From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 266 The Heart Fasting Passes By, Thunder Stirs

In the darkness, Little Black True Lord's sleeves fluttered as he looked up at the sky. A golden piece of paper drifted down and landed in his hand.

The latest version of the Divine Immortals Register.

On the road to Qingnang Mountain, Old Zhang, holding a broom, stood on the spotless white jade steps, looking up at the dark and deep night sky.

He turned to look at Little Black True Lord and asked, "Little devil, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Old True Lord...you said that some people are already the supreme rulers of the world. In order to maintain their status, what should be done?"

Little Black True Lord uttered a question that was neither male nor female, and in its small hands it held a divine manual of unknown origin, gently rubbing it.

Many people believe that the Immortals' Ranking is a power ranking, but no major power has the time or ability to monitor all the low-level cultivators in the world and undertake such a massive project day and night.

Bai Jintong, the little fox from Qingqiu, believed this was a list of probabilities related to Tao Hongchen. She knew a little more, but not enough. Some secrets, Bai Cao Zhenjun and Zhao Zhenjun would not reveal to their juniors.

In fact, this is a "death" list that fell from the sky for the great and powerful.

In the eyes of all the True Lords and Great Beings, this is a list of threats and hidden dangers that need to be eliminated, and a list of "geniuses to become immortals" that can be nipped in the bud if necessary...

"No one would pass up a chance to become an immortal and leave it for future generations," Old Zhang seemed to murmur. On this land, only those with lofty ambitions and great achievements are qualified to talk about becoming immortals, never any young junior.

The idea of ​​a Heavenly Immortal Seed is acceptable, and so is the idea; but to actually attempt to create one, and if such a possibility were to materialize, would be a capital offense.

Therefore, when Sword Fairy Su Fuyao was trying to obtain the immortal position from Chen Xuan, she was immediately targeted by the Old Sword Lord's killing intent and was ready to kill her at any time; therefore, Nanmian Yu, who was a peerless immortal, was instructed to consume a divine-level immortal pill and embark on a dead end. After failing, he was assigned to the Golden Crow Falling Ground, which was not of a high enough level, as the place to ascend to godhood.

The so-called opportunity is forever just an unattainable fantasy...

Statistically speaking, Shen Jianqing, a beginner-level cultivator, could kill Nan Mian, the number one cultivator on the Immortal Ranking, if he found the "right opportunity." But such a thing would not happen in reality.

"The entire Southern Region's Earth element... is actually not enough to support your ascension to immortality..." Little Black True Monarch said in a low voice. As the Taiyin True Monarch, he knew more than the other True Monarchs.

The entire world of immortals and ghosts is already very barren. The appearance of each immortal in the past meant that a large part of the world's origin was taken away.

As Xiao Hei Zhenjun spoke, he turned his head to look at the distant sky, where wisps of blood-red mist descended from the heavens.

"Xinzaitian, you've arrived..."

Ao Longjun once said that this is the only power in the world that has the potential to use [Tao Hongchen] to defy [Supreme Heaven]. Even a sliver of a chance is still a chance.

Little Black True Monarch happened to know this, just as Chen Xuan killed the Martial Glutton in the Daoist Realm. In the ancient Shan Hai era, the first generation of Xin Zhai had once turned this elusive opportunity into reality.

……

Xinzhaitian: Chen Xuan never expected to appear directly in the sedan chair.

The mourning attendant lifted the curtain, revealing a deathly pale face. His clear, black and white eyes stared at Chen Xuan with cunning and indifference. The air was icy cold, as if winter had arrived.

This is a forbidden being that instantly annihilated the will of a True Monarch. It is related to the ancient Heart Fasting and has not dissipated.
Chen Xuan felt uneasy and was very puzzled. Why was this happening?
"Dust to dust... ashes to ashes..." The mourning child chuckled strangely, his porcelain-white face even more bizarre than Lu Zhuan's baby face, his voice echoing through the blood-red fog.

It reached out a hand, its five fingers like a withered white skull, and pinched towards Chen Xuan's head.

"What grand show are you putting on? I am the living Xinzhai!" Chen Xuan was not afraid at all. He respected all ancient creatures, but when it came to actually fighting, well, let's just do it.

However, he suddenly found himself unable to move, as if he had turned into a clay statue.

