Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The rain poured down, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

The entire world was astonished at Zhengyang Gate in the capital of the Great Kang Dynasty.

Whether it's a god, a cultivator, an ancestor of a noble family, or the Emperor of the Great Kang Dynasty.

At this moment, everyone fell silent, staring blankly at the two fellow disciples suspended in the sky.

Yi Qingzhou, a true immortal descended to earth.

He was determined to die, waiting for someone to arrive.

Apart from Wang Mingdao, who had a rough idea, no one expected that the immortal was actually waiting for Chen Huangpi.

But think about it.

Chen Huangpi has a mysterious origin and great power.

Such a person is indeed the most suitable junior brother of an immortal.

As for that agreement...

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

Chen Huangpi remembered every word of the gentleman's agreement made at the burial site of the god.

But times have changed.

Having learned many secrets, Chen Huangpi's state of mind had changed.

Thinking back to those days, I felt a mix of emotions.

"The world is undergoing a cataclysmic change, and we only have a few hundred years left."

Chen Huangpi was moved and whispered to Yi Qingzhou, "You will be resurrected in a few hundred years. At that time, a new path will appear, and our agreement can be nullified."

Before returning to the Pure Immortal Temple ten thousand years ago and engaging in a great battle with Chen Daoxing.

Chen Huangpi remembered this promise.

Once his cultivation is strong enough, he will cut off Yi Qingzhou's head and take it, along with the family letter, to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Nandao Prefecture, Wanjian Pavilion.

Yi Qingzhou's mother was a sword immortal and the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

He remembered everything clearly.

However, Yi Qingzhou shook his head and said, "Junior brother, I have waited for many years and finally have a chance to be free, but you tell me that the agreement is null and void. If that's the case, then why did you come to see me?"

"Damn it, you're really good at talking nonsense."

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but jump out and start cursing: "Yi Qingzhou, have you been a wicked person for too long and your brain has been damaged? Hasn't Chen Huangpi made it clear enough to you?"

"Focus on being an evil being, and you'll be able to live after the cataclysmic changes in the world end."

"You'll still be a true immortal then."

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

"It's good in some ways, and bad in others."

Yi Qingzhou looked at the brass oil lamp in front of him and smiled, "Lord Golden Sky Lantern, I know you mean well, but whether it's good or bad, only I can truly understand the feeling."

"This lamp is the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp!"

The brass oil lamp gritted its teeth and said, "The Golden Sky Lamp is Huang Yi, and this lamp is Huang Er. You brat, no, don't interrupt. A family should stay together. Don't you know that principle?"

Chen Huangpi continued, "Think about your mother. Don't you feel guilty towards her? The best outcome would be for you and your mother to be reunited hundreds of years later..."

Hearing the word "mother".

Yi Qingzhou paused, his gaze slightly unfocused.

His thoughts were racing, as if they had flown hundreds of years into the future.

Centuries later, he came back to life and returned to the Nando Prefecture he had always longed for, where he met his loving and gentle mother, whose face he could no longer remember.

This is such a good result...

Unfortunately……

I can't see it anymore.

Yi Qingzhou shook his head and said calmly, "Junior brother, people make different choices. In your opinion, I should do this, but in my opinion, this is a shackle that imprisons me."

"Spiritual practice is not about cultivating what is taken for granted or what should be done."

"If that's the case, then everyone under heaven can become an immortal, and everyone can understand me."

"Elm head!"

The brass oil lamp cursed, "Are you stubborn? I've been so blunt with you, and you still want to die? What's so good about dying? At least give me a reason!"

"Is there some unavoidable difficulty on your part?"

"Is someone pressuring you?"

"Or are you just saying you want to die, and actually have some other plan in mind?"

The brass oil lamp looked expectantly at Yi Qingzhou.

It was so anxious!
For brass oil lamps, their memory is restored.

It understands many things.

It was indeed something he made up after he became an evil entity.

The treasures of Jingxian Temple did not look down on him, nor did the Taoists treat him indifferently.

In its memory.

Those Taoists often communicated with it.

Yi Qingzhou's impression of it wasn't exactly one that didn't resonate with him.

Yi Qingzhou, Xu Qingshan, Bai Qiuxian.

These three disciples, who spend most of their time together, are all quite talented, but they lack ambition. If it weren't for the fact that their cultivation level is questionable, these three could stay at the Immortal realm for their entire lives.

Because immortals can live forever and have long life.

Nowadays, apart from the traitor Chen Daoxing, all the Taoists of Jingxian Temple have died and turned into evil spirits, buried in various corners of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

These are the key points of the array that guides the death energy of the heavens.

