Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The thunderous roar was like the wrath of the heavens.

Before the words had even faded, the person had already arrived.

Chen Daoxing's ferocious face instantly appeared in front of Chen Huangpi.

"Give me the sword!!"

"I won't give it to you even if I die!"

The two locked eyes and instantly launched their attack.

Chen Daoxing struck down with a palm, carrying tremendous power. Chen Huangpi used his fist as a sword, showing no fear whatsoever.

From behind, even more soldiers with severed hands charged desperately.

"You dare to stop me?"

Chen Daoxing struck with a vengeful palm strike without turning his head.

With a deafening boom!!!
A huge, scorching ball of light erupted from the world within the Flying Immortal Scroll, from which flesh and blood splattered.

But this flesh and blood is not a severed hand.

It belongs to the Nine Spirits Venerable.

Before the dust had settled, Chen Huangpi, Duan Shou, and Chen Daoxing were already entangled in a shackle.

Chen Daoxing is Chen Daoxing after all.

He gripped Chen Huangpi's fist with one hand and faced the severed hand with the other.

A terrifying power erupted from his palm; even the slightest wisp of its energy could probably kill a true immortal.

“My family!!!”

The brass oil lamp was filled with shock and anger, its eyes blazing with fury. Chen Huangpi and Chen Daoxing were exchanging blows, but at this moment, his fist, as large as a mountain, was firmly held in place.

And the flesh kept breaking apart from the fist toward the forearm and arm, revealing the dark bones.

It completely panicked.

How could Chen Daoxing be so powerful?
When Chen Huangpi woke up, his physical body was actually shattered by a single blow!

Next, let's look at the dried yellow peel.

That suppressed, agonizing roar—he was probably going crazy from the pain.
"It's alright, Nine Spirits Venerable can still hold on!!!"

Chen Huangpi's expression was ferocious as he tried to pull his arm back.

But Chen Daoxing's hand was like an iron clamp, gripping firmly, making it impossible to break free.

"Give me that sword!!!"

Chen Daoxing gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Huangpi! Give me the sword, and all our past grievances can be wiped clean. Give me the sword, or you'll be courting death."

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

Chen Huangpi opened his blood-red mouth and spat directly at Chen Daoxing.

He is now controlling the body of the Nine Spirits Venerable.

The moment he opened his mouth, his spittle was like a floodgate opening, drenching Chen Daoxing like a drowning dog.

"court death!!!"

Two gray beams of light shot out from Chen Daoxing's eyes.

Two beams of gray light shot straight at Chen Huangpi's face, erasing everything in their path.

Thump! ...

Boom! ! !
Two beams of gray light pierced directly through Chen Huangpi's head.

Even his skull was cracked, and his flesh and blood were falling apart.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Chen Huangpi's face twisted, half of his face split open, and his other hand suddenly opened, with a blue life flame blooming in his hand, which he then slapped towards Chen Daoxing.

This life-fire is a technique from the Taixu world.

Especially this life fire, which is extremely terrifying. Ordinary true immortals will die if they come into contact with it, or even be transformed into beings from the Great Void.

Although Chen Daoxing was unaware of the strangeness of this life fire.

But he had climbed his way up step by step, experiencing countless battles, both big and small.

How could I allow this life-threatening fire to stick to me?
"break!!!!!"

Chen Daoxing's gaze was cold and ruthless. He opened his mouth and spat out a sword aura that resembled the Tai Sui Killing Sword.

"Not good! It's Tai Sui Sword Qi! He actually possesses Tai Sui Sword Qi!"

The severed hand roared in fury: "With my flesh and blood! Explode!!!"

One of its fingers exploded on the spot.

The severed hand was rebuilt to achieve the Dao fruit, following the path of plants and trees. The withering and flourishing of plants and trees represent Yin and Yang, life and death, and the five fingers correspond to the five elements that evolved from them.

A finger burst open.

The cycle of the five elements was immediately broken.

This destructive power of self-destruction penetrated directly into Chen Daoxing's palm, seemingly reaching every crevice.

