Ming Dynasty: Emperor Wanshou is cultivating immortality!

fairyland.

Jiajing ignored the sixteen ascenders who were still exploring the fairyland and making various attempts, but walked between heaven and earth in his real body, carefully feeling everything in the fairyland.

At this time, Jiajing was wearing a plain long gown and a pair of ordinary linen shoes. He did not look like an emperor with any grace and elegance, but rather like a middle-aged scholar.

"Click."

My feet stepped on the cracked red earth, and every step raised fine sulfur dust.

Look up.

Jiajing stood in front of an extremely large cenote, quietly looking at everything below. The size of this cenote alone was enough to hold a star no smaller than the Earth.

That is to say, at this moment, Jiajing is the body of the creator of the world, and his Dharma body is huge, so this tiankeng does not seem big in front of him.

Below the tiankeng are abandoned ancient buildings, broken walls and piles of bones.

However, Jiajing's gaze was fixed on the stone gate in the center of the pit.

Waves of spatial fluctuations emanated from it.

Looking through the stone gate, he penetrated the laws of space deep inside and saw the scene inside.

Above the sky, three huge fairy mountains entangled by black vines were quietly suspended, and strange laws were everywhere between heaven and earth.

And on the fairy mountain in the middle, two ancient characters are flashing: "Yaochi".

"Named after Yaochi, judging from its scale, this place was also the base of the top forces in the fairy world back then..." Jiajing slowly spread his hands, and a half-melted crystal on the ground came onto his palm.

Interlace your thumb and index finger, gently pinch the stone surface, and slowly close your eyes.

Then, images flashed through his mind.

As the new ancestor of creation, with just a thought in his mind, his gaze had already penetrated the long river of time and reached the past.

Jiajing saw the past and understood that this place was once the sacred land of Yao Chi, one of the top forces in the fairy world.

What comes into view is a huge fairy lake, and the entire fairy lake is the entrance to the holy land of Yaochi.

The morning light is breaking.

The first ripples appeared on the surface of Fairy Lake.

White jade arch bridges extend radially from the island in the middle of the lake. Each bridge railing is inlaid with colored glaze beads, which gradually change color with the sun's shadow and now glows a light golden color like the morning glow.

The lake water is not ordinary green, but is formed by the confluence of seven spiritual springs, merging with the ice and snow water from the distant icebergs to form an icy blue.

The Jade Dew of the Yaochi Lake was milky white, and on the huge fairy trees by the lake, fairy flowers were blooming, bathed in silver light.

Undercurrents, carrying star sand, cloud fluff, thunder marrow and earth fire, drew a flowing Tai Chi diagram at the bottom of the lake.

The huge dragon-shaped jade pillar propped up the entire sky. The dragon pattern on the pillar was not a dead object, but stretched out with the rising and setting of the sun and the moon.

The Jade Dragon on the east raised its head and spurted out clear spring water, and golden lotus blossomed where the water drops fell; the Jiaolong on the south swung its tail to stir the clouds, which condensed into a auspicious cloud ladder in mid-air; the Yinglong on the west opened his eyes, and the golden light emitted from his pupils could illuminate the cause and effect of the three realms; as night fell, the Candle Dragon in the north opened its mouth, and the chaotic air it exhaled nourished the entire fairy forest.

The island in the middle of the lake floats in the mist.

Nine layers of jade steps lead to the glazed palace.

Each step was engraved with ancient runes. When the fairy child stepped on them barefoot, the runes turned into fireflies and flew around his feet.

The mother laurel tree in the center of the island is tens of thousands of feet tall, and its bark is naturally covered with Taoist patterns.

Crystal butterflies perched on the branches, their transparent wings engraved with markings. A slight tremor of their wingtips shook off stardust, which piled up into a galaxy-like fragment of light at the roots of the trees.

Schools of silver-scaled fish swam around the spring. These spiritual creatures looked like they were made of mercury, and their fins left light golden water marks wherever they passed.

When they wag their tails collectively, tidal waves of sound surge up on the lake surface, and fairy sounds flow out and float in the air.

"Wow!"

An extremely fat red-finned golden carp broke out of the water.

This meter-long koi leaped into the air, and its scales lit up one after another, revealing a mysterious star map under its belly.