"Huh?!" Chen Xuan exclaimed in surprise. What's going on?
In an instant, he realized something.

The Xinzai Jing is indeed problematic!

“The Dao… said… Qing…” The mourning-clad boy’s icy-cold hand fell and slowly stroked Chen Xuan’s face, as if wiping away dust. Its expression was full of fervor, as if it were serving an ancient god.

Is this treating Chen Xuan as the ancient Xinzhai?

Chen Xuan's mind raced. He spent nearly a month studying and practicing the Heart Fasting Sutra, and only when he was absolutely certain did he decide to completely master this flawed sutra.

Moreover, during this period, he had thoroughly studied the errors and omissions in the Xinzhai Sutra. Those "errors and omissions" might be suitable for the ancient Xinzhai, but they were certainly not suitable for him.

Chen Xuan's consciousness was operating at high speed, urging the Heart Fasting Sutra to correct its errors and to operate a new Heart Fasting Sutra so that it perfectly suited him.

"The Dao...says...kill..." Chen Xuan could move again. He clenched his fist slightly, and black-gold light burst forth, dispelling a large amount of blood-red mist!
Immediately afterwards, in this form, countless blood-gold marks intertwined on his body, and human faces emerged from these marks, bearing a striking resemblance to the figures of Huangliang Dream, the Human Emperor Banner, and the Martial Glutton.

"Huh? He's alive?" The mourning boy seemed surprised.

Its porcelain-white face with its eight-character eyebrows furrowed in distress, and then, a pale divine power erupted from its hand, falling towards Chen Xuan's head.

Given the current situation, how could Chen Xuan possibly sit idly by and wait for his doom?

He frantically circulated the Heart Fasting Sutra, and at the same time, the dormant power of the Heart Fasting Sutra was activated. The skin between his eyebrows slid to both sides, and a ferocious vertical pupil squeezed out, emitting a blood-red beam of light.

The boy in mourning clothes had his hand struck and knocked back, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The mourning child screamed, its pale hand shattered, emitting white smoke as if it were on fire, and the wounds rolled down its arm and all over its body. It was so frightened that it staggered back out of the sedan chair.

"This... is not the Immortals' Heart Cleansing, but an invasion by external evil!" The mourning-clad boy exclaimed in shock.

"The new Xinzhai has stolen the Great Karma Technique!" Outside the sedan chair, screams and shouts rose and fell in a chaotic cacophony.

"Has Xinzhai from 100,000 years ago returned?"

"No! This one has even greater comprehension; he has altered the Great Cause and Effect Technique and is currently fighting against Xinzhaitian!"

"..."

"Please let the ghosts possess me!" Chen Xuan activated the new Heart Fasting Sutra, and countless blood-black figures flowed across his body, all roaring angrily and ferociously, like vengeful ghosts.

A figure resembling the Martial Glutton Qin Yu is using a single "Martial Arts Scripture" to activate the Shangyang Secret Technique, which has reached a high level; another figure is like the Cicada King in the Yellow Millet Dream, his feet treading on the waves of the mortal world, with Chen Xuan's past unfolding within the ears of grain; yet another figure waves the Human Emperor Banner, as if a divine emperor has descended upon the world...

"Boom!" Chen Xuan was as if he were surrounded by ten thousand ghosts, his whole body was flowing with blood light. At this moment, he seemed to be a god who had climbed out of the abyss, with a strong killing aura.

"Not good! Don't get entangled with this Daixinzai, retreat!"

With a crash, the sedan chair fell to the ground, followed by a series of chaotic footsteps. The mourning boy and the rest of the evil spirits fled in panic.

Another kind of spiritual power is eroding the spiritual realm, but they are powerless to stop it.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan could move his whole body again. He spread out his hands, and it was indeed a wooden sculpture, but gradually, real flesh and blood began to grow. He walked out of the narrow sedan chair.

The mourning boy, the masked strongman, and the little man banging drums and gongs all fled and disappeared into the thick fog, unwilling to meet Chen Xuan, the outsider.

Chen Xuan walked through the thick fog, with a lone blood-red sun hanging in the sky. The place was utterly silent and deathly still, like the legendary underworld.

He walked on the black earth, amidst broken walls and ruins. He entered a collapsed ancient palace. Was this the deepest palace in Xinzaitian?

