Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Deep within the Myriad Origin Sea, seven primordial ancestral trees stand tall, their seven colors of light—red, blue, yellow, white, purple, and gray—intertwining to form a sea.

Li Mu sat cross-legged among the seven trees, his body enveloped in a hazy, ethereal light that resonated with the trees. Seven tree spirits surrounded him: a golden crow flapping its wings, a green dragon coiling, a black tortoise raising its head, a qilin treading on clouds, a white tiger crouching, a thunder god wielding a hammer, and a wind god flicking his sleeve. The seven spirits resounded together, their Daoist voices echoing through the source sea.

The myriad primordial seas surged and boiled, the chaotic energy flowed backward, and fragments of the Dao principles rose and fell.

Li Mu closed his eyes slightly, and his chaotic will sank into the depths of his body. Within his meridians, the chaotic Dao essence surged like a mighty river, flowing through his entire body; his acupoints shone like stars, each one lighting up, reflecting the scenes of the birth and death of all worlds, the rotation of the five elements, and the harmony of Yin and Yang; his Dao foundation was as solid as a rock, rooted in the deepest part of the chaotic origin.

Surrounded by seven spirits, various colored lights continuously flowed into Li Mu's body, merging with the chaotic Dao essence, and energy flowed continuously within his Dao body.

a moment.

Li Mu opened his eyes and woke up.

His eyes held a chaotic vortex of stars, deep and unfathomable, within which the myriad realms were born and destroyed, the five elements revolved, yin and yang interacted, and wind, thunder, water, and fire—all the laws of nature evolved ceaselessly. Wherever his gaze fell, the void solidified, and time seemed to stand still.

The seven spirits resonated together, conveying a sense of joy.

Li Mu smiled slightly, his gray Dao light surrounding him receding inward, returning to its original simplicity, with not a trace of pressure leaking out. His aura was deep and serene, reaching the late stage of the Dao Transformation realm, completely stable.

"Congratulations, Master!" the seven spirits congratulated in unison.

Li Mu stood up with a smile on his face.

The seven primordial ancestral trees swayed gently, their seven-colored radiance soaring into the sky and piercing the vast void. The entire land trembled, and the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, with its fifty thousand ancestral trees, shook in unison. The light of the Dao intertwined among the branches and leaves, forming a sea, as if paying homage.

Xue'er arrived under the moonlight and landed in front of Li Mu. The Taiyin True Eye between her brows rotated, and the waxing and waning of the moon merged into one. The cold moonlight fell, making the entire Origin Sea look like it was covered with silver frost.

"Brother Li."

Li Mu opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a deep, chaotic vortex of stars, and smiled slightly: "Perfected?"

Xue'er nodded, a smile playing on her lips.

Xiao Yuan leaped out of the Yuanhai Sea, transforming into a young man with delicate features. His body was surrounded by a mixture of milky white and gray. He stood beside Xue'er and bowed to Li Mu, saying, "Father."

Li Mu nodded, his gaze falling on Xiao Yuan, and nodded in satisfaction.

Starry Sky Platform.

Gu Xi Daozu stood before the Source Measurement Array, his clear eyes reflecting a screen of light.

Above the light screen, 60,000 ancestral trees stood tall in the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, there were more than 500 Dao Ancestors at the peak of the Integration Realm, 20,000 Dao Ancestors at the late Integration Realm, and 50,000 Dao Ancestors at the middle Integration Realm.

The Dao Ancestor Haotian smiled with satisfaction: "Sixty thousand ancestral trees, five million Dao soldiers, and the circulation speed of the Origin Vein Spirit Network is fifty percent faster than it was a thousand years ago."

Dao Ancestor Gu Xi stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction: "Dao Lord's cultivation is stable, and the foundation of the Vast Land is gradually becoming thicker. Compared with the past, it is truly unimaginable!"

"Indeed!" Dao Ancestor Haotian sighed, "Back then, under the control of the old master, the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors frequently suffered cyclical calamities. We were living in constant fear, never imagining what we would be like today!"

“That’s absolutely right!” Gu Xi Dao Zu said with a hearty laugh.

……

Deep within the void fault.

For a thousand years, the Netherworld Ancestor and his elite forces lay in wait, hidden within the turbulent rifts. He held the Netherworld Crystal Compass, its surface shimmering with light, reflecting the chaotic world—sixty thousand ancestral trees reaching the sky, five million Dao soldiers arrayed in formation, and the source vein spiritual network weaving like dragons.

The Dao Ancestor Youjue leaned closer and whispered, "If this continues, in another thousand years, the strength of that vast land may surpass that of our domain!"

