My Simulated Road to Immortality - Chapter 1810: 1459: Compassionate World Reincarnation Sect_2

Chapter 1810: Chapter 1459: Compassionate World Reincarnation Sect_2

The mind subtly shifted, and the divine sense attempted to penetrate the scenes recorded before the eyes.

This time, there was no longer any protective force to block it, as if one was truly traveling through the starry sky. Li Buren quickly locked onto the location of the Xuanhuang Realm.

“There are no Immortal Dao Ten Clans.”

“There is no Mystic Sky Sect.”

“Desolate God, Reincarnation, Divine Tree. These are the ancient times that still exist in the Immortal World. There are no signs of the Great Calamity revealing itself, and the Cultivators Sect can still maintain contact with the Immortal World.”

In the span of fifty years, Li Buren could not meticulously observe everything that happened on the Xuanyuan Land.

He could only focus on certain unusual events.

“The Wild God Sect was able to summon a number of Desolate Gods, reaching its peak in the fifth year. A total of twelve different Desolate Gods appeared together, quelling all dissent. In the Xuanhuang Realm, they were unmatched in their prestige. But in the forty-third year, one of these Desolate Gods suddenly lost contact with the Wild God Sect. This was unprecedented in the history of the Wild God Sect.”

“Though eight years later, they reconnected with a new Desolate God, this incident still caused great concern for the sect leader and elders of the Wild God Sect.”

“In contrast, the Reincarnation Sect appeared much more low-key. The Reincarnation Sect didn’t establish a great reincarnation in the Xuanhuang Realm but rather constructed minor reincarnations within individuals. With the Endless Samsara Body, they could continuously undergo reincarnation and rebirth. Although each reincarnation led to the loss of their cultivation base, certain crucial memories were always preserved.”

“And the relentless cycle of reincarnations was not pursued for immortal ascension, but for…”

Li Buren squinted his eyes.

The scenes recorded on the circular mural in this experimental site encompassed nearly all the events that had ever occurred in history.

It was unknown what methods were used, but even in the secret room, within a confined array, Li Buren’s divine sense was unrestrained and free to explore.

Even certain transmissions of divine sense could be heard with exceptional clarity.

But not everything was documented.

When the Xuanhuang Sects communicated with the Immortal World, the recorded images would become distorted. Additionally, certain mysterious areas would render the recorded scenes ineffective. Some appeared blurred and indistinct, while others were entirely blank segments.

This sect leader of the Reincarnation Sect seemed to have a sense of this ubiquitous surveillance.

Whenever he transmitted the absolute skills of the Reincarnation Sect to his direct disciple, he would bathe and light incense, connecting with the Upper World.

The records would thus be interrupted.

“This leader of the Reincarnation Sect is called Jiang Lianshi.”

“His direct disciple, named Zhu Zhiyi, I do not recognize. However, Zhu Zhiyi’s disciple seems somewhat familiar.”

This disciple was named Zhang Ruyu, a child of only about ten years. Yet, in his brows and eyes, one could faintly discern the resemblance of Zhang Qianmo.

“Reincarnation Sect.”

Though the ultimate cultivation of the Reincarnation Sect’s absolute skills could not be known under surveillance, the actions of Jiang Lianshi were indeed suspicious.

Apart from evading surveillance through connecting with the Immortal World,

Jiang Lianshi often sat in meditation in the uppermost level of a high pavilion in the Reincarnation Sect.

The top floor contained only a single hall.

Hanging there were tens of thousands of scroll paintings by Jiang Lianshi himself.

These paintings seemed all to be drawn by Jiang Lianshi, each depicting him with different expressions, attires, and actions.

Aside from painting, Jiang Lianshi simply faced these tens of thousands of self-portraits in the pavilion.

The entire process exhibited no fluctuations of spiritual power.

But as a spectator from years later, Li Buren still perceived a hint of strangeness in this bizarre cultivation scene.

He even occasionally experienced the illusion that all the scrolls in the pavilion came to life in an instant.

In fifty years, Jiang Lianshi made no breakthroughs. The entire Reincarnation Sect remained low-profile and silent.

The only time he took action was when an elder from the Shenmu Sect came seeking to borrow the Reincarnation Sect’s treasure, the [Ten Thousand Years Pearl].

This Shenmu Sect elder claimed that the Ten Thousand Years Pearl could accelerate the growth of Shenmu Sect’s divine tree without side effects. He sincerely requested it and was willing to exchange anything.

