Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Zhen Yuanzi explained to Huanglong, in a simple and easy-to-understand way, some profound secrets about the origin of the earth and the operation of the earth's veins, without reservation.

Huang Long listened with rapt attention.

As he listened, he put the ideas into practice, which greatly increased his efficiency and made his connection with the earth clearer and more profound.

Having received Zhen Yuanzi's complete and thorough instruction, Huang Long benefited immensely and felt immense gratitude and respect for Zhen Yuanzi.

In just over a decade, the last area was also completely restored with the help of Zhen Yuanzi.

The land is now lush with sacred herbs and trees, the springs brimming with spiritual energy have reappeared, and the mountains are teeming with mythical beasts; there is no trace of the desolate place it once was.

The Huanglong has accumulated as many as twenty-two drops of the essence of creation over tens of thousands of years.

As life returned to the desolate land, a brilliant golden light suddenly shone from the heavens!

The vast and magnificent merits are like a celestial river pouring down, their power astonishing!

The immense amount of Heavenly Dao merit surged into Huanglong's body, directly condensing into an enormous merit dharma image behind his primordial spirit's head, like that of a saint!

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and laughed, "Congratulations, young friend! Congratulations! To generate life and repair the world—this is an unparalleled merit."

"Having obtained this meritorious Dharma image, my friend, you can come and go freely throughout the vast universe, with endless opportunities, no calamities, and no evil spirits to approach. It will also bring inconceivable benefits to your future cultivation!"

Huanglong also felt his primordial spirit warm and clear under the light of merit, and felt closer to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth than ever before.

He bowed to Zhen Yuanzi in gratitude: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. Without your instruction, I would never have been able to complete this so quickly."

"This is due to your own merits and good fortune."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zhen Yuanzi asked Huang Long what his next plans were.

Huang Long thought for a moment and said, "I have been away from Kunlun for tens of thousands of years. I fear my master will worry, so I plan to return to Kunlun first!"

Then Huanglong thought of something, took off the Soul-Scattering Gourd hanging on his body, and handed it to Zhen Yuanzi, so that he could pass it on to Hongyun when she returned, thus settling a karmic debt.

Upon hearing Huang Long's meaning, Zhen Yuanzi slowly shook his head, his voice gentle: "Young friend Huang Long, you spent tens of thousands of years collecting the scattered true spirit of Brother Hongyun. Now that this treasure has fallen into your hands, it is Hongyun's own choice, and the fate is in your hands."

He paused, stroking his long beard with his fingertips, and said, "It would be inappropriate for me to pass it on. It would be better for you to refine and use it for now, and then return it to Brother Hongyun personally when he truly returns, thus settling this matter."

Huang Long remained silent, knowing that Zhen Yuanzi was right, so he stopped insisting. He simply put the Soul-Scattering Gourd back on his waist and decided to wait until he returned to Kunlun to report to his senior uncle before making any further decisions.

He looked around and frowned, wondering, "How far is this place from Kunlun?"

This place is in the southern part of the prehistoric world, and it is unknown how far away Kunlun Mountain is. With his Golden Immortal cultivation, it would take him an unknown amount of time to simply fly away.

As expected, only those who have reached the Great Luo Realm can freely roam the prehistoric world; below the Great Luo Realm, even traveling is a problem.

Zhen Yuanzi, seeing his expression, knew the difficulty he was facing, and laughed loudly: "Young friend, there is no need to worry. It is fate that we met. If you do not mind, please visit my Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain."

"I have observed that the 'Herbal Rejuvenation Pill' has matured several times. Please, young friend, try some; it will greatly benefit you."

"Afterwards, I directly opened a void passage to send you back to Kunlun. It was only a matter of moments, saving you a lot of time."

Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, Huang Long thought it was a good idea. He could enjoy the ginseng fruit, one of the legendary ten spiritual roots, while saving time. Why wouldn't he want to?

Huang Long immediately bowed in thanks: "In that case, I'm sorry to have troubled you, senior!"

"Haha, you're too kind, young friend!"

Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly, waved his whisk, and Daoist aura flowed around him.

