Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

As Li Mu cast his spell, a massive amount of chaotic Dao power surged out from the core of the Chaos Dao Tree, gradually forming a scroll of Dao chapters that seemed both real and unreal, neither diagram nor incantation.

The Daoist chapter unfolds, containing no words, but only the ever-changing scenes of the beginning of chaos, the separation of purity and turbidity, the birth and death of all things, and the rise and fall of thoughts.

This is a supreme method created by Li Mu based on the Chaos Dao Fruit, integrating the Dao essences of order, inclusiveness, and insight, specifically for cleansing inner demons and purifying the source of evil.

The Chaos Purification Mantra.

The moment the incantation was completed, a strange change occurred in the deathly still void of the eternal night star realm.

The eerie white palace suspended in the heart of the realm still harbors the eerie power rooted in the core of this realm. Countless eerie white threads, invisible to the naked eye, are deeply embedded in the spiritual veins, the earth's apertures, and even in the gaps in the minds of billions of living beings. Like a malignant tumor, they greedily suck in fear, despair, wailing, and other negative emotions.

At this moment, the strange source trembled, as if sensing an impending calamity, and frantically drew upon the power of the boundary source, attempting a desperate counterattack.

Li Mu's eyes turned cold, and the Dao Scroll flew out from his hand.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, Li Mu caused the Dao Chapter to swell in the wind, instantly transforming into a gray-gold light curtain that blotted out the sky, enveloping the entire Eternal Night Star Realm.

Above the light screen, Dao patterns swirled like stars, casting a warm, gentle glow. Wherever this glow reached, it was all-encompassing.

It seeps into the twisted cracks, illuminating fragments of stars;
Delve deep into the earth's veins to calm the restless spirit;
……

An invisible force of Dao flowed upstream along the treacherous threads, reaching directly to the place tainted by the wickedness of the heart.
"Wow wow wow!"

Throughout the Eternal Night Star Realm, countless cultivators and mortals, either trapped in illusions or corrupted by their own minds, trembled violently.

One may see relatives and friends turn into skeletons and demand death, or be trapped in a sea of ​​blood from which there is no escape, or feel one's Dao heart crumble and one's cultivation ruined... All these terrifying illusions are cages formed by the mind drawing on negative emotions.

Just then, a sliver of moonlight quietly shone from the center of the mind.

The moonlight, like water, washes over the lake of my heart.

Wherever it passes, grotesque illusions vanish, resentment fades, fear finds peace, hatred finds its tranquility, and hope arises from despair; clarity is seen in delusion…; this power is like a loving mother dusting off her child, like a wise man lighting a lamp, gently illuminating all attachments and illusions.

"This is……"

A cultivator with bloodshot eyes, about to slaughter his fellow disciples, had his magic knife clatter to the ground. The bloodshot color faded, and his eyes first showed confusion, then turned into fear.

A female cultivator, heartbroken and despondent over the tragic death of her Daoist partner, with tears still wet on her face, cradled the unborn child in her womb. A sudden warmth flowed into her icy heart as she murmured sorrowfully, "Brother Xiao, I will try my best to live on, to live on with our child."

……

Countless similar scenes were playing out simultaneously across the astral plane.

The Chaos Purification Mantra, with its boundless chaos, encompasses the entirety of all thoughts; with its guiding principles, it regulates the ebb and flow of emotions; with its penetrating light, it illuminates the truth behind illusions and the vitality deep within suffering.

The "Heart-Demon Food" that the Ghost Clan relies on for sustenance is being rapidly purified and transformed by this gentle and vast power.

"No! Our clan's millennia-long plan cannot be destroyed in a single day!"

Deep within the Boundary Source, the remnants of the Ghost Clan emitted a shrill scream and roared madly, causing the earth's veins to rumble and stars to shift, attempting to detonate the Boundary Source and drag billions of living beings down with it!
"Stubborn!"

Li Mu snorted coldly, took a step forward, and stood before the source of the boundary.

