Mythology

Chapter 470 Achieving the Great Luo Golden Immortal (Part 2 Combined)

Jiang Qi was wearing a faded Taoist robe with frayed edges on the cuffs, but it was clean inside and out, and a long sword hung on his back.

Her hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, most of it already as white as snow, with a few strands of silver hanging down her cheeks, glistening in the sunlight.

After more than three hundred years of cultivation, he reached the perfection of the Hunyuan Realm.

Twelve hundred years after the end of the Investiture of the Gods, there are almost no immortals or Buddhas in the mortal world now, only the local earth gods enshrined in temples.

The Primordial Chaos Realm can indeed be called a terrestrial immortal.

Jiang Qi received a message from an immortal in a dream ten years ago. He originally planned to find a secluded place to break through to the third realm of tribulation, but upon learning that the immortal was about to emerge from seclusion, he rushed over without stopping.

He had prepared himself mentally, but he was still terrified by the faint aura emanating from the valley, and his Taoist robe was soaked with sweat.

"wrong!"

Jiang Qi raised an eyebrow and spat out a smear of crimson blood.

The crimson light pierced into the scabbard on his back, and with a crisp clang, the flying sword was drawn, transforming into a crimson, cold light that hovered three inches above his head.

"demon?!!"

"That's right, it's a powerful demon! How could it appear in an immortal's cave?!"

Jiang Qi couldn't help but feel uneasy. Could it be that a powerful demon had broken into the immortal's cave while he was in seclusion? Wouldn't the immortal be in danger?

He took a few steps forward, trying to step into the valley.

Rumble.

The yin energy manifested as a tornado, uprooting vegetation and accompanied by roars.

Jiang Qi felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't hesitate to fly on his sword, wanting to get a glimpse of the cave from the eye of the tornado and confirm the immortal's condition.

As soon as he passed through the clouds, the scene that came into view sent chills down his spine.

There are powerful demons in the valley, and more than one of them!!

Roar! ! !
A massive tiger head roared to the sky, breaking through the tornado, its colorful patterns unfolding. The thirty-foot-tall demonic body stood upright, its claws tearing through the thunderclouds.

With a single swallow, the heavenly lightning disappeared into the tiger's belly.

"Become an immortal?" Jiang Qi was incredulous. Great demons capable of becoming immortals were extremely rare. Now, the Central Plains was guarded by the local earth god, and most of the great demons with slightly deeper cultivation had already left the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

call! !

Deer Power's four hooves pounded the air, and its white jade antlers radiated countless rays of light. Every bolt of lightning that struck was neutralized by the yin and yang energies swirling around the tips of its antlers.

The sheep's back was covered with Tai Chi patterns. Before the tribulation of lightning struck, it was lifted up by pure energy and nourished itself, as if it were demonstrating some kind of profound truth.

"Three demons...became immortals?"

Jiang Qi remembered that since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there had never been a disaster of large numbers of ordinary people being eaten.

A three-headed demon immortal? It would require the lives of at least millions of mortals to nourish it.

"seem……"

Jiang Qi suddenly noticed that the three demons had not undergone any obvious mutations and maintained their animal heads and human bodies, which meant that they most likely had not eaten humans.

Before I could think about it, the thick fog that enveloped the valley gradually dissipated.

Jiang Qi retreated several steps, and tens of thousands of human-faced peaches emerged from the soil, surging towards the center of the valley, a truly terrifying sight.

The stench emanating from the three demons made the valley resemble a demon's lair.

He disregarded his panic and quickly locked his gaze on a figure.

Yang He sat cross-legged without moving, using his divine sense to activate the Treasure Bone Mausoleum to collect the Human-Faced Peach. Jiang Qi, being somewhat knowledgeable, was able to discern the mystery of the Treasure Bone Mausoleum.

The Precious Bone Mausoleum shimmered with light, and twenty-one precious restrictions were faintly visible.

"Back."

