Unfortunately, his talent still doesn't meet my requirements, otherwise I wouldn't need to wait for you to come in.
As for me, I am naturally not a split soul, but rather the original owner's second natal nascent soul.
"A second natal nascent soul? How is this possible? How could Senior Tongtian allow you to possess someone else's body so easily?"
A cultivator's second natal nascent soul is a second nascent soul that separates from the main nascent soul and has its own independent consciousness. It is generally used by cultivators to refine their external avatars.
When Song Qingming advanced to the late stage of Nascent Soul, he also cultivated an external avatar and separated a second natal Nascent Soul.
Although the second nascent soul has self-awareness, it is controlled by the original owner and cannot arbitrarily betray or possess others.
The second natal nascent soul of this "Tongtian Sanren" has actually set up this scheme to possess another person, which clearly means that he is no longer under the control of his original body.
This situation arises either because the original Nascent Soul has already been devoured by the second Nascent Soul, or because the cultivator has encountered some other problem that has caused their cultivation level to decline, rendering them unable to suppress the second Nascent Soul.
Facing the astonished Song Qingming, the second Nascent Soul cultivator of "Tongtian Sanren" smiled slightly.
"Back in the Upper Realm, Tongtian failed to transcend his tribulation and forcibly separated a wisp of his soul to send the Tongtian Tower into a spatial rift."
And so I was imprisoned here and eventually drifted to this world.
I don't know how many years have passed, but I finally broke free from the control of the original soul's divided spirit and gradually gained control over the many restrictions in the Tower of Babel.
Next, as long as I accept your physical bodies, I can successfully break through to the Nascent Soul realm, restore my cultivation, and completely break free from this confinement.
Then we can use the Tower of Babel to return to the upper realm, and we won't have to hide here anymore.
"So that's how it is. I never imagined that the Tower of Babel came from the upper realm and wasn't left behind by a senior from this realm who ascended to heaven."
After hearing what the other party said, Song Qingming and Xia Mo finally understood what was happening.
The second nascent soul of the "Tongtian Sanren" before us was actually a cultivator from the upper realm who had unintentionally drifted to this realm.
However, the opponent failed to transcend the tribulation, and the remaining fragmented soul was too weak to control the second nascent soul.
In the world of cultivation, cultivating a second nascent soul is inherently a risky endeavor.
Even Song Qingming tries his best to control the cultivation level of his avatars, and will not allow them to break free from his main body.
"Tongtian Sanren" is now only a fragment of his soul. His second nascent soul has just lost control and is trying to take over and devour his original body.
After explaining, the second Nascent Soul cultivator of "Tongtian Sanren" was already showing some excitement.
"Although your cultivation seems more stable, your talent is not that great. I don't know what kind of opportunity you had to pass my test."
After muttering something to Song Qingming, the second Nascent Soul cultivator of "Tongtian Sanren" looked at Xia Mo beside him, revealing a hint of surprise.
"This young friend has quite good aptitude. He even has a kind of innate Xuanjin Qi in his body. If I'm not mistaken, he should be some kind of Dao Body that has been rumored."
I never expected such an unexpected bonus; it's making me quite impatient.
"Your Excellency need not be impatient; I will not surrender so easily!"
Just as the second Nascent Soul of "Tongtian Sanren" was staring intently at her, a hint of disgust flashed in Xia Mo's eyes, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from her body.
With a loud bang, golden light shot out from around her, helping Xia Mo break free from the control of the surrounding white chains.
It is unknown what special supernatural power Xia Mo used, but her aura was more than twice as strong as before, and her magic power was already approaching the forty or fifty percent of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Oh! I underestimated you a bit."
After breaking free from the white light chains, Xia Mo immediately manipulated the countless golden lights around her, transforming them into sharp blades that rushed straight towards the second Nascent Soul of "Tongtian Sanren".
Before the other party could react, they were trapped in countless golden lights.
Golden light blades shot out from all directions, raining down in a dense, impenetrable barrage.
Just as Xia Mo was about to press her advantage and annihilate the enemy in the golden light, a powerful spiritual light suddenly shone in front of the opponent.
The next moment, a golden scroll appeared in front of the second Nascent Soul of "Tongtian Sanren".
The protective shield of spiritual light it conjured absorbed all the golden light blades controlled by Xia Mo, yet it failed to harm the opponent's main body in the slightest.
Upon seeing the golden scroll in front of the other person, Xia Mo couldn't help but show a hint of solemnity on her face.
"This is the Myriad Treasures Map of the Myriad Heavens!"
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The second floor of the "Tongtian Pavilion".
Faced with the siege of three demon clan experts, including the "Thunder Flame Demon Emperor," and seeing that the ball of light in front of her was about to be snatched away, Song Qingyu made a decisive move and slapped it to Li Xuanyi, who had come to provide support.
"Senior Sister Li, quickly grab the Profound Spirit Pill!"
Just as Li Xuanyi was about to approach the ball of light, a hurricane suddenly swept up in the air in front of her, blocking her way.
"Fellow Daoists, this item is mine!"
In a flash of inspiration, a burly demon man appeared in front of the ball of light.
But just as he reached out and grabbed the ball of light, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura behind him.
Turning around, I saw two flying swords already chasing after me menacingly.
