Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The sun sets in the west, and dusk is approaching.

Chen Huangpi winced in pain and limped out of Huangni Alley.

Master went too far.

I am his own disciple!
"All I did was say that once I become the Dao Lord, I will make all cultivators in the world take me as their standard. What did I do wrong?"

"My master had already stopped, but after hearing what I said, he beat me up again."

Chen Huangpi said indignantly, "Huang Er, I suspect that Master is targeting me!"

"That's not all, he's targeting me!"

The brass oil lamp said aggrievedly, "I have always respected the abbot the most. I don't have any grand ideals or ambitions. I only speak ill of the abbot behind his back. But look how badly I was beaten."

"Look at this, my lamp body is dented in several places, and it can't be repaired. Now anyone who sees it will say it's trash."

"Huang Er, don't be sad."

Upon seeing this, Chen Huangpi quickly comforted him, saying, "In my eyes, you are not trash. You are my good brother, my family, and the most powerful magic weapon in the world."

"Thank you, Chen Huangpi."

The brass oil lamp was moved and said with gratitude, "I knew you wouldn't laugh at me."

"Huang Er, what are you saying?"

Chen Huangpi's eyes widened, and he said seriously, "Aren't you going to ask me if what I just said is true or false?"

"So what you said is true?"

"Of course it's fake. I haven't settled the score with you for tattling on me yet."

At this point, Chen Huangpi's expression changed, and he sneered, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

The brass oil lamp was furious and grabbed Chen Huangpi by the neck: "You Chen Huangpi, I did tattle on you, but you also repeated all the bad things I said."

"If it weren't for you, we would have avoided an hour of beatings!"

"That's not what you said when you were getting beaten!"

Chen Huangpi sneered incessantly, then tucked the head of the brass oil lamp under his arm and said in a mocking manner, "Master, you don't know, Chen Huangpi has recently become so arrogant that he thinks he's second to none."

“But he is Huang Tian, ​​he is the eldest and second eldest.”

"He doesn't even respect you as his master. Tell me, are these your exact words?"

"So what if I am? Let's fight if you dare, without using any magic, are you brave enough?"

"Heh, you can't beat Master, but you can't beat Huang Er, huh?"

"You surnamed Chen, you think I'm afraid of you? Take this!"

"Ah, Huang Er, you're so cunning, you kicked my butt."

"Ouch, Ben Deng's eyes! You actually threw lime into my eyes!"

As soon as they left Huangni Alley, Chen Huangpi got into a fight with the brass oil lamp.

They'll use any underhanded tricks or dirty tricks they can think of.

Just fighting.

Chen Huangpi became anxious because he only had two hands and two feet.

But brass oil lamps can grow countless hands and feet.

As the saying goes, two fists can't beat a thousand hands. Before long, Chen Huangpi was in a complete state of defeat and immediately activated the Dog Taming Technique, turning the brass oil lamp into a big yellow dog.

The man and the dog were locked in a fierce struggle.

In an instant, besides punching and kicking each other, they even started barking wildly.

Fortunately, footsteps echoed from inside the muddy alley.

A tall, thin, and white-haired evil Taoist priest, dressed in a black Taoist robe, slowly walked out.

"Master, what a coincidence, you're here too."

"Oh my, Abbot, where are you going so late at night? Oh right, Chen Huangpi and I have cleaned up the ground, so your shoes won't get dirty."

The filthy old man and the brass oil lamp separated with lightning speed, pretending that nothing had happened.

The evil Taoist glanced at the man and dog, frowned and said, "I need to go back to the temple to get some things. You two, sigh, at least tidy yourselves up. You're not children anymore. What kind of behavior is this, always so sloppy?"

Having said that, the evil Taoist took a step forward and disappeared.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp exchanged a glance, both seeing the resentment in each other's eyes. At this moment, they dared not continue their fight and barking, and immediately became inseparable good brothers again.

“Hey, you’re covered in dust, let me brush it off for you.”