With a flick of his sleeve, a beam of earthy yellow light enveloped the two of them, and they vanished from the spot.

The surrounding scenery blurred and became chaotic, with light and shadow shifting. Huanglong felt as if a moment had passed, yet it also felt like an eternity. When light returned before his eyes, he found himself in a completely different world.

As soon as he landed, a rich spiritual energy rushed towards him. Huang Long suddenly looked up. Even though he was a disciple of a sage and had seen many beautiful sights of Kunlun Mountain, he was deeply shocked by the scene before him. His eyes shone with golden light and were full of amazement.

But then one sees Longevity Mountain, its peaks towering high, shrouded in a hazy mist. Countless ancient trees, some tens of thousands of years old, are merely small shrubs; giant trees, hundreds of thousands or even millions of years old, stand like small mountains amidst the hills.

Miraculous herbs and rare beasts appeared in droves.

Even more mysteriously, all the mountain peaks seem to contain the same Dao rhythm, as if this vast territory is one, resonating with heaven and earth, and in every breath, secretly conforming to the cycle of the Dao.

The profound Taoist atmosphere in the mountains was no less than that of Kunlun Mountain, where his three masters resided.

"What a blessed land! Senior, Longevity Mountain truly lives up to its reputation!" Huang Long exclaimed sincerely.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and nodded. He led the yellow dragon across the stone steps paved with green jade. Before long, they arrived at the gate of an ancient Taoist temple. A plaque hung above the gate with three Taoist runes: "Wuzhuang Temple".

For some reason, the words "Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land, Wuzhuang Temple Grotto Heaven" are missing.

Just as Huang Long was wondering, the temple gate creaked open from the inside, and two graceful figures ran out happily. They were a pair of exquisitely beautiful children, who looked to be only a few years old. They both had their hair tied in topknots and wore light blue Taoist robes.

Upon seeing Zhen Yuanzi, the two boys' faces lit up with immense joy. They skipped over, knelt down respectfully, and their voices were clear and melodious:

"Welcome back to the mountain, Master! You're finally back! You and Uncle Hongyun have been gone for tens of thousands of years. Qingfeng (Mingyue) has missed you terribly!"

These two children were Qingfeng and Mingyue, the personal attendants of Zhen Yuanzi.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw them, his kind expression deepened, and he gently patted the two young Taoist boys on the head: "Get up. Your master was delayed by something. You've both grown up, why are you still so impetuous?" Although he said this, there was no hint of blame in his words.

Qingfeng Mingyue stood up with a smile, still holding onto Zhen Yuanzi's Taoist robe. Only then did she notice that there was a handsome young man following behind the master.

Despite his cultivation being only at the Golden Immortal realm, he was able to walk side by side with his master with a composed demeanor. This piqued his curiosity, and his two large, dark eyes kept scrutinizing Huanglong.

Zhen Yuanzi stepped aside and introduced Huang Long to the two attendants: "This is Huang Long, a disciple of the Kunlun Yuqing Sage. He has also done a great favor for your Uncle Hongyun, so you must not neglect him."

Upon hearing this, the two children immediately stopped laughing and their faces turned into full surprise and respect.

They immediately bowed to Huanglong and said, "Qingfeng (Mingyue) greets Lord Huanglong!"

Huanglong quickly returned the greeting: "Please rise, both of you. I am merely here by chance, and this is the way of fate. I dare not accept such a great courtesy."

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhen Yuanzi led Huanglong into the temple, where they took their seats in the main hall.

Zhen Yuanzi said to Qingfeng Mingyue, "Qingfeng Mingyue, go and fetch ten 'Grass Return Pills'. I want to invite my young friend Huanglong to taste them."

The two boys obeyed and left. Before long, they returned carrying ten exotic fruits on a jade plate.

The fruit resembled an infant, complete with limbs and facial features. It emitted a hazy, luminous white halo and an alluring fragrance, carrying an incomparably pure and vibrant energy of plants. Just one whiff of it made one feel light and refreshed, and saliva would spontaneously well up in one's mouth.

It is none other than the ginseng fruit, one of the ten innate spiritual roots of the primordial world!