N-A-A Chapter 35 The Baptism of the Beginningless Opens the Dao Palace
Chapter 35 The Baptism of the Beginningless Opens the Dao Palace
The next morning.
Xuan Yue Cave.
The mountains here are rugged and steep, and the air is filled with spiritual energy.
Unlike the desolate landscape commonly found in the northern regions, it exudes an ancient and desolate charm.
Li Xian landed on the stone steps in front of the main peak of Xuan Yue Cave and put away the Li Huo Divine Furnace.
You can't smash this.
Beneath the Xuan Yue Cave lies the former hermitage of the Great Emperor Wu Shi.
Extensive destruction could damage the earth's vein patterns or trigger a series of restrictions, resulting in more harm than good.
"Who is it?"
The disciple guarding the mountain shouted fiercely.
Li Xian ignored him and climbed the steps.
The current master of Xuan Yue Cave led dozens of elders and more than two hundred disciples out of the main hall and surrounded Li Xian.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Xuan Yue Cave!"
The cave master drew his long sword, his expression grim.
Li Xian raised her eyes.
Divine thoughts spread out like a tide.
The screen flickers—
Looting, killing, sexual exploitation, and forcing women into prostitution.
The Xuan Yue Cave is even more corrupt than the Li Huo Sect.
"He should be executed."
Li Xian spoke calmly.
It was as if they were reading out a bill.
"Arrogant!"
The Lord of Xuan Yue Cave was furious and swung his sword to strike.
Li Xian held the moon seal in his left hand and the sun seal in his right.
The sun and moon merged, and primordial chaos overflowed.
The Chaos Sun and Moon Seal slipped from his grasp.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only the sickening sound of crushing.
The Xuan Yue Cave Master, along with more than a dozen elders behind him, were completely wiped out by the chaotic energy, leaving not even a trace.
The remaining disciples were terrified and turned to flee.
Golden lotus phantoms bloomed beneath Li Xian's feet, and his figure transformed into a stream of light, weaving through the crowd. With each pause, a head fell to the ground.
After a cup of tea.
Blood stained the stone steps.
Two hundred and twelve corpses lay on the ground.
Thirty-one people remained, kneeling in pools of blood, trembling with fear.
Li Xian has checked it.
These thirty-one people had only recently joined the sect.
He has never taken the life of an innocent person.
"Clean up the body, then report to Qingxia Sect." Li Xian looked down at them. "From now on, you'll be mining."
The thirty-one people felt as if they had been granted a pardon and kowtowed repeatedly.
Li Xian stepped over the corpse.
Enter the treasure vault of Xuan Yue Cave.
1,400 jin of raw materials.
Including the spoils from Qingxia Sect, Luoxia Sect, Qixing Pavilion, and Lihuo Sect, he now possesses 6,600 jin of Pure Source.
The leaders of all five factions were wiped out, rendering them virtually defunct.
Li Xian sent a message to Ning Qingyi, instructing her to arrange for people to take over the source mines of the five sects, support several disciples with clean backgrounds as puppet sect leaders, and have them hand over source stones monthly.
This remote area.
It temporarily became his private property.
After finishing his chores, Li Xian left the main peak.
Heading towards the desolate mountains deep within Xuan Yue Cave.
Deep in the mountains.
Barren and steep cliffs.
Following the route he remembered, Li Xian descended to the bottom of the valley.
Here lies an ancient cave, where time flows like water, and the void seems to echo with sound, as if a great path is flowing forth.
"Is the Way boundless and unknowable? Is the heart free and unrestrained? Are things ever-changing and without exception...?"
Li Xian stood here.
Looking up at the three lines of ancient characters on the cliff face that were almost worn away, he took out two ancient jade pieces.
One piece was obtained from Chen Da Hu Zi, and the other was a piece of jade wrapped in stone skin that was just found in an abandoned corner of Xuan Yue Cave.
As soon as the two pieces of jade came close together, their surfaces began to glow.
The stone skin peeled off in a rustling sound, fitting together perfectly to form a piece of jade about half the size of a palm.
Imperial Jade.
A keepsake left behind by the Great Emperor Wushi.
Li Xian held the broken jade in his hand.
The broken jade was warm, and an extremely subtle yet boundless Daoist aura flowed into the sea of bitterness through my palm.
The cave scenery has changed.
A majestic figure stands tall above the starry sky, his back to all living beings.