"Huang Er, why are your eyes swollen? And you've turned into a big yellow dog. I told you a long time ago not to practice the Dog Taming Scripture, but you wouldn't listen. Sigh, I'll turn you back right now."

Soon, Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp's relationship was restored to normal.

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "Perhaps I shouldn't treat Huang Er like this. Although it tattles on me, it's always thinking of me the rest of the time."

The brass oil lamp regretted it: "I grew up with Chen Huangpi. He has many excessive things to do, but was what I did right?"

"Huang Er".

"My family."

Chen Huangpi sighed, wiped the moss off his face, removed the broken brick from his head, and said earnestly, "This time it was my fault, I did something wrong. Don't take it to heart. We'll still be good friends and good brothers."

"Hey, we're all family, why be so formal?"

The brass oil lamp, its dark eye sockets gleaming, spat out a mouthful of oil and chuckled, "As the saying goes, flies don't land on eggs without cracks. I think the reason we got beaten up is because we started fighting amongst ourselves."

"Next time, let's work together and just say nice things about each other. The abbot is getting senile; we can just coax him and it will pass."

"Okay, let's do it this way next time."

……

The crimson moon hangs high in the sky, and night quietly falls.

Under the cover of night.

Chen Huangpi arrived at the Du family's old house.

But this time was different from before. There were no guards at the entrance of the Du family's old residence, and people from the aristocratic families were secretly spying on them.

"That's strange, where are the others from before?"

"Who cares? It's good that no one's around. We don't even need to use the Concealment Technique."

The brass oil lamp didn't care about any secret guards.

The ability to conceal itself requires lamp oil to activate, and since it's been beaten into this sorry state today, even the lamp oil has been spilled, so naturally it's best to conserve as much as possible.

Strange to say.

Although Chen Huangpi could use these methods he learned from the precious treasures of the Pure Immortal Temple, it was only because of the Dog-Raising Sutra that he could activate them through the lamp body.

Without it, not a single dried tangerine peel can be used.

And he still hasn't mastered the posture.

Even the fake body of Huang Yi, the Golden Sky Lantern, could not be activated by Chen Huangpi.

We entered the Du family's old house.

Chen Huangpi sniffed, and his brows immediately furrowed.

He smelled a very unpleasant odor.

"It's death energy."

The brass oil lamp squinted and whispered, "A very strong aura of death is coming from that main hall. I saw it, old man Du seems to be dead."

That's what it said.

Chen Huangpi's heart skipped a beat, and in a flash, he appeared at the entrance of the main hall of the Du family's old house.

Push the door open.

With a creaking sound, accompanied by the clanking of the door hinges, a gust of cold wind swept into the hall, and Chen Huangpi immediately took in everything around him.

It's only been a few days since we last met.

The lobby appeared dilapidated, with a layer of dust piled on the chairs on both sides.

Moss has also grown on the bluestone slabs on the ground.

Damp and cold.

On the left, in the main seat, sat an old man with skin as pale as paper, a blank expression, and large patches of congealed blood on the ground in front of him. He sat stiffly, motionless, and looked like he had long since lost his life.

"Du Rugui is dead?"

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed, incredulously saying, "Who did this? He's quite powerful, possesses immortal energy, and has that magic weapon. Ordinary people shouldn't be a match for him at all!"

Chen Huangpi's face turned very pale.

Although he had only met Du Rugui twice, he still had a very good impression of this eccentric old man.

He's a very interesting person.

Most importantly, Du Rugui is a fortune teller, and we need to rely on him to find the Yin Earth.

Chen Huangpi was furious.

He wasn't angry that no one was helping him find a place of darkness.

At worst, we just won't use the Six Yin Gods anymore.

What angered him was that although Du Rugui mingled with the powerful families and colluded with the Emperor of Dakang, he always kept to himself and had even helped him once.

Now, Du Rugui has died quietly.

Chen Huangpi really had the urge to draw his sword and kill someone.

"Look."

At this moment, the brass oil lamp pointed at Du Rugui's chest and said, "This is his middle dantian, but now it has been opened, and the immortal energy inside has disappeared."

