FVN Chapter 82 East Kunlun Mountains
Chapter 82 East Kunlun Mountains
Chapter 83 East Kunlun Mountains
Under the regulation of the great formation, Qingheishan Mountain lived peacefully for thousands of years.
During this rare period of peace, Xuan Yao hid in the Qingxuan Cave in the inner mountain, using the mysterious flow of the Tiangang Shengsha Array day and night to gradually peel away and refine the various laws of water, fire, wind, thunder, fortune, and evil within his body, eventually merging them into one.
The golden wheel behind his head, imbued with an immortal golden nature, became increasingly profound and solid. His cultivation at the late stage of Golden Immortal had been polished to perfection, leaving no room for further advancement.
However, the Taiyi Five Elements, which represent the cycle of heaven and earth, have been unable to truly condense for a long time due to the lack of top-tier spiritual objects of the wood and earth elements.
On this day, Xuan Yao was meditating with his eyes closed on the Dao Platform when he suddenly felt the void of heaven and earth tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely grand and majestic bell sound came from the depths of chaos beyond the thirty-six heavens, piercing through layers of spatial barriers and resounding across the vast land of the primordial world as if it were a tangible entity.
thump.
The bell tolls loudly, its Taoist charm enduring.
All beings who have embarked on the path of immortality felt something at that moment, and they all descended from the clouds, bowing and gazing at the heavens.
The bell tolled nine times, announcing the official start of the second grand lecture at Zixiao Palace by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
In an instant, in famous mountains and blessed lands throughout the primordial world, one after another supreme saints who were originally in seclusion and cultivating in seclusion broke out of their seclusion.
From the direction of Xikunlun, countless golden rays shot into the sky, and the Queen Mother of the West's nine-colored chariot, protected by countless fairies, transformed into a rainbow beam that stretched across the heavens, heading straight for beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Immediately afterwards, in the direction of Dongkunlun, the Three Pure Ones ascended to heaven side by side, stepping on pure energy.
Deep within the phoenix's cry, Nuwa and Fuxi, accompanied by their creations, rose up on the clouds.
On the Sun Star, Di Jun and Tai Yi, carrying the might of the blazing sun, transformed into two streams of fire and plunged into chaos.
In Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Daoren rode the clouds hand in hand and drifted away.
In an instant, countless rainbows intertwined in the void above the entire primordial continent, and the aura of powerful beings soared into the sky, painting the heavens with vibrant colors, a truly magnificent sight.
Xuan Yao stood atop the highest peak of Qinghei Mountain, hands behind his back, silently watching the ancient sacred chariots depart.
Only when the auspicious aura completely disappeared at the edge of chaos did he slowly withdraw his gaze, a deep glint flashing in his eyes.
"The second lecture begins, and all power departs."
Xuan Yao secretly made his own plans.
When the Daoist patriarch first preached the Dao, his cultivation was still shallow.
But now, he is a master of the late Golden Immortal stage, wielding several treasures such as the Treasure-Dropping Coin, the Mysterious Fiend Whip, the Zhou Tian Fiend Banner, and the Flying Golden Sword.
He also has Lingxiao, who has the bloodline of the Great Roc, and Xuan Shui Old Dragon, who has stepped into the Golden Immortal realm, at his disposal.
In the thousands of years since all the great powers ascended to heaven, as long as he didn't do anything reckless and provoke those old monsters who remained behind, he could go anywhere in the primordial land.
"If I can take advantage of this time to travel around the prehistoric world, I might really find a top-level opportunity to complete the wood and earth elements of my Taiyi Five Elements."
Despite this consideration, Xuan Yao remained composed.
He did not leave the mountain immediately, but turned back to the inner mountain and summoned Qingya, Yuanguo, the White Fox Clan Chief, Yanheng Ancestor, and his eldest disciple Yan Yuanzi to the front of Qingxuan Cave.
"This humble Taoist intends to leave the mountain to travel and seek an opportunity to attain enlightenment."
"It may take several thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years, for them to return."
Xuan Yao's gaze swept over everyone, and his voice was calm as he established the rules for the mountain sect.
"Qingya, you must take good care of the spiritual roots in the herb garden, and ensure that there is no imbalance between water and fire."
"Yuan Guo, lead men to patrol the array and seal the mountain gates daily. No creatures from the mountains should be allowed to venture out and cause trouble without cause."
"Fellow Daoist Yan Heng, I'm sorry to trouble you with the cultivation of the Yan Yuan Clan in the Western Regions."
"Yan Yuanzi, take good care of your Water and Fire Refining Realm Formation. Every day, do not forget to nurture the Fire Gourd and the Crimson Cloud Banner."
Everyone's expressions turned solemn, and they all knelt down before the white jade steps: "We humbly obey Your Majesty's decree!"
"I will humbly obey Master's instructions!"
"We will safeguard the temple and await the master's return to the mountain!"
After settling the temple, Xuan Yao summoned Ling Xiao and the Xuan Shui Old Dragon.
Lingxiao's figure flickered and he immediately transformed into a huge azure-black strange bird. His wings spread out, and azure wind patterns and purple lightning marks appeared and disappeared on the edges of his wings, showing an astonishing ability to escape.
