Mythology

Chapter 401 I am the only immortal in the world

Yang He sighed deeply, his gaze sweeping over the dilapidated Qianyuan Mountain.

“This place is quite good. Qianyuan Mountain is located in the mountains north of Xishan, and it is not far from Jialiang Water Town. It can be used to set up a Taoist temple.”

It is foreseeable that once the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Daoist Temple is established, it will definitely attract the attention of the higher-ups, so placing it near a town is indeed inappropriate.

Moreover, he had a vague premonition that after the completion of the sect's historical records, a dramatic change might occur in the future Qianyuan Mountain.

"If Taiyi Zhenren doesn't die, Qianyuan Mountain should continue to exist."

With a slight thought, Yang He's Daoist temple suddenly appeared in the sky above Qian Yuan Mountain.

When contained within the body, it is no larger than a peanut, but once it descends into the mortal world, its colossal size of five thousand feet will be revealed.

boom! ! !
The shadows obscured the sky and blocked out the sun.

The giant island broke through the clouds and hung directly above Qianyuan Mountain. It was covered with lush vegetation, and beasts and ghosts were fighting and killing each other.

Countless thick roots extend from the bottom, wriggling and plunging into the endless hell.

That's right.

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field does not only exist in the mortal realm; as long as one is within the range of the Seven Levels of Hell, one can see the floating giant island at a glance.

Yu Zheng looked intoxicated and noticed that the giant island had pavilions and towers.

"It must be the blessed land and grotto-heaven opened up by the immortals in legend. It seems that the Third Ancestor has regained the cultivation of a true immortal and is superior to the mortal world."

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field trembled slightly, and the Twenty-Four Heavens poured forth.

A ring of golden clouds encircled the giant island.

The clouds constantly changed into various strange phenomena, sometimes coalescing into the shape of lotus flowers, and sometimes transforming into flying apsaras dancing, leaving people overwhelmed with their beauty.

Yu Zheng felt a surge of heat in his chest, and in a daze, he sensed the Dao of Heaven.

To be precise, the Heavenly Dao that one faces directly through the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body is the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spirit Root, and the eight-meter-tall Heavenly Dao Tree stands majestically in the center.

Every line on the tree trunk seems to be explaining the ultimate truths of the universe.

The branch bears nine strange flower buds: three are as black as ink, three are as pale as bone, and three are as golden as Buddha's light.

"what?"

Yang He raised an eyebrow, noticing the unusual behavior of the Heavenly Dao Tree in the present world.

Without any warning, a leaf sprouted.

He examined it carefully and realized that the leaves were related to Yu Zheng. Any cultivator who contemplates the Heavenly Dao Tree can give back to it.

If all mortals in the main world revere the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Perhaps the nutrients the Heavenly Tree receives will far exceed our expectations.

"Hehehe." Lai Xin sat slumped, looking up at the Wanhua Heavenly Dao Field, his turbid old eyes filled with tears, his Yang Fire flickering like a candle in the wind.

suddenly.

Lai Xin was stunned by what he saw.

The black flower representing the Yin Ghost Immortal scattered specks of powder, which soon dissipated into the warm breeze of early spring.

One of the monks instinctively stretched out his arm, and the powder quietly fell into his palm.

A flash of inspiration.

The insignificant ghost immortal body merged into the cultivator's body.

"I... I understand! I understand!!!"

The cultivator was overjoyed, because due to his comprehension of the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spiritual Root, Yin energy began to gather continuously, clearly a sign that the Ghost Realm was about to be formed.

Lai Xin was stunned for a moment, and sat there blankly.

As the leader of the Zishi Sect, he understood far better than the other cultivators how prosperous the Chan and Jie sects were three thousand years ago. Although not everyone had the opportunity to become an immortal, there was no need to worry about going astray in cultivation.

It can ensure the coexistence of humans and ghosts, making the ghost realm of utmost importance.

now……

Three thousand years later, have we finally returned to the right track?!
Yang He smiled, not expecting this situation to occur when the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field was released. Now that his immortal body is spread throughout the Great Commander's territory, doesn't that mean that all mortals are his offspring?
"From now on, mortals will have to be completely bound to me in their cultivation." "There's nothing wrong with that."