The treasure bone marrow drilled into Yang He's spine. The nine layers of the treasure's restriction were one level, and five hundred years of refinement had allowed the innate treasure to achieve two levels.

The number of human-faced peaches has reached 100,000.

As a result, most of the Yin energy accumulated earlier has been used up, but it doesn't matter, since the Myriad Transformations Dojo is there, so the resources are practically unlimited.

Apart from the Precious Bone Tomb, the other two treasures are also progressing rapidly.

After the Eight Trigrams Furnace burned away the bones of the permanent characters, the treasure's restrictions now numbered fifty-seven, advancing from the third to the sixth level, and the power of the Six Ding Divine Fire within it also increased significantly.

The three-legged cauldron was slightly inferior, barely managing to gather nine acquired treasure restrictions.

"Well."

The moment Yang He opened his eyes, Jiang Qi seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood surging around him, with countless souls wailing in agony.

The three demons successfully ascended to immortality, regained their normal human size, and knelt respectfully before Yang He.

Jiang Qi gasped. This... this is no immortal.

It is clearly an ancient demon descended to earth.

Without hesitation, he released his flying sword and fled in the opposite direction. A flash of cold light passed by, and then the sword broke in two.

puff.

Jiang Qi coughed up blood. His natal flying sword, let alone injuring Yang He, was swept off its feet by Hu Li's tail as soon as it came within half a meter.

"You dare to think I'm not strong enough?"

Tiger Power's eyes widened, and he was about to make a move when Sheep Power stopped him.

"Junior brother, don't act rashly. The three of us are disciples of immortals, and we should naturally have the demeanor of disciples of immortals. Besides, Master has not yet given the order."

"That's what senior brother taught me."

Hu Li bowed and nodded, then performed a Taoist salute, an action that surprised Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi never imagined that a demon could restrain its emotions and even bow, as if it were a Taoist priest who had cultivated for many years.

“Jiang Qi, I am the one who summoned you. You stumbled into my secluded place even earlier than those three demons.”

Yang He nodded, and Jiang Qi felt a warm current stop his injuries, but the damage to his natal flying sword still severely damaged his foundation.

Jiang Qi snapped out of his daze and stared at the three demons in astonishment.

Doesn't this mean that the three demons, having only been disciples of the immortals for three or four hundred years, have already successfully become immortals, an encounter far beyond imagination?

If I hadn't left then, and had chosen to stay in the cave instead...

Jiang Qi's Dao heart was only unbalanced for a moment, but he quickly abandoned his distracting thoughts. There are no "what ifs" in this world; if I gain it, I am fortunate; if I lose it, it is my fate.

He gently stroked the scabbard on his back. Compared to his natal flying sword, the scabbard was more suitable for entrusting his supernatural powers. Although his natal flying sword had been with him for more than two hundred years, it was made of inferior material, so it was not a bad thing for it to break.

Yang He couldn't help but show his admiration, thinking, "He truly is a tough guy who has the script of Lü Dongbin."

The three demons were able to become immortals mainly because they had an unlimited supply of resources, and their Heavenly Demon bodies had already laid the foundation. Three hundred years is neither a long nor a short time.

Jiang Qi was different; he had nothing and yet was born into the Primordial Chaos Realm.

It should be noted that the amount of yin energy in the mortal realm is now significantly decreasing, likely because demons and evil spirits are in control, but the Tang Dynasty remains peaceful.

As Yang He scrutinized Jiang Qi for a moment, a wisp of life force from the spirit within Jiang Qi's weapon disappeared into the sword sheath.

One cannot establish a new realm without breaking through the old; I am only one opportunity away from reaching the Void Realm.

“Indeed, your sword control technique reminds me of an old friend, Master Yu Ding.”

Jiang Qi held the sword sheath with both hands, his apprehension lessening somewhat. "The lineage does indeed originate from True Man Yu Ding. I found it in a mountain, along with a broken jade slip."

"May I have a look?"

