FVN Chapter 57 Donghua's Visit
Chapter 57 Donghua's Visit
After settling the Xuan Yin Wind and Thunder Water Eye and the Xuan Water Old Dragon, Xuan Yao felt clear-headed. Although Qinghei Mountain had gained a great treasure and helpers, if the earth veins were not straightened out and rules were not established, internal strife would surely arise in the future.
He immediately summoned the green-robed boy Qingya and the red-haired boy Yuanguo, ordering them to take the array jade slips he had crafted and set up a layer of restrictions around the outer pool of wind and thunder, according to the positions of the thirty-six Heavenly Generals.
This was done to prevent the old dragon from sneaking away, and also to conceal the strange phenomenon of the wind, thunder, and water eyes spewing forth, lest it frighten the wild beasts and spirits in the mountains.
Then Xuan Yao summoned the patriarch of the White Fox clan.
Although the white fox lineage is not skilled in killing, they are extremely meticulous and thoughtful, and are proficient in the principles of cause and effect.
Xuan Yao then ordered the old fox to lead a group of people to register the hundreds of aquatic laborers who had been brought back from Yunze.
From their origins before they took human form, to the causes and effects after they attained enlightenment, and even their old grudges against each other, everything was thoroughly investigated.
Anyone suspected of colluding with outsiders or harboring malicious intentions was dispersed and placed under separate surveillance.
After sorting out the roster, Xuan Yao divided the hundreds of aquatic creatures into several groups and sent them all to the deep mountains and dense forests on the outskirts of Qinghei Mountain.
Some dive into underground rivers to dredge silt, some move mountains and divert springs to repair damaged earth veins, and some are dedicated to taking care of those newly intelligent aquatic spirits.
In less than a century, this group of aquatic laborers had managed to keep the waterways around Qinghei Mountain in good order.
The once desolate outer mountain is now filled with bubbling springs and lush vegetation. The spiritual energy of the entire Taoist temple is gradually circulating and forming a continuous closed loop.
Once the external affairs had settled down, Xuan Yao was able to free up his hands to fulfill the promise he had made when he subdued Ling Xiao.
On this day, Xuan Yao ordered Ling Xiao to come to the edge of the cold pool in the inner mountain.
With a wave of his sleeve, a dazzling light appeared, and several rare spiritual items he had plundered from the Xuan Shui Jiao Palace floated in mid-air.
Among them were Thunder Spirit Fruits emitting a shimmering purple light, Wind and Thunder Ore containing gale-force winds, and several Water Spirit Herbs growing at the bottom of deep water.
Xuan Yao didn't use the alchemy furnace; he simply pointed his fingertip, and a wisp of Nanming Li Fire shot out, enveloping these spiritual objects in the void.
Under the intense and pure heat of the fire, the impurities in those spiritual objects were burned away in no time, leaving only clusters of extremely pure primordial liquid.
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Yao formed a hand seal and remotely directed the water towards the Wind and Thunder Pool outside the mountain.
A faint yet pure wisp of wind and thunder Daoist energy was forcibly drawn out from the underground water veins and instantly merged into the medicinal liquid.
"Reveal your true form and bear with it," Xuan Yao shouted in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Lingxiao dared not delay. He immediately let out a clear and melodious cry, transforming into a gray-white eagle with a wingspan of tens of feet, and lay down by the cold pool.
Xuan Yao flicked his finger, and the medicinal liquid, which had been infused with the Dao of Wind and Thunder, transformed into a shower of light that fell into Ling Xiao's wings and meridians.
As soon as the medicine entered his body, the wind and thunder energy transformed into countless fine electric snakes and wind blades, rampaging through Lingxiao's flesh and meridians.
The pain of such a thorough cleansing and marrow-removing process is no less than that of having tendons pulled and skin peeled off.
Lingxiao trembled violently from the pain, but she gritted her teeth and refused to utter a single cry.
Seeing her resolute character, Xuan Yao nodded in approval.
While he activated the pure energy of virtue to protect her heart meridian, he used his divine sense to guide the power of wind and thunder, constantly washing away the trace of Great Peng True Blood deep within her meridians.
Time flies, and more than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a sudden gale arose by the cold pool, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder.
The gray and white feathers that Lingxiao originally had on his body fell off like leaves. In their place, he had a new set of wings that looked as if they were cast from black iron.
The edges of the feathers were adorned with wisps of pale blue wind patterns and purple thunder patterns.
With just a slight flap of its wings, a visible ripple spread through the void, increasing its speed by more than several times compared to before.
Having received this transformative blessing, Lingxiao felt her internal magical power churning like boiling water, and the Golden Immortal barrier that had troubled her for many years was now showing signs of loosening.
Overjoyed, she instinctively tried to draw upon the surrounding spiritual energy to break through the shackles of the Xuanxian realm and attain the Dao fruit of the Golden Immortal.
"Nonsense!"
Just then, a sharp shout rang out in Lingxiao's sea of consciousness.
Xuan Yao's immense Golden Immortal aura suddenly descended, forcefully suppressing the restless magical power within her body.
Lingxiao was startled and hurriedly transformed into human form, kneeling on the ground with cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He didn't know what he had done wrong to anger the master.
