coobybook Chapter 501 The Yuanming Border is a painting
Chapter 501 The Yuanming Border is a painting
The trials of the Ascension Ceremony are still ongoing.
Xue Lan sat in her seat, gently rubbing her slightly stiff brow, her scattered divine sense landing on the very center of the main venue.
There was a large bronze incense burner with a stick of incense about the thickness of a bowl inserted inside. A small section of the incense had already burned, and the smoke it emitted kept changing in the air, eventually turning into the shape of auspicious clouds.
Dao Xuanzi's voice entered Xue Lan's mind, hoarse and deep:
"There are many disciples undergoing trials within the Water Mirror, and various sects and factions are selecting from them. Haven't you found anyone you like?"
Xue Lan slowly opened her eyes, and her extended divine sense slowly withdrew:
"Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist. I have already taken a liking to several disciples."
Dao Xuanzi was not quite used to it.
Xue Lan's gray eyes had lost all their luster, but she was usually quite expressive, and always spoke with a faint smile. It didn't seem too strange to others.
But Xue Lan is no longer smiling. Her cold voice, coupled with her lifeless eyes, makes everything she looks at seem like a dead object.
Xue Lan had her back to Dao Xuanzi, and her thin figure looked like a heartless shadow.
I don't know when it will disappear.
Xue Tong sat atop a distant cloud, pondering the plan Xue Lan had previously told her. She glanced up at Dao Xuanzi and couldn't help but speak:
"What a cruel twist of fate!"
The girl's tone was full of teasing:
"If you hadn't ended up in the Xuanhuang Sect and had been born into an ordinary family, things wouldn't be like this."
The immortals of the Xuanhuang Sect judge everything by actions, not intentions.
This is similar to Xue Lan's approach of acting without speaking.
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan smiled gently and extended her divine sense to observe Dao Xuanzi's expression.
The woman's tone of voice was no different from usual when she transmitted her thoughts.
"Although I separated my earth soul back then, she is still my earth soul after all."
Xue Tong turned a page of the book:
"What do you mean?"
"Back then, I was deeply entrenched in demonic possession, and I entered the cycle of reincarnation through unorthodox methods, without any purification."
"Therefore, no matter how many times the earth spirit reincarnates, it is always burdened by the fate of its previous life and dies young each time."
"Only through spiritual practice can one change their destiny!"
Xue Tong closed her book and chuckled softly.
"As expected of you!"
Xue Lan asked with some doubt:
"how you said that?"
"Only you can sustain your soul. There is no one else in the Yuanming Realm who can coexist peacefully with their inner demons like you."
Xue Lan smiled softly:
"I'll take that as a compliment!"
When it came to the matter of the disciple he had chosen, Xue Lan was not just casually brushing off Xuanzi.
She had her eye on a few and was working hard to get them into the Wan Gong Fang (万工坊).
The woman sent out invisible red causal lines from her fingertips, which passed through the water mirror in front of everyone and went straight into the illusion of the Spirit Radiance Tree, accurately selecting six from thousands of illusions.
"Isn't this cheating?" the inner demon spoke in his mind, a faint smile playing on its lips.
"After all, Wan Gong Fang is a newly established sect. What if their children have reservations and don't choose me? I need to go in as soon as possible and build a relationship with them!"
The inner demons remain undisclosed:
Don't you know that forced relationships are never sweet?
Xue Lan is shameless:
"This isn't forcing things; it's about exchanging feelings."
The inner demon placed the teacup in his hand on the table:
"After the Ascension Ceremony is over, you can use your own face to seal the rift in the Nine Heavens Demon Realm!"
"That's really thick!"
Xue Lan smiled innocently:
"That's good, at least I can curse the demon god!"
As the woman spoke, her extended divine sense instantly transformed into nimble threads, which, unnoticed by anyone, followed the causal threads and disappeared into the six illusions she had chosen.
The consciousness was cast into a snow-white space, around which six huge scrolls floated, swaying gently in the breeze that seemed to come from nowhere.
Xue Lan, who was in the middle of the six scrolls, slowly rose to her feet.
"Sunset Glow and Long Swords on the Battlefield".
"Waterside pavilions and houses in Jiangnan".
"Red willows by the deep palace walls."
"The northern border is filled with wind, frost, ice, and snow..."
Which child should I go find first?
"Just like the last Wan Gong Fang trial, we'll put all the children in one painting."
