Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

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

At the edge of the Chaotic Land, the eerie white light still blankets the sky, and forty-nine distorted and eerie sources take root at the edge of the land, their roots penetrating deep into the void, murmuring incessantly day and night.

At the heart of the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, the gray, luminous wall stands as it always has. Eighty thousand ancestral trees take root within the luminous wall, their trunks as thick as mountains, their canopies blocking out the sky and the sun, and the rays of light weaving between their branches and leaves into a sea.

Today, there are over eight hundred Dao Ancestors at the peak of the Dao Integration Realm, sitting cross-legged under the Ancestral Tree, with various colors of Dao light soaring into the sky, and the total number of Dao Soldiers has exceeded six million.

Starry Sky Platform.

Above the light screen of the Source Array, the Source Qi flowed like a waterfall, the Source Vein Spirit Network swirled like a dragon, and the gray roots burrowed into the depths of the void, frantically absorbing the Source Qi.

Gu Xi Daozu stood before the formation, his clear eyes reflecting the changing light screen. He stroked his beard and sighed, "Daoist Master uses deceit as a shield and deceit as food. His thousand-year plan has finally come to fruition."

Dao Ancestor Haotian sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, his starry eyes shining brightly. He exclaimed with delight, "The origin of the Chaotic Vast Land has increased more than threefold compared to a thousand years ago. Eighty thousand ancestral trees, eight hundred peak cultivators, and six million Dao soldiers. Such a foundation was unimaginable a thousand years ago!"

"Indeed! Dao Lord, you have great foresight!" Dao Ancestor Gu Xi stroked his beard and exclaimed, "Dao Lord, using deceit as a shield and deceit as food, your thousand-year plan has finally yielded results."

At the edge of the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, eerie white light surged and boiled.

The Forty-Ninth Regiment of Ghostly Origins has been rooted for a thousand years, its roots intertwined into a net, gnawing at the edges of the vast land, leaving it riddled with holes. The originally scattered Ghostly Ancestor Trees have now merged into one, their trunks as white as amber, their branches and leaves drooping, and their fruits bearing human faces hanging heavily, their murmurs rising like a tide, never ceasing day or night.

Gu Xi Daozu stood before the Source Measurement Array, his clear eyes reflecting the strange realm, as if he had discovered something, his brows furrowing more and more tightly.

"Haotian".

Dao Ancestor Haotian sat cross-legged at the core of the formation, starlight flowing around him as he calculated with his fingers.

Gu Xi Dao Zu pointed to the light screen: "Come and see."

Haotian Daozu stood up, landed beside Gu Xi, and looked at the light screen.

On the light screen, the aura fluctuations of the forty-nine strange sources were clearly displayed. The strange sources, which were originally independent and tearing each other apart, were now beginning to converge. The fluctuation frequencies gradually became consistent, like the tides, contracting and ebbing in perfect unison.

Ancient Dao Ancestor's expression was solemn: "This aura... how could it be like this?"

Haotian Daozu formed hand seals, causing starlight to surge, and pushed his divination technique to its limit.

On the light screen, the outlines of the forty-nine strange sources began to blur, their boundaries dissolved, they permeated each other, their roots intertwined, and their sap merged, becoming as one.

The Dao Ancestor Haotian's expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "They seem to be merging."

Gu Xi Daozu was shocked: "Fusion?"

Haotian Daozu pointed at the light screen: "The forty-nine strange sources have roots that intertwine to form a net, their sap permeates each other, their auras converge, and their fluctuations are consistent. If this continues, the forty-nine sources will become one."

Gu Xi Daozu gasped: "One strange source is already troublesome, but what if forty-nine sources were combined into one? That would be terrible!"

Dao Ancestor Haotian quickly calculated with his fingers and deduced with his starry eyes: "With the fusion of the source of the strangeness, the expansion speed of the strange domain has increased tenfold. At this rate, the strange domain will engulf the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors in three hundred years."

Gu Xi Daozu looked at the light screen. In that strange white, surging land, the forty-nine distorted outlines had become blurred, leaving only a huge, strange white light that was constantly writhing, like an embryo nurturing something.

"Let's go see the Dao Master."

As soon as they finished speaking, their figures vanished.

The source of all things lies deep within the ocean.

Seven primordial ancestral trees stood tall, their seven-colored Dao light intertwining into a sea. Li Mu sat cross-legged among the seven trees, his body surrounded by a hazy Dao light, and the seven spirits encircled him.