Du Rugui is a cultivator, but his cultivation level is only Nascent Soul.

His true essence resides in the lower dantian, also known as the sea of ​​qi.

He couldn't absorb the celestial energy.

It is stored in his middle dantian, which is essentially the same principle as the thunderous tribulation in Chen Huangpi's eyes.

However, when Du Rugui makes a move, he mixes his true essence with a trace of immortal energy, making his power even greater, far stronger than that of an ordinary city god.

In addition, there are those methods of worshipping the spirit that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

In this capital city, there are few who are more capable than him.

This is why the patriarchs of powerful families revered him, and why the Emperor of Dakang was wary of him.

Chen Huangpi said coldly, "Huang Er, you are the Nine Netherworld Lamp, can you make the dead talk?"

"Yes, but he's been dead for several days."

The brass oil lamp said helplessly, "I suppose they can't tell us how to find the Yin Earth."

“It doesn’t matter, I just want to know who killed him.”

"This is simple."

The brass oil lamp nodded, and the flame of its burning wick flickered for a moment before turning into ghost fire.

The main hall of the Du family suddenly became incredibly cold and gloomy.

In some dark corners, whispers could even be heard from some being.

It sounded like a ghost was whispering in the background.

"Huh? That's not right."

The brass oil lamp asked in surprise, "Why isn't Old Man Du reacting?"

As it spoke, it reached out and pinched Du Rugui's lips.

"Old man, say something!"

"I'm asking you, how did you die? Stop pretending to be dead, tell me now, and I and Chen Huangpi will avenge you! Speak!!!"

However, no matter how much the brass oil lamp urged it on...

Du Rugui remained frozen in place, never uttering a word.

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "Huang Er, can you make him speak or not? Aren't you the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp, extremely yin and evil? Isn't controlling the dead your most basic ability?"

"this and that……"

The brass oil lamp stammered, "Perhaps I ingested some external evil, and then some changes occurred that I myself am unaware of. But that doesn't make sense, my abilities are fine!"

"Could it be that this old man died under suspicious circumstances, which is why he is not following my lead?"

And just then.

Suddenly...

A cold wind blew up from behind Du Rugui.

His gray hair immediately covered his face, and behind the hair, his empty, dull eyes seemed to move slightly.

"Holy crap, it's come back to life!"

The brass oil lamp screamed in fright.

Its loud noise startled Chen Huangpi, who hadn't thought anything of it at first.

With a clang!
A nine-foot-long, Void-Piercing Divine Sword covered in eyes appeared out of thin air.

Chen Huangpi gripped the Dongxu sword and said warily, "Du Rugui, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. We didn't kill you. Now that you're dead, rest in peace and don't come out here to scare people..."

The words are not finished yet.

Du Rugui's stiff body suddenly trembled, and his hands, which were resting flat on the armrests of the chair, began to twitch.

A swish sound.

Du Rugui stood up straight.

Then, he stiffly turned his neck, making a chilling cracking sound between the bones, and stared straight at Chen Huangpi.

"Alas……"

With just that one moment, Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

“Chen… Huangpi…”

"what!!"

Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine and instantly raised his sword to strike.

Available in the next second.

Suddenly realizing something, the brass oil lamp cried out, "Family member, wait a minute, he doesn't seem to be dead."

"what?"

Chen Huangpi froze, then quickly sheathed his sword and stopped.

At that moment, he also realized that something was wrong.

Although Du Rugui resembled a zombie, as he spoke, a dark aura surged from his throat, and his torso began to move gradually.

"call……"

Du Rugui opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of murky death energy.

Then, he took a deep breath and transformed himself, looking at least ten years younger than before. Not only did his hunched back straighten up, but his hair also became jet black and shiny.

He looks like a little old man in his early fifties.

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly."

Du Rugui said to Chen Huangpi in a complicated tone, "If you had been half a beat slower, even if you hadn't died, you would have killed you with one sword."

"Old Du, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Huangpi smiled sheepishly and quickly asked, "Where is your immortal energy? Who exactly attacked you?"

