I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 141 Qingdi’s remnants (monthly ticket plus 4 updates)

The angry Taoist phantom, formed from the character "嗔" (chēn), attacked Jiang Yi again. An inexplicable anger rose in her heart, but she remained calm and composed.

Jiang Yi slowly and methodically made hand seals, and a Mind-Clearing Technique was cast on the spirit.

Surrounded by a blue light, the hideous Taoist priest's phantom disappeared.

The ink, like frost and snow meeting boiling water, begins to shed its layers of black outer shell.

Jiang Yi used her magic repeatedly, and the ink-black character "嗔" gradually transformed into the brilliant gold character "静".

The air trembled slightly, and a peaceful force swept through the surroundings, even making Hong Li feel her anxiety disappear.

The spirit of the word struck again, but without malice. The moment it pierced through Jiang Yi's body, an illusion appeared before her eyes.

The green-robed cultivator sat upright in the void, surrounded by immortal light, while three thousand white-robed disciples bowed their heads and listened attentively.

The gentle, steady voice chanted, "The Tao has no constant form, the mind has no constant state. You cling to greed as a blade, and anger consumes you. It is better to relinquish the three thousand delusions..."

This is the scene of the Green Emperor preaching!

Jiang Yi subconsciously pressed the Heart-Piercing Mirror, which she had placed inside her clothes as a protective mirror. She had heard this voice twice in the memories contained within the Heart-Piercing Mirror.

So that was the Azure Emperor; he was the one who crafted the Heart-Piercing Mirror.

Before the illusion dissipated, the monk in blue suddenly raised his head, seemingly piercing through time and space to gaze at her.

"Having obtained the Pure Heart Method, one can sever the poison of the Three Corpses."

As soon as the words were spoken, the illusion dissipated.

The character "静" (quiet) circled Jiang Yi twice, then transformed into a golden stream of light that rushed straight towards the long scroll on the cauldron. After crashing into it, a golden character appeared on the previously blank scroll.

The eyes of the dragon reliefs all around suddenly turned to the long scroll, their gazes filled with surprise.

The group searching for the items also witnessed this scene and looked at Jiang Yi in unison. Jiang Yi, already in the spirit of an actress, feigned surprise and spoke first.

"What happened? Did anyone see what happened?"

The group frowned, each harboring their own doubts but remaining silent as they went about their own business. What use was a cultivation manual containing nearly a thousand words if only one word had been returned?

Jiang Yi urged Hong Li to go to a corner where no one could see her and sort out her thoughts.

The "three poisons" mentioned in the previous sentence refer to the "three poisons" or "three corpses" in orthodox Taoist doctrine, which correspond to the desires in the upper, middle, and lower dantian of the human body.

The upper body is fond of embellishment and pursues external vanity.

The Chinese are fond of delicious food and material desires.

He was lustful and obsessed with passion and instinct.

These three are the fundamental obstacles to cultivation. In the entire cultivation process, one must gradually eliminate the three corpses in order to attain enlightenment and become an immortal.

This is similar to the five poisons in Buddhism: greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt. They are all desires that lead people to make mistakes.

The illusion he just saw seemed like a lightning bolt cleaving through the chaos, and Jiang Yi suddenly had a bold guess.

Could the root cause of Qingdi Palace's current state be the 'Three Corpse Poison'?

Whose Three Corpse Poison? The Azure Emperor's? Or the poison of all the disciples here?

While they were pondering, Hong Li suddenly bristled and growled. Several more ink characters transformed into various ferocious phantoms, flying out from the gaps in the ruins and attacking them.

Jiang Yi asked Hong Li to step aside. She already knew how to purify these words, so... let's rest first.

There are thousands of words in it, I have to squeeze them dry. Shouldn't I rest well before I start working?
Huhu——

She could vaguely feel Hua Gu breathing in her ear, and then Hua Gu secretly slipped a scroll into Jiang Yi's hand.

Jiang Yi opened the scroll away from everyone, scanned it up and down with her eyes, and smiled after reading it.

"Looks like the chives in the field are ready to be harvested." "Idiot, stop—"

Suddenly, Zhang Jinling's terrified shout came from outside. Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly returned to the square.

Qin Yunze stood beneath the Cauldron of Creation and Longevity, a word "Greed" flashing above his head.

