autiful silver autumn fish, shimmering with silvery light.Even the lifeless fish eyes, with this scholar's journey, flickered on and off.These listless, dead fish eyes, hidden under a mess of tangled...When did the gate of the red dust appear in this world
There is no conclusion yet.
It seems that as people become aware and begin to observe this world, it already exists.
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There have been many speculations about this, such as the "Emperor of the Primordial Era Built the Gate" theory and the "Qi from the Red Dust Self-Congealed" theory. In the end, the mainstream theories were all disproven one by one.
Even whether it is an achievement of later days or a creation of nature, there is still no conclusion to this day.
The previous argument states that Heaven is impartial, favoring no one. The boundless sea lacks walls, and barren lands have no towering fences; even the treacherous Yu Yuan allows free passage, relying solely on military garrisons for protection. How can a place deemed the most wicked harbor such misfortune, yet also hold a gateway to the mortal world
Moreover, the weight of public opinion on this matter is immense. Humans weren't born to rule this world; they haven't always been the darlings of fate.
The person who put forth this argument believes that although eras may end, historical records never cease. If something is created, it must leave traces. The origins and experiences of the Wan Yao Gate, the entire process of its construction, and all the trials it has endured, are all recorded in history. So why is there no trace of the Red Dust Gate's origins It can only be explained that it was born from a primordial source, predating even the first emperor of ancient times, and shares its origin with calamity itself.
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In short, the gate to the mortal world just existed, becoming the only entrance and exit for both blessings and misfortunes, and it had long been taken for granted by the people.
It was a matter-of-course portal, standing there as if by destiny.
Now, a great voice arose among them, claiming to be Ji Fu Ren.
The second emperor of the Central Grand View Empire, Emperor Jingwen!
"The title 'Shen' means to benefit, a single word can carry both praise and criticism."
A posthumous title is a judgment on a king's reign, used to highly summarize the merits and demerits of an emperor during his time in power.
Generally speaking, when a reigning emperor passes away, it marks the end of his reign as king. One must objectively assess the achievements and failures of the king, bestow posthumous titles, erect monuments, and enshrine him alongside previous emperors in the ancestral temple. The living are enshrined by name, while the deceased are enshrined by spirit. This, in itself, is part of the "name" and "instrument" system within the existing national structure.
Like Han Yin, who clung to power and refused to abdicate, ruling for over a century as emperor and then another century as Taishang Huang. To reduce such a vast Yong nation to shambles is truly rare.
As he remained in power and controlled the court even while alive, it is naturally impossible to definitively judge his merits and demerits.
For a time, all the officials of the Yon Kingdom endlessly praised Han Yin. They pleaded with the king to give him an honorary title. Once that title was bestowed, it was settled: he would forever lose control of the state and the support of the country's power.
At that time, Emperor Han Xu, who had already ascended the throne, stepped forward and ruthlessly executed a group of "disloyal" officials, which finally quelled this undercurrent...
Therefore, it was not until Han Yin died in battle at Solong Pass that he received his posthumous title and name.
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It is said that Emperor Yong Di Han Xu desperately wanted to give his biological father a posthumous title, but the ministers argued with reason and strength. Emperor Yong Di was helpless and wept, saying: "If you cannot love the people, I weep tears for my descendants, ashamed to be your son. For the rest of my life, I will repay the country!"
Finally, I decided on the character “厲”.
To discuss Emperor Yongli and Emperor Jingwen together is indeed like comparing dust to the sea.
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Throughout the ages and across the world, all nations have followed his example. His imperial virtue is vast and his morality widely respected... thus he could be posthumously honored as "Wen".
Looking at the entire world, over four thousand years of history, Emperor Jingwen was also among the top kings.
His prestige in the State of Jing was no less than that of Emperor Jingtai.
It was under his reign that the Jing Guo truly broke free from the Daoist sect's control, achieving centralized power and becoming a true empire, unmatched in all of the land. He also formed alliances with powerful nations, solidifying Jing Guo's central position and personally leading the charge against the Wan Yao Sect, claiming their wealth for himself with ease.
He was the emperor among emperors, the overlord among overlords.
... still alive
How could it possibly bellow so loudly at this threshold of the red dust world
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The entire sea of sin, even its waves, had fallen silent. It seemed as if everything was cowed by his majesty.
Meng Tianhai's tens of thousands-zhang Dao body came to a standstill in the air, unable to ascend any further.