"The Intercepting Heaven Sect, Xuan Yangzi."

Du Rugui looked somewhat embarrassed and said through gritted teeth, "I really didn't expect that there would be cultivators from the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty lingering in the mortal realm. That person is very powerful and should be at the Dao Integration Realm. He is probably not far from ascending to immortality."

Tribulation, Return to Emptiness, Merge with the Dao, Ascend to Heaven.

Before the cataclysmic changes in the world, these four realms followed the Nascent Soul stage.

Above that are the immortals.

Xuan Yangzi is much stronger than Du Rugui.

Upon meeting him, the other party could tell that he possessed an aura of immortality.

Then, using a method he couldn't understand, he forcibly borrowed the immortal energy.

Chen Huangpi was stunned, and said in a deep voice, "Xuan Yangzi borrowed your immortal energy, why didn't he kill you?"

"Because he saw that I am a successor of Bai Lingtian."

Du Rugui said bitterly, "And he also knows that I know you, so he asked me to pass on a message for him."

"What?"

“He said that no matter what schemes your Tai Sui Sect has, you can’t touch that Guangmu Evil God. Otherwise, Jingxian Temple will never let you go.”

"Jingxian Temple?"

"Yes, that's the name. I remember it very clearly." Du Rugui didn't know what kind of power the Pure Immortal Temple was, but he figured it must be above the Three Religions. Moreover, the intricacies involved were beyond his comprehension as a descendant of a disciple of the Spirit Worshiping Heaven.

He only wanted to know one thing now.

"Chen Huangpi, didn't you say you were from the Jietian Sect? How come you've become a member of the Tai Sui Sect?"

Previously, Chen Huangpi had visited the Du family's old house for the first time.

After being discovered, he immediately identified himself as a member of the Jietian Sect.

Du Rugui believed it to be true, thinking that this sneaky behavior was exactly like the description of the thieves of the Jietian Sect in the family's records.

But now it seems that Chen Huangpi wasn't being honest.

It was clearly Tai Sui who taught them this!

Chen Huangpi felt embarrassed when his identity was exposed, but he was thick-skinned and said, "Old Du, actually I am not from the Tai Sui Sect. Xuan Yangzi also misunderstood. In fact, the Tai Sui Sect is mine."

"..."

Du Rugui narrowed his eyes, looking at Chen Huangpi as if he were an idiot: "You mean, you're the leader of the Tai Sui Sect? That being who's almost a Daoist?"

Chen Huangpi said, "No, I am the future leader of the sect. It was Taiyizi, an elder of the Tai Sui Sect, who personally promised me this."

He said I was a one-in-a-million swordsmanship genius.

"They asked me to become the Holy Son of the Tai Sui Sect. Isn't the Holy Son the future leader of the sect? I figured I wouldn't lose out, so I agreed."

clap clap clap...

Du Rugui couldn't help but clap and cheer.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

“I, Du Rugui, am merely a descendant of a disciple of Bai Lingtian. I only have a superficial understanding of the ancestral methods. I never imagined that someone as insignificant as me would be able to meet the future leader of the Tai Sui Sect.”

Du Rugui laughed in anger, plopped down in a chair, and said through gritted teeth, "Well then, you're both the Tai Sui Sect and the Jie Tian Sect, now all that's missing is to worship the Spirit Heaven."

"I've made the decision. I'm handing over both the Jietian Sect and the Bailingtian Sect to you."

"From now on, you will be the leader of the three religions."

"No, being the leader of the three religions is still a bit lacking. You should be the leader of the Dao; that would be more in line with your boasting skills!"

In Du Rugui's opinion, Chen Huangpi really has something wrong with his head.

If he had simply stated that he was a disciple of the Tai Sui Sect and hadn't mentioned Tai Yizi or the sect leader, Du Rugui wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

The incident of pretending to be a disciple of the Jietian Sect was just a small farce.

The key point is that what Chen Huangpi said was too outrageous.

Taiyizi even asked him to be the future leader of the cult.

