Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Within just a few days, numerous immortals, Buddhas, and deities arrived.

The battle raged on, and the three Heavenly Gates were overflowing with people. Many cultivators ascended to the Ninth Heaven to witness the spectacle.

"What a blessing it would be to ascend to the three great divine rankings and gain the power of heaven and earth!"

"To live as long as the heavens, to wield the power over heaven and earth, and to look down upon all living beings."

"Unfortunately, this is a battlefield for immortals, Buddhas, and saints, and it is not for us."

Many people were unable to attend the battle in Heaven and lamented their loss.

"The battle is getting more and more brutal. It is said that in just seven days, more than a hundred immortals and gods have died. Such a fierce battle is even more frenzied and cruel than the Northwest War."

"Although the battle was fierce, as long as one's name is recorded on the Investiture of the Gods, one can live as long as the heavens. Even if one's true body perishes, one can be reborn from the Investiture of the Gods."

This will be an unprecedented opportunity and a great fortune!

For many cultivators nearing the end of their lifespan, as well as immortals, gods, demons, and monsters who have no hope of achieving the Great Dao, this is the best opportunity. As long as they can ascend to the God Ranking, they can escape the crisis of their lifespan.

Therefore, many ancient beings even resorted to forbidden techniques at any cost, ruthlessly killing others in the battle for the Heavenly Ranking, acting with extreme madness and arousing fear.

I'm not willing to risk my life against those young immortals, Buddhas, and saints. If I were to run into them and suffer injuries, it would be a greater loss than gain.

"We'll just avoid them when the time comes, and we'll never get into a conflict with them," some people comforted themselves with this thought.

"There are 360 ​​positions on the God Ranking, why bother fighting those madmen whose lifespans are about to end?"

In the past few days, amidst the bloody battles, people have been discussing it extensively, creating a lively atmosphere, and there have been countless arguments.

Because in this great battle, many immortals and gods displayed unparalleled divine powers that swept away all other gods, and seized their divine positions with overwhelming force.

"The Seven Killings Star Lord should be ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking."

"Ha, the Fire God of the Phoenix Clan is the invincible Great Sage."

"With me, Jiang Shu, the Daoist Master of Taiqing, here, who dares to claim invincibility?"

The competition is fierce not only among the Heavenly Rankings but also among the Earthly and Human Rankings.

Although the Demon God Path initially had the incredibly powerful Mischievous Demon King taking the top spot on the Human Ranking, more and more extraordinary geniuses soon appeared in the world.

Many immortals and gods from both Buddhism and Taoism are fiercely vying for the top spot on the human ranking list.

The Buddhist Guanyin Bodhisattva is so powerful that no one dares to challenge her when she appears.

The Kunlun Silver Moon Fairy and the Taiyi Guanjun Wenxian, among other famous immortals and deities in the mortal world, also joined the competition for the Human Ranking.

On the contrary, the Demon God Path suffered heavy losses after the Northwest War, especially with the suppression of the eighteen Demon Lords by the one from the Great Thunderclap Temple of Mount Ling, resulting in a shortage of high-level combat power.

In the competition between the Human Ranking and the Earth Ranking, they inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position.

"In the battle of the gods, a clash of supernatural powers, who will ultimately be the number one?"

"Which overlord has a chance to contend for the throne of the Heavenly Emperor?"

Countless people are talking about how the gods and immortals in the Heavenly Court are all incredibly dazzling.

The three star lords of the Dou Department, Qi Sha, Po Jun, and Tan Lang, made their moves one after another, all displaying terrifying combat power.

In addition, powerful deities such as Yaoguang and Siming demonstrated combat prowess at the celestial realm.

In addition, General Lei Gong of the Thunder Department and Water Department, Holy Mother Jin Guang, General Jiu Tian Sha Tong, and Bodhisattva Ding Guang of the Fire Department all appeared on the scene.

These beings secured victory the moment they appeared, sweeping aside 108 immortals and gods to seize their divine positions.

As time went by, the number of remaining spots for the three divine positions dwindled, and the competition intensified.

……

Just as the battle for the Investiture of the Gods was raging fiercely, at the Mars Palace.

Wu Tianzhen lay on the cloud bed, his golden fur flowing with light, and the single horn on his head was as warm and smooth as jade, exuding an indescribable sense of holiness and tranquility.

"I never imagined that after trying so many supernatural powers and ancient Taoist techniques, the one that best suits my golden-haired lion body is actually Buddhism???"

He genuinely didn't want to have too much to do with Buddhism, but this golden-haired lion-like spirit was truly bizarre. No matter what kind of Buddhist arts it cultivated, it progressed by leaps and bounds, almost like a born Buddha or a reincarnated Buddha.

"The more this is the case, the less you should get involved."

Wu Tian felt a chill run down his spine. He had a blood feud with Buddhism, and a life-or-death battle with the Buddha was inevitable in the future.

If someone were to actually practice Buddhist methods, wouldn't they be completely overwhelmed by them?

"Besides many Buddhist methods, the most suitable one is actually the Immortal Binding Rope technique passed down from an ancient, scattered sect of cultivators that has already been destroyed."

