Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1602: Heaven is dead, the ancestor of the earth immortals

After Ren arrived at Nanzhan Buzhou, he put away his sky boat and did not rush on his way. Instead, he stopped and stopped along the way to visit various countries.

The world of Earthly Immortals is vast and boundless, with countries as numerous as stars. It cannot simply fit into the worldview of the original Journey to the West.

This time he was able to gather information, deducing the secrets of heaven and making predictions about his journey to the west.

It is worth mentioning that there was no Tang Dynasty at this time, and the central hinterland of Nanzhan Buzhou was in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will bring good luck to the world!"

A rebel army walked on the official road carrying a swaying yellow flag.

Their military discipline was lax, not to mention the bows, armor, and swordsmen. Many of them were half-clothed, sallow and thin, and there were even some women, children, and old people in the team. They were obviously composed of a large number of refugees.

They all wear yellow scarves on their heads, and most of their weapons and equipment are simple farm tools and homemade weapons, such as sickles, rakes, axes, wooden sticks, etc.

They have poor equipment and poor military discipline, but their combat effectiveness is not weak.

Relying on their bravery and bravery, the rebel army burned down the government offices and robbed and gathered towns. For a time, the prefectures and counties lost their control, and many officials fled. Within ten days, the whole country responded, and the capital was shaken.

"Yellow Turban Army?"

Renn stood in the distance, looking at the army, with a surprised expression on his face.

Yellow Turban Army, a peasant uprising army led by Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao was originally a farmer and later became a Taoist priest. It is said that he met an immortal by chance and got a Taoist scripture called "Taiping Qingling Shu", also called "Taiping Jing", which recorded many mysteries and stories about heaven, earth and people. prophecy.

Zhang Jiao studied it carefully and felt more and more that it was a guide from God on how to save the world and benefit the people. So he decided to use the "Sutra" as a guide to establish a sect and spread the doctrine.

Soon after, he claimed to be the "great virtuous teacher", founded Taiping Dao, gathered people to rebel, and shouted the slogan "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand", setting off the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

This event marked the beginning of the Three Kingdoms era.

At first glance, it seems like nothing, just the historical evolution of the human world.

However, it’s scary to think about it carefully.

This is the mythical world of heaven!

The sky is dead...

Who is Heaven?

The high God of Xuan Qiong, the Jade Emperor.

To put it bluntly, if a mortal dares to shout such a slogan, he will be killed immediately. If he is a monk, he will have to face the wrath of the Jade Emperor.

"Who is so stupid? Did you take the courage of a leopard?"

Ren was a little stunned. Even he would not just shout that the sky is dead.

It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s that it’s not worth it.

There is definitely something wrong with Zhang Jiao in this world. He is not as simple as an ordinary Taoist priest and the leader of the rebel army. He might be the vest of a certain big boss.

Ren was a little curious, his eyes glowed with silver, and he looked at the carriage in the center of the Yellow Turban Army.

On the carriage, Zhang Jiao, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a nine-section staff, was silently reciting the Taoist canon. Suddenly, his body froze and his clear eyes turned cloudy.

The next moment, there was a golden light in his eyes, and the breath of life changed. In his golden eyes, the sun rose and the moon set, the sea changed, and the desolate scene flashed across the sky and the earth, mysterious and unpredictable.

Such a scene is at least that of Daluo Jinxian, or even stronger.

Ren and "Zhang Jiao" looked at each other, their bodies trembling, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Suddenly, the world became still.

The wind stopped and the clouds in the sky stopped changing their postures. The Yellow Turban Army was frozen in place like a sculpture, like a picture scroll.

Zhang Jiao stood up, bowed his hands and saluted into the distance, and said:

"The poor Taoist Zhang Jiao has met his Taoist friend."

"Taoist Xingluo, I have met fellow Taoist."

Ren bowed his hands and bowed in return.

Zhang Jiao looked at him with his golden eyes for a while, smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and invited warmly:

"I suddenly have something to do and I need to go back to the dojo. Fellow Taoist, would you like to take my place and lead the Yellow Turban Army to do justice for heaven?"

"..."

Ren's face twitched, and a golden avenue emerged under his feet, extending into the distance.

"I have something else to do, so I won't disturb fellow Taoist's pleasure."

After saying this, he stepped on the golden avenue and disappeared in an instant.

How could he jump into such an obvious pit?

"pity."

Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky with regret on his face. The golden light in his eyes disappeared, and the unfathomable mana aura also receded like a tide.

He sat down again in a daze, his face turned pale, and he coughed violently.

"General, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just the occasional cold."

.........

Ren fled a hundred thousand miles away in an instant and left the Eastern Han Dynasty before stopping.

"Zhang Jiao is definitely not his real name. Who is a big shot in the Taoist sect?"

Fun, really fun.

