The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 405: Heavenly Man Holding the Pill/Conservation of the Essence
In the body of the ancestor demon, yin and yang sit as yin, clarity and turbidity are in turbidity, emptiness and reality exist in emptiness; Taotie makes a big furnace, eats the gods and refines their essence, which eventually becomes a great medicine.

Red gold, purple gold, heavenly gold… This recipe involves nine transformations and nine refinements of thirty-six types of heavenly gold, a total of eighty-one rounds, to obtain the golden liquid elixir!

Liquid gold is mixed with sand, sand is refined into mercury, mercury melts into gold, gold returns to sand, sand turns into mercury again, and after nine rounds of refining, you will get liquid gold-mercury.

Then he took the primordial essence of chaos, mixed it with the alloy of mercury and elixir, added the great medicine, melted the immortal root and green peach, and after another thousand days, he obtained a great immortal elixir.

But when the elixir was ready, Wu Yong was not in a hurry to take it.

On the top of the Purple Mountain, there is a Taoist platform made of gold, stone and spiritual iron by the incarnation of Dutian Hunyuan Lingguan. The platform is thirty-three steps high and covered with a myriad of colors. Wu Yong sits high in the center of the platform, manifesting the end of creation - the fruit of birth and death. Above, the Milky Way, stars, the sun and the moon are spinning high, appealing to the creation of ancient history. Below, there is the collapsed land, the image of the fall and the end of eternity. In the middle, Fusang supports the sky, half alive and half dead, which is the mean!

"If the Twin Dao Fruit is to be perfected, it must have something to rely on, just as the ancestral temple of the Nine Provinces is called Yujing Mountain, and the three heavens can only rely on the three heavens..."

“Perhaps my path should be on this Jianmu Fusangzi tree, the sacred tree of the world that can survive birth and death and shake off the stars in the sky?”

Wu Yong chuckled to himself and shook his head.

This is not what he wants!

He had gazed upon the chaos of all worlds, set foot on the starry sky, the thirty-six days of the Jade Emperor's ancient history, the world's sacred trees illuminating the heaven and earth, the starry sky's thousands of domains and myriad systems were vast and boundless...but in the end, it all originated from chaos.

The heaven and earth were chaotic like an egg before the creation of the world. It was round and solid. Isn’t it the best carrier?
Why do we need to rely on an object to prove the truth? It is better to clench our palms and cultivate them together, returning to the one.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Wu Yong's thoughts sublimated. He had already fully understood his own path. His writings were that the yellow sky covered the sky, and countless gods and spirits occupied the spiritual orifices, appealing to the wonderful principles of Tao.

Wu Yong summoned the elixir that seemed to be a gift from heaven. The elixir absorbed the heaven and earth, absorbed yin and yang, used the ancestor demon as a guide, and gluttony as medicine. Immortal gold and stone accompanied it as the principles of the void, regulating yin and yang. Wu Yong raised his head and swallowed the elixir. The yellow sky shook, and lowered countless strands of mysterious yellow precious light. The earth bowed its head, and the spiritual ore of ten miles, a hundred miles, and a thousand miles was all transformed into frost mercury Taihua.

This elixir is genuine, the most genuine, and it is said to be eternal and immortal!

The strange images of the Tao stretch out across the empty sky, stretching for thousands of miles to the end of the world of creation. It is like an invisible giant hand coming together to gather the laws of heaven and earth, and bringing those inexplicable strange images into one, making them work together into a perfect whole.

This elixir is empty, extremely empty, and it is elusive and cannot be grasped in the world.

When the real elixir enters the stomach, the complex Taoist principles will be fully manifested in the immortal body and Taoist body; when the virtual elixir enters the orifice, all kinds of Taoist fruits will be gathered into one.

Wu Yong's body was transforming rapidly, and his immortal body and Taoist body were truly becoming perfect. His immortal body had one hundred and eight thousand major orifices, and each orifice gave birth to a divine spirit. The divine spirits gave birth to gods, illuminating the sky, and manifested as one hundred and eight thousand innate great spiritual officials.

Disasters and fate, the immortal light swirled, and all of a sudden, they were refined into one, revealing limitless rays of light in Wu Yong's Taoist body. Its quality was so extreme that it was enough to distort the years of the void and manifest the present world, like the shape of a white hole.

