Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 2008

[Chapter 22 A Decision]

In the deepest area of the core circle, there is a metal disc. Driven by the planet’s own magnetic field, this metal disk moves slowly in the viscous magma.

This disc-shaped object is that the Guangming Palace is the holy place of the Ming family built by the first generation of the King of Light, and the guarantee of the King of Light for all generations.

At the beginning, just for the construction of this Guangming Shrine, there was still a debate within the Ming family.

Youming believes that this solid spiritual material is no different from the corpse of existence, and it should be an existence that has been rejected by the light. And when the Ming people refined this thing, they went against the sky and fought against the light. Not to mention, keeping this kind of thing on the edge of the source of light for a long time. This is simply heinous.

The other faction believes that although this spiritual material has the same characteristics of solidification as the existence of corpses, it is not the existence of corpses in essence, but another completely different thing. The corpse exists because of the loss of the power of light and the loss of eternal living fire, so it condenses, but this thing is different. It is another embodiment of bright fire, and it is the substance domesticated by Ming monks with live fire, so it is sacred. Using it, it does not damage the light.

At the time, both arguments were quite popular. The first argument even had the upper hand for a time. Among the ancestors of the Ming clan, there were many who demanded to completely abandon the spiritual materials, abandon the sage and abandon the wisdom, and completely abandon the technique of “refining”.

However, the first generation of King Guangming defied all opinions, with great determination and perseverance, built such a Guangming Shrine near the source of light. It has been orbiting the Earth’s core, slowly revolving, until today.

This is also one of the few dark spots in the bright and splendid life of the great first-generation King of Light. The most favorite thing for Ming literati to do is to criticize the first generation of King Guangming in this matter, believing that this tyrant is extravagant and arrogant.

Well, even though “insulting the King of Light” is a serious crime, even the Court of Judges is not interested in these literati. When Skoda Justice was young, he dismembered several literati who were dying, but now, even the chief referee, known as the “iron face” [the original text is “the body is stubborn as a corpse”], has I think it’s weird to kill these literati.

Because there is no reliable carrier at all to record the articles made by these literati.

This is probably a bit of a pity, because after all, these Ming people have a little bit of hope that only the great sages know, and it is impossible to make a specific arrangement of words other than the “probable” expected by the beauty god… It is about the same as “probability” It doesn’t matter. It was a miracle after all.

Apart from that, the works of those literati never came out. Probably a pity.

There is no way, the solid material possessed by the Ming clan is just that solid spiritual material.

At the center of the Earth, the abundance of heavy elements is too great. Even if they have the ability to condense hydrogen and oxygen into ice in the flame world like a real flame god, it is useless.

Not to mention they haven’t.

It is precisely because of this that the boundaries between “language” and “characters” of the Ming people are very blurred. Their language flows in the form of light waves. However, the blocking effect of lava on visible light is too strong, so they all rely on the spiritual consciousness of another Ming clan to receive external signals.

From the Terran’s point of view, this feels similar to “Braille” even though the language is completely visible.

In the first generation of King Guangming, after building the Great Guangming Shrine, the Ming people were more enthusiastic about the use of spiritual materials, and when they needed to inscribe words, they also used crystals to express a structure similar to light waves. .

On the Great Bright Shrine, there is a message left by the first generation of Bright King.

At this time, the King of Light of this generation is sitting on his throne.

No, using “sit” might be a bit tricky. A light bubble that doesn’t even have a buttocks, obviously can’t “sit down”. The throne of the King of Light looks more like three metal pillars. The three pillars are separated by a few feet in pairs, and they are symmetrically distributed. They rise from the metal ground, straight up and down, with a bend in the middle. The three segments of the curve share a center as if wrapping an invisible sphere.

The spell skillfully guides the magnetic force of the outside world, forming a small magnetic field between the three pillars, and the King of Light can easily float in the pillars.

For the King of Light, this is very important work. As long as the King of Light is still there, and the rulers of all generations are still there, the Ming family will not be in chaos.

Is there anything more meaningful than this?

The young King of Light was very proud of it.

Of course, he also knows that in this world, there are always some forces that prevent him from staying here safely.

“Oh? Three ascetic monks? Ascetic monks… ascetic monks…” The young King Guangming thought for a moment, and then said: “Is that group of fanatical admirers of my ancestors? Do you think that imitating the ancestors can make a breakthrough?

” I don’t know why to answer this question and how to answer it better.

Fortunately, the head guard came out at this time and said to King Guangming: “Your Highness, these three ascetic monks need to pay close attention. Now both the Zheminghui and the Judgment Hall are watching them. These three guys may be the two chaotic officials. The fuse of the fight between them.”