Faced with the flying sword controlled by Song Qingyu, the demon burly man dared not confront it head-on and could only cast a spell to turn around and resist.
With a "bang!", the demon man was sent flying by Song Qingyu's sword, and the ball of light in his hand also flew out of his hand and into the distance.
It fell into the hands of "Golden Cloud Monk" who happened to arrive there.
"Little monk, give it to me now!"
Seeing Song Qingyu excitedly greeting him, "Golden Cloud Monk" smiled but ignored her and ran towards the exit with the ball of light.
"Monk, how dare you disobey me!"
Seeing this, Song Qingyu was about to chase after the other party when the scene in front of her suddenly began to change.
The next moment, before Song Qingyu could react, she was enveloped in a white light and sent out of the "Tongtian Pavilion".
Not only Song Qingyu, but also many Nascent Soul cultivators, whether human or demon, who were just desperately vying for spiritual items on the second floor of the "Tongtian Pavilion".
They were all enveloped in white light and forcibly teleported away from the main hall.
After a dizzying spin, Song Qingyu regained her balance and found herself standing above a high mountain.
"Strange, this is outside. Did I get teleported out?"
Sensing a familiar scene around her, Song Qingyu was immediately surprised.
Before she could figure out what had just happened, she suddenly saw several white lights appear in the air not far away, and several more cultivators appeared in front of Song Qingyu.
"Hey, Uncle Song!"
"Jingyun, what are you doing here?"
"Reporting to my master, I just passed the illusion test on the first floor of the Tongtian Pavilion, but I was teleported here before I could leave."
"Uncle-Master, what exactly is going on?"
Faced with Song Qingyu's question, Bai Jingyun, who had just been forcibly teleported out, was also confused and didn't know what had happened.
All I could do was quickly tell the other party what I had encountered inside.
Meanwhile, Song Qingyu, seeing the constantly appearing streaks of light in the distance, realized that they had all been forcibly teleported out.
"Strange, it's only been a little over half a month, why is the Tower of Babel closing ahead of schedule!"
"What exactly happened?"
Besides Song Qingyu, Li Xuanyi and Xu Ziyan, who were standing in another location, also looked shocked as they gazed at the giant tower that was rapidly disappearing into the sky.
The Tower of Babel always closes at a fixed time each time it appears.
Based on past experience, it should take at least several more days before they can return to the outside of the border.
However, no one knows what happened inside the tower. Someone must have triggered the restrictions, causing the "Tower of Babel" to close prematurely and forcibly teleport them out.
"Senior Sister Li, the Tower of Babel has closed. We should hurry and find Qingyu to rejoin the others, lest we be tricked by the demon race."
"Ok!"
Hearing Xu Ziyan's reminder, Li Xuanyi quickly responded.
However, as he gazed at the giant tower that had already disappeared into the distance, a faint sense of unease flickered in his heart.
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The Tower of Babel, in the midst of the battlefield.
The "Tongtian Sanren" stood in mid-air, with a golden treasure map blocking his way, and a man in white standing beside him.
It was the "Myriad Treasures Map of the Myriad Heavens" that had just been summoned by him.
Not far away, Xia Mo and Song Qingming had already met up and were cautiously watching the two people in front of them.
Standing beside "Tongtian Sanren", Xuan Tian glanced at Xia Mo and Song Qingming not far away, then looked at the person beside him, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.
"Huh! What's going on? Who activated the restrictions in the tower? Are you... Tongtian?"
"Heh! Besides me, who else could summon you here?"
With a slight smile, "Tongtian Sanren" cast a spell, releasing a beam of spiritual light that landed on Xuantian.
At this moment, something seemed to have appeared in "Xuantian's" memories, and he looked at the other party with surprise.
"Aren't you Tongtian?"
"It's such a hassle to explain every time I see you. I'll tell you slowly after I've dealt with them!"
After saying that, the "Tongtian Sanren" flickered with spiritual light in his hand, and Xuan Tian's figure immediately disappeared into the "Xuantian Wanbao Tu" beside him.
After doing all this, "Tongtian Sanren" quickly poured his magical power into the spiritual treasure in front of him.
The next moment, more than a dozen orbs of light flew out from the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Map" and landed in front of him.
"You two young friends have quite a few skills hidden."
"But I have no time to waste here dealing with you all. Today, I'll show you the true power of the Myriad Treasures Map of the Myriad Heavens!"
The "Tongtian Sanren" glanced coldly at the two of them, and then more than a dozen magical treasures flew towards them at high speed.
Seeing that the other party could control so many high-level magic treasures at the same time, Xia Mo's expression became somewhat solemn, and she immediately cast a spell to release several barriers in front of her.
Song Qingming, on the other hand, released his natal magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," to block in front of him.
A series of loud crashes rang out, and the two were instantly forced back dozens of feet by the numerous magical artifacts.
At the same time, white chains flew out from behind them again, blocking their retreat.
"Fellow Daoist Song, I can hold back the Xuan Tian Wan Bao image, do you have a way to deal with him?"
Seeing that the power of the magical treasure in their opponent's hand was too strong, even the two of them together found it difficult to resist.
Xia Mo could only look at Song Qingming beside her.
But then, suddenly, another figure appeared beside the other person. (End of Chapter)