Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

For countless years, the sea of ​​clouds atop Kunlun Mountain has gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again. The pure and holy Daoist charm, like an eternal breath, nourishes the creatures in the mountains and also settles the supreme mysteries within the Sanqing Dao Palace.

Inside the Azure Jade Palace, time seemed to lose its measure. Qinglian sat cross-legged on a futon, her body as firm as a rock, her heart as still as water.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique has reached an unprecedented state of perfect harmony.

Above his head, auspicious clouds from the heavens descended, casting countless rays of light that formed the strongest barrier, protecting his primordial spirit from falling.

At his dantian, the Qiankun Diagram evolved into a miniature Qiankun, and the phantoms of mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars within it became increasingly clear, resonating with Qinglian's own Dao Domain and continuously expanding the boundaries of the universe within his body.

The supreme innate spiritual sword named "Qingping" hung in front of him, its sword intent contained within, its sharpness concealed, yet it was constantly communicating with Qinglian's primordial spirit, deeply imprinting the Tongtian Master's sharp true meaning of "seizing a single line and breaking through all laws" into his Dao foundation.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Xuanhuang Pagoda stood firm and unmoving. The Xuanhuang Qi flowing through its body grew ever thicker, reflecting the pure and holy radiance of the Pure World White Lotus, together cleansing away all external demonic interference and stabilizing the Dao heart of the Azure Lotus.

The Primordial Dao he heard during the three lectures at Zixiao Palace, and the Sage Realm expounded by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, flowed like a gentle stream into his past perseverance in climbing Buzhou Mountain, the sublimation he experienced after being refined by the Pangu Jade Marrow, the bravery he displayed in fighting the Wu Clan, the responsibility he felt in teaching Sun Wuzhen, and the sincerity he showed in offering treasures to the Three Pure Ones... All his experiences and insights were repeatedly tempered, purified, and integrated in the furnace of the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique.

The barrier of the mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was already as solid as a rock. At this moment, in the extreme state of internal and external interaction, the invisible barrier leading to the late Great Luo stage was finally clearly presented in Qinglian's "Dao Sensation"!

It is no longer an indestructible barrier, but more like a window paper that is about to be broken through, behind which is a more vast sea of ​​magical power, and a more brilliant light that is closer to the origin of the Great Dao!

The opportunity has arrived!

Qinglian's mind remained as still as a mountain, drawing upon the primordial energy accumulated within her body.

Auspicious clouds and light surged across the heavens, solidifying the foundation of the Dao; the spatial power of the Qiankun Diagram vibrated, expanding the Dao domain;

The sword intent of Qingping instantly shifted from stillness to movement, transforming into a sharp stream of light that tore through the illusion, piercing straight into the invisible barrier.

The pure light of the Xuanhuang Pagoda and the Pure World White Lotus firmly protected the core of the primordial spirit, making it unmoved amidst the surging torrent.

"break!"

A silent Daoist shout resounded deep within the Azure Lotus Primordial Spirit. It was not thunderous, but it carried a natural and abundant power!

boom--!

It was as if the first ray of light that created the world exploded within his body, and the vast and pure magical power, like a dam breaking, instantly flowed through his limbs and bones, surging into every inch of his flesh and blood and every strand of his primordial spirit!

The three-flower phantom above her head suddenly solidified, auspicious clouds rolled, and thousands of auspicious energies appeared. An aura far deeper, more vast, and more harmonious than before suddenly erupted from Qinglian's body, instantly sweeping across the entire Qingyu Dao Palace and even attracting the innate spiritual energy at the summit of Kunlun Mountain, forming a visible vortex of spiritual energy!

Late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, success achieved!

Almost at the same time that Qinglian broke through, the sound of wind and thunder in the stone chamber on the mountain wall suddenly became violent and intense!

Sun Wuzhen was clad in golden chainmail, wearing lotus-silk cloud-walking boots, a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and wielding a dark, concealed Ruyi Iron Staff. His figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt that tore through space!

He was in a state of profound enlightenment, the profound meaning of the "Nine Revolutions Wind and Thunder Battle Technique" bestowed by the Tongtian Grandmaster flowing in his heart, perfectly matching the indomitable fighting spirit of the Ruyi Iron Pole Soldier.

The bottleneck of the late Golden Immortal stage shattered with a roar in this state of perfect unity between man and weapon and soaring battle intent!

A more condensed Taiyi Immortal Light, carrying the aura of destruction and boundless vitality, soared into the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds!

He stepped into the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal! His power was so great that it subtly triggered a strange phenomenon in the heavens and earth, and even the gale on the summit of Kunlun Mountain howled in response.

