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

Chapter 269 Little Black's Chronicles
The True Lords of the Daoist School are those who have attained enlightenment and serve as agents of Heaven to patrol the earth.

This is an honorific title for those who have attained the highest level of enlightenment in the mortal world, signifying the transcendence of both the physical body and the primordial spirit, and the attainment of the one true self.

Legend has it that there are three thousand orthodox paths in the world.

For example, the Earth element has various paths such as Feng Shui, mountains and rivers, formations, jade and stones, space, and bedroom arts. However, each path can only have one True Lord at a time, who will be in charge of a specific law.

"The Feng Shui and Qing Nang Daoist path of the Yellow Stone Immortal Lord of the Qing Nang Daoist Temple, as well as part of the supreme Daoist path of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady."

Zhao Zhenjun of Qingqiu had an eerie appearance, with his green robes fluttering and his long, black hair hanging down. Nine green fox tails floated around him, flashing with the spectacular scenery of celestial phenomena and clouds.

His body was not imposing, but it seemed as if he had gone through countless tribulations, merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and blended into the Dao of Wind, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

Zhang Dongxuan, Lu Zhuan, Chen Xuan, and everyone else's attention was now drawn to Zhao Zhenjun. Chen Xuan, meanwhile, was multitasking, trying to find out where Xiao Hei Zhenjun would appear.

"After tonight, all the green pouches will return to Qingqiu Mountain... In the future, all the true lords of the Earth Virtue Fengshui lineage will come from Qingqiu."

"I am tired of pointless fighting."

"This matter will not be discussed further."

Zhao Zhenjun repeated himself, a response to all the opponents present, including Zhang Dongxuan and Lu Zhuan. He was utterly indifferent, a demeanor stemming from deep-seated contempt, looking down upon all living beings below him with disdain.

The distant sound waves echoed outwards, the heavenly sounds vast and boundless, mixed with the drifting wind and clouds. At this moment, all cultivators of all levels in the Qingnang Mountain region, whether human or demon, regardless of their relationship with Qingqiu, whether they felt joy or hatred, surprise or anger, were now filled with nothing but endless awe.

When the True Lord emerges from the Great Void and descends into the mortal world in his true form, shaking heaven and earth is but a thought away.

"Greetings, True Lord Zhao!"

"Welcome to the Celestial True Lord of Qingqiu!"

Within the Great Ruins, the four blood-soaked, incompetent demons, who had long since ceased their fighting, all bowed deeply in reverence.

On the earth, countless humans and demons willingly knelt on the ground, having no choice but to kneel, because at this moment, the world was filled with the most concentrated wind energy, and the immortal energy within many cultivators was automatically converted into wind energy.

"This...sigh." Lu Zhuan frowned, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, and muttered, "It's come to this anyway. Wouldn't it be better to prioritize peace?"

The Qingnang Dojo bowed its head and yielded, willing to open its doors wide, allowing all forces to learn the Qingnang tradition. This was an outcome acceptable to both human and demon factions.

Even the Ji Clan's Great Li Dynasty, located far away in the Central Plains, expressed its congratulations and might send young members of the Ji Clan's royal family to Qingnang Mountain for "exchange and learning."

However, the demon lord sensed something was amiss. It might not be that he had discovered some kind of "conspiracy," but as long as he detected even the slightest impropriety, he would directly eliminate all potential threats from the root.

"Zhao Zhenjun, the fox lord of Qingqiu Dojo, has come to wipe out the Qingnang Dojo after recovering from his injuries." Hua Liuli, the mastermind of the two realms, turned pale. The biggest culprit who caused the destruction of Qingnang Dojo had appeared. At this moment, she announced the tragic end of Qingnang Dojo in just a few words.

The most dazzling centers of the immortal energy belonging to the wind element in the world are the Yaochi Forbidden Land, which "vows to kill the wind that yearns for the mortal world," and the fox-owned Qingqiu Mountain in the southern region.

At this moment, the Dao Lord-level Qingqiu [Celestial Phenomenon True Lord] descended, and the situation reached its most critical juncture.

