464: Chapter 464 Fate, Luck, Feng Shui, Accumulating Good Deeds, and Fame

Inside the hotel guest room.

Hun Tiandi sat in the main seat, full of majesty, sipping clear tea while looking at Mud Bodhisattva, who sat opposite him, with a faint smile.

"Mud Bodhisattva, do you know the difference between the cultivators on the Fighting Qi Continent and the people of the Major Thousand Worlds?" He asked calmly.

Mud Bodhisattva heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he replied calmly: "The peak of cultivation on the Fighting Qi Continent is the Dou Di level, yet their lifespan is no more than ten thousand years, whereas people of the Major Thousand Worlds are nearly immortal."

"Correct. Once one achieves success in cultivation in the Major Thousand Worlds, they become immortal. Do you know why they can achieve immortality, and why the experts on the continent all have lifespan limitations?" Hun Tiandi asked again; since his rebirth, he had been pondering this question.

Mud Bodhisattva was proficient in the art of Feng Shui, so he believed he would know some secrets.

"Fate. The life of an expert in the Major Thousand Worlds is a 'Celestial Life' after transformation, while the experts on the continent possess a 'Mortal Life'. The lives themselves are different."

"This has led to the difference in fate. On the Fighting Qi Continent, only by ascending to the Dou Di level can one bring about the transformation of the family's bloodline."

"Due to the blessing of the Dou Di Bloodline, the descendants possess extraordinary talent and luck."

The Xiao Clan of the past was exactly like this. The clan leader, Xiao Xuan, discovered that the Xiao Clan's Dou Di Bloodline was weakening. If no more Dou Di were born to the Xiao Clan, then in a few decades, the Xiao Clan's Dou Di Bloodline would dry up, and the Xiao Clan, as one of the Ancient Eight Clans, would be reduced to dust.

The Hun Clan was watching covetously at the time, so Xiao Xuan had to take a desperate gamble.

He gathered all the Dou Di Bloodline of the Xiao Clan to break through the Dou Di shackles. The result was both a success and a failure.

Success: At the final moment, he broke through the Dou Di bottleneck, and his strength greatly increased; he could be called a Half-Di.

Failure: Because the power of the Xiao Clan's Dou Di Bloodline was insufficient, he could not completely cross that chasm, and Xiao Xuan died from the backlash.

The price was his death and soul dissipation, left to linger in the Heavenly Tomb as neither human nor ghost.

Later, a Child of Luck, Xiao Yan, was born to the Xiao Clan. Within a few decades, he devoured the Heavenly Flames of the world and successfully advanced to the Dou Di level, thus continuing the fame of the Xiao Clan.

Otherwise...

The essence of cultivating Fighting Qi on the Fighting Qi Continent is changing one's fate. The transformation of the supreme Dou Di Bloodline is the initial prototype of changing one's fate.

Only when a mortal life transforms into a Celestial Life can one become immortal.

The ultimate goal of cultivation is immortality.

The power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth is merely a byproduct of changing one's fate.

Hun Tiandi said quietly. Mud Bodhisattva felt a shock in his heart; indeed, this young emperor knew some secrets.

To desire immortality, one must master powerful strength, but immortality is not just a breakthrough in cultivation base.

"Do you know why the Dazheng Dynasty is different from the empires on the continent?" Hun Tiandi asked.

Mud Bodhisattva shook his head, looking puzzled.

"The Dazheng Dynasty is a Celestial Dynasty, a Dynasty of Luck. I believe that in the future, the Dazheng Dynasty will definitely be able to reach the highest level."

"On the road ahead, I need your assistance, Minister. We need all kinds of talents and eccentric geniuses to strengthen ourselves." Hun Tiandi said calmly.

"Indeed, One Life, Two Luck, Three Feng Shui, Four Accumulating Merit, Five Fame. In this world, no one directly cultivates 'Life'; at most, they cultivate the latter four."

A brilliance erupted in Mud Bodhisattva's eyes, and tears of laughter welled up in his eyes.

"You know this too?" Hun Tiandi asked with doubt. This mysterious Mud Bodhisattva actually knew it.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This involves some secrets of this humble official that I cannot disclose for the time being." Mud Bodhisattva bowed and said.

"It does not matter." Hun Tiandi did not care. Which of the talents in the Dazheng Dynasty did not have secrets?

"Luck? Feng Shui? Accumulating Merit? Fame?"

Of the five paths of cultivation, some have long been lost. Today's Fighting Qi Continent only knows how to cultivate Fighting Qi and refine medicine. Only some ancient forces still know some secrets.

