Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Zhaobi Cliff.

Beneath the green pines.

The aroma of tea wafted through the air, and wisps of steam rose like clouds, the mountainside quiet and still.

Two women sat on either side of the tea stove.

One of them was a little older, with the face of a beautiful woman, and her eyes and brows had a gentler quality than most people.

A young woman with a face that was neither young nor old, with smooth white hair that reached her waist, and a touch of frost between her brows and eyes that was more pronounced than in ordinary people.

Tread-tap-

The sound of scattered footsteps could be heard from the mountain path behind them.

"Ancestor, they've arrived!" Cang Yue put down her teacup and said.

The white-haired woman nodded.

She casually picked up the teacup in front of her and took a small sip between her jade-like red lips.

Behind her, Jiang Ning's face first came into Cang Yue's view.

His eyes were like those of the sun and the moon, and his body radiated bursts of yin and yang light that continued to expand outwards.

Then Shen Yueru appeared in her line of sight, dressed in red and tall.

"Greetings, seniors!" Jiang Ning greeted the two men with a cupped hand.

"Greetings, Sect Master!" Shen Yueru first bowed to Cang Yue, then bent low to the white-haired woman whose back was only visible, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

“Master Jiang, please take a seat!” Cang Yue stood up and then extended her hand in invitation.

She was not arrogant when facing Jiang Ning.

Because she clearly understood what a primordial spirit immortal represented.

In ancient times, a primordial spirit immortal could be considered equivalent to a true immortal.

Even now, Jiang Ning's cultivation level is equal to that of her, the sect leader of the Crimson Blaze Sword Sect, and is no weaker than her.

Not to mention that Jiang Ning just revealed his identity as one of the ten true disciples of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

She had just learned about the Shangyang Immortal Sect from her own ancestor.

Although this overlord, a giant-level force from ancient times, has been destroyed, such a force, even if its lineage is destroyed, will not be completely wiped out.

For a being great enough, time is not absolute.

Therefore, she understood that this sudden visitor, a true disciple of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, was not to be underestimated, not to mention the significance of reaching this point in this era.

Those who achieve the highest level of immortal foundation and become primordial spirit immortals are truly the most outstanding geniuses.

"Yueru, you sit down too!" Cangyue turned to Shen Yueru and said.

“Yes, Sect Master!” Shen Yueru nodded.

Then, she went to the futon next to Jiang Ning, sat down cross-legged, and faced her sect leader.

Jiang Ning sat cross-legged opposite the white-haired woman.

The yin-yang light around him continued to spread autonomously, layer upon layer, seemingly without end.

"Fellow Daoist, have some tea! This tea is suitable for the primordial spirit and will benefit it!" The white-haired woman picked up the teapot and slowly poured tea into the teacup in front of Jiang Ning. The veins on the back of her hand were prominent, and her five fingers were as white as jade.

Upon closer inspection, Jiang Ning could not see the slightest flaw on the white-haired woman's body.

A strange light flashed in his eyes.

Then, looking at the teacup filled with tea in front of him, he said politely, "Thank you!"

"Ancestor, let me do it!" Shen Yueru saw the delicate hand holding the teapot move in front of her, and she quickly took the teapot with both hands, looking apprehensive.

Seeing this, the white-haired woman did not insist and allowed Shen Yueru to take the teapot.

At that moment, Jiang Ning also picked up the teacup in front of him and took a small sip.

In an instant, his brows furrowed tightly.

An extremely bitter taste exploded in his mouth, a bitterness he had never tasted before in his life.

But the next moment.

The extreme bitterness dissipated and turned into sweetness, and his tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

He then slowly swallowed the tea in his mouth, its sweetness flowing down his throat and into his stomach like a clear spring.

"Excellent tea!" Jiang Ning exclaimed after taking a sip. "It's extremely bitter at first, but then it turns sweet, and the sweet aftertaste is long and lingering!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the white-haired woman directly opposite him.

The woman had a cold expression and very indifferent eyes.

But even now, he could not see the slightest flaw on the woman's face.

"Senior, may I ask if you are an immortal?" Jiang Ning put down his tea and asked.

The white-haired woman nodded towards Jiang Ning with her slightly pointed chin.

hiss--

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning secretly gasped.

Although he had previously guessed that the white-haired woman in front of him was a true immortal, he was still filled with surprise when she confirmed it herself.

"Fellow Daoist, are you not from a blessed land?" The white-haired woman stared straight at Jiang Ning and suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning hesitated for only a moment before nodding.

"Your insight is truly remarkable!"

"No wonder you were so surprised to see me!" The white-haired woman nodded, looking enlightened.

Then he asked, "Is this your first time seeing an immortal, fellow Daoist?"

