69novels Chapter 89 3 The Rebirth of the True Universe
Chapter 89 3 The Rebirth of the True Universe
Chapter 89 The Rebirth of the Three Realms
Under the gaze of the old Celestial Master, deep and serene, and Uncle Tian, who was unable to contain his excitement, Lu Linglong took a deep breath and slowly spoke, her voice exceptionally clear in the silent hall: "Celestial Master, Uncle Tian—I apologize for being so bold, but I dare to ask, how did you see through it? As far as I know, even my great-grandfather never noticed this connection from the methods I usually display."
This statement is tantamount to a tacit admission.
Tian Jinzhong's breath hitched, and then he was overwhelmed with joy and disbelief. He was so excited that he couldn't speak and his body trembled slightly.
The old master breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he had only made a guess based on that vague feeling and distant memory, and he wasn't entirely sure. He hadn't expected Lu Linglong to admit it so readily.
On second thought, I felt relieved: Yes, as that senior brother's disciple, it's fine if no one finds out, but now that I've been exposed, what's there to be afraid of admitting?
"It's a feeling," the old master said slowly, his voice emanating a distant light, as if recalling scenes from the daytime. "When I first saw you, I couldn't be sure. Until today on the field, the moment you pierced through the Spirit Jade Yin Lightning and unleashed that decisive sword strike—"
He paused, then looked at Lu Linglong: "If I'm not mistaken, you used a talisman similar to the one Senior Brother Zhou used back then, right? The unique Daoist aura emanating from that talisman when activated—though that sword strike today was much weaker, that fundamental essence—I remember it vividly, and I would never mistake it."
"I see." Lu Linglong nodded in realization. "I did activate a pre-forged golden sword talisman at that time." However, her great-grandfather, as the current head of the Three Truths Sect, instead—" She was somewhat puzzled as to why the sect's own people failed to detect the secrets of their lineage, while an "outsider" celestial master saw through them at a glance?
The old master smiled slightly, his tone calm yet profound: "Perhaps, I just happen to have a special feeling about this."
He did not elaborate on the key points, which may involve the secrets of his own cultivation, or they may simply be the result of his experience and intuition.
"Haha, Linglong, you don't know!" Tian Jinzhong finally recovered from his initial shock, his face lighting up with an unusual gleam. He took over the conversation, chuckling, "Back then, Senior Brother Zhou said in front of many of us that if Senior Brother Zhiwei hadn't already joined the Longhu Mountain sect and couldn't switch to his methods, with Senior Brother Zhiwei's talent, he would definitely have taken that step within a hundred years at most! Ascended to immortality!"
He looked at Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes filled with emotion and pride: "Senior Brother Zhiwei is truly one of a kind in the world, recognized by that senior brother as having the potential to ascend to immortality!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Linglong was deeply moved.
She knew all too well how high her master's standards were and how strict his requirements were.
Even towards his own disciple, he only ever gave evaluations like "acceptable," "average," and "still needs further refinement," and never mentioned the word "ascension."
It seems that without the guidance and good fortune of her master, she would probably never have been able to reach that level in her lifetime.
And the Old Celestial Master actually received such high praise from his master—
"Hehe, it's all old news. It was just a word of encouragement from Senior Brother Zhou back then. Don't take it seriously." The old master waved his hand, his expression indifferent, as if the past was nothing to worry about and there was no need to mention it again.
He immediately changed the subject, returning to the main point: "Linglong, Old Lu explicitly stated that you only formally began cultivating a year ago, and weren't even registered in the Three Truths Sect's register. Given his meticulousness, this shouldn't be wrong. So, how did you receive Senior Brother Zhou's inheritance?"
He added in a gentle tone, "Of course, I was just curious and asked casually. If it involves secrets of our sect that are inconvenient to disclose, you don't have to answer."
Lu Linglong pondered for a moment before speaking, "This matter isn't exactly top secret, but I hope that the Celestial Master and Uncle Tian can keep it a secret and not spread it outside."