Yet Jiang Lianshi flatly refused with a single word.

The Shenmu Sect elder pleaded several times but received the same result. Angrily, he attempted to seize it by force, only to have Jiang Lianshi touch him lightly on the forehead.

The sixty-year-old elder suddenly regressed in age, as if time had reversed, to the babbling stage of infancy.

Not only did he lose his cultivation base, but even his sentience seemed to revert to his early childhood.

Jiang Lianshi did not take this elder’s life, merely ordering someone to return him to the Shenmu Sect. He also attached a talisman personally written by him.

The yellow paper looked utterly ordinary, with a scribbled eye on it.

The Shenmu Sect, upon receiving this talisman, apologized to the Reincarnation Sect and expressed gratitude, wishing to offer a gift of equivalent value.

Jiang Lianshi courteously declined and strictly instructed his sect members to minimize interactions with the Shenmu Sect.

…

“Jiang Lianshi’s cultivation…” Li Buren could be said to have observed Jiang Lianshi for fifty years. Even with his current knowledge, he still found it somewhat inscrutable.

On the surface, he appeared to be merely in the Unity Realm. But that one fingertip capable of reversing time already spoke volumes.

Th𝑖𝕤 ςh𝕒p𝑡𝑒r 𝗶𝐬 pοʂ𝙩𝑒𝒹 b𝗒 𝙆ɩṯℯ𝓃0ѵᥱ𝕝

Given that the Reincarnation Sect could continuously reincarnate and retrain, one wonders how long Jiang Lianshi had really lived. Moreover, the tens of thousands of self-portraits hanging at the top of the pavilion led Li Buren to the thought of the word “possibility.”

“Could it be that the Reincarnation Sect’s secrets might relate to the self in other possibilities? Though unable to transcend, might they achieve a subtle connection?”

Li Buren became increasingly curious about the fate of Jiang Lianshi.

Only now, the recorded imagery was fixed within these fifty years, impossible to delve further.

Within these fifty years, aside from the myriad events in these powerful sects, one incident in the remote antiquity Xuanhuang Realm caught Li Buren’s attention.

The thirtieth year. In the southeastern corner of the Xuanhuang Realm, it was suspected that a True Immortal descended into the mortal world.

A vast area of distorted shadows rendered all the details indistinguishable.

Moreover, this True Immortal did not descend alone; there was prior assistance in the Xuanhuang Realm.

The one responsible for guiding them seemed to be merely a mortal.

For thirty years, he lived as an exceedingly ordinary village farmer. But in the thirtieth year, he suddenly left his wife and children, heading into the deep mountains.

He arranged the welcoming ceremony.

After completing it, he returned to his hometown as if nothing had transpired.

Yet, within half a year, he passed away.

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The Shenmu Sect, upon receiving this talisman, apologized to the Reincarnation Sect and expressed gratitude. They offered gifts of matching value.

Jiang Lianshi declined politely and strictly ordered the sect members to have minimal interaction with the Shenmu Sect.

…

“Jiang Lianshi’s cultivation…” Li Buren could be said to have observed Jiang Lianshi for years. Even with his insight, he still found Jiang Lianshi’s cultivation difficult to decipher.

On the surface, he seemed to be just at the Realm of Unification, but that single fingertip capable of turning back time was already very telling.

Considering this, the presence of the myriad self-portraits hanging in the tower’s top level led Li Buren to ponder the concept of “possibility.”

“Is it possible that the Reincarnation Sect’s ultimate secret might be connected to one’s self in other possibilities? While unable to transcend, could they manage to connect somehow?”

Li Buren’s curiosity about Jiang Lianshi’s fate grew even more profound.

In the current circumstance, where the recorded scene was fixed within these fifty years, it was impossible to know.

Within those fifty years, aside from various events occurring in these powerful sects, something else entirely caught Li Buren’s attention.

In the thirtieth year, something suspected to be a True Immortal descended to the mundane world in the southeastern corner of the Xuanhuang Realm.

The vast distorted light and shadows made it impossible to perceive the details clearly.

Moreover, this True Immortal did not descend alone; there was already someone to receive them in the Xuanhuang Realm.

The person responsible for the reception appeared to be a mere mortal.

For the first thirty years, he lived as an ordinary village farmer. But in the thirtieth year, he suddenly left his family, heading into the mountains.

He arranged the reception ceremony.

After completing it all, he returned to his hometown. As if nothing had happened.

And within only half a year, he passed away.