Secret Buyer-Chapter 272 - 209: High Heaven Reopens, the Cyan Emperor Salutes

Chapter 272: Chapter 209: High Heaven Reopens, the Cyan Emperor Salutes

Six Celestial Positions.

They almost bewildered Zhang Fusheng.

What happened? Where did these Six Great Celestial Positions come from?

Zhang Fusheng didn’t know.

What he knew was that he had undertaken a monumental cause and effect.

"Even making things up doesn’t work....."

He mumbled, reaching out towards the Great Aspiration Ksitigarbha King Celestial Position. Though it was something blurred and untouchable,

yet under the blessing of his infinitely high position, he could truly touch it.

The sensation was warm,

as if he had plunged his hand into a warm, sticky ball of water.

"I can’t just make up stories anymore."

Zhang Fusheng sighed.

He was different now.

He was Zhang Fusheng, but he was not just Zhang Fusheng, bearing the incense and candle power of the Central Pole Sect Leader, calling upon the name of Taiqing,

even without sitting on a meditation mat, he possessed a peculiar [position].

It wasn’t a real status, but a position.

Or rather, weight within the Great Heaven and Earth.

"In the Mythical Era, everything crumbled like smoke, leaving only these celestial positions — though the positions remained, the divine order of old was gone."

Zhang Fusheng mumbled to himself:

"For example... someone occupying Zhen Yuanzi’s Celestial Position can actually contend evenly with someone occupying a blight-ridden position."

"The order is chaotic, the boundary between high and low is blurred, and the original system of immortals and Buddhas seems to have collapsed..."

He closed his eyes, using the meditation mat and his indescribably high status, silently perceiving the fundamental reason that drew the Six Great Celestial Positions into his heart.

After witnessing the Innate, sealing his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, creating an inner heaven and earth prototype, he began interacting with the Great Heaven and Earth,

In this way, Zhang Fusheng’s perception became clearer.

"So"

I fabricated the Six Great Celestial Positions, the six manifestations of the Central Pole Sect Leader, the masters of the Six Celestial Palaces on Luofeng Mountain..."

"And this fabrication, this lie."

"Was recognized by the Great Heaven and Earth."

"Because I now bear too much weight."

A bitter smile appeared on his face, is this a good thing?

Yes.

But also a bad thing.

Equivalent to establishing principles, similar to the Buddhist Sect’s ’making a great vow’.

In other words, the cause and effect of the Six Great Celestial Positions weighs upon him every moment, every second,

until what he said becomes true.

It’s not necessary to create six manifestations as the Central Pole Sect Leader, but six Celestial Positions must inhabit the Six Celestial Palaces of Luofeng Mountain.

"Only deities can truly sit in celestial positions — where can I find six deities?"

"And coax them into the Six Celestial Palaces?"

Zhang Fusheng was speechless, a sense of impotence arose in his heart, yet without any other negative emotions.

"It’s a bad thing, but also a good thing."

"I have embarked on a strange path..."

He exhaled, silently reorganizing his own situation.

Among the Level 1 Star Beasts, there remained two hundred and eighty jin of one-legged bird and giant-toothed beast meat, though some one-horned giant rhinoceros meat remained, it had completely lost its effect.

There were still twelve jin of Level 2 Star Beast meat.

"I haven’t consumed much Level 2 Star Beast meat yet, 1 gram can reduce the cooldown by ten days, but Level 1 Star Beast..."

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his temples, this two hundred and eighty jin, even if it doesn’t degrade further, can only reduce it by twenty years,

it sounds like a lot, but considering the degradation?

If you swapped for another big creature, and the cooldown time skyrocketed to a century?

"My development is still too slow."

He exhaled pure air, casting a complex gaze at the Six Great Celestial Positions, although he couldn’t sit upon them,

they existed within his true spirit and also within the Eight Sceneries Palace.

"Can I borrow their power?"

Zhang Fusheng quietly thought.

Shaking his head, he extended a hand, lightly tapping the void.

A long time without concerning worldly affairs, above the High Heaven, it should be time to gather once more.

The Dao sound scattered like ripples, connecting one person to another through High Heaven Orders.

As for the moment.

A long-departed from Chongyang, at the edge of Golden Province was Chen Nuanyu.

With Zhu Xiaoming, treading some place, was the Buddha Son.

Then in Dragon Boat City, pondering the Luofeng Sect was Shi Zhengyuan, in the waiting area, attempting to witness the Innate Realm was Du Mingsheng...

One after another, blurry silhouettes enveloped in darkness appeared outside the Taoist Palace.