Who is Taiyizi? Du Rugui has read about him in classical texts before.

One of the five elders of the Tai Sui Sect.

Known as one of the Five Primordial Gods, he was once a very famous figure in the Tai Sui Cult.

Although his strength is not top-notch, when it comes to buying and selling, countless disciples of the Tai Sui Sect admire him to the point of prostration.

How could someone like that be associated with Chen Huangpi?
"Old Du, you've really misunderstood."

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "First of all, I have no connection with the Jietian Sect, and I have killed many of their people. They see me as a thorn in their side and will not let me become their leader."

"Therefore, I cannot be the leader of the three religions, but only the leader of two religions, unless I also defeat the Jietian Sect."

"Also, I am not the Dao Lord yet."

The Dao Master is my master, but Chen Huangpi wouldn't say such things to outsiders.

It's not that I'm wary of Du Rugui, but rather that knowing some things might actually be bad.

Du Rugui was too lazy to argue with Chen Huangpi any further.

This Chen Huangpi not only likes to boast.

He can't even do basic arithmetic.

With two of the three religions gone, where does the so-called "common leader of the two religions" come from? At most, he's just a figurehead leader of the Tai Sui religion.

The brass oil lamp beside him looked at Du Rugui with a complicated expression.

It thought to itself, "Old Du, I don't blame you. After all, you haven't had much contact with Chen Huangpi. But now that you've said that, your Bailingtian will really be surnamed Chen from now on."

Some things are fine if you don't say them, but if you do, Chen Huangpi will really take them seriously.

As for your claim that you, Bai Lingtiancheng, do not acknowledge it?

Excuse me, is this Du Rugui a descendant of your Bai Lingtian?
What, you're going back on your word?

Alright, then let's reason with Huang Tian.

"Chenhuangpi".

Du Rugui coughed and gritted his teeth, saying, "I have no immortal energy in my body, and I am no different from an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Can you grant me a request?"

"You say it."

"After I help you find that Yin Yin place, you can send me to the moon. This bullshit tribulation can be done by whoever wants to."

Originally, Du Ru returned to the capital city because he had foreseen that he was destined to face a calamity.

Secondly, we also wanted to see what Emperor Dakang was really up to.

Now that we know they want to create a god.

Du Rugui's wish was half fulfilled.

As for transcending tribulation...

He felt that Chen Huangpi was his calamity.

If I hadn't met Chen Huangpi, I wouldn't have suddenly become so unlucky.

"Old Du, are you going to die?"

Chen Huangpi suddenly spoke up, having noticed some problems with Du Rugui.

The latter nodded helplessly and said, "I'm not dying, I'm actually already dead. I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator, and my lifespan is only eight hundred years. That lifespan has long since passed. The reason I was alive and well before was all thanks to that breath of immortal energy."

That ethereal aura came from a severed finger of an immortal that the Du family had discovered in the heavens.

Only with this celestial energy present could Du Rugui use ancient cultivation methods.

Otherwise, if he uses his popularity to practice ancient methods, he will immediately turn into an evil force.

The brass oil lamp beside him spoke up, "Old Du, did you use a secret technique called the Burial Method to suspend your soul and forcefully keep it alive?"

"If you let this breath out, you'll turn into a pile of minced meat, right?"

"You actually knew about this lamp?"

Du Rugui was truly astonished.

This method was discovered by the Du family from the immortal's severed finger. It is a closely guarded secret. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Huangpi had come to visit, he would never have used it in front of outsiders. Why could this strange lamp see through it at a glance?

The brass oil lamp ignored him and thought to Chen Huangpi, "Family member, this is a method of our Jingxian Temple. I have seen Taoists use it before. It seems that Xu Qingshan knows this trick."

"Also, Xuan Yangzi mentioned the Pure Immortal Temple."

"Is this Jingxian Temple the same as our Jingxian Temple?"

Xu Qingshan was the Taoist priest who created the Fox Mountain God.