Deep within the palace, there stood a massive, black, shady tree that blocked out the sky, but it was already decayed, its branches resembling dead dragons, a truly terrifying sight.

Chen Xuan stopped under the Migu Tree, paused for a moment, and placed his palm on the Migu Tree. Instantly, the entire Migu Tree began to writhe, the earth shook, the Migu Tree collapsed and shrank, turning into a black seed the size of a soybean.

"Xin Zhai wants to take Xin Zhai's belongings!" From the distant fog came a series of panicked screams.

But soon, the screams stopped, as if they had tacitly acknowledged Chen Xuan's outrageous behavior.

Before Chen Xuan, a seed resembling an ear of wheat drifted down, emitting a dim eleven-colored precious light, its surface shimmering with densely packed small runes.

"A Migu Tree...seed...can be planted..." An androgynous voice sounded from behind, and Little Black True Lord had arrived.

Chen Xuan turned his head and looked at the little black true lord floating in the air. He slowly grinned, his eyes raised, revealing a strange smile.

His clothes turned pure black, like the purest malice, forming viscous ink that flowed and dripped, and the ground beneath his feet showed one black circle after another.

"Hmm?" Little Black True Monarch asked in confusion, tilting his hat brim slightly. "Laughing...at what?"

There were no superfluous emotions; within the smile, only pure killing intent soared to the heavens.

"boom!"

In an instant, Chen Xuan threw a punch, and a blood-black fist imprint shot out with great force.

The enormous fist imprint formed from the causal and destiny forces of the Yellow Millet Dream, the Human Emperor Banner, and the Martial Glutton was terrifying and filled the entire sky. It pierced through the body of Little Black True Monarch and reverberated into the distant sky.

Little Black True Monarch's aura suddenly froze, his expression turned ashen, and his black robe turned deathly white.

"Those destined by Heaven shall die!!"

A hoarse, shrill voice echoed through the thick fog, and a scarlet sword light illuminated the heavens and earth, sweeping across the universe as it slashed down.

"boom!"

Chen Xuan's fist imprint was large, but it was far from comparable to the scarlet sword light that was about to split the entire Xinzhai Heaven. However, this fist imprint collided with the sword light.

The two forces of spiritual purification collided and entangled, the crimson sword light far more powerful than the fist light, as if it could slay a True Monarch and destroy the heavens and the earth.

But at this moment, the sword light was like winter snow meeting the blazing sun; under Chen Xuan's fist, it quickly melted and disintegrated, turning into ashes.

"Oh no! They've taken over our nest!"

A crimson fog surged, and figures fled in panic. The mourning-clad boy chose to leave, abandoning his attack on Little Black True Lord.

The old order is gone.

A new heaven has descended.

Little Black True Lord stood tall in the sky, the ashen color on his body slowly fading away, restoring his radiance.

"The Heart-Cleansing Heaven... after decaying, it doesn't have much power... I can dodge it..."

Little Black True Monarch stared at Chen Xuan and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"..."

Chen Xuan suddenly stopped smiling, the demonic power returned to his body, his vertical pupils between his brows closed, and his ferocious face returned to calm.

"Lord Xiao Hei, you understand, Xinzhai is very difficult to control!"

Chen Xuan slowly spoke, explaining that he had just used his fist to block the remaining power left by the Ancient Heart Sect in order to save the Black and White True Lords, which in turn enveloped the Little Black True Lords.

The power of Xinzhai grew stronger and stronger, and became increasingly difficult to control.

“You cannot kill True Lord… Now… do not harbor evil thoughts…” True Lord Xiao Hei said after a moment of silence.

"Yes! I know what I'm doing." Chen Xuan smiled brightly, then bent down and picked up a seed of the Migu tree from the soil.

"nice one."

Chen Xuan put away the seeds of the Migu Tree, and then said to Little Black True Lord with great interest, "Lord Little Black, I can summon Xinzhai Heaven anytime and anywhere, so I can barely be considered half a master. When can we capture a True Lord and kill him?"

"Don't rush..." Little Black True Monarch replied calmly, its hands behind its back, seemingly unchanged, and unharmed by Chen Xuan's punch.

Even with the fourth level of the power of fasting and the great karmic technique of "inviting a ghost to possess the body," it still couldn't cause much harm to a true lord?
at the same time.

