The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 220 Transferring to another major
Perhaps, after seeing that he had a chance to advance further, the female immortal wanted to deepen their connection. After all, she had been influenced by him since childhood and had suffered greatly in the mortal world, so it was not surprising that she had such thoughts.

However, this behavior is quite a contrast to his usual aloofness and detachment.

The thought flashed through Ding Lin's mind in an instant. He didn't have much time. His top priority was to master the "Great Celestial Immortal Technique." Everything else was trivial.

He naturally wouldn't know that the Five Fairies couldn't remember all of these supplementary texts either. After all, given her status, those texts that others would treasure like precious gems were ones that she could carry with her at will, allowing her to study the corresponding texts as she progressed in her cultivation.

While memorizing in advance may seem like diligence, in reality, without reaching a certain level of understanding and comprehending the meaning, it will consume an unknown amount of time and energy, making it a thankless task.

The Fifth Fairy decided to memorize the classic text in advance only after she obtained the Queen Mother's permission to bestow the "Celestial Immortal Manual" upon Ding Lin. Originally, she should have been the one to come to the Peach Garden, but for some reason, the task was assigned to the Seventh Fairy.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, my granddaughter, that I was born into poverty and only managed to cultivate to where I am today by sheer luck. I've only skimmed through this 'Celestial Immortal Manual' once, and I can only understand less than one or two hundred percent of it," Ding Lin said with a wry smile.

“Then let’s start from the beginning, Brother Jin. Tell me what you don’t understand, and I will recite the explanation,” said the Fifth Fairy.

"Thank you, granddaughter." Ding Lin's face showed gratitude.

“What does ‘Original Path’ mean?” Ding Lin asked.

"The Dao covers the heavens and the earth, encompasses the four directions, and reaches the eight extremes. It is immeasurably high and unfathomably deep. It envelops heaven and earth and bestows the formless..." the five fairies recited.

“What does ‘astronomy’ mean?” Ding Lin asked again.

"Before heaven and earth took shape, they were vast and boundless, hence the name Tai Zhao (Great Illumination). The Dao begins in the void, from which the universe arises, and from the universe comes life. This life has its limits; the pure and yang, thin and ethereal, becomes heaven, while the heavy and turbid, solidified and stagnant, becomes earth. The union of the pure and subtle is easy, while the solidification and exhaustion of the heavy and turbid are difficult. Therefore, heaven was formed first, and earth was established later. The essence of heaven and earth is yin and yang, and the essence of yin and yang is the four seasons, and the dispersion of the four seasons..."

The translation and annotations, though only two words long, are several thousand words long. Although they are still obscure and difficult to understand, they are at least more substantial than those two vague words.

As Ding Lin listened, his inner power surged, his spiritual platform rose, and the three unnamed dantian merged into one, evolving into a round heaven and a square earth. His golden core flew out, transforming into a blazing sun, hanging infinitely high. The few drops of liquefied power flowed gently, gathering into a lake. On the shore, a green lotus swayed, and in the distance, a mound rose up, revealing a piece of gray, decaying wood with its bark peeled away, and a few new buds standing tall in the wind...

Like a dream...

Ding Lin silently contemplated, and indeed, when one reaches a certain level, some things become natural. He was immersed in it, silently experiencing...

……

When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

Ding Lin was startled. Although his position as the land deity of the Cold Pool was a sinecure, he still had to deliver water to the pool every day. And now, judging from the height of the sun, he had obviously missed the appointed time.

“Brother Jin, I have already handed over the water to the pool for you.” The voice of the Seven Fairies rang out, and Ding Lin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked her, but his doubts increased. Before he could even speak, the Seven Fairies knew what he was thinking. They knew him too well.

"How many days have I been cultivating?" Ding Lin asked again.

“It’s only been a day and a night,” the Fifth Fairy said, then praised, “Brother Jin, you now possess nine thousand years of cultivation, and your aptitude and understanding are truly extraordinary. Back then, when we sisters alone grasped the meaning of this opening chapter and were able to ‘enter the spirit platform with qi,’ even the third sister, who had the best aptitude, took three months. At this rate, you will be able to master the ‘Celestial Immortal Technique’ in just a few years.”

Ding Lin looked at the 'Seventh Fairy,' whose gaze was pure and smiling, clearly genuinely happy for him. For a moment, her brows didn't furrow, and since sisters naturally share some resemblance, Ding Lin even felt that the 'Seventh Fairy' looked eight parts like the Fifth Fairy. "However, Brother Jin, what you're pursuing now shouldn't be limited to the 'Celestial Immortal Technique.' Even if you cultivate the 'Celestial Immortal Technique' to its fullest extent, you'll only reach the eighth level of cultivation. While that's still extraordinary, it's nothing compared to the 'Great Celestial Immortal Technique,' which reaches the ninth level. Brother Jin, the preface was written by my maternal grandfather, without any compromise. Mastering the 'Great Celestial Immortal Technique' will allow you to push your magical power and divine soul to their limits, laying the most solid foundation in the mortal realm and paving a smooth path to immortality!" the Fifth Fairy added earnestly.

Ding Lin listened attentively, and the thought that had just flashed through his mind was quickly banished from his thoughts.

"Thank you, granddaughter," Ding Lin said.

"I believe Brother Jin has understood what I said yesterday, so let's continue," said the Fifth Fairy.

“What does ‘时则’ mean?” Ding Lin asked.

"In the first month of spring, the celestial divination point to the direction of Yin, the constellation Shen is in the middle at dusk, and the constellation Wei is in the middle at dawn. Its position is in the east, its day is Jia and Yi, its virtue is wood, its insect is scaly, its sound is Jiao, its musical note is Tai Zu, its number is eight, its taste is sour, and its smell is rancid. Its sacrifice is to the door. The first offering is the spleen. The east wind thaws the ice, hibernating insects begin to stir and awaken, fish carry ice on their backs, otters offer fish as a sacrifice, and wild geese fly north..."

As the sun rises and the moon sets, day and night cycle, in the sea of ​​consciousness, on the lightning-struck wood buried on the hillside, a touch of new green grows in the wind. It seems like only a moment has passed, yet it also seems like a long time has gone by. The tender buds sprout into branches, the branches grow into thick trunks, and then branch out into even more slender twigs...

Like a withered tree that has come back to life in spring, in the blink of an eye, its branches and trunk have become gnarled and twisted, standing tall and spreading like a canopy.

This is a pine tree.

In the blink of an eye, the pine tree was completely knocked down, shattering like a dream.

In the same spot, there is still only that touch of new green...

Ding Lin suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of vicissitude flashing in them.

"Granddaughter, how many days have passed this time?" Ding Lin asked.

"Three days," the fifth fairy replied.

Ding Lin stood up, and the demonic energy within his body circulated on its own. Only then did he realize that, unknowingly, some of the originally powerful and heavy demonic energy in his meridians, which was like a surging black river, had changed in nature.

The vast majority of the demonic energy remained the same as before: thick and surging, yet lifeless. It was usually lazy and motionless, only flowing when driven by willpower.

However, a very small number of them seemed to have developed intelligence. They moved through the black water without needing any commands, flowing continuously, like a clear and lively stream.

Ding Lin sensed the change in the demonic energy, stretched out his hands, and two streams of demonic energy emerged from his palms. One was a transparent, twisting, and swaying energy, which did not reveal itself.

The other one suddenly flashed a bright red light in the darkness, revealing its bloodthirsty nature and blatant malice.

The five fairies only stared at the transparent flame in Ding Lin's left palm.

"This is... the nature of the demonic energy within my body has begun to change..."

(End of this chapter)