The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 124 Subduing the Fiends
The sons of the Li family gathered together, reunited after many years of separation.

At the foot of Yun Gui Mountain, as he and his clansmen met and reminisced about their blood ties, they heard only the distant sound of the white wolf nail-headed creature being beheaded and skinned by Linglong Changjun as a sacrificial offering to the Southern Dipper.

The ghostly whispers were mournful and plaintive, filled with sorrow and despair!

Beneath the trees, deep, dark shadows stood, with the white wolf monster suppressed by the Five Peaks of Darkness.

Then, pale ghostly figures, draped in paper clothes with drooping sleeves, surrounded them.

That armored madman, his body like a silver-armored corpse, stood tall with his arms crossed over his chest, looking down at the defeated scoundrel;
As the bird spread its wings for several feet, it rustled and shook off bits and pieces of paper, which turned out to be fragments of joss paper.

As it moved slowly and deliberately, its form gradually transformed into a paper-cut illusion. With each step, the figure seemed to defy the rules of the mortal world, suddenly appearing several feet away.

The most terrifying thing was the six faceless ghosts, their empty faces covered in mourning clothes, standing quietly to the side. Their gazes, seemingly from nowhere, lingered on the backs of everyone, like the soul-reaping ghosts of the Northern Netherworld, constantly threatening every living person!
The eight or nine priests and guards watched helplessly as the twelve mad gods were skinned and their heads offered up, their eerie whispers echoing as they danced a dance that did not belong to this world around the Qionghua Ghost Lamp…

After the offering of the Southern Dipper was completed, Linglong Dachang could not contain herself and stretched out her right hand, tearing hard at the corpse of the White Wolf Immortal.

A ripping sound.

She forcibly pulled out a roll of demonic paper that was as delicate and abnormally soft as silver foil.

"Hehe, it's done!"

This exquisite and powerful demon, when it was created, used the spirit of the Skinning Demon as its foundation, and had an unexpected obsession with collecting the skins of all kinds of beasts.

Li Qing was standing shoulder to shoulder with several military governors, watching this place with his hands behind his back.

Linglong Changzhu obtained the ghost skin and was about to pick up the Southern Dipper Spirit Lamp in front of the altar to claim credit when a bruised ghost hand beat him to it and picked up the Southern Dipper Jade Flower Treasure Lamp.

That was Ding Zhu Wumian, with his purple-black ghost hand in his sleeve and sacrificial talisman on his body. On his paper clothes, the scroll of the giant rat talisman and the cauldron cooking talisman had been manifested to the fullest extent, with three or five talismans arranged to evolve into a primordial and boundless killing intent.

Paper-wielding man stepped over Linglong, presented the Southern Dipper Life-Extending Lamp with both hands, and tiptoed from the shadows of the mountain forest to deliver it to the master!

"..."

"Ok!"

Li Qing nodded in acknowledgment, then with a flick of his sleeve, he put away the spirit lamp. With a flick of his finger, a Netherworld Pearl and a wisp of soul essence were bestowed upon him, falling into the faceless Yin Spirit.

With the offerings of the Netherworld Pearl and the soul essence refined by that vengeful ghost, the Faceless Demon is about to ascend to the heavens.

With a flick of his fingertip, the Primordial Chaos Royal Chariot was instantly transformed into streams of light and absorbed into the life tablets hanging beneath its canopy. The Royal Chariot itself also swiftly shrank to the size of a palm and landed on Li Qing's right hand.

"I've heard that trouble has broken out in the Western Mountains. Is there anything I can do for you, brother?"

After glancing at the approaching Linglong Chang, Li Qingyuan asked her brother again.

"Huo Liu and Yun'er, also obey your elder brother's orders and quickly deal with the disaster here so that we can return to the manor to welcome our second brother back!"

Two members of the Li family stepped forward, cupped their hands in unison, and said, their eyes sparkling as they stared intently at the two brothers from the main branch.

This man is a scholar of the highest caliber, renowned throughout the prefecture and county, and a talented individual with great potential to become a scholar and a local official.

The other one was even more mysterious. He sought the Dao outside the secular world and possessed unfathomable abilities. In the blink of an eye, he flew three hundred miles and suppressed the White Wolf Immortal with a single palm!

