Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

How powerful is Chen Daoxing?

Chen Huangpi finally felt it.

Or rather, he finally realized that this kind of cultivation to the ultimate level of True Immortal could lead to becoming a powerful being who was close to the level of the Dao at any time, and could turn the world upside down with every move.

It caused the sun and moon to lose their light!

Chen Daoxing's attack was neither as powerful as a mountain or as deep as the ocean, nor did it possess the world-destroying force of a mountain peak.

But in a daze.

Chen Huangpi, however, sensed something akin to a world.

All beings that have reached a point close to the Tao.

They can all stand independently on the river of time.

This is because they have all already established their own paths.

Cultivation is an interaction with heaven and earth.

Understand the rules of heaven and earth, and comprehend the will of the Way of Heaven.

Ultimately, one forms their own path.

In fact, this is a worldview.

Chen Huangpi saw a raindrop falling towards him.

He couldn't look away, nor did he feel the passage of time; his mind and will were completely filled by this raindrop.

A single raindrop contained everything about Chen Daoxing.

Within the dust of the world, countless great principles are hidden.

In this world, the falling of rain represents death, but after its death, it nourishes all things; the water vapor rises into the sky, forming dark clouds that fill the heavens—this is life.

Life and death, yin and yang.

The rising and falling of rain creates countless wonders, giving rise to the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams, mountains, rivers, and the essence of all things.

In Chen Daoxing's understanding of the Dao.

All the mysteries of the world can be explained by a single rain shower.

That is all there is to it.

This is why there is a realm above True Immortals that is almost akin to the Dao.

It is because, at this stage of existence, one has already begun to observe the abstract concept of Tao, and then interprets it from one's own perspective and in one's own way, thus forming one's own Tao.

The Tao is a mirror with countless facets.

Everyone can see a different path.

The saying "a thousand people, a thousand faces" perfectly describes this.

Aside from the Dao Lord, no cultivator can ever see the full picture of the Dao, or truly understand it as they see themselves.

Only a Daoist master who is in harmony with the Dao can truly understand all mysteries, making the will of Heaven my will and my heart the will of Heaven.

"A complete transformation!!!"

Just then, a ferocious voice rang in Chen Huangpi's ear.

His dazed consciousness returned to normal instantly.

Look up again.

He then saw a figure with two heads, seemingly named Meng Qiuhe Daoist, standing in the sky, one hand raised high, palm facing upwards, a whisk suspended in his palm, spinning continuously, bursting out ripples like those on the surface of water.

Those ripples are some kind of powerful magic.

The ripples spread out, and the night sky, which was as bright as day, seemed to be a curtain of the sky that had been pinched in half. With just a little force, it revealed countless folds.

Change the world!

It truly brought about a complete transformation!
Chen Huangpi felt that Meng Qiuhe was also a genius, and the method he used seemed to have truly turned the world upside down.

Chen Daoxing was standing below, with the dark earth beneath his feet.

The Ten Thousand Mountains, on the other hand, hang upside down in the sky.

Chen Daoxing remained calm.

He held the golden magic sword transformed from the Taixu Divine Nail, but never actually used it.

He had merely demonstrated his own way.

Even someone like him could potentially reach a level close to the Dao at any moment.

He hasn't really taken that step yet.

Even so, it was already so powerful that Chen Huangpi could not resist it.

There wasn't even a chance to touch it.

To be honest, Chen Daoxing was somewhat disappointed.

He had thought Chen Huangpi would be a worthy opponent, but he hadn't expected him to be so weak.

Remove those characteristics that are similar to the Tao.

This aged yellow peel is perhaps even inferior to that of an ordinary immortal.

Therefore, his gaze was no longer on Chen Huangpi.

"Junior Brother Meng."

Chen Daoxing said indifferently, "Why do you do this? You're already using the Burial Method to keep yourself alive. If you make another move, your mind will only sink faster."

"Let go. Eighteen thousand years from now, when I become the Dao Lord, I will resurrect you."

"This man is blocking my way. Don't make things difficult for me."

"You're not happy about it, are you?"

Meng Qiuhe shouted sternly, "Chen Daoxing, let me tell you, as long as you're not happy, I'll laugh it off! You want to kill him? I won't let you have your way!"

But at the same time as saying this.

Chen Huangpi, however, heard him communicating telepathically with him.

"Chen Huangpi, is it? I don't care what your relationship is with the abbot. In short, if you don't have the strength, run as far away as you can right now. I can't stop him, and I have no intention of protecting you!"

"Run! If you don't run, you'll never have another chance!"

"I……"

Chen Huangpi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He knew that everything Meng Qiuhe said was true.