“Yes!” Jiang Ning nodded again.

"The way you looked at me just now, were you curious about why I have an immortal body?" the white-haired woman asked again.

Jiang Ning nodded again, his expression full of amazement: "Senior is truly amazing!"

The white-haired woman picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

The tea was extremely bitter, and even Jiang Ning couldn't help but frown at its bitterness, but this was not the case on the white-haired woman at all.

She put down her teacup and looked at Jiang Ning again.

"Fellow Daoist, you seem hesitant to speak. What are you wondering about?"

Jiang Ning spoke up: "I would like to borrow your help to take a look at your immortal body, but that would be too presumptuous."

"It's just a matter of looking at hands, nothing special!" the white-haired woman said.

The words fell.

She stretched out her left hand, and the cuff slid down her fair wrist, revealing her slender, snow-white wrist.

If one did not know the identity and strength of the woman in front of them, no one would imagine that such a slender hand could possess the power to move mountains and overturn seas.

"Senior, I apologize for the offense!" Jiang Ning said.

He then reached out and touched the white-haired woman's wrist; it felt like jade.

My fingers ran over it; it was warm and smooth, without the slightest flaw.

Then, he brought his right index and middle fingers together and drew a line towards his forehead.

Although the primordial spirit is now manifesting outwards, the third eye between the eyebrows remains open.

The white light was intense, like smoke and clouds dissipating.

In an instant, the white-haired woman, Cang Yue, and Shen Yueru all focused their gazes on Jiang Ning's brow.

The white-haired woman's gaze sharpened, and her body tensed slightly.

At that moment, she felt that the eye between Jiang Ning's eyebrows seemed to be able to see through his secrets.

"Is he born with extraordinary abilities?" she murmured to herself, looking thoughtfully at Jiang Ning's third eye between his brows.

Jiang Ning quickly lowered his head, refusing to look at anything improper.

His gaze then fell on the white-haired woman's arm.

What he saw at that moment was not cellular particles, nor flesh and blood.

Rather, it is a highly condensed energy factor.

One by one, countless tiny and dazzling particles come together and connect to form the outer shell of the body.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning was shocked.

He instantly gained a new understanding of the immortal body.

He gently massaged the white-haired woman's wrist again.

The touch was exactly the same as that of flesh; he could feel the taut tendons and the bone clinging to the skin beneath his arm. "How does it feel?" the white-haired woman suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Jiang Ning looked up at the white-haired woman.

In an instant, everything was laid bare under the all-seeing eye.

The entire immortal body was flawless, so perfect that it seemed there was no reason for it to exist.

He immediately closed his eyes slightly, and the third eye between his eyebrows also closed.

next moment.

As he opened his eyes, the extraordinary phenomenon of the Heavenly Eye appeared between his brows.

"It feels great!" Jiang Ning said casually, turning his gaze away.

"Fellow Daoist certainly has a keen sense of exploration," the white-haired woman said, picking up her teacup with her other hand.

He then took another sip of tea.

Jiang Ning said, "The immortal body has always existed in ancient books. I have been very curious when I read the books before: why is it necessary to condense an immortal body in order to become a true immortal? And why can the immortal tree be revealed with the help of an immortal body!"

As he spoke, Jiang Ning released his wrist.

"What insights do you have now, fellow Daoist?" the white-haired woman asked.

“It’s not flesh and blood, but highly condensed energy particles!” Jiang Ning said.

“That’s true!” The white-haired woman nodded.

“Senior, there is something I am very curious about!” Jiang Ning asked again.

"What is it?" the white-haired woman asked.

"Immortals are not made of flesh and blood, so how can they have descendants?" Jiang Ning asked. "The books record that immortals also have descendants!"

"In the early days of this world, many great beings were born through conception, their fathers being heaven and their mothers being human. For immortals to have children, the mother only needs to be a mortal!" the white-haired woman said.

"Then a celestial being like you, senior, wouldn't you be..." Jiang Ning began to speak, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he felt it was inappropriate and immediately stopped.

"It's simple!" the white-haired woman said calmly. "If you care about your own bloodline, then you can create a body using your own flesh and blood, and let your primordial spirit reside in it!"

"Thank you so much for your explanation, senior!" Jiang Ning said earnestly.

"Then I also have some doubts that I would like to ask you to clarify," the white-haired woman said after taking another sip of tea.

“Please speak, senior!” Jiang Ning said.

"Fellow Daoist must be from outside the Canglan Realm, right?" the white-haired woman asked.

“Yes!” Jiang Ning nodded.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired woman nodded, but she didn't seem surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, from which realm do you come?" the white-haired woman asked again.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "I don't know!"

"I don't know?"