Yang He hesitated when he saw Jiang Qi, then continued, "Back then, I became a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. Yuding Zhenren was my senior master, but I haven't seen him for a long time since he passed away."

He added, "Jiang Ziya is my senior uncle, otherwise you wouldn't have made such a fuss about my corpse."

Jiang Qi chuckled a few times and handed the remaining third of the iron sheet to Yang He.

After receiving the document, Yang He scanned it with his divine sense and quickly read through the few words. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly. According to the information left by Jade Cauldron Immortal, it was very likely that he had already entered reincarnation.

It has been 1,200 years since the Investiture of the Gods ended.

It's likely that Master Yuding is lost in the process of reincarnation.

"Immortal, you may keep it. This item is useless to this disciple."

After getting to know Jiang Qi, he had become more convinced of his abilities.

Besides, if Yang He really wanted to kill him, there was no need for any deceit or trickery.

Yang He accepted it without hesitation, saying he'd give it to Yang Jian later, who might be able to find the Jade Cauldron Immortal from countless past lives.

"How about this, I'll give you something in return."

Jiang Qi called himself a disciple in front of Yang He, but he was actually a disciple of Jiang Ziya. Yang He had a personal quirk and preferred to take on oddly shaped guys as disciples. He found demons and monsters more and more pleasing to the eye.

Yang He took out a jade box, and when he opened it, a copper coin sword was revealed.

"This is a flying sword that I once wielded. I have been refining it for many years without stopping, and it is now a mid-grade Yin treasure. I will give it to you."

The copper coin sword is not very useful to Yang He. Even if he advances, it will only be a post-natal treasure. He doesn't have the energy to refine four or five treasures at the same time.

"This disciple has decided to use the sword sheath to re-enter the path of the sword..."

"go."

Yang He did not give Jiang Qi a chance to refuse.

Just kidding. Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, is now showing his talent. It won't be long before he soars to great heights.

Invest early, and you'll gain another network of contacts in the future.

The copper coin sword slid into the scabbard without any forging; the two had already become one, and immediately blood vessels and veins appeared on the surface of the scabbard.

Jiang Qi opened his mouth wide and discovered that even the artifact spirit inside his body had turned into flesh and blood.

He tried to infuse yin energy, and his heart began to pound wildly.

The scabbard writhed, and a flying sword resembling a maggot crawled out. As soon as it reached the outside world, it stirred up ripples in the air.

"Indeed, this is the kind of flying sword a real man should wield."

Yang He nodded in satisfaction. What difference was there between that needle-like sword glint and that effeminate manner? A real man shouldn't be bothered by such trivialities. *Whoosh*

The flying sword spread its wings and flashed, and after Jiang Qi infused it with his divine sense, it grew twelve pairs of compound eyes.

Jiang Qi hesitated, but his new natal artifact, aside from being a little strange, far surpassed the ordinary in every aspect. Once the connection between the artifact spirit and the scabbard deepened, it should be able to be upgraded to a superior Yin treasure.

He couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he said, "Thank you, Immortal."

"Jiang Qi, shouldn't my missing body be in Chang'an?"

"Yes, it is enshrined in the Great Buddha Temple."

Yang He straightened his back and said quietly, "Come with me to Chang'an."

Jiang Qi volunteered, saying, "Immortal, it will only take me ten days to travel to and from Chang'an. The body will be delivered to you immediately."

"you sure?"

Jiang Qi explained, "Immortal, you may not know this, but nowadays there are no immortals or Buddhas entering the mortal world, and those at the Hunyuan Realm are extremely rare. As long as I step forward, there will be no obstacles."

Yang He did not reply, but turned to look at the three demons, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Now that you, sheep, deer, and tiger, have become immortals, it is time for you to head west."

Upon hearing this, the three demons immediately knelt down.

With tears in his eyes, Hu Li said in a rough voice, "Master, your disciple will certainly live up to your expectations."