In the past, the Emperor of Heaven did not have much power or majesty, because the early Heavenly Court was an empty frame, and a great witch Xingtian dared to attack the Heavenly Court.

But it's different now.

After the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the gods returned to their thrones, and the framework of the Heavenly Court has been established. The soldiers and horses are strong, and the masters are like clouds. No one dares to disobey the orders of the three realms.

Even the Moral Heavenly Lord was divided into Taishang Laojun, who served as a minister in the heaven.

The majesty of heaven is evident.

In this era, it is really rare to openly challenge the Emperor of Heaven.

"I don't believe the Jade Emperor will endure it."

Ren looked up at the sky with a playful smile.

Sure enough, not long after, the sky suddenly shone brightly, Seven Kills, Broken Army, Greedy Wolf's three stars shined, and wisps of white light invisible to the naked eye fell.

When the sun appears during the day, it is still the sign of "killing the wolf", which is a sure sign of great misfortune.

"Tsk, tsk, it turned out to be Sha Po Lang. I thought it was Wen Qu Wu Qu. He seems really angry."

Ren looked like he was not too concerned about the excitement. He sat on the ground and ate melon, staring into the distance with his silver eyes.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious, and Lord Xing obeyed.

Although several Star Lords did not directly reincarnate as true souls, they all separated out a ray of spiritual thought and transformed into three generals: Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and Lu Zhi.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty immediately ordered several generals to lead troops to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Army.

Not long after, Zhang Jue suddenly "died of illness". The Yellow Turban Army was leaderless and disorganized. They were defeated by the imperial army led by Huangfu Song and others, and they were massacred with blood flowing in rivers.

Ren shook his head and said with hatred:

"Boss, why are you so cowardly? Why don't you dare to fight the Emperor of Heaven head-on?"

Okay, this is sarcastic.

The boss is actually not scared.

Although Zhang Jiao died and his body was cut into a coffin by the imperial court, the Yellow Turban Army was still there, a bit like a wildfire that could not be burned out but would be revived by the spring breeze.

The big boss just changed the way to play the game with the Emperor of Heaven, using the Eastern Han Dynasty as the chessboard and all living beings as the chess pieces, to have a "literary fight" in the air.

In the next few days, many star kings and gods reincarnated to answer their orders, or sent down a ray of incarnation. The land of the Eastern Han Dynasty gradually became lively, and the princes rose up together, fighting for hegemony, and the stars were like clouds.

Most of the gods supported the Jade Emperor.

But there are also some people who are secretive and support the Yellow Turban Army.

"It's so lively, I'm here to join in the fun!"

Ren grinned and pointed, and a ray of green light flew towards Beiyue and Changshan Cave.

Of course, this kind of game will definitely not produce results in a short time.

While paying attention to the evolution of the game of Three Kingdoms, he visited the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of Nanzhan Buzhou, and continued westward.

After walking like this for about a month, he came to the dojo of a big boss where the mountains on the border of Nanzhan Buzhou converged.

The mountains are steep and majestic, dividing the dusk and dawn. Their roots are connected to the Kunlun veins, and their tops touch the sky in Hanzhong.

This is the blessed land of innateness, Hezhou Cave Sky, where a majestic Qiong Tower and Jade Yuyu stands among the mountains.

Colorful clouds are lingering, green trees are shading, cranes are in groups, white apes are dancing happily, the cave is filled with fairy spirit, and the Tao is made in heaven.

I saw that the mountain road was paved with layers of stone platforms, connected to each other, and the steps were continuous, leading directly to the gate of the Taoist temple.

From far to near, the scale of each stone platform is more magnificent than the last one, up to tens of thousands of stone platforms.

The blue and white stone platform is surrounded by rushing water. The water falls down and makes a crisp sound, which further enhances the infinite mysterious atmosphere of the cave.

On both sides of the gate, there is a couplet that reads:

A house of immortal immortals, a Taoist house with the same longevity as heaven.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple!

Passing through the gate of the Taoist temple, what comes into view is the Qionglou Yuyu Yaotai as far as the eye can see, as if you are in a fairyland.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi, who was reciting Huang Ting on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes, felt something in his heart, counted with his fingers, and then stood up immediately.

He burned incense and bathed, and after changing his clothes, he called two little Taoist boys with red lips and white teeth, and said:

"When the red light reaches the sky and the purple air comes from the east, there must be distinguished guests coming. I will personally greet them. You guys, go to the orchard and get two ginseng fruits to entertain the guests."

The two Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue were greatly surprised when they heard this. They nodded in agreement and quickly retreated.

The two of them left the hall and started talking.

"Strange thing, what kind of guest deserves to be welcomed by the master personally?"

"The Three Pure Saints or the Four Emperors are coming to visit?"

They are the two youngest disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, but they are also 1200 to 300 years old.