"Roar!" It opened its mouth and spit out bubbles that hung in the air. In each bubble was trapped a lotus that was about to bloom, with the moonlight from the previous night still condensed on the bud.

The west bank of Xianhu Lake.

The glazed mountains were glowing with colorful fairy light. The Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart sleeping deep in the veins was beating regularly, and every tremor made the mountain glow with rainbow light.

The mining immortal slaves, holding pickaxes and rulers made of unknown materials, ride on crystal butterflies to travel through the caves.

When the tip of the ruler touches the crystal vein, tadpole-shaped innate runes will emerge on the mine wall, and the immortal slaves will then knock along the rune veins.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Every crisp sound caused the mountain to resonate, and the broken glass fragments condensed into mysterious patterns in the air.

Edge of laurel forest.

A silver dragon hovering like a pillar was sleeping soundly at the intersection of the spiritual veins. The breath it exhaled turned into nectar, nourishing the three thousand kinds of fairy herbs in the forest.

Elves wearing laurel wreaths shuttled among them. Their silver-white hair was thinner than spider silk, but could carry a medicine hoe weighing hundreds of pounds.

The oldest elf held the lotus pod of the Chaos Green Lotus. The nine lotus seeds in the pod were absorbing the essence of the earth veins. Each lotus seed corresponded to a kind of innate five elements power.

What a top force in the fairy world, the Holy Land of Yao Chi!
Even though Jiajing was already the founder of the world at this moment, when he saw these, he couldn't help but admire them sincerely in his heart.

It can be said that the various scenes of the sacred land of Yao Chi before him satisfied all his previous fantasies about the fairyland.

His eyes swept over.

The image of a top force in the fairy world in its former heyday quickly flashed before Jiajing's eyes.

After a moment, Jiajing withdrew his gaze, opened his eyes, and saw the desolate sacred land of Yaochi in front of him again.

"It would be a pity to disappear such a fairyland," Jiajing said, "Come back."

"Crash."

Almost at the moment when Jiajing finished speaking, the sound of running water began to be heard.

The tiankeng, which had long dried up, had now turned into a vast blue lake.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of white jade arch bridges extend from the island in the middle of the lake, and each bridge railing is inlaid with glass beads that change color with the sun's shadow.

Transparent silver-scale fish swim at the bottom of the lake. The bubbles they exhale rise to the surface and turn into dewy lotus flowers.

"Boom." A rumble like muffled thunder came from deep in the earth. The dry riverbed suddenly trembled violently, and countless crystal veins broke out of the ground like green bamboo shoots.

These crystal pillars are not ordinary stalagmites, but fragments of jade pillars supporting the Yao Chi fairyland. At this moment, they are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye they are recast into sky-high jade pillars.

Lake water gurgles out from the gaps between the crystal columns.

In the distance, the ground cracked open, snow-capped mountains rose from the ground, and from afar, cold air could be seen rolling down like a torrent.

When the cold air fell into the lake, the snow lotus bloomed instantly.

With Xianhu Lake as the center, life suddenly returned to the area within a radius of tens of millions of miles, and a fairyland reappeared at this moment.

Jiajing stood by the Fairy Lake, looking at the rebuilt Yaochi fairyland in front of him, his serious face relaxed slightly.

With an idea in his mind, Jiajing reached his hand into the water.

A small fish with golden scales and red fins mistook his finger for bait and kept pecking at it.

"Heh." Jiajing couldn't help but chuckle. The divine power at his fingertips turned into starlight and fell into the lake. In an instant, thousands of koi broke out of the water, and each scale reflected a different star map.

Afterwards, a star bridge was formed above the Fairy Lake.

After recasting the Fairy Lake, Jiajing's gaze fell on the stone gate in the center of the Fairy Lake, which exuded a strange aura.

The strange laws within became increasingly active at this moment, but were appeased by Jiajing's will.

Jiajing will have to deal with these viruses sooner or later, but not now. What he has to do next is to rebuild the fairyland.

After all, the people of the Ming Dynasty will enter the fairyland in the future. This is the last thing he will do for the Ming Dynasty after he retires in the future.