The array patterns in front of him shone brightly, with twisted patterns inside winding like snakes, and the power of transformation surging like boiling water; at the boundary of the vast land, endless eerie white light surged, seeping into the source sea along the cracks, and gray silk ribbons emerged from the depths of the source sea, wrapped around the eerie white light, and dragged into the array patterns for refinement.

Gu Xi and Hao Tian, ​​the two ancestors, arrived by stepping through the air.

Li Mu opened his eyes and woke up, his gaze filled with a chaotic vortex of stars. He looked at the two of them and asked, "What is it?"

Gu Xi Dao Zu bowed: "Dao Master, there has been a change in the Ghost Realm."

Li Mu looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Ancient Dao Ancestor raised his hand, and a light screen appeared. On the light screen, eerie white surged, and the outlines of forty-nine strange sources blurred, their boundaries dissolved, they permeated each other, and their auras converged.

Dao Ancestor Haotian replied, "Dao Master, they are merging."

Gu Xi Daozu said urgently, "With the merging of the forty-nine strange sources, the expansion speed of the strange domain has increased tenfold. In three hundred years, it may engulf the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors."

Dao Ancestor Haotian quickly calculated with his fingers: "Dao Master, we need to prepare a response as soon as possible."

“I have already planned this matter, you need not worry!” Li Mu sat cross-legged among the seven trees, his eyes calm, and said, “What I have been waiting for is for them to unite.”

Gu Xi Daozu was taken aback, looking at him in surprise: "Dao Master?"

Li Mu raised his hand in a gesture, and the Chaos Treasure Palace appeared in his palm. Inside the palace gate, the chaotic sea of ​​qi surged, and a strange white light flickered.

“One strange source can be refined into a wisp of the original source. When the forty-nine sources are combined, the result is forty-nine times stronger.” Li Mu said calmly, “If they attack separately, it will take me a long time to refine them. If they are combined, I can swallow them in one gulp, which will save time and effort.”

Gu Xi Dao Zu gasped: "Dao Master, the Forty-Nine Groups of Ghostly Origins have merged into one! That thing!"

Dao Ancestor Haotian continued, "Dao Lord, with the unseen source united, its ferocity will increase more than tenfold. At that time, that thing will probably be difficult to deal with."

Li Mu waved his hand: "It's alright."

Gu Xi and Hao Tian exchanged a glance, hesitating to speak.

Xue'er arrived under the moonlight, landing beside Li Mu, her icy blue eyes gazing at the eerie white, churning land at the border.

"Brother Li, what if the combined supernatural forces of the 49th Regiment develop sentience?"

Li Mu nodded and smiled, "Definitely!"

Xue'er's eyes narrowed, and she said with concern, "If that thing develops intelligence, it will be even more difficult to deal with."

Li Mu smiled slightly: "It's easier to refine once intelligence is developed. With intelligence comes fear, and with fear comes weaknesses."

Xue'er seemed to be deep in thought.

Li Mu gazed at the boundary void, his eyes piercing through layers of mist, landing on that eerie, churning white land.

"For a thousand years, they have been unable to break in, and unwilling to retreat. The only option is to unite," Li Mu said calmly. "Uniting means falling into their trap!"

Upon hearing this, Dao Ancestor Gu Xi bowed deeply and praised, "Dao Lord is wise and sagacious."

Li Mu waved his hand: "Step back and keep an eye on the array. Once it's fully formed, I will make my move."

Gu Xi and Hao Tian bowed and withdrew.

Xue'er stood beside Li Mu, her Taiyin True Eyes swirling between her brows, moonlight cascading down to illuminate the border scene. She asked worriedly, "Brother Li, what if that thing, after merging, becomes too ferocious and the array barrier can't withstand it?"

Li Mu looked at Xue'er: "If we can't stop them, then we'll fight them head-on."

Xue'er looked at Li Mu with her icy blue eyes, feeling his strong confidence, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Li Mu stood up, and the seven trees swayed, their seven colors converging.

"After a thousand years of refinement, the Chaos Origin has increased fivefold compared to before the battle." Li Mu raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a gray Dao light condensed. A gray line flickered in his palm as he proudly said, "Peak of the late stage of the Dao Transformation Realm. It's time to test whether the axe is still effective."

Xue'er smiled and said, "It's good that Brother Li is confident."

Xiao Yuan leaped out of the Spirit Pool and landed beside Xue'er. He was a young boy with delicate features and his body was covered in a mixture of milky white and gray.

