Immortal Travel of Longevity

He had returned to the Sheng River.

Chen Changsheng could finally take a close look at what exactly made its waters so different.

Yet, even after standing on the bank and staring for a long time, he could not see anything amiss aside from the rushing current.

But the problem definitely had to lie here.

"Just what kind of Divine Abilities..."

Chen Changsheng pondered the question, unable to make sense of it.

To separate two places, erase memories, and induce delusions—in the eyes of most cultivators, such Divine Abilities should not belong to the Righteous Path.

But truthfully, Cultivation had not distinguished between righteous and demonic in ancient times. It was nothing more than marching forward for the sake of Cultivation; the victor prevailed, so how could there be good and evil?

The current anomaly in the Sheng River was perhaps a product of ancient Arts and Techniques—what many cultivators would call a secret method.

Yunxiang stepped forward. Looking at the white-haired Mister, she said, "Why doesn't Mister rest for a while before thinking again?"

Chen Changsheng returned to his senses and sat right down on the ground.

Yunxiang handed him some food.

Chen Changsheng ate a piece of dry flatbread, his mind still pondering the matter of the Sheng River.

Yunxiang said, "Mister, haste makes waste."

Chen Changsheng nodded, finally pulling back his thoughts. He sighed and said, "This Chen always feels this matter involves a great deal. Zhao Wuji's words were nothing more than an attempt to have This Chen resolve this Sheng River incident for him, pointing the spearhead at the demon who helped him back then."

Yunxiang asked, "Since Mister knows, why still help him?"

Chen Changsheng said, "If we don't resolve this Sheng River matter, how can we find any clues? Zhao Wuji definitely knows a lot, and he fully anticipated that This Chen would come here to take a look."

Yunxiang sighed softly and said, "This world is full of deception. Mister shouldn't care too much; sometimes, passing it by is a good choice as well."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "This Chen understands."

He was simply interested in the demon behind all this.

The incident with Long Rong had given him a wake-up call.

Back then, after the Spirit Cage Uprising, there were bound to be many who had slipped through the net among the escaping demons. Furthermore, that demon was definitely not ordinary, and its spearhead was even pointed at him, so he needed to be careful.

This pool of water was muddy and obscure, inevitably making one feel somewhat uneasy.

Yu Hongjin sat on the bank, swinging her legs.

Lihua was chasing flying bugs, bouncing endlessly beneath the tree.

This Sheng River problem truly had Chen Changsheng stumped.

Perhaps he hadn't engaged in deep thought for too long, having lived too many days in comfort. Or perhaps his own eyesight and comprehension were simply lacking to begin with, preventing him from seeing through it all.

He sighed softly. After observing for an entire morning, he still had no clues.

Chen Changsheng stood up, wondering if he was looking from the wrong position.

He pondered for a long time before deciding to go out to the center of the river for a look.

He raised his hand, and the Listening Rain Sword fell into his palm.

"Rise."

The Listening Rain Sword carried Chen Changsheng out to the heart of the Sheng River.

The current was most turbulent here, faintly revealing the endlessly surging waves.

Chen Changsheng looked in all directions.

The Listening Rain Sword emitted a faint hum.

Chen Changsheng lowered his head to look into the water.

Through the murky, yellow water, he could see something faintly glowing at the bottom of the river.

Chen Changsheng looked toward the bank.

Miss Yun called out, "Did Mister discover anything?"

Chen Changsheng said, "This Chen will make a trip down into the river. Don't worry."

Yunxiang nodded to show she understood.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and cast a Water-Repelling Incantation. He then rode his sword downward, heading straight toward the source of the glow.

But the river water was so muddy that it was completely impossible to see the way forward.

He fumbled around for a long time.

Chen Changsheng finally reached the riverbed.

Leaning down, he could finally see what the object was.

He saw a ring of Formations enclosing the area. The '卍' symbol circulated continuously around its perimeter, while many ancient characters revolved within it, interwoven with swirling wisps of Buddhist light.

The source of that Buddhist light lay precisely in the center of the Formations.

Chen Changsheng moved closer. As his vision cleared, he could finally see exactly what the object was.

It was an irregularly shaped piece of bone.

"A Sarira Bead?"

Rumor had it that when an eminent monk of the Buddhist Faction passed away in enlightenment, they would leave behind a Sarira Bead containing supreme Buddhist light. With a single Sarira, one's heart faced the Buddha.

Chen Changsheng was suddenly enlightened.

When it came to tampering with a person's memories...

Aside from the methods of demons, it could only be the techniques of the Buddhist Faction.

The Buddhist Schools focused primarily on cultivating the mental world, an approach vastly different from ordinary cultivators. The Buddhist Schools cultivated the Spirit, even embracing the concept of abandoning the physical body, whereas the majority of cultivators focused on cultivating the body. Only when both body and mind were clear could they achieve the Great Dao.

This made practitioners of the Buddhist Schools particularly adept with Divine Abilities related to the mind.

Moreover, these Formations were not something an ordinary person could deploy.

Leaving the Buddhist light aside...

As for the ancient characters within the Formations, those who still remembered the lineage of the ancient-script cultivators could practically be counted on one hand.

"According to Zhao Wuji, a demon was responsible for this."

Chen Changsheng fell into deep thought.

How could a mere demon deploy the techniques of the Buddhist Faction?

Setting aside the fact that the power of the Buddha was highly lethal to demons, the original owner of this Sarira Bead had likely been an accomplished, high monk. How could they act in concert with a demon?

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, but for the time being, he didn't know how to handle these Formations.

Therefore, he didn't linger any longer and returned to the bank.

Seeing Chen Changsheng emerge, Yunxiang's anxious heart settled slightly.

Yunxiang asked, "Did Mister find where the problem lies?"

Chen Changsheng nodded. "You could say I found it, but there are still some things I haven't quite figured out."

"What things?"

"It seems the Buddhist Faction had a hand in this."

Yunxiang muttered, "The Buddhist Faction..."

This was somewhat perplexing.

Why would the Buddhist Schools interfere in the affairs of the world?

Chen Changsheng sat down and pondered. He wondered if Zhao Wuji had lied.

Saying those things on purpose just to lure him here to break this spell.

It wasn't entirely impossible.

But if the Buddhist Schools had made a move, what was their goal?

The qi destiny of the world?

Could they also want to intervene in the struggle for the Mortal World's imperial throne?

Chen Changsheng shook his head, but then he paused in surprise.

"It seems... it's also possible..."

With the return of the Buddhist Schools' buddha child, encountering such a time of great chaos in the world—wasn't this an opportunity? If they could select a wise ruler, when the time came to receive the emperor's Investiture Scroll, the Buddhist Schools could also rise with the tide.

So, the Buddhist Schools had set their sights on Zhao Wuji?

Yunxiang simply kept him company at his side, not saying a word.

Chen Changsheng fell into deep thought. He frowned slightly, finding it all a bit of a mess.

There were simply too many matters.

Once the world fell into chaos, many matters had scattered into a mess. Taken one by one, it was always hard to distinguish them clearly.

He sighed softly and rubbed the space between his brows, feeling a headache coming on.

"If I had known, I should have just grabbed Zhao Wuji and beaten him so he would talk straight."

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