Starting from the fairyland of Yaochi, Jiajing walked all the way from west to east and came to the fairyland ruins in the next area.

Moreover, judging from its scale, it is no smaller than the previous Yao Chi Fairyland. It is obvious that it was also a top force in the past.

The black robes swept across the red earth, and the surging air waves automatically calmed down three feet around him.

"Boom boom boom." Under his feet were solidified magma crystals, and in the distance the extinct volcano was like the remains of a broken giant sword, with sword marks left at the fractures from being melted by high temperatures. Even though who knows how many years have passed, there was still a blazing heat rising and burning.

Jiajing squatted down, his fingertips brushed over a certain charred rock layer, and his mind penetrated deep into the ground like mercury. He saw and heard eternity, and instantly knew everything about this place.

This was once the largest spiritual fire vein in the fairy world.

When the cultivators from the fairy world forge their own magical weapons here, the magma will automatically condense into a forging platform.

Images flashed quickly through my mind.

Tens of thousands of natal spirit fires were suspended throughout the valley.

There were cultivators riding fire dragons that shuttled through the clouds. The fire spirit liquid gushing out of the crater condensed into red crystal rain in the air. When the raindrops fell to the ground, they turned into fire spirit marrow, nourishing the entire mineral vein.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Jiajing raised his hand and grabbed, and the sound of chains breaking came from deep in the earth veins.

That is the strange law of virus condensation.

At this moment, Jiajing wanted to reshape this paradise, so naturally he had to eliminate the strange rules.

"Roar!" Countless sleeping fire spirit veins let out low roars like awakening dragons.

"Crash." At the moment when the magma flowed back into the earth's crust, he lightly uttered the word "condense". The scorched earth faded from black, and the new rocks showed red lines. It was a sign that the Fire Spirit Crystal was initially formed.

"Swish!" When the first fireweed emerged from the crevice, Jiajing used his sword to cut off half of his sleeve.

The moment the cloth fell to the ground, the entire earth was filled with golden flames, but it was not burning, but compressing the fire spirit energy into liquid. In an instant, red crystal raindrops fell from the sky.

"Kakakaka."

In the distance, the volcano peeled off its rock crust, revealing a crystal-clear fire jade mountain. Dark golden lines flowed on the surface of the mountain, which were the marks of the reverse scales left by the ancient fire dragon.

Jiajing flicked his sleeves and turned around. The gust of wind brought by his sleeves condensed the rain of fire into a phoenix totem, which sank into the new fire jade. A clear dragon roar came from deep in the mountain, echoing the sound of his footsteps.

This is the land's way of retaining and bidding him farewell after it came back to life.

However, as the newly-crowned founder of the world, Jiajing had to reshape the fairyland and then deal with the virus that had already merged with the fairyland. He had no time to stay.

Take a step forward and move space.

When he appeared again, Jiajing had arrived at a desolate ice field.

The moment he stepped onto the ice field, frost instantly condensed on his robe, almost under the influence of the power of the law.

Jiajing looked at the strange ice crystal forest in front of him, each ice edge reflected a distorted human figure.

Those were the residual souls of cultivators who had been frozen here for who knows how many years. Some of them were still holding hand seals, while others were holding ice magic weapons that were about to take shape.

Close your eyes and see and hear eternity.

The next moment, all the past scenes of this place flashed through my mind one by one.

This place was once the most mysterious ice forbidden area in the fairy world.

This is a world governed by the laws of ice, and inside the ice crystal forest, there live a large number of ice creatures.

Unfortunately, under the erosion of the virus, strange laws came into being, the ice laws were infected, and the races in the ice crystal forest were instantly destroyed.

"Come back." Jiajing sighed softly, and used his fingers as a pen to write thunder seals in the void.

"Swish!" The colorful aurora tore through the icy clouds, and light rain fell over the ice field.

The frozen ice creatures began to melt, not into water, but into brilliant star sand forming a huge magic array, with the ancient ice laws flowing in the array patterns.

"Boom!"

When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds, the ice dragon broke out of the ground, its entire body entwined with the fire of Nirvana. The ice crystals suspended between the dragon's horns were precisely the ice dragon's reverse scales that had been sealed for ten thousand years.

