Chapter 867
The world is in an uproar, terrestrial immortals gather in the capital.
Chen Jie returned to the inner palace, dismissed everyone, and recuperated alone in a quiet room. The Yang Shen technique was already extremely exhausting, let alone the large-scale battle that had taken its toll. He needed to rest now.
Su Yunjin also knew that Chen Jiusi needed to rest after his Yang Shen transformation. Therefore, she arranged all the affairs of the harem, such as receiving the children who had been enfeoffed and the various kings tonight, and chatting with the queens of these kings about everyday matters.
Today's banquet outside was a public banquet, while the evening's banquet was a family banquet. During the banquet, Su Yunjin arranged everything in an orderly manner.
Chen Jie then rested and recuperated in the quiet room, while pondering a question: what these immortals called the Great Thousand World and the Small Thousand World.
Chen Jiu Si was not unfamiliar with these two terms, after all, he had read online novels in his previous life and knew about the so-called Great Thousand World and Small Thousand World.
The Great Thousand World is filled with immortals and Buddhas, while the Lesser Thousand World exists in relation to the Great Thousand World. From today's perspective, the people of the Great Thousand World are extremely powerful; any one of them is more formidable than the terrestrial immortals of this world.
Of course, this does not include Zhang Sanfeng. This man killed so many immortals that they dared not come to the mortal world. Compared to him, the Living Buddha Phagpa is not worth mentioning.
Another question is, why are these immortals able to come to this world so easily?
For people in this world, ascending to immortality is extremely difficult, yet people from the upper realm can come to our world at will and use our people as offerings.
How unjust is the way of Heaven!
As Chen Jie thought this, he thought to himself, according to the ancients, there should be many smaller worlds under the great world, and his world is just one of them.
These minor worlds appear to be hunting grounds for immortals from the major worlds. They refine these minor worlds using the incense offerings of the people from the minor worlds as their foundation.
To claim this small world as one's own—this path is remarkably similar to the path of one's own incense offerings and becoming a human emperor.
Chen Jie thought to himself, and at that moment he remembered what the immortals had said before Zhang Sanfeng stopped them from entering the space-time rift.
The immortals said that their elders were forging higher-level Breaking Ring Hammers. If these Breaking Ring Hammers were successfully forged, the resulting spacetime rifts would allow even stronger beings from the upper realms to come to this world.
In other words, his own little world is now a piece of fat meat in the eyes of these people from the upper realms, and they want to take a bite whenever they have the chance.
This is troublesome. You know, there's no way you can guard against thieves for a thousand days if you can only catch them for a day.
Chen Jie thought about this and felt he needed to come up with a foolproof plan to prevent the matter from happening again.
Is there any way to prevent this from happening?
Chen Jie thought and thought. He realized that the only way was to refine this world himself first, so that others would have nothing to covet.
However, refining this world presents a challenge. The Arctic and Antarctic are problems. Governing these two regions and filling them with humans is not a task that can be solved in a decade or two.
But if we wait seventy or eighty years, or even a hundred years, the enemy will become stronger and stronger. Will we still be able to protect this small world?
So now there are big problems. We are surrounded by enemies on the outside, and the relocation issues in Antarctica and the Arctic cannot be resolved in just a few decades.
It is still very difficult for humans to conquer nature. Even with the advanced technology of later generations, large-scale human settlements have not been established in the Arctic and Antarctic. Overcoming this problem is no easy task.
It requires the entire country to find ways to govern and overcome this problem, which will take time and certainly cannot be accomplished in a short period of time.
Thinking about this, Chen Jie also felt a headache coming on. They knew far too little about the enemy. He'd wait until Phagpa captured that prisoner from the upper realm and questioned him before making any plans.
Thinking it over, Chen Jie closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, focused his energy in his dantian, and began to slowly circulate his internal energy to recover from his depletion.
Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and three days had already gone by.
At this time, Phagpa had already brought the captured immortal to Dadu, and Zhang Sanfeng also had news that he had left Wudang Mountain and would arrive in the capital soon.
Upon receiving this news, the capital city was filled with unprecedented excitement, especially martial artists from all over the land. The gathering of three world-class immortals in the capital was an unprecedentedly grand occasion, and martial artists from all over the world flocked to the capital.
