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

Chapter 58, First Stop: Wuyi Mountain

The three Qings exchanged a glance, their hearts instantly connected, and they reached a consensus without needing to say a word.

"In that case, you are permitted to leave the mountain and travel." Laozi finally declared, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority, echoing throughout the empty Taoist palace.

"Thank you for your permission, Master!" Qinglian and Sun Wuzhen kowtowed in unison, their voices filled with barely suppressed excitement and gratitude.

Just as the two were about to respectfully take their leave, Laozi, who was sitting upright on the cloud bed, suddenly flicked his finger.

Two gentle, vibrant beams of light, like stars falling to earth, flew precisely toward Sun Wuzhen, who stood below.

"These are two Nine-Turn Golden Pills," Lao Tzu said indifferently, as if expounding the ultimate truth of the Dao. "They were carefully refined by me with great effort, and contain immense magical power and endless vitality."

One can help you break through the bottleneck of the late Taiyi stage and lay the foundation for becoming a Daluo Jinxian; keep one for life-saving and healing purposes, use it with caution and do not be careless.

Beneath that indifferent tone lay a deep concern and expectation for his grand-disciple.

Sun Wukong was shocked and quickly reached out his hands to catch the two pills that flew in front of him with great care.

The golden elixir was about the size of a longan, perfectly round, with dense, flowing patterns, as if containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. An alluring fragrance permeated the air, and a vast amount of energy was contained within, almost bursting forth from the elixir.

It feels warm and heavy in the hand, as if it's supporting not a pill, but two heavy lives!

This is an unparalleled divine pill personally refined by the Grandmaster Laozi!

Its value is immeasurable!

His eyes shone with excitement, and he kowtowed deeply once more, his forehead touching the ground, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Thank you for your great favor, Grandmaster! Your grand-disciple is deeply grateful and will certainly live up to your expectations!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's gaze, sharp as lightning, fell upon the dark, heavy iron rod at Sun Wuzhen's waist.

He also raised his hand, his slender fingers gently touching the Ruyi Iron Pole Soldier.

A pure and refined Jade Purity Immortal Light, containing the supreme laws of order, swiftly entered the staff like a serpent.

Buzz!

The once silent Ruyi Iron Pole Soldier suddenly emitted a cheerful and clear hum!

The dark, heavy staff instantly shimmered with light, as if it had been infused with new life. From the depths of the dark light, a sharper, purer, and more in tune with the Great Dao of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Order was revealed!

The aura of the entire weapon rose to a new level. "I bestow upon you a wisp of the Jade Purity Daoist essence, to be integrated into this divine weapon, to aid you in defeating your enemies and vanquishing demons." The voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was solemn and dignified.

The Tongtian Sect Leader then turned his gaze to his beloved disciple, Qinglian, his eyes filled with expectation and trust.

"Qinglian," he said, his voice clear and melodious.

"Your Myriad Transformations Seal was forged with my own blood and sweat. It is infinitely mysterious and can be transformed at will, without being bound by any pattern."

This journey through the primordial wilderness is an excellent opportunity to practice its various powers, understand its ever-changing nature, and verify your own insights.

Use it wisely, do not waste our hard work, and do not betray the spiritual power of this treasure.

"Disciple understands! I will certainly live up to Master's expectations!" Qinglian said solemnly, bowing deeply, her tone extremely firm.

Having received the permission and generous gifts from his three grandmasters, Sun Wuzhen felt an indescribable sense of comfort emanating from every pore of his body. A surge of heroic ambition rushed to the top of his head, and he wished he could immediately somersault 108,000 miles to see the entire vast wilderness!

But he suppressed his almost boiling excitement, took a deep breath, and followed closely behind his master Qinglian's steady figure, maintaining a respectful posture as he stepped out of the majestic and profound Sanqing Palace.

Back at the familiar Qingyu Dao Palace, the master and disciple began their final preparations before leaving the mountain.

With composure and a slight thought, Qinglian methodically stored several rare spiritual herbs unique to Kunlun Mountain, a small jar of Daoist-infused tea leaves, and some emergency supplies into her personal innate spiritual treasure, the Qiankun Diagram.

Sun Wuzhen, on the other hand, seemed to take it very seriously.

He carefully took out two fine jade bottles, placed the two radiant Nine-Turn Golden Pills inside, sealed the bottles tightly, and then treasured them close to his body as if they were precious treasures.

Next, he carefully inspected his chainmail golden armor, phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes to ensure that every piece of armor and fairy garment was radiant and provided adequate protection.

Finally, he picked up the Ruyi Iron Staff that had just been enlightened by the Primordial Ancestor, and used a piece of cloud brocade imbued with spiritual energy to wipe it again and again with utmost focus, until the dark staff was as shiny as new.

The jade-pure Daoist charm emanating from the flowing dark light became even clearer and more perceptible, and only then did I hold it tightly in my hand with satisfaction, a sense of solid connection with my bloodline welling up within me.

"Let's go." Qinglian looked at her disciple, who was fully prepared and full of fighting spirit like a sharp arrow ready to be released. A hint of relief flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly.

The master and disciple walked out of the quiet and secluded Qingyu Dao Palace side by side.

