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Boom, boom!

The sky was thick with dark clouds, thunderclouds rolled in, and red lightning streaked across the sky. The thunder shook the nine heavens, deafening and terrifying. Even Zhu Moye and the Di Ting divine beast, who were sitting still, felt the immense power of heaven gathering and pressing down, and all living things in the world trembled.

At the same time, there was a constant rumbling sound.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking the pavilion. Then, thousands of bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously. Outside the pavilion, a white flash of lightning was so blinding that it was impossible to open one's eyes, forcing one to squint.

A tremendous divine power descended, as if the very sky was about to collapse. The air thickened, and the atmosphere became eerie. At the same time, the Di Ting divine beast suddenly stood up, fidgeting and trembling, and began to roar softly, its voice filled with fear.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

The old Taoist, Li Er, raised one palm and declared, "Peace!" With a flick of his finger, a beam of golden light shot into the Di Ting beast's forehead before disappearing. A moment later, the Di Ting beast fell silent.

Thousands of lightning bolts streaked across the sky, striking the pavilion. However, the pavilion remained unharmed, unscathed. It seemed to be a magical defensive weapon that had actually withstood the first round of thunder.

Boom!

The calamity clouds continued to gather, as if provoked, and thunderous force descended with a bang. The once quiet valley was instantly flattened, the vegetation gone, the ground scorched black, and a large amount of white smoke rose.

However, the pavilion remained intact.

After the second round of ten thousand thunderbolts, the third round immediately followed. The power of the third round of thunderbolts was ten times that of the second round, and this continued until it reached fifty-four rounds. The first round had five thousand thunderbolts, the second round had ten thousand, and the third round had twenty thousand, with the power and number continuing to increase.

When it reached the fifty-fourth round, there were already tens of millions of lightning bolts, like thunder from the sky destroying the world.

Boom! Boom!

Thunder roared from the sky, and lightning struck, the earth caving in, ready to fly away, and scorching smoke rose up, covering a hundred miles. The land within a thousand miles was bombarded by the thunder, flattened to the ground, and no livestock or corpses were left.

"Enough, back off!"

The old Taoist priest Li Er saw the area within a thousand miles being bombarded by thunder, countless lives tragically killed, their bodies left in pieces. He felt a pity. His expression turned cold, his eyebrows raised, and he frowned. He shouted, "Don't disturb me and my friend Moye from enjoying tea."

Boom!

The thunder suddenly stopped, and with a loud bang, the tremendous power of heaven came down all at once. Cracks immediately appeared on the magic pavilion. After a "cracking" sound, it was deformed and about to break.

"Humph!"

The old Taoist Li Er stood up, his demeanor suddenly changing. He looked up at the sky, pointed his finger, and said coldly, "It's time to quiet down. Please don't force me to take action."

Boom!

The dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and the sky cleared up again. Suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky, passing through the pavilion and landing on Zhu Moye. It flowed into his dantian, limbs, and bones, helping him to shed his mortal body and achieve the first-class earthly immortal. His body radiated a golden light.

Shed the mortal body and became a first-class earthly immortal.

The true realm of earthly immortals!

Zhu Moye took a look inside at the changes in his body. In addition to his magic power increasing a hundredfold, even his body of the Emperor Dragon had a major breakthrough and entered a whole new realm: the body of a celestial dragon!

What is the body of a celestial dragon? In ancient times, "sky" meant dragon. The body of a celestial dragon is a natural dragon body. When it is trained to the peak, it can transform into a divine dragon of 100,000 meters, standing in the sky and overlooking all living beings.

Zhu Moye was ecstatic. His realm, which hadn't progressed in days, and his Emperor Dragon Body, had been broken through so easily. He hadn't expected to achieve such a series of breakthroughs in just one day. Of course, Zhu Moye also knew that his rapid breakthroughs were largely due to the contributions of the Taoist master Li Er. Without his help, he probably wouldn't have been able to overcome the legendary sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, the Golden Immortal Tribulation, so easily. He immediately stood up and said gratefully, "Thank you, Laojun!"

"Young friend Moye, there's no need to thank me." Taoist Li Er shook his head and laughed heartily, "Everything is your own good fortune. Even if I hadn't intervened, you would have survived the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations safely. This is because you are destined to face these tribulations." After a pause, Taoist Li Er looked up at the sky and smiled, "Your path is different from others, forging a unique path. Therefore, the tribulations you face are also different. However, the more severe the tribulation, the greater the reward you will receive after overcoming it."