“Oh? What do you think will happen?” King Guangming asked with great interest.

The captain of the guard was silent for a moment. He is just a guard, and it stands to reason that he should never interfere with the decision of the King of Light. Moreover, he did not feel that he was qualified to speak in the battle between Zhe Minghui and the Hall of Judges. What’s more, he is just loyal, as the hereditary captain of the bodyguard, he does not need any political ability.

However, King Guangming urged: “Say it!”

“I think…” In the panic, the head guard replied: “Do you want to strike first and control them…?”

“Why?” Guangming Wang Fanwen.

“This… they may be the center of the competition between the Zheming Club and the Judgment Hall…”

“So what?” The

head guard hesitated: “The Judgment Hall is where the mind gathers and reflects the rules, and the Zheming Club is the wise elite and the place of immortality. If…they fight, it will be detrimental to the Sheji after all.”

“What’s wrong with a fight?” King Guangming said: “Uncle, in this regard, you still have to learn a little bit. If those chaotic officials want to fight, let them fight.”

“But…”

“It takes them to fight. Good. They don’t move, so no one knows whether they are loyal or traitors, and what their purpose is. Only when they fight can we get a glimpse of their true appearance and grasp their purpose.” King Guangming said.

Although the Ming people do not know what is “the strong wind knows the grass, and the dangling knows the sincere ministers” [because I have never seen the wind nor the grass], what is “the wall is a thousand people without desires” [because I have never seen a wall, I don’t know How long is a thousand miles], but the masters of the principles are the same.

King Guangming felt that it was great to be able to understand this truth.

“Yes, but those three ascetic monks…”

“Three ascetic monks, trivial. There are few ascetic monks in the Ming family, but it’s not that there are none. Is there still two of them?” King Guangming said.

The captain of the guard insisted: “The ascetic monk who can be noticed by both the Zheminghui and the Judgment Hall must have something extraordinary.”

King Guangming said casually: “It’s okay, then let’s meet…”

… ……………………………………………………

Due to the basic characteristics of the people of fire, the news of the Ming family was sent very quickly. Just sucking, a special envoy flew to Kongyuan and read out the decision of the King of Light to the judge.

“Huh? What? His Royal Highness King Guangming decided to see these three ascetic monks?” The chief referee was a little surprised: “This is… why?”

“The lower official is also only Ming who reads the will, how can it be possible to reach the mind of King Guangming. What?” The official smiled and avoided the chief referee’s question lightly: “However, if the referee has doubts, I can also convey it on your behalf…”

Costa Justice suddenly felt a little resentful: “Yes. Gandogon Ming asked? Zhe Minghui was originally a court jester…”

“Please don’t embarrass the judge.” The official did not answer the question, but said: “Please also ask the judge to believe in His Royal Highness King Guangming. Although His Royal Highness King Guangming is young, he has the responsibility to guide Mingxin, no A villain can be easily deceived.”

But Costa Justice was worried. Although he didn’t think there was anything extraordinary about the three ascetic monks, Gandogon’s performance filled him with a trace. Perhaps the mystery is no longer the three ascetic monks themselves. If Zhe Minghui has mastered these three ascetic monks, he can write some articles and make up many fallacies. Or, Gandogon simply knew these three ascetic monks, who used to be dangerous elements close to the Zhemiah Society, but later changed their ways.

In short, he must make up his mind not to let these three ascetic monks fall into the control of the Zheminghui.

But on the other hand, the judge’s hall’s loyalty to the lineage of all generations did not allow him to deny it. In

the end, the chief judge made a decision.

“I’m really worried that these three ascetic monks have been kidnapped by treacherous villains to do some diabolical deeds.” He whispered, “So, I also ask the messenger to report back to Your Highness, and please allow me to follow these ascetic monks. , Enter the Shrine of Light and meet His Majesty.”

“In addition, these three monks have forgotten how to speak, and they must not remember the etiquette. Your Highness Rong will give some time so that I can help them remember those things…

” After reporting back, King Guangming rarely showed annoyance.

“A chaotic thief, a chaotic thief! If I want to see three ascetic monks, I have to push three and four, ah? What does he think of the people of the Ming clan? Does he judge the temple’s slaves?”

But after weighing the pros and cons, King Guangming Still acceded to the request.

And when the news came out, Zhe Minghui began to make a mess.

Gandogon Mingwen frowned and thought, “Could it be that King Guangming intends to use Zheming to suppress us? Doesn’t it make sense?”

[End of this Chapter]