Although the world is boundless in its height, this door stands at its limit.
He had already felt the extreme pressure, touched the power this world could not tolerate. The distance between the peak and transcendence, he had seen it clearly!
For some reason, at this moment, he recalled the meeting with Emperor Xia Xiang on the Blood River years ago. At that time, accompanying the Xia Emperor was 'the six-toed one,' while he was still Huo Shiji.
Emperor Xiang of Xia said, "The Great Dao is a solitary path, and it cuts off those who walk alongside."
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He approved in his heart, but could only say as Huo Shi — "Since it is the Great Dao, why walk alone Those who govern water with the same aspirations should walk together."
Ho Shiji's words, though absolutely true to Ho Shiji, were completely contrary to Meng Tianhai's. Was he being insincere or sincere Sometimes, he couldn't even tell the difference.
All past experiences are in sight, with 55,000 years of life, there are too many profound memories.
He saw countless landscapes, and in the end, they lingered in his memory as nothing more than a silhouette. A silhouette of someone wearing a crown of fairy blossoms, striding across the river of time.
Fortuitous or unfortunate
He raised his eyes, calmly looking at the Red Dust Gate: "I was born a genius, once standing at the peak of an era. I also made a wrong step, shackled and imprisoned, toiling for 50,000 years. Now, I have come back again, standing in the position you once stood. I don't think I am lucky, nor do I think I am unlucky. Whether you are Ji Fu Ren or Li Cang Hu, I only know to walk my own path. Those who obstruct my path are my enemies. Those who stop me from transcending will be slain by me!"
The voice of Emperor Jingwen, within the gate of mortals, rang out directly: "Enter! Anyone who stands in your way, is Ji Fu Ren!"
Historical figures, their voices echoing through reality, possess a grand symphony that transcends time.
The gate to the red dust opened from the inside out, like a great world, opening a rift in the present reality.
Behind the door, it was no longer the familiar desolate space of the red dust world. But there were no more details to be observed. A curtain hung down behind the door, woven from countless red dust karmic threads.
Beyond the mundane world, entering this path seals your fate.
I will not judge you, for your path shall no longer waver. But I will kill you, and erase your path.
This is the pressure from Emperor Jingwen!
"Here I come!"
Meng Tianhai hesitated for not a moment, with the world's shattered remnants in hand, he stepped into the door and swept the curtain aside!
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His Tao spanned tens of thousands of zhang, yet this gate to the mortal realm contained it all.
After the curtain, Jiang Wang could no longer see anything.
After opening both the Xianyu of Experiences and the Dry Yang Crimson Eyes, even the Immortal who could see everything couldn't see any further. But he was reluctant to look away, staring intently at the afterimage of the Red Dust Gate, as if he could discern some movement from it.
Dou Zhao's eyes went dark. He was about to turn his head when he caught sight of Zhong Xuanzun and Jiang Wang remaining still. He didn't move either.
Tens of thousands of zhang of Dao body stepped into the void, and the boundless abyss couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness.
The crimson annihilation lightning was still tearing, and Meng Tianhai's left behind myriad celestial Buddha phantoms were still imprinted in the air, as if waiting for something.
Several True Lords of the Dao fell silent.
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but the growing world of Lian Shi described its brevity—the lotus had only opened one petal.
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The world of Lotus seeds has long since disappeared one by one, and the embryonic form of the Lotus Holy Realm has already been revealed. The blood red has been washed clean, and the grand vision of the era of saints is being realized step by step.
In a hazy, vast expanse, time flows endlessly. Looking at the world from afar, it seems like a colossal, floating lotus blossom slowly unfolding.
When the lotus flower blooms, this one petal, great vitality just begins to flow. In the air, the divine and Buddhist phantom left by Meng Tianhai... all fades away!
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Like a candle blown out.
Either death, or life.
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Fifty thousand years of hard labor, before the flowers even bloom.
The Gate of Red Dust closed again, falling back to its original place, suspended in the center of Jade Belt Sea. Eons passed, and it seemed as if nothing had changed.
The rift in the heavens has mended, and the apocalyptic lightning has vanished.
It was still a gloomy day, with an endless expanse of murky water.
It's all over.
Meng Tianhai, who survived from the mythological era to the present day, once stood at the pinnacle of time twice, impacting and transcending. At the end of his life, he left behind only three words:
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"Here I come."