"Father, those things are almost merging into one," Xiao Yuan said nervously, pointing towards the boundary.

Li Mu smiled and nodded, his gaze falling on the eerie white, churning land.

In the center of the eerie realm, the forty-nine distorted objects had become indistinct. Giant spheres, eerie trees, seas of corpses, giant faces, giant nets... their outlines melted away, permeated each other, their roots intertwined, and their sap fused together.

A huge, eerie white light floated in the void, within which countless twisted phantoms struggled and writhed, their murmurs overlapping like a tide.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

"Become us...become us..."

……

The murmurs reverberated through the void, and the eerie white light contracted and expanded, like the beating of a heart, the beating growing stronger with each beat.

From the depths of the light, an outline slowly took shape. First came a head, its features blurred, with only a pair of deathly white eyes remaining, reflecting endless death within them. Next came the torso, formed from congealed fluid, as white as alabaster, its surface swirling with countless twisted Dao patterns. Limbs extended, their fingertips sharp as hooks, leaving pale claw marks as they sliced ​​through the void.

The human figure's outline became increasingly clear.

The eerie white light contracted and poured into the figure's outline, solidifying its head and making its pale eyes shine brightly. Its torso was stable, with Dao patterns spreading like snakes. Its limbs were thick and strong, and its fingertips were like chilling claws.

The thing opened its mouth and let out a sharp screech.

A silent shriek echoed through the void. The strange realm trembled violently, and all 120,000 Dyed Ancestral Trees shook in unison. The human-faced fruits opened their mouths and echoed the shriek, while countless whispers mingled and surged down upon the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors.

The gray, luminous wall trembled violently, and the seven-colored Dao patterns shone brightly, firmly blocking the torrent of delirious whispers.

Five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the center of the eerie realm, the strange white light surged a thousandfold, obscuring the entire void.

Deep within the light, the humanoid figure's outline was solidified like a real person. Its head was smooth as an egg, its features blurred, except for a pair of deathly white eyes. The depths of its eyes reflected the scene of the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors. Its torso was long and slender, its skin formed of solidified fluid, deathly white as amber, its surface swirling with countless twisted Dao patterns. Its limbs were thick and strong, its fingertips wielding chilling claws. With each breath, the claws sliced ​​through the void, leaving behind deathly white claw marks.

The thing sat cross-legged in the center of the strange domain, with the roots of 120,000 dyed strange ancestral trees intertwined behind it, forming a giant net in which corpses floated.

The babbling was no longer chaotic, but turned into a low murmur.

"Chaos, chaos..."

The murmurs reverberated through the void, the gray light wall trembled violently, and the seven-colored Dao patterns flickered uncertainly.

Starry Sky Platform.

Gu Xi Daozu stood before the Source Measurement Array, his clear eyes reflecting the outline of the human figure, his face deathly pale.

"That thing... came to life."

Haotian Daozu sat cross-legged at the core of the formation, starlight flowing around him as he calculated with his fingers. With each movement of his fingertips, the starlight shattered once.

"I can't deduce it." Dao Ancestor Haotian helplessly withdrew his hand, his starry eyes dimmed, and he said with a bitter smile, "That thing is full of strange ways and devours all the secrets of heaven."

Gu Xi Daozu solemnly said, "The longer it grows, the more human-like it becomes, and the more terrifying it becomes. It is devouring those 120,000 Ancestral Trees of the Dyed Ghost. Its roots are intertwined and its sap is fused. In five hundred years, it has swallowed seventy percent of the original essence of the 120,000 Ancestral Trees."

The Dao Ancestor Haotian asked with a solemn expression, "What will it do after consuming 120,000 plants?"

"I don't know!" Gu Xi Dao Zu smiled bitterly.

Time flies, and another five hundred years have passed.

The center of the strange realm.

The slurry churned and boiled.

The forty-nine distorted entities completely dissolved, their boundaries disappeared, their roots intertwined, and their sap merged, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-tall humanoid silhouette.

First came the head, its features blurred, leaving only a pair of deathly white eyes, deep as an abyss, reflecting endless death within. Next came the torso, its fluids solidified, deathly white like alabaster, its surface swirling with countless twisted Dao patterns. The limbs extended, their fingertips sharp as hooks.

Her long hair fell down like countless mysterious threads.

At the end of each strand of hair hangs a human-faced fruit, the size of a fist, with clear facial features, an open mouth, and uttering soft murmurs.

The demon mother opened her mouth.

A silent shriek reverberated through the void.

