The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 348 Pure Yang Immortal
"A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life and the bloodshed."

Giving a thumbs up, Shen Yuanliang sincerely praised: "Zuo Qianhu knew it was impossible but still did it. He is a real man and a hero. I wonder if you two are willing to serve me?"

"I? The Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wulong's eyes suddenly lit up. In his ink-black eyes, Shen Yuanliang was like a huge, terrifying sun, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.

After learning literary and martial arts, his goods went to the emperor's family.

Zhuge Liang's lifelong wish was to assist a wise ruler. It can also be said that he was establishing his destiny for life, his heart for the world, inheriting the unique knowledge of the ancient sages, and bringing peace to the world for all generations!

How could the Black Mountain Old Demon, a mere evildoer, become his master? He was a human being, even in death, he was still a human being, not a monster!
"The Daqian Dynasty has just been established. I want to build the underworld dragon court belonging to Daqian. Mr. Zhuge is extremely talented and knowledgeable. Captain Zuo is loyal and upright."

"Having two assistants is like meeting Zhang Liang and Han Xin, Emperor Gaozu is like a fish in water!"

There was no confusion or ambiguity. Shen Yuanliang spoke his mind directly and treated people with sincerity. He treated people with his true heart. Zhuge Wulong and Zuo Qianhu were so excited that they were quite envious.

"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

After bowing, Zhuge Wulong and Zuo Qianhu agreed immediately. For a moment, the relationship between the king and his subject was harmonious, and in time, it would surely become a good story.

……

The moonlight was as bright as mercury pouring down on the ground, sprinkling over the Black Mountain. Inside the Lanruo Temple, a bonfire was burning, dispelling the darkness and bringing light to the world.

Under the orange-yellow firelight, Shen Yuanliang summoned a bronze tripod. The thumb-sized bronze tripod swelled in the wind and fell heavily on the bluestone slab, with dense cracks spreading out.

"Just let me see what I can gain?"

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang threw the twelve-sided crystals left behind by the Black Mountain Old Demon after his death into the bronze tripod, and his ten million good fortunes turned into a furnace fire that burned everything.

Under the cover of night, countless golden runes floated in the air. This was a magic spell called “The Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method”, which the Black Mountain Old Demon obtained by accident. It was this magic that enabled him to become the famous Black Mountain Old Demon from a black mountain.

The "Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method" has a total of nine levels, directly aiming to jump out of the Three Realms and become the Golden Immortal who is not in the Five Elements. It is one of the top true methods in the world.

"The Green Emperor Immortal Scripture currently only has the Heavenly Immortal Volume. With the Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method, it will be no problem to deduce the Daluo Volume of the Green Emperor Immortal Scripture."

Thinking of this, Shen Yuanliang took out a golden book and jade volume from his space pocket. The 129,600 golden inscriptions were brilliant and colorful, with profound meanings, and were filled with the truth and principles of heaven and earth.

"Use your luck as the furnace fire and refine it for me!"

Shen Yuanliang squandered the remaining 2 billion luck. Under the golden fire, boundless Taoist charm enveloped his body and the faint fairy music lingered in his ears.

Wandering in the origin of heaven and earth, Shen Yuanliang's will soars into the darkness, witnessing the gestation and birth of a green lotus of creation in the boundless chaos, until it becomes the ancient between heaven and earth, the Supreme Green Emperor.

"Buzz!"

At dawn, Shen Yuanliang slowly opened his eyes. His jade-like eyes showed a little vicissitudes of life. He flipped his right hand, and a copy of "The Green Emperor's Immortal Scripture" appeared in his palm. This was a martial arts method that directly led to the Daluo.

As he practiced the Qingdi Immortal Scripture, a green lotus shone brightly on his smooth forehead, taking root deep in his origin.

In an instant, the innate blue dragon divine body that Shen Yuanliang had previously forged gradually transformed into the innate blue lotus divine body under the "Green Lotus of Creation", and a hazy glow appeared on the surface of the body.

Good fortune, great good fortune!

"Roar!"

Deep in the blood, the shadow of the blue dragon roared and growled unwillingly, but in the face of the "Blue Lotus of Creation", it had to retreat step by step, and finally turned into a thirty-six-sided red crystal. It was condensed from the origin of the innate blue dragon body. Whoever swallowed it could become the next "Shen Yuanliang".

"Those who are pure yin without yang are ghosts, those who are a mixture of yin and yang are yin gods, and those who are pure yang without yin are yang gods!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, inside the Niwan Palace, the nine-inch-tall Yin God reached its extreme yin and gave birth to yang. A touch of pure yang energy was quietly born and instantly turned into a raging fire, burning all the dregs inside the Yin God.

As the red sun rises, its path is bright. The yang god has both wonderful form and spirit, which are in harmony with the great way that pervades all things and is omnipresent. Hundreds of billions of incarnations appear, with vast supernatural powers.

With his eyes lowered, Shen Yuanliang waved his sleeves and summoned the panel: I examine myself three times a day!

Name: Shen Yuanliang (Innate Blue Lotus Divine Body)
Age: 26 (life expectancy: 12 years)

Martial Arts Realm: Gods and Demons (Six Realms Peak)

Immortal Realm: Pure Yang True Immortal (Sixth Realm)

Skills: Daluo Volume of Qingdi Xianjing, Yanjiashu, Canglong Jiantigong, Faxiang Volume of Wudian, Taiyin Xianjing

Skills: National Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Fourth-level Alchemist, Fourth-level Weapon Refiner, Armor Refiner
Innate ability: Qing Emperor's authority (already possessed two-thirds)
Magical skills: 72 magic skills, beast taming skills, five emperors magic skills (three thousand magic skills), flower transplantation, life and death, rain from heaven

Natal Spiritual Plant: Abyss Demon Vine (low-grade innate spiritual root)

Pet: Manggu Zhuha (a beast in the realm of immortality)

Luck: Zero (white luck)
"It's not easy to be a Pure Yang Immortal!"

Shen Yuanliang has been blazing a trail through hardships and overcoming all obstacles along the way. He started from refining essence into qi and made steady progress, until today he stepped into the door of the great way and is qualified to seek the truth.

Flying thousands of miles, stepping high on the clouds, overlooking the mountains and the sea, or playing around in the human world, changing in a thousand ways, doing whatever one wants, this is the Pure Yang Immortal.

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A hundred miles south of Guobei County, there is a remote mountain village called Qingshan Village.

"Village chief, Master Heishan's birthday is in five days. What should we do? If we really offer thirty boys and girls, our Qingshan Village will be finished!"

A burly, dark-faced middle-aged man paced back and forth anxiously, his expression changing constantly, like someone running a dyeing factory.

There are more than one hundred households in Qingshan Village, with a population of five hundred, and less than one hundred boys and girls under the age of fourteen. Thirty of them were offered up at once. This is the case this year and will be the same next year. The consequences can be imagined.

"Master Black Mountain has boundless magical powers and great abilities, which are not comparable to those of mortals like us. If you don't agree, what else can we do?"

The village chief, who was wearing a coarse cloth shirt and had white hair and beard, sighed, and there was helplessness in his weathered eyes, puffing on the pipe in his hand.

If they agree, Qingshan Village can continue. If they don't agree, all 500 people in Qingshan Village will die. Between two evils, choose the lesser one. Even if the village chief can't bear it, he can only bow his head.

"Da da!"

At this moment, the rapid and loud sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky, breaking the tranquility of Qingshan Village.

I saw hundreds of Yulin soldiers with red feathers on their heads, riding tall horses, galloping all the way, like a yellow earth dragon sweeping in, about to submerge the small Qingshan Village.

(End of this chapter)