In the small underworld where paper money fluttered, a piece of snow-white sleeve was desperately slapping against the blood-red flames on the sleeve. Sparse white smoke appeared, melting into a fist-shaped imprint, and the flames spread upwards along the sleeve.

"This... this fake Xinzhai... is deliberate... the worst!"

Suppressed cries of pain echoed slowly, like the weeping of ghosts and gods.

……

In the dead of night, Chen Xuan awoke in the secret room.

He suddenly sat up, staring at the ceiling. Xinzhaitian was already far away, hidden in Taixu. Everything he had experienced before seemed like a dream.

Chen Xuan lowered his head and spread his hands.

A tiny seed, no bigger than a fingernail, shone brilliantly, radiating eleven different colors, its surface covered with densely packed, tiny characters.

“Indeed, there are seeds of the Migu Tree in the Xinzhai Heaven.”

Chen Xuan thought to himself, "Legend has it that the first generation of Xinzhai attained enlightenment under the Migu Tree. I just don't know which generation of Migu Tree this seed in his hand is."

However, even if the plant that the third-generation immortal Xinzhai planted in the main hall was not the first plant created at the beginning of the world, its bloodline must be quite similar.

Chen Xuan put away the seeds of the Migu Tree. He looked up at the window and saw that the night was dark and the cicadas were chirping softly.

"Even a centipede dies but does not fall down, a wanderer in the mortal world can reincarnate nine times, and immortals are eternally prosperous. What kind of existence is this Xinzhai that I control?"

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then tapped his head, recalling his experience when he awoke in Xiaohe Village outside the Southern Wilderness, but it seemed he had forgotten something crucial... Using the Great Karma Technique, he summoned a ghost to possess him, and in the dream, he saw some of his past lives.

There should be a tomb outside Xiahe Village...

But I can't remember.

Did the Mountain Spirit Goddess do it?
Does the Black and White True Lord know this?
Chen Xuan thought to himself, then calmed himself down, cleared his mind, and stopped thinking.

What you keep in mind will surely come back to you. Although he has cultivated the Yin Qi and mastered the unobservable fasting of the mind, it is best not to let his mind wander.

Be cautious even when you are alone; never let your guard down.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, adjusted his state, held the seed of the Migu Tree in his hand, and began to comprehend and cultivate the [True Martial Seven-Section Sword - True Martial Secret].

This is the Immortal Arts of the True Martial Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable. It has seven sword moves and is considered one of the most powerful among all the Immortal Arts.

Undoubtedly, this technique of ascending to immortality is a supreme and unique skill of the sect.

Moreover, according to what the Sword Fairy Su Fuyao said when she passed on her teachings, this Sword Dao Immortal Technique is the foundation of cultivation passed down by the True Martial Supreme.

After Chen Xuan mastered the "Heart Fasting Sutra" that allowed him to "invite a ghost to possess him" and obtained the seed of the Migu Tree, he immediately attempted to cultivate the "True Martial Seven-Section Sword".

He carefully recalled the cultivation method of the True Martial Secrets, and in his mind, it was as if black and gold characters were flying around, like sword light cutting through the darkness. His mind was completely immersed in comprehension.

"The aptitude of a celestial seed represents the upper limit of a cultivator, but my extraordinary comprehension has no limit."

Chen Xuan held the seed of the Migu Tree tightly; he had such strong confidence given equal resources.

Even when compared to a sword immortal like the Sword Fairy Su Fuyao, who cultivates sword techniques, the latter cannot even see his shadow.

The fact that the immortal Su Fuyao could be stumped by a single difficult point in the Divine Travel chapter of the "True Scripture of Riding the Yellow River" for half a month shows that he is still too stupid.

Chen Xuan, in his normal state, could instantly grasp the difficulty of that level of challenge on the spot.

Immortal Seeds are like buckets with no weaknesses; Chen Xuan is far inferior to them in every aspect, except for his comprehension, where he surpasses them by a wide margin.

"Buzz!" Eleven-colored divine light burst forth in Chen Xuan's hand. As if struck by a sudden inspiration, his comprehension reached a terrifying level. At this moment, there were no so-called difficulties in cultivation before him, and he charged forward recklessly.

So-called sudden enlightenment comes countless times.

It happens every moment.