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This is the last of it.
“There's no way we could possibly win, that’s Emperor Jingwen. He just charged over without saying a word…” The one who spoke first was Ji Li.
She was so engrossed in the calculations that she seemed oblivious to everything else.
She luckily saw a piece of truth in the Heavenly Secrets Bureau, knowing that Meng Tianhai was actually a prisoner of the Saints. Now, with the power of her knowledge, she saw Meng Tianhai's farewell, and her feelings were complex.
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The snowdrop brushed against her arm lightly in her bosom.
“He had no choice,” Chen Pu said, his voice oddly flat. “He only had a brief freedom. Either he stayed here waiting to die, or he walked into the world of mortals and faced his adversary.”
Meng Tianhai actually had a choice. He could continue his labor, helping to open up the Lotus Holy Realm and achieve an immortal will within the grand world.
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Sima Yu'an had originally intended to say that.
But in the end, he still said: "Yes, at least in this final moment, he had no choice."
He harbored no good intentions toward Meng Tianhai; if given the opportunity, he would have gladly severed his head. However, as that person stepped onto the path leading to the mortal realm for the last time, he truly saw an unchanging will from ancient times.
Wu Bing said in a low voice: “This is his choice.”
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Facing an overwhelming catastrophe, witnesses would inevitably experience emotional turmoil. Yet, this master of the Legalist school remained unchanged, still exhibiting his initial composure. The loss of a limb did not affect his stern demeanor.
This is a test.
All of Meng Tianhai's actions along the way have led to today's outcome.
"Seniors, I want to ask—" In the relentless roar of the academic sea, Jiang Wang earnestly said: "Whether every being who stumbles towards transcendence will eventually encounter an obstacle"
Dou Zhao let out a sneer: "Is it too early to ask this It's as if you—"
He changed the subject, looking at all the True Lords: “This is exactly what Dou has been wondering about.”
Zhong Xuan casually glanced over, with an air of "If you have an answer, feel free to share it. It's not like I mind."
Chen Puk smiled kindly.
The youthful vigor of the young people has brought a touch of vitality to this stagnant and desolate world of evil lotuses.
Finally, he replied: "This depends on everyone's karma. Asking a powerful being who is striving for transcendence if they will encounter obstacles is like asking if you will have enemies in the future. This question must be answered by yourselves - what have you experienced and what have you chosen"
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"Actually, I know what you're truly worried about, but there's no need to fret," Chen Pu said. "If predecessors who have transcended can intercept all those who come after them, how could the Heavenly Court of the demon race be overthrown"
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He didn't laugh at these youngsters for thinking too far ahead or worrying unnecessarily, but answered seriously: "The road can't be blocked, because people must keep moving forward."
This sentence is extremely calm, yet incredibly powerful.
He glanced at Ruan Qiong, who was bathed in starlight, and added: "Take the example of the ancient Empress Huì Xuán from the lineage of Emperor Huangdi. If the Qi emperor is unwilling to allow someone beyond his control by his side, he will become an obstacle for her transcendence. If the Qi emperor chooses to acquiesce, then he is not an obstacle. Things are that simple. For another example, if Zhuang Gao Xian were still alive and had the opportunity to transcend, would you stop him"
Ruan Qidao said: "Under the current moral and legal order of mankind, it is impossible for mankind to allow someone like Meng Tianhai to transcend. Not to mention old and new grievances, this kind of person is wildly unrestrained. If he goes that far, there are too many variables, which would be harmful but not beneficial to mankind."
"What exactly is the Red Dust Gate Where does it lead to" Dou Zhao asked, "Why is its origin a blank slate For tens of thousands of years, Meng Tianhai has been orchestrating misfortune, yet he didn't know about this secret gate"
"As Meng Tianhai said, every era has its own secrets." Chen Pu said, "The Gate of Red Dust should be information known only to those who transcend. In fact, I just found out about it, and I can see transcendence here. It's a critical matter; we made all the preparations beforehand, but we only knew that someone would intervene at the critical moment. As for whether Meng Tianhai knows the secrets of this gate... he might have a guess, or he might not know anything at all. The Gate of Red Dust is not the point; the important thing is that someone will definitely stop him."
“Therefore, this is a path destined for failure.” Chong Xuan said.
“No one was allowed to let him succeed. We worked hard to make his failures the ending, and he worked hard to change this so-called 'destiny'. He first competed with all the saints, then with all the factions. And finally, you see what you see now.” Chen Pu said.