And that was all.

Chen Daoxing's mind paused for a fleeting moment.

That's why Chen Huangpi struck Chen Daoxing with a palm strike in that split second.

boom! ! ! !

The earth within the Flying Immortal Diagram was cracked by the residual force of this palm strike.

Chen Daoxing was sent flying backward, his body engulfed in raging flames that seemed to burn him to ashes.

Click! ! ! !
An enormous arm fell to the ground.

Chen Huangpi arrived first despite being late, but he too could not avoid the Tai Sui sword energy spewed out by Chen Daoxing.

The sword energy severed one of his arms.

Furthermore, wisps of sword energy, as fine as cow hair, rushed into his body like madmen.

The Tai Sui Killing Sword can be considered the number one killing weapon in the Xuanzhen Dao world.

Among top-tier treasures, few can compare to it in terms of sheer destructive power.

The sword's aura was naturally terrifying.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but clutch his severed arm, letting out a groan that sounded inhuman.

Just now, it was the Nine Spirits Venerable who was suffering.

Therefore, Chen Huangpi's previous painful roars were nothing more than the pain of his life force burning.

But this sword wounded his spirit.

It gave him the illusion that his whole being had been cut open, inside and out.

"Hold on!!!"

The severed hand roared, "The Tai Sui sword energy has two transformations, one illusory and one real. The illusory one cuts the heart, and the real one cuts the body. Use your will to resist this illusion, or your body will really be cut open."

The Killing Sword Technique of Jingxian Temple was actually derived from observing the Tai Sui Killing Sword.

The Killing Sword Technique is just one variation of it.

The deductions made after the severed hand are not included.

But resisting with willpower is not such an easy thing.

Not everyone's will is as firm and unwavering as that of the old madman, whose will can manifest and continue fighting even after his life has been burned out.

Chen Huangpi now felt a thin line appear in his mind.

This fine thread is about to cut open one's mind.

He should die here on the spot.

To be honest, although Chen Huangpi's will was very firm, his cultivation speed was too fast, and the things he experienced were not from childhood to adulthood, but rather ups and downs.

He felt like he was going to die here.

"Transfer to Nine Spirits Venerable! Transfer to Nine Spirits Venerable!"

The brass oil lamp was held aloft by the ghost, who shouted, "Let the Nine Spirits Venerable take the blame for you! It has nine heads and nine lives; dying once is nothing to it!"

In an effort to keep the old madman, the precious black oil in the brass lamp was completely exhausted.

This lamp oil is no ordinary lamp oil.

Once used up, it's practically useless.

If it weren't for the vengeful spirit taking care of it, it probably wouldn't even be able to fly now.

"Nine Spirits Lord, true brothers should share joys and sorrows!!!"

Chen Huangpi's face contorted in rage as he immediately merged his mind into the consciousness of the sleeping Nine Spirits Venerable. He treated his own mind as a muddy rag, while the consciousness of the Nine Spirits Venerable was a river.

He continuously cleansed his mind within the consciousness of the Nine Spirits Venerable.

And it worked.

Consciousness can shift in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Huangpi's mind could no longer feel that pain. Looking at the body with one arm severed, he opened his mouth and spat out blue life fire.

Driven by the azure life fire, the Nine Spirits Venerable's body, which had already transformed into the Primordial Deity, was naturally under Chen Huangpi's complete control. His flesh and blood writhed, and he immediately grew another arm.

And within this body.

The consciousness of the Nine Spirits Venerable is no different from the appearance he once manifested.

Its enormous body had nine heads, like a lizard, one of which had broken apart.

The remaining eight heads, with their eyes closed, displayed expressions of pain and ferocity.

Since its birth, the Nine Spirits have been...

They then encountered two major calamities.

The great calamity was orchestrated by Chen Daoxing, who had everything under control and could manipulate those bronze oil lamps to put them to sleep, making it impossible for Him to avoid them.

Xiao Jie was Chen Huangpi, who called him brother and played mind games with him. Although Chen Huangpi never outmaneuvered him, he couldn't withstand the Taixu Dao Master's secret favoritism, which turned him into a puppet.