A total of eight people, all performed rites outside the Taoist Palace,

the doors of the Taoist Palace swung open, and the eight figures respectfully walked inside.

"Praise, Infinite Celestial Venerate, Taiqing Tao Ancestor!"

They chanted in unison.

Amidst the praise, the Great Celestial Venerate, shrouded in chaotic fog and seated on a meditation mat, raised his head, nodding slightly.

The True Man who walked out of the void softly said:

"Each of you make your discussions!"

The eight performed rites again, this time, no unexpected situations arose, after a brief consultation, they left in sequence.

The first to speak was the first seat, Chen Nuanyu.

She spoke carefully:

"There’s nothing major on my side, the Western Sect’s focus is currently within Chongyang City, but I’m avoiding there, now on the western edge of Golden Province."

"Oh?"

The fifth seat Buddha Son curiously asked:

"Hangu City? Isn’t that the only gateway into other provinces from the Golden Province? It must be fully sealed by now? Why are you going there?"

The Great Celestial Venerate blinked his eyes.

The only exit to the outside world, Hangu City?

This name made him uncomfortable, inexplicably reminded of the famous Hangu Pass.

Chen Nuanyu softly said:

"A Western Sect Elder Venerate personally ordered me to go, fearing I’d get caught in the vortex of Chongyang."

All seats pondered, Elder Venerate, refers to those above Walking Under God, the true high-levels of various sects and sects,

the term Venerate itself is a respectful designation for divine spirits.

The Six Great Levels of the Human Path, Celestial Human is the limit, beyond that, it’s the Deity level known in the "Venerate."

All eyes turned to the second seat, Du Mingsheng hoarsely opened his mouth:

"There’s nothing major on my side too."

He directly skipped over, it’s impossible to reveal matters like the Book of Life and Death — it’s enough that the Celestial Venerate knows.

Huang Qiuxian shook his head:

"No unusual matters here either, but coincidentally, at this moment, I happen to be in Hangu City as well."

Chen Nuanyu glanced at him, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

The two of them pondered silently and looked together at the fourth seat.

Shi Zhengyuan paused for a moment, then cautiously began to speak:

"I have heard a secret related to the Old World, and I wish to seek your advice on its truth."

Despite his words, his gaze was cautiously directed towards the mysterious eighth seat, Miss Mingyue raised her eyebrows:

"Speak, if you will."

Sitting on the meditation mat, the Great Celestial Venerate smiled silently.

Shi Zhengyuan put his hands together in salutation and spoke softly:

"I have heard— The Nine Netherworld has emerged."

The Taoist Palace fell into a slight silence, and Du Mingsheng suddenly lifted his head.

"The Nine Netherworld..."

Miss Mingyue pondered the words, her expression slightly tense,

Even though she had emerged from a painting, much of the ancient memories were blurred,

What she remembered were merely snippets from the Five Mansions Temple—but she was not unaware of the Nine Netherworld.

"Please continue," Miss Mingyue said in a deep voice.

The others, though unfamiliar with what the Nine Netherworld was, all looked on, while Yuan Feidao’s gaze flickered uncertainly, lost in thought.

Shi Zhengyuan coughed and continued:

"I have heard that the Lord of the Nine Netherworld is the Central Pole Sect Leader, the Emperor of the Underworld, the Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate?"

Miss Mingyue was silent for a moment, as if searching through disordered and shattered memories, and finally nodded:

"Indeed."

She briefly introduced:

"In the old times of the old world, there were the three great realms of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity. The Emperor of the Underworld was the master of the Nine Netherworld, his position was as high as to be comparable with the Celestial Emperor."

The Buddha Son, Shen Baobao, and others all listened intently, eager to absorb the secrets of the ancient ages.

Shi Zhengyuan let out a small sigh of relief and tentatively continued:

"I have also heard that this Central Pole Sect Leader has six transformations, Granny Meng of the Yellow Springs, Impermanence of Soul Hooking, the Judge of Discussion..."

"And a Bodhisattva, whose status was equal to a Buddha—the Great Hell Bodhisattva?"

Yuan Feidao’s eyes burned with intensity, his neck involuntarily leaning slightly forward.

Miss Mingyue was silent for a long time.

After a while, she hesitantly spoke:

"This I am not too sure about, but the six names you mentioned are indeed former deities, some high and some low."

"But whether they are the six transformations of the Central Pole Sect Leader? I have no clue... perhaps, you may ask the Tao Ancestor."

Miss Mingyue bowed deeply towards the Celestial Venerate amidst the chaos.

The True Man lifted his eyelids slightly, and said calmly:

"The Celestial Venerate’s personal answer is a blessing."

