Slime Immortal.

Chapter 119: Earthly Immortal Returns to the Sword
A new rain washed the sky clear and blue.

Under the gentle sunshine, the remaining rainwater was still dripping along the thatched eaves and hitting the stone slabs in the courtyard.

Chen Yu sat cross-legged on the stone slab of the bamboo pavilion, with three or five medicine bottles scattered around his feet.

When the mind is immersed in the inner scene, one can vaguely hear the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest. Because the wind carries the water droplets that bend the branches, the sound seems more steady than usual.

I do not know how long it has been.

[Qi Training Level 5 → Level 6]

The cool water vapor brushed against his face, and he slowly opened his eyes. A golden glow like the rising sun flashed across his originally clear and bright eyes.

Immediately, the spiritual light retreated, and there was no difference from usual.

"Whoa whoa!"

The lazy slime man who was lying on the window frame watching the rain suddenly screamed, hurriedly kicked the bamboo support that opened the window, ran away with a "pa pa ji", and used his elastic body to jump steadily under the table and hid.

It turned out that at the end of the forest path, where the green sea swayed, a sect disciple in a gray robe with wide sleeves was walking towards him.

"Junior brother, good news! There's news about the small building you asked me to find last time." Shao Qingsong saw Chen Yu under the bamboo pavilion from a distance and waved to him.

"Brother, come in and sit down?"

Chen Yu stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and stepped down from the bamboo pavilion. It seemed that he was welcoming him, but in fact he was buying time for the slime man to hide.

"No." Shao Qingsong waved his hand hurriedly. "There are about five or six small buildings that meet your requirements, scattered in quiet places throughout the sect. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid we won't be able to see them all even after dark. Junior brother, why don't you come with me to take a look first?"

"Okay." Chen Yu responded and followed him into the forest path.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, casting spots of light on the ground and flowing over the two people walking.

"Senior brother, I would like to ask, do you have any familiar formation masters in the sect?" Chen Yu asked while walking.

"Formation Master?" Shao Qingsong put his hands behind his back, a strange look crossing his face. "Junior Brother, you have quite a wide range of interests. Could it be that you've become interested in formations again?"

"It's always good to have many skills. I just want to learn a few basics and get a rough understanding of Feng Shui and astrology, just as a way to gain more opportunities in the future."

"That's true." When talking about the formation, Shao Qingsong was obviously interested.

"Within the Sanyuan Sect, there are hundreds of arts to cultivate immortality. Even the most obscure art of raising Gu has disciples delving into it, not to mention the common formations among the Four Arts. Although the sect is not famous for its formations, from the large-scale protective formations to the small formations in various small buildings, they all need people to maintain them, so naturally there are quite a few disciples who practice formations."

"It just so happens that near the small building I've chosen, called Yunshen, there's a senior brother who practices formations and stays indoors all year round. We can pay him a visit. As long as we bring generous gifts, I don't think he'll be turned away."

"Then let's go to Yunshen Cottage first." Chen Yu decided immediately.

Shao Qingsong was stunned: "Aren't you going to other small buildings?"

"It's not too late to look at it later. I'm sorry to bother you today, senior brother." After saying that, Chen Yu reached into his arms, took out two warm and smooth spirit stones and put them in Shao Qingsong's hands.

Feeling the warmth and spiritual energy of the spirit stone in his palm, Shao Qingsong grinned: "No trouble, no trouble!"

"This Yunshen Cottage is located in a corner of the sect, hidden in a bamboo forest and lotus pond. The scenery is superb, and there is also a cloud formation for protection, which can prevent outsiders from prying. The only drawback is that it is not very convenient to get to."

"To get there, we need to take a cloud chariot, which travels through the clouds with the wind. So we must first go to the cloud chariot ferry in Nanqiaoji. However, I have already contacted a boatman. Junior brother, don't worry, just follow me."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."

The two of them climbed up the winding path, passed through the mountain road shaded by pine trees, and arrived at Nanqiaoji. Along the way, they chatted about the recent anecdotes of the sect.

Shao Qingsong suddenly thought of something: "Oh, right, there's a rumor that the Sword Master seems to have returned from the South China Sea after slaying monsters. If we're lucky, maybe we can even witness the wonder of the Earthly Immortal returning to the Sword Heavenly Palace."

"Earth Immortal?" Chen Yu followed the man through the bustling market, his curiosity growing. "I rarely go out and almost never attend lectures in the main hall, so I don't know much about the people and things in the sect. Senior Brother, could you tell me about this Sword Master?"

"Of course." Shao Qingsong agreed readily.

"But the Yunniang is already waiting at the ferry. Junior brother, please come with me on board first and don't keep the boatman waiting for too long." The man said, leading him to the ferry.

Above the clouds, there were many rafts naturally formed by ancient trees, moored steadily at the pier. All around them were disciples coming in and out of the sect, coming and going, making the scene very lively.