When an ancient power like Qingqiu Mountain, which has endured for millennia, is determined to deal with a particular force, will there be any other unexpected events?

"The Qingnang Daoist Temple cannot be reopened, and the path to the Earth Virtue True Lord will be blocked..." Many human Qi practitioners trembled with sorrow. The positions of True Lords in the world have been divided up by powerful forces, but the reopening of the Earth Virtue Qingnang means that a new position of True Lord can be born.

It is said that the twenty-four seats of the True Lord of Tude have not yet been filled!

Joining the dwindling Qingnang sect is now one of the very few safe opportunities to seek the throne of a true ruler!
In recent days, countless Qi practitioners, along with the young bloodlines of their clans, have rushed to Qingnang Mountain upon hearing the news, deciding to have their descendants switch to cultivating Earth Virtue Yellow Qi.

But at this moment, Qingqiu Zhenjun, in his true form in Yunmengzhou, intends to completely annex the lineage of Qingnang Daoist Temple, which makes countless people angry and shudder.

When a powerful True Lord descends and speaks, who can refuse? Besides, this is just the beginning!
“High and mighty, every True Lord is the same annoying ghost.” Chen Xuan stood beside Zhang Dongxuan, once again experiencing the extreme arrogance of a True Lord. True Lord Zhao ignored the resistance of Zhang Dongxuan, Lu Zhuan and others, treating them as a group of ants.

But the True Lord overlooks all living beings and possesses this power.

It should be known that there are only a few dozen True Lords in the entire Southern Region's three thousand states, and half of them are in seclusion, not necessarily showing themselves even once every few hundred years.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Zhenjun suddenly looked at Chen Xuan, his gaze locking onto Chen Xuan, his face turning somewhat cold: "Speaking wildly? A mere Xinzhai, not yet fully grown, dares to repeatedly disrespect me!"

Qingqiu Fox, being so close, clearly heard and sensed Chen Xuan's offensive words, which showed he didn't take him seriously.

"Stop putting on airs. You've lived for thousands of years and still haven't become an immortal. Instead of striving for self-improvement, what right do you have to yell at me so arrogantly?" Chen Xuan said coldly, without fear.

Instead of thinking about becoming stronger and attaining immortality, he worries that his enemies might become immortals? There's nothing to fear about such a true lord.

On the ground, everyone was astonished, all eyes fixed on Chen Xuan. How dare a mere cauldron offend a True Lord so openly? This was tantamount to cutting off his own path to survival, and he was destined to die on the spot.

Zhang Dongxuan was also startled. Zhao Zhenjun was no ordinary, muddle-headed master. He worried that the "weak" Chen Xuan might be killed with a single glance by Zhao Zhenjun, and immediately said sternly:
"Zhao Zhenjun! You have gone back on your word, and as Zhenjun, you have no self-respect! If you want to diminish my cultivation, just try and do it!"

"Get back to Qingqiu!" Hua Liuli shouted immediately. She was extremely nervous. Behind her, a vast picture of a blessed land appeared, protecting her and Chen Xuan. This was the power of the Heavenly Mandate [Two Realms Lord], her ultimate trump card.

The surrounding area was quiet. Everyone, including the demons, held their breath. These three people from the Qingnang Dojo had shown immense courage in defying a True Lord, but were they courting death? Everyone was worried for Chen Xuan and his companions.

"Heh..." Zhao Zhenjun chuckled and shook his head, having no desire to argue. Arguing with a lower-level cultivator? A Zhenjun of such stature wouldn't be reduced to such a state.

He clearly stated his position, and the rest was to proceed step by step. Anyone who dared to disobey was simply wiped out.

“A bunch of naive ants. Even if True Lord Tai Xuan were to be reborn tonight, he would not be able to escape his fate.” True Lord Zhao’s expression was icy as he muttered to himself, “Since you are unwilling to surrender, I, True Lord, will take matters into my own hands.”

"Buzz!"

Wherever his gaze fell, an overwhelming pressure of a True Monarch surged out like a storm, causing the wind and clouds to change color. Zhang Dongxuan's expression turned solemn, and he chose to confront him head-on. The entire area of ​​Qingnang Mountain, spanning thirty thousand miles, erupted with Xuanhuang divine light.

