Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Li Mu pointed to the sky with his left hand and to the ground with his right.

The Dao pattern of "Joy" hangs in the air like a warm sun, sprinkling down sweet rain to nourish the damaged mountains and rivers of Xuanhuang; the Dao pattern of "Happiness" is like a spring breeze, soothing the lingering fear in the hearts of cultivators; the Dao pattern of "Obsession" spreads like green vines, reinforcing the cracks in the boundary wall; the Dao pattern of "Delusion" extends like a staircase, guiding the scattered spiritual energy back to the earth's veins.

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The Xuanhuang Ancient Realm is recovering its vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Enraged, the three-faced demon trembled with all six arms, smashing through the seal of the Chaos Roots. Its Eye of Annihilation opened, staring intently at Li Mu.

Deep within his pupils, an endless abyss of illusion was reflected, where billions of living beings wailed, all realms collapsed and fell into ruin, the Chaos Dao Tree withered, and the Dao Fruits were tainted... All sorts of desperate scenes transformed into a torrent of tangible curses, ignoring spatial distance, and poured directly into Li Mu's sea of ​​consciousness!
This is a "curse" forged by combining the ancient evil remnants of the Myriad Bones Sea, the karmic power of the sinful volcano, and the turbulent flow of time in the Time Ruins Rift. It is specifically designed to attack the Dao heart and erode one's Dao fruit.

Li Mu's figure swayed slightly. In the chaotic starry vortex in his eyes, fear turned grayish-white, hatred turned black, and sorrow turned blue... Various mental Dao patterns flickered violently, appearing and disappearing uncertainly, and his mind was instantly shaken by them.

"When the mind merges with chaos, all thoughts return to their source."

Li Mu closed his eyes and spoke softly, his emotions and Daoist aura swirling around him.

Joyful sunshine transforms into golden fire that burns away evil; angry thunder shatters the illusion of despair; sorrowful moonlight washes away curses; fearful mirror reflects the flaws in one's own Dao heart; hatredful sword slays external demonic invasions; joyful spring breeze stabilizes the soul; infatuated vines entwine the true spirit; delusional steps support the vast sky of Daoist thoughts...

All emotions are for my use; all spells and magic are resources.

Li Mu suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. The chaotic star vortex had returned to calm. He took a step forward, his figure passed through the Xuanhuang boundary wall, and faced the three demonic beings. All the Dao patterns of "Chaotic Mind Form" lit up, evolving into a chaotic mind domain that encompassed all thoughts and emotions, enveloping the demonic beings' bodies within it.

"Your trickery can't harm me!" Li Mu sneered, gesturing, "But would you dare to take a look at my Chaotic Heart Domain?"

After speaking, Li Mu waved his sleeve and suddenly activated the Chaotic Mind Domain. Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, fear, hatred, infatuation, delusion... all kinds of emotions and Daoist charms poured in like a celestial river flowing backward, instantly engulfing the three-sided demonic entity.

The three-faced demon trembled with all six arms raised. The calamity Dao pattern on its left arm burst forth, transforming into a rolling black tide containing the ancient evil resentment accumulated in the sea of ​​countless bones. The sin fire Dao pattern wrapped around its right arm, and the crimson flames burned through the flowing light of emotions. The spacetime Dao marks on its chest intertwined, forming a distorted barrier to resist Li Mu's divine power.

The Dao of Emotions and the Dao of Demons clashed fiercely.

The joyful rain poured down on the dark tide, hissing and crackling, while the burning fire of the heart surged upwards, scorching its soul and consciousness;
The golden lightning of wrath cleaved through the flames of sin, and the true intent of slaying evil pierced straight to the source within the lightning;

The mournful light seeped into the barrier of time and space, stirring up the ancient evil remnants refined deep within the consciousness of the demon, causing a mournful cry to echo.

The mind resonated, the light shattered and reformed, each collision evolving into countless mental images and fragments: the unwilling roar of the fallen ancient evil, the agonizing screams of sinful fire burning away living beings, the despair of being lost in the turbulent flow of time... The scenes rotated like a revolving lantern, impacting the minds of both sides.

Li Mu's mind merged with the Chaotic Mind Domain, and countless emotions and Daoist principles moved as if they were his own arms. His eyes locked onto the three-faced demonic body, which was ten thousand feet tall, and his gaze pierced through layers of Daoist protection, landing on its "Eye of Annihilation".