Before them lay a thousand-foot-long, deathly white mass of flesh, its surface contorted with countless twisted and howling faces, its roots deeply embedded in the boundary core, almost becoming one with it; in the center, a strange white source core, inlaid with the ancestral patterns of the strange race, throbbed wildly.

This is the central hub of all the mysteries in the Eternal Night Star Realm, and also the manifestation of "mindful trickery" in this realm.

Li Mu remained silent, raising his hand in a gesture of invitation.

The Gao Tian Dao Zhang suddenly contracted, like a celestial river hanging upside down, penetrating into the fleshy tumor!
The power of purification clashed head-on with the source of the demonic race's heart. As the light passed, the grotesque face of the tumor faded away, turning into peace, and then dissipated. Its roots were severed and turned into ashes, which were quickly purified and restored to pure spiritual energy and fragments of complex yet natural thoughts.

"The source of the mind's deceit is also the gathering of thoughts. Today, let us use the thoughts of all the spirits of the eternal night to nourish this world!"

Li Mu's mind raced like lightning as he manipulated his magical power, peeling away the layers of filth and curses to extract the purest "source of thought." With a flick of his wrist, he transformed it into a gentle drizzle, sprinkling it upon the shattered mountains and rivers, the depleted spiritual veins, and the wounded creatures.

A miracle ensued.

The cracked earth healed, and clear springs gushed forth;
Dead trees sprout new buds, and magical flowers bloom;
The fragments of stars returned to their places, reigniting the night sky;
The cultivator's injuries have healed, and his Dao heart has become clear...

The source of the Ghost Clan - the pale, ghostly mass shrank to about ten feet in size, its ghostly patterns fading away, almost coming to a standstill.

"Break!" Li Mu pointed his fingers like a sword, and a wisp of gray-gold light disappeared into the air.

With a soft "poof," the strange mass abruptly stopped, the ancestral runes shattered, and the entire mass transformed into a bluish-white spiritual ball—a pure essence remaining after the removal of all evil influences and extreme emotions.

Li Mu rolled up his sleeve and put the item away. Its nature was quite different, and it might be useful for something else.

With the complete annihilation of the source of the mystery, the roots of the mysterious tree were severed, dissolved, and scattered by the wind.

The eternal night star realm was cleansed.

The gloom in the sky slowly dissipated, long-lost starlight shone down, and stagnant inspiration flowed again, giving rise to new vitality.

A soothing hum came from the depths of the realm's origin, and the very essence of the stars was finally freed from its shackles.

Li Mu stood still as the illusory shadow of the Dao Tree faded away. He looked down upon the reborn Star Realm, sensing the ripples gradually calming and hope rekindling in the countless hearts, and smiled with satisfaction.

The initial trial of the Chaos Purification Mantra was a great success; this mantra can cleanse the mind of any evil that has already invaded it, prevent problems before they arise, nurture the heart, and eliminate the breeding ground for inner demons. From now on, it will be difficult for the evil race to feed on this world again.

“The threat of eternal night has been eliminated.” Li Mu’s mind stirred slightly, and he sent a divine thought to the Primordial Daoist: “The Chaos Purification Mantra is complete. It can be transmitted to all realms to jointly ward off the treacherous mind.”

After speaking, Li Mu took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the void.

Next, another place on the star map, where eerie light blazes intensely.

With the Purification Incantation in hand, the network of spies from the Ghost Clan can be dismantled one by one by following their trails.

The Eternal Night Star Realm was crystal clear, and the chaotic light slowly faded away. Li Mu withdrew his magic and stood there, about to set off for the next place where the strange source was burning fiercely.

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The Ancient Realm of Evil, the Abyss of Buried Gods and Demons.

The two-faced demon, with its towering body, sits atop a throne forged from the bones of a calamity god. Its left half is as pale as a withered branch, with a strange tree stretching out; its right half is as black as an ink swamp, with demonic patterns flowing with viscous, evil liquid.

In the center of his chest, the Blood Map of Ten Thousand Demons reflected the veins of all the heavens and myriad realms. The demonic points of hundreds of demons lurking in all the heavens and myriad realms gradually darkened, indicating that they were being rapidly discovered, excavated, and laughed.

