The Primordial Era: Starting with Becoming a Disciple of the Queen Mother of the West

Chapter 131 Yin Yang Union Herb

Nine-colored auspicious clouds broke through layers of fierce winds, heading east from the fairyland of Yaochi in Xikunlun, and rushing back to Qingheishan.

Xuan Yao stood atop a cloud, his body enveloped in a continuous flow of pure and auspicious energy. Looking down, he saw undulating mountains, shrouded in spiritual mist—the very location of his own Daoist temple.

As soon as one enters the area sensed by the mountain-protecting array, a melodious jade chime echoes from within the mountain, clear and peaceful, possessing a touch of the pure and righteous aura of immortals.

Immediately afterwards, the grand formation covering the Azure Black Mountain began to activate. The countless star-like spirits and the spiritual light of water and fire slowly separated, creating a white jade cloud path that led directly to the mountain gate.

At the end of the cloud path, a group of disciples were already waiting there.

The eldest disciple, Yan Yuanzi, dressed in a crimson robe, stood at the forefront with a calm expression.

The second disciple, Jin Pengzi, was a restless soul. He was exquisitely beautiful, with a pair of dark eyes that kept looking towards the other side of the cloud path. His two small hands were tightly gripping the hem of his robe, almost wrinkling the ice silk Taoist robe.

The guardian spirit bird Lingxiao had transformed into a woman in gray robes, standing respectfully to one side. Qingya and Yuanguo stood to the left and right respectively.

Further back, the White Fox Clan Chief and Ancestor Yan Heng led their respective clansmen, waiting respectfully on both sides of the mountain path, not daring to overstep their bounds in the slightest.

Seeing the mountain gate so well-organized, Xuan Yao felt much of the fatigue he had brought back from the East Sea dissipate.

He flicked his sleeve, pressed down from the clouds, and landed steadily on the stone steps.

"Welcome back to the mountain, Your Excellency."

All the disciples bowed in unison, their voices echoing through the valley.

Just as Yan Yuanzi was about to step forward to report on the recent situation in the mountains, a black and white light flashed beside him, and Jin Pengzi had already darted out and arrived in front of Xuan Yao in a few steps.

Although this child has only recently emerged from his shell and taken human form, he possesses the bloodline of the Primordial Phoenix and is imbued with the innate Yin and Yang energies, making him naturally more sensitive to changes in Qi than others.

He tilted his head back and forth, his gaze sweeping over Xuan Yao several times. His face, which had been full of joy, suddenly wrinkled up.

To outsiders, nothing seemed amiss; they only sensed that Xuan Yao's aura of virtue and purity remained righteous, peaceful, and unfathomable.

However, under the flow of his innate essence, Jin Pengzi clearly sensed that deep within that vast and pure energy, there was a faint trace of lingering cold energy.

The aura was heavily sealed and suppressed, almost without a trace, yet the ancient, deathly stillness emanating from it still sent chills down one's spine.

Jin Pengzi naturally didn't know that it was some kind of remnant poison from a chaotic demon god. He only thought that his master had suffered a very serious injury outside, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit her lip and refused to shed a tear, instead gripping Xuan Yao's sleeve tightly until her knuckles turned slightly white.

Seeing him like this, Xuan Yao felt a warmth in his heart.

This young disciple was born with a touch of the arrogance of the avian lineage, but deep down he valued loyalty and affection the most.

He leaned down slightly, raised his hand to rub Jin Pengzi's head, and said gently, "It's nothing, he just encountered some troubles outside, but he's fine now."

He spoke these words casually, yet he completely suppressed the perilous situation in the East China Sea.

In truth, whether it was the battle between Taiyi in the Eastern Sea Immortal Continent, the overwhelming pressure of the Eastern King Duke, or the possession by demon gods in the chaotic void, every single event was connected to the great cause and effect deep within the primordial world.

The disciples under my tutelage are still inexperienced in cultivation and their resolve in the Dao is not yet firm.

Knowing these things too early is not only useless, but it can also easily plant fear in one's mind and ruin one's spiritual practice.

It would be better for him to stand guard outside the mountain gate alone, so as to leave a quiet place for the disciples.

Seeing that their master's expression was normal and his magical power showed no signs of decline, Yan Yuanzi and the others gradually calmed down.

Xuan Yao straightened up, glanced at everyone, and nodded slightly.

"You have all done a good job guarding the mountain these past few days. Now go your separate ways and cultivate in peace."

Everyone responded in unison and then withdrew.

Xuan Yao then looked at Jin Pengzi, who was still clutching his sleeve, and said slowly, "Come with me."

After saying this, the master and disciple passed through layers of formations and entered the core of the inner mountain.

Qingxuan Cave, with its cold pool shrouded in mist.

Xuan Yao sat cross-legged beside the stone platform and gestured to the futon opposite him.

Jin Pengzi obediently sat down, but his eyes were still fixed on Xuan Yao, his worry undiminished.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Yao couldn't help but chuckle. He then flicked his sleeve, took out an object from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the white jade platform.

It was a dark blue jade box.

The surface of the jade box is covered with nine layers of restrictions, each with a pure and auspicious light flowing over it, locking the energy within the box tightly so that not a single trace leaks out.

