Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Zhou Yixian remained expressionless and performed a standard Taoist kowtow.

"Zhou Yixian, a descendant of the lineage of the physiognomy master Qingyunzi, has come today to acknowledge his ancestry."

"Recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's roots?"

Tian Buyi couldn't help but speak up, his face full of suspicion, "Are you aware of the consequences of impersonating a member of the Qingyun Sect?"

Wan Jianyi's gaze was as sharp as a sword, locking onto Zhou Yixian.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and several elders secretly channeled their magical power, ready to make a move at any moment.

Zhou Yixian, however, remained calm and took out two simple wooden boxes from his bosom.

"Master Qingyunzi once had ten disciples, but one of them disappeared. He passed on his physiognomy skills and went into hiding in the world."

This matter should be mentioned only sporadically in the Qingyun Secret Manual.

He presented the wooden box.

"This contains the authentic texts of 'Nine Calculations of Destiny' and 'Jade Pillar Physiognomy.' A true master will recognize them at a glance."

Dao Xuan took the wooden box, and with a surge of his magical power, the lid opened instantly.

Two ancient books lay quietly inside, their pages yellowed, yet exuding an ancient Taoist charm.

Dao Xuan's divine sense swept over the area, and his expression gradually became solemn.

There were indeed fragments of these two secret techniques in the Qingyun Sect's library. He had always thought it was due to their great age, but now it seems...

The lineage is incomplete!

"Indeed, it is the true teaching of the patriarch." Dao Xuan closed the wooden box and said in a deep voice.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Zhou Yixian then took out a yellowed register, which, when opened, contained the names of successors from generation to generation.

The handwriting varies greatly, spanning a wide range of periods, with the earliest dating back to the Qingyunzi era.

Dao Xuan examined it carefully, remained silent for a long time, and finally spoke solemnly: "Dao Xuan, welcome Junior Brother Zhou to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan."

Zhou Yixian bowed deeply to the ground, "Zhou Yixian greets Senior Brother Sect Leader!"

"Junior brother, there's no need for such formalities." Dao Xuan stepped forward to help him up, then turned to the disciples in the hall and said.

"Why aren't you greeting your senior and junior uncles?"

"This disciple greets my senior uncle (or master's uncle)!"

Everyone bowed in unison, but still felt it was unbelievable.

This fortune teller, who has been traveling among mortals for hundreds of years, is actually a fellow disciple of Qingyun who has been separated from him for a thousand years.

After the ceremony, Dao Xuan looked at Zhou Yixian's weakened state and frowned, asking:

"Junior Brother Zhou, where did you get these injuries? And why did you choose this time to come to Qingyun?"

Zhou Yixian smiled bitterly, "I dare not hide it from my senior brother. My lineage has a dying wish from our ancestor that we must pass it down in secret to ensure the survival of the Qingyun lineage."

Unless absolutely necessary, one should not reveal their identity.

He paused, his expression turning solemn. "And now, it is a time of utter desperation."

"Please speak," Dao Xuan said, gesturing for him to sit down.

Zhou Yixian shook his head, "Although my lineage mainly focuses on physiognomy, I have had another opportunity to master the art of 'Heavenly Deduction'."

A look of pain flashed in his eyes.

"This technique can reveal the secrets of heaven, but it can also backfire on those secrets, making it a path of no return."

The more I know, the more I want to explore... a few months ago.

I sensed the anomalies in the heavens and earth, and disregarding the backlash, I forcibly deduced the future, finally glimpsing a corner of it.

His voice trembled, clearly indicating that the deduction had come at a great cost.

"The fusion of the six realms is a foregone conclusion."

"The demon realm is just the beginning. After that, the ghost realm, the immortal realm, the demon realm, and the god realm will gradually intersect with the human realm." Zhou Yixian said, emphasizing each word.

"With each fusion, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will surge, and the laws will change accordingly."

At that time, the strong will become stronger, and the weak... may not even have the right to survive.

The hall was deathly silent.

Although various factions had long suspected this, hearing such a precise prophecy still weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

"When will the Ghost Realm descend?" Dao Xuan asked.

