I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 154: Huanyue Patriarch, Dharma Eye, Half-step Primordial
The great wilderness of Zhaoyue hangs to the west; this place also borders the dynasties of Nanshan. There used to be a big country with an area of ​​2,000 miles and a population of several million. It was named after Liyuize, and was called Liyue Kingdom.

Huang Ling returned to his original form, flapped his wings and flew into Li Yuze from the east, but saw evil fog and evil spirits filling the mountains and rivers below.

In the most conspicuous forest at the foot of the mountain ahead, there are flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, densely packed together, spreading over hundreds of acres, with demon soldiers guarding everywhere, just like an imperial palace.

Huang Ling saw this, gathered his energy, transformed into a human form, and landed on the steps. In front of him was a gatehouse with the words Boyue Manor written on it.

"Greetings, Grandpa Prince!" The demon soldiers and monsters guarding the mountain pass bowed one after another.

"No need to be polite. Please go and inform Uncle-Master Huanyue. I have something important to tell you." Huang Ling waved his hand.

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, a few clever little demons did not dare to ask more questions and hurried up the mountain to report.

Huang Ling walked slowly on the mountain path, sometimes frowning in deep thought, sometimes in a daze, absent-minded.

Soon, a little demon came down to report: "The king is waiting in the hall, let me take the prince over!"

"Lead the way quickly." Huang Ling came to his senses and followed the little demon's footsteps into the village.

Zhuangzi is very large; every inn, courtyard, and cave is filled with evil spirits.

Along the way, we saw demons with green faces and fangs, wearing armor, and gathered together, laughing wildly.

Some of them gathered in groups of three or five, burning fire and cooking blood food; there was a white-haired Taoist priest holding a naked woman and molesting her in broad daylight.

In every cave, there are also people with powerful aura who are famous in the mountains and hills.

Prince Huang Ling was extremely famous among the demon clan, so all the evildoers and monsters he met along the way greeted him.

Walk a short distance inside and you will arrive at a luxurious and bright hall.

"Hi, nephew Huang Ling, we've been waiting for you to come back." A majestic old man in brocade clothes with loose silver hair, a round face, and two fangs protruding from his cheeks strode out of the hall and greeted him with a laugh.

The old man in brocade clothes with exposed fangs and majestic figure was none other than the infamous old demon Huanyue.

"Uncle!" Huang Ling bowed slightly.

The father of this old monster Huanyue is sworn brothers with the ancestor of Prince Huang Ling, the Demon Saint Jinlu, and the two families have a deep connection.

Therefore, according to seniority, Huang Ling called him uncle.

Not only Huang Ling; in this battle for Zhaoyue, many young figures among the borderland monster tribes were ordered to gather under the command of Ancestor Huanyue to help him fight for Zhaoyue.

"My dear nephew, you have worked hard on the journey. Please take a seat and rest first." Huang Ling's status was noble, so Patriarch Huanyue did not dare to be arrogant. He walked up to Huang Ling and held his arm, then pulled him into the hall.

In the spacious and magnificent hall, the lights were on, but it was quiet and empty. Ancestor Huanyue sat at the top seat and asked Huang Ling to sit at the side.

"Is my uncle doing well these days while I'm away?" Huang Ling asked after taking a sip of wine.

“Oh, what bad luck! Last night I went to Liyue City at the foot of the mountain to capture creatures, but unexpectedly I was ambushed by those rascals from Yangu, and several of my good men were killed.” The voice of Patriarch Huanyue was loud, like thunder, and the whole roof was shaking as he spoke.

To catch life means to catch people and their blood for food.

The Yangu group refers to the Yangu Juxian Temple where Kunwu and the Five Elders of Beishan are based.

Upon hearing this, Crown Prince Huang Ling was shocked: "Oh? Could it be that in just a few days, those Xuanmen Qi-refining masters from Juxian Temple have already reached Liyue City?"

The Yan Gu Juxian Temple is two or three thousand miles away from here; it is now the lair of the Qi-refining masters.

Over the past few months, Huanyue and Yangu Kunwu fought almost every day; however, the battles took place thousands of miles away.

Liyue City is not far from the village; it is the capital of Liyue Kingdom, with a dense population. It is only seventy or eighty miles away from here, right in front of the demon's lair.

Because the friends that Patriarch Huanyue invited to help were either evil demons or evil giants who had been famous for many years.