Deep within the pupils, gray and white lines intertwine, reflecting the illusory images of the heavens. Upon closer inspection, the lines flow with slight hesitation; the left half is pale white, and the right half is pitch black, not truly merging. In the center, an extremely fine crack is faintly visible, like an old wound that has not yet healed.

“As expected, it was not completely integrated…” Li Mu’s mind raced: “The source of corruption is dead and greedy, and the Devouring Realm is violent and destructive. Even though it was forcibly combined by the ancestral patterns of the Ghost Clan, there are still gaps in the depths of its remnant consciousness.”

Li Mu changed his seal technique.

The Chaos Dao Tree's countless branches and leaves swayed in unison, and the Dao patterns of "Sorrow" shone brightly, surging towards the demonic monster like a tide.

This mournful melody penetrates directly to the soul core, depicting the shattering of the Great Evil Ancient Realm, the collapse of the Mother Tree of the Ghost Clan, and the wailing and annihilation of countless ghost creatures in the Chaos Dao Fire—all tragedies personally experienced by the Ancient God of Corruption!
"No...the foundation of our race's ten thousand-year history!"

The face of the source of corruption suddenly trembled violently, and fragments of memory flashed in its pale eyes: the branches of the strange tree in the pastoral realm broke, the source embryo collapsed, and the clan turned into green smoke in the light of purification... The sorrow of the clan's destruction, the hatred of the failed plans, and the desolation of being exiled to the ancient realm were infinitely amplified by the mournful rhyme, like poisonous insects gnawing at the remaining consciousness.

The left half of the tree trunk convulsed, its pale, eerie light flickering erratically, showing signs of detaching from the demonic body.

"Origin of Corruption! Guard your mind!" The three heads of the Devouring World roared in unison, the demonic patterns on its six arms flashed wildly, and the three Dao traces of Calamity, Sin Fire, and Time and Space erupted, trying to suppress the invasion of the Sorrowful Aura.

However, Li Mu's offensive did not stop.

The crimson gold Dao patterns of "Wrath" swirled, condensing into countless bolts of lightning that fiercely cleaved into the demonic soul sea. This rage was specifically designed to unleash savagery—the fury of the ancient god of the Devouring Realm repeatedly thwarted by the Lord of Chaos, the humiliation of being forced into the Ancient Realm of the Great Evil to eke out a living, the manic pleasure of devouring the remains of the ancient evil... All these wild emotions were ignited by the raging thunder, spreading like wildfire!

"The Lord of Chaos... Damn it! Damn it!"

The head in the center of the Devouring World's Face had eyes that seemed to burst with rage, its six arms flailing wildly, and its right half of the demonic body was boiling with evil liquid, as if it wanted to devour the remnants of the corrupted source's consciousness.

The Dao pattern of "jealousy" quietly rose.

Dark purple, like a poisonous vine, seeped into the cracks of will, evolving into a scene of three-sided fusion—the remnant consciousness of the Corruption Source was dragged away, the will of the Devouring Realm took over, and the ancestral runes of the Ghost Clan coldly looked down... In the scene, the cracks of the Corruption Source were wide open in anger, the Devouring Realm grinned wildly, and the Eye of Annihilation in the center watched indifferently.

"By what right... are you in charge?" Dark Purple Jealousy whispered, stirring up the resentment of being devoured and suppressed.

"One body, two souls? I am the master!" The remnant consciousness of the Devouring Realm murmured, arousing its disgust for the other will.

The Dao patterns of "hatred" arrived one after another, arousing the Devouring Realm's contempt for the Corruption Source's indecisiveness and repeated missed opportunities, and awakening their fear and hatred towards the Central Eye of Annihilation—the cold will of that ancestral pattern of the Ghost Clan.

Hatred, like chains, bound the three wills, tightening ever more.

The three-faced demon's ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic body trembled violently.

At the junction of the left half of the eerie tree and the right half of the demonic body, the boundary reappeared, with a pale, eerie light and pitch-black evil liquid colliding violently, splashing filthy sparks.

The Eye of Annihilation shone erratically, its gray and white patterns darting left and right, sometimes revealing the phantom of the source of corruption, sometimes flashing the ferocious faces of the three heads of the Devouring Realm, and sometimes returning to the cold indifference of the Ancestral Mark.

"Roar—!" Both sides roared simultaneously, their voices overlapping yet conveying different meanings.