The source of corruption's pupils suddenly contracted.

On the blood map, the gray-white light of the "Eternal Night Star Realm" dimmed and dissipated visibly until it was completely extinguished. At the same time, a warm and vast purifying Dao aura came from the opposite direction, causing its origin to tremble and hiss.

"The Lord of Chaos... has actually created a method specifically to counter mental trickery!" The face of the Corrupted Source twisted into a ferocious expression, filled with resentment, as he gritted his teeth: "Damn it! Damn it! It's him again!"

The Devouring World's three heads spun around, its six eyes blazing with ghostly green flames: "If this fiend is not eliminated, our clan's eternal plan will be lost forever. The Source of Corruption cannot wait any longer!"

The face of the Corrupted Source, its eyes fixed intently on the remaining hundreds of eerie entities on the blood-red map—restless and uneasy due to the destruction of the Eternal Night, or dormant yet showing signs of movement. The crack slowly widened, revealing a sinister, eerie smile:
“Since he has already discovered it, why not… let all the myriad realms taste the bitterness of ‘the sorrow of all monsters’ first!” The Face of Corruption resolutely suggested. “Alright!” The Face of Devouring Realms nodded gladly.

Before the words were finished, the two demonic beings simultaneously cast a spell: "Using my remaining essence as a catalyst, ignite the Myriad Demonic Blood Diagram—Explode!"

The Myriad Demon Blood Diagram trembled violently, and all the gray and white light spots on it simultaneously blazed brightly. Streaks of eerie black demonic lines spread out from the center of the diagram, instantly connecting the sources of demonic forces in all realms like a spider web. The origin of the demonic race contained within it was forcibly ignited and forced to the brink of self-destruction!
The Devouring Face grinned savagely, its right arm gushing forth with monstrous liquid, which was channeled into the Blood Diagram, amplifying its power. Both of them were willing to sacrifice their own essence, determined to detonate all the hidden sources and traps in the myriad realms!
Almost at the same instant, the myriad realms and hundreds of domains resounded in unison!

Tianyuan Fengjie.

Nine tornadoes spiraled eternally, their wind spirits clear yet fierce. At this moment, the wind spirits turned deathly pale, and a distorted, eerie face emerged from their eye, spewing out soul-corroding yin winds. Wherever the gale reached, vegetation was transformed, and rocks turned to dust. Countless wind spirit cultivators froze, their eyes turning gray, and they slashed at their fellow disciples!
"Senior brother! You—" The female cultivator in green stared in astonishment at the emerald wind blade piercing her chest. The one wielding the blade was none other than her Daoist partner of three hundred years. The other's face remained expressionless, his eyes filled only with deathly greed. He withdrew the blade and slashed again.

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The desolate wasteland of shifting sands.

Billions of tons of scorching sand soared into the sky, solidifying into countless bizarre sandcastles. They spewed pale sandstorms from their mouths and noses, drying up and cracking oases, and causing rivers to evaporate. Sand-clan cultivators burst forth from meditation chambers, ancestral halls, and streets, their bodies twisting, their flesh turning to sand, transforming into new monsters that pounced upon living beings!

"Grandpa! Activate the clan's protective formation!" the boy roared.

The elderly clan elder, his eyes strangely white, slowly turned around, pale sand flowing from his seven orifices, and whispered, "What formation? My dear grandson, quickly merge into my body, my good boy!"

……

The boundary of the deep waters and marshes.

The water surged and churned, and countless pale white water monsters rose from the bottom of the lake, resembling drowned corpses. Their fingertips dripped bone-corroding poison. Among the cultivators of the hundred races, those with dark hearts or unstable foundations of cultivation had their eyes bloodshot and fangs bared, attacking and killing their own kind!
"Mother...why..." The little mermaid was pierced through the abdomen by her birth mother's claws, unable to believe it; the mother struggled for a moment, then was swallowed by gray, the claws shattering the child's heart.

