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Chapter 253: Boundary Gate, Different Path

Compared to Chu Zheng, the person who knows Song Lingqing best is Song Lingxue.

However, after several contacts over the years, he vaguely sensed certain characteristics of Song Lingqing.

Song Lingqing takes her own cultivation very seriously, and she can accept any price for it.

When she was in the Huanling Sect, her immortal bones were shattered, but she did not get discouraged at all. Her mentality remained terrifyingly stable, and her heart for the Tao did not deviate at all.

This is no longer a state that ordinary people can maintain. Song Lingqing has an extraordinary stubbornness.

Chu Zheng had come into contact with very few people like him, but there was no doubt that as an immortal cultivator, Song Lingqing was fully qualified.

"It's useless for me to stay in Taixuan, so I might as well go out and travel. Maybe I can come across some opportunities."

Song Lingqing was obviously not very willing to Chu Zheng's arrangement. She didn't want to be trapped in a corner.

Furthermore, after Chu Zheng left, Taixuan's situation was completely unknown. If he stayed here, he might soon be in more trouble.

Staying in Taixuan is like being a beast in a cage, but outside the holy land, as long as she is careful, the role she can play will be even greater.

As her cultivation level deepened, her mentality also changed. After winning the first place in the Dao Realm in this competition, her thoughts became different from before.

"I want you to stay in Taixuan because I want to ask you for a favor."

Seeing the obvious resistance from Song Lingqing, Chu Zheng did not force her, but chose to change his words:
"Help me stabilize the Song family. Without you as a bridge, the connection between Taixuan and the Song family will soon fall apart."

Hearing this, Song Lingqing couldn't help but fall into silence.

She knew that these cultivation families placed far more emphasis on bloodline than outsiders could imagine. After all, she and the Song family were of the same bloodline, and compared to cultivators like Taixuan, she could at least have a say.

"This is just a small favor, not a favor. I will stay in Taixuan City and do my best."

After thinking for a while, Song Lingqing nodded and agreed. She owed Chu Zheng too many favors before, and now she would just pay back some of them.

"That's good."

In fact, the Song family is of no importance to Taixuan, but there is no need to point this out. All Chu Zheng needs is an excuse to keep Song Lingqing in the Taixuan Holy Land.

Both the Taixu and Taixuan holy places have suffered heavy losses, and are in a precarious situation. Other forces in the Southern Region may not necessarily intend to replace them.

Judging from Shang Cangyun’s previous words, I’m afraid something will happen to him soon. By then, the Shang family and even the entire Yuanling Holy Land will be implicated.

Once the three holy places lose their power and lose the suppression of the holy places, the forces below will inevitably become restless.

The situation in the entire Southern Region and even the entire Cang Yun Realm will be completely out of balance, and many shocking changes may occur at that time.

Although the holy land has fairy treasures to suppress its luck, they are not something that can be used easily. Under the jurisdiction of the Fairy Alliance, the best result is that the three holy lands, like Taixuan before, are forced to close their mountain gates and no longer interfere in worldly affairs.

Song Lingqing's temperament is not that of a tortoise who can endure peace for a while, but rather a snake that will bite back if it seizes an opportunity. In this chaotic world, if she wanders outside, she may die early.

Staying in Taixuan can at least guarantee that your life will be safe and you can get through this storm safely.

Looking at Chu Zheng sitting cross-legged under the silver moon, Song Lingqing hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice:
"Where will you go after you leave the realm?"

"It could be anywhere. I don't know myself."

Chu Zheng looked up at the starry sky, and it was hard to tell whether he was being sincere or not. "Perhaps it is not impossible to get lost in the vast universe."

There is no need to explain too much to Song Lingqing about the news of the heavens and myriad worlds.

"Will you come back?"

Song Lingqing seemed to be asking a question, or talking to herself, in a very low voice.

"perhaps."

Chu Zheng did not give an accurate answer. His eyes measured the world and mountains in front of him inch by inch, and he said in a deep voice:
"If one day I have enough power to take back the Cang Yun Realm, I will come back."

This place is, after all, his homeland in this life. If one day he could take it into his hands, he wouldn't mind doing so.

"treasure."

After finishing her words, Song Lingqing said nothing more. She turned around and left. Her figure, covered in moonlight, was swallowed up little by little by the darkness in the hall. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace.