"Linglong, you can rest assured," the old celestial master solemnly promised, "What you said tonight came from your mouth and entered our ears. Even to Old Lu, unless you personally agree, this old celestial master will never reveal a single word."
Lu Linglong nodded and briefly told the two about the existence of the "Three Truths Under the Same Moon Token" and how she used this magical artifact to cross time and space and was accepted as a disciple by her master from decades ago.
After listening to Lu Linglong's account, the old Celestial Master and Tian Jinzhong remained speechless for a long time, both stunned by this unprecedented "transmission of Taoism across time and space".
His mysterious methods deeply shocked me.
"This—this is the true skill of immortals, seizing the power of heaven and earth!" Tian Jinzhong finally let out a long sigh after a long while, his tone filled with awe.
"Alas," the old Celestial Master shook his head and sighed, "Every time I hear news related to Senior Brother Zhou, I can't help but be shocked by his extraordinary and unimaginable achievements. It's as if common sense is always insignificant in front of him."
After his reflection, the old master's aura slowly moved to Tian Jinzhong's bare sleeves and trouser legs, a deep sense of regret and determination flashing in his eyes.
He looked at Lu Linglong again, his expression becoming extremely solemn: "Linglong, to be honest, the reason I invited you here tonight is not only to resolve my doubts, but also because I have another request."
Tian Jinzhong's body stiffened, and he immediately understood his senior brother's intention. He cried out urgently, "Senior brother! You mustn't!"
"Jinzhong." The old Celestial Master raised his hand, stopping Tian Jinzhong from finishing his sentence, but his gaze remained fixed on Lu Linglong. "Back then, your Uncle Tian went down the mountain alone to find Chu Lan's grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi. He was ambushed by villains and not only had his cultivation destroyed, but also—his limbs were cut off."
His voice lowered, carrying a hint of suppressed anger and regret: "Although the old Taoist priest later personally killed the murderer and cleaned up the sect, the four limbs that Jinzhong lost can never be brought back."
"Having glimpsed your lineage today, this old Daoist has harbored a secret plan. Originally, I intended to wait until your Daoist arts had progressed further and your cultivation had reached its peak before requesting you to find a way to help your Uncle Tian restore his incomplete state. But I never imagined that such an incredible treasure as the 'Three True Ones Under the Same Moon' would exist in this world."
As the old celestial master spoke, he stood up from the main seat, solemnly cupped his hands towards Lu Linglong, and was about to bow down!
"Therefore, Linglong, this old Daoist implores you! Could you please use the 'Same Month Token' to inquire on my behalf about Senior Brother Zhou? Could you—grant me a way to help Jinzhong regain his limbs?"
His voice was filled with unprecedented earnestness and gravity: "No matter what price this old Taoist priest has to pay, no matter what Longhu Mountain has to give up, this old Taoist priest will spare no effort!"
"Master! Absolutely not! How can Linglong accept such a great gift from you!" Lu Linglong was so shocked that she immediately stood up to avoid him and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.
"Senior brother! Why did you have to do this! For my crippled body, you—" Tian Jinzhong was even more agitated, struggling to stand up from his wheelchair to stop him, tears already glistening in his eyes.
Lu Linglong held onto the old master's arm, feeling the sincere emotions this extraordinary old man showed for his junior brother, and was also touched.
She said to the two of them seriously, "Celestial Master, Uncle-Master, please don't be in such a hurry. I'm not yet fully proficient in activating the Same Month Order, but perhaps this matter doesn't need to be so complicated—"
Her eyes were clear, and her tone was firm: "Now that I know about this, when I see Master next time the Moon Order is activated, I will naturally mention it to him and ask for a cure for Uncle Tian."
At this point, Lu Linglong suddenly seemed to remember something, her gaze turning to the smooth blue brick floor in the center of the main hall, lost in thought.
