Minglong

Chapter 209 Immortal's Instructions
Luoyang, the Prince's Mansion.

As midnight passed, the princess's boudoir remained silent.

Naiduo lay on the bed in the maid's quarters, perhaps dreaming of Xie Lang's rampage at the confluence of the three rivers. She waved and cheered, then lifted the autumn quilt, revealing a glimpse of her large white hair...

In the eight-step bedroom where eight people could sleep comfortably, the beautiful young princess lay on the inner side, slightly tipsy, while outside, the upright and dignified Da Momo slept soundly with steady breathing.

Call ~
A gentle breeze quietly enters the room, stirring up a dreamlike atmosphere.

In a state between dream and reality, Linghu Qingmo saw a snow-haired fairy with a youthful face and large breasts, radiating an aura of spiritual energy, floating in mid-air, surrounded by auspicious seven-colored clouds, exuding divine light and saying:

"Qingmo, don't be afraid, I am your grandmaster."

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Linghu Qingmo, still dazed, revealed a puzzled look in his eyes, as if to say—what a ridiculous dream, how could his master speak in such a girlish way…

The white-haired fairy didn't mind her doubts. She raised her left hand, and a wisp of blue light could be seen swirling around her palm, like a dragon spiraling down and merging into her body.

Then a vast and powerful energy spread throughout his body, permeating his limbs and bones, before converging at his dantian, radiating a gentle warmth that nourished his soul and body, as well as an almost inexhaustible life force.

The five elements, which were originally invisible and formless, and drifted between heaven and earth, could now be sensed with a trace of green energy, and could even be subtly drawn into the body, feeling as if one had suddenly realized something in a dream...

Linghu Qingmo was in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and simply looked around curiously:

"What is this?"

"Zuo Qinglong!"

The white-haired fairy wanted to stand proudly with her hands on her hips, but in front of her grand-disciple, she maintained her superior demeanor and patiently explained:

"You can think of it as the 'divine gift from the five directions' in the secular world, but the Great Dao is ruthless, and Heaven and Earth will not bestow opportunities on any one person. This item is the essence of spiritual energy and the fundamental elements gathered by Heaven and Earth themselves..."

Linghu Qingmo was studious from a young age. Although he did not read as many books as Xie Jinhuan, he was very familiar with cultivation classics.

The Five Divine Gifts are the most precious treasures in the path of cultivation. They are gathered in a certain area according to their location. The wood of the Five Elements comes from Dragon Bone Beach and can only be conceived in the Jiazi cycle. Usually, there is enough for two or three living beings to refine.

Although it is a creation of nature, as the foundation of the five elements, living beings who obtain it are indeed comparable to receiving a divine gift. With the nurturing of time, they will gradually undergo a complete transformation.

Among them, the Azure Dragon is eternally youthful and full of vitality, unafraid of injuries and illnesses, and wields the ultimate Yang Divine Thunder.

The Vermilion Bird allows living beings to control the blazing true fire, and it is said that it can also be reborn from the ashes.

The White Tiger is self-evident; it is the god of war.

Xuanwu is associated with water and is characterized by its unassuming longevity. Books record that it is always killed by fighting, and I have never seen it die of old age.

The Qilin comes from the Qilin Cave, is associated with the earth element, and excels in protection and stability, balancing the forces of the four directions.

One who is bestowed with even one of the five divine gifts can be the most outstanding in a sect. However, they are rare and take a long time to develop. Moreover, all living things and plants can absorb their essence, so only a few cultivators are destined to possess them.

Fortunately, this item can be passed down through generations. As long as it is not stolen or destroyed upon death, it will normally take several generations to consume.

The majority of the world's remaining stock is now in the hands of the old demon at the mountain peak, a small number belong to the leaders of various sects, and most of the top-grade ones are never even smelled in their lifetime. As for those below the top grade, without the inheritance of a master, they may not even have heard of them.

Although obtaining this thing is like a "gift from God", losing it is like "abandoning God", and it will gradually revert to the mortal body.

Linghu Qingmo, half-asleep, asked:
"If my master gives it to me, what will you do?"

The white-haired fairy floated in the air, her body surrounded by flowing light of four colors:
"Grandmaster, I quelled the rebellion of the Witch Cult and obtained countless opportunities. Losing one or two will not have a big impact. We can seize them later... seize the time to find one."

"Oh……"

"You have received this opportunity. From now on, remember to cultivate diligently and not flaunt your wealth. If you cannot hold onto this item, it will be a calamity. During the chaos of the Witch Cult, low-level cultivators who dared to casually display this opportunity disappeared without a trace. It is even impossible to find out whether they were harmed by evil spirits or killed by the righteous path."

Linghu Qingmo nodded dazedly, "This disciple will remember. Hmm..." Perhaps because she was still half-asleep and her mind wasn't clear, she became a little audacious and added:

“Grandmaster, could you give Xie Jinhuan some opportunity? He spends his days slaying demons and monsters, but he has no sect to support him, and all his cultivation resources are obtained through merit points…” The white-haired fairy shook her head: “He is different from you. He has opportunities, but he must undergo thousands of tribulations to transform into a dragon. Opportunities are just rewards; the process of obtaining them is the real training. Without the process, he is destined to lack something. It is best for him to obtain these things himself.”

