Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 3: The Two Clans of Liches (Please Collect)
Above Mount Buzhou, Li Xuanyang and the Three Pure Ones each rode auspicious clouds and flew towards the east of Mount Buzhou.

The Three Pure Ones' temple is located in the east of Mount Buzhou, exactly to the south and east of the place where Li Xuanyang transformed, and the distance is very far.

Fortunately, Li Xuanyang and Sanqing were not ordinary cultivators. The cloud light moved at an astonishing speed and soon arrived near the eastern part of Mount Buzhou.

From afar, one could hear bursts of deafening shouts and cries coming from beneath the auspicious clouds. The sky was filled with murderous intent, as if a large number of living beings and cultivators were fighting each other.

"This is?"

Standing on the auspicious cloud, Li Xuanyang looked puzzled. The eastern part of Mount Buzhou was the Taoist temple of Sanqing, where three powerful masters were in charge. Who would dare to fight here!

"It must be the two tribes of witches and liches again!"

Taoist Shangqing snorted coldly and explained, "Ever since the emergence of the two tribes of witches and liches, they have occupied sacred mountain and blessed land everywhere. A while ago, even the three of us brothers' dojo were approached by some of them, and we often fight and hunt each other."

Mount Buzhou is vast in area, and the Three Pure Ones only occupied a sacred mountain in the eastern mountains as a Taoist temple. As time went by, it was inevitable that the two tribes of wizards and liches would migrate here.

Unfortunately, due to the pressure from Pangu, the two tribes of witches and liches could not settle in the depths of Mount Buzhou, and could only occupy sacred mountains in the nearby mountains, so they were not far from the Taoist temple of the Three Pure Ones.

"My three fellow Taoists, let's go over and take a look." Li Xuanyang planned to take the opportunity to learn more about the two races of Lich and Witch.

"Okay." Sanqing nodded, and rode the auspicious cloud down with Li Xuanyang.

Soon, they saw a battlefield where members of the two tribes of Lich and Witch were fighting for their lives. The scene was very tragic.

Li Xuanyang observed carefully for a while and found that the witch clan clearly had the upper hand. Each of them had a strong body, was brave and good at fighting, and was not afraid of life and death. They killed the demon clan and forced them to retreat again and again. Many witches took the opportunity to collect the corpses left behind by the demon clan. They looked very happy.

This action made him frown. Rather than saying that the witches and liches were fighting each other, it would be more accurate to say that the witches were hunting the demons, treating them as wild beasts.

"These witches actually hunt the demons as wild beasts!" Li Xuanyang couldn't help but shook his head, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Fellow Daoist, this Wu clan is different from cultivators like us. They are born without a primordial spirit and do not cultivate the Three Flowers. All their magical powers are above their physical bodies."

Looking at the scene below, Taoist Yuqing said with displeasure, "Therefore, ordinary witches cannot absorb and exhale spiritual energy and can only practice with their blood and flesh."

"Those powerful Great Witches and Ancestral Witches are fine, but the ordinary witches in the tribe need to eat wild beasts and spiritual fruits. So for the witch clan, hunting demons is also a source of food."

There was a hint of coldness in his tone.

The twelve ancestor witches of the Wu clan claimed to be the descendants of the great god Pangu. The Wu clan was the surviving clan of Pangu, and the Three Pure Ones were the incarnations of Pangu's spirit and inherited the spirit of Pangu.

However, the Wu Clan acted in this way, causing chaos and confusion, and they did not look like the descendants of the great god Pangu at all.

"The two tribes of wizards and liches will have to fight each other sooner or later." Li Xuanyang nodded. If the wizard tribe doesn't farm or cultivate the land, where will they get food?

They can only survive by hunting and gathering.

Although wizards can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when they have practiced to a certain level, they do not need to eat.

But even so, the amount of food required is not a small amount.

The main targets of the witch clan's hunting can only be demons and wild beasts.

"Fellow Daoist, this is quite true."

Taoist Taiqing looked thoughtful, sighed softly, and said, "This witch clan has twelve ancestral witches, each of whom possesses extraordinary Taoist skills and magical powers. They are born from the same origin and advance and retreat together. Their power is even greater than that of the demon clan."

"Of course, the demon tribe also has hundreds of millions of people. Di Jun and Tai Yi are also people with great magical powers. In addition, the two Taoist friends Fuxi and Nuwa in Fengqi Mountain are also great saints of the demon tribe. There are also many demon tribes in the mountain, and they should not be underestimated."

"However, fellow Daoists Fuxi and Nuwa are devoted to cultivating the Dao and rarely interfere in the affairs of the demon tribe. They rarely fight with the witch tribe either. I think these demon tribes below are probably subordinates of Emperor Jun and Taiyi."

Hearing what Taoist Taiqing said, Li Xuanyang couldn't help but be shocked. It seemed that there was discord within the demon clan. Di Jun, Taiyi and other demons were fighting against the witch clan for life and death. On the contrary, Fuxi, Nuwa and other demons in Fengqi Mountain rarely fought with the witch clan.

"Speaking of which, fellow Taoists Fuxi and Nuwa are the ones with great supernatural powers among us Qigong practitioners. They don't cultivate the demon clan's primordial spirits and Dharma images, but they protect the demon clan and become the demon clan's great saints." Taoist Yuqing sighed, feeling a little sorry.

If the two races of wizards and liches really fight in the future, with the two powerful Qigong practitioners Fuxi and Nuwa, I am afraid that the other Qigong practitioners will also be involved.

"Fuxi, Nuwa!" Li Xuanyang repeated softly. Now he understood the difference between Qigong practitioners and the demon race.

The demon race does not cultivate the three flowers of the soul, but cultivates the Dharma image of the soul and the demonic aura.