Of course, regardless of whether it's a major or minor calamity, the Nine Spirits Venerable will never be able to overcome this obstacle.

Da Chen put Him into a deep sleep, preventing Him from waking up and wresting control of His body from Chen Huangpi.

"Taixu Heavenly Way!!"

A chilling voice came from the sky.

Chen Daoxing tore off his tattered Taoist robe. His entire body was burning with life fire, and fine cracks appeared on his skin, as if he were transforming into a being from the Great Void.

And the Dao Fruit that looked like an eye on his head.

But then it slowly opened its eyes.

Those were eyes filled with utter wickedness, brimming with deep malice towards the world.

The gray, blood-red light shone on Chen Daoxing.

Heal all the cracks on his body.

In a short period of time, the injuries caused by the old madman have recovered by 60-70%.

Chen Daoxing's aura was as solid as a mountain and as deep as an abyss.

He looked at Chen Huangpi in front of him and said coldly, "I thought you were my master's own son. Even if I wanted to kill you, I thought I would at least give you a quick death."

"I never expected that you would be the Taixu Heavenly Dao."

"Taiyi, that's what those Taixu gods call you, right?"

"Enough talk, let's fight!"

Chen Huangpi didn't care about using other people's bodies, so he was unwilling to say a word to Chen Daoxing.

However, Chen Daoxing scoffed.

It was as if they had seen something ridiculous.

He took a step forward.

Dozens of terrifying sword energies suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Those sword energies were extremely restrained, showing no sign of sharpness whatsoever.

But in Chen Huangpi's eyes, it made his scalp tingle.

Tai Sui sword energy, it's all Tai Sui sword energy!

The brass oil lamp gasped, "Family member, can the Nine Spirits Venerable withstand this?"

Chen Huangpi didn't speak, but instead pushed the life fire burning all over his body to its limit, making it burn wildly.

He is currently only controlling the Nine Spirits Venerable with his mind, not possessing his body. He is relying on the connection of the mutated Dog Taming Scripture, while his own body is still undergoing transformation within that cocoon.

The mind is awake, but the body is not.

Otherwise, Chen Huangpi would have already used his "Heaven and Earth Manifestation" technique.

"Chen Daoxing! Although I hate you and wish I could kill you, you are right about one thing."

Chen Huangpi shouted loudly, "The Taixu deity does indeed call me Taiyi! But we are old acquaintances, so there's no need to be so formal. Just call me by my name."

As he spoke, he was also giving the severed hand a frantic wink.

Delay, delay!
With his severed hand suppressing his anger, he said, "Chen Daoxing, you traitor! You have committed such a heinous crime, do you not feel even a shred of remorse?"

"A sense of remorse?"

Chen Daoxing stepped through the air, looking down at Chen Huangpi angrily, and said, "Why should I regret it? What did I do wrong?"

"If the Taixu Heavenly Dao hadn't transformed into an external evil, forcing the Yellow Heaven to descend into the world prematurely, would things have turned out this way?"

"Will Master join Dao Cangtian?"

"Without him, none of this would have happened!"

If Chen Daoxing's feelings towards Chen Huangpi were previously limited to "we are not on the same page" as "we cannot work together", now hatred has taken over everything.

In his view, if it weren't for the Heavenly Dao of Taixu transforming into external evil to devour the Yellow Heaven and replenish itself...

Then Huang Tian wouldn't have been born prematurely and become a stillborn fetus.

The abbot will not revive Huang Tian.

At that time, the most likely course of action will be to destroy the will of the Yellow Heaven, and then, after merging with the Dao, fight that outline again.

Of course, he wasn't wrong to think that way.

Because without these things, Chen Huangpi would still be in chaos right now. No, it should be said that there is no Chen Huangpi, only Huangtian.

If he hadn't been born prematurely, he wouldn't have met the abbot in the celestial realm, and he wouldn't have been so persistent in calling him "master."

There will be no yellow skin.