Xuan Yao pointed his finger, and the Taiyi magic power at his fingertips landed on the box. A series of delicate jade-like sounds rang out, and the nine layers of restrictions dissipated like ice melting and snow melting away.

Then, he reached out and removed the seal, slowly pushing open the box lid.

When the jade box was opened, there were no extraordinary phenomena.

A pure and incomparably refined primordial yin-yang energy silently emanated from the box, spreading outwards like a spring breeze and rain.

Jin Pengzi stared intently at it.

At the bottom of the box lay a layer of innate spiritual soil, faintly emanating the energies of earth and fire. Upon this spiritual soil lay a strange spiritual herb, no more than three feet tall.

That magical herb only grows two leaves, yet their shapes are quite different.

The leaf on the left was as black as ink, so deep and profound that it seemed to absorb all the light and shadow around it. Even the water vapor drifting from the cold pool was quietly absorbed as soon as it got close.

The leaf on the right, however, was pure white as snow, crystal clear, untouched by any dust, and exuded a cool vitality.

One leaf is black, the other white; there are no branches connecting the two leaves, only strands of sunlight flowing back and forth between them.

Black energy gives rise to white, and white energy turns back to black, in an endless cycle, eventually forming a natural Tai Chi symbol above the jade box.

This item is none other than the Yin-Yang Two Elements Grass, a superior-grade innate spiritual root that Xuan Yao brought back from Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent.

Jin Pengzi only glanced at it before he froze on the spot.

Before he could even circulate his cultivation technique, the innate Yin and Yang essence within his body began to circulate on its own, and the black and white energies surged from the depths of his meridians, almost like the boiling of rivers and seas.

The left half of his body was shrouded in black mist, exuding a chilling aura.

The right half of his body was enveloped in flowing white light, brimming with vitality.

The two energies converged above their heads, creating an extremely strong resonance with the Yin-Yang duality grass in the box.

This was the first time since he took human form that he had encountered a spiritual being that resonated so well with his innate foundation.

That yearning, almost surging from the depths of his soul, made him wish he could immediately swallow the herb.

Fortunately, after years of training under Xuan Yao, his temperament has been tempered and he is no longer the fierce person he once was.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the surging primal force within him, his face turning red and a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

Seeing that he was still able to maintain his mental clarity, Xuan Yao couldn't help but show a hint of approval in his eyes. He raised his hand and sent out a stream of pure and virtuous energy into his brow, suppressing his restless energy.

After Jin Pengzi's breathing gradually stabilized, Xuan Yao finally spoke: "This herb is called Yin Yang Liang Yi Grass, and it is a superior innate spiritual root."

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He pointed to the spiritual herbs in the jade box and continued, "When I went to the East Sea, it happened to coincide with the birth of Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent, one of the Ten Continents and Three Islands."

That Immortal Continent was formed from a fragment of chaos at the beginning of creation, and it escaped the great calamity of the Dragon and Han dynasties, so its foundation is extraordinary.

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"This spiritual herb grows in the center of the Immortal Continent, where the two strange peaks shaped like the Qilin and Phoenix meet."

Mist floated by the cold pool, and Xuan Yao's voice was slow and deliberate, just like when he was preaching, clear and distinct.

"Although there are many spiritual things in the world, the cultivation of the Yin-Yang Two Elements Grass is extremely difficult."

It must be planted with the purest innate Yin and Yang energies, and it must have a place where earth and fire complement each other to nourish its roots.

Earth can sustain things, fire can refine form; only through years and countless years can such a spiritual root be born.

Jin Pengzi listened intently, his eyes fixed on the spiritual herb.

He could clearly sense that this herb contained exactly the part he was currently lacking.

Xuan Yao looked at him, his tone softening slightly.

"You have the bloodline of the Primordial Phoenix within you, so your foundation should be extremely high."

However, when it was formed in the Undying Volcano, it was exposed to the primordial calamity, causing an imbalance of yin and yang, which left behind hidden dangers.

"Later, when we arrived at Qinghei Mountain, I nurtured you day and night with the pure energy of virtue and virtue, and with the power of the peach branch and the fire parasol tree, I made up for your deficiencies, so that you could successfully take human form."

At this point, Xuan Yao paused slightly.

"But that only provides temporary relief, not a real cure."

"Right now you're only at the Taiyi realm, so this flaw isn't very noticeable. But when you try to break through to the Daluo Dao Fruit later, this slight imperfection will be enough to ruin your foundation for the Great Dao."

Upon hearing this, Jin Pengzi's expression immediately turned serious.

He knew this better than anyone. During his daily cultivation, whenever the Yin and Yang energies reached a critical point, a slight stagnation would always arise, as if a thin thorn was lying deep within his meridians, which he could never completely remove.

Xuan Yao gently pushed the cold jade box forward and presented it to him.

"And this herb can replenish your fundamentals."

"The innate Yin and Yang essence it contains is pure and unadulterated. If you can refine it and integrate it into your own origin, you can truly make up for that last flaw."

"Only then will you have a flawless foundation to directly reach the Great Luo realm or even higher."