The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 841 - 389: Samsara (Part 2)

Yet, at the peak moment when Yang Essence burned the body, the intense pain suddenly transformed into a penetrating coolness, and Xu Qing's consciousness fell like a meteor in the night sky into another reincarnation shadow—

He found that he had transformed into the laurel tree in the Moon Palace being chopped down by Wu Gang. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Taiyin cold Qi, like billions of silver needles, pierced every pattern of the branches, condensing Hongmeng Purple Qi into ice crystals; Wu Gang's axe each time came down, not only split the trunk but also broke the boundaries of time and space, the moonlight essence blood spurted out and condensed in the air into ancient seal script of "Taiyin Refining Form", which was the unique law of longevity of the Moon Palace, yet also a curse of eternal reincarnation.

"From Supreme Yang to Taiyin, so this is the cause-and-effect trap of the Heaven and Earth Transformation." Xu Qing's Spiritual Sense circulated within the annual rings of the laurel, finally understanding the killing move of the Ba Si Ba: not a simple spiritual attack, but using the reversal of the cause and effect law to trap the opponent in the closed loop of "past life and present life", strangling the True Spirit in the paradox of Yin and Yang imbalance.

Fusang Wood's Supreme Yang and laurel tree's Ultimate Yin formed a deadlock, like two poison snakes biting tails, exhausting Spiritual Sense in endless cycles of reincarnation.

At this moment, a clear phoenix cry resounded from the depths of the laurel's annual rings. Xu Qing's Spiritual Sense soared like riding a dragon, overlooking the separated Fusang Supreme Yang nurturing Wutong Divine Wood on the East Sea Shore: two Seven-Colored Divine Birds brought Five Elements Essence to build a nest, Golden-winged Roc spread its wings and revealed Yin Yang Fish Diagram, the tail feathers of Five-colored Peacock unfolded showing Innate Five Elements Light.

Solitary Yin does not give birth, Solitary Yang does not grow, Yin Yang Dao has never been about opposition, rather it's about mutual generation.

The feathers shaken off by Golden-winged Roc transformed into Yin Yang Fish, the tail light of the Five-colored Peacock resonated with Gui Water Essence of laurel, condensing into a "Water Wood Pure Splendor" jade cloud on the top of Guanghan Palace. Xu Qing's Spiritual Sense suddenly broke through the boundary of Yin Yang, penetrating the root system of the laurel into the Taiyin Star Core, meeting the Ultimate Yin Qi absorbed and the Yang Essence remaining from Fusang in the trunk.

In an instant, the collision of two extreme forces emitted clear light from the opening of Hongmeng, illuminating every corner of the Moon Palace: jade steps grew emerald moss, Chang'e's jade pestle sprouted new buds, Wu Gang's axe splashed Green Emperor's vitality, silver carp in Cold Pond transformed into Dragon Seed breathing Purple Qi.

"When Yin reaches its peak, Yang is born, only then can one understand why the Immortality Medicine must be planted on the moon." Xu Qing's Spiritual Sense scanned the transforming Guanghan Palace, his eyes filled with the light of wisdom.

He saw each brick and stone reconstructing the Tao Pattern, the Cold Jade paved ground sprouting Innate Eight Diagram Array, the Taiyin Essence Qi originally freezing time, now compressing a thousand years into a cycle of unending reincarnation.

Xu Qing's fingertips blossomed with a shadow of Twelve-grade Lotus Platform, each petal flowing with the shadow of the changing seasons—spring's budding, summer's scorching, autumn's kill, winter's silence, forming a cycle of rebirth on the Lotus Platform.

As Hongmeng clear light erupted from Guanghan Palace engulfing laurel essence, pouring like the Heavenly River into Ba Si Ba's brow, the Merit Golden Wheel accumulated by the Esoteric Living Buddha for nine lives suddenly manifested, yet twisted in the clear light into Nine-layered Swastika Buddha Seal, each pattern reflecting his reincarnation's cause and effect shadow.

"Turns out the master's Heaven and Earth Transformation Dao was merely refining his own nine reincarnations into a cage." Xu Qing's voice echoed like a grand bell in the Spiritual World. Laurel branches like spirit snakes pierced out, puncturing the Buddha Seal core in an instant, Ba Si Ba's pupils reflected a scene that made him shiver: Previous nine reincarnations' bodies actually stepped out of the Buddha Seal—seven lifetimes as human, one as a horse, one as iron; shepherdess's rough palm, sparks from blacksmith, wind and snow on the horse's mane, jewels on Zanpu's Golden Crown, these shadows supposed to be washed away by Meng Po Soup, now reunited under moonlight, even blood vessels flowing with golden Buddha's blood can be seen.