It was also in the old temple's scripture pavilion that he wrote the strange and mysterious "Seventy-Two Secret Elixir Explanations" for Chen Huangpi.

He was also Yi Qingzhou's senior brother.

And Jingxian Temple...

Chen Huangpi was somewhat confused.

Jingxian Temple is a Taoist temple built by my master in the Hundred Thousand Mountains with three thousand immortals and three thousand righteous gods.

It's called Jingxian Temple during the day and Zhenxian Temple at night.

Now, I've heard the name of Jingxian Temple from other people, and they say that Jingxian Temple won't let me go. Could it be that there is a Jingxian Temple in the Great Qian Dynasty?

……

After a while.

Under the cover of night, a golden beam of light departed from the capital of Dakang.

Within this escaping light.

Du Rugui's face flushed red as he angrily retorted, "Chen Huangpi, you say my Du family's burial method is yours? You're talking nonsense! Let me tell you, if you want to learn it, then join my Du family."

“It just so happens that my elder brother has a great-granddaughter. If you marry her, she will be family.”

"Otherwise, if you want to learn it, then just take it out of my head."

Just earlier, Chen Huangpi told Du Rugui.

The method of burial is a family secret; I want to ask Du Rugui for it.

Du Rugui, however, simply did not believe it.

I just think Chen Huangpi is talking nonsense again.

Even if a brass oil lamp were lit nearby, Du Rugui would not believe it at all.

"You two, one person and one lamp, two mouths, ask for my Du family's secret techniques the moment you open your mouths. Don't you have any shame about my Du family?"

What use is your Du family's reputation to me?

Chen Huangpi touched his face and said strangely, "What I want is the method of burial, and I have my own face."

"Hehe, I really didn't see it."

Du Rugui sneered and pointed at the brass oil lamp, saying, "Also, why is this lamp called the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp? Why not the Eight Netherworld or the Ten Netherworld?"

He recognized the extraordinary nature of the brass oil lamp.

Their attitude towards it was much better than towards Chen Huangpi.

After all, this lamp immediately reveals the unique nature of their family's burial method.

The brass oil lamp scoffed, "What do you know, kid? Nine is the ultimate number, the largest number that heaven and earth can allow. This lamp is the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp, meaning it is the most yin, most evil, most supreme and most precious treasure in the world!"

"As for the burial method, although your Du family obtained it from the immortal's severed finger."

"But who knows, that immortal's severed finger might be an old acquaintance of mine."

"Let me tell you, if you know what's good for you, hand over the method right now, otherwise, I'll burn your sky lantern and let you know what it means to wish you were dead."

"you you……"

Du Rugui was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at his opponent: "This is blatant robbery, Chen Huangpi! You better control your lamp brother! It has absolutely no manners. I'm already this old, and it calls me 'youngster'?"

Previously, the brass oil lamp called him Old Man Du, but that was just a matter of habit.

Calling him "kid" now is actually not a problem.

Because the brass oil lamp was forged at the very beginning of the cataclysmic changes in the world.

It has existed for over 17,000 years.

To put it bluntly, not calling him "grandson" is already a huge favor from the brass oil lamp.

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "Alright, Huang Er, if Old Man Du doesn't want to reveal the method of burial, then let him be. At worst, when I send him to heaven later, I'll take a look at that immortal's severed finger and learn it myself."

There are many methods at Jingxian Temple.

However, all the parts about cultivation in the books in the library had been deliberately erased.

To this day, Chen Huangpi only knows one secret pill formula, the Seventy-Two Secret Pill Formula, which is based on the alchemy method. He also knows the Killing Sword Technique, a sword technique specifically designed to kill the soul.

As for the Five Organs Refining Spirit Method, there is also the Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Spirit Technique.

These two automatic cultivation techniques were actually created by the master specifically for Chen Huangpi.

The purpose was to bring his stillborn child back to life.

As for the essence and abilities it brings, they are actually all Chen Huangpi's own power.

To give an analogy, Chen Huangpi is still essentially an egg.

His power resides within the egg.

The technique involves guiding his power outside the eggshell.