"Cultivate Fame, cultivate Feng Shui, cultivate Accumulating Merit, cultivate Fame, and finally use the position of Heaven and Earth as proof. There is no order to these five paths." Mud Bodhisattva said calmly.

"Oh? And what about cultivating Luck?" Hun Tiandi asked doubtfully.

"There is no one in the world who can cultivate Luck anymore; it has not appeared for a long time..."

"Luck? It is mysterious and unpredictable. Every million years, a person who cultivates Luck will appear in the heavens. Anyone who cultivates Luck understands Heaven and Earth, knows Yin and Yang, judges good and bad fortune, avoids the disasters of Heaven and Earth, and welcomes good luck. This is only for those whose luck is heaven-defying."

This is truly too abnormal. Cultivating Luck?

Knowing disasters and welcoming good fortune. Mud Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.

The remaining three methods of cultivation: Cultivating Fame involves being an emperor, controlling civil and military officials, and establishing a Dynasty of Luck. Cultivating Feng Shui is what a Feng Shui Master does.

Sects cultivate Accumulating Merit, which is divided into inner merit and outer merit.

"Inner merit is for the practitioner themselves, reducing killing and karma. Outer merit is joining a sect and protecting the common people." Mud Bodhisattva explained.

Hun Tiandi did not pay attention. Since the establishment of the Dazheng Dynasty, his path of cultivation had already been set.

The path of an emperor is also the most difficult to cultivate among the three thousand Great Daos.

And the path of Feng Shui is broad and extensive, ranging from the fortune and misfortune of a commoner's home to that of a country or a dynasty. Feng Shui is everywhere.

Guiding Qi, gathering Qi, smoothing Qi, and bounding Qi, leading to the luck of a dynasty.

It is formless and intangible, yet closely related. With good fortune and luck, everything goes smoothly according to one's wishes.

Mud Bodhisattva was extremely confident in the art of Feng Shui.

"Mud Bodhisattva, when we return to the Black-Corner Region, it will be up to you to drive the Earth Dragon Vein to guard Chang'an." Hun Tiandi praised.

"This official will definitely assist Your Majesty to make the name of the Dazheng Dynasty shake the Major Thousand Worlds." Mud Bodhisattva knelt and bowed.

"Hahaha, with the ruler and subject of one mind, we shall climb to the peak." Hun Tiandi showed excitement.

At this point, Mud Bodhisattva had truly surrendered his heart and turned towards the Dazheng Dynasty.

Everything Hun Tiandi did was worth it.

In the Black-Corner Region, the imperial examination of the Dazheng Dynasty was in full swing, attracting countless geniuses and talents.

After unifying the Northwest Continent, there was an urgent need for all kinds of talents for supplementation.

The previous battle had made the name of the Dazheng Dynasty illustrious, and many rogue cultivators and ambitious youths participated in the imperial examination selection.

Inside the Longevity Hall.

Blood Shadow Clone sat on the dragon throne, his gaze profound, as if he could look through space and see everything in Chang'an City.

His fingers tapped lightly, like muffled thunder.

This imperial examination selection was hosted by Yunxiao. Mr. Corpse Soul was in seclusion; during the previous war in the Northwest Continent, he had collected many bodies of experts to refine into zombies.

General Ye Wudi was a peerless fierce general; this literary examination was not suitable for him, and he was guarding the martial examination selection on the other side.

Those who passed the assessment were arranged to enter the Time Tower after their character was examined.

These people needed the tempering of time before being arranged into the cities of the Dazheng Dynasty's territory.

What terrified the forces on all sides was that after the Dazheng Dynasty unified the Northwest Continent, it did not continue to expand outward, but instead restrained its sharpness, like a peerless demonic beast retracting its fangs.

This caused the masters of these forces to involuntarily heave a sigh of relief.

In the Tagor Desert, the Snake-people Tribe.

Inside the temple, Queen Medusa leaned on the throne, her crystalline purple snake tail swaying slowly, exuding a bewitching and charming aura.

Her proud figure was enough to make one sink into it.

Her light purple eyes contained infinite coldness, and she thought: "My dear sister, the person who snuck into the temple to take you away must be Hun Tiandi of the Dazheng Dynasty!"

That is fine. Going out once might be able to break the shackles of the Snake-people Tribe's royal bloodline.

It is time to break these damn rules of the Snake-people Tribe.

Speaking of which, this notorious Queen Medusa harbored endless killing intent in her heart; it was time to clean up those old things in the tribe.

If it weren't for those damn rules, perhaps the Snake-people Tribe would have already become strong and expanded to dominate one side.