The only exception was Yi Qingzhou.

The brass oil lamp gave Chen Huangpi a wink.

The latter immediately stepped forward and said, "Yi Qingzhou, Master lured you out of the tomb along with the burial site because he needs you. Wouldn't your actions hurt his feelings?"

"Junior brother, you're overthinking it."

Yi Qingzhou said nonchalantly, "I was just doing it incidentally. What Master wants is the Burial God Tomb, the altar, and the God of Wide Eyes. Besides, Master has already agreed."

"Impossible! How could Master agree to this!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "You must be lying to me."

"Everything I do and say comes from my heart, so why would I lie to you?"

"That means Master is getting senile!"

Chen Huangpi mumbled, "Master has gone mad, you know that. He used to be lucid, but now he's confused. None of that matters."

But these were just excuses he used to persuade Yi Qingzhou.

He couldn't convince himself.

If his master did not agree, how could Yi Qingzhou, who had completely fallen into evil, suddenly return to the state of a true immortal?

How could they possibly allow Yi Qingzhou to appear in the world?

"I won't kill you."

Chen Huangpi said earnestly to Yi Qingzhou, "You are now a True Immortal, and you are much stronger than me. We can go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty together and see your mother together."

"Yes, the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty!"

Chen Huangpi said excitedly, "The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is your home. You can go home now."

"I can not go back."

Yi Qingzhou gently patted Chen Huangpi's shoulder and said sincerely, "Junior brother, I really can't go back."

"nonsense!"

Chen Huangpi angrily said, "If we can't go back, how did the disciples of the Jietian Sect come to the mortal realm? I have an Ascension Token; we can go through the Bronze Gate."

His return to the capital this time was for two reasons: to see his master and to go to the Great Qian Dynasty.

And his strength is immense.

Do you think those disciples of the Intercepting Heaven Sect can stop him from taking the Bronze Gate?

"That door..."

Yi Qingzhou frowned and said in a low voice, "That door has already been destroyed. Even if it hadn't been destroyed, you still couldn't enter the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty through that door."

Everything in the capital city of Dakang was no secret to him.

Especially that bronze door.

Even the person who imitated the Gate of Creation probably never imagined that a true immortal would come to this mortal realm.

"That door, and that evil god."

Yi Qingzhou continued, "Those are all hooks deliberately thrown out by someone. Although they are not meant to be used against you, it is best not to get involved, so as not to be traced back to you later."

Chen Huangpi was stunned and said, "It's him?"

"It looks somewhat similar, but I'm not sure."

Going to the Great Qian Dynasty is the most important thing right now.

Tanggu is gone, so the Six Yang Gods can't leave at all.

This step completely shut down Chen Huangpi.

The only way.

It was a sentence given by Du Shenwei through a psychic connection to the severed finger of Emperor Chen.

Go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty!
Chen Huangpi believed that Emperor Chen would not harm him.

The Six Yang Gods can only emerge in the Great Qian Dynasty.

The brass oil lamp was also somewhat at a loss upon hearing this.

Not only did they fail to convince Yi Qingzhou, but the kid then threw out an even more troublesome question.

Isn't this a double whammy?
It was as if it could see the entanglement between the dried tangerine peel and the brass oil lamp.

Yi Qingzhou chuckled and said, "Actually, there are ways for you to go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty. At the very least, I have come up with a way that is not really a solution."

He regretted going to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to create a god back then.

He wants to go home.

But the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty suddenly sealed itself off, giving him no time to return.

Therefore, he did come up with an idea, but before he could implement it, the changes in the world had already begun, and what happened after that was never mentioned again.

Chen Huangpi was somewhat pleased.

Yi Qingzhou no longer mentioned the agreement, and he knew how to get to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Isn't that getting what you want?

"What's the solution?"

"Defeat me, and I will tell you."

Yi Qingzhou stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp and his aura undisguised.

That overwhelming pressure, even without being deliberately exerted.

It also instantly changed the color of the sky and earth.

Chen Huangpi's face flushed red, and he felt an immense heaviness in his chest, as if the heavens and earth were suppressing him.

With him doing this, the countless gods and cultivators below were in even greater distress.

Boom! ! ! !

A series of thunderous roars resounded.

All the cultivators and gods collapsed to the ground, unable to do anything except open their eyes and watch the horrifying scene unfolding in the sky.

This is the power of a true immortal.

The difference between immortals and mortals is like an insurmountable chasm.

"Chenhuangpi!"