But almost in the blink of an eye, the Qingnang Mountain Ascension Ground quickly calmed down, and the power of Earth Virtue fell into a trough.

Zhang Dongxuan's divine light dimmed, as if he had been swept by a strong wind, and dense cracks appeared on his body. He had suffered a serious injury under Zhao Zhenjun's gaze.

The scene was deathly silent. This was the only Earth-elemental Divine Traveler who controlled the entire Southern Region, a top-tier Divine Traveler. Yet, even resisting a single glance from a True Monarch required him to exhaust all his strength and resulted in injury? Was there still an insurmountable gap between them?!
"Huh? It's blocked?" Zhao Zhenjun was somewhat surprised, then his expression turned serious. He raised his arm and immediately got serious.

But in an instant, he frowned, because his aura and pressure in the world had been shattered and destroyed by another energy fluctuation.

"They've arrived!" Chen Xuan was excited; Little Black True Monarch had finally arrived.

"Boom!"

At that very moment, the sound of wind rustling came from the ends of the earth, blending with the pulse of the entire world and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

The night was as red as blood, and a sky full of celestial energy shone down, illuminating the earth in a bright and radiant light.

At the ends of the earth, a dark, ancient moon rose, the air filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. A figure in a black robe drifted by, its sleeves billowing, wearing an ancient black mask, and walked forward with unwavering determination.

Little Black True Lord!

A Heavenly Mandate True Lord who has achieved great success only in the last few tens of thousands of years, with extraordinary talent and unparalleled brilliance throughout history.

Chen Xuan felt incredibly at ease; with the arrival of Little Black True Lord, his "courage" had returned.

Under the black moon, Little Black True Monarch seemed to drift with the wind. At this moment, time seemed to stand still and flow. Its speed was obviously very slow, yet it seemed to be extremely fast. It emerged from the end of the earth and passed through the two-world market in an instant.

"The True Lord of the Taiyin Lineage!" "The True Lord who has come to help the Qingnang Dojo!"

At this moment, countless people were excited. Many independent cultivators who hoped to join the Qingnang Dojo even had tears welling up in their eyes, as if they could see hope coming.

"Meow~" Xuanmao Niangniang's eyes widened. This was the first time that Hei Bai Zhenjun had appeared openly before the world. Was Hei Bai Zhenjun preparing to enter the world?

"The help has finally arrived." Hua Liuli breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that True Monarch Xiao Hei had a close relationship with Old Zhang and Chen Xuan. He was a True Monarch of the human race who strongly supported Qing Nang, and he was also a senior Chosen One!
In the world of immortals and ghosts, all five directions of the land are controlled by powerful True Lords, leaving no way out for the chosen ones.

For the vast majority of those destined for greatness, the day they succeed in navigating the mortal world is the day they are trained.

A few lucky ones can rely on ancient Daoist temples, such as Tianyan Dao and Liuyu Tian, ​​but who knows if the moment of attaining the status of a True Lord will be the moment of entering the alchemical furnace of their own Daoist temple.

Some people say they hope that the chosen one will become an immortal and that their pets will also ascend to heaven, but can they really resist the temptation to become an immortal themselves?

Otherwise, why would Yan Yushu of the Six Desires Heaven painstakingly cultivate the true scriptures and Taoist methods, pursuing stability in every realm? A "good-for-nothing True Lord" who only possesses realms is never the same as a True Lord who has the power to fight.

Legend has it that the first True Lord that the ancient Immortal-level [Lord of Two Realms] of the Qingnang Dojo killed after attaining True Lord status was the Dao Lord of the Qingnang Dojo in that generation!
True Lords have no distinction between good and evil; they are simply sober to the point of indifference that they will always make the most advantageous choice.

However, the Black and White True Lords of the Lesser Underworld successfully obtained a position as a True Lord amidst endless difficulties, and consolidated their position, passing through the most dangerous period of the initial True Lord stage!
This kind of person is unfathomable.