With these two brothers, they are worthy of upholding the name of my ancestral temple for nine generations!

The soldiers standing nearby were stunned, not knowing who this immortal was. With a flick of his wrist, the wolf immortal was killed without a burial place...

"In Yun Gui Mountain, there are five immortal families: the Weasel, the Black-Scaled Lord, the White Wolf Immortal, the Third Toad Master, and the White-Faced Owl... These immortals in the mountain are arrogant and intolerant, and the clans and families of the prefectures and counties, though united, are unwilling to yield. Now, there is no longer any chance for reconciliation."

"Today, we must either expel the Yun Gui Immortal Family from the list, or we must wait for the court to send its elite troops."

"Second Brother is not what he used to be. Now, I beg you to lend me a hand!"

Li Yong was indeed one of the few scholars in the prefecture who could make a name for himself at such a young age. When he saw his second son make a move as casually as walking in a garden and suppress the immortal with a flick of his palm, he immediately understood the situation.

Seizing this opportunity, he humbly asked Li Qing for help.

"it is good!"

Li Qing nodded in response, his body surrounded by a misty aura of Dao. He looked up at the mountain peaks that surrounded him on all sides, where the aura of war and conflict rose into the sky. Every inch of the heaven and earth was filled with the smoke of gunpowder and the calamity of bloodshed, suggesting that the battles that had taken place here must have been extremely brutal.

"Candle, protect them for me."

The Taoist priest left behind a message, and the graceful and arrogant lady in the distance immediately chuckled and rose up. In an instant, a cold wind and mist swept across the area, covering the entire mountain for miles. The so-called Mountain Ghost Law and the Rainy Domain stirred up a change from day to night, and stirred up wind and rain.

In the blink of an eye, the tyrant followed Li Qing as he unleashed the Ghost Realm. The two figures instantly transformed into a hazy state of half-cloud and half-mist, traveling more than thirty miles in a few breaths, directly invading the very edge of the battlefield.

Below, the dragon descends, its crimson scales and red mane ablaze with flames, its six-crowned dragon head displaying its majesty.

As soon as "Candle" appeared, its nearly twenty-zhang-long dragon body coiled in the sky. The demonic wind it stirred up just from its appearance crushed the trees on both sides, and its huge dragon eyes swept over the crowd.

At this moment, it still held a Dragon-taming Jade in its mouth, indicating that this sudden task had indeed disturbed its cultivation!

"hold head high……"

The roar of the dragon over the Cangshan Mountains, dominating the western peak, is a rare species. In the southern prefectures, it has always been associated with the gods of mountains and rivers. How could this not frighten the entire army?
As Li Yong gazed at the jade disc held in the dragon's mouth, he suddenly remembered that three or four years ago, Erlang had written to him, inquiring about information related to the ancient dragon-taming clan.

Could it be that he was already controlling this red dragon back then?

The battlefield situation was changing rapidly, and they could not afford to delay for too long. A dragon soared in the sky, protecting them as they rushed to join the central army.

Meanwhile, on the mountainside ahead, the act of felling the mountain and annihilating the entire clan had reached its bloodiest stage.

These chivalrous heroes and warriors from various prefectures and counties may have been seeking temporary fame or a sense of honor, or perhaps they wanted to gain a reputation for bravery so they could return to their counties and obtain a minor official position such as a lieutenant or a commander.

But in the final analysis, it was the outside immortals who invaded the hunting mountain that originally belonged to the villagers and militia of the prefecture and county. In the final analysis, it was them who wanted to make the common people of the prefecture and county have whatever they wanted, and it was them who wanted to climb over the heads of the people of the prefecture and county and become "immortals"!
In this great age of humanity, there are indeed those who can rise above the masses. But clearly, the "Hall of Five Immortals" is not among them.

Three old heroes from the county government were the first to break through the Five Immortals Hall's defenses. With two goose-feather sabers, they simultaneously cleaved through the door bolts and kicked open the gate, bursting into the hall's stronghold.

The four demons, clad in armor and robes, drew their weapons to block, but their fire was extinguished by a single spell from the white-haired old man charging ahead.