The woman seemed to be talking to herself, her slender fingers gently brushing over the huge scrolls, the hazy scenery on them rippling like water under her touch.
"Let's stick together. I hope they can support and look out for each other in the future."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, six huge scrolls began to move around her. The scrolls came together, and all the colors on them seemed to dance as if they were alive, before finally being laid back on the huge scrolls.
From the northern border to the southern region, mountains and rivers rise and fall in countless layers, all laid out on this enormous canvas.
"I never expected that the child I chose would create a painting that completely depicts the entire Yuanming Lower Realm."
Looking at the huge scroll in front of her, Xue Lan felt as if something was about to burst forth from the ground within her.
The woman raised her hand and gently made a stroke on the scroll...
The colors began to flow again, peeling off the scroll and swirling around Xue Lan, finally transforming into a transparent landscape of mountains and rivers around her!
Xue Lan suddenly chuckled softly.
"What are you laughing at?" the inner demon in the sea of consciousness asked curiously, wondering what madness Xue Lan was going through again.
Xue Lan clutched her chest with one hand, her pale gray eyes staring blankly at the surrounding mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas:
"I've got a great idea!"
"What good ideas do you have?"
Xue Lan raised her hand and took out a calligraphy brush from her wide black sleeve:
"A good idea about casting artifacts from the Yuan and Ming dynasties."
The scenery surrounding Xue Lan returned to the scroll in an instant. Xue Lan picked up his brush and stood in front of the scroll, a somewhat manic smile on his face.
With a wave of her left hand, the paper that had just been filled out expanded again. Compared to the large area of blank space, the drawing seemed small, occupying only a small part of the paper.
Xue Lan, with her wrist suspended, picked up the brush and began to paint in the blank space, speaking softly:
"I've been thinking about what the Yuanming Realm should look like if I were to refine it into a magical artifact capable of supporting countless living beings?"
"Is it a divine weapon that can cleave the heavens, invincible, or a spatial magic treasure like the Brocade Moon Lake, protecting all living beings..."
"I struggled with this for a long time."
"Until just now, I saw the scene in those children's illusion, and I saw thousands of mountains and rivers unfold before me."
It was as lifelike as the landscape she had seen with her own eyes!
Xue Lan's writing became faster and faster, and her voice began to carry an indescribable excitement:
"I think I've made up my mind."
"The boundary between the Yuan and Ming dynasties should be a painting!"
Under Xue Lan's brush, five colors flowed and merged, constantly extending and twisting on the paper to form all sorts of new scenes.
The heavens and earth of the upper realm were drawn by Lord Wolf King through his own memories, and nested on the paper along with the mountains and rivers of the lower realm.
Waterways flow together, and mountains connect.
This is the new Yuanming Realm, where the boundary between the upper and lower realms has been broken, and the pure and impure realms of heaven and earth have been separated.
"The colors on the drawing paper will disappear," the inner demon said with some difficulty.
"Like the 'Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map' and the 'Thousand Mountains in Light Ink Painting,' someone always needs to guard it from the outside, recoloring it time and time again."
"Don't you want to come back?"
The woman painting paused slightly upon hearing this, then burst into laughter and said:
"Of course not, the Yuanming Realm doesn't need anyone to watch over it!"
Xue Lan raised her hand to paint, her jet-black hair fluttering slightly behind her.
The woman's brushstrokes flowed with vibrant colors, illuminating her lifeless eyes.
The gray pupils reflected colors, no longer appearing as dull and gray as before, but instead showing a hint of crystal clarity!
Xue Lan smiled:
"What I want to do is create an embroidery pattern!"
"An embroidery with the myriad causes and effects within me as the thread, and the numerous souls of the Myriad Craftsmen as the cloth!"
"At that time, all living beings in the Yuanming Realm will be bound to the Yuanming Diagram by cause and effect. As long as they live, the colors will remain forever!"
"They themselves can take control of their own lives."
"They themselves can become their own colors!"
The inner demon was startled, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.
The woman's voice was filled with disbelief, even trembling with a hoarse quality:
"You foresaw this all along? The mother and daughter from the capital of the Great Shun Dynasty back then..."
"That wasn't expected," Xue Lan interrupted the inner demon.
"All I can say is... that we met in this mortal world!"
"Everything is within the realm of fate!"
Xue Lan smiled. A tear fell onto the painting.
"Everything lies within... fate!"
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