……

The Mysterious Ice Ancient Realm, the Azure Wood Spirit Realm, the Golden Stone Demon Realm… each realm explodes with its own eerie energy, spreading like a plague. The power of the mind seeps in through the cracks of emotions, whispering illusions and amplifying fear, despair, hatred, greed… negative emotions are amplified infinitely, turning cultivators and mortals into slaves of the eerie energy in the blink of an eye!

The heavens trembled, and war raged across the land!
At the edge of the Pool of Ten Thousand Laws, the water in front of the Primordial Daoist was boiling vigorously.

The reflections in the pool exploded with a ghastly white light, signifying the outbreak of a strange tide. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of points of light lit up, making his face turn pale.

"The Ghost Clan... actually resorting to such a ruthless plan!" Tai Chu's eyes were bloodshot, and his Qinghui Daoist robe fluttered wildly without wind: "Send orders to all heavens: the allied forces must rush to the aid immediately! All garrison troops must spare no expense to activate ancient restrictions and world-suppressing ancestral artifacts! We must hold back the Ghost Clan's tide and buy time for the Chaos Dao Lord!"

“Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding——!”

As the alarm bells rang throughout the myriad realms, the projection of the Realm Lord appeared hastily within the Ruins Palace, his face deathly pale.

"Fellow Daoist Taichu! All nine tornadoes in the Heavenly Origin Wind Realm have transformed into strange forms, and the Wind Spirit lineage is almost completely wiped out!"

"The strange creatures of the Yuanqing Immortal Realm have invaded and devoured 30% of our realm's territory!"

"..."

……

The various realms gradually became bizarre, and the devastating news of the realm lords' fall came like snowflakes.

Tai Chu took a deep breath, his voice as cold as iron: "What's the panic! The Chaos Dao Lord has created the Purification Method, and the source of the Eternal Night has been eliminated. You must hold fast to this realm, eradicate the evil creatures, protect the minds of living beings, and prevent the spread of the evil spirits! Fellow Daoist Li... will definitely take action!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm, gray-gold light suddenly rippled across the reflection in the pool.

Li Mu stood still in the eternal night void, the chaotic stars spinning rapidly in his eyes.

The moment the source of corruption detonated the Myriad Ghost Blood Diagram, he used the Chaos Dao Tree to secretly connect with the heavens and clearly sensed the strange sources deep within hundreds of world sources stirring and on the verge of self-destruction. What followed was an explosion of strange energy like a landslide and a tsunami!
"A cornered dog will jump over the wall!" Li Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Li Mu raised his head to look at the sky, and the chaotic Dao aura beneath his green robe surged forth. Behind him, the illusory image of the Chaotic Dao Tree reappeared, its branches growing wildly, piercing through layers of void, and its countless roots reaching out like dragons probing their heads, straight into all the heavens and myriad worlds!

Each main root locks in a realm of strange tides.

"The Chaos Dao Tree, from which all realms share the same root." Li Mu's thoughts flashed like lightning, merging with the Dao Tree, and he hummed, "Today, let this Purifying Mantra... descend upon all the heavens and myriad realms!"

As soon as the words fell,
The Chaos Dao Tree trembled violently, the gray-gold Dao Fruits on its branches pulsated like thunder, and the newly formed Dao Patterns burst forth with boundless clear light. The clear light surged along its roots, crossed the star sea, and descended upon hundreds of realms at the same time!

In the vast sky above the Heavenly Origin Wind Realm, nine ghastly white tornadoes expanded, their eerie faces grinning menacingly.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to tear open, and the illusory image of the Dao tree drooped down, its clear light falling like sweet rain, which stirred up a strange wind.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The ghostly, soul-corroding wind faded, returning to its clear and fierce state, while the grotesque face in the eye of the wind howled and collapsed. The controlled cultivators below trembled violently, the grayness in their eyes receding, and they stared blankly at the blood-stained magic weapon in their hands and their fallen comrades. They then clutched their heads and wept bitterly, or knelt and wailed...