In the thousand years since they joined the master, they have never seen the master personally pick up guests outside the door. ………

As soon as Ren climbed onto Wanshou Mountain, someone came out of the Taoist temple to greet him.

The Taoist wears a purple gold crown, a crane cloak, and a silver belt around his waist. He has a slender figure, a dignified appearance, a long beard, an ethereal aura, and a fairy-like spirit. He is a true immortal.

The ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi.

Ren's eyes brightened slightly, and he secretly said that he is very charming.

This is the true demeanor of a great immortal, who is in harmony with the Tao, and carries the Tao Yun in every move. In comparison, the group of loose immortals in the Xingluo Islands are just country bumpkins and cannot stand on the stage.

Zhen Yuanzi had a graceful demeanor, bowed in salute, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist Yao Hua came to visit. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar."

"Brother Dao, you're welcome. I'm here uninvited, but I'm disturbing your dignity."

Renn immediately returned the greeting and said politely.

"Wherever, please come with me."

Zhen Yuanzi invited Xingluo Daojun to come in and talk, and he was also thinking about the other party's intention.

This Taoist Master Yao Hua has always kept a low profile and has been hiding from the world for a long time. He will not even attend the Peach Festival. It is unlikely that he will come to him for no reason.

The two of them walked into the Taoist temple side by side. There was a unique cave inside. The spiritual energy was so rich that it almost turned into mist. All kinds of immortal flowers and plants competed with each other. The environment was better than the Xingluo Islands.

There are five main halls to the south, with carved lattices above and below. Zhen Yuanzi pushed open the lattice and invited Ren to enter.

I saw the two words "Heaven and Earth" decorated with colorful decorations hanging on the altar in front of the room. Next to it was a vermilion carved lacquer table. On the table were placed gold bottles and jade bottles, fine wines, and holy fruits and peaches.

The two of them took their seats, exchanged glasses and exchanged pleasantries.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi touched his long beard and said tentatively:

"Yao Daojun, you have been away from the world for two calamities. This time you left the overseas fairy island and traveled to the southern continent to see Buzhou. It is really surprising."

"To be honest, Brother Dao, I came here this time to ask about the situation of the forces in the three realms so that I can find a way out."

Ren replied.

In the past few months when he traveled to Nanzhan Continent, the main mission of the system was also released.

Main mission 1: Power over the three realms.

Requirements: Join the Heavenly Court or Buddhism and become one of the Four Great Emperors or the Third Buddha.

Main mission 2: Overwhelm the whole world.

Requirement: Become recognized as the strongest person in the three realms among saints, and quell the great calamity.

Side mission 1: Seize food from the tiger's mouth.

Requirements: Actively participate in classic mythological stories, influence the process, and obtain luck and merit as much as possible.

Side mission 2: Pay respect to the ancestor.

Requirement: Develop and spread a new cultivation system.

.........

Familiar taste, familiar recipe.

Several system tasks were basically expected by Renn, because the journey to the west has not yet begun, so the top priority is naturally to join the Heavenly Court or Buddhism and seek a high position.

This requires information, and preferably someone to recommend and give guidance.

So he came to visit Zhen Yuanzi and listen to his opinions.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised, and said:

"Is it possible that my Taoist friend finally couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to do something big and achieve something great?"

"I'm sorry. I just want to find a future. I have been practicing cultivation for two kalpas. My cultivation has reached a bottleneck and it is difficult to make progress. There is no hope for the road. I have ordinary thoughts in my heart and want to gain some glory and wealth."

Ren replied humbly.

Zhen Yuanzi laughed, picked up the jade bottle and wine pot, poured him a cup of fairy wine, and said:

"Fellow Taoist is so humble. When we meet again, my fellow Taoist's demeanor is far better than that of ten thousand years ago. Even the old Taoists can't see through it. He must have made great progress in cultivation and can now travel across the three realms."

This was not polite, he was indeed a little frightened.

The last time he visited Tianshu Island overseas, this Xingluo Daojun was still at the peak of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation. Although he was very strong, he was still incomparable to him.

But this time, it's different.

Xingluo Daojun is full of energy, contains immortal light, and has a unified spiritual energy. He also carries a vague and extremely domineering pressure, as if he can shake the world with just one move.

But he was not sure whether the other party had a breakthrough.

Looking at the aura of power, Da Luo is still at his peak...

Half-step to quasi-sage?

Did you use some kind of outsider to break through?

Zhen Yuanzi is not sure, but he can feel a vague threat. This is rare. It is almost impossible for a non-quasi-sage to make him feel this way.

"It's just a slight breakthrough, not as good as Brother Tao."

Ren said a little perfunctorily.

Zhen Yuanzi was curious and just wanted to ask,

At this time, two little boys, Qingfeng Mingyue, came in, carrying alchemy trays covered with white silk handkerchiefs and placing them on the desk.