"With Hua Liuli's exceptional talent, cultivating the secrets of immortality would take years, and even if her immortal seed were to advance to a higher level, it would still take several months, right?"

At the darkest hour of the night, Chen Xuan had completely mastered the [True Martial Seven-Section Sword - True Martial Secret] and entered its inner sanctum.

"call!"

Chen Xuan slowly exhaled, turned his head to look at the morning light outside the window, and then looked down at the dimmed seed of the Migu Tree in his hand.

"Hang in there a little longer, help me out this once."

Chen Xuan said in a low voice, and then began to comprehend the Qingqiu Bai family's [Seed God Technique - Qingqiu Secret Essentials].

When he first entered Xinzhaitian, with the help of two leaves of the Migu tree, he mastered the Xingtian and Qingnang Secrets in a few hours.

Nowadays, the effects of the seeds of the Miguel tree are even more significant.

The immortal seed Su Fuyao is backed by the treasure trove of the [Bai Xiaotian], but that [Bai Xiaotian] has been consumed by the Wenjian Daoist Temple for millions of years, and the truly top-tier treasures will always be enjoyed first by the contemporary True Monarchs.

Now, Chen Xuan also possesses a portion of the legacy of [Xin Zhai Tian], although [Xin Zhai Tian] is decayed and has few remaining items. But this [Xin Zhai Tian] belongs solely to Chen Xuan.

As dawn broke.

Chen Xuan mastered the [Divine Seed Technique - Qingqiu Secret Essentials].

A beam of celestial light flickered from his soul, and with a boom, his soul body leaped out of his body, as if breaking through some kind of limit.

"He's broken through to a higher realm through an unorthodox spiritual journey?" Chen Xuan turned around and saw ten snow-white fox tails swaying and shining behind his divine soul body, casting endless divine light.

He vaguely sensed that his soul and body had broken through some kind of extreme limit, like a breakthrough, but not quite.

Because no unusual phenomena such as the Calamity of the Cauldron or the Heavenly Tribulation of the Mortal World occurred.

Moreover, this divine soul body has no support for ascending to the divine realm, and unlike other divine beings or true lords, it does not evolve towards "greatness". On the contrary, it is more condensed and seems to be "smaller".

This divine soul took root within the powerful and perfect physical immortal body.

"Strange, could it be that the Divine Soul Body has taken the [Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body] as the path to godhood?"

Chen Xuan studied the matter for a long time with doubts, and finally accepted the reality that his soul body seemed to have gone astray and undergone some kind of unexpected mutation.

"Tear!"

Chen Xuan twitched his fox tail, as if it contained some kind of peculiar rhythm. He had a flash of inspiration and used the method of breaking through the Tai Xu that he had learned from Tianyan Dao. His fox tail cut out a dark crack in the Tai Xu.

Chaos, darkness.

He peered inside and saw a forbidden creature covered in black hair, as large as a mountain, with a humanoid demon face, sleeping in a floating, dilapidated palace. Suddenly, a pair of pure golden eyes lit up.

With its prominent horns and a face resembling a real beast, a demonic creature rose up and coldly looked at Chen Xuan.

"Boom!" A massive finger, gleaming with black divine light, moved with lightning speed and pointed towards Chen Xuan.

The Great Void trembled, and when the Great Void God moved, the entire space shook.

"Whoosh!" Chen Xuan's ten fox tails slashed down like heavenly blades, unleashing a thousand pure divine soul lights that shattered the fingers that were pointing at him.

"Hmm?" The forbidden god was surprised, clearly shocked by the scene before it. It withdrew its broken finger and asked in a questioning tone, "Are you a fellow Daoist?"

Its massive form slowly rose from the palace, causing the entire sprawling palace complex to tremble.

"You're so easily startled, you look like a hopeless loser who'll never become a true lord. Go back to sleep!" Chen Xuan snapped his head back to the present.

At the same time, the five fox tails on each side exerted force simultaneously, forcefully closing the torn rift in the Great Ruins and isolating the Great Ruins from reality.

"Damn it!" he exclaimed. The Great Void was truly fraught with danger. He had only opened it casually, yet he had encountered a forbidden deity.
In the void corresponding to the location of Yunmeng Market, a demon-like Void God roams?