The shriek was silent, yet it shook the void, causing turbulent currents to surge backward. The 120,000 Dyed Demon Ancestral Trees trembled simultaneously, their trunks swelled, their branches and leaves spread wildly, and their roots burrowed into the depths of the void, drawing all available nutrients.

The expansion speed of the mysterious domain has increased tenfold.

A strange white light surged towards the Forest of Ancestors like a tidal wave, causing the void to fade, the laws of the Dao to crumble, and the primordial energy to solidify wherever it passed.

The gray, luminous wall trembled violently.

Cracks appeared from the edge of the light wall, spreading like a spider web and instantly covering the entire light wall. The seven-colored Dao patterns shone brightly and flowed wildly, trying to repair the cracks. However, the strange white tide was too strong, and the repair speed could not keep up with the cracking speed.

"Snap—"

The cracks spread to the core of the light wall.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed.

The chaotic will spread out, instantly enveloping the entire vast land and seeping into the gray light wall. The seven primordial ancestral trees trembled in unison, and seven-colored Dao light soared into the sky, flowing into the light wall along the source vein spiritual network.

Above the light barrier, the gray light surged, surrounded by seven colors, and the speed at which the cracks healed increased dramatically.

Three breaths later, the light barrier remained as stable as ever.

The ghostly mother's empty eyes gazed into the depths of the Source Sea.

Long hair cascaded down, and thousands of human-faced fruits screamed in unison, their delirious murmurs pouring down like a tidal wave.

"Come out...come out..."

"Become us...become us..."

The Ghost Mother took a step forward, causing the Ghost Domain to tremble. Her figure was like a ghost, instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles and landing in front of the gray light barrier. She raised her pale hand, her fingertips forming cold claws, and fiercely grabbed down at the light barrier.

With a "swoosh!" sound, five pale white claw marks slashed across the light barrier, the gray light exploded, and the seven-colored Dao patterns shattered.

Five deep ravines appeared on the chaotic array wall, their edges shimmering with eerie white light, corroding the array patterns.

Li Mu raised his hand in a feint, and the Chaos Giant Axe condensed in his palm. The axe body was gray, with flowing pure and turbid energies, and the axe blade was surrounded by seven colors.

"I have high hopes for Haotu."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mu took a step forward, and his figure vanished.

A hazy, ethereal light shot into the sky. Li Mu broke through the void and descended before the hazy light barrier, standing opposite the Ghost Mother.

The monstrous mother's hollow eyes locked onto Li Mu, her long hair cascading down, and thousands of human-faced fruits screamed in unison.

"They're here...they're here..."

"Eat him...eat him..."

……

The Demon Mother raised her hand, and her pale, giant palm slammed down towards Li Mu.

Li Mu raised his axe and brought it down, the gray lines splitting the sky as he slashed towards the giant hand.

The axe light collided with the giant hand, shattering into a gray and white explosion. The eerie mother's pale giant hand was covered in cracks, and eerie white liquid splattered everywhere, causing her to stagger back three steps.

Li Mu did not retreat and unleashed a second axe strike.

The axe flashed, tearing through the air, and slashed towards the head of the Demon Mother.

The Demon Mother opened her mouth, and a silent shriek reverberated through the void. The shriek materialized, and a gray-white beam of light surged forth, crashing into the axe light.

With a deafening roar, the axe light shattered the pillar of light, its momentum undiminished, and pierced the Ghost Mother's left shoulder.

Pale white fluid splattered, and a deep, bloody gash appeared on the left shoulder of the Ghost Mother. The edges of the gash flickered with a grayish light, preventing it from healing.

The monstrous mother's pale face was contorted, her empty pupils twitching, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Thousands of human-faced fruits screamed in unison. Her hair transformed into countless eerie threads, coiling towards Li Mu.

Wherever the mysterious threads pass, the void is corroded and the laws of nature crumble.

Li Mu unleashed his Chaotic Dao Domain, a hazy, protective aura enveloping his body. The strange threads collided with the Dao Domain, hissing and shattering inch by inch.

Li Mu raised his axe and unleashed his third strike.

The demonic mother retreated thousands of miles to avoid the axe's light.

Li Mu stood in the void, holding his axe.

The Ghost Mother steadied herself, the wound on her left shoulder gushing with a strange white fluid, flashing with a hazy light, healing slowly, her empty eyes staring at Li Mu, her long hair hanging down, the human-faced fruit muttering incessantly.

Li Mu raised his axe and took a step forward. (End of Chapter)