As for the old Xuan Shui dragon, Xuan Yao used his great power to place a restriction on it, forcibly shrinking its enormous dragon body into a small, dark green snake as thin as a chopstick, which obediently coiled around Xuan Yao's wrist so that he could control it at any time.
Xuan Yao took a step forward and landed steadily on the broad, steel-like back of the roc.
He took one last look at the increasingly imposing Qinghei Mountain.
Seeing that the Heavenly Gang Fiend Array was operating normally and the spiritual energy was circulating continuously, he nodded slightly.
"Let's go."
A clear bird's cry pierced the sky.
With a sudden flap of its wings, Lingxiao transformed into a streak of dark blue wind and thunder, disappearing into the horizon of Xikunlun in the blink of an eye.
When Xuan Yao left the mountain, he did not initially decide where he would go.
Of course, he had considered trying his luck at Buzhou Mountain, which was known as the number one sacred mountain in the primordial world.
It should be known that Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of the great god Pangu, carrying the endless ancestral fortune of the primordial world. Countless heaven-defying opportunities are hidden on the mountain yet to be born.
In the future, during the great calamity of the witches and demons, Mount Buzhou will collapse, and many divine objects will be lost forever.
If one could seize this opportunity to venture into the heart of Buzhou Mountain and find one or two top-tier innate spiritual objects of the earth or wood element to condense the Taiyi Five Qi within one's heart, it would be a great fortune.
However, after carefully considering the matter in his mind, Xuan Yao quickly suppressed this tempting thought.
"Although Buzhou Mountain is a good place, it has long been the stronghold of the Wu tribe."
Xuan Yao sat on the back of the roc, lost in thought.
Those Wu tribe beings were born without cultivating their primordial spirit or respecting the will of Heaven; they roamed the prehistoric world solely relying on their Pangu blood and powerful physical bodies.
The great shamans in the mountains are as numerous as hairs on a cow.
The most fatal flaw is that the Wu tribe has no primordial spirit.
The profound secrets of heaven and the inverted yin and yang formations and spells in the primordial world are easily rendered ineffective in the face of their almost savage intuition.
If he were to be careless and be regarded as an outsider who had been spying on the ancestral land by those irritable great shamans, he would probably not even have room for reasoning and would be beaten half to death by the flying blood-qi divine weapons.
Xi Kunlun has no connection with the Wu tribe. Going there rashly would only lead to needless killing and karma, which is not a safe path for cultivation.
"In contrast, the eastern part of the prehistoric world is vast, with numerous sacred mountains and blessed lands scattered throughout."
"Furthermore, due to previous arrangements, friction has already secretly arisen between Zifu Continent and the Eastern Demon Clan."
Now that the powerful figures have departed, both strongholds are undefended, making it the perfect time for this humble Taoist to secretly seek opportunities and perhaps scavenge for some bargains.
Once he made up his mind, Xuan Yao gently patted the roc's back, guiding Ling Xiao, and sped towards the eastern part of the prehistoric world.
Lingxiao was extremely fast; with each flap of its wings, the mountains and rivers below seemed to fly backward.
Xuan Yao sat on her back, secretly regulating himself with the pure energy of virtue while coldly glancing at the restless old dragon on his wrist.
Once the Xuan Shui Old Dragon was released from the Qinghei Mountain's restrictions, it was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins.
Occasionally, a small dragon head would peek out, gazing at the spiritually rich immortal mountains and rivers below, its eyes unable to resist gleaming with greed.
"Old dragon, if you don't want to be refined by the Southern Bright Fire for another three hundred years at the bottom of the Wind and Thunder Pool, then you'd better put away your claws for me."
Xuan Yao's calm voice reached the old dragon's ears.
The old dragon shuddered in fright and quickly wrapped its small body tightly around Xuan Yao's wrist, no longer daring to reveal even a trace of its demonic aura.
They traveled through the sea of clouds for countless years.
On this day, the rolling clouds in front suddenly receded to both sides, revealing a vast and boundless fairyland.
Xuan Yao was meditating on himself with his eyes closed when he was startled by an extremely noble, pure, and flawless innate aura rushing towards him from the void in front of him, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Before my eyes, the mountains stretched out like dragons, their grandeur awe-inspiring.
The boundless, majestic mountains stretch across the land, each peak piercing the heavens, shrouded in auspicious clouds and purple mist rising from the east.
Countless waterfalls formed from innate spiritual energy roared and flowed through the valleys, emitting a shimmering white light.
The vastness and noble aura emanating from this mountain range were remarkably similar to that of Xikunlun, where Xuan Yao usually resided.
Compared to the serene and mysterious atmosphere of West Kunlun, this place also exudes a more masculine and majestic Taoist charm.
Xuan Yao was deeply shaken.
He rapidly made calculations with his fingers hidden in his sleeves, and after a moment opened his eyes, gazing at the boundless, majestic mountains before him, and sighed, "So this is where I've arrived."
"It is one yin and one yang with Xikunlun, two sides of the same coin."
"This place is the very place where the Three Pure Ones lineage is established."
"East Kunlun".