The most important thing right now is to summon the Six Yin Gods.

As for that Xuan Yangzi, he has now obtained the immortal energy from Du Rugui's body, and who knows what strange and unpredictable methods he may have.

Although Chen Huangpi said he was not afraid of him, he did not think he would lose if he met him.

But I really don't have time to deal with it right now.

"I've already consulted the oracle."

At this moment, Du Rugui's expression softened considerably, and he said softly, "At most three to five days, we will be able to find that Yin Yin place. I will calculate the location myself then."

"I don't understand your use of the Six Yin Spirits. I just hope you can do it quickly, because I can only last for a month at most. If I don't return to heaven after a month, I will really die."

The Du family has two branches: one follows the moon, and the other chases the sun.

But that was the result of generations working together.

Du Rugui is now basically in a semi-crippled state. He can't even contact the Du family in the sky, otherwise he could call a flying boat to pick him up.

Chen Huangpi said, "Old Du, don't worry. With me here, you definitely won't die. Even if you do die, I have a way to bring you back to life."

"any solution?"

"Put your soul into the Book of Souls, then go to the Underworld and get a piece of the Jade of Resurrection, and you will be able to be brought back to life."

"Wow, impressive, really impressive."

Du Rugui exclaimed, "Chen Huangpi, your boasts are becoming more and more convincing. If I hadn't already formed my opinion, I probably would have wanted to become your sworn brother right now, cling to your coattails, and hope that you would help me become an immortal in the future."

Chen Huangpi tilted his head: "Actually, it's not too late now."

"Moreover, you helped me find the Yin Yin Land and spoke up for me before. I will not forget this favor. However, your ambition is too small. Are you satisfied with becoming an immortal?"

"How about a true immortal?"

Master said that Taiyizi is blessed.

Before he was even born, Taiyizi had already foreseen the future rules of Heaven.

He will be among the first true immortals after the cataclysmic changes in the world end.

If Du Rugui wanted to...

One day I'll let him experience my swordsmanship and thunder magic. Then it won't be difficult for me to become a true immortal with Taiyizi.

"A true immortal..."

Upon hearing the words "True Immortal," Du Rugui's heart began to pound.

do not know why.

Upon hearing Chen Huangpi's words, he suddenly had the illusion that a tremendous opportunity was about to fall into his lap.

But this feeling came from nowhere.

It even seems to exist somewhere between non-existence and non-existence.

It's absolutely bizarre.

Du Rugui, panting heavily, said in a complicated tone, "Chen Huangpi, you're just joking with me. This is all I have. What merit do I have to become a true immortal? It would be a great blessing if I could have the chance to become an immortal in the future."

"Besides, you yourself are not a true immortal, yet you are helping me become one."

"Let me tell you, becoming an immortal is not so easy. This path is as difficult as ascending to heaven. If you are not a true hero, you don't even have the qualifications to touch that threshold."

"Alright, then I'll become an immortal."

Seeing that Du Rugui thought this way, Chen Huangpi agreed. He always said what he meant, and if others were unwilling, he would never force them to say anything more.

Because his master had told him this when he was very young.

There are countless kinds of people, and each kind is different.

Fate is three-tenths of everything, while destiny is seven-tenths. People of the same kind may have different fates, and those with the same fate may have different destinies.

It all comes down to a feeling in one's heart.

And just then.

Chen Huangpi suddenly looked into the distance, and in the darkness, a damp and cold mist rushed towards him.

Furthermore, several powerful gods, bathed in divine fire, were charging towards them.

"What is that golden light? Why do I feel a desire to possess it and get it?"

A deity looked at the golden light in disbelief.

The golden light was naturally from a brass oil lamp.

To be precise, they didn't want brass oil lamps.

They wanted the lamp oil, not the lamp oil.

Du Rugui was slightly taken aback: "They are from the Liu family. Also, what are those behind them?"

"It's an evil entity, a terrifying evil entity."

Chen Huangpi's expression turned serious.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword appeared out of thin air and was grasped in his hand. (End of Chapter)