"I see."

Zhu Moye nodded, a slight realization dawning on him. The more powerful the calamity, the higher the achievement. No wonder, in the prehistoric era, saints who achieved enlightenment through sheer force were superior to those who achieved sainthood through virtue!

The old Taoist Li Er was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "I wonder what my friend Moye thinks of the structure of the Three Realms. Feel free to share."

Chapter 517: Journey to the West, imparting magical powers

"Three Realms Structure."

Zhu Moye frowned, unsure why the Taoist priest Li Er suddenly brought up the topic of structure. However, he still concluded the conversation and answered based on his own understanding: "Now, the three realms of heaven, earth, and man are divided into three factions."

"Three forces?" The old Taoist Li Er brushed his beard and smiled. "Which three forces are these? Mo Xie, please tell me. I am all ears and would like to hear your thoughts."

"The Three Realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man." Zhu Moye tapped his tea with his hand and wrote three large characters on the stone table: Heaven, Earth, and Man. His brush moved like a dragon, and bursts of golden light emanated from the lines. He took a deep breath and said, "The human world is led by the Emperor, the earth world is led by the Ten Kings of Hell, and the heaven world is led by the Jade Emperor. The Jade Emperor is the ruler of the Three Realms and the Supreme Being of the Three Realms. However, this is only the apparent power."

After a pause, he continued, "The real three major forces should be Buddhism, Taoism, and Heaven!"

"Oh? Then I wonder what unique insights Moye has on these three great factions?" The old Taoist Li Er's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "This boy is extraordinary. He can actually see through the general structure of the Three Realms." His gaze fell on Zhu Moye and he smiled, "Moye, please tell me your insights. I am all ears."

"That's wrong. It's not a brilliant opinion, but just my humble one. Besides, it would be too boring if I were the only one saying it." Zhu Moye shook his head and said with a smile, "How about you first tell me what you think about the structure of the Three Realms, and then I can offer my opinion, and then you can give me some pointers. How about that?"

"Alright!"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist Li Er nodded secretly. This boy was indeed a remarkable person, the eternal supreme human emperor. His words and deeds were impenetrable. He was worthy of being the variable of "Fifty great ways, forty-nine derived from heaven, and one missing".

The old Taoist Li Er explained one by one: "Ever since the prehistoric times, after the great calamity of heaven and earth and the Conferred God Tribulation, Buddhism has flourished, while Pangu's authentic Taoism has declined. Now, Buddhism is growing while Taoism is declining. Even the Heavenly Court, controlled by the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the Three Realms, cannot compare with Buddhism." He paused and drank a cup of tea. "Western religion is the predecessor of Buddhism, and the two Western saints are the founders of Buddhism. Although they established the Buddha and controlled the Western Paradise, that was just a facade. In reality, the two Western saints were secretly controlling Buddhism. Moreover, Buddhism has three great Buddhas: the Present Buddha, the Past Buddha, and the Future Buddha. Their strength is unmatched by the Heavenly Court. As for Taoism, it disappeared since the Conferred God Tribulation, and the Taoist tradition was almost completely destroyed."

"Therefore, I believe that Buddhism is the strongest, followed by Heaven, and then Taoism." The old Taoist Li Er glanced at Zhu Moxi meaningfully and said with a smile, "I wonder if young friend Moye has any advice on my views?"

"Laojun, you're joking." Zhu Moye naturally noticed Li Er's meaningful gaze and knew that he was testing him on purpose. The old Taoist Li Er also saw Zhu Moye's surprised look. The two seemed to understand each other tacitly, and neither of them exposed the other's thoughts. Zhu Moye said, "I think Taoism is the strongest, Buddhism is second, and then the Heavenly Court."

"Why?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the old Taoist Li Er. He smiled and said, "Friend Moye, Taoism has already declined to this point. Why do you still think Taoism is the strongest, followed by Buddhism, and then the Heavenly Court?!"

"Of the six saints of the heavens, four are Taoists." Zhu Moye pointed out a key question. "Although Western Buddhism is flourishing, can it continue to thrive forever? Didn't Taoism also flourish during the prehistoric times? Even Western religions, the predecessors of Buddhism, don't even have the qualifications to hold Daoist temples."