Yang He shook his head and chuckled, "That mountain might be called Five Finger Mountain, or it might be called Two Realms Mountain. It is very likely the border between Southern Jambudvipa and Western Niuhezhou. The eastern half belongs to the Tang Dynasty, and the western half belongs to the Tatars. It shouldn't be hard to find."

"The disciple understands."

Yang He had not read Investiture of the Gods in his previous life, but he had read the original Journey to the West. After reaching a higher level of understanding, the relevant memories had flooded back to him.

"Remember, when you travel, never mention my name, especially if you encounter any Buddhist monks..."

Lu Li eagerly replied, "I will definitely avenge my senior brother!"

Yang He's lips twitched: "What I mean is, try to avoid Buddhist people if you encounter them. If you really can't, fight if you can, and run if you can't."

The three demons looked at each other, then bowed and agreed.

"Go."

As soon as Yang He finished speaking, the three demons crashed heavily into a deep pit, then summoned a demonic wind and disappeared into the horizon. Once they left the valley, their presence vanished without a trace.

He took out a jar of wine and poured it down his throat, then pointed to the dilapidated temple in the distance, which the three demons had built for themselves in their spare time.

"Jiang Qi, do you think this mortal world can be considered peaceful?"

Jiang Qi was still basking in the joy of the bottleneck loosening when he heard this and was taken aback: "Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the people have lived in peace and prosperity, and demons have rarely caused trouble. It should be considered a peaceful and prosperous era."

"Is that so?" Yang He's lips curled up slightly. "Then go and take a look at that temple."

The wooden house was dilapidated and drafty, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Although Jiang Qi had some doubts, he still respectfully replied, "Disciple obeys."

With just half a step, he crossed the valley and entered the temple.

Immediately afterwards, a chill ran down my spine.

It was noon, but the room was chilly and cold.

Jiang Qi subconsciously gripped the sword sheath and slowly stepped forward. The clay sculpture of Yang He enshrined in the temple already bore a striking resemblance to him.

"strangeness."

He looked around. The incense table was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the air was gloomy. With the three-headed demon immortal present, it was impossible for evil spirits to breed in the valley.

But just as Jiang Qi's gaze swept across the corner...

call.

A warm breeze suddenly came from behind my ear, as if someone was breathing close to my neck.

"who?!!"

Jiang Qi turned around abruptly, the insect-shaped flying sword in its sheath buzzing as if about to be unleashed, but the sight before him made his blood freeze.

The mutilated body of a monk was found hanging from the roof beam at some unknown time.

His robe was tattered, revealing his bare bones, but his face was flawless. His neck was deformed by the hemp rope, swaying gently in the breeze.

When Jiang Qi looked up, the corpse opened its empty eye sockets!

"Amitabha."

The hoarse Buddhist chant rang out, and before Jiang Qi could react, he felt a tightness around his neck. He didn't know when a rope had been put around his neck!
A feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed Jiang Qi, and he struggled desperately.

The monk's corpse was climbing down the rope, its rotting fingers almost touching its ankles.

"Eat me, eat me, eat me!!!"

The monk opened his dark, gaping mouth, revealing a sinister smile. All his teeth had been pulled out, his tongue was peeled off, and his nasal cavity had been cut open, resembling the head of an animal being handled during a sacrifice.

Jiang Qi realized that the other party actually wanted him to take the place of hanging himself!

boom! ! !
Yang He remained indifferent outside. Half a year ago, he noticed something strange happening at the temple and decided to have Jiang Qi investigate. However, he never expected that a corpse of Jin Chanzi would appear out of nowhere.

"Not a single person can enter the temple?"

"Could triggering the taboo that one must not enter the temple allow one to obtain Tang Sanzang's flesh?"

"Are you kidding me? Wouldn't that mean the whole world could share the spoils? Is the story about Tang Sanzang really that sinister?"

The temple collapsed, and Jiang Qi, looking somewhat disheveled, carried out carrying a corpse.

"How is it?" Yang He asked.