Yi Qingzhou remained indifferent, no longer addressing Yi Qingzhou as "Junior Brother": "The Pure Immortal Temple has never been one to give or take whatever one asks for. Let me see your strength. If you cannot defeat me, then this Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is not a place for you."

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

Yi Qingzhou's meaning was clear: the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

If you are not strong enough, you must go.

At that time, I'm afraid I'll stumble and fall.

But to defeat Yi Qingzhou...

"You shameless brat, Yi Qingzhou, you've really lost all sense of shame!"

The brass oil lamp shouted, "You are a true immortal! What is Chen Huangpi's cultivation level? He can't even beat an immortal without opening the Six Yin Divine Realm. How can he possibly defeat you?"

True immortals are simply too powerful.

Especially Yi Qingzhou, although there are many people in Jingxian Temple who are more powerful than him.

But it also depends on who you compare with.

He is indeed the abbot's disciple.

Of the many methods practiced by Jingxian Temple, how many does Chen Huangpi actually know?
All things considered, it's actually just a killing sword technique.

He learned a trick or two from the evil creature that Xu Qingshan's severed arm transformed into.

If a fight really breaks out.

That's a complete one-sided beatdown.

Yi Qingzhou said calmly, "It's simple. I won't use any true immortal methods. I'll just keep my cultivation at the immortal level. In this way, I'll only be one level above Chen Huangpi, which is much fairer."

It's not that he doesn't want to continue suppressing his cultivation level.

Instead, they felt it was meaningless.

If they were to compete against each other at the same level, wouldn't that be underestimating Chen Huangpi?

"How do you intend to fight?"

Chen Huangpi also harbored a sense of pride.

With Yi Qingzhou provoking him like that, how could he possibly back down?

Yi Qingzhou coldly uttered two words: "Sword duel!"

Chen Huangpi frowned: "Sword duel?"

"No, Yi Qingzhou..."

The brass oil lamp said in a daze, "Although you come from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, you don't cultivate the way of the sword. You are a true immortal, but not a sword immortal. What do you have to fight Chen Huangpi with your sword?"

Aside from using a sword technique that forged a life-sustaining sword from the foundation of the Dao in that strange place that seemed like a memory or a past, Yi Qingzhou actually didn't understand the Dao of the sword at all.

Even that sword technique couldn't be considered a true swordsmanship.

It is a secret technique of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Chen Huangpi said softly, "The way of the sword has changed, and the old methods are all obsolete. In a sword fight, I have too much of an advantage, and you can't beat me."

He was unwilling to take advantage of Yi Qingzhou.

If we're going to fight, we'll fight openly and fairly!

It was vague and ambiguous, evasive and not straightforward at all.

"Change it."

"I only want to fight with swords."

Yi Qingzhou stubbornly said, "I can learn the sword path from scratch if it changes, but I do not want to fight in any other way. Even if I die, I will not be able to die in peace."

Hearing these words.

The brass oil lamp suddenly had a sudden realization.

Yi Qingzhou, the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

But he doesn't practice swordsmanship...

There must have been quite a story back then.

"I promise you!"

Chen Huangpi reached out and grasped, and the Void-Piercing Divine Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

"But I have something to say upfront."

Chen Huangpi said, "My swordsmanship comes from Taiyi Zi. To sum it up, it is that I observe my sword as I observe myself. This is not the swordsmanship of the past. Yi Qingzhou, perhaps you will not be able to master it in a short time."

As soon as he finished speaking, an incredibly sharp aura instantly emanated from him.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword hummed incessantly!

Chen Huangpi's eyes also turned sharp and cold.

Man and sword as one!!!
Observe my sword to understand my heart.

The power of a person is as great as the power of a sword.

The sword is as powerful as the person.

This is the most extreme form of swordsmanship.

So extreme that they cannot tolerate even the slightest impure thought.

If one's mind is not firm and pure enough, and lacks that indomitable spirit, one cannot master the way of the sword.

Chen Huangpi made no attempt to conceal his skills and displayed his swordsmanship.

Sword energy soared into the sky!

Sword intent soars to the heavens!

Even the torrential rain was infected.

The falling raindrops all carried a hint of sharpness.

Let's look at Yi Qingzhou again.

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed.

It was utterly shocked to discover that a terrifying sword intent was also emanating from Yi Qingzhou at this moment.

Sharp sword energy swirled around him.

The sword intent grew stronger and stronger!

The faint, powerful clang of swords could be heard.

"Is this all there is to it?"

The brass oil lamp was stunned: "What makes you think you can do this? I haven't even learned it myself, and you think you can learn it just by looking at me? Did the abbot give you special instruction?"

"No, it's just that my future self learned it."