Linghu Qingmo nodded slightly, no longer asking for favors for her boyfriend. She then glanced at Ling'er, who was fast asleep beside her, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

The white-haired fairy was very understanding, and white light emanated from her right arm:
“This girl is quite talented and I have a good eye for her. She looks just like me. Since we’ve met, I’ll lend her a bit of this opportunity for now. However, she’s not a disciple of Ziwei Mountain, so she’ll have to return it later. If she can’t return it, it means she was never meant to have it, and my master will have to take it back.”

Linghu Qingmo quickly replied, "She is quite capable, but as a princess, it is inconvenient for her to travel around. I will definitely take her with me to slay demons and monsters in the future, so that she can return the opportunity as soon as possible."

The white-haired fairy nodded slightly, and after giving the little one this opportunity, her figure vanished with the wind, and the room dimmed...
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A lone peak hangs like the moon, and the golden roof of the Taoist temple appears and disappears above the forest.

Xie Jinhuan walked briskly along the mountain path, glancing at Danyang City outside the mountain along the way.

The Danwang Mansion was brightly lit, while the city was peaceful and serene. There was no sign of the white-haired patriarch floating in the air causing trouble, saying something like, "Let the world feel the pain..."

What did the white-haired guy do...?

Xie Jinhuan couldn't figure out Qixia Fairy's whereabouts. Although he was very grateful to this great nanny, his primary goal was to bury the person back. So he quickened his pace and checked the person's physical condition along the way.

Having suddenly acquired a unique talent, Xie Jinhuan couldn't help but feel curious, and on his way back just now, he even tried it out a little.

It turned out that this talent was indeed something he possessed innately. His body was different from that of normal people; it seemed to have been enhanced later in life. Along the Du meridian of his spine, there was an invisible but real dark meridian, and its branches were integrated with the meridians throughout his body. Hmm…

It's like adding an imperial engine to the core power unit!
His physique is currently like a small car; if both systems work together, it will definitely explode and disintegrate. At present, he can only barely start the engine, which is why the White-haired Fairy wants to put the Seven-Star Nails on him.

This thing was definitely not something he was born with. He felt it was one of the fortuitous encounters he had after falling into the sea south of the South China Sea. The Joyful Heart Sutra and the Eight Forms of the Silver Dragon are external martial arts, but this unique Dark Meridian is the internal martial arts.

After all, if it's just about techniques and skills, he had already learned quite a bit by the time he reached Phoenix Harbor. Even if he didn't encounter any masters later on, he could still figure it out as long as he didn't die, it would just take a little longer.

As for his rapid rise from the seventh rank to the peak of the fourth rank in the past two years, his cultivation speed is very fast, but it cannot be described as heaven-defying. As for the Dark Vein, it is an opportunity that cannot be obtained without a fortuitous encounter.

Xie Jinhuan is still unsure what the effects will be after this hidden meridian is fully opened, but the current 8% power has already brought about significant changes to his physique. This includes not only the power of his attacks, but also the speed of his bodily functions, such as Qi cultivation, Qi raising, movements, reactions, and even the 'inverted candle pouring' technique.

However, the "donkey's persistence" has been severely nerfed, and high power consumption and short battery life are inevitable. Therefore, this state can only be kept locked down and used as a trump card.

Furthermore, the white-haired Taoist nun's name was too casual and difficult to understand if spoken aloud. He also thought of a name that better suited the style of this chapter:
Buried in the distant sea, rising from the Dragon Abyss, using the body as its embryo and the seven stars as its sheath, it forges a sword that will shake the world!
That's why it's called Seven Dragons Carrying the Coffin...

Open the gate and release the dragons. If one can't carry it away, then release seven, each more powerful than the last. I refuse to believe there's any fellow Daoist who can't carry it away...

This string of awful names sounds even more casual than the name of the white-haired Taoist nun...

Old Dragon is still pushing the cart...

……

Lost in these random thoughts, Xie Jinhuan entered the mountain gate.

Although from the sky, Zihui Mountain's layout resembles a Bagua diagram, which is very well-designed, once inside, it feels like just an old Taoist temple, winding and quiet, with few disciples walking around at night.

Xie Jinhuan arrived at the back mountain with practiced ease, only to find that the White-Haired Fairy had already returned, standing gracefully beneath the ancient osmanthus tree, speaking:

"The Vermilion Bird Mausoleum is just what people call it; in reality, it's a fissure in the earth, a rift widened by rising yang fire. The earth's veins stretch for hundreds of miles, and the interior is like a maze. You two definitely won't find it if you go in directly. Based on my past experience, go in the direction where the yang fire is strongest. Xie Jinhuan is back; you can take him with you then, and he'll find it..."

Standing in front of the osmanthus tree, Bing Tuozi stood very upright. Even though he was a head taller than Qixia Zhenren, he no longer felt the oppressive feeling of his high heels pressing on his chest. He was just listening attentively.

Senior Sister Hua stood to her side with her hands folded at her waist. Her light blue dress accentuated her swaying hips, and the bow hair clip added a touch of sophistication, making her look every bit the mature and charming woman she was…

Coal Ball squatted on the chessboard, eating roasted meat that someone had brought him, swaying his head and looking quite engrossed.

Upon hearing the white-haired fairy's reminder, the two turned around at the same time.

Xie Jinhuan quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"The senior has returned. Are you preparing to go to Fire Phoenix Valley?"

(End of this chapter)