Above the desert sea in the Flowing Sand Wasteland, countless gray-gold threads of light descended from the illusory image of the Dao Tree. The threads of light entered the body of the Sand Monster, and the pale sand grains fell off in a flurry, revealing the remnant souls inside. Nourished by the clear light, the remnant souls solidified and manifested their spirituality. They bowed to the Chaos Dao Tree in the sky, and then turned into light and dissipated, re-entering the cycle of reincarnation.

The sand-corrupted cultivators' bodies peeled away, their flesh and blood reappeared, their vital energy was severely damaged, but their minds regained clarity. They looked around at the hellish scene in horror.

Above the myriad marshes of the Abyss, the Dao Tree spreads its canopy like an umbrella, its clear light covering the water's surface. Water monsters melt upon touching it, transforming into pure water spirits that nourish the marshland. The crimson in the eyes of the cultivators of the hundred races gradually fades, their fangs retract, and seeing their hands stained with the blood of their kin, they wail in heart-wrenching anguish.

……

Too many realms, too many strange currents!
Even though Li Mu connected hundreds of realms with the Dao Tree and unleashed the power of the Purifying Mantra, purification still takes time, and many realms are already on the verge of life and death.

In the Crimson Flame Domain, the molten lava at the Earth's core was stained with a ghastly white rain of fire, and the protective shields of the thirteen colossal fire spirit cities flickered and threatened to shatter. Half of the million fire cultivators were stained white, turning against their own side and fighting fiercely. The Lord of the Flame Domain, bathed in blood, defended the domain to the death, his left arm charred, yet he did not retreat an inch.

The illusory image of the Dao Tree descended, its clear light like a curtain. The pale fire rain turned red upon contact and was absorbed by the magic array, which strengthened the protective barrier. The defector's movements faltered, and struggles appeared in his eyes.

Li Mu's true form had his eyes slightly closed, and his thoughts multiplied into countless forms.

"Chaos Avatar, manifest!"

On the main trunk of the Chaos Dao Tree, hundreds of thin branches broke off and condensed in the void, forming Li Mu's Chaos clones. They all had the same appearance, contained the origin of the Chaos Dao Fruit, carried the Dao rhythm of order, and the power of the purification mantra.

The clone took shape, stepped out, and disappeared into the passages between realms!

Above the Crimson Flame Domain, Li Mu's clone stood in mid-air, overlooking the battlefield. He pointed his fingers like a sword, drawing talismans, and imprinting the Chaos Purification Mantra onto the sky.

"Deeply ingrained cunning requires potent medicine." The clone murmured, a gray-gold orb of light emerging from his palm, revealing the scene of the heart's illusion shattering and obsession dissipating. With a flick of his finger, the orb entered the array's eye and spread out with a roar!

"what--!"

The controlled cultivators in the city screamed in agony, their seven orifices overflowing with grayish-white eerie energy. The eerie energy left their bodies and was refined by Qinghui. Their consciousness returned, and upon seeing the devastation of the city and the corpses of their fellow disciples, they were overwhelmed with regret and grief, collapsing into a weeping sob.

The Lord of the Fire Realm staggered to his knees and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, Dao Lord... for saving my Fire Realm..."

In the Azure Wood Realm, countless trees grew wildly, their branches and leaves transforming into pale tentacles that strangled living beings. A clone pointed, creating a forest, and chaotic life force poured into the earth, bringing spring back to withered trees, sprouting new green buds that struggled for survival against the monstrous wood. A purification spell transformed into a fine rain, causing the monstrous wood to wither, revealing the wood spirit cultivators parasitized within.

……

Li Mu's clones attacked in all directions, his sleeves billowing with chaotic Dao fire, the warm currents reversing the strange tides; the divine pearl's radiance surged, forcing out the strange energy, and the Purification Mantra was cast, causing the strange creatures to scream and collapse.

One after another, chaotic avatars descended, their purifying mantras illuminating all realms. Wherever they went, the treacherous tides temporarily subsided, those under their control gradually awoke, and the strange creatures vanished into nothingness. (End of Chapter)