Chapter 112 The World of Mortals (1/2)
In the Yuxu Palace.
In front of the main hall, Lyu Hao was stunned to look at the plaque which read ”Palace of the Human Emperors”. Then Yun Jinghong told him that he could cultivate himself here. Therefor, he accepted the plaque test with excitement, while Wang Bugui and Yun Jinghong were talking about what happened to him in the main hall.
”What?! You entered the Dragon Trapping Well?”
Yun Jinghong couldn't believe that they were so courageous. The first thing they did in the outside world was entering the Dragon Trapping Well. He actually knew what existed inside the well. So dagerous, it had buried several sages. How dared they four cultivators in the Void Returning Realm to go in? And it was lucky for them to come out safely.
”Sorry, Master! We didn't think so much at that time. I thought the old dragon has already died.” Wang Bugui touched his head and grinned.
Even now when he was talking about this thing, he still felt frightened. The old dragon was a Big Capable. Although sealed, it could still release part of its strength. A few simple tricks of it were enough to kill the Void-Returning-Realm cultivators. If Wang Bugui was not in a good fighting state, which improved his strength to the Sage Realm, he couldn't even resist the first blow of the old dragon.
In the end, without the help of the small pendant, he would definitely be killed in the well. However, he gained a fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone, which could be regarded as a greatly good luck. After hearing this, Yun Jinghong heavily patted Wang Bugui's head. He really didn't think that his disciple would dare to go in the well, and even fight for the treasure.
”Then what's the result of the Gathering of Practitioners?” Yun Jinghong asked again.
”I didn't give up to your expectation, Master. I won the championship, and got a fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone as the final reward!” Wang Bugui laughed.
”Haha, good! You didn't make bad reputation for the Palace of the Human Emperors. The final reward of the gathering is a fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone? You're so lucky!” Yun Jinghong laughed. He felt happy for his disciple who came back with two fragments of the devine stone after participating the gathering.
Then Wang Bugui told all the stories of the gathering, which shocked him very much. This was indeed the Great Age. There were geniuses in each sect. And even the ancient immortal body and the descendant of the Immortal Buddha appeared. However, what made him gratified the most was that his own disciple could win the championship under such situation.
At the same time, when he heard that at the end of the gathering, someone disregarded his identity and intended to kill Wang Bugui with the power of the Sage Realm, a horrible killing message burst out from him, filling the entire hall. Fortunately, Leng Shuangrong was fair. If his disciple had suffered, he would rush to the Lingwu Sect, and kill Lin Yun.
Fortunately, their martial arts were mysterious with many Sunday punches. Therefore, Wang Bugui was able to kill Lin Yun after he was descended to the same realm.
”Fortunately, you're fine!” Yun Jinghong sighed, and then continued to ask, ”You didn't come back immediately as the gathering was over. Have you gone to the ordinary society?”
”Yes. There was a huge earthquake. I went to the rescue with the disciples of all the sects. The casualties were serious. And I was sorry for a lot of people. They could have been saved, but they died before us because I couldn't save them.” Wang Bugui said slow and regrettably.
He told everything to Yun Jinghong, including what he saw and what he did, no matter it was sad or it had angered him or it touched him very much. Then he walked out of the palace, squatted in front of the jade bench, and dug a small hole.
He took out a pool of blood mud and a young broken arm from his pendant, buried them in the soil, erect a monument, fixed it with martial arts, and picked some flowers nearby to put them before the grave.
”Master, I have been practicing for ten years, but I can't even save such a weak mortal. Why?” He put down a bow in front of the grave and slowly got up.
”Everything is destined. The heavens decide the life and death. Many times, we can't even save ourselves, let alone mortals. When the heavens are angry, there will be a lot of mortals losing their lives. What we change is little. Because the heavens do not allow us to intervene the affairs in the ordinary society.”
”If the cultivators intervene in the mortal affairs, the order of the heavens will be broken. The conclusion is that we are still too weak to go against the heavens. Otherwise, we would fight the alien race when it invaded the Hua Xia. At that time, a Headmaster went to fight against the foreign enemies, but he was punished ruthlessly by the heavens!”
”We are just cowards except for him. If everyone was not afraid of death, we must be able to quell the war. However, we chose to be cowards, for the sake of a prophecy and the Path to Immortality.”
Yun Jinghong shook his head and sighed. He also intended to fight for Chinese descendants, but he became a sinner because of the irreversibility of the heavens.