Chu Zheng raised his head slightly, swallowed the last bit of moonlight, stood up and walked towards the main peak of Taixuan.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the top of the main peak and entered the scarlet Heavenly Pattern Immortal Fire Palace.

The hall was empty, with the spirit tablets of ancestors of the Taixuan Holy Land placed on the table.

In a corner on one side, there are many soul lamps, which represent the Taixuan monks who are still fighting in the battlefield of all realms.

Some are burning brightly, while others are about to go out. It is obvious that their condition is not very good. There are even many soul lamps that have already gone out, and their owners have already died.

Chu Zheng glanced around and found Geng Yiyang's soul lamp. His soul lamp was still burning, and it was much stronger than before. It was obvious that his situation was still acceptable.

After lighting a stick of incense on the tablets of the Taixuan ancestors, Chu Zheng took out the Taixuan Saint Lord robe that had been restored to its original state, as well as the blood jade that symbolized the identity of the Taixuan Saint Lord, and placed them in front of the table.

Chu Zheng immediately bowed respectfully, then stood up and turned to leave.

He did not pray for the protection of these ancestors. I am afraid that ancestors like Taixuan would not be willing to protect a person of different faiths.

Furthermore, instead of seeking protection from the deceased, it is better to think about how to deal with the living.

When Chu Zheng walked out of the hall, the only remaining elders of Taixuan Holy Land were already present, standing scattered around and silent.

"Forgive Chu Zheng for his incompetence. From now on, I will have to trouble you elders to take care of me." Chu Zheng clasped his fists and bowed with a serious expression.

"Holy Lord, please walk slowly along the way."

"This is what we are supposed to do. Saint Lord, just take care of yourself and don't worry about anything."

"Please hurry up and leave."

The elders did not say much, and even their emotions did not fluctuate much. They had seen bigger storms, and the scene where Taixuan was surrounded by enemies all over the world was still vivid in their minds.

For the dying rotten wood, all they have to do is to burn out the last part of the afterglow, illuminate Taixuan's night road for a while, and wait for dawn.

At dawn, Chu Zheng embraced the morning glow of the sun, escaped from the Cangyun Realm, and headed straight towards the depths of the starry sky.

He was not traveling alone on this trip. Bai Nian was also staying in the small world to accompany him.

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…………The light of the stars shines through the dark curtain, creating a series of bizarre starry sky illusions.

When traveling among the stars, it is often easy to ignore time.

Chu Zheng traveled for several months before he discovered a life star. The star was not big, with a diameter of only about 20,000 miles, but it was overcrowded with people.

It is common to see space portals opening, with a large number of figures walking out of them, a mixed crowd of good and bad people. Cultivators from the secret realm of immortal tribulation are not uncommon, but no trace of true immortals has ever been seen.

Chu Zheng mixed in the crowd and quietly entered the world. Soon, he got some information.

This star, named Tengyun, is a transit area. There are hundreds of teleportation arrays arranged on it, connecting hundreds of regions, life stars, transit fortresses, or even the world.

There are also caravans sailing in the vast universe. If such caravans do not have stars like Tengyun Star as transit stations for supplies, they will easily get lost during the voyage.

In this case, the final outcome is undoubtedly quite horrific, and being exhausted to death is the most common result.

Separated from heaven and earth, immortal cultivators can only survive on spiritual stones and immortal jades. If these resources are cut off, they will eventually run out of magic power and die.

Unless one enters the realm of true immortality, the world within the body has become cyclical and possesses the complete laws of nature. At that time, one will be able to reproduce endlessly and no longer need to rely on external objects to survive in the universe.

If one loses his way in the sea of ​​stars, even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will often drift in the desolate universe for hundreds of years. For most cultivators, this is a period of time that they cannot afford to waste.

After some inquiries, Chu Zheng did not stay on Tengyun Star for long. He spent a sum of spirit stones to buy some route maps, and then took a teleportation array and continued to rush towards the boundary gate.

Some time ago, Song Lingxue wrote him another letter.

The letter said that everything was going smoothly in the Martial Hall, she had met many fellow practitioners, her cultivation had improved greatly, and she was about to reach the late Baodan realm.

Chu Zheng was somewhat skeptical about this. He always felt that Song Lingxue was not telling the truth.

The Martial Palace is as famous as the Immortal Alliance, so it is destined not to be a very comfortable place. What's more, martial arts is a path of killing. If you want to speed up the improvement of your cultivation, you can't start a deadly fight.