Yi Qingzhou slowly closed his eyes, and the river of time appeared in his eyes.

True immortals can travel up and down the river of time on a limited scale.

From the moment Chen Huangpi passed on the way of the sword to him.

Yi Qingzhou uses the present as an anchor point, gradually learns the basics in the future, and then brings these insights back to the present.

This cycle repeats itself.

Yi Qingzhou was naturally able to master the new way of swordsmanship in such an unreasonable way.

Feeling the swordsmanship that originates from the same source as myself.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but ask, "Yi Qingzhou, how long exactly did it take you to master my swordsmanship?"

"one day."

"one day?"

In reality, there wasn't even a single day.

When Yi Qingzhou said "one day," he meant he only had one day.

Rather than the time spent mastering the art of swordsmanship.

To be precise, it was only half a day.

"Junior brother, never underestimate anyone in the world."

Yi Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp sword aura appeared in them. A blurry sword shadow slowly emerged behind him.

His swordsmanship is actually somewhat different from Chen Huangpi's.

First observe me, forge my sword, and then observe the sword as if observing myself.

The sword he forged is very powerful.

It was the first sword he ever held when he was a child.

Yi Qingzhou, the only son of the Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in Nandao Prefecture;
Born with a sword physique, he wielded a sword from a young age, his sword energy soaring to the sky, surrounded by thousands of swords, making him a true sword genius!
"Come!!!!"

Yi Qingzhou roared, and the raindrops transformed into sword light!

He gripped the sword behind him tightly.

The sword solidified instantly!

This is a method to make the fake real!

This sword was not a famous one; it was just an ordinary iron sword.

It wasn't even sharpened.

But in Yi Qingzhou's hands, this was his strongest sword.

boom! ! ! ! !
Sword light soared into the sky!!!
Upon witnessing this scene, Chen Huangpi was filled with boundless pride!

He sensed the fighting spirit of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

Or rather, his heart was filled with a surging fighting spirit.

"Senior brother, take this!"

Chen Huangpi merged with his sword and instantly slashed at Yi Qingzhou.

Boom! ! !
The two swords clashed together.

Sword light cascaded like a waterfall, thunder roared like the sea.

The capital city, which was being hit by torrential rain, was instantly illuminated, as if it were daytime.

"Junior brother, your sword strike isn't enough!"

With a single sword strike, Yi Qingzhou sent Chen Huangpi flying thousands of feet away. Without hesitation, he took a step forward, pointed his long sword at the sky, and the falling raindrops froze instantly, then began to tremble.

next second.

Yi Qingzhou appeared in front of Chen Huangpi.

His momentum was unstoppable, and he slashed down with his long sword.

Countless raindrops reflected the sword light, and with this sword strike, they fell like meteors cascading down to earth!
Sword light!!!
Endless sword light!
Chen Huangpi's eyes reflected Yi Qingzhou, who at this moment resembled an unparalleled sword immortal.

He didn't think about why Yi Qingzhou's swordsmanship was so powerful.

His heart was filled only with the will to fight!
"My sword is invincible!!!"

Chen Huangpi pressed his sword finger together onto the blade of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

He poured his boundless vital energy into the sword.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword shone brightly.

In an instant!
Chen Huangpi suddenly swung his sword, and countless Void-Piercing Divine Swords emerged from the trajectory of his swing.

Those Void-Piercing Divine Swords emitted a high-pitched sword cry.

then……

A long river of sword energy stretched across the sky.

Swords rained down, and the river of sword energy trembled endlessly.

This is a sword move that Chen Huangpi realized on his own. It has no name, only an endless stream of fighting spirit!
"That sword strike was excellent!"

Yi Qingzhou's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He fused his sword intent into thousands of raindrops. Although it was not his most powerful method, ordinary cultivators would not be able to think of a countermeasure for a while.

And Chen Huangpi's long river of sword energy.

Even Yi Qingzhou had to admit that it was indeed extremely exquisite, and would be considered a top-tier sword technique even in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Chen Huangpi stepped on a river of sword energy, his Void-Piercing Divine Sword pointing directly at Yi Qingzhou.

"Senior brother, just watch carefully!"

"My sword technique has variations!"

Chen Huangpi laughed heartily, his figure merging into the river of sword energy, becoming one with the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, transforming into a fish.

Only this one change.

The river of sword energy seemed to come alive.

Fish swim in the long river.

The entire river of sword energy flowed ceaselessly, rushing towards Yi Qingzhou.

But in Yi Qingzhou's eyes...

This is not a river of sword energy.