Almost all of them are cannibals; those who don’t eat humans are also extremely lustful, and some like to use human souls to practice magic.

Therefore, Patriarch Huanyue simply set up his base in Boyue Village, which was close to human habitation and convenient for him to collect blood food at any time to offer to his friends.

"Not yet, there are only a few juniors coming from the other side." Talking about this, Patriarch Huanyue seemed a little anxious and embarrassed.

"A few juniors?" Huang Ling looked at him in surprise.

This old demon Huanyue has been famous for many years; his strength and cultivation are extremely powerful; even if he has not yet entered the realm of Taoism, he has already achieved perfection.

After all, even Huang Ling's father and many great demon kings who have achieved great success in cultivation are on equal terms with this Old Ancestor Huanyue, or they call him a brother.

Huang Ling couldn't help but feel curious. What kind of youngster was this, and was he so powerful that he could even defeat the old monster Huanyue?
"Last night, I..." Old Monster Huanyue briefly recounted what happened.

It turned out that Huanyue's old friend, the Yellow Crab King of Jiuqu Mountain, had sent someone to deliver a message, saying that he would dispatch several of his sons and daughters, known as the Four Marshals and Eight Generals, to come over to help in the near future.

Patriarch Huanyue, who was worried that there was no one available, couldn't help but be delighted; so he took more than a dozen evildoers and demons and hurried to Liyue City overnight, where he practiced his magic and captured hundreds of high-quality mortal girls to use as blood food.

It is planned to be used to entertain fellow demons coming from Jiuqu Mountain.

As a result, there was half wind and half fog, and soon after flying out of the city, it became pitch black when we were suddenly ambushed.

There were at least a hundred shadowy figures on the other side, and judging from their Dharma powers and methods, they were all Qi-refining practitioners of the younger generation of Kunwu.

Although those people are young, each of them has a solid foundation; their Taoist power is profound, and many of them are good at magic and martial arts.

The leading few young men were the most powerful. In less than half a round of fighting, the dozen or so evil demons who were trying to catch blood food with the old monster Huanyue were all killed.

With only the old monster Huanyue left, he was unable to hold on on his own and could only escape back in disgrace.

The hundreds of women who were captured were also all gone.

“If my prediction is correct, those young men who attacked me are all new disciples of Kunwu.” The old monster Huanyue slapped the table in embarrassment.

"Uncle, don't worry. It's not easy to deal with those disciples of the big sects alone, let alone they are so many in number. The fact that you can return safely shows that you have profound skills and supernatural powers!" Huang Ling hurriedly comforted him.

The true disciples of the great sects have all undergone systematic inheritance and practiced martial arts and magic, and each of them has practiced Taoism and observed the precepts, with extraordinary Taoist power and a solid foundation.

Even if those people only have a few hundred years of magic power, any one of them can kill hundreds of evil demons at the same level.

The disciples of the great sects were skilled in martial arts, and some were proficient in the eighteen kinds of weapons, and some were good at flying swords and jumping balls. The Taoist arts they learned included the divine light of fire, calling rain and wind, the golden light of thunder and lightning to slay evil, and the five thunders to suppress demons. They were all powerful and could strike thousands of feet across, and would easily turn an area of ​​dozens of miles into ashes.

As for the evil people, when it comes to martial arts, they are just some housekeepers' tricks. At most, they may have learned one or two military techniques by mingling with generals in the mortal world. As for magic, most of them are some kind of ghost summoning, soul-bewitching magic, soul-capturing paper banners, and magic mirrors.

These kinds of tricks are only good for scaring ordinary people, but if used in a serious fight, they are just for fun.

Therefore, when the two sides fought, within half a round, more than a dozen famous figures among the evil demons led by Patriarch Huanyue were easily killed by Kunwu disciples.

Huang Ling was not surprised by this.

"That's true. Although I am not afraid of these youngsters, as the saying goes, even a large number of ants can kill an elephant." Patriarch Huanyue found an excuse for his own defeat.

It was indeed pitch black. Although he had a high level of cultivation, he could not handle the situation alone. He was also afraid that if he delayed for too long, the other side would have masters coming to surround and kill him, so he quickly ran away.

He turned to the main business and asked, "By the way, my nephew went to Black Water Margin and saw the old monster Tong Tian."

