Mythology

Chapter 355 You Will Revive the Twelve Golden Immortals

The sky and earth suddenly distorted, and the vast ocean seemed about to crash down from mid-air at any moment.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood atop the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, while the Primordial Heavenly Lord's eyes were scattered across the ground, their invisible battle completely unseen by the naked eye.

Rumble.

Amidst the muffled tremors of the earth's veins, the twelve mountains slowly advanced.

The placenta covered the mountains, and dark blue veins pulsated with a strange rhythm. Upon closer inspection, the mountains contained the remains of ten thousand soldiers.

Their eyes were hollow, and they were striking the rock face with bronze chisels.

The Seven Immortals realized that even if the Twelve Golden Immortals reshaped their bodies and souls, the magic array formed by the mountains alone could cause the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array to collapse.

"Formation!"

"Stop the Twelve Golden Immortals from getting close!!"

The roar of the dragon-headed immortal shattered the clouds. The seven attendant immortals simultaneously made hand seals, each with their own unique supernatural powers, but their yin energy formed a giant millstone that roared away.

They were bleeding from their mouths and noses, already severely injured by the influence of the saint.

He then pulled out a handful of Dao seeds from his pocket and swallowed them whole.

Click click click.

The sounds of bones cracking were incessant. The seven fairies grew coral branches, their hair transformed into clusters of crimson crystals, and their skin was covered with glass-like armor.

In the blink of an eye, they seemed to merge into the temple, their branches forming a sky-covering barrier.

“We are targeting Dao Xing Tianzun in the southeast corner. If even one of the Twelve Golden Immortals has their physical body destroyed, the magic array will have a fatal flaw.”

As Jin Guangxian spoke, he pointed his finger, and all the disciples who had previously become his disciples died, while hundreds of Dao Seeds fell into his palm.

The other attendant immortals followed suit, using the Dao seed to resist the sage's remaining power.

Fellow practitioners.

Lingya Xian hesitated before speaking: "I recognize the Taoist who was personally protected by Yuanshi Tianzun. He is Shen Gongbao of the Chan Sect. Although he is a mortal, he has already achieved the body of a ghost immortal and should not be underestimated."

Wu Yunxian nodded, "Indeed, it is very likely a backup plan of Yuanshi Tianzun."

“Junior Brother Lingya, you are to find this person, but you will only have five days.”

"can."

Lingya Xian nodded and transformed into a streak of light, darting through the streets and alleys.

With a deep breath, the elephant's trunk released a flood of scents into its mind. This supernatural ability allowed it to vaguely sense Yang He's presence, as the latter's soul had inevitably been tainted after possessing the elephant-headed Taoist.

"Found you..."

"kindness?"

Lingya Xian was completely taken aback. Just as she was about to lock onto Yang He, the scent disappeared.

"Who is it? Their cultivation seems to be above that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal?"

"It's either Daoist Ran Deng or the Antarctic Immortal. No, I alone am powerless to contend with them. Only the four disciples can come in person."

Lingya Xian tried to communicate with his four disciples, but received no response.

.........

at the same time.

A bungalow near the mansion, its eaves hung with lanterns.

The lanterns emitted a dazzling array of colors, standing out starkly in Jiuqu Town, yet they failed to attract the attention of the seven fairy attendants.

The interior was furnished like a Buddhist shrine, with a faceless Buddha statue on the central altar.

Three sticks of incense burned slowly.

Snapped.

The faceless Buddha statue shattered into pieces, and a wisp of yin energy emerged, transforming in a few breaths into a half-illusory, half-real figure with an ever-changing expression.

"That old cunning bastard Ran Deng deliberately sealed my hidden Yin energy here."

"wrong."

Yang He glanced at the lanterns. Although the karmic fire could conceal his aura, it couldn't trap him at all, and he could leave at any time.

"You mean a secluded room specially prepared for me?"

He arrived at the door, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

The seven attendant immortals would immediately sense something amiss if they stepped outside the Buddhist hall; only by staying here could they ensure they would remain undisturbed. "What a clever self-imposed prison."

Yang He noticed that the incense burner was also a low-grade spiritual treasure that could stabilize the mind, and that the actions of the Burning Lamp Taoist were like feeding lambs to the slaughter.