"Greetings, Senior Black and White." Zhang Dongxuan cupped his hands to Little Black True Monarch. Little Black True Monarch had been staying by Zhang's side for several months without deliberately hiding his identity, and many people in the Qingnang Dojo were quite familiar with him.

Little Black True Lord "repays kindness" and once secretly crossed out the name of True Lord Tai Xuan on the register of the Lesser Underworld, making Tai Xuan's name unknown to the world. Not long ago, he also fought alone against Qingqiu and Little Dragon Palace. It is one of the reasons for the confidence of Qingnang Dojo.

"Little Blackie, take it easy... don't deliberately escalate things." Lu Zhuan advised in a low voice. If tonight's events are not handled properly, the situation will escalate to an irreversible and terrifying state.

Little Black True Monarch displayed the demeanor of a master, keeping his eyes straight ahead and ignoring them. However, his eyes flashed with a dark, brilliance as he glanced at Chen Xuan before calmly ascending Mount Qingnang.

"I'm happy to serve!" Chen Xuan's mood instantly brightened, and Xinzhaitian was ready at any moment!

Zhao Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the newly appeared Xiao Hei Zhenjun through the frowning face of Old Zhang, and chuckled to himself, "Are all the ghost lords and Dao masters of the [Little Underworld] dead? Let a human destiny occupy a high position."

"Leave...or I'll kill you..." Little Black True Monarch spoke, hovering in mid-air, its clothes thin yet full of oppressive power, its voice androgynous.

"You're just a lucky True Lord who managed to slip through a loophole, yet you dare to show off your limited skills before an expert. You're still very young." True Lord Zhao smiled and shook his head, saying, "You can't stop me from doing what I'm about to do."

The appearance of the Black and White True Lords was entirely expected.

Zhao Zhenjun raised his finger, dragging out a snow-white cloud of immortal mist, and grabbed at Zhang Dongxuan, Chen Xuan and others in the Two Realms Market area.

"Buzz!"

The void collapsed, and Little Black True Lord's sleeve transformed into a small hand, ethereal and uncertain. The moonlight shone brightly, and the small hand seemed to pass through the boundaries of time and space, intercepting the attack.

"Crack!"

Swift and terrifying, a small black hand grabbed Zhao Zhenjun's hand from the side, making a crisp sound of bones breaking, blood splattering out, and tearing off Zhao Zhenjun's fingers.

"hiss!"

Zhao Zhenjun's pupils contracted, almost unable to believe his eyes. The finger containing the Daoist laws of [Celestial Phenomena] had been severed.

Like Chen Xuan, the Black and White True Lord of the Lesser Underworld was ridiculously strong, somewhat beyond expectations.

Countless people were dumbfounded and found it unbelievable. You must know that the Taiyin lineage is proficient in divination and skilled in intrigue and seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, but when it comes to direct combat strength, it is inferior to many immortal cultivators and does not have much of an advantage.

However, Zhao Zhenjun was severely injured by Xiao Hei Zhenjun.

"I won't repeat myself... I'll kill you!" Little Black True Lord said succinctly.

Before the words were even finished, it swung its fists and attacked directly forward, like a drifting ghost. In an instant, the black robe covered Zhao Zhenjun's head and shoulders. It waved its round and cute little hands and feet, smashing the opponent's head like a storm.

"Bang bang!"

With his vision and hearing completely obstructed, and everything in front of him pitch black, Zhao Zhenjun was stunned and disoriented from the blows. He immediately launched a counterattack, unleashing a series of celestial storms with his palms and fox tail, creating billowing white mist as he tried to knock Xiao Hei Zhenjun off his face.

"You can barely protect yourself. Many True Monarchs who are nearing the end of their lifespans have their eyes on you, this True Monarch-level Immortal Pill. If you insist on standing up tonight, you won't live to see tomorrow dawn!"

Zhao Zhenjun roared fiercely. The attack from Hei Bai Zhenjun was not strong, but it carried a clear sense of humiliation, which he could not tolerate. He roared in anger and unleashed strands of divine power from his palms to strike Hei Bai Zhenjun.