"Uncle Fang, we're here!"

The two of them finally boarded one of the boats. As soon as the cloud sails were spread, the cloud chariot glided steadily to the southeast as if it was walking on soft clouds.

Shao Qingsong was recounting the recent interesting events in the sect, while Chen Yu listened attentively, feeling the gentle breeze on his face and the flowing mist beneath his feet, his mind at peace. "Junior brother seems to be focused on cultivation and doesn't know much about the Great Dao after Qi Refining, but that's not necessarily a bad thing."

Shao Qingsong changed the subject, "Brother like me is so indecisive, and I'm only practicing Qi yet I'm always thinking about building a foundation pill. This is called impetuous and unrealistic."

"It's not surprising that you don't recognize Ancestor Dangjian. This Grand Elder was an Earthly Immortal who achieved the Golden Core Dao Fruition by slaying monsters in the South China Sea a hundred years ago. Although a hundred years seems like a blink of an eye to him, we, the younger generation, were not even born then."

"If I could witness the wonder of the Earthly Immortals returning to the Heavenly Sword Palace, perhaps a hundred years from now, when you and I are old, we would still feel a surge of emotion when we recall it."

Chen Yu asked, "How long is this old ancestor's lifespan? What is above the Golden Core?"

"It's been at least three hundred years. As for how much longer it can remain at large, I don't know."

Shao Qingsong replied, then added with a touch of awe in his tone, "Above the Golden Core stage, those beings may have already become no different from immortals. Their realm is so mysterious that we cannot fathom them. Perhaps they are close to merging with the heavens and earth, and wandering through the myriad realms. However, Junior Brother, it is inappropriate to criticize the Dao Master without authorization. Let's leave this topic at that."

He sighed, "Alas, becoming an immortal, becoming an immortal. Whether I, your senior brother, can break through the foundation-building stage in my lifetime is still unknown. If I could extend my lifespan by a hundred years, I would return to my hometown to raise children and become a free and easy ancestor."

Chen Yu stopped asking about the secrets of the higher realm and wanted to ask about the situation in Yunshen Xiaozhu, but he saw that the cultivators traveling on the cloud chariot seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the southern sky.

At this moment, an indescribable throbbing came from the southern sky without warning.

The power was deep and vast, instantly drowning out the clamor at the ferry and the gentle sound of the cloud chariot breaking through the wind.

"Om..."

Chen Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously followed his instincts and looked in the direction he was going. Shao Qingsong's words abruptly stopped, and he turned around in the same surprise.

I saw the southern sky, which was originally as blue as the clear sky, suddenly burst out with golden light.

Like a golden tide, it surged out from the horizon, quickly dyeing half the sky and coating the flowing clouds with a dazzling golden edge.

"Here he comes, it's the old man Dangjian! The old man has returned!" Shao Qingsong stood up suddenly, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

At the ferry and above the clouds, all the monks and disciples traveling back and forth, no matter where they were or what they were doing, all stopped what they were doing at the same moment and looked up at the vision that shook the heavens and the earth.

The noise instantly died down, leaving only the whimpering of the wind through the clouds.

Then, within the boundless golden light, a more condensed silver light appeared.

Then there were two o'clock, ten o'clock, a hundred o'clock, a thousand o'clock, ten thousand o'clock...endlessly.

"Zheng——!"

Those thousands of silver dots were actually condensed light swords of various shapes and sizes.

They emerged from the depths of the golden light and converged into a vast torrent of immeasurable width and length.

The overwhelming pressure swept over like a tangible tsunami, causing all the disciples with insufficient cultivation to feel their breathing stagnate and their minds shaken, as if their souls were about to be torn apart by the sharp intent.

"The Heavenly Sword... has returned."

Under the gazes of countless awe-inspiring eyes, the torrent of thousands of swords that spanned the sky finally rushed towards the highest and most precipitous isolated peak - the Heavenly Palace - in the depths of Sanyuan Sect, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

Ten thousand swords fell silent, like tired birds returning to their nests. When the last ray of sword light disappeared into the palace gate, the golden light in the sky also slowly converged and dissipated.

The sun shines again and the clouds start to flow again.

"It's the Sword Master, the Master has truly returned."

"The Earth Immortal returns to the sword! I am so lucky to see such a marvelous sight in my lifetime."

"Is that the power of an earthly immortal?"

Admiration, enthusiasm, awe, fear...all kinds of emotions surged among the crowd.

And Chen Yu felt the same way.

Xu Xuantian's golden elixir was very different from what he had imagined.

I don’t know when he will be able to perform the trick of “Wan Mu Returns to the Origin”.

After a brief pause and noise, the cloud chariot readjusted its direction, continued to break through the cloud waves, and carried Chen Yu leisurely towards the Yunshen Cottage located deep in the bamboo forest and lotus pond.

(End of this chapter)