"Could you describe how the battle inside the Crimson Dust Gate unfolded, Headmaster" Daoist Jiang couldn't witness such a battle and felt like ants were crawling in his heart.
“Has Emperor Jingwen ascended beyond” Dou Zhao asked.
Dòu Zhāo's paternal grandmother, Sòng Pǔtí, had already flown to the depths of the Infernal Sea to seek out Yún Mèng Zhōu.
The director of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, Ruan Qiong, also used astrology to find the Ding of Chizhou.
Master Wu Bing of the Legalist school has passed away. He is not to be approached by the living.
The master of Jiange, Si Yu'an, stood far away, impatiently sheathing the Kunwu Sword.
Only Chen Pu maintained his patience with the youngsters, answering every question seriously... Truly worthy of being the dean of the academy, a role model for educators.
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“Before today, I only knew that Emperor Jingwen was after abdicating, he attributed his great power to himself and then embarked on the path of transcendence again. I didn't know if he succeeded. Now that he can suppress Meng Tianhai, he must have achieved it.”
He sighed: “You ask for more about transcendence, about beings like Emperor Jingwen. Frankly, I know very little. I am separated by a pitiful thick barrier and cannot comprehend that realm. Even the veil of worldly separation I just saw through couldn't penetrate it fully. Shamefully, compared to you all, I have only wasted some years.”
Even Chen Zongshi couldn't see through it!
Dou Zhao couldn't help but squint at Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Zun... These two really had the nerve to act like they were enjoying themselves, making me think Doujia's eye technique was so backward!
Heavy Xuan, despite the pressure, refused to look at Dou Zhao.
While Jiang Wang was still lost in his own thoughts, he suddenly sighed: "On the path to transcendence, how many stories have perished!"
Gao Guanbo, with his illness cured, now stepped into the vast ocean of learning.
“Meng Tianhai truly doesn't need an audience.” He looked up at the colossal sacred lotus in the center of the academy, a lotus as majestic as a mountain, serene through all ages: “But it does.”
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The last petal of this sacred lotus has finally bloomed.
Jiang Wang felt a surge of intense vitality. His qi and blood were flowing freely throughout his body, leaving him feeling invigorated. Dao Yuan was also visibly energized and exhilarated, as if his lifespan had been extended—and indeed it had!
But this feeling passed quickly.
The giant Sacred Lotus still bloomed in the center of the ocean of learning, like a solitary island. About the infinite light and shadow of that great world, it was no longer possible to see.
But those who "land" later can obviously begin a new adventure.
What a magnificent world, just the breath released at the moment of birth can prolong the lifespan of a real person.
Dou Zhao took a step forward, intending to take a closer look. But just as he did, Wu Bing had already pointed his finger down, dividing the void into meridians, forming an orderly grid of "rules" and "squares," intersecting with each other until they transformed into two white seals, crossing each other, firmly adhering to the surface of the sacred lotus.
Every seal has words on it.
On the left it says: "Four seasons are forbidden to enter."
On the right it says: "Eight directions do not pass through."
Time and space are all locked down!
Dou Zhao wanted to ask the old man directly, but after thinking about it, he just turned his questioning gaze to the kind Dr. Chen.
Chen Pu explained in a gentle voice, "Although the Three Wicked Calamities of the Sea of Suffering are not born out of a great tribulation, and three hundred and thirty-three years have not yet passed since the last tribulation. However, with the opening of the Shenxiao world imminent, at this crucial moment, we must prepare more to avoid unexpected events."
"The reason so many of us came to cause trouble and make all this preparation is for this very reason - whether it's Meng Tianhai or not, the Lotus Holy Realm must be opened."
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The birth of the Lotus Holy Realm was for the purpose of suppressing calamity. It is not our harvest, nor is it for us to enjoy or distribute. Therefore, Master Wu, representing the Three Punishments Palace, sealed its entrance, allowing it to grow freely and carry on the legacy of the holy beings.
Jiang Wang unconsciously looked towards the distance. The end of his vision was still blurry, but within the blur, there seemed to be ripples faintly.
May the aspirations of all saints be fulfilled, and may misfortune forever cease.
Thanks to book friend Li Xiaobai for becoming the chief sponsor of this book, making it "Red Heart Patrol Heavenly" Chapter 636!
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(The End)
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