Jiang Qi's face was grim, his brows sharp with anger. He had thought Buddhism was a religion that could heal the sick and save lives, which was why he had chosen to allow the temple to be built.

"What on earth is Buddhism up to? Are they...are they using temples to raise ghosts?!"

"This thing is not a ghost; it is the elixir of immortality, the elixir of becoming an immortal, and a medium with great supernatural powers."

Jiang Qi opened his mouth wide, realizing that Yang He was not joking.

If I just take it, I might directly become an immortal and attain enlightenment!
"almost."

Yang He braced himself on the ground with both arms, then transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being, exerting all his strength in one go. The violent commotion he created interrupted Jiang Qi's thoughts.

"It's time to go to Chang'an and see what exactly the Paradise is planning."

Rumble.

Yang He's body seemed to be rooted to the ground, causing the mountains to tremble.

boom.

One arm was barely raised, and the resulting gale-force winds made the sky cloudless.

Jiang Qi squinted subconsciously. The blinding sunlight shone into the valley, and the surrounding mountains had been leveled. The valley no longer existed.

"What incredible power this is!!"

Three large banners appeared behind Yang He: the Corpse Banner, the Puppet Banner, and the Fu Banner, fluttering in the wind.

The fourth Nuo flag slowly took shape.

He hadn't cultivated the Great Nuo Transformation Immortal Technique because he was stuck at a bottleneck. Now that he had a 70% grasp of it, it was time for him to become a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Under Jiang Qi's watchful gaze, the Myriad Transformations Dojo suddenly unfolded.

The raging waves surged endlessly, with a continuous stretch of islands in the center. Pavilions and towers appeared and disappeared among the clouds, and Mount Qianyuan soared straight into the sky. Outside the city, in the tens of thousands of acres of fertile fields, countless evil spirits with blue faces and fangs disguised as Taoist boys were diligently working.

Yang He suffered repeated limb fractures, enduring unparalleled pressure.

The roots of the Heavenly Tree have begun to rot and spread.

Yang He remained calm and focused intently on the fourth Nuo flag. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the myriad transformations of the Daoist temple became increasingly real.

puff.

A fourth head grew out, followed by an arm belonging to the demon leader.

The sound of bones clashing emanated from Yang He's body. The Nuo flag was completely intact, with a mysterious character '孽' (nie) engraved on its surface, representing the Yellow-Eyebrowed King.

At the same time, he also met the Yellow-Eyebrowed King in the Ruins of Guixu two thousand years later.

It was a fleshy egg, no, judging by its size, it would be more accurate to call it a fleshy planet, its surface inlaid with various biological tissues.

Claws, fish scales, animal hair, bird beaks, insect limbs...

The Yellow-Eyebrowed King has no fixed form; every inch of his flesh devours itself. Not long ago, it was covered in fingers, but soon it turned into hooves, fins, and limbs, eventually merging back into its eternal original form.

Simply by staring, one can question the very definition of life.

Yang He opened his eyes, and all the strange phenomena stopped abruptly. He looked at Jiang Qi and said, "I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you another Taoist robe."

He tossed the leather robe to Jiang Qi.

Yang He took a few steps forward, his whole body bursting with golden light, which then subsided again after a moment, and the Twenty-Four Heavens transformed into a pure white Taoist robe draped over his body.

He opened his palm, and the Drunken Immortal Cave transformed into a wine gourd that landed in his hand.

Gulu.

Yang He drank the thousand-pound wine with gusto, the steam rising from it.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal has been achieved!!!

The Transformation Immortal Technique has now become part of the Heavenly Dao Rules of the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, specifically manifested in the ability of the Cave Heaven Immortal Court to transform into minor supernatural powers.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Drunken Immortal Cave is just a gourd for drinking in the outside world.

However, once inside the temple, Yang He could pour out an endless sea of ​​wine through the Drunken Immortal Cave.

Transform into an immortal.

I am the only immortal in the temple.

(End of this chapter)