Then, Chen Xuan exclaimed in amazement, "[Planting God Technique - Qingqiu Secret] is indeed extraordinary. It hasn't even unleashed its true power yet. The power of the ten tails alone is enough to injure the forbidden creature standing in the Ascension Ground."

If it can injure someone, it means there's a high chance of killing them.

This kind of soul-based immortal technique is very powerful. Chen Xuan wondered what would happen if this kind of soul-based immortal technique were used to strike the sword fairy Su Fuyao with all its might.

Putting aside the sword embryo [Golden Core], if Su Fuyao didn't have a special Red Dust Artifact to defend her soul, she would probably be killed instantly, right?
In theory, every Immortal Cultivation Technique has the potential to kill a peak-level cultivation vessel, to varying degrees. In a life-or-death battle, it all comes down to who can seize that opportunity.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan's divine soul retracted the ten snow-white tails at its tail, and all the strange phenomena returned, condensing into a bright and dazzling immortal light in his mind.

After dawn, he turned to the two merged Heavenly Mandate and Mountain and Sea Immortal Scriptures, digesting the benefits brought by mastering the Immortal Arts, nourishing his physical body, and making the power of the Immortal Arts fit his physical body.

Afterwards, Chen Xuan left the secluded cultivation chamber, preparing to find True Monarch Xiao Hei to inquire about the abnormality of his divine soul body.

His soul and body, nourished by the Emperor's Banner, are now strangely unrecognizable.

Surprisingly, Little Black True Lord was not at Qingnang Mountain; all that was seen was the lonely Old Zhang.

"Where did you go? Aren't you going to protect me and Lao Zhang?" Chen Xuan was slightly surprised. He was the mascot of Little Black True Monarch.

In his field of vision, he saw the white light of the black cat moving around in a distant region, seemingly in the central swamp area of ​​Yunmeng Prefecture.

"Is there any trouble there?" Chen Xuan muttered to himself, but unfortunately, the distance was too far to use his Heart-Cleansing Technique to descend.

The atmosphere of cultivation in Yunmeng Prefecture is thriving, but because it has a certain "order," cases of murder among Qi practitioners do not occur frequently, and many disputes and conflicts are resolved only briefly.

Moreover, with her elevated status, Lady Xuanmao now commands many minor underworld messengers, and she no longer handles ordinary matters personally.

Chen Xuan recently failed to obtain the first half of the Classic of Mountains and Seas by relying on the Mysterious Cat Goddess, which is somewhat regrettable.

"Continue to cultivate the true scriptures and strive to advance to the fourth level of the cauldron realm before the Qingnang reopens."

Chen Xuan returned to the Liuli Tea House and found Hua Liuli, who seemed preoccupied. They exchanged some information, as he had discovered that many people from other places had appeared in the market.

Along the Flower Glazed Path, some renowned demonic lords and powerful forces from the Southern Region, such as the Golden Cicada Cave, the White Rhinoceros Palace, the Hall of Longevity, and the True Hou Temple, have come uninvited.

These demon forces were among the main culprits who attacked the Qingnang Dojo a thousand years ago.

They weren't on Hua Liuli's invitation list, but now, all these demon forces are coming to join the fun... To join the Qingnang Dojo and learn the Qingnang Technique? It doesn't seem likely.

However, all the human forces that had previously been on good terms with the Qingnang Dojo remained silent, and none of them came for the time being.

The situation is not optimistic; an invisible dark cloud is gradually looming over the entire Qingnang Mountain region.

"Brother Chen, you need to leave the Qingnang Dojo. Something's not right." That night, Bai Jintong visited the Liuli Tea House to persuade Chen Xuan to leave. She said solemnly, "Zhang Dongxuan shouldn't have ascended to godhood so rashly."

She told Chen Xuan that he was a follower of the Mountain Spirit Goddess, and that even if they didn't care about him, they should at least respect the Buddha. She said that if he left now, no one would target him without a reason.

But if a battle between True Monarchs breaks out, no one will give Mountain Ghost any face.

Qi Yuan of the Sword Inquiry Dojo was right when he said that as long as Zhang Dongxuan does something unexpected, everything will be turned upside down. Will he become a god in a day? An accident?

If there's one unexpected event, there will be a second.

The Tai Xuan Zhenjun, half-dead and destined to die within a few years, is the Tai Xuan Zhenjun everyone wants... The blood feud of destroying the sect a thousand years ago has not yet dissipated, and the victors will not allow any accidents to happen.