He took a deep breath, his chest swelling three inches, and then exhaled. In an instant, a wisp of true fire burst from his lungs, stirring up a vast amount of true energy. It ignited upon contact with the air, spreading over three hundred feet in the blink of an eye, turning the entire hall into a sea of ​​fire. What a magnificent display of true fire spreading like wildfire!
The Six Arts of the Southern Kingdom, including archery, horsemanship, and martial arts, share the same origin as the cultivation of immortality. Those who cultivate to the highest level achieve mastery of their cultivation, and their true qi can overturn rivers and seas. They are called national heroes or "human immortals."

This old hero had already mastered three-tenths of the essence of his life-force technique. His breath was like the wind, and he drew upon the true fire in his dantian. With a single spell, he instantly turned the little demon into a fiery figure.

Then, leading his followers, he attacked with weapons, and in a few swift moves, he chopped the demons into mincemeat and stormed into the Five Immortals Hall.

Do not laugh at ordinary people for not knowing the ways of immortals; the Six Arts and Two Skills are enough to subdue the demon mountain!
The Southern Kingdom was able to establish itself with this technique, combining the arts of immortals and ghosts, surpassing even the Bashu Kingdom, causing Fangzhang Immortal Continent to humbly submit and be compared with the Northern Kingdom.

The Six Arts of Humanity and the Two Skills of Life and Nature are also remarkable methods.

The fact that the Five Immortals Hall entered the South was a terrible move. In the Jiangnan and Jiangbei regions, the way of the "scholar" was flourishing, and in Lingnan and the southwest, ghosts and gods held sway. There was no chance for them to intervene.

Not to mention that these immortals do not cultivate virtue and only care about occupying mountains and making demands, it is only a matter of time before something bad happens!

Once the South Gate was breached, the chivalrous hero, enraged, and the local militia, seeking revenge, slaughtered many immortal descendants and monsters from all directions, leaving a river of blood.

The immortals below, who were being entangled by the Lord of the Underworld, were truly enraged. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they unleashed their demonic powers, wielding knives, forks, spears, and lances, determined to fight to the death.

"Hmph! I left you a way out, but you refused and insisted on heading down the road to the underworld."

"You'd better open your eyes wide. There's only one Southern Kingdom in the capital. If you want to come to the Southern Kingdom to beg for food, you don't deserve to eat standing up."

"You have to beg on your knees, understand?"

The military captain drew his long spear and swung it back, striking the old toad so hard that it knocked the spear from its hand. Before the toad could even unleash its venomous green toad poison, the mountain lord roared, unleashing a violent black wind magic that snapped trees and sent rocks flying, all of which were swept back.

If it really came down to a fight, even if the Five Immortals Hall came along, they could still slaughter them all in front of the soldiers of the Two Rivers Army!

With one kick, he sent the weasel-faced old man in yellow robes tumbling over. Immediately, the elite tiger and wolf warriors from the battalion behind him charged forward, wielding heavy crossbows half a person's height, and fired ten or so shots, knocking down all the monsters on the mountain. Then, they drew their swords and spears, rushed forward, and beheaded them one by one.

He and his companions had originally come here to protect the Five Immortals Hall.

After all, such mysterious power, if used well, can be a remarkable political achievement.

But these beasts from the north, don't they know any better?
The officials of the prefecture asked you to protect the mountains and fields and bestow merit upon you, not to invite you to become "immortals"!

The five great immortal families are powerful, so what? Can you withstand the magic-breaking arrows and the heavy crossbows made of fine steel? Can you withstand the battalions of tiger and bear armored soldiers that can destroy mountains and graves?
Having escalated the situation to this point, Black Scale Lord removed the bamboo hat from his head and tossed it aside. His snake head stared coldly at the captain, his venomous fangs peeking out from the corners of his mouth.

"Good, good, good! You're amazing, your Southern Kingdom is truly remarkable."

"My Five Immortals Hall has been destroyed. You and your filthy soldiers will be buried here to accompany our men in death!"

The Black-Scaled Lord leaped down from between the rocks, and the Old Toad and the Yellow-Skinned Old Man approached him. The three Foundation Establishment stage demons gathered and took their positions, and more than ten old demons provided support. There were even three or five old shamans with the ability to summon immortals who had the ability to see the sun blindly, who surrounded him and were determined to kill this military captain here.