He made no move, said no word, but simply standing there, he seemed to suppress the ages and sever the river of time.
"At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? A single glance at the beginningless Dao reveals its emptiness."
The grand celestial sound reverberated within Li Xian's sea of consciousness.
Li Xian closed her eyes.
Sit cross-legged.
He didn't try to memorize any techniques because he knew that without a congenital sacred body and Dao embryo, he simply couldn't practice the "Beginningless Scripture".
What he wanted was the baptism of this great emperor's Daoist aura.
The Nine Transformations of the Other Shore were forcefully pushed up by 110,000 catties of divine source fragments.
Although it has been refined through the millstone of chaos and tempered by successive bloody battles, it was ultimately too fast, and the underlying restlessness was hard to detect.
The Great Emperor's Daoist aura was like a heavy hammer.
Constantly striking his sacred bridge, tempering his other shore.
The silvery-white moon in the sea of suffering grew brighter and brighter, and the nascent blue sea phenomena continued to surge, gradually erasing away those tiny impurities.
Two hours later.
The illusion of the starry sky shattered.
The imposing figure vanished.
Li Xian opened his eyes and exhaled a long, stale breath.
The foul air condensed into a white line in the air and pierced through the rock wall three zhang away.
The foundation is thoroughly solidified, and everything is perfect and without flaws.
"It's time to break through."
Li Xian took out 600 jin of pure source.
Set up a source-gathering array at the bottom of the pool.
With hands forming a mudra, he circulated the Dao Palace chapter of the "Li Huo Jing" to guide the source energy into his body.
He has cultivated the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm to its limit, and the four realms of Bitter Sea, Life Spring, Divine Bridge and Other Shore are now connected.
The next step is the Dao Palace.
The human body has five internal organs: heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, which correspond to the five elements.
The secret realm of the Dao Palace is about nurturing deities within the five internal organs.
Li Xian's choice was to conceal the divine within his heart.
The heart belongs to the fire element and governs the blood vessels.
Under the activation of the formation, 600 jin of pure source energy transformed into a surging torrent of source energy, rushing into Li Xian's body.
For an ordinary cultivator, this much source energy would be enough to burst their meridians.
However, Li Xian's physical body, having undergone the dual baptism of the Emperor's Fire embers and the Primordial Daoist Rhyme, was incomparably resilient.
The torrent of primordial energy crossed the other shore and rushed straight into the chest cavity.
At the heart location.
The outline of a phantom palace slowly emerged.
The palace was ancient and simple, with its gates tightly closed.
Li Xian mobilized all his divine power, transforming it into a giant hammer, and slammed it fiercely into the palace gate.
"boom!"
The door trembled and a crack appeared.
not enough.
Li Xian's eyes turned cold.
It directly ignites the Divine Furnace of Li Fire in the Sea of Bitterness.
A wisp of imperial fire aura overflowed from the divine furnace, flowing into the heart through the divine bridge.
With the aid of the Emperor's Fire, Li Xian struck again.
"Bang!"
The palace gates burst open with a roar.
A surge of vitality and fiery passion erupted from the depths of the heart and flowed throughout the body.
Li Xian's physical body became crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sound of his blood flowing was like the surging Yangtze River.
The divine treasure of the heart is complete!
The first level of the Dao Palace.
Li Xian stood up and clenched her fist.
Its power is several times greater than that of the Nine Transformations of the Other Shore after they were perfected.
Introspect the inner sanctum of the mind.
Deep within the palace, the vague phantom of a deity is being conceived.
Although it is not yet fully formed, it can already draw upon the fire-attribute spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"The transformation and evolution of a mortal body... requires many special resources: peaches of immortality, dragon loach, and elixirs of immortality. Only by consuming and possessing more of these can one continuously open 'doors' within the body... constantly leaping through physical limitations to achieve a foundation comparable to that of a special physique."
"Furthermore, the creation of deities also requires a source."
"But—the key is the scriptures. The Dao Palace chapter of the Li Huo Jing is too weak. The only praiseworthy part is the Heart Divine Treasury, which is barely comparable to the scriptures of great powers, but far inferior to the inheritance of the Holy Land."
"The most powerful scripture recognized by all in the Dao Palace Realm is the Western Emperor Scripture."
Li Xian put away the broken jade, his eyes flickering: "The mixed-blood holy body version of my wife's scripture..."
He raised his head and looked north.
There, you'll find the ancient Taichu Mine and the former residence of Yaochi.