Moreover, Zhang Dongxuan's return to godhood was somewhat excessive, and the Qingnang Dojo would not allow such a powerful figure to emerge.

"Qingqiu is going to make a move?" Chen Xuan asked, frowning.

“True Lord’s words are not to be taken lightly, but Lady White Grass has gone into seclusion.” Bai Jintong said in a low voice, “Qingqiu is now under the jurisdiction of True Lord Zhao… Lord Ao Long of the Little Dragon Palace has also returned to the East Sea.”

In the end, Chen Xuan declined Bai Jintong's offer and wrote a letter introducing her to Yan Yushu, who lived far away.

On the other side, Han Shuangjiang of the Five Elements Sect attempted to pay homage to Hua Liuli, the Lord of the Two Realms, but was denied entry.

"I told you not to take Qingnang Mountain, but you insisted on taking it anyway, determined to walk down a path to your doom." Han Shuangjiang's face was grim. This was the last time he would shamelessly come to Yunmeng Market. The True Monarch of the Five Elements Sect had already issued a ban.

Time passes day by day.

On this day, Chen Xuan used the Qingnang Technique to return to the Southern Wilderness.

He paused at the foot of Tiger Mountain, gazing for a moment. Rings of golden scripture halos enveloped the entire mountain. Indeed, transcending worldly tribulations was no easy feat...

Chen Xuanfu contacted Jiang Qinghuang, who was thousands of miles away, again to inquire about the recent situation of his good friends, including Bai Zixiaohu, Hu Da, and Dishan Xiaoxiang.

Afterwards, he strolled around and walked to Crimson Crow City, a thousand miles away, to check the immortal energy of the ascension cultivators. He found the Chu family in the city and observed them from afar for a while.

Chu Huogun, whom I hadn't seen for three years, was lying on a rattan chair in front of the door, leisurely basking in the sun, looking quite old.

Those who cultivate Qi are skilled at nourishing their Qi, and their lifespan is long, easily exceeding one hundred years. However, when Chu Huogun went to fight in the Southern Wilderness, his physical body was destroyed. Although he barely survived thanks to the breakthrough "Nirvana" of a Fire Virtue cultivator, his lifespan was ultimately affected by his injuries, and he only had a few years left to live.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan extended a surge of fiery spiritual light from his fingertip, which landed inside Chu Huogun's body.

"Huh? A stroke of good fortune! I'm about to break through to a higher realm!" Chu Huogun suddenly opened his eyes on the rattan chair, a look of joy spreading across his aged face. Was this a sign of good fortune and youthful vigor in old age?
Chen Xuan left quietly. He was just an insignificant passerby. It was something he could do by chance to meet him and offer a small, insignificant favor.

Finally, he returned to Yunmeng Market.

Hua Liuli then informed Chen Xuan of some serious news: some alchemy forces had become active in Yunmeng Prefecture: Little Plague Prefecture, Little Azure Heaven, Pill Cauldron Dojo...

Although only cultivators at the cauldron level are still active, these evil and heretical sects have openly entered Yunmeng City.

It might just be a routine activity... but it's also possible that the target is True Lord Black and White. True Lord Black has been showing up for several months now, and many powerful forces have come to know that the Underworld possesses a True Lord-level Heavenly Mandate Pill.

Could it be that they're after Chen Xuan after all?

Is it the Little Plague Prefecture?

"The situation is very critical. Some forces will not sit idly by and let Qingnang reopen. I'm afraid many forces will take this opportunity to cause trouble," Hua Liuli said in a serious tone.

"It was expected, wasn't it?" Chen Xuan laughed. The resurgence of the Qingnang Dojo had already infringed upon the interests of too many forces.

“I’m worried that some shameless forces might try to take advantage of the two of us and stir up trouble,” Hua Liuli said.

Yunmeng Prefecture is a place that values ​​"rules," and since True Lord Tai Xuan has left many connections in the human race's Qi cultivation world, some things that should be done "to the death" cannot be taken too far, and "face" must be left for the great True Lords.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. Even if the sky falls, there's a big guy in front to hold it off," Chen Xuan replied. In fact, he didn't quite understand why, if the situation was wrong, they would continue to reopen the Qingnang Dojo.

