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

Chapter 134 Opening the Altar and Preaching

It's unclear when exactly, but gradually, a few more people began to appear in the desolate mountains surrounding Qingheishan.

It was called a human settlement, but in reality, it was just a few cave dwellings that some rogue cultivators had painstakingly carved out against the cliffs and deep valleys.

The cave dwellings were very simple, mostly just some crude mazes. They were good enough to conceal our senses, but as for gathering spiritual energy, they were barely enough.

The cultivators living here are mostly at the level of Earth Immortal or True Immortal.

In the primordial world, such cultivation level is really nothing special.

In this world, powerful beings are appearing and disappearing, and strong people are running rampant. Not to mention Taiyi Golden Immortals, even ordinary Golden Immortals are enough to suppress them and make them unable to raise their heads.

Most of these independent cultivators are of mediocre talent and belong to no particular sect or faction.

They cannot compare to those born with innate good fortune, nor can they compare to the disciples of great sects who have someone to protect them from harm.

Normally, they would argue until their faces turned red over a single spiritual herb or a piece of spiritual ore.

If one's luck is even worse, and one encounters a surge of malevolent energy sweeping across the mountains and fields, or is casually captured by a passing demon cultivator, one's life will be lost without a trace.

Living a precarious existence is their usual way of life.

Qingheishan is different.

This place is guarded by the Heavenly Gang Fiend Array. Once activated, the stars and evil spirits intertwine, and water and fire complement each other, making it extremely solemn.

Those rogue cultivators naturally dared not cross the warning area, for fear that a moment of recklessness would alert the master of the mountain and result in their annihilation.

The only place they could settle was the slightly safer area outside the main formation.

It's called a peaceful place, but it's really just using the name of Qingheishan as a cover.

Other ferocious beasts and cultivators would have to be somewhat wary and wouldn't dare to easily venture in. In this way, it was already a rare place of refuge for these low-level rogue cultivators.

Xuan Yao had naturally noticed their arrival long ago.

He simply ignored it.

Today's Xuan Yao is no longer the nameless disciple he once was in the outer mountains of Xikunlun.

Now, he is not only a direct disciple of the Queen Mother of the West, but also a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and holds the title of Xuan Sha Protector Star Lord in the Northern Heaven of the Demon Court.

Having three identities at once carries considerable weight.

Not to mention, he had previously escaped unscathed in front of a quasi-saint like the Eastern King Duke in the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent of the East Sea.

Although this matter was not widely known at the top level of the prehistoric world, it had already been spread like wildfire by many rogue cultivators near Xikunlun.

In the eyes of these low-level cultivators, Xuan Yao was already a true legendary figure.

A black tiger attained enlightenment after birth, became a disciple of the head female immortal, cultivated to the Taiyi fruit position, and then occupied the position of star lord in the demon court.

Such opportunities and such methods are beyond their reach, even if they just think about them.

They never dared to dream of being accepted into Xuan Yao's fold.

With their limited skills and background, they wouldn't even be qualified to be accepted into the sect, let alone to serve under orders.

What they truly sought was merely to borrow the power of Qingheishan Mountain to gain some peace and security, and to absorb a few wisps of spiritual energy emanating from the great formation, so that their cultivation path would not be completely severed.

If one is even more fortunate, and one day receives a casual remark from the mountain hermit or a stroke of luck, that would be an immense blessing.

Xuan Yao saw through these little schemes clearly.

But his attitude has always been simple.

They neither drove them away nor took them in.

In the primordial world, countless beings existed, varying in strength and power—this was simply the way of things. He cultivated the path of virtue and merit, emphasizing going with the flow.

They will neither show unwarranted mercy and take everyone under their wing, nor will they needlessly cut off the livelihood of others.

As long as these rogue cultivators behave themselves, do not overstep the rules of Qingheishan Mountain, and do not cause trouble in the vicinity, he will allow them to settle down on their own in the outer areas.

As for their future fate and what opportunities they may have, that depends on their individual destiny.

On this day, deep within Qingxuan Cave.

The cold pool was calm, with mist floating around, and all around was silent.

Xuan Yao sat cross-legged on the white jade platform, his eyes slightly closed, his magical power flowing endlessly around him.

The purple-gold pagoda hanging above his head suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sound, and then transformed into a stream of purple-gold light, entering his brow and sinking into his spiritual platform.

A moment later, Xuan Yao slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes shimmered with a dark gold, a wisp of five-colored light flashed by, then disappeared, leaving only a clear and profound depth.

After thousands of years of secluded cultivation, he has finally stabilized his mid-stage Taiyi realm.

