nyslfriends Chapter 4 Yaochi Sacred Realm
Chapter 4 Yaochi Sacred Realm
Mysterious and mystical, the door to all wonders.
The so-called cultivation of immortality, the earth immortals and heaven immortals are nothing more than shedding their mortal bodies.
Zhen Xianfang can be considered to have truly stepped into the gate of immortality.
Once one crosses the threshold of True Immortal and enters the realm of Profound Immortal, one will be able to achieve enlightenment.
The world they see and feel is then a completely different scene.
The Xuanxian realm has already begun to touch the threshold of the most fundamental laws of the Great Dao in this primordial world.
When cultivators reach this stage, they no longer simply absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to build up their magical power, but begin to understand the laws governing the operation of heaven and earth and integrate them into their own Dao fruit.
If Xuan Yao can thoroughly comprehend his own laws in the Xuanxian realm in the future, he can condense a trace of immortal golden nature that can withstand countless calamities deep within his soul.
That would be truly stepping into the realm of a Golden Immortal, a being whose "golden nature is immortal and whose lifespan is equal to that of heaven and earth."
In this primitive era, before the Dao Ancestor Hongjun began expounding the Great Dao at Zixiao Palace, and before the most advanced cultivation methods became widespread.
Aside from the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Dijun, who are top-tier innate deities possessing great fortune and merit,
If an ordinary being can cultivate to the Golden Immortal realm, they can already be considered a minor power in this vast and primordial world.
At least, ordinary demon kings and ferocious beasts can no longer easily subdue it.
However, Xuan Yao, after his breakthrough in cultivation, did not feel the slightest bit arrogant.
He did not rush to break through his cultivation and show off his newly advanced status as a Xuanxian to the outside world. Instead, he suppressed the excitement of breaking through and closed the stone palace door again, remaining in seclusion for hundreds of years.
Over the course of these hundreds of years, Xuan Yao practiced the "Golden Palace Mysterious Demon True Explanation" day and night, gradually refining and perfecting the Xuanxian magical power that had just surged within his body.
At the same time, continuously nurture the natal Xuan Sha deep within the dantian, which resembles a black-gold thread, until it is completely stabilized, as easy to control as an arm, with no more leakage of agitation.
Once his foundation was completely solid, Xuan Yao slowly opened his eyes, got up, and walked out of the quiet stone hall where he had been in seclusion for many days.
He prepared to familiarize himself with the training ground where he would be staying for who knows how many lifetimes.
After all, Xikunlun is one of the top blessed lands in the primordial world. Now that he has officially joined the Yaochi sect, he can't be completely clueless about his own territory and not even know which way is east, west, south, or north.
As Xuan Yao pushed open the palace door and stepped outside, he truly witnessed the celestial aura of the Yaochi lineage for the first time.
Looking out, one sees thousands of strange peaks rising abruptly from the ground, with ethereal mist swirling among them and auspicious vapors rising from the mountains.
Flocks of cranes and phoenixes weave and sing among the sea of clouds.
A crystal-clear jade bridge spans the deep ravine.
A cold spring of unknown origin cascades down the cliff face, its surface shrouded in mist and shimmering with iridescent colors.
Occasionally, female immortals would come and go, dressed in cloud-like robes and feathered garments, some holding spiritual fruits, others carrying whisks, their demeanor composed and elegant, almost all exuding a cool and noble air that seemed untouched by worldly affairs.
Faced with such a fairyland, Xuan Yao did not deliberately transform into a human form with an innate Dao body.
Compared to the seemingly naturally formed human form, he felt more at ease and at ease with the true form of the black tiger that had accompanied him for hundreds of thousands of years.
However, his black tiger stood out conspicuously among the group of ethereal female immortals and auspicious beasts.
Especially since he had just broken through to the Xuanxian realm, his blood and energy were as vigorous as if they were being roasted in a furnace, exuding a natural majesty.
In addition, with a size several times larger than that of an ordinary demon tiger, when he walked steadily beside the white jade steps, he looked exactly like a peerless ferocious beast that had mistakenly entered a celestial palace.
At first, many of the maids carrying swords and stoves along the way, as well as the gentle spirit birds and beasts, changed their expressions and instinctively avoided him after sensing the restrained yet still terrifying pressure emanating from him from afar.
Clearly, these creatures, who have always been bathed in peaceful and serene air, still harbor a certain degree of apprehension towards this kind of alien species that is born with a penchant for killing.
Xuan Yao didn't take it seriously; on the contrary, he thought it was perfectly normal.
He was originally a black tiger, the master of killing. If everyone looked at him like a docile white rabbit, that would be truly absurd, and it would mean that all his hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation had been wasted on dogs.
However, Xikunlun is, after all, a strict and orthodox immortal sect, not the dog-eat-dog world of the outside world.
After a few days of wandering around, some amusing things gradually happened that made him both laugh and cry.
Near Xuan Yao's stone palace lived a group of spirit deer that had recently been enlightened by the Queen Mother of the West.
When the deer first saw Xuan Yao, they were all trembling with fear, as if facing a formidable enemy.