The left half of the roots curled back, like billions of pale white pythons coiling around the right half of the demonic body; the right half's six-armed demonic fists slammed into the left side of the branches; the Eye of Destruction indiscriminately swept through the mind, tearing apart the flow of emotions and the laws of the demonic path.

Within the realm of the mind, the world is turned upside down.

Li Mu's face was slightly pale as he maintained his mental domain and unleashed various Daoist techniques to attack his enemy. His Daoist energy poured out like a torrent, and his gaze remained sharp as he stared intently at the Eye of Annihilation. At this moment, cracks were clearly visible deep within the pupil, and the five-colored strange source surged chaotically, revealing the core of a gray-white ancestral source.

"This is the moment!"

Li Mu's heart stirred, and his mind completely merged with the Chaos Dao Tree.

"The path of order leads to fruition; the theorem returns to its origin!"

Li Mu let out a low shout, formed hand seals, and activated the power of the Order Dao Fruit, drilling into the core of the Ghost Clan's ancestral origin to forcibly analyze its chaotic and frenzied Ghost Clan laws.

Sensing the danger, the ancestral source of the gray-white ghost race surged violently, emitting the ancient ghost race's wailing. Countless distorted faces struggled to emerge, desperately resisting Li Mu's probing.

The crisis at the ancestral source of the Ghost Clan instantly awakened the will of the three Ghost Demons and the Devouring Realm's original intent, causing them to be greatly alarmed.

"You dare to try and seize my origin!" The face of corruption roared, tearing open its mouth. Ignoring the pain of its demonic body being torn apart, its pale branches snapped off at the roots, turning into billions of bone spikes that shot towards Li Mu with the strange power of space and time.

Enraged, the Devouring Face plunged its six arms into its own chest, forcefully scooping out six pulsating orbs of calamity, sin fire, and temporal evil. With a pinch in mid-air, it merged them into a "mysterious and annihilating evil light" interwoven with gray, red, and silver colors, which pierced straight into Li Mu's brow.

The Eye of Annihilation opened its eyes in fury, gathering all the power of evil and strange origins, and released an extremely refined "cursed beam of light" full of all kinds of evil and resentment. It struck first after being launched, penetrating the layers of barriers in the chaotic heart domain and directly hitting the source of Li Mu's soul!

Three deadly attacks came at him almost simultaneously!
Li Mu's expression changed slightly, and the chaotic Daoist energy erupted suddenly. The towering Daoist tree behind him instantly solidified, its branches twisting and turning, and its billions of leaves flipping and layering, forming a barrier in front of him.

A deafening boom!
The pale bone spikes crashed into the world barrier, exploding into a continuous rain of light; under the tearing of the spatial and temporal patterns, dozens of chaotic leaves shattered, and the small worlds within them wailed and vanished. The monstrous light of annihilation followed closely behind, its three-colored evil power corroding all laws, piercing through hundreds of layers of illusory worlds, reaching the main body, and the light of the curse penetrated physical obstacles, directly entering Li Mu's sea of ​​consciousness!
Li Mu's body trembled violently. Within his sea of ​​consciousness, countless evil spirits and poisons surged like a tide, frantically eroding his Daoist thoughts and spiritual light. The main trunk of the Chaos Dao Tree was struck by the Annihilation Evil Light, causing a loud explosion. The bark cracked and the Dao patterns dimmed. The three main branches snapped off with a "crack," and the Chaos Dao Fruit on the branch shook violently, its surface Dao patterns radiantly diminishing rapidly.

"puff!"

A sweet taste rose in Li Mu's throat, and a wisp of chaotic blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His aura visibly weakened. His blue robe was stained with eerie white stains.

"It's done!" The source of corruption was overjoyed.

"Strike while the iron is hot!" The six arms of the Devouring World Face were raised, unleashing a violent evil source.

Just as the three demonic forces attacked simultaneously, Li Mu suddenly raised his lowered eyes, and deep within them, the chaotic star vortex spun rapidly in reverse! In the center of the star vortex, the originally distinct emotional patterns—warm orange of joy, crimson gold of anger, dark blue of sorrow, and gray-white of fear—now merged together, transforming into a deep gray that was both chaotic and undefined, encompassing all things.

The cursed beams of the Ghost Clan raged through his sea of ​​consciousness, and the myriad ghosts' resentment and poison frantically assaulted his Dao heart. Li Mu's mind sank into an unprecedented state of clarity. His past understandings of "chaos" flowed like a revolving lantern: evolution and death, theorems and order, the inclusion of all things... and just now, his mind merged with all thoughts, incorporating joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness into the resources of Dao.