Qinglian paused before the palace gate, taking one last look back. Her gaze swept over the three Daoist palaces that stood tall in the clouds, their profound Daoist aura seemingly ancient and timeless, and seemed to penetrate the thick earth's veins, sensing the faint, pure Daoist aura emanating from the Enlightenment Tea Tree deep within.

He took a deep breath of the pure and innate spiritual energy of Kunlun Mountain, imprinting the aura of this sacred ancestral land into his heart. His eyes immediately became incredibly firm and profound, without the slightest lingering attachment.

Sun Wuzhen could not hide his excitement at entering the prehistoric world for the first time. His golden eyes, filled with curiosity and eagerness, kept looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds surging outside the mountain gate, as if beneath that sea of ​​clouds lay the magnificent world he had long awaited, full of challenges and opportunities.

With a slight thought, Qinglian's phantom image of the innate supreme treasure Taiji Diagram quietly appeared in the auspicious clouds above her head. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough.

The Yin and Yang energies flowed silently, and a profound Daoist aura permeated the air, instantly enveloping the figures and auras of the master and disciple.

Even the mysterious causes and effects that may exist in the dark are perfectly concealed layer upon layer, as if they have been integrated into the universe itself, leaving no trace.

With a single step, he unleashed a lotus of Daoist energy beneath his feet, transforming Sun Wuzhen into a formless and intangible ray of pure light that merged completely with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Like a drop of water returning to the ocean, he silently and without hindrance passed through the mighty and eternally protective mountain array of Kunlun Mountain, completely leaving this supreme sacred ancestral land formed by the primordial spirit of Pangu.

As soon as we left the Kunlun region, a completely different aura rushed towards us as if it were a tangible thing!

The heavy, ominous aura that permeated the primordial world, mixed with the resentment and unwillingness of countless fallen beings, formed a cold and viscous "mist".

Although it lacks the bloody and menacing aura that soars to the heavens during a major battle, it is like a maggot clinging to the bone, omnipresent and silently eroding the vitality of all things in the world.

This is completely different from the serene and peaceful, Taoist-inspired scenery of Kunlun Wonderland. Being there, even breathing feels heavy.

The Azure Lotus Divine Sense spread out cautiously and swiftly like an invisible net, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, probing the surrounding environment and not missing any abnormal fluctuations.

Sun Wuzhen immediately suppressed his initial excitement, his expression becoming solemn. His golden eyes, like two searchlights, warily scanned the vast mountains and rivers below.

The scene was shocking: many once spiritually rich and blessed places now had dim and thin spiritual energy, and the mountains were even cracked and the vegetation withered, showing signs of decay.

On the earth, fresh or old traces of struggle can be seen everywhere, silently telling the cruelty of the calamity;

Occasionally, dark clouds carrying an eerie aura would sweep across the sky at great speed, conveying a sense of panic and vigilance.

Small groups of Wu Clan warriors occasionally ran across the ground, each with a tense expression, carrying an uncontrollable ferocity and a weary, dusty appearance.

The entire primordial world resembled an ancient ferocious beast, severely wounded in a fierce battle, licking its deep, bone-revealing wounds in boundless silence, while also silently accumulating power, waiting for the next even more frenzied and brutal tearing and fighting.

A heavy pressure, like the impending storm, permeated every inch of the air.

"Master, where are we going?"

Sun Wuzhen asked in a low voice, feeling the heavy weight of the Ruyi Iron Staff he was holding tightly in his hand. His warlike blood was surging within him, eager to fight.

"Let's go to Wuyishan first."

Qinglian's voice remained calm and composed, as if stating a given fact.

"Revisiting the old place may allow one to witness the profound traces of the great calamity eroding all things and understand its horror;

Or perhaps—by sheer chance—that amidst the embers of destruction, one might glimpse a faint glimmer of hope for the cycle of heaven and earth, for the rebirth of all things. Wuzhen,

His tone turned serious, "Conceal your aura and stay close to your master. Under the Great Tribulation, every step is fraught with danger. Caution is paramount, and do not act recklessly."

"Yes, Master!"

Sun Wuzhen solemnly replied, his voice resolute.

With a thought, the wind and thunder power that had been subtly surging around him instantly subsided, and the precious light of his chainmail and phoenix-winged purple-gold crown also completely disappeared. His aura became as simple and unadorned as a mountain rock, like the most loyal and vigilant guard, standing closely beside Qinglian.

He carried the gleaming black Ruyi Iron Staff steadily on his shoulder. The dark staff seemed to absorb the surrounding light, reflecting off the vast, desolate, and scarred land below.

Deep within his golden eyes, the burning fighting spirit remained undiminished, yet upon first confronting this cruel, primordial landscape, a profound sense of gravity and responsibility quietly crept in.

Two figures, one as steady as a mountain, deep and imposing, the other as agile as a gust of wind, poised to strike, silently merged into the primordial world filled with calamity and murderous intent, officially beginning their long journey of proving their own Dao and honing their supreme fighting spirit.

The shelter and tranquility of Kunlun Mountain have become a distant memory. The road ahead is long and unknown. Only by relying on the magical weapons and divine artifacts in their hands, the unwavering Daoist beliefs in their hearts, and the bond between master and disciple can they overcome all obstacles and forge their own path to enlightenment.

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