"With the golden fur on his body and the supernatural power that naturally terrifies the soul, the Immortal Binding Rope he has honed is simply a killer of immortals."

This supernatural power originated from a small, long-extinct sect of rogue cultivators in ancient times. Although the sect was small, it had a unique skill that was famous for a time—the Immortal Binding Rope.

It is said that the founder of that sect was merely a wandering immortal, yet he used a binding rope to bind a great demon in the realm of immortals, rendering it unable to move and ultimately causing it to be refined to death.

Unfortunately, that sect offended the wrong people and was uprooted overnight, with its scriptures scattered in all directions.

This method later spread, and many sects had their own methods for refining the Immortal Binding Rope, which was used to bind demons and opponents. It was an extremely useful magic weapon.

Wu Tian obtained this method from Tongtian Mansion, so it is considered relatively ancient and orthodox. However, it can only be cultivated to the Dharma Form stage and does not have the method to open up a blessed land, so it cannot be considered precious.

He hadn't paid much attention to it initially, since ordinary supernatural powers were nothing to him given his current strength. However, after he cultivated the Golden-Haired Roar body, he discovered that the Immortal Binding Rope technique was extremely compatible with his bloodline.

The Golden Roar possesses innate supernatural power to awe the soul, and the Immortal Binding Rope requires the power of the soul to activate it; the Golden Roar's body is covered in golden hair, each hair of which is a natural embryo of a magical artifact, and the Immortal Binding Rope requires its own hair as a catalyst.

The two together are a match made in heaven.

Wu Tian calmed down and began to deduce the results.

He sank his mind into the depths of his bloodline, drawing upon the strands of golden bloodline power. The bloodline power flowed along his meridians, gradually gathering in the pores of his entire body.

Every single golden hair began to glow faintly at this moment.

The light was initially faint, just a pale golden halo enveloping every hair. But as the power of the bloodline continued to flow in, the light grew stronger and brighter.

Gradually, each hair became like a burning golden flame, dazzling and radiant.

Wu Tian's mind stirred—

hum!
Countless golden runes flew out from every hair on his head.

Those incantations were mysterious and unpredictable, densely packed and overwhelming.

As time passed, countless incantations began to intertwine and merge.

Some incantations are written as a thin line, while others are integrated into that thin line.

One, two, three...

Countless fine lines intertwined and gradually coalesced into one.

The thin thread grew thicker, longer, and stronger.

It is pale gold in color and covered with dense incantations.

The incantations flowed erratically, each turn accompanied by a profound Daoist aura. Wherever the aura passed, the void slightly distorted, as if submitting to the fine thread. This was the prototype of the Immortal Binding Rope.

Wu Tian opened his eyes and looked at the Immortal Binding Rope that was forming in front of him, his eyes flashing.

not enough.

With another thought, he began to refine the magical power within his body into the Immortal Binding Rope, and the incantations on the Immortal Binding Rope gradually became more mysterious and profound.

The wrinkles intertwine, subtly revealing the shape of a lotus flower.

As he spared no effort in refining it, the speed of refining the Immortal Binding Rope suddenly increased.

On the rope, incantations intertwined, forming mysterious patterns. These patterns sometimes resembled coiled dragons and snakes, sometimes the sun, moon, and stars, and sometimes golden lotuses, ever-changing and infinitely profound.

Wu Tian opened his mouth and spat out a beam of golden magical light.

As the magical power flowed into the Immortal Binding Rope, it began to tremble violently. As it trembled, the rope began to shrink—not simply shrink, but rather compressing and condensing its immense power.

Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang, five chi—

Finally, the Immortal-Binding Rope solidified into a length of about one foot, its entire body crystal clear, like the finest mutton-fat jade. It floated quietly in front of Wu Tian, ​​emitting a faint golden light. Seemingly inconspicuous, it contained terrifying power enough to bind even immortals.

Wu Tian stretched out his front paw and gently grasped the Immortal Binding Rope.

It felt warm and smooth to the touch, like holding a ray of sunlight. Yet he could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within this seemingly slender rope.

With a thought, the Immortal Binding Rope flew out instantly.

fast!
Extremely fast!

Almost as soon as he had the thought, the Immortal Binding Rope was already a hundred feet away. It moved through the void like a golden serpent, incredibly agile.

Wu Tian had another thought, and the Immortal Binding Rope instantly turned back.

It drew a graceful arc in the air and returned to him in the blink of an eye. Its speed was so great that even the void couldn't react, leaving only a faint golden afterimage in its place.

Wu Tian nodded in satisfaction.

He then tried to activate other transformations of the Immortal Binding Rope. Sometimes the Immortal Binding Rope transformed into a golden light, piercing the sky; sometimes it transformed into a golden net, covering all directions; sometimes it transformed into a golden dragon, coiling and dancing; and sometimes it transformed into a golden ring, encircling the void.

Every change is handled with complete freedom, as desired.

"What a magnificent Immortal-Binding Rope!"