At the same time, above Zhoushan Tianxu, the sky was suddenly covered with yellow and golden clouds, which covered an area of ​​30,000 miles. In the center, on the Taoist platform, the immortal king was sitting cross-legged, holding a pill in one hand and a staff in the other. A green gourd hung from the staff and a ruyi was hung from his waist. He looked like a dragon and a phoenix, showing the appearance of a god.

The eight-scene jade carriage comes to welcome the holy monarch, with a jade phoenix as the seal and a flying tiger as the talisman, and the feathers, skirt, belt and crown are all prominently displayed.

On one side of the avenue, the golden book spread out in an instant. In just a few breaths, it had become a huge object covering the sky, with clouds as its base and mysterious light lingering around. The 3,333-character avenue pattern told the story of the supremacy of Huang Tian and the wonders of Tai Chi.

Scenes from ancient history suddenly appeared in Wu Yong's soul sea.

Huang Tian has Tao, Jinque Emperor, the descendant of the Queen of Earth, heard the Tao in Kunlun West, and worshipped the Queen Mother of the West. Jinque passed it on to Donghua, Donghua passed it on to Taiji Ge Xianweng, and under the Xianweng, the spiritual treasure was passed on to everyone, and the sun and the moon were shining...

"After many twists and turns, it turns out that the original text of the Lingguan Baogao was you."

"Taiping Qing received the letter!"

Hearing the sense of closeness coming from the Jade Phoenix Emperor's Seal in the Sky and the Flying Tiger Divine Talisman, he became obedient to the flying feather skirts and majestic crowns and clothes.

Is this forcing me to make a decision?
Huangtian Jinque, Taiyuan Qingping, or...

The two magical treasures of Emperor Jinque seemed to give birth to gods, transforming into jade phoenix and flying tiger, hovering in the sky. The phoenix was singing loudly, mourning deeply, and the flying tiger was crawling on the ground, with an overwhelming pressure from thousands of miles away. However, both of them cast hopeful eyes at Wu Yong at the same time.

The son of Wu, the heir of the emperor, the Emperor of Jinque, the descendant of the emperor, this is a bloodline that runs from the beginning of China, from the ancient times to the end of the world.

"I understand!"

Wu Yong looked around at the 30,000 miles of golden clouds. The images of the gods in the distance seemed to be covered with a layer of golden gauze. Endless wonderful and miraculous phenomena were revealed, which frightened Jiufeng and Beidou.

The Eternal Yellow Sky revived here, and its majestic will seemed to be communicating with the existence on the ancient Purple Mountain. All around the mountain, the ancient and the contemporary people all frowned, and had some doubts about the new aura.

The young Taoist held a bamboo stick in his arms and stared into the sky, speechless for a long time.

"Your Tao is no match for mine now, old emperor!"

Wu Yong's Adam's apple throbbed, and his lips and teeth tasted sweet. He raised his hand and rubbed the "Taiping Qingling Zhenshu" that seemed to have a spirit close to his body, gently pushing it away, and chuckled.

"But now that Xun has come here, Yufeng, Feihu, just follow me!"

He had not expected that the precious edict that allowed him to reincarnate in this world was actually the virtue of his ancestral bloodline. At this moment, when he wanted to prove the great way to immortality, the thing behind the scenes finally jumped out. Unfortunately, sadly, lamentably, the Taiping lineage had long since perished in the dust of history, and this last descendant who had the hope of reshaping the greatness of Huang Tian.

His ambition is greater and his vision is broader...

Wu Yong flicked his sleeves and casually took the scroll of the golden book of emperor's robes and clapped his hands. This time he took the essence of Huangtian from above and the golden nature of Jiuhua from below, and refined the Taoist fruit together with the great pill of heavenly lead in his immortal body.

This is called the combination of truth and emptiness, round and whole like a wish-fulfilling pill.

Thirty thousand miles of yellow sky, nine feet of Jiuhua fairy golden bamboo shoots, all the laws in it seem to be unraveling the silk thread, turning into the intertwining of heaven and earth, weaving and blending the two elixirs, turning into a Taoist world.

The immortality of the sky, the eternity of the earth, the ultimate truth, the extreme emptiness, the end of all creation, can finally be condensed into one elixir.

This precious pill is mysterious and incredible. There is a world tree running through the world. It is located at the end of the void below and the vast sky above. Thousands of stars are hanging on the branches, and countless branches and leaves inherit one side.

Time flows through this pill. In the previous moment, life and death are orderly, and all things are bizarre. In the next moment, the world is turned upside down, and murderous intentions are evident. The whole world is wiped out and turned into chaos. In the next moment, there is again clearness above and turbidity below, hazy...