The wonton stall on the outskirts of the capital is run by an elderly couple. Their son works at a steel factory in the city, but they can't stay idle, so they set up a wonton stall by the roadside. Originally, the stall was located on a small roadside and business wasn't very good, but in the last few days, business has been exceptionally good. People from all walks of life come and go in an endless stream, and the elderly couple are so busy that they can hardly straighten their backs.
At noon that day, when the sun was blazing, several tables of martial arts practitioners sat at the stall.
A group of rough-and-tumble men sat there, playing drinking games, drinking, and eating wontons, enjoying themselves immensely, while the old couple busied themselves with the food.
Just then, a woman dressed in tattered clothes was seen walking towards them on the country path, her steps uneven.
As he was walking, he suddenly swayed and fell to the side of the road. Just then, an old woman who was busy with her work saw this and said, "Old man, someone has fallen! Is it heatstroke in this hot weather?"
The old man was scooping wontons when he saw this scene. He put down the strainer and rushed out with the old woman.
The men quickly arrived at the woman's side and hurriedly helped her up. This woman was none other than Lan Xian, who had been sent flying by Chen Jiu Si's palm strike.
These past few days have been tough for her. Severely injured, she had been fleeing frantically to evade Chen Jiu Si's pursuit. In fact, Chen Jiu Si hadn't been chasing her. It wasn't that he didn't want to catch her, but rather that he thought she would have died after taking that blow from his palm.
In fact, Chen Jiu Si was right. That palm strike could indeed have killed a True Condensation Realm expert. However, Lan Xian had a defensive magic treasure from her sect. At the most critical moment, the magic treasure was activated, blocking the fatal blow and saving Lan Xian's life.
However, Lan Xian's true form suffered irreparable injuries, and coupled with the long journey, she finally could not endure it and fainted on the road.
The elderly couple carried Lan Xian into the house.
The old woman looked at Lan Xian and said, "This girl is really beautiful. She looks like she's from a wealthy family."
Seeing this, the old man also said, "It should be. Look at the material of the clothes they're wearing. We've never seen anything like it before. It's obviously not cheap. It must be a high-end item from the city."
"How did she end up in such a state?" the old woman asked, puzzled.
Seeing this, the old man said, "Could it be that we've been attacked by bandits?"
The old woman said, "Bandits? Where are there bandits these days? The police have cleared out every inch of our Han territory so many times. What bandit would dare to rob us now?" The old man replied, "That's true. Our Han has enjoyed good weather and peace for many years. What bandit would dare to cause trouble? But this girl must have met with misfortune. Oh well, whatever. Let her lie here for a while. Let's go get to work; we still have many customers."
The old woman nodded: "Let her lie here for now, I'll go get her some water."
The old woman poured a bowl of water and placed it by the bedside before going to do other things with her husband.
More and more martial arts practitioners are coming out, all discussing the fact that the three terrestrial immortals are going to gather in Dadu.
The clamor of conversation quickly woke Lan Xian, who was lying in the room. Lan Xian opened her eyes and instinctively made a defensive gesture.
He looked around and found no danger.
Turning her head, she saw a bowl of water on the cabinet next to her. She was exhausted and thirsty. In fact, with her cultivation level of True Condensation Realm, she didn't need to drink water anymore. However, due to her serious injuries, her cultivation level had plummeted, leaving her body like that of an ordinary person.
She reached out and picked up the porcelain bowl, her face as cold as ice. She never imagined that one day she would be saved by a mortal. How could a dignified immortal owe a mortal a favor?
She was reluctant, but her body betrayed her; her chapped lips reminded her that she needed some water.
Lan Xian took the porcelain bowl and gulped down the water in one go. The sweet well water nourished her body, instantly invigorating her and restoring some of her magical power.
At that moment, with her keen hearing and sharp eyesight, she immediately heard the whispers of the people outside.
"Have you heard? This time, the capital is going to have a grand event. Three terrestrial immortals will meet in the capital. Such a grand occasion is truly a once-in-a-millennium event."
"Hey, a thousand years is a bit of an exaggeration, but it's a once-in-a-century event. It's definitely one in a hundred years, but there are so many martial artists heading to Dadu this time!"
“I just saw people from the Emei Sect, Shaolin, and Wudang Sect, and even some of the lamas who live in seclusion in temples came out.”
"What's so strange about that? These people are all martial arts practitioners. Tell me, which martial arts practitioner wouldn't attend this meeting of three terrestrial immortals?"
"Yes, the three immortal beings: Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, Phagpa, the Living Buddha of Qianfo Temple on Mulan Sacred Mountain, and our Emperor."
