Chapter 1685 — The Master of Tiandu
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"Seventh Brother, you have always loved to dream, so why do you dream no longer?
" The Fourth Prince of Miluo Palace ceased his playing, lifted his head to gaze at the figure beneath the World Tree, and said coldly: "The Teacher is not here, but Miluo Palace is no place for your insolence. In this Miluo Palace you rank seventh, not first. " The figure beneath the World Tree drew near, growing clearer by degrees.
Even though the Annihilation Calamity destroyed all things, it could not shake his form, nor even stir his aura. He walked through Chaos, and the Annihilation Calamity felt to him like a fish returning to water, easeful and content.
He was tall and powerfully built, yet his temples were flecked with white, and his face bore the marks left by years and wind and frost.
He was identical to Shen Mu, only more mature and steady, having clearly endured many trials after returning to the past universes.
"The Teacher transmitted his Dao in seven lines, and what each of us comprehended is different.
" Shen Mu of the past universe swept his gaze across the assembled accomplished ones, studying their faces and their Dao fruits, and said: "Each of us has his own attainment.
Our ranking follows only the order in which we entered the Teacher's gate, not our strength. The Teacher leads us through the door, but cultivation depends on the individual. In truth, long ago I had already transcended what the Teacher taught. Third Brother, Fourth Brother, I have cultivated something better. " The Fourth Prince of Miluo Palace lowered his head and played on, a smile curling at his lips, as a treasure palace sped forth from the depths of Miluo Palace, tearing through layer upon layer of Chaos, crossing the Annihilation Calamity of fifteen universal eras, to arrive behind him.
Zixiao Palace. He was called Zixiao by the Lord of Miluo Palace, but those outside Yujing City called him Dao Lord Zixiao. The Third Prince smiled faintly, and the Lingxiao Palace crossed the long River of Chaos at that same moment to appear behind him.
He was called Lingxiao by the Lord of Miluo Palace, but those outside Yujing City called him Dao Lord Lingxiao.
Nor was that all.
The Celestial Court of the seventeenth-era universe bore a profound connection to him. When Taidi and Taichu first entered the ancestral court of Yujing City, he showed them his Lingxiao Palace, leaving an indelible impression upon them.
Later Taichu became Celestial Emperor and forged the Celestial Court, rebuilding the Lingxiao Palace, and the Lingxiao Palace of the Celestial Court became the symbol of power and station throughout the universe.
When Yu Tianzun founded the Celestial Palace realm and Yun Tianzun perfected its final two realms, Lingxiao and Dizuo, they took the Lingxiao Palace of the Celestial Court as their model. And the source of it all was the Third Prince's Lingxiao Palace! What was more, in the seventeenth-era universe, all who cultivated to the Lingxiao and Dizuo realms lent their strength to the Third Prince's cultivation.
As their cultivation rose, so too did his! "Seventh Brother, your accumulation is too shallow. " The Fourth Prince of Miluo Palace kept his head bowed over his playing, the notes faltering and broken, and said lightly: "Had you come earlier to keep us company, we might have gone over sooner to seek a better means of resolving the Annihilation Calamity. You and I seek the same end.
Why must fellow disciples slaughter one another?
" The Third Prince clasped his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "Seventh Brother, for the Teacher's sake we will not make things hard for you. Now Taishang is absent, Wuji is suppressed, and Wuzong and Zhanji are nowhere to be found.
Every accomplished one in Miluo Palace will heed our command.