This is clearly a sword, an incredibly sharp sword!
The fish that Chen Huangpi transformed into is the soul of this sword!

"Well done."

Yi Qingzhou took a step forward, sword in hand, his eyes fixed fearlessly on the river of sword energy hurtling toward him.

He used a very strange posture.

He held his longsword horizontally at his waist, and made a pressing motion with his other hand.

It was as if the long sword was sheathed and about to be drawn.

Zzzzz! ...
A flash of sword light streaked across the river of sword energy.

Yi Qingzhou's white robes fluttered even without wind.

Indeed, the sound of a sword being drawn resounded through the sky!

The river of sword energy was instantly cleaved in two.

Although Chen Huangpi's sword qi river was exquisite, it was too crude.

In Yi Qingzhou's eyes.

There were simply too many flaws. In particular, although he had suppressed his cultivation level to that of an immortal, he was still a true immortal, and his discerning eyesight was undeniable.

Of course, I know how to deal with it.

However, to Yi Qingzhou's surprise...

The river of sword energy, though cleaved in two by his own sword, did not dissipate.

Instead, it's a matter of splitting one into two.

Do not……

It's not just about splitting one into two.

Two becomes three, three becomes four, four becomes countless!!!

Thousands of sword energies intertwined, like a giant net covering the sky, slashing at Yi Qingzhou from all directions and from all sorts of strange and tricky angles.

This is a sword formation taught by the Tai Sui sect.

Yi Qingzhou stood with his feet firmly planted on the air, sword in hand.

Many things came to mind.

There are many sects in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty that focus on swordsmanship.

But the most famous are only the teaching building and the pavilion.

Tai Sui Sect, Wan Jian Pavilion.

In the past, the Tai Sui Sect was undoubtedly the number one in swordsmanship.

But later, the Tai Sui Killing Sword was renamed Dong Zhen.

This gave rise to the story of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

The same applies to sword cultivators!

"All swords return to one, only I am unique!"

Yi Qingzhou did not practice swordsmanship because he extremely disliked it back then, but that doesn't mean he hadn't seen the sword techniques of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

At this moment, Chen Huangpi attacked using the Tai Sui Sect's sword formation technique.

Then Yi Qingzhou would fight him using the swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

this moment.

The two major sword-wielding forces clashed in this mortal realm.

Moreover, the two represent Wanjian Pavilion and Tai Sui Sect.

Neither of them has much to do with these two places.

At least, the swordsmanship I've mastered wasn't learned from those two places.

But in the eyes of those gods.

This sword duel was simply outrageous.

They could only see the rampant sword light and the crisscrossing sword energy.

Two swords were fighting in the sky.

They fought each other, and the aftershocks of the battle were extremely powerful.

The key point is that they cannot understand any mystery.

Yi Qingzhou is undoubtedly a genius in swordsmanship.

Perhaps not.

However, any sword genius must follow his own sword path training.

He will always be the one standing at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

He could learn something from Yi Qingzhou's swordsmanship by fighting against him.

Or.

This is pushing Chen Huangpi's swordsmanship to a higher level.

It was pushed to an extremely exaggerated level.

He can fight immortals with just his swordsmanship.

Two streaks of sword energy raged across the sky, evaporating the torrential rain and infusing the clouds with sword intent.

Boom! ! ! !

A deity saw a sea of ​​thunder appear.

The sea of ​​thunder transformed into a sword.

Zzzzzzz!!!

The sound of swords being drawn was incessant.

The sword's cry was even more violent, no less powerful than the thunder.

This sword duel between the two brothers was only the beginning.

In the blink of an eye, they had already fought their way out of the capital.

In a more distant place, in the wilderness, a thousand miles away in Heze.

Chen Huangpi's figure split into countless forms, each flashing with lightning.

As for Yi Qingzhou...

Yi Qingzhou held his long sword tightly, slashing, cutting, and thrusting, fighting with Chen Huangpi. Swords clashed, sword energies canceled each other out, and sword intent and sword way were all fighting each other.

We'll have to fight it out and see who's better!

boom! ! !
A sword aura landed among the mountains.

The earth shook violently, and the mountain collapsed on the spot.

The sword light fell.

The mountains were cut in half, their surfaces perfectly smooth.

Chen Huangpi and Yi Qingzhou fought with increasing ferocity.

A person with inexhaustible vital energy will almost never run out of energy.

One is a true immortal descending to earth; within a single day, I am invincible.

at the same time.

In the capital city of Dakang.

After Yi Qingzhou and Chen Huangpi left.

The gods, cultivators, and patriarchs of noble families all breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no way around it; Yi Qingzhou's presence was simply too oppressive.