But even if he had some doubts, Chu Zheng was powerless at the moment. He could only put aside some unnecessary thoughts, speed up further, and rush to the boundary gate.

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After riding on the teleportation array for a while, Chu Zheng finally approached the area where the boundary gate was located.

A light gate spanning tens of millions of miles hangs under the starry dome. The scene inside is hazy, reflecting layer upon layer of star curtains, with no clear edge in sight.

This place is the boundary gate.

The World Wheel connects the countless star fields under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Alliance and is well connected. This is why the Immortal Alliance's envoys can arrive quickly after abnormalities occur in various realms.

Near the boundary gate, there is a teleportation array leading to various stars, like a spider web, covering the entire Immortal Alliance.

In the starry sky near the gate, due to the interference of the gate's powerful spatial force, it is impossible to set up some space teleportation arrays, and people can only rely on their own to travel.

Chu Zheng traveled for a long time without stopping at all. Then, in order to save time again, he burned the fairy jade and activated the Blood-Transforming Sword to cut through space and travel. It took him another half a year before he finally arrived here.

At this moment, the boundary gate was covered by a heavy seal. Chu Zheng concentrated and sensed it for a moment, his expression slightly stiff.

The boundary gate cannot be used all the time. It requires a lot of resources and you have to wait for the right time.

The last time it was opened was when the Dongsheng Demon Fairy personally came to this star field. It is still unknown when it will be opened next time.

On one side of the gate, there is an extremely vast metal plain, which is a treasure that has been refined as a whole and is specially used as a resting place for creatures from all directions.

In front of Chu Zheng, there were already many people waiting in line.

Although it was a bit urgent, Chu Zheng could only wait for some time. He paid a hundred fairy jades and started queuing honestly without saying a word.

The main thing is that the one guarding the gate is a true immortal, and he really can't afford to provoke him now.

The waiting time was undoubtedly a bit boring, but Chu Zheng did not dare to relax his vigilance at all. He felt like sitting on pins and needles, and felt that there was thin ice under his feet.

Around him now, there are at least those who have reached the Perfection of Tongxuan, as well as those who have attained the Immortal Tribulation, and several True Immortals.

If any attention were attracted at this moment, even a hundred Chu Zhengs would surely die.

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In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

The opening of the boundary gate was nowhere in sight, and Chu Zheng felt more and more anxious. Shang Cangyun could not wait for him indefinitely.

No matter what, Chu Zheng wanted to enter the battlefield of all worlds through Shang Cangyun. The Golden Immortal mentioned by Nie Longhu was too illusory. In comparison, Shang Cangyun would at least help him sincerely.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Zheng began to wander among the nearby cultivators, and started to act as a go-between, secretly uniting some cultivators who were also getting a little impatient, and began to jointly request the Immortal Alliance to open the gate.

There are already enough cultivators coming here, and the immortal jades they have paid are more than enough to cover the cost of opening the door.

However, the joint request to open the gate did not cause any ripples. The True Immortal was not moved at all, and did not even raise his eyelids. He still sat cross-legged on the gate, as if he did not hear anything.

The meaning is obvious: no matter how urgent it is, you can only wait.

Chu Zheng felt helpless seeing this result, but there was nothing he could do as his strength was much weaker than his own, so he could only wait.

Fortunately, after more than a year, the True Immortal who was sitting cross-legged on the boundary gate finally took action, raised his hand and swept across the boundary gate:
"The gate has been opened, fellow Taoists, please get on the road."

In an instant, the galaxy turned upside down, and the starlight scattered around instantly turned into rainbow light and rain, and was sucked into the gate.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, mixed in with the crowd, and quickly rushed towards the gate.

As long as he crossed the boundary gate, he would be only one step away from the battlefield of all realms...

How could it be believed? Just traveling this time took him more than four years, which almost took up one-third of his time for cultivation.

Over the years, his dedication and vows have continued to grow rapidly over time, and the nourishment it has brought him is immeasurable and far exceeds the imagination of ordinary monks.

Even though he was suppressed again and again, his spiritual strength continued to surge, and his immortal cultivation rose rapidly. Now he has entered the late stage of Tongxuan Realm, and the immortal calamity is in sight.

The Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir had already been perfected, but because Chu Zheng was worried that there would be strange phenomena during the transformation of his soul, he did not dare to break through for fear of being discovered.

Once he reaches the battlefield of all worlds, he can put down his burdens and rest for a while.

(End of this chapter)