Calabash Fairy

Chapter 127 Three Years

In the Western Regions, in a lifeless desert covered with yellow sand, two burly figures were walking slowly through the swirling sand and dust stirred up by the wind.

"Heng'er, you have completely refined the White Tiger Bone, and the bloodline within you has awakened, bringing you one step closer to our ancestors. However, your cultivation is still shallow. The Blood Lake here may be able to lend you a helping hand."

The burly old man, with white hair and a height of at least ten feet, spoke expressionlessly to Jun Heng beside him.

"However, that blood lake is filled with endless killing intent. Only by persisting in your will amidst the ever-rushing waves of killing intent will you gain the recognition of the blood lake and improve your cultivation. At that time, your bloodline might even advance further."

"If we can't hold on..."

The old man stopped speaking at this point, but both of them knew perfectly well what would happen if they couldn't hold on.

The consequences range from mild mental trauma, turning someone into a madman, to utter death and becoming part of a sea of ​​blood.

Junheng pondered this, but didn't feel there was anything wrong with it; he felt at ease.

This is how their clan has always trained its members: the weak cannot survive, and only the strong, who are constantly tempered between life and death, have the right to live!

This is not because the elders of the clan are heartless, but because their clan is born warlike, an instinct imprinted in their blood.

This can be clearly seen from the fact that Junheng was thrown into the Hundred Thousand Mountains at a young age and constantly experienced life-and-death battles, yet he was able to adapt quite well.

Although the old man remained expressionless, he clearly adored the younger members of his clan who stood beside him.

Despite some issues with his bloodline that caused the child to take a wrong turn, Junheng never disappointed him, and the child never allowed his bloodline to become an obstacle.

"There is less than a hundred years left before the four races open the Starry Sky Secret Realm. Your age and cultivation level make you the youngest and weakest among all the participants."

"Remember this, Junheng, the other children in the clan may not help you. The most reliable person is always yourself. You don't have much time left."

Jun Heng's gaze was firm, his eyes seemingly filled with murderous intent and a bloodthirsty light.

"I understand, Uncle."

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Ancient Ferry City God Temple.

Xu Wupan, carrying a palm-sized, eerily dark iron cage, walked straight to Zhang Chenghuang, bowed, and said:

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"Your Majesty, the evil spirit that appeared in Zhangjiazhuang has been captured by your subordinates, and the rift in the underworld has also been sealed by me. Two underworld officials have been left to guard it."

"It was thanks to the local deity of Zhangjiazhuang and a disciple of Qingxuan Taoist Temple that we were able to stop this scourge for a moment, so that no one was harmed when we rushed over."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chenghuang nodded slightly, his serious expression softening considerably. Lu Zhang, standing beside him, smiled and said, "In recent years, some immortal sects have descended the mountain to travel, with Qingxuan Taoist Temple being the most active. Apart from the two vice sect leaders, almost all the disciples of Qingxuan Taoist Temple have left the mountain to search for gaps in the underworld."

"In addition, the one in the Ten Thousand Mountains also helped us, giving hundreds of incense sticks and talismans to the worshippers, protecting a family and a village, and helping us countless times."

"Although the incense offerings of that Fangshan God have become increasingly prosperous outside the Ten Thousand Mountains in recent years, with so many incense talismans, even without counting the materials used in these talismans, it seems that he has used up all the incense offerings he has accumulated over the years without reservation."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chenghuang nodded slightly, looked towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Mountains, and smiled.

"I, Zhang Zhengyan, was right about him. Although he does not specialize in the path of gods, it is no accident that he can protect a region in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and be worshipped by the people."

"In any case, since this person is willing to lend a helping hand, it is a good thing for both us and the people near Gudu City."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhang and Xu Wupan, who were standing to the side, both nodded in deep agreement.

The ancient city of Gudu is too large. In such a special period, it is simply impossible to guard it with only the four hundred ghost soldiers of their city god temple, even with the addition of the mountain gods and local deities from other areas.

Now that many disciples of the immortal sects have descended the mountain to travel, and with such strong reinforcements coming to their aid from within the Ten Thousand Mountains, their pressure has been greatly relieved.

Qingfeng Mountain, Qingfeng Secret Realm.

Three years have passed, and under the influence of the Cave Heaven Root, the Qingfeng Secret Realm has continued to expand, now covering an area of ​​nearly a thousand feet. Its spiritual energy has become increasingly pure and rich, and its vitality is abundant.

As the spiritual fire within the Purple Gold Gourd Dharma Image slowly extinguished, Fang Yan, who had been in seclusion in the waterside pavilion for three years, slowly opened his eyes.

A bolt of lightning flashed across his clear eyes, and a spiritual energy fluctuation far more powerful than before appeared on his body for a moment before completely receding.

"With the help of the rare and precious Lotus of Myriad Wonders and my innate Dharma Aspect, my cultivation level has now reached two thousand years, and my foundation remains incredibly solid."

"However, compared to the insights gained from the Great Dao, the improvement of cultivation level is secondary."

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Fang Yan slowly stood up, stretched out his palm, and a wisp of vibrant green energy swirled in his hand. But in just a moment, this green whirlwind silently transformed into a deathly black whirlwind.

"What that senior Donkey Taoist wanted to impart to me was not the sword intent of thunder or the great way of thunder. The most important thing in that sword tablet was actually the sound of thunder. That senior had hidden the secret of the alternation of life and death in it."

"The Great Path of Life and Death..."

As Fang Yan watched the ever-changing life force and death energy in his hand, his smile grew even wider.

With the help of the Myriad Mysteries Green Lotus and the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram within his body, coupled with the sword token given to him by that senior, he had all the advantages of timing, location, and people.

After spending three years comprehending the secret of the alternation of life and death, his path of life has now completely transformed into the path of life and death.

"That senior was unaware that I possessed a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram within my body. This thunderclap has not only allowed me to comprehend the mystery of life and death, but also given me insights into the interaction of Yin and Yang."

"It's a pity that his foundation and cultivation level are still lacking. Even with the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, the Dao of Yin and Yang is not so easy to comprehend. However, being able to vaguely grasp a bit of the essence this time and cultivate the Dao of Life and Death is already an immense blessing."

Fang Yan clenched his fist, and a vibrant green breeze emanated from his palm, blowing in all directions, causing the many spiritual roots and plants within the secret realm to shimmer with spiritual light.

Fang Yan was in a great mood. He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked to the edge of the waterside pavilion, looking at the shimmering lake surface and the many spirit fish playing in the lake.

"It seems Xuan Shui has taken good care of you all~"

Compared to when they first arrived, these spirit fish are now much more spiritually powerful, and they have gained countless benefits simply from living here.

However, the other three little ones on the mountain were clearly not interested in these ornamental spirit fish. Only Xuan Shui, who was also of the water element, liked to take care of these spirit fish and enjoyed it very much.