Before a true immortal, all beings below him are but ants.

Their every move was seen as an act of divine authority by the heavens.

"Becoming an immortal is real."

The Song family patriarch said in a low voice, "The path of immortality has never been interrupted! The descent of true immortals into the world is irrefutable proof!"

"Perhaps, we too can become immortals."

"Wait a minute, where is His Majesty?"

The patriarch of the Li family suddenly looked up at the city gate tower of Zhengyang Gate.

However, at some point...

The Emperor of Dakang, who was previously there, has disappeared.

……

In the Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Emperor Dakang's expression was extremely cold.

Before him lay the unfinished chessboard.

At this moment, a thousand thoughts surged into my mind.

Emperor Da Kang never thought of becoming an immortal, because he knew very well that it was impossible to become an immortal in the mortal world.

Without spiritual energy, how can one become an immortal?
Those are the so-called immortal masters.

Before the cataclysmic changes in the world, they were merely cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending or Void Returning stages.

If it weren't for the fact that it came from the Great Qian Dynasty.

If it weren't for the founding of the Great Kang Dynasty, these people would still be around.

If it weren't for the fact that there was something useful about it.

How could the Emperor of the Great Kang Dynasty possibly address him as "Immortal Master" so casually?

Now, Yi Qingzhou's appearance has given him a great shock.

Emperor Da Kang did not know just how powerful the True Immortal was.

But the sheer pressure alone was enough to overwhelm him.

The moment I felt it, I went limp.

The most crucial ingredient is aged yellow peel...

In other people's eyes, Emperor Da Kang and Chen Huangpi had no conflict.

But in reality, doesn't he know that?

In order to deal with those immortal masters, he fanned the flames, using Chen Huangpi as a weapon to kill them.

In other words, aged huangpi is very potent.

If Chen Huangpi were to die, the Emperor of Dakang would not be disappointed.

On the contrary, you might feel that it's good to have one less variable.

Everything was according to his plan.

"It's a matter of life and death..."

Emperor Dakang took a deep breath and said to the wide-eyed evil god, "I shouldn't have provoked that variable in the first place. There was actually a true immortal behind him. I regret it so much!"

If he were not a true immortal, Emperor Da Kang would not be so wary.

Because he knew how ruthless his plan was.

How utterly outrageous!

Therefore, from the very beginning, Emperor Da Kang had imagined that perhaps an being comparable to an immortal would appear to stop him.

He prepared a deadly weapon for this purpose.

The Liu family started out by tomb raiding.

The head of the Liu family back then was a general under the founding emperor of the Great Kang Dynasty.

The Liu family unearthed many treasures left behind by ancient cultivators.

The emperors of the various dynasties of the Great Kang Dynasty possessed even more.

Among them was an evil magical artifact called the God-Slaying Transformation.

That magical artifact can kill immortals.

Because it contains some kind of evil spell.

But once it's used, it will begin to self-destruct.

Emperor Dakang has been increasing taxes over the years, but the popularity he has gained is not due to this statue, as outsiders believe.

What use is the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty to popularity?
The goal is to place this statue in the human world and then take it away.

As for what the human world would specifically lose, Emperor Da Kang was neither aware of it nor concerned about it.

In short, he used all that popularity to repair the evil magic weapon that could kill gods and change its appearance. Now, it can last for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before it self-destructs.

This magic weapon was what the Great Kang Emperor used to deal with unforeseen circumstances.

"But that's a true immortal..."

Emperor Da Kang sighed softly: "Mortals can kill immortals because among immortals there is the character '人' (person), a true immortal. How can one kill such an immortal?"

"Fortunately, I have no desire to fight against true immortals."

"The upheaval in the world is about to end."

"My plans should come to an end."

With that, Emperor Da Kang took out a white piece and placed it in a corner of the chessboard.

The originally intricate and confusing chess game suddenly became clear after this move was made.

The outcome was clear.

next second!
Emperor Da Kang disappeared.

And in the imperial mausoleum, hundreds of miles away from the capital.

Suddenly, a tremendous, earth-shaking sound rang out.

Boom! ! ! !

The earth has turned upside down!!!
Endless yellow mud gushed out from that passage, where many gods and golden core puppets were located, but in the blink of an eye, they were swallowed up by the yellow mud.

The entire imperial tomb was filled with yellow mud.

Boom boom boom! ! !
One by one, the monsters covered in mud grinned and crashed into the entrance of the imperial tomb.

In a more distant place.

Bingzhou, Chuzhou, Liangzhou, etc...

At these places where powerful families created gods, secret guards appeared one after another.