"Indeed! I wonder what the Lord will do if he knows about this!" The Netherworld Dao Ancestor took out a Nether Crystal Jade Slip, probed it with his divine sense, and copied down all the scenes he saw.

The next moment, the jade transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of the void.

The desolate and vast realm.

Above the deep pool, deathly energy surged.

Suddenly, the void cracked open, and a beam of light fell into the palm of the Netherworld Dao Master.

The Lord of the Netherworld opened his eyes and probed the jade slip with his divine sense.

Within the jade slip, the chaotic world unfolded before our eyes: 60,000 ancestral trees reaching the sky, 5 million Dao soldiers arrayed in formation, over 500 Dao Ancestors at the peak of the Integration Realm, the Origin Vein Spirit Network weaving like dragons, and seven-colored light soaring into the sky.

"Sixty thousand ancestral trees...five hundred peaks..." the Netherworld Dao Master murmured, his body churning with deathly energy.

After a long silence, the Lord of the Netherworld raised his hand and summoned a Netherworld Crystal Jade Slip. He inscribed several words with his divine sense and then transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the depths of the void.

Somewhere in the void.

The turbulent currents are thin, and scattered stars drift by.

The Lord of Purple Extremes arrived, piercing through the void, his body shimmering with purple light, standing with his hands behind his back. A moment later, a flash of eerie light appeared in the western void, and the Lord of the Netherworld appeared, his body shrouded in deathly aura.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

The Lord of Purple Extremes said calmly, "You Sha, what is it?"

The Netherworld Dao Master stared at Zi Ji, his dark green eyes flashing: "See for yourself."

With a wave of his hand, a light screen appeared, on which the chaotic world scene flowed—60,000 ancestral trees reached the sky, 5 million Dao soldiers were arrayed, more than 500 Dao Ancestors at the peak of the Integration Realm were present, seven-colored light soared into the sky, and the source vein spiritual network shuttled like a dragon.

The Lord of the Purple Extremes' expression changed slightly.

The Netherworld Dao Master said coldly, "A thousand years, sixty thousand Dao Ancestor Trees, Purple Extreme, are you sure you want to wait another two thousand years?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes remained silent, his purple light surging and shifting.

The Netherworld Dao Lord continued, "My spies have reported that the vast land absorbs the primordial energy of the void every day, causing the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors to grow year after year. In another two thousand years, with ten thousand ancestral trees and tens of millions of Dao soldiers, what will you use to stop them?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his eyes, his deep purple gaze asking, "You want to make your move ahead of schedule?"

The Netherworld Dao Master sneered, "If this drags on any longer, even if we join forces, we might not be able to defeat him."

After a moment of contemplation, the Lord of the Purple Extreme said in a deep voice, "The two domains are not close enough for a war of the Dao Domains to be waged. I feel that we are still a thousand years away from the right time."

The Netherworld Dao Master's dark green eyes narrowed: "A thousand years? You still want to wait a thousand years?"

The Lord of Purple Pole nodded: "A thousand years later, if you and I join forces, our chances of victory will greatly increase."

The Netherworld Dao Master stared at Zi Ji, his deathly aura churning: "Are you sure?"

“That’s right. A thousand years from now, when our two realms meet, let us join forces and crush that vast land.” The Lord of Purple Extreme looked at the Lord of Netherworld and said resolutely.

"Heh, then you can keep waiting! If things don't go your way, I won't keep you company!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of the Netherworld turned around, his figure transforming into a wisp of light and disappearing.

The Lord of Purple Extremes stood in the void, watching You Sha depart, his purple eyes deep and unfathomable.

……

Above the deep pool, deathly energy surged.

The Lord of the Netherworld sat cross-legged in the center of the dark pool, his body surrounded by a flowing, eerie light. His face was indistinct, with only a pair of eerie green eyes coldly gazing down.

The three ancestors, Youming, Youjue, and Youtu, knelt on the ground.

"Dao Master, is Ziji really going to have to wait a thousand years?" The Netherworld Dao Ancestor looked up, his pale eyes filled with resentment.

The Netherworld Dao Master, his dark green eyes gazing into the depths of the void, was furious: "That old tortoise Ziji is incorrigible. Even if we force him, he won't make a move before the two realms are even close."

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor gritted his teeth: "So, are we just going to wait here like this?"

"Of course we'll wait. I'm not willing to be the first to stick my neck out, especially since that Chaotic Vast Domain is not to be trifled with!" A dark glint flashed in the eyes of the Netherworld Dao Lord, and he coldly ordered, "Send word to all domains to do everything in their power to nurture the Netherworld Ancestral Tree and increase the number of Dao Soldiers. A thousand years from now, when Zixiao approaches that vast land, that will be the time for my Lengyou to unleash our full force." The three ancestors responded in unison, "Yes!"