"boom!"

However, the Black and White True Lord was no ordinary True Lord. With just a few punches, it bruised and swollen Zhao True Lord's face, ruining his handsome appearance and even breaking his teeth.

However, Zhao Zhenjun was no pushover either. He formed a hand seal with his nine fox tails and unleashed an extremely powerful storm, quickly sending Xiao Hei Zhenjun flying.

"Huh? Where is this..." When Zhao Zhenjun regained his sight and hearing, the world before him had been turned upside down. His expression changed: "Xinzhai Heaven!"

A crimson fog descended from the heavens, and the ancient courtyard with its hanging plaque faintly appeared. The fog rolled and swirled, obscuring everything in sight.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when the Black and White True Lords and the Zhao True Lord were gesturing, Chen Xuan activated the Heart Fasting Immortal Technique, causing the Heart Fasting Heaven to descend and merge with the present world.

"The Battlefield of Xinzhaitian, come if you dare to fight to the death!" He activated Xinzhaitian, guiding Xiao Hei Zhenjun and Zhao Zhenjun into it.

Zhao Zhenjun tensed up immediately, realizing that this was the legendary Xinzhaitian descending. However, according to Baicao Zhenjun, this relic of the immortals had clearly fallen into complete silence and would never reappear.

The Bai family's intelligence was wrong!
The Bai family, these foxes who control the path of "listening to the wind," have repeatedly made mistakes in their intelligence gathering. What are they planning to do?
"Xinzhai has been guided to Xinzhai Heaven? That's impossible!" Zhao Zhenjun's gaze, sharp as a sword, instantly locked onto Chen Xuan's location: "It's him!"

However, the place where Chen Xuan stood was already shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see the situation.

At this moment, he lost the composure and calmness of a True Lord, because if he were to perish in the Heart-Cleansing Heaven, he would truly die and his Dao would be extinguished!
【Tao Hongchen】High-level cultivators are not truly unafraid of death, but rather because they possess the opportunity for reincarnation and always have a way out. Therefore, they take life and death lightly, fight if they disagree, and dare to try any rebellious act.

But at this moment, Zhao Zhenjun has lost his way back to reincarnation!
"Heaven has sent down an omen!" Zhao Zhenjun's mind raced, and he immediately used his supreme immortal technique. The laws of the Great Dao roared, and a stormy sea of ​​clouds descended.

The wind follows the dragon, the clouds follow the tiger, the wind and clouds are myriad phenomena, shaking heaven and earth, he wants to tear apart the entire Xinzhai Heaven!
"boom!"

However, Little Black True Monarch, holding an ancient moon, floated out from the thick fog and slapped Zhao True Monarch to the ground, saying, "From the moment you began your slaughter... you killed until the demon race True Monarchs trembled in fear... until no one in the world dared to refine pills!"

In the main courtyard of Xinzaitian, Chen Xuan, Lu Zhuan, Zhang Dongxuan, Hua Liuli and others cautiously peeked out from the wall to watch the scene of the True Lords fighting in the far distance.

The crimson immortal mist drifted, having the effect of suppressing immortal energy. The aftershocks of the battle between the True Monarchs were mostly dissipated when they reached this place. In addition, with Zhang Dongxuan's intervention and Lu Zhuan's use of the black seal to defend, this area was temporarily safe.

"They've started fighting. Little Blackie's grown up, and his heart's become wild..."

Lu Zhuan sighed, then clenched his fists and said to Chen Xuan in a deep voice, "Let's start from Qingqiu and verify the situation of the Wind Attribute Immortals!"

Chen Xuan knew that among the Twelve Golden Elixir Immortals, the Wind Rank was occupied by a ten-tailed immortal fox, who was most likely from Qingqiu.

at the same time.

The outer Great Ruins trembled violently, as if boiling over, and countless powerful True Monarch wills emerged, all filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

"What happened..." A demonic True Monarch tore open the Great Ruins, peered suspiciously at the desolate Qingnang Mountain, and then asked hesitantly, "Is this Xinzhai Heaven? Shall we go in?"

(End of this chapter)