"Given Master's style of doing things—perhaps he already had something planned."
She raised her finger and pointed to a seemingly ordinary floor tile in the very center of the hall: "I will implore my master, if he is willing to help, to leave a powerful magical talisman, sufficient to restore Uncle Tian's limbs, right here—about three meters below this floor tile."
She paused, a strange light flashing in her eyes, as if she were communicating and confirming something with some unseen force.
"Okay, all done." Lu Linglong withdrew her gaze, looked at the two of them, and said in a calm tone that carried an undeniable air, "I think if Master is willing to help, then that talisman should already be there by now."
"This—" Tian Jinzhong felt that this idea was far too fantastical, almost childish. To foresee events decades in the future and plant the solution in advance at a specific location? This was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
However, the moment Lu Linglong finished speaking, an astonishing light flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes! He had an almost instinctive trust in that Senior Brother Zhou's abilities.
"good!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the old master pointed his fingers like a sword, and a brilliant and solid golden light instantly shot out from his fingertips. It was no longer a protective golden light, but transformed into an indestructible "golden shovel"!
"laugh--!"
As the golden light passed, the thick blue bricks were neatly sliced and lifted up like tofu. Then, the soil below was quickly separated and moved away under the precise control of the golden light, forming a deep pit that went straight down.
When they dug to a depth of about two meters, Lu Linglong said, "Master, it's right here."
The golden light suddenly vanished.
At the bottom of the deep pit, amidst the soil and dust, a faint, warm, and restrained crimson-gold light peeks out.
With a slight thought, the old celestial master sent several fine yet incredibly strong golden threads into the pit, gently and steadily lifting an object up.
It was a strange talisman, about the size of a palm, that was neither silk nor paper!
The base color is like congealed blood, deep and restrained. On it, pure gold outlines extremely complex and mysterious patterns. The patterns seem to have their own life and flow slowly, exuding an indescribable, majestic Taoist charm that seems to be able to reverse life and death and recreate the universe!
It is the great supernatural talisman left behind by the Book of Changes!
Upon witnessing this scene, Tian Jinzhong gasped in astonishment, utterly stunned. This unpredictable, time-traveling pre-planned scheme was beyond his comprehension!
Zhang Zhiwei laughed heartily, his eyes filled with admiration and relief, as if to say, "Just as I thought." He manipulated the golden light and carefully presented the incomparably precious talisman to Lu Linglong.
"Linglong, I'm counting on you from now on."
The talisman felt slightly warm to the touch, and its name and brief information naturally came to mind. She was no longer as clueless as she had been when she first encountered this powerful talisman.
"This talisman is called the Three Truths Rebirth Talisman," she said softly, then turned to Tian Jinzhong, who was still in shock. "Uncle Tian, please relax."
"Linglong, this—this really can—" Tian Jinzhong's voice trembled, a mixture of anticipation and fear.
"Uncle-Master Tian, don't worry." Lu Linglong smiled slightly, her tone filled with absolute trust in her master. "Don't you trust your master's methods?"
She walked to Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, put her right index and middle fingers together, and gently pinched the blood-red and gold-patterned talisman.
The unique magical power originating from the Three Truths Borrowing Treasures Method flowed slowly within his body, carefully pouring into the talisman.
My master said that with my current cultivation level, I can only unleash one percent of the power of this great divine talisman at most—but I think it should be enough to heal Uncle Tian's injuries.
With a single thought, magical power is triggered!
Buzz—
A tranquil, crimson-gold light emanated from the talisman, not dazzling, but carrying a warm feeling that nourishes all things and fosters life, like the spring sunshine, instantly and gently enveloping Tian Jinzhong's entire body.
Tian Jinzhong felt an intense, tingling, and warm sensation suddenly emanating from the severed limbs, as if countless tiny life forms were surging, growing, and reconstructing within them!
