Covering the Sky: I am the White Tiger Immortal Elixir

It is not far from the Fire Sect, the Sunset Gate, the Mysterious Moon Cave, the Seven Star Pavilion, and the Azure Cloud Gate.

These are several small cultivation sects entrenched around Zishan Mountain, surviving by supporting bandits.

Although the sect is small, it has a lot of good stuff, some of which even contain imperial jade left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi.

Bai Qi decided to visit them one by one.

He passed through the village where Master Zhang lived and happened to encounter Chen Dahuzi robbing there.

"I have such a bad temper."

Bai Qilu, seeing injustice, drew his sword to help, slapping Chen Dahuzi and other bandits until they were covered in holy light.

The force of that slap was like the sky collapsing.

Chen Da Hu Zi and his gang of bandits were turned into anime characters without even spitting out any blood.

Grandpa Zhang and the villagers stared blankly at the scene, speechless for a long time.

Bai Qi withdrew his hand, turned his back to the crowd, and strode away.

However, he soon turned back.

The Great Emperor Wushi cannot pretend; he must make sure the villagers remember his face so that he can take away the descendants of the Silver Blood Clan in the future.

The Silverblood Clan is known as the uncrowned royal family, producing great saints generation after generation, making them the strongest clan among the ancient races.

Because of Bai Qi's intervention, Lei Bo's sister didn't die this time, and may even have the possibility of cultivation.

These are all good members of the Tiger Heart Society, naturally harmless, raised in the village since childhood, and with simple minds.

More importantly, he forgot to check Chen Da Hu Zi's place to see if there was any Wu Shi Di Yu.

Zhang Wuye and the others watched as Bai Qi squatted on the ground, rummaging through Chen Da Huzi's belongings with a wooden stick.

They would never forget the magnificence of that white-robed immortal's palm strike.

Then the immortal left, his back to all living beings, his back view so elegant it was unbelievable.

Before he had even taken ten steps, he turned back and began rummaging through the pile of belongings.

"You know what I'm trying to say." Wang Shu gave Lei Bo a look.

Reeb responded with his eyes: "I know."

This immortal's movements are so practiced!

Without a period of experience collecting scraps, it would be absolutely impossible to have such a smooth and effortless technique!

Picking, pushing, digging, and flipping—all done in one smooth motion.

"Ha, I got the gold!"

Bai Qi was overjoyed, never expecting to actually find a piece of the Wushi Emperor Jade.

He stayed in the village for a while, built up some goodwill with Master Zhang, and then set off for the Fire Sect.

The strongest of these minor sects is the Dao Palace. They wouldn't even rank among the top sects in the Northern Region, let alone the Eastern Wilderness.

But in the area surrounding Zishan, they were truly local tyrants; while not entirely wicked, they were certainly not benevolent.

Bai Qi went to each of them, killing heads and causing rivers of blood to flow.

Among these sects, there were also those who opposed supporting the bandits. After Bai Qi searched their souls, he let them go.

He retrieved the ancient jade that had been discarded by Xuan Yue Cave as waste, and stepped into a rocky mountain and clear spring.

This is a cliff with many cliff inscriptions and historical sites.

If you scan the area with your divine sense, you will find a faint mist swirling around, shaped like a dragon, which is quite extraordinary.

In fact, this is where the Great Emperor Wushi once lived in seclusion, and it bears his imprint.

Bai Qi arrived at an ancient cave.

"Is the Way boundless and unknowable? Is the heart free and unrestrained? Are things ever-changing and without exception?"

Beside the ancient cave, on the cliff face, there are only these three sentences, the characters almost worn away, and it is unknown how long they have existed.

This is the handwriting of the Great Emperor Wushi.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but the traces he left behind remain, with a faint mist of immortality swirling around them.

Bai Qi summoned the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda, attempting to capture the Daoist essence left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi.

The Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda radiates celestial light, with countless celestial chains of the Great Dao spreading out, capturing the traces of the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Inside the ancient cave, the three lines of writing began to glow.

In an instant, Bai Qi seemed to see a majestic figure sitting cross-legged in the ancient cave, with his back to all living beings.