The master and disciple both broke through to the next level, and the Kunlun Daoist rhythm resounded joyfully.

Time flows on, and countless seasons have passed.

Inside the Taiqing Palace, three mysterious auspicious clouds floated above Laozi's head, their aura ethereal and almost indistinguishable from the Dao.

A pure aura circulated around him, and a figure with the same appearance as him but with a more indifferent and transcendent aura slowly emerged from his body. It bowed slightly to Laozi's true form, and then transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the Taiji diagram floating above the auspicious clouds.

The third corpse, the corpse of self, was successfully severed! Lao Tzu's aura changed again, becoming increasingly profound and unfathomable, as if encompassing all things in heaven and earth, yet also transcending them.

However, even though the three corpses have been severed, how to reunite them and entrust them to the void of the Heavenly Dao to achieve the Primordial Dao Fruit remains as elusive as looking at flowers through fog, requiring both painstaking effort and a great stroke of luck.

In Yuqing Palace and Shangqing Palace, the auras of the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Tongtian Sect Master were equally earth-shattering.

Above the primordial being's head, the heavenly auspicious clouds shone with boundless light, and the illusory image of the Pangu Banner fluttered in the wind. Beside him stood two corpses, one majestic like the laws of heaven, and the other solemn like the laws of earth. These were the two corpses of good and evil that had been severed.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was surrounded by sword energy, and the Qingping Sword resounded through the nine heavens. His two corpses, one good and one evil, also manifested, one decisive in killing, and the other cutting through the heavens to obtain the Dao, both exuding an imposing aura.

Both Dao Venerables were already standing on the threshold of severing their third corpse, only lacking the final opportunity for enlightenment.

At the summit of Kunlun, though the calamity clouds are far away, the malevolent energy of the nascent calamity has already begun to quietly erode the tranquility of the primordial world, like an invisible tide.

Friction between the lich and demons intensifies daily, with small-scale conflicts occurring frequently, the stench of blood permeating the heavens and earth, and the entanglements of cause and effect forming a tangled mess. Even the pure and holy Daoist aura of Kunlun Mountain feels a sense of oppression.

On this day, Qinglian finished another round of deep meditation, feeling the solid and unimpeded power of the late-stage Great Luo within her body, as well as the increasingly sharp and wieldable "Qingping" sword. A thought sprouted in her mind.

He straightened his clothes, and with a solemn expression, he arrived before the Sanqing Dao Palace, bowed respectfully, and his clear voice pierced through the barrier of Daoist aura:

"Disciple Qinglian greets the three masters."

Three pairs of eyes instantly converged on him, filled with relief and understanding.

Qinglian respectfully said, "I am deeply grateful to my master for his great kindness in bestowing upon me the Great Dao and precious treasures. I have also been fortunate enough to break through to the late stage of the Great Luo realm, and my foundation is now solid. However, I know that the true essence of cultivation cannot be attained by simply shutting myself in. My past journeys to Buzhou Mountain, the war with the Wu tribe, and even listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace have all been incredibly beneficial. Now, the Great Calamity is beginning to show its signs, with murderous intent surging in the heavens and earth, and cause and effect intertwined. I wish to once again enter the primordial world, travel through the heavens, experience the calamity's energy, and discern right from wrong. Perhaps I can find an opportunity to further advance my own Great Dao amidst the chaos and battles of the mortal world, and also to witness the changes of the Great Calamity for the Kunlun lineage."

As Qinglian finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the Sanqing Dao Palace.

Lao Tzu's gaze was profound, as if he could see through the long river of time and space.

He spoke slowly: "The great calamity has begun, filled with malevolent energy, entangled in cause and effect, and fraught with unpredictable danger. Although you are a late-stage Great Luo Immortal possessing great treasures, the calamity is fraught with endless variables, and even Quasi-Saints face the risk of perish. Have you truly thought this through?"

His words were filled with concern and solemnity.

The majestic voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable then resounded: "The Primordial World is not the Primordial World of the past. The Wu and Yao are vying for supremacy, and danger lurks everywhere. Furthermore, the likes of Kunpeng and Styx are eyeing us covetously. You are our chief disciple and the face of Kunlun. If you suffer any mishap outside, it will damage the reputation of Kunlun and also harm the fortune of the Dao Ancestor's lineage."

The Tongtian Sect Leader raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "Hmph! What's there to be afraid of? A true man's ambition lies in all directions! How can a cultivator be timid and hesitant? My disciple Qinglian has such ambition, which deserves praise! Although the Great Tribulation is a calamity, it is also a whetstone! However..."