They wouldn't have this father-son-like relationship.

The man with the severed hand looked at Chen Daoxing with extreme apprehension.

Although it hated Chen Daoxing to the core.

However, he had to admit that even at his peak, he was no match for Chen Daoxing.

Although the other side no longer has that Crimson Blood Banner.

But on their side, they also lost the old madman.

“If you kill Chen Huangpi, then the Nine Spirits Venerable will also die.”

The severed hand said coldly, "At that time, your plan to activate the Golden Sky Lantern to enlighten the Nine Spirit Venerables will fail. The change in heaven and earth is about to end. Where will you find a substitute?"

It's unclear how Chen Daoxing obtained those Tai Sui sword energies.

One less is one less.

However, cultivators whose will is not strong enough will inevitably be killed by it.

Especially a severed hand.

It has now become another Xu Qingshan, and there are flaws in its will.

Absolutely not a drop can be touched.

Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

Chen Daoxing glanced coldly at the severed hand and said noncommittally, "If it were before, you might have been able to try to blackmail me with the Nine Spirits Venerable, but now, that sword must be handed over to me!"

The old madman was left with only a stub of his sword, and Chen Daoxing didn't dare touch it with his own hands.

What he was afraid of wasn't just the old madman.

Another fear is that one's own resolve in the Dao is unstable.

The lesson the old madman taught him was like a slap in the face, leaving him both angry and terrified.

Now, Chen Daoxing intends to destroy this sword.

He could tolerate everything else.

Chen Huangpi didn't speak, but silently opened his mouth and swallowed the sword that had been sheathed.

His stomach was long gone; he had turned it into a world of organs.

Although Chen Daoxing certainly didn't know the reason.

But the brass oil lamp understood this attitude better than anyone else.

Exchanging swords is permissible.

We have to break open Chen Huangpi's flesh and dig him out alive from his internal organs.

"It seems there's no point in talking."

Chen Daoxing wiped the blood off his face, as if he were tidying himself up.

Available in the next second.

His handsome face was filled with murderous intent.

Dozens of Tai Sui sword energies flashed and instantly enveloped all directions.

This is a formation.

Chen Huangpi's understanding of formations was that of a grandmaster. He immediately discovered that all paths to survival were occupied by these Tai Sui sword energies, and that the world within the Flying Immortal Diagram was filled with billowing gray mist.

When Heaven unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land.

How to do?
Chen Huangpi's mind was in turmoil.

He could endure the excruciating pain of being burned alive, but now he sees no hope at all.

Give him a little more time.

He will be able to break free from his cocoon and unleash the power of the Heaven and Earth Technique to fight Chen Daoxing.

But what he lacks is time.

It seems that from the beginning until now, no matter how much his strength increases, it can't keep up with the dangers he faces.

Rumble…

Strange sounds echoed from the void.

The world within the Flying Immortal Diagram was already overburdened, and the altars that controlled this world had collapsed to an extreme degree, constantly falling towards the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Chen Daoxing, however, did not care.

Because by this point in his plan, the world of the Flying Immortal Map had become practically irrelevant.

Previously, it was only used as a tool.

Yes, tools...

The Flying Immortal Painting was originally just a valuable treasure.

It can be considered close to the Tao.

But in the long years, how many immortal figures have died, almost reaching the Dao?

In the Xuanzhen Daoist world, those who have almost completely died are now only a handful left.

What Chen Daoxing valued was that the world of this Flying Immortal Diagram contained the deathly aura of the heavens, which gave it all sorts of strange effects that even those close to the Dao could not see through.

This is also the place where the deceased Cangtian once stayed, and his master, the abbot, once conducted some experiments here.

Later, for some reason, nothing more was heard of it.

For Chen Daoxing, with the matter of the Milky Way settled, the next step was for the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty to turn into Yin Earth.

The world within the Flying Immortal Map falling back to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was exactly what he wanted to see.

Watching Chen Daoxing walk towards them step by step.

Chen Huangpi's breathing became increasingly rapid, and the life fire on his body burned wildly. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was some kind of powerful being who was close to the Dao, and was burning his own Dao fruit to fight desperately.