"Of the six saints in the heavens, four are Taoists. However, everyone has evil intentions." The old Taoist Li Er had a unique vision and hit the nail on the head. "In this respect, they are inferior to the two saints in the West."

"Although they are not on good terms, neither can be compared to the two Western Saints." Zhu Moye shook his head and said, "Yuanshi Tianzun is resourceful and ruthless. He appears to be always behind the scenes, but in reality he secretly controls everything and has a grasp of the overall situation. His strength is among the top four among the six saints in the heavens. Nuwa, the saint, formed humans from clay, and her innate merits made her a saint. She is the Holy Mother of the human race and the master of the demon race. Her strength is also not weak, and is no less than the two Western Saints."

"Although Tongtian Patriarch is the youngest of the Three Pure Ones, he is the most favored by Hongjun Daozu. Legend has it that after Hongjun achieved sainthood, when he distributed treasures to the six Heavenly Dao Saints at the Treasure Dividing Rock, he also gave the best treasures to Tongtian Patriarch. Among them were the Four Swords of the Immortal Executioner. The Immortal Executioner Sword Formation is indestructible only by the Four Saints. Its power is terrifying, and it is definitely ranked in the top two. As for your strength, Laojun, I will not elaborate." Zhu Moye smiled and said, "Tongtian Patriarch's strength alone is equivalent to that of the Four Saints. How can the two Western Saints compete with him?! Buddha is the Tao, therefore, Taoism is the strongest, Buddhism is second, and Heaven is third."

"What a wonderful saying, 'Buddha is the Tao.'" The old Taoist Li Er brushed his beard and laughed, "Young friend Moye has truly deciphered the mystery with one word. You are truly a remarkable person. Compared to young friend Moye, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors couldn't even catch up, and could only eat dust behind you." After a pause, the old Taoist Li Er shook his head again, changing the subject, "However, young friend Moye, you only see the surface, but not the other side. The contradictions between saints are deeper than you think."

"The waters of the Three Realms are far deeper than what Moye-chan imagines. As for the Three Realms, this world is actually only a part of the myriad worlds. The myriad worlds are billions of parallel time and space, and the highest of them all is the Thirty-Three Heavens."

The old Taoist Li Er stood up and pointed his finger. A golden light shot into Zhu Moye's body. He smiled and said, "It's worth the trip to meet you, little friend Moye! By the way, I see a demon within you, and I'll help you refine it. Also, I've come down to earth in such a hurry that I don't have any gifts with me. I'll give you three golden pills I've refined and these two Taoist books as a gift!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest Li Er vanished. At the same time, the pavilion vanished, leaving only a stone table and two round stone stools. On the table lay a white medicine bottle and two ancient books, inscribed in large, ancient characters: the Huangting Sutra and the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Art.

Chapter 518 The Supreme Book of Taoism

Zhu Moye's gaze fell on the stone table. The two Taoist books had ancient handwriting, exuding an ancient and Taoist aura. They were the "Huangting Jing" and "Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong", the supreme Taoist scriptures.

When he opened the Huang Ting Jing, a golden light flashed, and countless mosquito-sized characters jumped out and entered Zhu Moye's Tian Ting acupoint. The Huang Ting Jing in his hand disappeared. However, just when Zhu Moye was puzzled, many mysterious words emerged in his mind:

There is Huangting above and Guanyuan below.

There is Youque in front and Mingmen behind.

Hush and breathe outside the hut, in and out of the Dantian.

If you can practice it carefully, you can live forever. People in the Huangting wear red clothes.

The door is closed with the sound of a strong flute covering the two doors, and the chivalrous man in the secluded palace is tall and strong.

There is a subtle essence in the Dantian, and fat grows on the clear water of the Jade Pool.

The spiritual roots are strong and the will is unwavering, and there is a man in the middle of the pond wearing red clothes.

The three rain gods live there, and the Chinese and foreign gods sit side by side in the temple.

In the divine house, one must practice cultivation, and the Xuan Ying and trachea will receive the essence.

……

It was bitter and difficult to comprehend. Yet, Zhu Moye sensed a profound and profound Daoist energy within this passage. Whenever he silently recited a passage, the verses of the Huangting Sutra would glow with golden light, and a mysterious warmth would emanate from his forehead, like a spring breeze, filling his entire body with warmth. It was an indescribable, indescribable feeling. This warmth, initially the size of a hair, grew as Zhu Moye's recitation progressed, becoming a stream as thick as his little finger, spreading throughout his limbs, every meridian, every inch of his skin. It finally converged at his dantian, amplifying his magical power.