The Qigong practitioners cultivate the three flowers of the primordial spirit, and their spiritual abilities are all above the three flowers. Although both seem to cultivate the primordial spirit, they are actually completely different.

"I've also heard that in the North Sea, there's also a demon clan great saint, known as the Kunpeng Patriarch, whose Taoist skills and magical powers are comparable to those of fellow Taoists Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Nuwa."

Taoist Shangqing pointed to the north and said, "Countless demon tribes in the North Sea and the northern part of the prehistoric world worship him as their leader, and they often fight with the witch tribe."

"It seems that the demon clan is divided into three branches, and each branch does not belong to the other." Li Xuanyang thought of the legend in his previous life. There was a great war between the witch and the lich clan. Nuwa lived in the Wa Palace and was blocked by the Three Pure Ones and the two saints from the West. In the end, Di Jun, Taiyi and a group of witch ancestors died one after another, and the witch and the lich clan almost perished together.

Now it seems that the only ones who have truly fallen are the demon clans of Di Jun and Tai Yi; the demon clan of Fengqi Mountain, with the protection of Nuwa, seems to be living in peace.

There was also Kunpeng who fled in the face of the enemy, but later he continued to be the ancestor of the North Sea, living a carefree life, and was hardly affected by the Lich Catastrophe.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to think too much. This matter has nothing to do with us, the Qigong practitioners." Taoist Taiqing retracted his gaze and invited Li Xuanyang to continue to the Taoist temple without paying attention to the fight between the Lich and the Warlocks.

After all, these are matters between the two tribes of wizards and liches, and have little to do with the Qigong practitioners such as Li Xuanyang and Sanqing. It is enough to keep them in mind so as not to be involved in the war between the two tribes and end up dead and without any spirit left.

"That's fine too."

Li Xuanyang chuckled, collected his thoughts, and rode the auspicious clouds with the Three Pure Ones towards a sacred mountain.

After a short while, he felt the scene in front of him change, yin and yang transformed, chaos spread, and a cave world was opened up in the tiny space. Divine light was overflowing in the sky, and a number of innate divine texts were hidden in it, determining yin and yang, deriving the five elements, and reversing the sun, moon, and universe.

This turned out to be a large mountain protection formation.

The array is divided into six gates: life, death, illusion, annihilation, obscurity, and brightness. Life and death are determined by a single thought, and death can enter and life can exit. The array is a world unto itself, capable of being near or far, large or small. A tiny speck of dust can become a vast universe.

Once lost, there is no escape.

"This mountain protection formation can actually form a cave world in itself. It's really amazing." Li Xuanyang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look at it carefully.

If a suitable Taoist temple is found in the future, a similar mountain protection formation can be set up to create a paradise of its own.

"This formation was deduced by my eldest brother based on his own great Dao. It is called Liang Yi Micro Dust. It can generate chaos by using Yin and Yang. It is extremely mysterious and can be compared with the innate formation."

Taoist Shangqing did not hide anything and explained the mysteries of the formation one by one, which made Li Xuanyang's eyes shine with wonder. No wonder this formation was so extraordinary. It turned out to be the Yin-Yang Microdust Formation. He didn't know what treasure Taoist Taiqing used to suppress the formation.

Since this matter concerned the key to the Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation, he was not in a position to ask.

"It's just a formation, nothing compared to Daoist friend's innate Yin-Yang True Fire."

Taoist Taiqing seemed quite happy and said, "This place is where the three of us brothers transformed. It is not one of the thirty-six cave heavens in the prehistoric world. I can only use the mysterious formation to create a cave heaven and blessed land of my own. I am sorry to make you laugh."

Although Taoist Taiqing said so, there was no loss on his face, nor did he show any longing for the Thirty-Six Caves of the Primordial World. Instead, he was quite proud of his own formation.

Li Xuanyang wanted more and more to find a suitable Taoist temple, preferably one that was far away from the conflict between the Lich and the Warlocks.

Although he also took shape in Mount Buzhou, he could occupy a sacred mountain like the Three Pure Ones and use it as a place of practice.

But he knew clearly that Mount Buzhou was by no means a quiet place. Not to mention that the two tribes of wizards and liches were already entrenched there, just the appearance of the Heavenly Court in the void above Mount Buzhou would inevitably attract the two great demon saints, Di Jun and Tai Yi, and would surely cause a disturbance.

In comparison, it would be better to go overseas and look for a blessed place.

Li Xuanyang praised Taiqing, "Daoyou are so talented that you can come up with such a solution."

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you'd better come into the mountain with us so that we can sit down and taste the spiritual fruits and drink the immortal drinks while discussing the formation with the eldest brother." Taoist Shangqing laughed loudly and pulled Li Xuanyang to walk forward.

Li Xuanyang followed Sanqing through the Liangyi Microdust Array and came to the Lingshan Mountain. He felt the rich innate spiritual energy coming towards him. It was many times richer than the valley where he transformed. There was even a faint trace of yin and yang energy contained in it. It was extremely extraordinary. No wonder Taiqing had no yearning for the thirty-six caves in the prehistoric world.

However, the place occupied by the Three Pure Ones was not overly decorated. There were only three very simple stone chambers and a congenital spiritual spring several feet in size. Next to it grew a huge jujube tree with lush branches and leaves. The strangest thing was that the trunk and leaves were all red, emitting a bright glow.

On its branches and leaves hang many red jade-like dates, shaped like small dates, three or four feet long, and look very pleasing.

"What a wonderful fire date! Although it is not an innate spiritual root, it is also very extraordinary."

Li Xuanyang suddenly thought of the many references to "green lotus roots and water peaches for pressing wine, cross-pears and jujubes for a long life" in his previous life's Journey to the West. He wondered if the jujubes mentioned in them were related to the jujube tree in front of him.

(End of this chapter)