Yang He was not being pretentious. First of all, he himself had benefited immensely. It was equivalent to countless mortals worshipping an immortal as their ancestor. Their fortunes were intertwined, and their losses were shared.

Secondly, for ordinary people, it's better than becoming an evil spirit.

"The powder of the Ghost Three Flowers can only be passed on to a portion of mortals, who should be more compatible with the Ghost Immortal's body. Once the other three flowers bloom, it should be able to cover more than 40% of mortals."

"hehe."

Yang He suddenly remembered the movie "The Wandering Earth" that he had seen in his previous life.

He currently possesses the basic conditions to wander the mortal realm, making him a legitimate alternative should the mortal realm fall.

"Ugh."

Yang He flashed and landed at the bottom of Qianyuan Mountain.

He walked slowly up the mountain path, buried by time, stepping over the moss-covered stone steps.

The mountain road used to be lined with palaces and pavilions, but now only overgrown weeds remain.

Yang He's gaze swept over the ruins, and the signs of Qian Yuan Mountain's heyday flooded his mind. These were all memories instilled by the background experiences that were generated out of thin air on the character's interface when he created the character.

The spiritual herbs drying outside the alchemy room, the pages of books fluttering in the lecture hall, and the disciples sweating on the training ground have all turned to dust.

When Yang He arrived at the mountaintop, Lai Xin was already barely breathing.

The aging sect leader struggled to his feet and bowed deeply in the most devout manner: "Disciple... Lai Xin pays respects to the Third Ancestor!"

Yang He raised his hand to support Lai Xin, and a wisp of Yin energy entered Lai Xin's body, temporarily suspending his life.

Do you know why Qianyuan Mountain was destroyed?

Lai Xin shook his head blankly: "There is no record in the classics. Three thousand years have passed and the world has changed. The Zishi Sect is just a side sect that has taken over the place."

"Lai Xin, are there any secluded places in the mountains that can be closed off for a long time?"

“There are two places.” Lai Xin raised his head with difficulty. “Yuanshi Pass is buried deep in the mountain and its location is still unknown. The other place is the Taoist temple in Jinguang Cave, which no one can enter to this day.”

Yang He naturally knew about Yuanshi Pass, which was the place where the Taiyi Zhenren secluded himself.

The Dao She (道舍) is a place where true disciples go into seclusion for quiet cultivation.

Yang He opened his eyes and saw that the Golden Light Cave had been reduced to a mortal state, and he could see the many caves within the cave at a glance.

The Taoist temple was located at the end, its heavy bronze doors covered with talismans.

However, most of the talismans have lost their effectiveness. The reason they are still intact is mainly because the bronze door is made of superior yin materials, which cannot be opened by the mortal world after the immortals disappeared.

Yang He peered through the crack in the door, and the interior of the Taoist temple came into view.

The interior was unremarkable, except for a red silk ribbon hanging there, and the cauldron that Taiyi Zhenren had once used to introduce Yang He to the world, which was also placed in a corner.

The red silk ribbon has lost all its spiritual power, after all, Nezha has already become a ghost or god.

While it is called a Taoist temple, it also has some connotations of a cenotaph.

Yang He took the red silk and looked at Lai Xin again, only to find that the latter was already dead.

Lai Xin deliberately cut off his chance of survival, perhaps realizing that Yang He didn't care and understanding that continuing to live would only be an eyesore, so he decided to hand over the Zishi Sect to Yu Zheng.

Yang He summoned the control panel, "Let's finish the historical allusion first."

[Common Things: The Heart Can Cause Murder]

[Related Allusion: "Ghost Slaying Immortals"] Do you wish to consume 10 points of Spirit Vision to enter the allusion world?

"determine."

"Next, we'll go to Qianyuan Mountain."

"Oh right, I also need to obtain the Immaculate Ghost Buddha's method for achieving immortality."

"Buddhism should come knocking on my door. I'll play the role of the Three Corpses Taoist. It doesn't seem to matter, since everyone knows I have three incarnations anyway."

(End of this chapter)