At this moment, the five elements of Taiyi circulate continuously within his body. The Earth element in his spleen palace is deep and substantial, the Metal element in his lung palace is sharp and killing, the Water element in his kidney palace is abundant and flowing, and the Liver...

The wood element in the palace (乙) generates and flourishes, while the fire element in the heart (离) warms and melts.

The five elements circulate and interact in the dantian, generating and restraining each other in an orderly manner, forming a self-sustaining cycle.

As for the drop of Chaos Demon God's essence blood that the Queen Mother of the West sealed in the deepest part of her Qi Sea, it remained silent and did not move an inch.

Looking at the physical body, it has become more rounded and harmonious than before.

The innate foundation gradually reveals its wonders, harmonizing seamlessly with the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Every gesture and movement exudes a certain Taoist charm.

Xuan Yao stood up, brushed his dark Daoist robe, and felt his mind clear and his magical power flowing smoothly, no longer feeling the awkwardness he had at the beginning of his seclusion.

When one's cultivation reaches this level, one's supernatural powers operate with ease, making one feel relaxed and comfortable.

He stepped out of Qingxuan Cave, and in a flash, he transformed into a gentle breeze, landing atop the highest, solitary peak of Qinghei Mountain.

A fierce wind howled atop the peak, churning the clouds, yet it could not get within three feet of him. A faint, pure aura of virtue circulated without dissipating, completely blocking the biting wind.

Xuan Yao stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the surrounding area.

Within the grand formation, the herb garden glowed faintly, filled with spiritual energy.

The peach trees spread their branches like canopies, while the fire-flowering phoenix trees exhale a faint crimson glow, reflecting each other and adding to the vitality of the scene.

In the valley to the west, the Yan Yuan clan lived and cultivated peacefully. On the mountainside, the white fox clan moved about, managing the various affairs of the grotto.

On the banks of the pool, Yan Yuanzi was guiding Jin Pengzi in practicing breathing exercises. Lingxiao, disguised as a woman in grey, patrolled back and forth among the clouds.

The entire Qinghei Mountain is well-organized and already has the air of a Taoist temple.

Xuan Yao's gaze then fell outwards, past the mountain-protecting array, and he saw the scattered, simple cave dwellings among the mountains.

With his divine sense as a Taiyi Golden Immortal, he naturally couldn't hide the situation of those rogue cultivators.

Some people practice breathing exercises in caves, some gather herbs and search for minerals in mountain streams, and some seclude themselves for months, yet still cannot cross that threshold.

Each person struggles to survive, each person seeks the Way with great difficulty. They may seem different, but in reality, they are all seeking a glimmer of hope in this vast and desolate world.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Yao's heart suddenly stirred.

Since attaining Taiyi, he has spent the years either traveling or cultivating in seclusion in caves.

The former has to deal with and scheme against various figures, while the latter has to quietly hone their skills. Come to think of it, it has indeed been a long time since they have opened an altar to preach.

Years ago, at the Phoenix Clan's Undying Volcano, he preached to Hongling and others. Firstly, to settle karmic debts, and secondly, to perfect himself.

Body and Dao Foundation.

Now that his cultivation has advanced further and he has entered the mid-stage of Taiyi, he has gained new insights into the Path of Fortune and Virtue.

Now that we have emerged from seclusion today and are in high spirits, and with so many people gathered outside Qinghei Mountain seeking enlightenment, why not take this opportunity to hold a Dharma assembly?

One is to reflect on what I have learned.

Secondly, it helps to cultivate good relationships and accumulate merit.

Once the thought arose, Xuan Yao did not hesitate and immediately raised his hand to flick it.

A clear, resonant sound rang out from the summit of the solitary peak. At first, it was soft, but in the blink of an eye, it was enveloped in the power of Taiyi magic and the pure light of Fude, passing through the Tiangang Shengsha Grand Array and spreading outwards layer by layer towards the outer reaches of Qinghei Mountain.

As the Daoist voice passed by, the mountain breeze gradually subsided, and the malevolent aura lingering in the forest dissipated somewhat. The voice was not domineering in the slightest, but rather possessed a serene and peaceful quality that calmed the mind of anyone who heard it.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Yao's voice slowly spread throughout a radius of 100,000 miles.

"I am the lord of Qinghei Mountain, Xikunlun Xuanyao."

"Today I leave the pass, intending to preach the Great Way outside the mountain gate."

"Anyone within the territory of Qingheishan, regardless of whether they are birds or beasts, or regardless of their social status, may come to listen to the lecture."

"We will meet at Baiyuping in three days."