But as time went on, they discovered that apart from his cold gaze, the new Black Tiger senior brother had never actually done anything to indiscriminately kill the innocent or bully the weak, and he had never even trampled on an ordinary spiritual herb in the mountains.
Gradually, the group of spirit deer grew bolder.
One day, a bold fawn, fearless as a newborn calf, sneaked up to Xuan Yao while he was dozing under the ancient pine tree.
It twitched its nose curiously, trying to smell Xuan Yao's thick, black tiger tail, which was as thick as a steel whip.
Xuan Yao, with his keen senses, immediately frowned, turned his massive tiger head sharply, and a cold glint of the power of a Xuanxian demon flashed in his dark golden vertical pupils as he stared intently at the little deer.
The fawn couldn't withstand such pressure and immediately let out a mournful cry. Its legs went weak, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud, trembling like a leaf.
This scene caused several bluebirds perched on the branches of an ancient tree not far away to laugh so hard they bent over, their blue feathers fluttering and emitting clear, bell-like laughter.
Xuan Yao feigned indifference and gave a cold snort, slowly withdrawing his gaze, but inwardly he found it somewhat amusing.
In his past life, when he was a corporate slave in the future, working overtime every day for a few taels of silver, he never imagined that one day he would be regarded as a rare and strange object by a group of deer and birds in such a top-level celestial palace and blessed land as the Primordial World.
This long-lost tranquility, on the contrary, made his Daoist heart even more harmonious.
On this day, Xuan Yao strolled to the edge of the Spirit Beast Garden behind Xikunlun Mountain.
They happened to encounter a female immortal who was in charge of taking care of the mythical birds and beasts here.
This female immortal was named Yun Qi. She wore a light blue flowing cloud robe and her cultivation level was not high, barely reaching the late stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.
But she was lively by nature and extremely kind to everyone.
Unlike his fellow disciples in Xikunlun, he didn't have the aloof and unapproachable demeanor that kept people at arm's length.
Seeing Xuan Yao, the majestic black tiger, wandering alone in the mountains, Yun Qi wasn't afraid. Instead, she smiled and stepped forward, bowing slightly and asking:
"Is this Senior Brother Xuanyao? I am Yunqi. I heard that you recently received a Dharma transmission from the Empress and went into seclusion. Are you just emerging from seclusion today to familiarize yourself with the Daoist temple?"
Xuan Yao nodded slightly, speaking in a human voice, his tone calm and polite: "Greetings, Junior Sister Yun Qi. Indeed, I am new to the inner mountain and not yet familiar with many of the rules and boundaries. I apologize for making you laugh."
Seeing that this Black Tiger Senior Brother was fierce in appearance but spoke so knowledgeably and reasonably, Yun Qi felt a good impression of him and began to chat with him warmly.
Having experienced the workplace in his previous life, Xuan Yao easily gleaned a lot of information from this simple-minded female immortal with a little guidance.
"Senior brother, you may not know this, but although our goddess prefers tranquility, she has recently been traveling frequently, forming connections and discussing the Dao with female immortals from all over the primordial world."
Yun Qi fed a spirit crane a spirit pill while speaking in a low voice.
"Oh? I wonder which great being is it that would trouble Master to go there personally?" Xuan Yao feigned curiosity.
"I've heard that the most esteemed among them is Xihe, the innate deity born from the Taiyin star, which was transformed from Pangu's right eye. The Empress has a very good relationship with her, and a few days ago she even specially sent someone to deliver a few of our Xikunlun Renshui peaches."
Upon hearing the name "Xihe," Xuan Yao's heart skipped a beat.
That is the future Heavenly Empress of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, the Daoist consort of the Demon Emperor Di Jun, and the Mother of the Ten Suns!
The Queen Mother of the West is now forging goodwill with figures who are at the center of the vortex of the future great calamity. This shows that powerful beings often make their moves several eons in advance. Even the future Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, Xi Kunlun has already prepared a way out and karmic consequences in advance.
"Besides that, is there anything else new?" Xuan Yao continued to ask calmly.
Yun Qi thought for a moment, then frowned slightly:
"There's nothing much inside the sect. However, according to the senior sisters who patrol the mountain, there have been many rogue cultivators and minor demons frequently active within tens of thousands of miles of the outer perimeter of West Kunlun recently."
It seems that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the north is about to stir, with faint glimmers of precious light shooting into the sky, attracting many people to try their luck.
"Something's happening in the north?"
Xuan Yao nodded casually on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
He knew, of course, that in a place as perilous as the prehistoric world, any unusual changes in the heavens and earth most likely meant the birth of a primordial spiritual treasure or the opening of the cave dwelling of an ancient powerful being.
Opportunity and danger have always coexisted.
Although he has now latched onto the Queen Mother of the West's coattails and obtained a copy of "The True Explanation of the Golden Palace Mysterious Demons".
However, if one were to remain holed up in Xikunlun like a coward, cultivating in seclusion, one could certainly live a peaceful life.
However, if one truly wants to cultivate to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, accumulate enough merit and fortune, and even seek a high position in the Heavenly Court in the future, it is absolutely impossible to succeed by simply working in isolation.
"It seems it's time to go out and gain some experience." Xuan Yao gazed at the rolling sea of clouds in the north and made a decision in his heart.