"The thought of these three gathering in Dadu is exhilarating. If we could meet them even once in our lives, it would be a worthwhile experience for us martial arts practitioners."
"Yes, yes, what this brother said is absolutely right. Which of us martial arts practitioners wouldn't want to meet these three celestial immortals?"
After he said this, the martial arts practitioners all agreed. "Land immortals" meant they were martial arts legends. These people were on a pilgrimage to Dadu to meet these three legendary immortal figures.
Listening to the explanations of these martial arts experts, some novice martial artists, unaware of the power of these three terrestrial immortals, had only occasionally heard of these legendary figures. They couldn't help but ask, "Are these three really that powerful?"
Once this question was asked, some veterans of the martial arts world started talking non-stop, recounting the legends of these three figures.
At this moment, an old man of about sixty years old said, "I have lived for sixty-eight years and have lived through the great era of strife. When I was young, the Great Han Kingdom had not yet been established. At that time, the Great Han Kingdom was still very small, and only the area of the Central Plains was called the Great Qian."
"Back then, there was a Heavenly Ranking in the martial arts world."
Upon hearing this, some younger members of the martial arts world said, "The Heavenly Ranking existed back then, senior."
The old man nodded and said, "That's right, there was already a Heavenly Ranking back then, and the number one on the Heavenly Ranking was called Shuang Jueding, not our Emperor."
"And these two unparalleled masters were the only two terrestrial immortals at that time: Zhang Zhenren of Wudang and Phagpa, the national teacher of the Great Qian Dynasty."
"This Phagpa is truly remarkable. He was the Grand Preceptor of the Great Qian Dynasty. The Great Qian Dynasty was established after the destruction of the Song Dynasty. At that time, there were many people in the martial arts world who were not convinced by the Great Qian Dynasty. Phagpa led the Great Qian Tiger Guards to conquer the martial arts world and destroyed seventy-two martial arts sects. For a time, people in the martial arts world turned pale at the mere mention of his name. From then on, this Living Buddha had this invincible reputation in the martial arts world."
Upon hearing the old man's words, these young martial artists gaped in astonishment. The annihilation of seventy-two martial arts sects and the trampling of the martial world by Ma Ta Jianghu—this Phagpa was indeed a legend of the martial arts world.
The old man glanced at the young people, smiled slightly, and thought to himself, "This is nothing."
The old man continued, "The killing of Phagpa has caused widespread panic in the martial arts world. As a result, many people with malicious intentions have decided to join the imperial court. They have become accomplices to evil and have done many immoral things for the Mulan people."
"This led to widespread suffering among the people, and a climate of fear pervaded the martial arts world. Just then, Zhang Sanfeng, the Master of Wudang Mountain, made his move, and he subdued the demon in his sixty-year reign..."
Upon hearing that Master Zhang had completed his sixtieth year of the sexagenary cycle, the young people asked, "Does that mean Master Zhang descended the mountain to begin sweeping away demons when he was sixty years old?"
Hearing the young man say this, the old man smiled knowingly and said, "When I was young, I thought the same thing. I also thought that Master Zhang came down the mountain at the age of sixty to start exorcising demons. In fact, we misunderstood. Master Zhang directly killed demons for sixty years, which is a cycle of sixty years."
"Ah, it took a full sixty years to kill them all."
Upon hearing this, the young people were shocked.
How powerful must a person be to kill in the martial arts world for sixty years? And to kill so many that the martial arts world trembles in fear and no one dares to oppose them.
This is the true value of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang.
At this moment, the young martial artist looked at the old man and asked, "What about our Emperor?"
Upon hearing this, the old man recalled the past: "Our Emperor is also a legendary figure. He was born a fisherman in Mianshui County and rose to power step by step. He defeated Zhang Shicheng and fought against Zhu Chongba. Finally, at the age of twenty-six, he fought against the Living Buddha Phagpa and won a single battle, entering the realm of a terrestrial immortal and becoming a legend. Later, he became the number one expert on the Heavenly Ranking, dominating his era without any rivals."
This is the legendary life of these three terrestrial immortals.
After the old man finished recounting the lives of these three legendary figures, the young martial artists were filled with excitement, wishing they could travel back to that turbulent era and witness the glorious moments of these three.
Meanwhile, Lan Xian inside the room frowned slightly and muttered, "Basiba, Zhang Zhenren, the Emperor, it seems I'll have to join the fun in Dadu this time." (End of Chapter)