If Zhu Moye's body were an empty cup, then every time he quietly recited the Huangting Sutra, a warm current would converge into a drop of water, falling into the empty cup and increasing his magical power. As the saying goes, water drips through stone; in time, the water will surely fill the empty cup. At that point, Zhu Moye will be able to break through his current realm, reach a new realm, and enter a new world.

With each silent recitation, Zhu Moye's understanding of the Huangting Sutra grew more profound. The text, once abstruse and difficult to grasp, concealed profound truths, now became easily graspable. However, a complete understanding of the Huangting Sutra would likely be impossible in a short period of time. Even as the Eternal Supreme Human Emperor, Zhu Moye remained uncertain and did not dare to boast of mastery.

Every word in the Huangting Sutra is a gem, concealing profound truths. Legend has it that Daoist Patriarch Hongjun achieved enlightenment and sagehood through the Huangting Sutra. He subsequently used the Huangting Sutra to preach at the Zixiao Palace, expounding his understanding of the Dao. Legend has it that during the prehistoric era, three thousand powerful beings flocked to the Zixiao Palace to listen. Among them were the renowned Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, the ancestor of earthly immortals, Zhenyuanzi, the two saints of the West, the Kunpeng Patriarch, and the Styx Patriarch... The Dao they cultivated all originated from the Huangting Sutra. The Huangting Sutra holds profound mysteries, so profound that even those who have reached the level of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian only grasp a partial understanding, leaving deeper levels difficult to grasp and fully grasp.

Since the prehistoric era, powerful beings have been as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. However, only two individuals have been able to fully comprehend the text of the Huangting Sutra. One of them is Pangu, who created the world and transformed the Three Pure Ones into a single energy. The second is Hongjun Daozu, the first person to achieve sagehood during the prehistoric era and the representative of the "Great Dao" who preached in the Purple Cloud Palace.

The "Huangting Jing" contains hidden mysteries and represents the "Tao".

However, only Pangu and Hongjun Daozu could fully comprehend the text. As for the Six Heavenly Saints, they each had their own understanding of the Huangting Sutra, but not the depth of Hongjun Daozu and Pangu. Therefore, they only achieved the "Way of Heaven," acting as spokesmen for it, not the "Great Way." The former is the soldier, the latter the general, subject to control and management.

In other words, Hongjun Daozu is the spokesperson for the "Dao" and the supervisor of the Heavenly Way. The sage is the spokesperson for the "Heavenly Way" and is responsible for supervising all things in the world.

The general is in charge of the soldiers!

Soldiers control the people!

Although the Jade Emperor is the ruler of the Three Realms and his status is on par with that of a saint, when compared to the saints who oversee heaven and earth, the Jade Emperor's position is actually several levels lower and cannot be compared at all.

A saint will never be destroyed even after countless disasters!

Jade Emperor, how can you compare with the saints!

The Huangting Sutra is profound and difficult to understand. Zhu Moye silently recited it again, and a sticky "drop" of water appeared on his empty cup, his magical power increasing slightly. No wonder, during the immeasurable catastrophe of heaven and earth, after the three leaders of the Three Pure Ones signed the "Investiture of the Gods," they constantly instructed their disciples to stay in seclusion, avoid causal relations, and silently recite the Huangting Sutra. The Huangting Sutra's power was truly eye-opening.

It's no wonder that during the prehistoric era, there were so many powerful individuals, emerging one after another. During that time, any ordinary person who stepped out was at the level of a celestial immortal, and even quasi-saints were numerous. Indeed, the level of strength was determined by the technique used.

Zhu Moye looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose looked at his heart, while he silently recited the verses of the Huangting Sutra in his heart. He did not feel bored, but was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. At the same time, as he silently recited, his understanding of the Huangting Sutra became deeper and more thorough.

time!

Zhu Moye could barely feel the flow, as if he had entered a hellish abyss. He had no idea how much time had passed, perhaps a day, perhaps half a year, perhaps a year. No wonder people say, "A thousand years pass in the mountains, but a thousand years pass in the world." This is the truth.

Recite Huangting quietly and your magic power will increase.

And just like that, a month has passed.

The Di Ting beast loyally guarded Zhu Moye for more than a month, never leaving his side. Seeing that Zhu Moye was immersed in the world of the Huang Ting Sutra and had not yet woken up, it did not disturb his comprehension.