"His Majesty commands! Blast open the Netherworld! Quickly transform the entire Great Kang into a land of calamity and evil!!!"

The passages connecting these places to the Netherworld have long been dug out by powerful families using all their manpower and resources.

In some places, they even dug through to the underworld.

You can clearly feel that terrifying, evil, and infinitely dark power.

The earth will turn around today.

However, these passages are so fragile that once the earth dragon begins to turn over, it will affect the whole system.

If the powerful families hadn't been blinded by greed.

If they analyze the situation calmly, they will discover that all the cities surrounding the Great Kang Dynasty that have passages connecting to the Yellow Springs and the Underworld are under the control of the Great Kang Emperor.

Those places are now like boils.

The cities controlled by powerful families are the key nodes linking these festering sores.

The secondary capital, or the former capital.

At this moment, the true forms of the patriarchs of the four great families have gathered here.

The first thing the current Emperor of the Great Kang Dynasty did after ascending the throne was to move the capital.

This was done to gradually remove key positions in the court from the hands of powerful families.

But this was also part of his plan.

It's like taking away a child's toy. Once it's taken away, the child will want it back and will demand it even more aggressively.

Because I've lost it once.

I don't want to lose it a second time.

Now, the patriarchs of the four great families are well aware that there is also a passage in this old capital that connects to the Netherworld.

It is also connected to the imperial mausoleum.

Their spiritual bodies were engaged in a power struggle with the Emperor of Dakang in the capital.

The real body, however, brought the already-made statue with it.

It's all for the sake of robbing!

They stole the yellow clay from the old capital, which Emperor Dakang had placed there, to be used to create gods.

At the same time, this is also where they became gods.

Song, Li, Han, Meng.

The four old men exchanged a glance.

The yellow clay they used to create gods was being manipulated by various hands.

Only when they come together can they become gods.

The Song family patriarch said indifferently, "The earth outside has already turned upside down. Now that we've come this far, I have nothing more to say. Once we go in, the four of us will join forces to kill all the gods inside and take away the yellow mud."

The Li family patriarch coldly added, "After this is done, if the yellow clay isn't enough to create another god, then the four of us will settle things once and for all!"

"Promises are meaningless. A noble family is a noble family after all, and you and I are just you and me!"

A murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the Meng family patriarch.

"If you don't fight, you'll die."

The Han family patriarch sneered and took the initiative to make a move, taking out a large seal. This was a magic weapon he had refined, using the bloodline of the entire Han family.

At this moment, the great seal was unleashed and transformed into the size of a mountain.

They blasted open the entrance to the underground imperial tomb in the old capital.

They can work together as one in critical moments, but they can also turn against each other and fight to the death.

However, after entering that underground imperial tomb...

The patriarchs of the Li, Han, and Meng families were all stunned.

Because the underground imperial tomb in front of them was filled with the deities of the Song family.

Look behind you again.

The Song family patriarch has already blocked the exit.

"I lied to you; there is no yellow mud here at all."

The Song family patriarch said painfully, "His Majesty also deceived me. He misled everyone. This imperial mausoleum has always been empty. The yellow clay is only in your hands."

"Kill them!!"

"Kill you all, and I will be the only one to become a god or an immortal!"

……

The sky above Dakang.

Chen Huangpi and Yi Qingzhou fought until the sky darkened.

And this great battle is coming to an end.

Countless eyes are watching this place.

There are gods, cultivators, and even some beings hidden in the shadows.

Yi Qingzhou didn't care about any of these things.

"I lost."

Yi Qingzhou looked at Chen Huangpi, who was bathed in heavenly tribulation and whose sword aura was becoming increasingly terrifying, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He truly deserves to be his master's only disciple.

The stronger one's swordsmanship, the faster one's swordsmanship will improve.

In the end, they were using their immortal cultivation to suppress Chen Huangpi.

Continuing to fight like this will be pointless.

"call……"

Chen Huangpi was panting heavily, and the Void-Piercing Divine Sword in his hand was covered with nicks and slits.

He has reached his limit.

This sword has reached its limit.

"Actually, I lost."

Chen Huangpi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with sincere admiration, "You never used your ability to influence time from beginning to end. If you had, I would have lost long ago."

Yi Qingzhou shook his head and said, "You don't have that ability. If I were to fight you with that, it would mean I'm not sincere, and that's not what I want. If I lose, I lose, and there's nothing wrong with admitting it."

He is not obsessed with winning or losing.

Moreover, he has indeed used every technique in swordsmanship to target Chen Huangpi.

"Junior brother, you are indeed much stronger than before."