Could it be that there is some important reason why the Qingnang must be reopened? But since True Monarch Xiaohei tacitly agreed to this, Chen Xuan had no choice but to follow.

The two continued their conversation before parting ways.

"The Mountain Spirit Goddess sent me here, and I didn't choose the wrong path."

Chen Xuan sat cross-legged in the small room and muttered to himself, "But there's not much time left. I can't afford to waste my resources. I should use them all up."

Recently, he has been practicing the Golden Virtue "White Tiger True Scripture" without stopping for a moment, taking pills to accelerate the process, and has never stopped.

The azure peach shimmered with soft electric light. Back then, he and Hua Liuli obtained this spiritual treasure from the mountains and seas, which could directly advance an ordinary top-tier cauldron to the next realm.

Today, Chen Xuan chewed up and swallowed the green peach that had signs of life.

Cultivating different true scriptures can nurture the Daoist canon and the cauldron body, both of which can enhance the "breadth" of the Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body's abilities, while the energy of the Land Treasure Tree and the spiritual elixir can enhance the "thickness" of the Immortal Body's energy.

Then, Chen Xuan planted the peach pits and the gradually dimming seeds of the Migu tree in the barren Guyao Mountain.

The divine stone embryo, its mouth watering, couldn't resist secretly licking a few mouthfuls of the peach pit and the seeds of the Mystic Tree.

Just as it was about to eat, Chen Xuan noticed and, without any hesitation, kicked it several times.

"Eek~ Eek~" The divine stone fetus lay down on the ground and then behaved itself.

Before long, the energy of the blue peach erupted within Chen Xuan's body. His eyes flashed like lightning, and his entire body turned azure gold, as if forged from immortal gold, with an overwhelming radiance.

"Before the Qingnang is reopened, it will be promoted to a high-level cauldron."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, "Ao Guang of the Little Dragon Palace is said to have ascended to godhood in a mysterious area of ​​the Great Swamp."

The third and fourth heavens are traditionally distinguished by their relative levels. Once one advances to the next level, their strength will undergo a dramatic transformation, and their immortal energy will increase several times over.

He is blessed by more than a dozen true scriptures, and his surging immortal energy will reach a terrifying amount.

The higher the realm, the more abundant the immortal energy, and only then will the true power of the Five Visceral Martial Immortal Body be revealed.

Previously, although Chen Xuan had mastered the [Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body], it was only in the initial stage and the effect was not significant.

But with just his immortal body, he caught up with those top geniuses who were two or three decades ahead of him. And from now on, the power of the [Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body] will erupt like a volcano, becoming extremely obvious.

Each breakthrough resulted in a physical enhancement that was more than ten times greater than that of other Qi cultivators.

From then on, Chen Xuan was pushing his limits every single day.

Unbeknownst to us, the countdown to the day when the herbal medicine is reopened has begun.

Late at night the day before the reopening, the white jade steps on Qingnang Mountain were covered with a red carpet, red lanterns were hung on the trees, and the Liangjie Market at the foot of the mountain was shrouded in mist and brightly lit.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a pair of enormous hands tore through the clouds and mist of the Two Realms Market.

In the darkness, a colossal creature, thousands of feet tall, with a pair of emerald green eyes like vast, deep pools, gazed down upon the Yunmeng Market: "The Qingnang has been reopened; the Changsheng Palace has come to offer their congratulations!"

It entered the Yunmeng Market, its feet like giant pillars supporting the sky, crushing a cluster of pavilions.

"Buzz!" A golden eight-winged divine cicada flew across the sky, scattering golden sand as it flapped its wings. It laughed loudly, "The Golden Cicada Cave has arrived! Lords of the two realms, Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness, come quickly to receive us!"

The golden divine sand fell to the ground, crushing shops and pavilions, leaving a scene of devastation and bloodshed.

"The troublemaking demons... have jumped out!" In the Glazed Tea Room, the two realm lords walked out with frosty masks on their faces. Sure enough, the troublemaking demon forces chose to attack her and Chen Xuan.

"Heh!" In the distance, at the foot of Qingnang Mountain, a figure looked up at the magnificent temple on the mountainside, chuckled, and walked up.

In a secluded, dark room.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes. In the air, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the atmosphere became restless.

(End of this chapter)