"No, I only saw Tongtian Patriarch's eldest disciple Xingxiu Xianzhang and a few others. They said that Tongtian Patriarch was in seclusion."

"Oh? What did Taoist Xingxiu say?" Patriarch Huanyue was nonchalant.

"It's difficult. According to Taoist Xingxiu, the Biyou ancestor of Jin'ao Island is stronger than we thought!" Huang Ling recounted his general experience.

Including the origins of Tongtian Patriarch as told by Taoist Master Jing Xingxiu.

After hearing this, Patriarch Huanyue remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

Huang Ling couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, do you think what the Xingxiu Taoist said is false?"

After all, he couldn't believe that the Tongtian Patriarch was so powerful that he could hide in the Black Water Lake.

After calculating for a long time, Patriarch Huanyue took a deep breath and said, "No, what Taoist Xingxiu said was not false."

"Isn't it the calamity energy that is covering it? How do you see that, uncle?" Huang Ling was curious.

“I was once instructed by the ancient demon master and developed a pair of magic eyes. Not only can I display my magical powers, but I can also see the nine heavens and the underworld, and I am not obscured by calamities.” Patriarch Huanyue shook his head, his emerald green eyes flashing with divine light. He looked towards the direction of Black Water Lake across billions of mountains and rivers.

“But in my eyes, the entire Black Water Lake is hazy and unfathomable. I’m afraid that Tongtian Patriarch is at least as capable as your great grandfather in terms of Taoism.”

"Yeah..." Huang Ling nodded in understanding.

Taoism is illusory, yet it does exist.

In fact, it mostly refers to the cultivation of the spirit or state of mind, without a clear division of realms.

Those with low Taoism attainments cannot calculate the cultivation, realm, and deeds of those with higher Taoism attainments using methods of calculating the mysteries of heaven.

Those with higher levels of Taoism can often easily calculate the actions, origins, cultivation, and deeds of those with lower levels of Taoism.

Ancestor Huanyue was born with a special ability called Dharma Eyes, which enables him to see through everything in the universe.

In the past, once his supernatural powers were activated, he could observe the actions of a Taoist master across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Now even Huanyue can't see through the cultivation and strength of the man from Jin'ao Island.

This can only mean that the person from Jin'ao Island has extremely terrifying Taoism skills, to a level that is high enough to cover up the Dharma Eyes and Heavenly Secrets.

In terms of Taoism, he is not inferior to Huang Ling’s great-grandfather, the Great Sage Golden Heron.

The Great Sage Golden Heron had long since cultivated a body that was indestructible, and attained the fruit of the Great Sage Golden Immortal. His status and strength were second only to the True Sage Hunyuan, and he was one of the few most powerful people in the entire universe.

The three realms of unity, profound understanding, and the wonder of the Tao are still considered ordinary, not immortal.

If you go further and achieve the Half-Step Hunyuan Dao Fruit, you can be called a saint.

The Golden Immortal Great Sage and the like refer to those who are half-step into Hunyuan, also known as quasi-leaders.

It seems that what the Taoist Xingxiu said was not exaggerating.

In terms of Taoism, it can be confirmed that the man from Jin'ao Island is at least half a step away from becoming a Hunyuan, and is not inferior to those Golden Immortals and Great Saints seen in the past.

"So, as long as the price is high enough, the Biyou Patriarch of Jin'ao Island can also help us?" Huanyue's eyes lit up and he looked at Huang Ling with anticipation.

"That's true, but they ask for a high price." Huang Ling sighed.

"What's the price if you want them to sell it?"

"I want an innate spiritual treasure." Prince Huang Ling took a deep breath.

"Well, that's expected." Huanyue nodded, not surprised.

After all, once that kind of master of the Hunyuan Patriarch level takes action, he will probably defeat Zhao Yue.

Even if all the disciples sent by Kunwu and the Five Elders of Beishan were packed together, they would not be enough for him to defeat with one hand.

Huan Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! As long as Patriarch Biyou takes action, what's the harm in giving him the innate spiritual treasure? Huang Ling, please go there in person."

"Uh, uncle, for an innate spiritual treasure, we don't ask Patriarch Biyou to help; we only need the disciples of Jin'ao Island to come and help." Huang Ling quickly corrected.

"Ah?" Huanyue was stunned.