The feeling was so clear, so real, that he instinctively wanted to scratch it.
etc----
The moment this thought arose, Tian Jinzhong trembled violently!
He saw it!
He saw his own arm raised in mid-air, as if he were about to scratch an itch!
A complete, vibrant arm with a healthy skin tone and clearly defined fingers!
More than that!
He abruptly lowered his head, his gaze laboriously and hopefully landing on the area beneath the wheelchair—
Below the trouser legs, there is no longer emptiness!
He saw the outline of his own feet and felt the long-lost, incredibly real sensation of his feet stepping on solid ground!
"Senior brother—I...I'm not dreaming, am I? It's grown—it's really grown!" Tian Jinzhong raised his head, his face already streaked with tears, his voice choked with emotion, a mixture of ecstasy, bewilderment, and indescribable excitement.
Decades of disability, decades of wheelchair life, decades of silent sighs and despair in the dead of night—all of these were completely dispelled and reshaped by this warm light at this moment!
"Jinzhong, you're not seeing things, it's true." The old master Zhang Zhiwei's voice was also a little hoarse. He looked at his junior brother's body, which had become whole again, and his eyes shone with extreme relief, as if a huge stone that had been pressing on his heart for decades had finally been removed.
"Uncle Tian, you can try standing up and taking a few steps to get used to it." The magic talisman in Lu Linglong's hand disappeared.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Puzhong, with an almost reverent and cautious manner, gripped the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and steadily "lifted" himself up.
Then, slowly and tentatively, he placed his new, still somewhat unfamiliar feet completely on the cold, real ground.
One step, two steps —
At first, it was a bit unsteady, like a baby learning to walk, but the feeling of being grounded quickly returned.
Muscle memory, skeletal support, blood flow—everything is rapidly recovering and coordinating.
"Senior brother! I—I can walk again! I can walk again!!" Tian Jinzhong staggered forward a few steps, finally regaining his balance. He raised his head, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, and tears welled up again, but this time, they were pure, overwhelming joy from having regained what he had lost!
Zhang Zhiwei quickly stepped forward, supported his junior brother who was swaying with excitement, and patted him hard on the shoulder. A thousand words were left unsaid.
After a long while, once Tian Jinzhong had calmed down a bit, the old master turned to Lu Linglong and bowed deeply: "Linglong, I cannot thank you enough for such a great kindness."
Longhu Mountain will forever remember this kindness. Brother Zhou—do you have any further instructions or guidance?
"Yes! Yes!" Tian Jinzhong quickly wiped away his tears and said urgently, "What are your orders, Senior Brother Zhou? Tian Jinzhong will do anything to help!"
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Lu Linglong quickly waved her hand and said sincerely, "Celestial Master, Uncle Tian, you are too kind. Master did not give any special instructions. I think that if he knew about this, he would certainly be happy to see Uncle Tian fully recovered."
"Regardless, this debt of gratitude for our salvation is ultimately owed to us by Longhu Mountain." The old Celestial Master looked at Lu Linglong with utmost solemnity. "Linglong, remember this: no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, as long as you don't violate morality, the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain will always be your strongest support. If there's anything you need from me or Longhu Mountain, just ask! Don't hesitate!"
"Hahaha," Lu Linglong was a little embarrassed by this heavy promise. She scratched her head and laughed, "Since the Celestial Master has said so, if that day really comes, Linglong, being shameless, will definitely come to the Celestial Master's Mansion for help!"
"Come on then!" The old Celestial Master flicked his sleeves, exuding an air of grandeur. "From this day forward, the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain will be one of your greatest backers, Linglong!"
His words were spoken with absolute certainty, exuding an air of dominance over the world.
Saving lives and healing wounds may not be his forte, but when it comes to protecting his own, intimidating others, clearing obstacles in the way, and killing—in the world today, apart from Zuo Ruotong, who is still cultivating in his grotto and can already cause earth-shattering events, even Lu Jin, who has reached the first level of the Innate Realm, would only need to put in a little more effort in front of him.