"Chaos... encompasses everything." Amidst the excruciating pain and the corrosive effects of the strange poison, Li Mu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized: "The source of the strange race is filthy and deathly still, greedy and insane, soul-corroding and defiled... These characteristics are also the 'appearance' of the world."

Once this thought arose, it was like opening a floodgate, and Li Mu suddenly understood!
The Great Dao of Chaos, how can it distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong?
Light and order are chaos, and so is darkness and disorder; the joy of living beings is chaos, and so is resentment and curses!

The origin of the Ghost Clan, that extremely yin, evil, chaotic and insane "ghostly intent," is merely an extreme manifestation of the chaotic and disordered aspect, just like the "fear" and "hatred" in one's mind. It makes people uncomfortable, but it is real and true, and it has always existed in the Great Dao of Chaos!

“Strange… also a manifestation of chaos!” A profound voice of the Great Dao resounded from the depths of Li Mu’s Dao heart.

The Chaos Dao Fruit at the top of the Chaos Dao Tree, which had been dim in luster, suddenly burst forth with unprecedented light, dazzling and containing endless evolutionary gray Dao light. The mysterious gray patterns on the surface of the Dao Fruit, which carried the characteristics of "strange intent", intertwined and merged.

"The mind is in a state of chaos, accept it!"

Li Mu's mind raced, and he actively guided the myriad evil poisons that had invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, the annihilating evil power that was eroding the Dao Tree, and even the cold and eerie aura emanating from the three-faced demons, to be contained within his chaotic mind domain. He then used the newly formed Dao patterns to absorb the strange and evil laws contained within them, such as "chaos," "death," "greed," and "erosion."

At the scorched branches of the Chaos Dao Tree, new buds sprouted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The buds were grayish in color, and on the leaves, Dao patterns similar to those of the Ghost Clan, but even more profound, appeared. As they flowed, they exuded a strange Dao charm that encompassed evil and transformed chaos into order.

On the broken branch, chaotic energy surged and re-condensed, and instinctive Dao patterns that resisted erosion and devoured evil power appeared on the surface of the branch.

The radiance of the Dao Fruit steadily increased, and its pulsating power became more stable and profound. Wherever the hazy Dao light shone, the blood from the corner of Li Mu's mouth flowed back into his body, and his injuries were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he recovered to this state, and his aura was even stronger than before.

"What?" The Face of Corruption was horrified and speechless.

"He...he's absorbing our power?!" The Devourer of Realms was filled with shock and anger, and the evil light waving its six arms seemed to be getting out of control.

Li Mu straightened up, the blood at the corner of his mouth automatically dissipating. He looked intently at the three demonic figures and greeted them with a smile: "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. If it weren't for this, I don't know how long it would have taken me to understand this principle. The Dao of the Demonic Clan is also just dust in the Great Dao. Today, I ask you all to return to chaos."

After speaking, Li Mu formed a hand seal, and the illusory image of the Chaos Dao Tree behind him surged, reaching tens of millions of miles and taking root in the void, disappearing without a trace, vast and boundless.

The atmosphere of the Chaos Dao Tree is different this time. The main trunk is still majestic, penetrating the void. Grayish energy flows and merges among the branches and leaves. Beside the warm sun of joy and the golden thunder of anger, there are faint grayish-white eerie flames leaping, dark red sins flowing, and silver-black fragments of spacetime floating... All kinds of forces that originally belonged to "evil" and "eerie" manifested and coexisted harmoniously under the chaotic Dao rhythm, becoming part of the myriad scenes of the Dao Tree's evolution.

The Dao fruits on the branches are completely blended in gray and gold, transforming into a primordial "primordial color." The Dao patterns on the surface are extremely intricate, possessing both the warp and weft of theorems and order, and endless variables of evolution, while also adding a profound meaning of embracing all evil and transforming chaos into order.

"The Chaotic Heart Domain, where all phenomena converge!"

Li Muqing shouted, and the nature of the expanding chaotic mind domain suddenly changed, evolving into a near-realistic chaotic scene. Amidst the surging earth, wind, water, and fire, a sinister aura lingered. As the pure and impure separated, the wails of vengeful spirits could be seen. In the cycle of creation and destruction, flashes of sinful fire appeared and vanished, projecting a miniature, all-encompassing scene of the nascent chaos directly onto the three demonic figures. (End of Chapter)