Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 337 The Golden Goose Transforms into a Roc

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. I already had a plan!" Qiu Chuji replied politely. Although Wuliang Immortal was destined to be confined to one world and unable to leave, he was still his senior brother, and he had to be respected.

"Okay! As long as you have your own ideas!"

"Oh, right! Do you still want more elixirs? Eat more to improve your cultivation." As he spoke, the Boundless Immortal began to take out elixirs.

Although the Boundless Immortal was despicable in his dealings with the demon race, he was incredibly generous to his fellow human disciples.

He dispatched demon-hunting teams to capture famous demons from various places and put them into the Heavenly Origin Cauldron to refine pills. He kept very little of the refined pills for himself and distributed most of them to the disciples of the Chan Sect to help them improve their cultivation and prepare for the future Investiture of the Gods war. It can be said that he had good intentions.

"Then... have some!" Qiu Chuji accepted whatever came his way. What was this talk of refining demons into pills? He didn't have that kind of psychological fastidiousness!
Back when he directly used demon cores to create the Returning Origin Array, he didn't hold back at all!
Seeing Qiu Chuji's ambition, the Immortal Wuliang smiled and handed him a box of three hundred elixirs. However, these were no longer high-quality elixirs; each one was equivalent to ten years of arduous cultivation for an ordinary immortal.

Even so, these three hundred immortal pills combined represent three thousand years of cultivation in the conventional sense. Even in any mythological world, they could create a powerful being out of thin air.

Next, the Boundless Immortal chanted the Ascension Mantra to Qiu Chuji. As the mantra ended, a light and cleansing Qi surrounded him and permeated his entire body, attempting to enhance Qiu Chuji's innate spirituality and the purity of his true Qi. Unfortunately, this light and cleansing Qi was useless to Qiu Chuji.

His physical body was forged from the roots of a five-colored golden lotus and had been refined over two years, far surpassing the ordinary immortal body. Therefore, the Ascension Incantation was more like a formality.

Qiu Chuji diligently memorized the 'Ascension Mantra,' and when he encountered some unclear points, he directly consulted the Boundless Immortal, who kindly provided answers.

After the ceremony was completed and the small green tokens were issued, the Immortal Wuliang led Qiu Chuji to the treasure vault to select treasures.

In the treasure trove of Kunlun, the light was dazzling and the auspicious energy was immense. Countless treasures flowed and flew within, dazzling the eyes of all who saw them. Qiu Chuji, however, calmly made his request and took away the 'Return to Origin Pool' and the 'Resurrection Willow'.

There may be something even more precious than these two treasures here, but the value of treasures lies not so much in their apparent worth, but in whether they can be used.

If you don't need it or don't use it often, the so-called "possessions of wealth" are nothing more than a miser temporarily holding onto them.

Having obtained two treasures and temporarily retained the last chance to retrieve them, Qiu Chuji bid farewell to Wuliang Immortal and descended Kunlun Mountain, but did not immediately head to Chentang Pass.

There's no rush. After all, two years in the mortal realm is only equivalent to two days in the upper realm. Right now, Nezha has probably just finished dismantling his cram school. Now is the perfect time for him to go and cause trouble for Lady Shiji.

They have not yet completed the assessment and will return to Kunlun.

There are still one or two days until the final showdown of Nezha's battle with the Dragon King.

Qiu Chuji then returned to the small world derived from the Jade Void Bell and placed the Returning Origin Pool and the Rejuvenation Willow in the Taoist temple.

The original Guiyuan Pool, in Qiu Chuji's hands, was like a cloud-colored inkstone, and the Resurrection Willow was just a withered tree stump.

After settling in, they returned to this place, and under the influence of Qiu Chuji's manipulation of the rules and primordial energy within the small world, they all revealed their extraordinary nature.

The Guiyuan Pool settled and transformed into a small, crystal-clear pond. The immense energy in the void was drawn out and poured into the pond. In an instant, colorful light flowed within the pond, and the emanating misty energy dissolved into the surrounding air, instantly raising the primordial energy within the small world by 30%, and it showed signs of continuing to rise.

With this abundant replenishment of primordial energy, Qiu Chuji's small world began to slowly but actively 'grow'. According to Qiu Chuji's calculations, the limit of this wave of growth was about 3,365 mu. This was the limit that the Guiyuan Pool could push the small world to grow under the premise of ensuring sufficient concentration of primordial energy. If Qiu Chuji did not care about the concentration of primordial energy in the small world and only wanted a larger area, he could indeed actively push it forward, but there was really no need for that.

Now, Qiu Chuji can be considered a primordial demon god of a thousand miles. From now on, the power of a primordial demon god, which can be projected into his body from the small world and still be effective in other worlds, has manifested more.

The Resurrection Willow grows naturally by the pond. Now it is only as thick as an adult's bowl and looks like an ordinary willow tree, with nothing particularly special about it.

Qiu Chuji set the time flow rate at the Resurrection Willow to its current maximum reasonable level and prioritized its supply of primordial energy. He also moved the peach tree cultivated from the peach seed to the pond, giving it the same treatment as the Resurrection Willow.

"Yes, yes! As long as we plant the Five-Colored Golden Lotus in the pond, my Taoist temple will truly have the aura of a celestial abode, no longer relying solely on innate talent to deceive people like before!" Qiu Chuji nodded in satisfaction, thinking that when the peach trees bore fruit, he would send some to his master and fellow disciples to taste.