This is called Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan has its own Tao, which is unique in all the worlds. No matter how things change, they remain essentially the same. The essence is conserved, and this is the law of the Tao!
This Tao is called Xuanyuan above, Eternal below, and Immortality in the middle. It does not matter what happens during the endless birth and death, or the cycle of reincarnation, its essence remains one.

When Wu Yong attained the Tao, the infinite principles converged into one, and in an instant, the Ancient Purple Mountain returned to peace.

Only on the thirty-third Taoist platform, there was a celestial being holding a pill. The pill was three inches in size and looked like colored glaze or beautiful jade. The celestial being slightly lowered his head and cast his gaze, which made all the gods in the surrounding mountains and hills for billions of miles feel a chill in their hearts. An impatient feeling of being watched immediately rushed into their hearts, as if outside this world, in a higher dimension, there were gods looking down on all living beings.

"Oh? From the perspective of the Creator? Overlooking the rise and fall of the world, without any joy or sorrow..."

The Goddess Chunhua walked barefoot on this piece of heavenly ruins without touching the ground. She gently picked a fairy flower and after standing there for a long time, she seemed to suddenly think of a word to describe the new avenue.

There was a young Taoist who stopped at the 300th floor of Tianxu, holding Ruyi in his arms, and stayed there for a long time...

"That's not the Golden Palace!"

"Why do you act like a heartless person who dares not see his old friend, Lingbao?"

A Taoist priest passing by crossed his arms and looked with amusement at Lingbao Daojun who was standing on the 300th floor of Tianxu and dared not move.

Jinque is both a friend and a mentor to Lingbao, and they come from the same school. However, the former is in eternal damnation, and even his past existence has been almost distorted and erased, while the latter remains immortal in the world, but no longer has the face to meet his old friend.

"Yeah, he's not Jinque."

Lingbao Daojun's eyelids flickered and he shook his head gently, but there was an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.

The Great Dao walks alone. Even if you are the Supreme Daoist, there are times when you feel helpless...

The ancients and the emperors of the present age who came from the foot of Mount Zhou showed some interest in this new supreme being.

At this moment, Wu Yong, after all his powers had been gathered, seemed no different from an ordinary person.

He stood cross-legged at the point of the ancient purple mountain, pulling out all the Jiuhua fairy gold, like pulling out silk from a cocoon. The Taoist magic power and the nine-color fairy gold weaved the longitude and latitude to form the true pattern of the Great Dao, and he washed and refined the green gourd fairy flags one by one.

With 18.4 million threads of fairy gold, the spiritual treasure was completely refined. The fairy flag in the gourd, the mysterious Jiuhua, the bizarre lights, and the precious light of ten thousand Qi were no longer the same as before.

When one first enters the Great Dao, one only seeks the highest level. However, the more one practices, the more difficult it is to realize that the Great Dao is very simple. When one reaches the highest level, the Dao returns to oneness, giving rise to the only theorem!

Such as Taichu, Yuanshi, Zaohua, Huangtian and other ancient gods...

"I have been practicing for 800 years in this life, and after many twists and turns, I have finally proved the law of conservation of matter?"

Wu Yong sighed softly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The conservation of Taizhi and the return of all things to one is Xuanyuan, which is also his unique theorem!
Outside the Ancient Purple Mountain, Jiufeng and Beidou remained silent, while Beidou God sat silently beside them, carefully refining the twelve-grade white lotus. After several years, he had managed to refine it into a seven-star lotus.

Even though he is the God of Punishment, second only to the most powerful person in the star realm, this is the first treasure in his hands!
Jiufeng was wandering around the Purple Mountain in boredom. She really had nothing to do, so she just stared at the changes on the Purple Mountain and complained in her heart:
"This Zhixuan lied to us that he wanted to sacrifice a magic weapon, but in fact he set up a barrier and used his incarnation to patrol around, tricking the two of us into guarding Zishan and breaking through secretly, right?"

"Yeah, the people of Xiandao are so black-hearted."

Although the three of them belong to different factions, it is really annoying that this guy is hiding things.

However, Jiu Feng was more puzzled as to whether Wu Yong's breakthrough was successful. If it was successful, why was there no reaction? If it was a failure...

But the 30,000 miles of yellow sky and golden clouds in front, the projection of the supreme will, are really terrifying, right?

(End of this chapter)