Shi Zhengyuan understood and, after some thought, cautiously said:

"I am willing to offer one hundred thousand Buddha-natured Yang Souls as a gift. These Yang Souls, though incomplete, have been baptized by me for many years and can still generate Incense and Candle Power... albeit very weak."

Zhang Fusheng became interested, Buddha-natured Yang Souls?

He manipulated the True Man to speak:

"Agreed."

The True Man nodded, outlining light and shadow to set down a great contract, and after hearing Shi Zhengyuan’s willingness, something inexplicable was drawn into the Contract.

Only then did he look towards the Great Celestial Venerate, saluting:

"Celestial Venerate, the fourth seat seeks enlightenment."

The Taoist Palace fell into silence.

The Chaotic Qi that was once quietly flowing suddenly began to churn, as if the Great Celestial Venerate seated on the meditation mat had opened his eyes.

"The Central Pole Sect Leader, is it?"

As the sound resonated, the eight seats within the Taoist Palace bowed their heads in deep respect, listening intently.

Shi Zhengyuan swallowed, then heard the Great Celestial Venerate in the mist speak melodiously:

"He indeed shows signs of awakening. As for the six transformations? He has already presented them."

Presented them?

What does this mean?

The seats were bewildered, confused, they saw the chaotic mist churn into tides and heard the Celestial Venerate utter one word—"Impermanence."

An ethereal and misty celestial position of Impermanence quietly emerged, the celestial position taking form, seeming to belong to a White-robed Impermanence, surrounded by many souls.

The crowd fell silent.

"Judge, Ghost Emperor." With each name uttered by the Celestial Venerate, radiant light burst forth from the void, revealing vast celestial positions, each greater than the last!

The two great celestial positions, the former being a blurred Judge’s form, clad in austere attire holding a book and pen, the latter an Emperor Monarch figure, with an indistinct throng of ten thousand ghosts prostrate before him.

"Granny Meng."

The fourth celestial position emerged, intertwining yin and yang, an old woman standing upon a river and bridge difficult to describe, if one looked closely, there seemed to be a phantasmagoric scene of reincarnation floating within!

By this time, the seats could hardly breathe, the pressure of these true manifestations weighing heavily upon them!

"Ksitigarbha."

The fifth name was uttered, and under the fervent gaze of Shi Zhengyuan and Yuan Feidao, the Great Aspiration Ksitigarbha King Celestial Position quietly surfaced.

The celestial position was ethereal and elusive, faintly forming the semblance of a Bodhisattva, pure, compassionate, sorrowful, and sighing.

Surrounding the celestial position was a sea—an illusory Sea of Suffering floating around.

Miss Mingyue spoke dumbfounded:

"I remember now, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva vowed, ’Hell will not be empty, I vow not to become a Buddha,’ to empty hell, his body submerged in the sea of boundless sentient suffering..."

Even the Buddha Son from the Mandala Lineage was astonished, softly expressing:

"Hell will not be empty, I vow not to become a Buddha... such great compassion!"

He joined his palms in salute and solemnly bowed to the Great Aspiration Ksitigarbha King Celestial Position.

Yuan Feidao also made a salute, and Shi Zhengyuan did the same.

"Compassion, compassion!"

The three Buddhist disciples echoed in unison.

Even though they stood opposed, belonging to different sects, in the face of true compassion, all were reverent.

"And."

The Great Celestial Venerate, seated surrounded by the chaotic fog, spoke serenely; within the mist, he exerted all his strength, furiously activating that last celestial position,

making it shine with radiant light, casting varied visions as gloriously as the previous five celestial positions.

This was a moment to enhance the Celestial Venerate’s majesty.

"The Celestial Position of the Eastern Emperor of Mount Tai and Heaven."

The celestial position manifested, casting ten thousand beams of light, revealing a vague Emperor being, one foot in the Nine Netherworld, the other upon the earthly rivers and mountains!

As the celestial position appeared.

The seats had all prostrated—they could not withstand the overwhelming pressure!

Miss Mingyue gazed in astonishment at that celestial position, as the disordered memories suddenly fixed, she murmured softly:

"Lord of Mount Tai... Cyan Emperor!"

Zhang Fusheng suddenly raised his head.

Who?

Cyan Emperor?

As Miss Mingyue uttered the name Cyan Emperor, lotuses bloomed in the void, causing that celestial position to sway, seemingly stirred to awakening!

In shock, Zhang Fusheng saw the Emperor Dongyue Celestial Position, saw the past figure reflected by the celestial position, opening his eyes, lifting his head, turning around.

Amidst the swaying lotuses, radiant light blossomed.

In front of all eyes.

He bestowed a salute towards himself.