"Two years," Zhou Yixian said confidently. "At most two years, and the barrier to the Ghost Realm will be completely shattered."

Two years!

Everyone gasped.

Two years is not a short time for ordinary people, but for cultivators, a single seclusion can last for several years.

How much can you prepare in two years?

Dao Xuan remained calm. He rose and walked to the front of the hall, gazing at the distant sea of ​​clouds. "Two years is enough for us to do a lot."

He turned around and glanced at the crowd.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is increasing, and the cultivation speed will be several times faster."

From this day forward, all disciples of Qingyun will receive double the cultivation resources.

Elders, you must assess the disciples' progress every month.

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

"In addition," Dao Xuan said, looking at Wan Jianyi.

"Junior Brother Wan, take a few elders and rearrange the mountain-protecting formation. At the core of the formation... use this."

He raised his hand, and a fiery red jade pendant flew out. The moment the pendant appeared, the temperature in the hall rose sharply.

"The Mysterious Fire Mirror?!" Zeng Shuchang exclaimed in disbelief.

"That's right," Dao Xuan said calmly. "Now, Incense Valley is... under the command of my Qingyun."

Now that the Mystic Fire Mirror is in my hands, there's no need to hide it anymore.

Using this treasure as the core of the formation, the "Eight Fiends Profound Fire Grand Formation" can be set up, which can withstand even the attacks of Earth Immortals.

As for the Immortal Execution Sword, I still have a use for it.

Wan Jianyi accepted the Xuanhuo Mirror, feeling the terrifying firepower contained within it, and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "I will certainly live up to your trust."

The others obeyed and left, leaving only Dao Xuan and Zhou Yixian in the hall.

"Junior Brother Zhou, there is another matter I would like to ask you," Dao Xuan said.

"Do you know where in this world can you find water of extreme cold that can rival the True Flame of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon?"

His cultivation had reached a bottleneck. Although the Water and Fire Spirit Pearl was good, it needed a higher level of water and fire power to temper it.

The true flames of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons are already present, but extremely cold water is hard to find.

Zhou Yixian pondered for a moment, "Spiritual water of heaven and earth is something that can only be encountered by chance, not sought after."

I know of three places that might have it.

Deep within the far northern ice plains lies the "Ice Soul Cold Spring," nurtured by millennia-old ice.

At the far end of the East Sea, beneath the endless sea eye, there may be the "Heavenly One True Water";

"And there's another place..." He paused, "the 'ruthless seawater' of the Ruthless Sea."

"The Heartless Sea?" Dao Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"That's right. The Heartless Sea is located beneath the Abyss of the Dead. Its waters are extremely yin and cold, and contain an aura of annihilation and death."

If it can be refined, its power will be no less than the former two.

Zhou Yixian added, "Moreover, the location of this sea is clear, making it easier to obtain compared to the other two elusive locations."

Dao Xuan already had a plan in mind. "Thank you, Junior Brother."

"You're too kind, Senior Brother Sect Leader."

After Zhou Yixian was led away by the young Daoist to recuperate, Dao Xuan sat alone in the hall and sighed softly.

Time is still too tight.

But he didn't delay. In a flash, he arrived at the secret chamber of Yuqing Palace.

He sat cross-legged and began to practice the Taiji Xuanqing Dao.

In an instant, the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed in like a tide, forming a visible vortex around him.

The forces of water and fire intertwine and collide within the body, each collision unleashing the Daoist principles of destruction and creation.

It tempers the meridians and strengthens the foundation little by little.

Meanwhile, on each of the Qingyun Peaks, all the disciples felt the change in spiritual energy, and their enthusiasm for cultivation soared to unprecedented heights.

Even Tang Xuejian and the others, who were usually playful, worked hard day and night and dared not slack off.

Because they all understood that two years from now would be the moment that would determine their future and the fate of humanity.

Deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains lies the Ancient Cave of Demon Suppression.

On the throne, the Beast God leaned back lazily, toying with a crystal-clear skull in his hand.

His appearance was so handsome it was almost demonic, but his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he exuded a chillingly fierce aura.