When the wind comes, listen carefully to the divine beasts shielding Zhu Moye!

When the rain falls, listen carefully to the divine beast to block it for Zhu Moye!

Summer and autumn passed, the leaves fell, everything was bleak, and the cold winter arrived. The temperature suddenly dropped. A large amount of snow fell from the sky, and the earth was suddenly covered with white snow. Thousands of miles were frozen, and there was rarely any human habitation.

The north wind howled and whistled, and the snow was flying everywhere.

Chapter 519 Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art

The snow was falling heavily, the cold wind was howling, the sky and the earth were connected, and it was a vast expanse of white. The naked eye lost the ability to judge, and the mind went blank. It was impossible to tell where the sky was and where the earth was.

The falling snowflakes are lighter than goose feathers.

A man and a beast, one standing, one crouching, yet their bodies were not stained by the snow foam. Only circles of golden ripples appeared on Zhu Moye's body, like an invisible defense circle, and the falling snow melted and evaporated in an instant.

Chi!

Facing the bitter cold of winter and the howling north wind, the divine beast Di Ting constantly guarded Zhu Moye, though somewhat bored. Yet, it never left his post, a true devotion to its duty. Its massive body crept across the snow, untouched by a single drop of snow. Its vibrant golden-red eyes occasionally scanned the snowy plains before resting on Zhu Moye. His eyes were closed, his ears deaf, his expression calm, almost natural. His back was erect, his feet rooted to the earth, as immovable as the Three Mountains and Five Peaks.

Zhu Moye closed his five senses, completely immersed in the inner world of the Huangting Sutra, silently reciting it over and over again. He saw that his "empty cup" had already accumulated two-thirds of "water," and was about to be filled. At the same time, his magic power skyrocketed, seemingly without limit. As a result, he was completely oblivious to what was happening in the outside world.

As early winter turned to late winter, the weather grew increasingly cold. However, for Di Ting, who had already achieved earthly immortality and was a divine beast, even the drastic drop in temperature was not noticeable.

Whoosh!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the winter wind was blowing harder and harder, echoing between heaven and earth. Then, thumb-sized snowflakes fell from the clouds, covering the sky and the earth with white snow. What a heavy snowfall!

A few months later, winter passed and spring came. A warm spring breeze blew, and the ice and snow began to melt. The earth completely revived, showing a vibrant scene.

It's been several months!

Zhu Moye, who had been motionless, finally woke up from the spiritual world of the "Huangting Sutra". His 36,000 pores dilated, and he broke through the early stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm, reaching the middle stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Although he had maintained the same posture for several seasons, Zhu Moye did not feel any soreness or numbness. Instead, he was in high spirits, with a rosy complexion, and seemed to have endless energy.

It seems that Zhu Mo can cause great changes in the world with just a wave of his hand.

"Master." The Di Ting beast's ears twitched, and its golden-red eyes opened. It stood up instantly, instinctively circling around Zhu Moye and speaking through the art of communicating with his magical powers, saying, "You've finally awakened."

"How many days have I been practicing?"

Zhu Moye regained consciousness and saw a dramatic shift in the surroundings. It had originally been summer, the hottest time of the year. But upon waking, he discovered a dramatic shift. The snow had just begun to melt, and the warmth of spring had arrived. Could it be that, immersed in his comprehension of the Huangting Sutra, time had flown by at a rapid pace? However, during his comprehension, Zhu Moye was completely unaware of the passage of time; it seemed like a fleeting moment.

"Master has been cultivating since last summer, through the autumn and winter. Now it is spring, the season of revival of the earth." The Di Ting Divine Beast replied, "It has been almost a year already."

“It’s been almost a year!”

Zhu Moye's face was filled with surprise, and he gasped. However, to have broken through from the early stage of Earthly Immortal to the middle stage, and then stabilized, in almost a year, was time well spent. However, the smile on Zhu Moye's face froze, melting along with the winter snow. It took almost a year? Time was running out before the Heavenly Army descended upon the earth to capture him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Moye frowned, his expression darkening. Time was running out for him, and the situation was becoming increasingly urgent. Currently, he was only in the middle stage of Earthly Immortal, two realms away from the Golden Immortal realm. To think he could break through two realms and achieve Golden Immortal status in such a short time was simply wishful thinking. However, Zhu Moye was not one to give up easily.

time!