I thought I had heard it wrongly: "An innate spiritual treasure, is the price only offered by his disciples?"

"Yes!" Huang Ling confirmed.

“This is too…” Huanyue’s face was gloomy.

He has been practicing for tens of thousands of years; he has many friends and some savings.

Moreover, he has an extraordinary background and indeed has more than one rare treasure in his hands.

But the innate spiritual treasure is such a precious thing.

Originally, he thought that if the Patriarch Biyou could help him, it would be enough to determine the fate of Ding Zhaoyue in one fell swoop.

Then it is worth paying for a spiritual treasure.

After all, he has already attained perfect enlightenment and his life is almost over.

As long as Zhao Yue's Qi and external skills are sufficient, he can use this to achieve enlightenment.

By then, the supernatural power of the Dharma Eye will be perfected, and the great supernatural power [Daluo Dongguan] will be cultivated, which will be enough to rank among the top powerful people in the world.

If the dispute over Zhao Yue's destiny is delayed too long, changes may occur, and he will be defeated.

Not only will all his savings be gone, but all his luck and fortune will also be taken by the winner of the dispute between the Five Elders or Zhao Yue.

Even if he doesn't die, his life span won't be long.

Therefore, Huanyue gritted his teeth, thinking that as long as he could invite a powerful person to help him defeat Zhao Yue, it would be worth it to pay for the innate spiritual treasure.

But after all this time, the price for giving someone an innate spiritual treasure was just the price of hiring a disciple from Jin'ao.

"What ability does that disciple from Jin'ao have to be so arrogant? How can the innate spiritual treasure be just a cabbage?" Huanyue looked unhappy.

"Uncle, the disciple of Master Biyou is indeed capable."

"The leader is called Xingxiu Taoist. He looks like a one-armed man. Although he is a human, he looks honest and kind, and has great Taoist power. He once asked me to wrestle with him and cast a spell."

Huang Ling described vividly: "I used my magic, shook hundreds of feathers, and they fell like a rain of arrows. My magic was enough to penetrate metal and stone, and cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split. Guess what happened?"

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Huanyue asked curiously.

He knew that this nephew was different from those messy sorcerers who were invited.

Huang Ling was born into a large family of monsters. He was of noble stock and had great magical powers inherited from his family.

He has been practicing Taoism since he was young, and his art is called the Golden Feather Ten Thousand Arrows Divine Light.

With a slight shake, the feathers on its body became several feet long and looked like sharp golden arrows, flying all over the sky.

Each one of them has a force of thousands of pounds; it can penetrate iron and crack stone.

But on his side, he is second only to his best player.

“The Taoist Xingxiu flipped his hand. I don’t know what magical power he used, but I felt the void was imprisoned. With one palm print, he could strike across thousands of feet. In an instant, he sent out eight palms left and right, up and down, and took away all my feather arrows.” Huang Ling did not hesitate to express his admiration.

"Hmm? It's true that a good teacher produces good students. No wonder you respect him so much." Huanyue's eyes lit up.

"That's not all. He was frivolous at the time, saying that my family's supernatural powers are not very powerful on Jin'ao Island. Even if he didn't fight back and let me hit him, I couldn't hurt him at all."

"As he said that, he raised his hand and returned the feather to me."

"I was furious at the time and thought he was trying to humiliate me, so I shook my feathers again, and this time I didn't hold back. I used all my strength to transform my feathers into thousands of sharp blades that fell down."

"He is indeed an honest gentleman. He did not fight back. He just sat cross-legged on the ground and watched my spell fall on him."

Huang Ling saw that his uncle was listening intently, so he couldn't help but keep it a secret: "Hey, guess what?"

"Snap!" Huanyue stretched out his sharp claws, grabbed Huang Ling in his palm and grasped his neck.

"Oh! Uncle, please loosen up a little. You're holding me too tightly and I can't breathe." Huang Ling said while coughing.

Huanyue reacted and quickly let go, patting his shoulder and asking impatiently: "My dear nephew, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now!"

"The Taoist Xingxiu held the seal in one hand and chanted some mantra. Suddenly, a wisp of golden wind descended from the sky and covered him several feet away."

"My arrow feather didn't fly to him. It was turned into ashes by the golden wind. I was so scared that I quickly turned around and collected the remaining feather." Huang Ling was still a little dazed when he said this.

(End of this chapter)