Primordial Era: I, Huanglong, have refined all the heavens, and will not join the Chan Sect.

Chapter 9: My understanding is incomplete, yet I have achieved the Taiyi Perfection!

"My lord, my lord, is this Mount Buzhou? It's so tall and so big!"

Looking at Mount Buzhou, which soared straight into the clouds and whose height was unknown, Bai Mi, transformed into a little girl, stood beside Huang Long and couldn't help but sigh, feeling a strange sense of respect rising in her heart.

Bai Mi's cultivation level was relatively low, and his impression of Buzhou Mountain was still superficial. Huang Long, as a Taiyi Golden Immortal, was much more shocked after seeing Buzhou Mountain.

He could sense a very faint but extremely powerful will emanating from Buzhou Mountain.

Resilient and unyielding, standing tall and unyielding, yet encompassing all.

This is the last remaining will of Pangu, formed from his spine, existing in the primordial world.

Any living being in the primordial world would feel awe upon seeing Mount Buzhou, and would want to climb it to appreciate its scenery and deeply understand the will left behind by Pangu.

"Mountain climbing?"

Thinking of this, Huang Long stroked his chin, a thoughtful look on his face.

From the memories of the transmigrator, Huanglong learned a term called "trial".

That was a test set by the elders for the younger generation. If they could pass the test, they would receive a reward left by their elders.

Could the message that the primordial beings perceived after seeing Mount Buzhou be a trial invitation from Pangu's will?

"Let's go, let's go to the top of the mountain and take a look."

After some thought, Huanglong decided to go to the top of Buzhou Mountain to take a look, based on his own understanding.

Even if he was overthinking it, it wouldn't be a big deal and wouldn't conflict with his purpose for this trip. In any case, he was going to enter Buzhou Mountain to find the innate Wu Earth Qi.

"Yes, sir, I'll take it right away..."

"No need, let's walk up."

Before Bai Mi could finish speaking, Huang Long waved his hand to interrupt him.

Considering that this might be a test of Pangu's will, Huanglong did not let Baimi carry him up; he planned to climb Buzhou Mountain on foot.

"Oh, oh~"

Although Bai Mi was somewhat puzzled by Huang Long's decision, she didn't ask any further questions. She stopped transforming her true form and followed Huang Long into Buzhou Mountain, walking step by step towards the summit.

At first, Bai Mi thought it was just a simple mountain climbing trip, and like a curious child, she looked around at her surroundings.

However, as she continued to climb, Bai Mi gradually discovered that many insights arose in her heart, and her body became increasingly heavy, giving her a strong desire to stop and rest properly.

"Stay close to me!"

But just then, Huang Long's shout, like a clap of thunder, rang in Bai Mi's ears, making her suddenly realize the truth.

She knew this was an opportunity, and if she stopped to rest, she would miss it.

After understanding this, Bai Mi looked at Huang Long with even more gratitude.

Bai Mi didn't say much, but followed closely behind Huang Long, slowly walking towards a higher place.

The higher she climbed, the more insights she gained.

At the same time, my body felt increasingly heavy, and my desire to stop and rest became stronger.

However, despite Huang Long's reminder, even though Bai Mi's clothes were soaked with sweat and her thin Liuxian skirt clung tightly to her body, she did not stop and followed closely behind Huang Long.

Time flies, and five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

this day.

Bai Mi could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a 'plop'. Looking at Huang Long's back in front of her, her little mouth pouted slightly, and her expression became somewhat disappointed.

She felt that she would disappoint her husband if she failed to persevere.

But before Bai Mi could say anything, she suddenly heard a 'crack' sound, and an invisible shackle within her body was broken, raising her cultivation level to the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

It was only at this point that Bai Mi realized that the heavy feeling was not acting on her body.

Instead, it acts on the Dao heart, which is a kind of polishing of the Dao heart.

The greater the pressure you can withstand, the greater the ultimate reward will be.

"It's already quite impressive that we've made it this far with our Golden Immortal cultivation level."

"You have completed the trial at Buzhou Mountain. No one will disturb you here for the time being. Just stay here and consolidate your cultivation."

Huang Long continued walking, nodded slightly, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The fact that white rice could last for more than 500 years greatly exceeded Huanglong's expectations.

Of course, Huanglong is also responsible for this outcome.

If Huang Long hadn't consistently walked ahead of Bai Mi, maintaining a distance of one body length, which gave Bai Mi an extra boost of motivation, she probably wouldn't have been able to persevere for so long.

Since Bai Mi has performed so well, Huang Long will naturally not be stingy with his reward.

With a flick of his sleeve, he released about ten drops of pure primordial liquid, which landed in front of Bai Mi.

With the help of these source liquids, perhaps when we meet again, Bai Mi will become a genuine Taiyi Golden Immortal.

After that, Huang Long said no more, took a step forward, and continued to climb upwards. His trials in Buzhou Mountain were not over yet.

Through more than five hundred years of climbing, Huanglong has gained some understanding of the trials left behind by the will of Pangu.

Any primordial being whose cultivation level is below that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and who walks in Buzhou Mountain with a sense of awe, will trigger this trial.

Different beings, different realms, and different levels of spiritual attainment will face different levels of difficulty in their trials.

Huang Long, being a mid-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal, had also consumed a considerable amount of Origin Liquid and cultivated the Primordial Spirit Holy Body, making his magical power several times greater than that of others of the same level.

In addition, he possesses merit and virtue, and has a deep understanding of the way of the earth.

Therefore, his trial was much more difficult than Bai Mi's; it was about the same level as the trials of some Taiyi Golden Immortals at their peak.

As the saying goes, the greater the difficulty, the greater the reward. Huanglong not only had no complaints about this level of trial, but was also full of anticipation.

Before we knew it, another two thousand years had passed.

Mount Buzhou stands tall on the earth, connecting heaven and earth.

Near the summit of Buzhou Mountain, a yellow figure was struggling to climb upwards.

Compared to two thousand years ago, Huanglong now looks much more disheveled, his whole body is soaked with sweat, and a few strands of long hair are stuck to his cheeks.

It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back; every step he took required several years.

"We're almost at the summit, we can't give up now!"

Huang Long reassured himself again, adjusted his mindset, and continued walking forward.

Huanglong has said this countless times over the past few hundred years, and he doesn't know how much longer he can hold on.

And so, another three hundred years passed.

Huanglong's pace slowed down, but he never gave up, and he got closer and closer to the summit.

Rumble—!

this day.

With Huanglong's footsteps, the massive Buzhou Mountain seemed unable to support the weight of his stomp, and it shook violently.

After nearly three thousand years of arduous climbing, Huanglong finally reached the summit.

Although the process was extremely arduous, the rewards were also enormous.

Under the tempering of Buzhou Mountain, Huanglong's Dao heart became more and more perfect, and his Dao cultivation soared to the perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Huanglong was extremely satisfied with the results achieved in less than three thousand years.

But at that moment, a mysterious Daoist aura drifted out from Buzhou Mountain, entered Huanglong's brow, merged into his primordial spirit, and transformed into a profound incantation.

(End of this chapter)