The figure was too blurry; even its shape was difficult to discern.

There was only one feeling that was crystal clear.

lonely.

Standing too high, seeing too far, one feels a profound loneliness amidst the vastness of the world and the absence of anyone to confide in.

"What's with the loneliness? Delis is doing just fine. Isn't this the path you chose, idol?"

Bai Qi muttered softly.

The figure turned its head slightly, seemingly noticing Bai Qi's probing.

Bai Qi: ?

I'm just capturing traces of the Dao, not crossing the river of time to gaze at you. Why are you turning your head to look at me?

It seemed as if the Great Emperor Wushi had heard Bai Qi's thoughts, or perhaps it was just an unintentional action.

A moment later, the figure vanished, leaving only three lines of ancient characters still glowing on the cliff face.

Bai Qi wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, feeling his heart pounding.

This was the first time he had ever felt watched, despite having captured so many Dao traces.

In the past, whether it was the Emperor, the Void, or the Eternal Universe, no matter how strong the Dao traces they left behind were, they were nothing more than echoes of past imprints, inanimate objects.

But the figure of the Great Emperor Wushi seemed to be alive.

The three lines of ancient characters continued to glow, growing brighter and brighter, until finally a fourth line of characters appeared.

"Hey kid, what are you looking at?"

Bai Qi: ...

Idol, this is no fun.

Mastering the great principles of time and space is truly remarkable!

Bai Qi stared blankly at the fourth line of text, then respectfully bowed to the cliff face.

"You flatter me, senior. I was just passing by."

He put away the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda, turned around and left, his steps so fast they were like a tiger jumping over a wall in desperation.

The radiance of the three lines of ancient characters behind him gradually faded, and the fourth line of characters seemed to have never appeared at all.

Three days later, Bai Qi appeared like a ghost and glanced at the outside of the ancient cave.

The same three sentences are still written on the cliff face.

Bai Qi stared at it for a long time, but the fourth line of text did not reappear.

"I'm leaving now, idol."

No one answered.

Bai Qi waited a while longer, and only after confirming that the First Yaochi Saintess had no intention of paying attention to him again did he re-enter the ancient cave.

This time, he did not summon the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda again, but instead sat cross-legged and used the simplest way to feel it.

These three sentences left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi are all gems of wisdom.

The Way is vast and unknowable.

The path to enlightenment is vast and boundless, yet it is neither about knowing nor not knowing.

The path of cultivation is boundless and vast. The true path is not about how much you know, but about understanding what you don't know.

Those who think they know the secrets of the world are often the most ignorant.

Is your heart free and unrestrained?

A tranquil mind, free from constraints or freedom.

The so-called Daoist mind is not as firm as a rock, nor is it about sticking to one's own opinions, but rather as open and unrestrained as a whetstone.

True strength lies not in being bound by rules and regulations, but in moving forward relentlessly.

Things piled up one after another, yet nothing is more or less the same.

Everything changes, yet there is no right or wrong.

Everything changes and life goes on, and there is no absolute right or wrong, no absolute good or bad.

Right and wrong are simply a matter of different positions, and truth and falsehood are simply a matter of different perspectives.

Bai Qi pondered these three sentences repeatedly from his own perspective.

He began to feel that something was wrong.

This is hardly some kind of cultivation insight; it's clearly the Great Emperor Wushi grumbling.

The Way is vast and unknowable.

You ordinary mortals cannot understand my Tao.

Is your heart free and unrestrained?

Go ahead and give up, do whatever you want, you can't beat me anyway.

Things piled up one after another, yet nothing is more or less the same.

You'll all eventually turn to ashes, so why worry about so much?

Bai Qi stood up with a cold face: "Senior's insights are profound, this junior has learned a great deal."

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the cliff face, then turned and walked out of the ancient cave.

This time, he's really gone.

A line of words reappeared on the cliff face.

"What did you learn from this?"

Bai Qi left without seeing it.

Another line of words appeared on the cliff face.

"Ignore me, you just wait."

It is clear that even the Great Emperor Wushi could not tolerate passive-aggressive behavior.