Sitting on the red plate are two dolls, about two or three years old, with all limbs and facial features, white and plump, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Ginseng fruit, also known as "Cao Huan Dan".

As the spiritual root of the creation of the world, the ginseng fruit tree blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, takes another three thousand years to mature, and only bears thirty fruits in ten thousand years.

Ren was a little curious, picked up a ginseng fruit, and immediately felt a refreshing fragrance entering his nose.

The rich vitality of vegetation and a very special energy of creation seeped into his body. If he were a mortal, his life would be extended by three hundred years.

Not bragging.

If you smell it, you can live 360 ​​years; if you eat one, you can live 47,000 years.

"This is the ginseng fruit grown by Pindao, please."

Zhen Yuanzi said a little complacently and picked up another fruit.

This ginseng fruit is his prized treasure, a top-quality innate spiritual root with immeasurable value. Many great masters in the ancient world cannot come up with this kind of treasure, otherwise the Queen Mother's peach festival would not be so popular among immortals.

Ren was not polite and put the ginseng fruit to his mouth and took a bite.

He is not Tang Monk. The ginseng fruit looks like a baby, but it is indeed a spiritual fruit. If you don't eat it, you won't eat it.

Prostitution for free, his favorite.

Seeing Xingluo Daojun eating ginseng fruit casually, Qingfeng Mingyue was a little greedy, and thought to himself, a cow chews a peony.

They had only eaten this ginseng fruit once, and they shared it equally with dozens of senior brothers. Each of them had a mouthful of ginseng pulp, and no more.

After Ren finished eating the ginseng fruit, he felt a strong vitality and creation energy raging in his body, seeping into every inch of flesh and blood, trying to increase his lifespan.

But this effect is useless to him.

The Taiyi Golden Immortal can live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon have the same age.

Daluo Jinxian, time does not add up to his body, there is no disaster or calamity. As long as he chants Huang Ting quietly and does not go out, the calamity will not be affected by the gods. If he takes the initiative to die, it will be calculated separately.

So, Ren closed his eyes and chose to refine the vitality and creation energy contained in the ginseng fruit, swallowing it from the various orifices to strengthen his body and blood.

"Buzz..."

The space trembled slightly.

Ren's body glowed with red light and disappeared in a flash.

Zhen Yuanzi ate the ginseng fruit leisurely, but he had eaten it many times and his cultivation level was high, so it had no effect, so he paid more attention to Xingluo Daojun.

Naturally, he saw the flash of red light, and his eyes were a little surprised.

That is the power of Qi and blood, majestic and turbulent. It is firmly bound within the Tao body, but it is still extremely amazing. It is slightly exposed, and time and space seem to be unable to bear it. Once it breaks out, it may be able to break through the nine heavens in an instant, far exceeding the scope of Daluo Jinxian. .

Such a powerful body was simply unimaginable, and it reminded him subconsciously of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Qingfeng Mingyue was frightened, and when the red light flashed, they almost knelt down.

After they came back to their senses, they were at a loss and had no idea what had happened. Only the feeling of palpitations and suffocation remained.

"Congratulations to my fellow Taoist for becoming a saint in body, to be compared with the twelve ancestral witches, and to be respected in the three realms."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, his attitude became more enthusiastic.

Only then did he understand that the opponent's method was actually physical cultivation, or in other words, the physical body had broken through first.

This is very difficult. It is easy to achieve small physical cultivation, but difficult to achieve great achievements. The difficulty of physical body sanctification is no less than the normal breakthrough of killing three corpses, and the combat power is not weak.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no soul and no magic power, but who dares to underestimate them?

They are genuine quasi-sage warriors.

Ren slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and said:

"Brother Tao's ginseng fruit is indeed extraordinary."

My physique and energy and blood have been refined and improved slightly. Although it is a small improvement, it is still very good.

At his level, it is normal to not make any progress for thousands of years.

"The first time it works best, but it doesn't work well after that." Zhen Yuanzi explained.

Ginseng fruit is still useful to him, but it's of little significance, better than nothing.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were horrified when they heard what the two big guys said.

Quasi-sage? Ancestor witch?

It turns out that this unknown Xingluo Daojun is so powerful.

Quasi-sage, looking at the three realms, they are all first-class big shots. The Jade Emperor, Buddha, Kunpeng, and their masters are only in this realm.

"I want to join a force, can fellow Taoist help me?" Ren asked.

"I don't dare. Brother Yu can only make some suggestions here. Brother Xian must think carefully about the specifics."

Zhen Yuanzi's attitude became obviously more serious.

The quasi-sage is different from Daluo Jinxian. He cannot point fingers at will. If it is not done well at the time, it will offend others.

"Brother Taoist, please tell me. I will refer to it for reference."

"Forget it, let me just say it briefly..."

(End of this chapter)