Yi Qingzhou walked up to Chen Huangpi and said calmly, "I can only feel at ease if you go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty with this in mind. Otherwise, as I said, it's better if you don't go."

"Okay, okay."

The brass oil lamp, with its legs crossed, shouted, "You're quite the talker, aren't you? I can tell you're letting Chen Huangpi have his way, and now you're just babbling on and on."

"If you want peace of mind, then go to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty with Chen Huangpi."

"Isn't this much better than teaching him how to fight?"

A brass oil lamp makes it easy to see.

Yi Qingzhou was using the guise of sword fighting to impart his combat experience to Chen Huangpi.

Later on, all sorts of deadly and underhanded tricks came out.

This is because they were afraid that Chen Huangpi would fight against people in the future, but he hadn't seen many immortal techniques and only thought that the ability to influence time was powerful, so he underestimated his opponent and suffered a setback.

That's why we let Chen Huangpi experience it in advance.

Yi Qingzhou smiled faintly: "I will go to the Great Qian Immortal Court, but that will be after my death."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp instantly became anxious.

"Yi Qingzhou, what do you mean by this?"

"You promised to live!"

"I didn't say that."

Yi Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I know you don't understand, after all, I was able to come back to life after the changes in the world."

"But……"

At this point, a look of pain appeared in Yi Qingzhou's eyes, and he clutched his chest, saying, "But whenever I think of those past events, I feel as if I'm being torn apart by a thousand knives."

"Chen Huangpi, you are not me."

“My mother is a sword immortal and the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and I am her only child.”

"I have been a sword genius since birth."

"But I was born rebellious."

“My mother taught me to practice swordsmanship, but I didn’t listen, I didn’t like it, and I didn’t want to.”

"I have betrayed the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion..."

Yi Qingzhou lowered her head, her whole body trembling, and said, "But how could I have understood back then how much of a blow this was to my mother? I was her only child..."

“Chen Huangpi, you were also raised with great care by the Abbot.”

“My mother’s kindness to me is no less than that to you, Master.”

Back then, Yi Qingzhou was arrogant because of his talent. It wasn't that he looked down on swordsmanship, but rather that he would do the opposite of whatever others asked him to do.

Especially his mother.

He betrayed the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion when he was a teenager, vowing never to follow the path of the sword in his life.

He just wanted to be free and do whatever he wanted.

He became a disciple of the abbot.

At that time, the term "Jingxian Temple" did not exist in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Jingxian Temple was built in the Shiwan Mountains.

"I am a stubborn person."

Yi Qingzhou covered her face with her hands, tears streaming through her fingers: "My mother arranged for me to become a disciple of the abbot in secret. She didn't blame me for being arrogant or rebellious, but later I found out..."

"I had a huge fight with her."

"It was then that I realized that after I left the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, my mother had been silently watching over me. Sometimes she would disguise herself as an old man on the roadside to answer my questions, and sometimes she would use the method of selling treasures to help me find bargains."

“I have failed my mother and hurt her heart. I have gone to the mountains to create a god.”

At this point, Yi Qingzhou broke down in tears: "I was too ashamed to face my mother, so I thought it would be good to clear my head, but I never imagined that time would pass and things would change so much..."

"For nearly 18,000 years, my heart has been torn apart every moment."

"I am an unfilial son..."

"After the cataclysmic changes in the world, I will come back to life."

Yi Qingzhou growled, "But how could I possibly face my mother? I can't even remember what she looks like, I don't even dare to think if she's still alive..."

"Junior brother, how can I face my mother in this state?"

"My master asked me if I regretted it?"

"I mean I will never regret it."

Yi Qingzhou pressed down on Chen Huangpi's shoulders, staring intently into his eyes, and gritted his teeth, saying, "But I didn't tell the abbot that what I said was both 'I will die without regret' and 'I regret my stubbornness and arrogance back then'..."

At this moment.

Chen Huangpi's lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He wanted to persuade Yi Qingzhou.

However, this seems to be a source of pain for Yi Qingzhou.

The person Yi Qingzhou wanted him to kill was his past self.

Driven by obsession, one pursues whatever one desires.

Obsessions arise from indulging in one's desires.

This was perhaps far more painful than the nearly ten thousand years that followed when it transformed into something evil.

Yi Qingzhou is unwilling to forgive herself, unwilling to let herself go.

"I don't have much time left."

Yi Qingzhou composed himself and said in a deep voice, "The day is almost up. I only have one question for you: does the agreement we made back then still stand?"

Chen Huangpi closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was unwavering.

"It counts!" (End of Chapter)