"Think you can control me? Looks like I'll have to give you a big gift."

He chuckled and then sat cross-legged in front of the incense burner.

As he exhaled and exhaled yin energy, twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls landed in his palm.

The incense offerings grew increasingly strong.

Yang He seemed to hear a voice constantly whispering in his ear, implying that after refining the Twenty-Four Heavens, he could ascend to immortality and attain enlightenment in broad daylight.

"That old fox is still afraid I'll do something reckless, so he's resorting to all sorts of underhanded tricks."

Yang He followed the trend and visualized the Tongtian Sect Master. He felt all sorts of strangely shaped reefs flash through his mind, and coral branches sprouted from his body again, causing his breathing to become disordered.

He guided his energy into the Dinghai Pearl, and a roar resounded within, as if it were nurturing a world.

Refining the Twenty-Four Heavens was not troublesome; in fact, because the panel offset some of the sage's residual power, the backlash was relatively mild.

A fleeting glimpse.

Yang He's lips curled up; the spying must have come from Daoist Ran Deng.

"Besides Ran Deng, we also need to be wary of Duo Bao Dao Ren from the Jie Sect."

He didn't remember whether Duobao Daoren had joined Buddhism, but it seemed to be mentioned in the original work that Duobao worshipped Shakyamuni in the West.

It involves the Western Shakyamuni, at least one Buddha.

"On the surface, it is a struggle between the Chan and Jie schools of Buddhism, but in reality, Buddhism should also be included, although Buddhism today is purely parasitic."

Yang He pretended not to know, but in reality he was organizing the two schools of thought he had come to understand.

The True Secret Record of the Five Directions Mysterious Light Cave is applicable to the Five-Colored Divine Light. Its contents are extremely complicated. Even if one has thoroughly understood it, one still needs to carefully read it several times to ensure that there will be no mistakes during cultivation.

"Unfortunately, it's not suitable to start yet. The main world is on the verge of a heavenly tribulation, and the world of legends is trapped in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. Let's talk about it after the Nine Turns Ghost is over."

The other lineage has an extraordinary origin, stemming directly from the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

It's called "Fairy Skin".

The Immortal Skin is not a ghost-raising supernatural power in the conventional sense; the entire record is about how to fill the skins of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The materials used are naturally twelve mountains.

“The Celestial Venerable of Primordial Beginning truly thinks highly of me.”

"What merit do I possess to help the Twelve Golden Immortals rebuild their bodies and souls?"

Yang He sighed inwardly. Even if he didn't fill the bodies of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yuanshi Tianzun might not necessarily lose to Tongtian Jiaozhu.

But there must be some vested interests involved.

He looked helpless. His divine sense swept over his internal organs, and a wisp of blue light flickered in his heart, which was the aura of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Yuanshi Tianzun not only imparted the Daoist lineage, but also refined the coral branches into azure light.

【Qing Qi】

[This was a wisp of the soul and aura of the Tongtian Sect Master, containing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which was later suppressed by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and remained within his disciple's body.]

Yang He could only sense the Shangqing Qi, but could not touch it. However, he had a feeling that it would greatly benefit all immortal bodies.

"Completing the Immortal Skin should grant access to the Pure Qi of the Upper Realm, but it's difficult."

"However, the conflict between the Chan and Jie schools feels somewhat inexplicable."

Yang He knew that the Investiture of the Gods was a way to appease the Heavenly Court, but why did it require the appearance of a sage? And why did the sage actually get so angry because of it?

"It's probably some kind of trick by the Heavenly Court. Playing the role of Journey to the West should reveal the truth. Investiture of the Gods is just the tip of the iceberg."

As Yang He pondered the two Daoist traditions, the golden light of each Sea-Stabilizing Pearl subsided, and the refinement of the Immortal Court was beginning to take shape, taking no more than three days.

He deliberately dispersed the Yin energy and returned to the main world.

Life appears and disappears intermittently.

Yang He returned to the world of the legend, with twelve more Sea-Stabilizing Pearls appearing in his palm.

"The aura of Shangqing cannot be taken back; it is beyond my control."

(End of this chapter)