Chen Daoxing was the first disciple his master accepted. He had been cultivating for over eight thousand years and was the most powerful among the Taoists of Jingxian Temple.

Unless it is a being that is close to the Dao that makes the move.

Otherwise, this person would be the most powerful true immortal in the world right now.

A shortcut!

Although he was Huangtian, he had not actually descended to earth.

In her non-demonic state, she was like a porcelain doll, easily shattered if she were to clash with Chen Daoxing.

They don't even have the qualifications to participate in this great war.

He felt frustrated and confused.

Why is it that even though it's just a memory, I feel as if I've truly traveled back to the past within that memory?

If we could travel back to the past.

Then why must it be before one has reached the point of being close to the Dao?

Chen Huangpi felt like a defenseless child thrown into a fighting cage, whereas normally, those participating in this battle should be adults clad in armor and wielding swords.

"Senior Brother Meng... be careful, I'm leaving now!"

Chen Huangpi lowered his head, clenched his fists, turned around and transformed into a streak of light, rushing out of Jingxian Temple.

Meng Qiuhe breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He was already far inferior to Chen Daoxing, and Chen Huangpi's presence would only distract him.

As for Chen Daoxing...

Chen Daoxing ignored this scene.

Because he doesn't care.

"Come on! Even if I'm reduced to ashes today, I'll still make you suffer!"

Meng Qiuhe sneered incessantly, frantically forming hand seals with his other hand.

He is a true immortal, an extremely powerful true immortal.

If a powerful expert at this level still needs to use hand seals to cast spells, then they must be unleashing earth-shattering techniques.

"Killing Sword Technique".

Chen Daoxing nodded: "The sword technique passed down by my master is indeed suitable for this moment. This technique is specifically designed to kill the soul. If you were at the same level as me, I would have no choice but to avoid your edge."

Judging from this, he was actually giving Meng Qiuhe the opportunity to unleash the complete Killing Sword Technique.

But Meng Qiuhe knew this was not an overestimation of his abilities.

But confidence.

Those who forge their own path must be extremely confident, extremely determined, extremely stubborn, and extremely fanatical.

"If I had time, perhaps I could have reached that point too."

Meng Qiuhe sighed inwardly.

Chen Daoxing was the eldest disciple, while he was the first disciple to become an apprentice with prior skills.

He was originally a rogue cultivator from the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

He was a famous genius in Namdoju back then.

Moreover, he became famous much earlier, and was a generation older than Chen Daoxing.

However, his talent is not yet strong enough to reach that level.

A genius who has honed their skills over many years still lacks a certain foundation.

However, Meng Qiuhe was not a person who was easily swayed by gains and losses.

His resolve to follow the Dao was equally firm. At this moment, his hand, which was forming a mudra, was covered with a dense array of hand seals.

The crystal-clear, faintly colored magic seal is incredibly dazzling, captivating anyone who glances at it and becomes completely engrossed.

"Humans have three souls and seven spirits!"

"The Heavenly Soul is good, the Earthly Soul is evil, and the Human Soul is spiritual."

"The seven souls are destiny!"

Meng Qiuhe grabbed the whisk and slammed the hand that was forming a hand seal onto it.

Then, the thousands of flying threads of the whisk instantly burst into flames.

Meng Qiuhe's figure was also burning.

He wielded his whisk, transforming it into countless colorful lights as he charged towards Chen Daoxing!

"kill!!!!"

Meng Qiuhe has gone completely insane.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Only Chen Daoxing!

His figure became blurry and uncertain.

Like an unfolding curtain, the overwhelming Killing Sword Technique, starting with the Soul Killing Seal, and various bizarre and terrifying hand seals, bombarded Chen Daoxing's body from any direction and any angle.

"Junior brother, is this all you can do?"

Chen Daoxing sighed, clapped his hands, and the strange phenomena around him vanished instantly.

Those magical seals that blasted into his body.

It couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

And then he struck out with his palm.

A painful sound echoed from the void.

Meng Qiuhe's figure appeared.

tick...

Black blood dripped down.

When Meng Qiuhe looked down, he saw a hand slap into his chest and grasp his heart.

"Junior brother, I don't want to kill you a second time."

Chen Daoxing coldly said, "I have said that Master is wrong, and I am on the right path. Give me 18,000 years, and I will prove to you that cultivators should be free and transcendent."

"Going against the tide is ultimately a dead end."

"It has always been so; that is the way of heaven! It is the human heart, it is human nature!"

After saying that, Chen Daoxing pulled his hand away from Meng Qiuhe's heart.

This was the first time he had killed these Taoist priests.

It was to eliminate any future troubles, because he knew that after his master merged with the heavens, he would not be able to leave these 100,000 mountains, while the Daoists were different.