Greed surged in his eyes, his brow cracked, and a drop of blood clung to his fingertip. Ignoring Zhang Jinling's stern shout, he slammed his hand down on the Creation and Longevity Cauldron.

"Mine, all of them are mine!!!"

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The entire Qingdi Palace fell silent suddenly, even the sound of the wind seemed to freeze.

The next instant, a blinding crimson light burst forth from the blood-red eyes of the dragon relief on the cauldron, and it suddenly twisted and wriggled on the cauldron like a living creature, its mouth wide open, emitting a silent roar.

The bluish-purple miasma inside the cauldron shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, condensing into a poisonous cloud that blotted out the sun in mid-air. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the cloud, and the faint phantom of an emperor in blue robes descended on the cloud. With each step he took, a strange blue lotus bloomed under his feet.

Jiang Yi's pupils dilated; although the clothes were different, the posture was clearly the same.
Qing Emperor!

The semi-transparent phantom of the emperor was over three zhang tall, with his face alternating between compassion and ferocity. The left half of his face was like a banished immortal with lowered eyes, while the right half was twisted like a demon.

Beneath the jade crown, there were no eyeballs in the empty eye sockets, only two flickering eerie green flames.

The tattered imperial robes fluttered without wind, and what hung from the cuffs were not arms, but hundreds of writhing, blood-red thorns.

The jade belt around his waist broke open, revealing a bronze chain wrapped around his abdomen. The other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the cauldron, as if this lingering resentment was still imprisoned by the Longevity Cauldron.

Those who seek immortality... are all but firewood in the cauldron!

A hoarse yet ethereal voice resounded through the sky, sending shockwaves through the air and causing everyone's souls to tremble. The protective aura of the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators was torn apart as thin as paper.

Jiang Yi could only sit down immediately, using her upright posture to withstand the shockwave.

Even Jiang Yi wanted to curse now. The team wasn't even in place yet, how could they start fighting the BOSS? Wasn't that just courting death?
The bluish-purple miasma overflowing from the cauldron was like a giant wave, and wherever it passed, all kinds of inanimate objects seemed to come alive and begin to breathe and swell.

Bang bang bang!
Jade bricks shattered one after another, and the roots of the giant tree burst out of the ground like dragons, instantly crushing half of the square, and several dragon-shaped pillars collapsed with a roar.

The Azure Emperor raised his hand, and twelve azure wooden swords unfolded behind him. Wherever the swords pointed, even the air was cut with pitch-black cracks.

"Run, run!"

Zhang Jincheng roared and grabbed his sister, pulling her away hastily. The stone-armored beast had just raised its rock shield when it was pulverized by its underground roots.

Qin Yunyan's Crimson Silk wrapped around the Flame-Tailed Fox, and they sped towards the palace gate. The three of them had no intention of fighting against the remnant spirit of the Azure Emperor.

Qin Yunze also suddenly woke up at this moment, but it was too late to escape. The bronze chain that shot out from the cauldron pierced through his shoulder blade and lifted him into the air.

Countless mummified corpses with vine armor crawled out of the ground, thorns and poisonous barbs emerging from their empty eye sockets. Bronze halberds slammed heavily into the ground, and vines spread wildly like venomous snakes.

Qin Yunze gritted his teeth and activated the Surging Wave Ruler to freeze the vines. He fell to the ground in a sorry state. He had only taken a few steps when a cage of thorns suddenly rose up beneath his feet.

"Damn it!"

He roared, and the Shocking Wave Ruler flashed with cold light, sending ice spikes flying. Then, even more Green Vine Demon Guards emerged from the ground and surrounded him.

Hee hee hee--

Countless crimson imps leaped out from the broken alchemy furnaces, flames raging on their heads and shoulders.

One by one, the demon-transforming pills were thrown out by the fire spirit, exploding upon landing. Poisonous fire spread like a tide, forcing the three fleeing individuals to retreat further and further away from the palace gate.

The crimson imp brandished fire tongs, and the chains of poisonous fire, like giant pythons, coiled around the palace gates, completely sealing off everyone's escape route.

The three of them huddled together and backed away. Qin Yunyan bit her lip tightly, Zhang Jincheng looked at his younger sister, and Zhang Jinling gripped the Thousand Blade Umbrella tightly.

"Since we can't leave, let's give it our all!"

　I've written 12,000 words today, and my head is spinning from writing. I only need one more chapter to pay off my writing debt. See you tomorrow!
　　
　
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