Wu Tian couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He could sense that the most terrifying aspect of this Immortal Binding Rope was not its speed or its changes, but its power to suppress the gods.

Once bound, the opponent's supernatural powers and magical forms will be suppressed, their magical power will be disrupted, and they will be unable to unleash their supernatural abilities, leaving them at the mercy of others.

No matter how many transformations or supernatural powers you possess, you will be powerless to stop them.

This is the real god-slayer.

With a gentle shake of his hand, Wu Tian caused the Immortal Binding Rope to radiate golden light, revealing twelve golden lotuses that lifted him up, making him appear incredibly divine.

"Twelve golden lotuses, twelve thousand years of cultivation, twelve thousand years of magical power..."

He shook his head, lay back down on the cloud bed, and closed his eyes to rest.

"This Immortal Binding Rope is different from other supernatural powers and dharma forms. It places the most emphasis on cultivation and magical power. The higher the cultivation, the more mysterious the dharma form."

"Even if you are the overlord of this world, with boundless supernatural powers, if your cultivation is inferior to mine, once the Immortal Binding Rope is used, you will have to obediently surrender."

"Therefore, the most important aspect of practicing this method is spiritual cultivation."

"I still need to train hard..."

The image of the Immortal Binding Rope hangs above his head, with twelve golden lotuses blooming and showering down endless golden light.

Wu Tian's entire body was covered in dense incantations as he continued to refine the Immortal Binding Rope. However, he had already exhausted all his 12,000 years of magical power by refining it into the rope, and any further improvement would require painstaking effort.

Meanwhile, Hou Yi, the demon god, remained seated cross-legged, absorbing the essence of the sun.

But the golden crow image that was originally hanging above its head suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings, turned into golden light, and rushed out of the water palace, heading towards the Ninth Heaven.

"With the release of the three lists of Heaven, Earth, and Man, the competition for divine positions is becoming increasingly fierce."

"If I don't get born now, it will be too late."

The golden crow transformed into a rainbow of light, soaring straight into the Ninth Heaven, and then headed directly towards the Fire God's Palace.

The golden crow transformed into a golden rainbow, rising from the Azure River and soaring straight into the Ninth Heaven.

High above, fierce winds howled, and thunder and fire clashed. Streams of light shuttled back and forth, carrying cultivators from all corners of the Three Realms. Some were rushing to the Three Heavenly Gates to vie for divine positions, while others were simply there to witness the grand spectacle of the Investiture of the Gods.

The golden crow flapped its wings, its body radiating true solar fire. Wherever it passed, the gale retreated and the thunder and fire dissipated.

In a short while, he arrived at the South Heavenly Gate.

However, the South Heavenly Gate was already overflowing with people, and the list of names was hanging high, with each name shining brightly on it.

The top spot on the list belongs to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Many other immortals, Buddhas, and deities would be ranked after him.

The Golden Crow Dharma Image didn't look at it for long. It concealed its aura and transformed into an arrogant man in a golden robe, surrounded by flames, before stepping into the Heavenly Gate.

There were many immortals and gods coming and going like him, and he didn't attract much attention. The Heavenly Court was too lively during this period, and many ancient relics that had never been seen in the world appeared. There were many unfamiliar faces like the Golden Crow Dharma Image.

He flew all the way, and with the information provided by the Wind Mother Dharma Image, he soon arrived in front of the Fire Virtue Star Lord's Mansion.

Just as the Golden Crow Dharma Image descended with its escape light, the palace gates burst open with a roar, and a boy dressed in a red robe came out to greet them.

"Distinguished guest has arrived; the Star Lord invites you."

The golden crow nodded slightly and followed the boy into the mansion.

After passing through numerous halls and pavilions, we arrived at a grand hall. Above the plaque above the hall, three large characters shone brightly: Huode Hall (Hall of Fire Virtue).

The palace doors were wide open, and a figure sat upright in the main seat.

He was a handsome man, tall and slender, with a face like jade and eyes like bright stars. He wore a white robe and a jade belt around his waist, making him look more like a frail scholar. He was none other than Kong Lingxuan, the Fire God.

Upon seeing Jinwu enter, Kong Lingxuan slightly raised her eyes.

In that instant, it seemed as if a burst of radiant light exploded within the hall.

With a flash of light, the golden crow emitted a burst of golden light, and the overwhelming and omnipresent radiance vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

A strange light flashed in Kong Lingxuan's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face. "Fellow Daoist, I never thought we would meet again after our last parting."

He spoke, his voice clear and bright, with a hint of amusement, "I never expected that there would still be pure-blooded golden crows in the Three Realms."

Jinwu nodded slightly: "Greetings, Lord Huode."

Kong Lingxuan waved his hand: "No need for formalities. You've come to me of your own accord, so you must have a reason for visiting. Tell me, what brings you here?"

Jinwu didn't mince words, stating directly, "With the release of the Investiture of the Gods, the competition among the Heaven, Earth, and Human ranks is fierce. I wish to claim a position on the Heavenly Ranking and have come to seek the Star Lord's assistance." (End of Chapter)