He then changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious, "We must be extremely cautious, lest we get caught up in overwhelming karma, act within our means, and prioritize our own safety."

The Three Pure Ones' worries were palpable, but their respect for their disciples' choice of path was also clearly felt.

Qinglian bowed deeply, her tone firm: "Disciple understands Master's concerns. This journey is not for fighting or violence, but for comprehending the Great Dao and understanding one's true nature. Disciple will certainly remember Master's teachings, maintain upright conduct, clearly distinguish cause and effect, think thrice before acting, never rashly venture into dangerous places, and will not tarnish the reputation of Kunlun. If things become unbearable, disciple will withdraw in time and return to Kunlun."

Seeing the composure and determination in Qinglian's eyes, the Three Pure Ones exchanged a glance, their hearts already in sync.

Lao Tzu nodded slightly and stopped trying to dissuade him: "Good. We are pleased with your firm resolve in pursuing the Dao. However, the primordial wilderness is treacherous, and we must be wary."

Before he finished speaking, Laozi flicked his sleeve, and a dazzling golden light flew out from his auspicious cloud, instantly transforming into an ancient scroll that flowed with yin and yang energies and stabilized earth, water, fire, and wind. It was none other than the innate treasure—the Taiji Diagram!

"This is the Tai Chi diagram, which can stabilize the universe and protect yourself. If you hold it, you will be impervious to all magic, and even if you encounter a powerful enemy, you will be invincible."

Lao Tzu's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable protectiveness. The Tai Chi diagram transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the azure lotus auspicious clouds, instantly resonating with the auspicious clouds of the heavens, forming an even more powerful protective Daoist aura.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable then spoke, his majestic voice reverberating through the void: "The Pangu Banner is yours!"

A terrifying banner, tearing through the chaos and radiating malevolent energy, flew out from Yuqing Palace. Its immense power caused the entire Kunlun Mountain to seem to sink slightly.

"This banner possesses the power to create heaven and earth, capable of breaking chaos and establishing order. It should not be used lightly except in times of crisis when heaven and earth are overthrown. Holding it will deter villains and protect you."

The Pangu Banner shrank, transforming into a profound rune that was imprinted deep within Qinglian's primordial spirit. The destructive power it contained caused Qinglian's mind to tremble violently.

The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed heartily, his voice like the ringing of a sword: "Good! If my eldest and second senior brothers are willing to part with their most prized possessions, how can I be stingy?" He pointed his fingers like a sword and touched Qinglian's brow!

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Three cyan sword energies, refined to their extreme and exuding a terrifying aura that severed cause and effect and destroyed all laws, instantly entered the Azure Lotus Sea of ​​Consciousness!

This sword energy is of the same origin as the Qingping Sword in Qinglian's hand, but it is purer and sharper, containing the strongest sword intent that the Tongtian Sect Leader can unleash at this moment!

"These are my three innate sword energies, imbued with the power of a single, all-out strike! In the face of an insurmountable enemy, in a life-or-death situation, I may unleash them to kill! Remember, once this sword energy is used, it is gone forever. Be careful! Take it seriously!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader's gaze was intense. As the sword energy entered his body, Qinglian immediately felt a sharp edge, powerful enough to tear the sky apart, lurking in his sea of ​​consciousness, becoming his last trump card.

Three supreme treasures, three sword energies!

This protection was so profound that Qinglian was deeply moved, almost unable to contain herself. It was not merely a gift of magical treasures, but also the weighty trust and silent protection of her three masters!

He lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, faced the direction of the three Taoist palaces, and bowed, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible sob: "Disciple Qinglian kowtows to thank Master for his generous gift! Your kindness is like a second birth! Disciple will certainly not fail Master's trust, will uphold the precious treasure, follow the righteous path, and obey the will of Heaven, and will surely return safely!"

After finishing the ceremony, Qinglian took one last look at the direction of the stone chamber in the mountain wall, where the aura of wind and thunder was calm and steady, and Sun Wu was consolidating his Taiyi realm.

Without further hesitation, he bowed once more to the Sanqing Dao Palace, turned around, and took a step forward.

Ripples spread across the void as Qinglian's figure vanished into the surging sea of ​​clouds atop Kunlun Mountain, leaving behind only three profound gazes that pierced through the void, silently watching the direction in which their disciple had departed.

In the vast primordial wilderness, calamity clouds began to gather. Qinglian, bearing the Three Pure Ones' supreme treasures and carrying the Heaven-Reaching Killing Sword, once again stepped into this world that was about to be stained with the blood of the great calamity.

His travels were destined to be anything but peaceful.