After Lu Linglong took her leave, the Old Celestial Master and Tian Jinzhong returned to their courtyard. It was convenient for the two of them to live in the same courtyard.
Under the lamplight, the two brothers sat facing each other, their hearts already in sync. This matter was too shocking to be concealed for the time being.
"These next few days, Jinzhong, do not move around in front of outsiders. Remain as usual, only staying within the courtyard," the Old Celestial Master pondered. "After the Luo Tian Grand Ritual concludes, I will find an excuse to slowly reveal yourself to your disciples. If anyone asks, say it's a high-quality, lifelike prosthetic limb found at the foot of the mountain."
After all, Tian Jinzhong always wore a wide robe. Unless he deliberately rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, who could tell whether it was flesh and blood or a mechanism? This excuse, though simple, was enough to satisfy the curiosity of most people.
However, there is one person who cannot be hidden from the truth no matter what.
The next morning, Gong Qing, the acting leader of the Quanxing sect disguised as a young Taoist boy named "Xiao Yuzi," entered Tian Jinzhong's room as usual, carrying water to prepare for his washing up—
What did he see?
For decades, Tian Jinzhong, an elderly gentleman who had been confined to a wheelchair and whose limbs were unsteady, was now standing steadily by the window with his back to him, stretching out his arms as if he were feeling the morning air and a long-lost sense of balance!
Gong Qing's pupils contracted to their maximum size in an instant, and his heart almost skipped a beat!
He forcibly suppressed the exclamation that almost escaped his lips, and the basin of water in his hand trembled slightly, splashing out a few drops of water.
He lowered his head, using all his willpower to maintain the respectful and bewildered expression of "Little Feather," but in his heart, a raging storm was brewing!
Afterwards, Tian Jinzhong solemnly told him that he should not mention his recovery to outsiders.
After all, Xiao Yuzi had been with them for several years, so Tian Jinzhong and the old master were not wary of him and did not even try to fool him by saying that it was a prosthetic leg.
Xiaoyuzi, suppressing her intense emotions, finished serving Tian Jinzhong and returned to her room.
boom!
The basin of water in his hand fell to the ground.
Gong Qing could no longer hold back.
He saw something: Pu Zhong's limbs had been restored. They were real limbs, not prosthetics.
As the leader of Quanxing Sect, he was naturally familiar with many secrets of the world of supernatural beings, especially the "Revival of the Three Ones Sect" incident that caused a sensation back then. The older generation of disciples who had failed to cultivate "Reverse Life Triple" and were crippled and like useless people were all restored to health and wholeness overnight!
Although the Three Truths Sect handled this matter discreetly, traces remained. Many major sects, including the older generation of the Quanxing Sect, had records of it and knew about it, thus being shocked by the methods of that flying immortal.
Now, the same miracle has happened at Longhu Mountain, and it has happened to Tian Jinzhong!
Considering the Celestial Master's private meeting with Lu Linglong last night, and Lu Linglong's relationship with Lu Jin, the head of the Three Truths Sect—
Gong Qing almost instantly confirmed the answer: the Ascension Immortal Method, which no one in the Three Truths Sect has been able to inherit until now, has appeared!
And the successor is Lu Linglong!
At this moment, the "Eight Extraordinary Skills," the "Truth of the Jia Shen Rebellion," and the original plan to stir up trouble in Longhu Mountain and explore secrets—all became insignificant in Gong Qing's mind, like rubble!
A near-mad, fiery flame ignited deep within his gaze.
The only goal is to achieve the exquisite beauty of Lu Linglong!
Or rather, it was the true "immortal technique" inheritance from the "immortal" in her mind!
The plan had to be changed immediately. All the low-level stuff and trivial pleasures of the Quanxing sect could be abandoned. He needed to mobilize all available resources, especially—Lü Liang's "Soul Clarity Technique"!