Jiajing looked at the hovering ice dragon and flicked his fingertips. The hundreds of miles of ice field frozen by the dragon's breath turned into ice marrow. The remaining soul reshaped its body in the ice marrow and turned into meteors and scattered. At this time, he had already turned and walked towards the next domain. The ice dragon's grateful chanting came from behind him.

The Ice Clan was a unique race in the Immortal Realm. Jiajing had erased their memories of the catastrophe, except for the Ice Dragon that was transformed by the Ice Law and knew everything.

This area is regarded as the filthy and corrupt place of the fairy world.

The foul smell automatically dissipated when it was three feet around Jiajing. He walked forward on the floating poisonous lotus leaves. The miasma on his clothes turned into colorful spots of light, and when he fell into the swamp, he gave birth to fluorescent mushrooms.

A heavy black iron sword in a swamp caught his attention. On the sword, there were three large characters "Tian Du Zong" engraved on it.

Seeing and hearing the eternal world, various scenes about the "Sky Poison Sect" flashed quickly in his mind.

This is a sect that uses poison to prove its truth. Thousands of years ago, the "Huangquan Yin" that could poison and kill "Xuanxian" level people was refined here.

"Disperse." Jiajing uttered a word lightly.

Groups of poisonous earthworms emerged from under the rotten wood. These dark creatures spit out colorful mucus. Wherever they passed, black water turned into spiritual springs. The air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance, which was the spiritual energy after the poisonous miasma was purified. When the first poisonous miasma lotus bloomed, the clouds of poisonous miasma turned into holy clouds of detoxification. The figures of ancient poison cultivators could be vaguely seen in the clouds. They were practicing the lost "Ten Thousand Poisons Returning to the Origin" formation.

Afterwards, Jiajing pointed out with one finger that all the inheritances of the former "Tiandu Sect" were condensed into a monument.

Everything in the fairyland will belong to the people of the Ming Dynasty who ascend to the fairyland in the future, so Jiajing will not resurrect those people.

This was his selfish desire as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Well, this kind of selfishness is open and aboveboard, and there is no need to conceal it.

Afterwards, Jiajing looked towards the poisonous gas of the "Decay Swamp".

Under his gaze, the poisonous spirits were kneeling and praying awkwardly, as if they were afraid of being wiped out.

"All living things, visible and invisible, exist for a reason. You don't have to be afraid. Just be at ease."

"Hua La La..." After being comforted by Jiajing, the poisonous spirit cheered, the poisonous gas boiled, and it moved closer to Jiajing intimately.

This is the attachment of the Law to the “Father of Mercy.”

Jiajing walked on the waves, and the poisonous miasma automatically avoided him wherever he passed. After he left, the deadly toxins had turned into detoxifying liquid, nourishing the new swamp creatures.

A certain lotus-shaped poisonous weed even produced the "Nine-turn Resurrection Fruit" that could bring the dead back to life, waiting for the right person to pick it, or it would transform itself and become the king of this corrupt swamp.

But these are not Jiajing's concerns.

Jiajing did not stop and continued walking to the next place in the fairyland.

This time, he came to a special forbidden place where the laws of the fairyland were condensed, where the ladder to heaven was located.

A half-suspended white jade staircase comes into view.

Seeing and hearing eternity, various images of this place flashed quickly through my mind.

This ladder is paved with 9,999,000 jade bricks of laws, each of which is engraved with a different law of heaven. When the monks climb it, every step they take will trigger a resonance of the laws.

Some had an epiphany on the spot, while others’ bodies collapsed.

The fairy spirit is strong here. It is one of the blessed places in the fairy world. As long as you step on the steps, you can get benefits. It can be regarded as an indiscriminate reward from the fairy world to all races and creatures.

This kind of blessed land also exists in the world of cultivating immortals.

The fundamental reason is actually simple. Heaven and earth gave birth to all things, and they would not give birth without nurturing. There will always be natural gifts.

These gifts are the nourishment provided to all living beings.

Of course, the gift from heaven and earth is not that simple. Not everyone can enjoy it. It requires testing.

This is also the reason why many blessed places are mostly in some forbidden areas.

The "ladder to heaven" in front of you is this kind of mansion.

