Chapter 1: The Seven-Colored Dragon Boat, Azure Pearl...

  A mysterious and profound picture scroll and cultivation technique suddenly appeared in Luo Bei's mind.

  In the far north, on the frozen earth that connects heaven and earth, a black giant mountain covered in ice and snow stands tall. At the top of a bitter cold mountain peak, a white-walled and yellow-tiled temple stands like a high-mountain snow lotus. The black yak wool woven prayer flags have been weathered for thousands of years and are now tattered and worn out. Just before the half-column incense, the massive waterfall that connects the entire mountain peak bursts open, revealing the grand hall. Inside this temple, which is thousands of miles away from Lhasa, an old lama with half his body outside, wearing a red Buddhist robe, a yellow goose-egg-shaped hat, and purple-black skin, sits under the dim butter lamp, constantly rotating the golden prayer wheel, practicing ascetic meditation. Suddenly, he lifts his head sharply. "This is fate," he sighs softly, causing the few vultures perched on the temple roof to soar into the sky.

  Yuanyi pointed her finger at the center of Luo Bei's eyebrows.

  A flash of golden light appeared on Luo Bei's brow and then disappeared.

  "I have already planted the mantra of emptiness and destruction in your body. If you go against what I say, you will surely suffer annihilation of both form and spirit!"

  "After entering the world, everything cannot be done solely for personal gain, otherwise it will be punished."

  "Do not reveal any of my Lou Fu's secrets. Before returning to Lou Fu, do not let anyone know that you are my disciple, otherwise, you will be put to death."

  "Cultivate the 'Eternal Life Scripture of Nine Deaths and One Birth', and you will suffer a hundred times more than cultivating the Mahakala Mantra. Once you enter this world, you can choose not to cultivate, but you must not speak of it to others, nor even harbor doubts about this mantra in your heart; otherwise, you will be annihilated!"

  Inside the majestic hall of the mountain's belly, Luo Bei still remembered everything vividly.

  Although I don't know if every Luo Fu disciple will go through such training, and be entrusted with such rules, but Luo Bei feels that Yuan Tianyi absolutely won't harm himself, and also senses the extraordinary nature of the Wild Sky Long Life Scripture taught to him by Yuan Tianyi.

  All living beings are equal!

  Although he has given himself so much hardship and testing, from the first day he brought himself to Luofu, he has never looked down on himself because of his qualifications, nor has he ever had a high-handed attitude towards himself.

  "Master, when can I return?" On the summit of the nameless mountain peak, looking far away at the re-closed great mountain in Luofu, Luo Bei asked Yuantian Yi reluctantly.

  "Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years." Yu Tianyi replied to Luo Bei, "My Luo Fu Gong Fa is unmatched in the world, but reaching the Great Completion Realm is also as difficult as ascending to heaven. Shu Mountain Flying Sword, relying on external objects, is also extraordinary. If you can cultivate the Sword Yuan, at least you'll be able to protect yourself. When you've cultivated the life-and-death Sword Yuan, you can come back to Luo Fu to see me."

  "What is Benming Sword Yuan?" Luo Bei asked in confusion.

  Yu Tianyi didn't say a word, but Luo Bei, who had already understood Yu Tianyi's temperament, suddenly shouted, "Master, wait!"

  "What?" Yu Tianyi was stunned for a moment, but found that Luo Bei's eyes were scanning around, as if searching for something.

  "What about Lao Zhao Nan? I want to say goodbye to him." Luo Bei's gaze fell on his own coarse linen garment again. This coarse linen garment, although simple and crude, was the first time in Luo Bei's life that someone had personally sewn it for him, stitch by stitch.

  Yu Tianyi's eyes also flashed a warm expression, "He has also gone out for something and won't be back for the time being, but when you return to Luofu, you will see each other again."

  Luobei was stunned, this once pure and kind youth who would get up in the middle of the night to help Lao Zhao Nan cover himself with a quilt, had never thought that just as he was experiencing the warmth of home, he would face such a separation.

  "Cultivators must endure true loneliness." With a faint sigh, Yuan Tianyi stepped out into the void, and an invisible transparent sphere enveloped him and Luo Bei. At a shocking speed, they traversed the vast and desolate expanse of the sky. What surprised Luo Bei, who was already accustomed to Yuan Tianyi's cultivation and speed, was that his gaze once again fell upon a familiar giant mountain.