“I don’t know what realm my world is, it’s not mentioned in the book!” Jiang Ning said.

"I see!" The white-haired woman nodded, then paused, her gaze falling on Jiang Ning. "Fellow Daoist, could you describe to us the world you live in? Although I am stationed in the Crimson Emperor Cave Heaven, I am also curious about the outside world."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning pondered for a moment before slowly speaking: "The world I live in is called Great Xia. It has a vast territory, divided into nine provinces and thirty-six prefectures. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is scarce, almost exhausted. The lineage of immortals has disappeared, and some blessed lands are isolated from the world. The concept of immortals is only mentioned in books. My ability to reach this point is due to a stroke of luck. I obtained the inheritance of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, which has brought me to my current position."

"I see!" The white-haired woman nodded. "No wonder you were so curious about my body after you became a Nascent Soul Immortal."

Jiang Ning smiled but didn't say anything more.

Just then, the white-haired woman spoke again: "Fellow Daoist, now that you are one of the ten true disciples of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, do you have a token to be granted the title of Ten Domain Patrol Angel? If so, could you please give me a Ten Domain Patrol Angel identity token?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning's heart tightened slightly.

In an instant, he understood the white-haired woman's intention.

He also understood why the white-haired woman had been so friendly to him.

Everything is driven by desire and ulterior motives.

The Token of the Ten Realms Patrol Envoy is what this immortal seeks and plots.

Last time, he learned about the effects of the Ten Domains Patrol Angel Token from Haoyang Zhenchuan.

Cross-border communication, exchanging resources and expertise.

Once enough energy is accumulated, a cross-realm passage can be opened, connecting the ten domains.

It also has the function of delivering supplies.

However, the latter two key functions require time to charge before they can be used.

In an instant, his thoughts raced through his mind.

Weighing the pros and cons.

I'm wondering what would happen if such an immortal crossed over to the Great Xia Dynasty.

But in an instant, he made his decision without any impact.

Because in the Great Xia Dynasty, there were countless blessed lands and grottoes.

There are quite a few so-called immortals.

But before that Martial Saint, they could only lie low and quietly wait for the Martial Saint to die of old age.

Even now that the Martial Saint is old and frail, no one has stepped forward voluntarily.

Besides, there are already so many immortals, one more won't make a difference and will have no impact whatsoever.

Not to mention that even if this immortal in front of him really wanted to cross over to the Great Xia with the token of the Ten Domains Patrol Angel, he would need a long time to accumulate energy before he could open the cross-realm passage.

In an instant, he understood everything.

"That's certainly possible, but it will take some time. I can bring it with me on my next visit."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired woman smiled for the first time ever.

"Thank you very much, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing the expression on the woman's face, Jiang Ning said, "Senior, there is actually another question I would like to ask."

“Speak freely!” the white-haired woman said.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning directly asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: a question about the secrets of ancient times.

"Senior, in ancient times, the world underwent a great change. Why did it all happen?"

The words fell.

The white-haired woman's expression suddenly turned serious, and then she slowly shook her head.

"Actually, I don't know the answer to this question either."

"Senior doesn't know either?" Jiang Ning was taken aback, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

The white-haired woman spoke up: "It's not that I'm deceiving you, fellow Daoist. In fact, I may have known this matter before, or I may have known it countless times, but I still don't know it now."

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Ning asked, looking puzzled.

"Do you know that there are four realms of immortals?" the white-haired woman asked.

"I understand!" Jiang Ning nodded.

“That makes things simple!” the white-haired woman said, continuing, “You should also know that above the True Immortal level, ordinary people forget them as soon as they see them, unable to remember their faces.”

Jiang Ning nodded as well.

He had already experienced this countless times.

He had seen the Moon Palace woman in the Water Moon Sword Palace time and time again, but he forgot her again and again.

Only after he achieved the status of a primordial spirit immortal did he see clearly and remember the face of that woman from the moon palace.

"The great changes in the world during ancient times involved levels far too high, while our level is far too low! We are too low, and even if we try to understand them, we will be constantly forgotten. No matter how much we understand, it will all be in vain," the woman said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning immediately understood why many powerful figures had told him there was no need to know too much.

There are too many layers; even if you know them, you'll forget them, and no memory will remain.

"Then who is Granny Bai?" He suddenly recalled the things he had talked about with Granny Bai's paper doll avatar at the beginning.

When his strength was too low, those strong people were not much different from the truly strong and weak in his eyes.

Now I know.

Even the immortal before him knew nothing of the secrets of ancient times.

"But it's also possible that she doesn't want to say!" Another thought flashed through Jiang Ning's mind.

He then calmed himself down.

"Thank you for your clarification, senior!" (End of Chapter)