"No, those local militiamen have a few wicked old devils behind them. They are insidious and despicable, and they have murdered several of my nephews and nieces."

"Please stop them for now, gentlemen. I will send the children of the various branches out first."

The bird-headed, human-bodied, winged monster paused, its heart filled with worry. It disregarded the well-prepared and impenetrable army and retreated into the hall.

Although his words sounded like a question, he seemed completely unconcerned about whether the snake-headed black-scaled lord agreed or not, and turned to leave!
Seeing that he was still doing things his own way, a flash of anger crossed the Black Scale Lord's eyes. But after thinking it over, he realized that he really couldn't let him harm all the young men he had painstakingly raised in the hall. It would be better to send them away.

“That works, Bai Mian. Quickly send the five young men into the depths of the mountains.”

"At worst, I'll just kill all these suicidal guys and then leave this Southern Kingdom."

For them, having come from that formidable mountain range, with such abilities, where could they not go?

"Understood!" White-faced Owl snorted coldly and flew into the hall without turning his head.

This Immortal Yun Gui enjoyed ample offerings in the north. The Tianqian region was a chaotic area that had been neglected by three dynasties. Ordinary people had no one to rely on, so they naturally worshipped him as a god, and he would grant all their requests.

But this is the South. Do you really think you can escape unscathed after all this?
suddenly.

As the white-faced owl turned and leaped into the air, he suddenly felt a darkness above his head, followed by what seemed like an immense force attacking him—a black wind that covered several miles!
Before these many powerful immortal warriors could make a move, a large hand immediately reached out from the dark clouds, and with a loud bang, the white-faced old owl was instantly slammed to the ground.

As the dark clouds dispersed and the black wind gradually subsided, two beautiful young men and women stepped out from the dark clouds and looked down at the ground.

"I heard it clearly. The chaos at Yun Gui Mountain is ultimately caused by an old demon who can't distinguish between high and low."

"The prefectural government bestowed upon them the title of mountain spirits, yet they insist on being superior to others, is that so?"

A loud laugh rose from the clouds, pointing out the biggest problem in one sentence.

As soon as the young Taoist appeared, the soldiers in the army all turned their crossbows around, but when they saw his figure again, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm...you could say that!"

"May I ask which mountain the immortal is cultivating in seclusion on? Could you possibly offer any assistance?"

Upon seeing that it was a Taoist priest from the clouds, the armored soldiers and wandering knights covering the mountain immediately lit up and loudly requested his assistance.

After all, in this southern capital, the three most important groups are "scholars," "Taoists," and "ghosts." When there are no external threats, they may cause trouble from time to time; but when there are external enemies, they are absolutely the most reliable protectors for the people of the prefectures and counties.

"certainly!"

But then, a voice echoed from the sky, and immediately a nine-zhang-tall banner rose up, covering the sky. On it, a hundred and twenty talismans of war and killing were revealed, and as they were arranged, they gave rise to the image of the six heavenly auras.

Six heavens rise, three paths intersect. Among them are the untimely deaths of celestial beings, the gruesome demise of those who perished violently, the ghosts of those afflicted with five wounds, the defeated generals and the soldiers who died in the chaos of battle. Men are called generals, women are called ladies, and they are led by ghostly soldiers. Their armies move freely, their commands are absolute, they roam the heavens and earth, arbitrarily wielding power and authority, demanding sacrifices from people at temples and shrines…

And this weapon-killing talisman and the ten-thousand-soul banner, derived from the old qi of the five wounded soldiers and the evil spirits of the hundred spirits who died violently, are in a state of great killing!
Immediately, the black banner fluttered, stirring the wind and clouds, and transformed into a ghostly light that crashed down. The ancient spirit banner, like a flag used to wrap up corpses in the chaos of a defeated battlefield, with its nine-foot-six-foot banner surface adorned with symbols of war, death, and decay, wrapped directly around the white-faced owl.

Bang, bang, bang...

Only the demonic blood essence spread everywhere, and the banner sounded like a hundred ghosts devouring demons, which made all the demons, ghosts and spirits in the field stand still, their hair standing on end!
"Five Immortals Hall, please confess your crimes and settle this matter!"

"Otherwise, the methods I've used to earn money overseas are notoriously ruthless..."

(End of this chapter)