  From where did it come, and to where will it go?

  Yu Tianyi unexpectedly brought Luo Bei back to the area between Bashu, only a hundred miles away from the chaotic burial mound of Mount Shu's mountain gate, which was mentioned by Zhong Tong and Mi Luo.

  The mountains remain the same, but among these chaotic tombs, it's unknown how many more graves have been added. Luo Bei can no longer distinguish where he first met Qing Tong. Although the red sun still hangs in the sky and old crows fly about, the entire burial ground is filled with an inexplicable sorrowful atmosphere.

  "From here, head south for ten miles and you'll reach a mountain town. There's a sect called the Purple Hui Daoist Temple, where you don't need to do anything except go there and they will take you in as a disciple. Luo Fu does things his own way, if someone wants to take you on as a disciple, just agree and that's it."

  Yuan Tianyi didn't care about Luo Bei's feelings about returning to their old haunt, and calmly said, "Nowadays, bandits are roaming everywhere, if someone asks about you, just say you're a local villager who was attacked by bandits and wandered away. From now on, no matter what happens, as long as you remember the few things I told you, you'll slowly understand what it means to be a master of the Ben Ming Sword."

  The original mortal's coveted cultivation sect, the so-called unattainable immortal's cave, was only ten miles away from here. Now that Luo Bei knew this, he didn't feel even a hint of excitement in his heart. Even without seeing the magnificent transmission hall of Luofu, Luo Bei had long known that with him and Yuan Tianyi living together for so long, the sects that hadn't discovered or dared to come and inspect the place's fighting skills were definitely not top-notch.

  However, at this time, the original Tianyi once again instructed a sentence, "From today on, you can forget as much of your memories related to Luo Fu as possible. The more you remember, the more danger you will be in. Except for the scriptures I passed on to you, it's best if you are like when I first saw you."

  Are you still as ignorant as that day, knowing nothing about the world beyond filling your stomach?

  Luobei remembered every word that Yuantianyi said, because he knew that each of Yuantianyi's words had a purpose. However, as he looked deeply at his master who was wearing a white robe, Luobei couldn't help but think to himself: could it be possible that I will forget?

  Luo Bei suddenly knelt down and kowtowed nine times towards Yuan Tianyi.

  That day, Luo Bei was also terrified of ghosts and gods, and he also knocked his head nine times. Now, Luo Bei is not afraid of ghosts and gods. He already knows that cultivating the Tao is a path of life and death, and he may not be able to return to Luofu. These nine knocks on the head were only because Yuan Tianyi was his respected master, and also because Yuan Tianyi gave him the opportunity to control his own destiny!

  After kowtowing nine times in a row, Luo Bei stood up and headed towards the southern mountain town that Yuan Tianyi had pointed out.

  Yu Tianyi stood still, Luo Bei gradually walked further and further away, frequently turning back to look, but his figure slowly disappeared from view.

  Luobei had always believed that the original heavenly clothes were in Luofu, and he only knew that every disciple of Luofu had to go out for training. The simple-hearted Luobei even imagined that those mysterious and profound scriptures that did not originally belong to Luofu were all obtained by the ancestors who went out for training like him.

  He didn't think that Yu Tianyi let him leave Luo Fu just because Luo Fu was about to face an unprecedented catastrophe!

  And the Tian Yi's transmitted "Wang Nian Tian Chang Sheng Jing" to him, is even more powerful and difficult to cultivate than Luo Fu's greatest divine technique!

  Even with Yu Tianyi's innate talent, achieving such accomplishments, the previous generation's sect master of Luofu did not dare to teach Yu Tianyi the Mantra of Eternal Life, and only passed down the Empty Birth and Destruction Sea Crystal Technique that was below it.

  From this, it can be seen that although Yuan Tianyi had never uttered a single word of praise for Luo Bei, in his heart, he valued and was even somewhat proud of this originally mediocre disciple.

  But in the future, it is vague and unpredictable, even with Yu Tianyi's cultivation and divine power, he can only see the changes in the world's aura, but cannot see into the future.

  The more powerful the mantra, the more it is a matter of life and death to cultivate it. Not to mention the three thousand red dusts of the world, even in the realm of cultivation that transcends the multitudes, isn't it also a great dye vat that bewilders one's original heart everywhere?

  Who knows that after this farewell, the kind-hearted and gentle Luo Bei will become in the future?