"Go." Jiajing flicked his fingers, and a law, mixed with the law of time and space, formed a chain to connect the scattered jade bricks again. Wherever the chain passed, water-like ripples appeared in the space.

When he stepped onto the stairs, the law of gravity became invalid. When Jiajing stepped onto the stairs, the white jade bricks automatically generated runes under his feet.

The laws of time and space were distorted. He saw a figure a hundred years later, but he treated it as just a passing cloud. He corrected the flow of time with a light tap of his fingertips.

The red line of cause and effect was tied around his wrist. Seeing this scene, Jiajing couldn't help but smile. He was slightly startled, but he didn't blame him for the offense. He just said lightly: "How can my cause and effect be determined by you?"

Continuing forward, a spiral ladder like a galaxy appeared automatically. Jiajing looked at the sentient beings practicing on the stairs and waved his sleeves to send the stars that had deviated from their orbits back on track. The body of a certain cultivator that was about to explode was restored to its original state as he waved his sleeves.

Afterwards, these monks transformed into heroic souls, sank into the Ladder to Heaven, and achieved eternal spiritual life.

He would not allow human beings to appear in the fairy world again, and there would be no memories left before the catastrophe era.

However, Jiajing did not kill them all. As long as there were heroic souls in some sectarian relics, their memories were changed and they were immortalized in another way.

Stopping and walking along the way, time has no effect on Jiajing. It could be just a moment, or it could be tens of thousands of years.

The fairyland is very, very big, and even a golden fairy-level cultivator would not be able to walk the entire path patiently.

However, Jiajing walked alone between heaven and earth, constantly repairing the ruined fairyland.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Jiajing was already standing outside the fairyland. He spread out his palms, and a fairyland light ball appeared in his palms.

The fairyland at this time, unlike the desolate state before, has long since recovered its former prosperity and heyday.

But for Jiajing, this was far from enough.

Because at this time, he was just restoring the fairy world's previous prosperity, but there was no change at all.

Take the original "Yao Chi Wonderland" for example. Deep in Yao Chi, the strange laws have not changed at all.

"The next step is to eliminate this virus that has already merged with the origin of the fairyland." Jiajing's mind moved, and the fairyland in his palm completely changed.

It became weird and twisted, yet seemed to be restrained by something, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

Jiajing naturally knew that it was because of the suppression of his own will that these strange laws did not erupt.

If the evil thoughts of the Creator still existed, he would have started to act long ago, but now I am the Creator.

above the sky.

Jiajing sat upright on the chaotic cloud couch.

The fingertips hold up the palm-sized fairyland.

Jiajing does things as soon as he thinks of them, and he does them without any hesitation. Now he is the master of the Tao.

As long as he wants, he can reshape the world in a single thought.

What he needed at this moment was to use gentle means to completely eliminate the virus, or even make use of it.

In the first attempt, Jiajing decided to use the spiritual root system as bait, allowing the virus to analyze the spiritual root system, and then the two "Tao" would merge.

This was something he had decided long ago.

With a thought, the laws of the spiritual root system were taken out separately. Jiajing then copied the exact same way and put the laws of the spiritual roots in the human world back.

"Go!" Jiajing waved his hand lightly, and the spiritual root laws began to merge with the fairy world.

"Buzz!"

Between heaven and earth, a ripple was rippling in the dark.

However, for today's empty fairyland, no living creature would notice this kind of change.

Perhaps those unintelligent immortal plants, or birds and beasts have instinctive soul fluctuations, but they will not care too much.

After all, it takes time for the virus to analyze the spiritual root system, so Jiajing used the power of the Great Dao to speed up the flow of time.

In a flash, thousands of years have passed.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, the virus has merged with the spiritual root laws at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a completely new law.

However, this law has become more bizarre than before, and even more powerful.

Jiajing's gaze turned towards the fairyland, somewhere in the Yaochi fairyland.

A fairy mineral vein that was originally filled with rich fairy energy has now mutated into a pitch-black color.

Not only that, these mutated spirit veins are constantly attracting and madly devouring the pure fairy spirit energy around them to strengthen themselves. Afterwards, a continuous stream of black sticky liquid with a gurgling fishy smell seeps out from around them.