The peach tree has been growing for some time within the time flow that Qiu Chuji deliberately increased. Now, tiny flower buds have sprouted on its branches. With the increased concentration of primordial energy in the small world, Qiu Chuji can control the time flow at a greater depth. The peaches should bear fruit in about a year and a half at most. Although they are far inferior to the real peaches of immortality, they are still rare and precious treasures that are hard to find in the mortal world.

bang bang bang!
A knock sounded at the door, and Qiu Chuji had a sudden thought. He saw a drunken middle-aged man in white standing outside the door.

The man wore a turban but a white Taoist robe. He had a beard, but his figure was not particularly slender. Instead, his abdomen was somewhat protruding, indicating that he had indulged in a lot of wine and meat but had neglected exercise.

Qiu Chuji opened the door and welcomed the drunken middle-aged man in white inside.

Before Qiu Chuji could speak, the middle-aged man in white, acting as if they were old friends, approached him and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Immortal! Immortal! Behold, do I possess the roots of immortality?" Qiu Chuji helped the man into the courtyard and offered him some spiritual tea, intending to help him sober up. However, the man wandered around the courtyard, pointing at Qiu Chuji's courtyard wall and saying, "To confine yourself to these walls is no different from being imprisoned. You are no immortal!"

Qiu Chuji was not annoyed, but simply asked, "If that's the case, do you know what an immortal is?"

The middle-aged man in white shook his head and said, "The Old Immortal of Nanhua revealed the secrets of heaven in the Lacquer Garden. He uttered lofty theories and spoke of extraordinary things. He found the strangest creature in Qi Xie and talked about the fish in the Northern Sea. I do not know how many thousands of miles it is, but its name is Kun."

"Transforming into a great roc, its essence solidified into a pure embryo. Shedding its mane and fins on an island, it spreads its feathers at the heavenly gate. It sweeps across the spring streams of the Bohai Sea, and basks in the morning sun of Fusang. Its brilliance shines throughout the universe, and it soars over Kunlun. With a single drumbeat and a single dance, smoke and dust settle. The Five Sacred Mountains tremble, and the hundred rivers rush and collapse."

Having said that, he spread his arms wide and shouted, "Immortals should be free, like the roc in the sky and the kun in the vast sea, soaring through the nine heavens and roaming the four seas..."

Qiu Chuji looked at the middle-aged man in white in front of him and understood his identity.

Li Bai!

A contradictory yet naive romantic.

"In that case, I am indeed not worthy of being called an immortal."

"However, the fact that you have come here means that there is some fate between us. I have some classic texts on seeking immortality here, which I can lend to you. Why don't you copy this poem and leave it here with me as an exchange?" Qiu Chuji asked Li Bai.

Li Bai laughed heartily: "What's so difficult about that! Bring me brush and ink!"

Qiu Chuji waved his hand, and brush, ink, paper, and inkstone all appeared in front of Li Bai, landing right next to his hand.

If Li Bai were sober, upon seeing such a person, he would have realized long ago that he had encountered a truly accomplished cultivator. Unfortunately, he was currently drunk and could not distinguish between illusion and reality, so he did not think much of it and simply picked up his brush and began to write on the paper.

Then you leap from the thick earth, revealing the vast sky. Stretching across the layers of heaven, bursting forth from the deep sea... Suddenly you soar and turn, and the rosy clouds disperse and the mist dissipates.

After writing a passage, Li Bai seemed unable to resist the effects of his drunkenness and stopped writing. He lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Qiu Chuji carefully pulled out the paper, flicked it in his hand, and then reattached the new bait to the fishing hook.

Looking at Li Bai again, his figure was gradually fading away, as if he were about to leave.

"Did he not come in his real body, but merely dreamt of it?" Qiu Chuji was not surprised.

The void where this small world is located is not a certain place in the starry sky in the conventional sense, but an 'unknown' depth where reality, illusion, dreams, starry sky, and the world of all heavens overlap. It is so far away that it is unreachable, and those without affinity can never set foot here. Yet it is so close that it is within reach, and one can push open the door and enter. Those with affinity come by chance.

Therefore, some of the guests who come to Qiu Chuji are his real body, some are projections of his primordial spirit, and some are just dreaming of a dream.

Those who have achieved success in their cultivation can take advantage of a chance to visit again, but some people, because they lack cultivation and fail to seize the opportunity, will never have the chance to enter this mysterious Void Taoist Temple again after this one visit.

"You gave me half a poem, so I will give you half a sword manual. I hope that one day you can wield your sword and break through the Heavenly Gate, and see for yourself whether the celestial beings are as you imagine them to be." Qiu Chuji sent a thought into Li Bai's dream, and then saw him completely disappear from the Taoist temple.

The half-section of the Sword Manual that Qiu Chuji gave to Li Bai was a summary of sword techniques and martial arts cultivation that he had recently come to understand. Based on some of his previous experiences, it did not require much of the primordial energy of heaven and earth. It also contained parts that stirred people's emotions, accumulated faith and worship, and transformed into their own true energy cultivation.

Even if Li Bai's world lacks the primordial energy foundation necessary for cultivation, he could still break through the shackles of the world if he mastered Qiu Chuji's sword manual. However, how far he could go depended entirely on himself.

"Eh! It's here already?" Qiu Chuji reached out and used half of the "Ode to the Great Roc Encountering a Rare Bird" as bait to catch the ball of light, which then landed in Qiu Chuji's palm.

"Great Roc Divine Speed ​​Technique!"

"Huh! The method of circulating Qi in its opening section actually overlaps with the Golden Goose Technique?"

"Is this a cancellation?" Qiu Chuji looked at the ball of light in his hand and, without hesitation, extracted its contents and began to study them carefully.

Soon, he will participate in the massive East Sea battle. This Great Roc Divine Speed ​​Technique has come at just the right time. He can absorb it and integrate it into his own flying technique to increase his speed and agility, and avoid many deadly dangers on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)