The Lord of the Netherworld Dao raised his hand, and three Netherworld Crystal Jade Slips fell into the palm of the Three Ancestors: "Prioritize the supply of resources to all regions. Within a thousand years, the number of Netherworld Ancestral Trees will increase to 300,000, and the number of Dao Soldiers to 10 million!"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor accepted the jade slip and respectfully said, "As you command."

The Third Patriarch bowed and withdrew.

The Lord of the Netherworld stood above the Nether Pool, his eerie green eyes gazing towards the Chaotic Land, deathly energy surging like a tide: "Then I'll let you roam freely for another thousand years."

……

Time flies, a thousand years have passed.

The time for ten thousand years has arrived. The Dao track of the Purple Heaven Domain has shifted, and it now borders the Chaos Domain.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, the Lord of Purple Extremes sat cross-legged on the nine-tiered Dao Platform, his body surrounded by flowing purple light. In the purple-gold cauldron before him, the Dao Sword embryo trembled slightly, and the nine purple sun patterns suddenly erupted, with sword intent soaring into the sky.

"It's done."

The Lord of Purple Extremes opened his eyes, raised his hand and grasped, and the Purple Cloud Dao Sword broke out of the cauldron and landed in his palm. The sword was three feet long, and its entire body was semi-transparent purple, with nine purple suns revolving around the sword.

A Dao Ancestor, who was serving as a steward, bowed as he entered and respectfully reported, "Dao Master, the two domains are now adjacent, and we have already sensed the source-drawing power of that vast land."

Without uttering a word, the Lord of the Purple Pole took a step forward, his figure already reaching the collapsed land of the Eastern Pole.

Before him, the void collapsed for millions of miles, and turbulent currents surged like boiling water. He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the mist, looking towards the chaotic vast land.

Over there, a hazy, radiant light soared into the sky, sixty thousand ancestral trees rose from the ground, five million Dao soldiers stood in strict formation, and the Origin Vein Spirit Network crisscrossed among them, frantically absorbing the Origin Qi.

The void ahead tore open, and the Netherworld Dao Lord stepped out, his body shrouded in deathly aura, his eerie green eyes fixed on the chaotic land.

“Ziji, you’ve finally made a move.”

Without turning his head, the Lord of the Purple Extremes said, "Now that our two domains are neighboring, it is naturally time to make our move!"

The Lord of the Netherworld sneered, "I have waited for you for a thousand years. Today we will see the outcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of the Netherworld Dao waved his hand.

From the depths of the void, a ghostly light soared into the sky, three hundred thousand Netherworld Ancestral Trees materialized out of thin air, and tens of millions of Netherworld Dao Soldiers lined up in formation. Death energy condensed into a dark sea of ​​clouds, obscuring the starlight.

The Lord of Purple Extreme glanced at it and praised with a smile: "Three hundred thousand Dao Integrations, ten million Dao Soldiers, You Sha, you have not disappointed me."

The Netherworld Dao Master's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light as he went straight to the point: "That Fang Haotu has a profound foundation. How do you plan to fight him?"

"A direct assault to force him out. Only a thunderous attack can break his foundation," the Lord of Purple Extremes declared resolutely.

After pondering for a moment, the Netherworld Dao Master nodded and said, "Alright. Let's join forces to break his great formation."

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand, and purple light shot into the sky and disappeared into the depths of the void.

A chain reaction occurred deep within the Purple Cloud Domain, causing 500,000 Purple Cloud Ancestral Trees to tremble simultaneously, 8 million Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers to form ranks, and purple energy to surge and converge wildly towards the Eastern Pole.

Half a day later, the two armies met at the border of the Chaotic Vast Land.

Three hundred thousand Netherworld Ancestral Trees and five hundred thousand Purple Cloud Ancestral Trees were arrayed together in a grand formation, with ten million Netherworld Dao Soldiers and eight million Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers lined up in formation, their auras intertwined, causing the void to continuously sink.

The Lord of Purple Extreme and the Lord of Netherworld Fiend stood side by side, with their respective top-tier Dao Integration subordinates behind them.

The Lord of Purple Extremes gazed at the chaotic mist ahead: "The Chaotic Array has seven layers of array walls, based on the Origin Vein Spirit Network, with seven Primordial Ancestral Trees as its eyes. This array is inexhaustible and difficult to break."

The Netherworld Dao Master's eyes flashed: "I've done a lot of research over the past thousand years."

The Lord of the Purple Extremes said calmly, "I have waited for ten thousand years for this domain, so I am naturally able to see many things clearly!"