These Taoist priests simply had strange things growing on their bodies.

Even without spiritual energy, under normal circumstances, it would take thousands of years for it to transform into something evil, and some, like Meng Qiuhe, could even persist for longer.

If they were allowed to return to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Then many things will change.

Therefore, Chen Daoxing ruthlessly killed all his fellow disciples.

He was confident that he would become a Dao Master once he achieved that.

We will definitely be able to revive these junior brothers.

At that time, their existence will be the best proof that they are right.

But at this moment.

Meng Qiuhe suddenly smiled at Chen Daoxing and silently uttered two words.

next second.

His other head.

The thing that grew out of him and would eventually turn him into a monstrous monster suddenly jerked, pushing his head aside and taking its place.

He abolished the practice of returning the deceased to their burial place.

And then completely handed over control of this body to this monster.

He couldn't bring himself to kill Chen Daoxing.

He couldn't possibly fight Chen Daoxing to the death.

Therefore, this is the only real backup plan he can make.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The head had a mournful face and emitted a shrill wail.

The crying carried a demonic quality.

A dense aura of death, like sludge, gushed out from the head's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, instantly engulfing Chen Daoxing's figure.

This is an evil phenomenon.

A powerful immortal, who transformed into an evil being after his death!

A burst of light shot into the sky.

Shake the sludge apart!
But the evil creature raised its head and let out a long howl filled with malevolence, hatred, ferocity, and madness.

Where are the disciples of Jingxian Temple?

This was not Meng Qiuhe's voice, but the voice of another Taoist who had also practiced the method of returning to the burial site.

That Taoist priest was the senior brother who often hung out with Yi Qingzhou and Xu Qingshan.

A dead baby was riding on his neck.

Now, the Taoist's eyes were gleaming with a sharp light, no longer showing the emptiness and lifelessness of before.

As his voice fell.

The Taoist priests who died at Jingxian Temple.

And the few companions who were still conscious...

Whether driven by their instinct to kill the living, or by the commotion caused by their own kind attacking, they all simultaneously launched a coordinated attack on Chen Daoxing, taking advantage of Meng Qiuhe's counterattack after transforming into an evil being.

There were no words spoken.

Only a deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

And on the other side.

At the innermost of the main peaks of Jingxian Temple.

Chen Huangpi also heard the Taoist's voice.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look in that direction, only to see terrifying figures, both godlike and demonic, battling another being. Yet, from beginning to end, the aura of that being remained perfectly undisturbed.

"I am also a disciple of the Pure Immortal Temple..."

Chen Huangpi said bitterly, "But I can't do anything, I can't even walk."

in front of him.

It is a strange, dark lamp covered in verdigris, extremely sinister and evil.

The Nine Netherworld Lamp opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp, fine teeth that interlocked, and a blood-red tongue dripping disgusting viscous fluid.

At night, it is eerie.

But it continues to perform its mission.

That is, to keep an eye on Chen Huangpi and have him wait at Jingxian Temple for the abbot to return.

"Huang Er".

Chen Huangpi said sadly, "I know you can understand me. If you don't want to let me go, can you help me and come with me to deal with that Chen Daoxing?"

A brass oil lamp, or the Nine Netherworld Lamp.

It is definitely a top-tier treasure of Jingxian Temple.

I wouldn't say the top three, but the top five are definitely within the top five.

It's not like the lackeys that Huang Er thinks they are.

Chen Huangpi also tried to communicate with the other treasures, but after nightfall, all of them seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and no matter how he called out to them, they did not respond.

He could only place his hopes on his childhood friends.

But at this time, Chen Huangpi was still a stillborn fetus, still inside the egg and had not yet hatched.

The Nine Netherworld Lamp is just the Nine Netherworld Lamp.

It wasn't the Huang Er he remembered.

Naturally, it wouldn't help Chen Huangpi.

Not only that, it also let out a violent growl, warning Chen Huangpi not to think about leaving the Pure Immortal Temple.

At the same time, the Taoist's voice rang out again.

"Fellow disciples, we are immortals! Even immortals who have died or transformed into evil beings are still immortals!"

"By the grace of the immortals!"

"Disciples of the Pure Immortal Temple, heed my command! The day of righteousness begins today!"

"kill!!!"

Chen Huangpi was moved. His master had said that if he hadn't been harmed by evil spirits and died as a stillborn child, he would have been born as the most powerful true immortal in the world.

The Taoists at Jingxian Temple are immortals.

Isn't he, the future true immortal, an immortal?
The Taoists are disciples of the Master.

I am also my master's disciple!
Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi took a deep breath and turned around without hesitation to charge towards the center of Jingxian Temple.

"Fellow senior brothers, please count me in!" (End of this chapter)