If we can subdue Lu Linglong and extract all the memories from her mind regarding that inheritance—
With a destiny to the immortals before us, what are worldly disputes worth mentioning!
On the third day, the match schedule was announced as scheduled.
Zhang Chulan was incredibly lucky, drawing the only bye draw and advancing directly to the next round without a fight. This stroke of luck once again sparked a wave of envious and jealous discussions.
Match 1: Feng Baobao vs. Feng Shayan.
Second match: Lu Lin vs. Lu Linglong.
The matchup immediately sparked widespread discussion. The duel between cousins was undoubtedly the biggest highlight of the day. However, the development of the first match once again surprised everyone.
Facing Feng Shayan, who was battered and visibly weak after yesterday's fierce battle with Jia Zhengliang, Feng Baobao did not launch an immediate attack as expected after the referee announced the start of the match.
She simply tilted her head, scrutinized the sand swallow with her clear yet empty eyes for a few seconds, and then decisively raised her right hand.
"I surrender."
The voice was flat and emotionless.
The reason given was extremely simple and direct: "Your injury hasn't fully healed, and you're no match for Zhang Chulan right now. I only participated in the competition to clear obstacles for Zhang Chulan, so there's no need for me to fight you."
This reason infuriated Feng Shayan, who was eager to compete with Feng Baobao, but she was helpless.
Feng Shayan was so angry that her face turned pale and her chest heaved violently, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Her pride as a young lady of the Feng family wouldn't allow her to accept such a condescending victory.
She snorted coldly and announced to the referee and the entire arena, "I forfeit this match! I, Feng Shayan, will not participate in any subsequent matches!"
After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, withdrawing from the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.
This series of unexpected events amplified the discussions in the audience, but everyone's attention was also drawn more intently to the next and only match, which was destined to be the most exciting: Lu Lin versus Lu Linglong.
The two most illustrious young people of the Lu family in this generation, cousins who are connected by blood, are about to clash under the spotlight.
One of them had cultivated the first stage of "Ascension to Immortality" – "Water and Fire Immortal Robes" – to near perfection, displaying overwhelming defense and power. Even the personal disciple of the Wudang Sect's leader, Wang, was defeated by him.
The other one remains shrouded in mystery, with unpredictable movements, mysterious magical artifacts, and extraordinary skills, yet his full appearance has not been revealed to this day.
On the high platform, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard, looking at his old friend beside him with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Old Lu, who do you think will win this match between your two little ones? Want to—make a bet?"
Lu Jin barely hesitated, his gaze falling on Lu Lin, whose composure was as steady as a mountain. He decisively said, "Lu Lin. His foundation, temperament, and mastery of the 'Water and Fire Immortal Robe' are all approaching the pinnacle of the first realm. Although Linglong has come up with many unexpected moves, against an opponent who can overcome all techniques with sheer force, I'm afraid—she has little chance of winning."
"Oh?" Zhang Zhiwei chuckled softly upon hearing this, his eyes deep and unfathomable beneath his long, snow-white eyebrows. "Since you think so highly of Lu Lin—then this old Taoist will take the fall on Linglong."
Lu Jin was taken aback and turned to look at his old friend, only to see that the old master had already turned his gaze to the two young figures slowly walking into the arena, with an inscrutable smile on his lips.
On the sidelines, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Feng Xingtong, and others had already found their positions and were holding their breath.
Xu Si forgot to smoke the cigarette he was holding, and Xu San pushed up his glasses. Wang Ye leaned against a pillar in the distance with his arms crossed, his gaze focused.
Zhuge Qing squinted, seemingly lost in thought.
Of course, there are many more eyes hidden in the crowd or in the shadows, such as "Xiao Yuzi," who sneaks in but whose eyes burn with greed and ambition.
The referee surveyed the entire arena, took a deep breath, and announced loudly: "Second match, Lu Lin versus Lu Linglong."
"The contest begins!"
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