The Netherworld Dao Master sneered, a long, black halberd appearing in his hand: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's make our move!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand, and purple light shot into the sky, transforming into condensed purple light, like a divine axe that split the heavens and earth, directly cleaving the core of the Chaos Array.

The purple light crashed violently into the great formation. The gray light suddenly brightened, and seven-colored radiance soared into the sky. The entire formation trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared on its walls.

However, at that very moment, the cracks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. A surge of immense life force erupted from the depths of the formation, rapidly repairing the damaged walls.

The Lord of Purple Extremes frowned, while the Lord of Netherworld Dao's eyes gleamed with a bright green light: "Indeed troublesome!"

"The array has seven layers of walls, with seven primordial ancestral trees as its eyes and the source vein spiritual network as its foundation," the Lord of Purple Extremes said indifferently. "This array is inexhaustible and difficult to break through by force."

The Netherworld Dao Master sneered, "Enough with the nonsense, how are we going to fight now?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand, and purple light condensed into a diagram, marking the seven nodes of the great formation.

"Split into seven routes and simultaneously bombard the seven key points of the formation." The Lord of Purple Extreme pointed to the seven points on the diagram and indicated, "The seven trees suppress the seven directions. If one is destroyed, the formation will collapse on its own."

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flashed: "Which direction will you choose?"

"Zixiao, attack the east, south, and southeast routes." The Lord of Ziji looked at the Lord of Yousha and instructed, "You order your subordinates to attack the west, north, and northwest routes, while we join forces in the central main formation!"

After pondering for a moment, the Netherworld Dao Master agreed, "Alright! Let's fight like this!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them raised their hands at the same time.

A purple, eerie light shot into the sky, and both armies moved in unison.

Five hundred thousand Purple Cloud Ancestral Trees took root in the void, their roots penetrating deep into the void, frantically absorbing the source energy. Eight million Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers lined up in formation, their purple energy surging like a tide.

Three hundred thousand Netherworld Ancestral Trees floated on the west side, shrouded in deathly aura. Countless dark Dao Fruits condensed among their branches and leaves, and tens of millions of Netherworld Dao Soldiers were arrayed in formation, with deathly aura forming a dark sea of ​​clouds.

"attack!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes uttered a single word.

Eight million Purple Cloud Dao soldiers roared in unison, and a surge of purple energy, like a reversed Milky Way, crashed into the three array eyes of the Chaos Array in the east, south, and southeast.

The Lord of the Netherworld Dao raised his hand and pressed down.

The millions of Netherworld soldiers screamed in unison, and the deathly tide transformed into three dark dragons, which pounced down towards the three array points in the west, north, and northwest.

In the central main formation, Ziji and Yousha stand side by side.

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand and grasped the Purple Cloud Dao Sword, which landed in his palm. Nine purple suns swirled around the sword, and its sword intent soared to the heavens. The Lord of Netherworld held a jet-black halberd, its surface shimmering with eerie light, and death energy solidified into a tangible form.

The two exchanged a glance.

The next moment, the Lord of Purple Extremes unleashed a sword strike, its purple light tearing through the sky, aimed directly at the core of the main formation. The Lord of Netherworld Fiends swept his long spear horizontally, its dark light like a blade, closely following behind.

Seven routes attacked simultaneously, with tens of millions of soldiers joining forces for a single blow.

"Boom!" A deafening roar shook the void.

The seven-layered array walls trembled violently, and the hazy light suddenly shone brightly, with seven-colored radiance soaring into the sky. Cracks spread across the array walls like a spider web, instantly covering the entire array.

The seven primordial ancestral trees trembled simultaneously.

Above the crimson crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the Golden Crow flapped its wings and cried out, its Heavenly Flame soaring into the sky. Above the cyan crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the Azure Dragon coiled, its Wood element surging forth like a tide; above the blue crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the Black Tortoise raised its head, its Weak Water churning. Above the yellow crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the Qilin treaded on clouds, its Earth element radiating light soaring to the heavens; above the white crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the White Tiger crouched, its Metal element cleaving the sky; above the purple crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of the Thunder God held a hammer, purple lightning traversing the void. Above the cyan crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of Feng Hou flicked his sleeve, a hurricane sweeping across.

Seven-colored Dao light intertwined to form a sea, flowing into the source vein spiritual network along the roots of the seven trees. The spiritual network shone brightly, and the source Qi surged upwards like a tide, pouring into the cracks in the array wall.

The cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three breaths later, the seven layers of array walls returned to normal, their gray light flowing, as stable as a mountain. (End of Chapter)