"Unfortunately, reincarnation shouldn't be a shackle, but..." Before Xu Qing finished his words, the nine reincarnation shadows suddenly clasped their hands together, face serene as a newborn baby. Their bodies transformed into nine clear springs, with each drop reflecting different life fragments, converging into a raging torrent, washing the Merit Golden Wheel into a transparent Reincarnation Treasure Wheel.

Golden blood streaming from Ba Si Ba's seven apertures fell to the ground as lotus, and as the lotus bloomed revealing a Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram at its center. He watched in horror as the flesh of his hands peeled off like weathered murals, revealing the bones engraved with Tao Te Ching text—that was the Dao Seed Wang Chongyang planted in the Tibetan Secret Scripture which finally in a hundred years took root at this moment. As the last word "Dao" appeared, Ba Si Ba uttered a long sigh full of myriad emotions, transforming into celestial gold dust scattered by wind, only the transparent Reincarnation Treasure Wheel floated in the air, slowly turning.

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Just at this moment.

Inside the Great Capital Imperial City, Kublai was holding a wolf hair brush reviewing the reports of the campaign against Japan, suddenly, the brush trembled violently, the ink in the inkstone wriggled like a living creature, transforming into thousands of swimming fish leaping into the air. Terrified, he raised his head, only to see his reflection in the copper mirror on the Dragon Desk gradually changing into the form of Fusang Wood, with countless soldier souls hanging on the branches—they were dressed in Mongolian Battle Robe but had Han Chinese faces, mouths open but unable to utter a sound. Before he could call out, moon laurel branches suddenly burst from the seams of Yangxin Hall's gold bricks, winding around the Dragon Throne like a giant green python, Kublai's body shattered into ice crystals upon touch, each crystal displaying bloody scenes of his conquests.

Crown Prince Zhenjin suddenly awoke, thanking the Esoteric Monks protecting him. Suddenly, an illusion arose in his eyes, the spittoon beside the sickbed solidified into ice crystals, then sprouted, quickly growing into Wutong Divine Wood like a pavilion.

Five-colored Peacock's illusion swept across the tree crown, where its tail feathers brushed, the Crown Prince's body fell away like broken terra-cotta warrior, revealing golden Buddha Chains entwined inside—that was the "Buddha's Birth" curse Ba Si Ba planted, now backfiring under the impact of the Dao Seed. As the last piece of flesh fell, only a broken Buddha Chain and a scattered Comprehensive Mirror for Aid in Government remained, the book's Chinese characters transformed into Brahma text in flames, reorganizing into Taoist runes in the ashes.

The Great Capital suddenly lost two rulers, the news shocked the world like a thunderbolt. Princes of the Golden Family immediately fell into fierce succession battles: Wokatei Lineage, Chagatai Lineage, Tuo Lei Lineage nobles each took up arms, fighting for supreme power on the grassland, war flames spreading, cries resounding throughout.

Meanwhile, in the Central Plains, Han Chinese rebel armies took the opportunity to rise—by the Yellow River Shore, Red Turban Army under the "Maitreya's Birth" banner, rapidly growing like a prairie fire; in Jiangnan Region, one claiming to be Zhang Jiao's descendant under the banner "The Azure Sky is dead, the Yellow Sky shall stand", led rebel armies to occupy Suzhou, carving out territory; even Quanzhen Sect branch in Guanzhong raised the flag of "Reverting Song, Destroying Yuan Dynasty", calling heroes across the land to resist Mongol Yuan.

Mongolian officials suddenly found their official seals crawling with moss-like Tao Patterns, each silently eroding their authority.

Simultaneously, Xu Qing's figure appeared on the hill outside Great Capital City. He stood with his hands behind his back, watching flames soaring into the sky in the city, his expression calm as water. Within his sleeve, the Reincarnation Treasure Wheel lightly rotated, reflecting Qi Fortune flows of each state's capitals.

Hongmeng clear light and Buddha Lotus shadow intertwined on his Daoist Robe, forming a Yin Yang Fish Diagram around him, foretelling a new era about to arrive—not a Buddhist-Taosit conflict, but the reunion of all sects, Great Dao everlasting.

"The Dao Seed planted by Ancestor Chongyang finally bloomed today." Xu Qing said softly, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction yet a trace of solemnity. He turned to look toward the desert direction, where a malicious and powerful aura rose skyward, seemingly warning of an even greater crisis looming. "However, the true test has just begun…" Finished speaking, his figure flashed, disappearing into clouds and mist.