Xuan Yao stood with his hands behind his back in front of her, his tone stern yet instructive:
"Your Great Roc True Blood has only just been activated. Although your physical body is stronger, your understanding of the Great Dao of Wind and Thunder is still very superficial."
Forcing yourself to break through to a higher realm using the power of the medicine is like building a tower on sand. You might barely get the empty title of Golden Immortal, but you've completely exhausted the supreme potential of such a unique and extraordinary being.
If you ever try to question the Great Luo again, you'll be living in a dream!
Upon hearing these words, Lingxiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a chill ran down his spine.
She then realized that the master was not hindering her future, but was genuinely planning for her long-term future.
It should be known that in the primordial world, many powerful beings would do anything to improve the cultivation of their mounts, even if it meant forcing them to grow faster than they could, without caring about their future fate.
The fact that Xuan Yao was willing to suppress her cultivation level and let her slowly mature her bloodline shows that he was truly cultivating her as a potential successor.
"This little demon was blinded by cultivation, thank you for your enlightenment, sir."
Lingxiao kowtowed again, this time with heartfelt submission and complete submission.
Xuan Yao's expression softened when he saw that she listened to his advice.
He sent Lingxiao to the Cloud Peak at the summit to cultivate her bloodline in seclusion, while he himself slowly ascended to the highest point of Qinghei Mountain.
A gentle breeze rustled the green robe.
Xuan Yao stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the entire dojo.
In the heart of the mountain, towering golden fire sycamores stand tall, clear Wudao tea trees cast a gentle light, and jade-fat-like Fuzhi mushrooms suppress the lingering energy.
In the outer mountain region, there are pools of wind and thunder that breathe in and out the earth's energy, golden immortals and evil dragons that are being punished, and hundreds of aquatic creatures that are toiling away to dredge the land.
And above the clouds in the nine heavens, there is a spirit bird with the bloodline of the Roc, patrolling day and night.
A balance of movement and stillness, order between inside and outside.
Only now has Qingheishan truly taken on the magnificent beginnings of a top-tier immortal power in the primordial world.
As Xuan Yao gazed upon the foundation he had built with his own hands, his Dao heart grew ever more harmonious and clear.
He no longer cared about the turmoil in the outside world, turned around and stepped into the secret chamber deep in the cold pool, and once again began a long period of secluded cultivation.
Cultivation knows no time, and the primordial chaos does not keep track of years.
More than 30,000 years have passed in the blink of an eye, like flowing water slipping through our fingers.
For the past 30,000 years, Xuan Yao has sat day and night under the clear light of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, constantly cleansing his innate negative energy with the pure energy of blessings and virtues.
Furthermore, through the tempering of the Southern Ming Guardian General in his sea of consciousness, he honed the power of the four laws of Fortune, Mysterious Fiend, Sword Dao, and Array Dao until they were perfectly integrated and inseparable.
There were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor any danger of being struck by lightning.
On an ordinary morning, as the first drop of dew from the Jade Dew Blossom leaf rolled into the cold pool, the magical power within Xuan Yao's body, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, naturally broke through that invisible barrier.
In the middle stage of the Golden Immortal realm, success came naturally.
Xuan Yao slowly opened his eyes, his deep pupils reflecting the principles of Yin and Yang, the cycle of creation and destruction.
Just as Xuan Yao was about to leave the seclusion and inspect the Daoist temple.
Suddenly, a strange change occurred between heaven and earth.
From the far east, a vast and melodious sound of celestial music could be faintly heard, piercing the heavens.
Xuan Yao flashed and arrived above the clouds, looking up.
On the horizon of the East China Sea, a purple aura transformed into boundless auspicious clouds, rolling westward.
Above the auspicious clouds, one could vaguely see a precious sandalwood chariot pulled by nine five-clawed golden dragons.
The chariot was surrounded by tens of thousands of armored celestial generals and celestial maidens carrying weapons, a grand spectacle that seemed to blot out the sky.
That arrogant and domineering air, this self-important attitude, can make people feel a tightness in their chest even from millions of miles away.
"Such an extravagant display must be the Eastern King of Zifu Continent making his way."
Xuan Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly calculating in his mind.
Instead of enjoying his life in the East Sea, this male immortal leader has set off in such a grand manner to visit Kunlun in the West. I'm afraid he's like a weasel paying respects to a chicken, with no good intentions whatsoever.
The Purple Mansion Continent and the Western Kunlun are two contrasting realms: one is sharp and aggressive, the other is tranquil and inactive. If they were to collide, a fierce battle would surely ensue.
Just as he was pondering, an extremely pure golden light from the Jade Pool shot out from the inner mountain of West Kunlun and landed in front of Xuan Yao in the blink of an eye.
The golden light dissipated, transforming into a jade talisman.
From within came the cool and majestic decree of the Queen Mother of the West:
"Donghua has come to visit. Xuanyao, come to Yaochi immediately to see me."
Xuan Yao reached out and caught the jade talisman, casually straightened his green robe, summoned Ling Xiao to guard the mountain gate, and rode on an auspicious cloud, heading unhurriedly towards the Jade Pool Wonderland for the gathering.