"It's a brand new strange law, but it also contains a brand new system of cultivation..." In Jiajing's eyes, the laws of the Tao condensed and flowed, and he saw through the essence of it in an instant.

Afterwards, Jiajing began to try to strip away the laws, or more precisely, to separate this new "Tao" from the current laws of the fairy world.

After all, the virus itself is one of the origins of the fairy world. The spiritual root system is injected into the fairy world and combined with it to form a new practice system, which is naturally also a new "Tao".

Including the "natal system", "spiritual root system" and the third system that has appeared now, there are already three systems.

A web woven with the threads of law appears at the fingertips.

Afterwards, Jiajing began to peel off the laws. Every time the thread of the laws was pulled away, the heaven and earth would tremble violently.

When the last chain of laws broke, a brand new black sphere had solidified on the edge of the fairyland in the palm.

Gazing at the laws that were being extracted from his hands and the condensed sphere, Jiajing looked towards the fairyland on the other side.

The virus did not completely disappear. As he watched, he could clearly see that the virus had only been reduced in part.

At the same time, the origin of the fairy world also became a little less because of the extraction of the black sphere.

Of course, this reduction is not clear-cut.

However, it can be seen clearly in front of Jiajing, the founder of the world.

This kind of change may be difficult for many creatures to understand. For example, the fairy world could originally give birth to 10,000 real dragons, but because of this change, only 800 may be born.

What is reduced is the potential, the upper limit, and other conceptual aspects. The reason for this is the reduction in the origin.

But it’s no big deal, the fairyland is still the fairyland.

"The origin of the virus has indeed decreased. The reduced origin is combined with the spiritual root system to form a new system..." Jiajing thought about it, and then he had an idea.

The fingertips fluctuated again, and pure essence was drawn out from the "black ball". After this pure essence was drawn out, the black ball was obviously much smaller.

Afterwards, Jiajing sent this extracted origin into the fairyland.

"Sure enough, the virus's origin is still ineffective under my will, and with this new injection of origin, the Immortal Realm has also grown stronger compared to when it was extracted."

"In other words, what I am doing now is purification!" Thinking of this, Jiajing already had a mature purification system in his mind.

"Since a brand new system has appeared, it is equivalent to extracting the origin of the virus. If it is extracted a few more times, the virus will be completely extracted from the fairyland."

“After that, we can extract the new system, purify its origin, and send it to the fairyland as compensation. As for the new system…” As he spoke, Jiajing looked at the black sphere that had become much smaller, and he did have a new arrangement in his mind.

"Since it is a brand new system, why not create another world, and then create all living things, using this system as the foundation for the cultivation of the living beings in this world?"

That’s right, this is Jiajing’s plan, to create the world!

He did it as he thought. Soon, Jiajing sent the black ball in his hand into the fairyland and let it combine with the virus.

As expected, he was not disappointed. Soon, a new system was born. However, after the withdrawal this time, a dark green ball of light was formed.

At this time, the fairyland is shrinking, and there are not many viruses in the fairyland. It is estimated that they can be completely eliminated after two more extractions.

Jiajing ignored all this and purified the essence from the dark green light ball and then sent it into the fairyland.

The fairyland, which had been shrinking, has grown back a bit.

Then, Jiajing sent the newly extracted dark green cultivation system into the fairyland to analyze and integrate the virus.

A light ball appeared in a pale blue color mixed with some white.

"This is the last time." Repeat the previous operation, purify the origin, and send it into the fairyland.

Afterwards, the power of time was activated, and another ten thousand years passed. This time, the source of the virus was completely extracted.

Looking at the fourth gray ball of light, Jiajing purified the origin and sent it into the fairyland, then he looked at the four balls of light in front of him.

Black, dark green, blue, gray.

At this point, the virus that had been ravaging the fairy world and was of the same origin as the fairy world was completely extracted and eliminated, which took a total of 40,000 years.

Of course, these forty thousand years were only four hours to the outside world. It was just that Jiajing used the laws of the Tao to speed up the flow of time.

"Four systems, four worlds," Jiajing said softly, looking at the four balls of light in front of him, "Counting the fairyland and the human world, there will be six realms from now on..."

"..." (End of this chapter)