"Our clan, our clan..."

"Stop arguing, give me some time, give me some time."

Chen Huangpi roared in his heart, "Give me some time, and I will break free of my cocoon. I will definitely kill Chen Daoxing!"

As he transforms into Taiyi, his strength will continuously increase.

Unrestricted growth will continue until it loses itself and becomes part of the natural order.

Of course, he could kill Chen Daoxing in that situation.

Chen Daoxing had only learned about 70-80% of the abbot's skills; he had not yet reached the level of being invincible like the abbot before he attained enlightenment.

Otherwise, the old madman's last sword strike wouldn't have left him in such a sorry state.

How much time do you need?

The brass oil lamp said dryly, "Agui and I will try to squeeze it out for you."

Chen Huangpi said, "The time I need is not the present time, but the time to stop Chen Daoxing."

He has already come up with a solution.

That is to go back to the past and use the method of the Taoist Song who died at his hands.

He had previously killed Song Daoren in the Southern Dao Prefecture of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

Unable to defeat him, Daoist Song used the "Marking the Boat to Find the Sword" technique, seemingly intending to fight Chen Huangpi to the death, but in reality, he instantly ran away, reversing time to the past. Even though it was very short, it was still quite remarkable.

This "marking the boat to find the sword" mentality allows one to repeatedly jump between the present and the past.

Going to the past can buy time.

However, the longer the time scale, the more severe the backlash from the five signs of decay will be.

Fortunately, Chen Huangpi didn't have this concern.

Heaven may grow old, earth may become barren, but what does a ten-thousand-year-old corpse have to fear?

The deathly aura was heavier than anyone else's.

The only concern is that this method is too useless. True immortals don't use the reverse flow for long enough, and since they are almost independent of the river of time, they don't need to go through so much trouble.

It is no longer an empty space; we now have the concepts of time and space.

The moment he uses this technique, Chen Daoxing will definitely notice and be able to immediately interrupt him.

Who can buy him time to perform his magic?
Hear this.

The brass oil lamp thought to itself, "Master, just tell me how long you want to hold off Chen Daoxing."

"Once I use this method, it will take at least three breaths to complete."

"That's good."

The brass oil lamp was afraid that Chen Huangpi would say that a cup of tea or half a day was too long. If it was just three breaths to perform the magic, then there was still a way to make up for it.

"Three breaths, leave it to me and Ah Gui."

The brass oil lamp said earnestly, "Master, you can use the 'Marking the Boat to Find the Sword' technique without worry. With me and Agui here, what can Chen Daoxing do? His Dao heart is unstable right now. Let alone three breaths, I can control him for thirty breaths."

Chen Huangpi was puzzled: "Huang Er, do you still have tricks up your sleeve?"

"Don't ask, the answer is that I have a dark past."

The brass oil lamp and the ghostly figure exchanged a glance.

These two things don't have any kind of telepathic connection, but the way they look at each other is very subtle.

It's time to teach Chen Daoxing some methods other than brute force.

Many thoughts flowed by in an instant.

In the blink of an eye.

Chen Daoxing had already arrived in front of them.

Strangely, the severed hand merely shielded Chen Huangpi behind him, instead of desperately pushing forward as before.

Chen Huangpi, seeing this, was not about to hesitate for a second.

He clapped his hands and immediately activated the "marking the boat to find the sword" technique.

He once looked down on this method and despised it immensely. He felt that he had three black rings and a coffin left by his master, and that it was such a useless thing. He wasn't a junk collector who would take anything.

Now, it turns out to be the only lifeline that can buy him time.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to try to escape now?"

Chen Daoxing's voice was devoid of any emotion: "This is the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, not your Taixu True Realm. I can go there whenever you want."

"However, this is the best place for you to die. Just die here."

As he spoke, he reached out a hand towards Chen Huangpi.

For beings that are almost at the level of the Dao, even a single breath is enough to cause a cataclysmic upheaval.

At the same time, the pent-up Tai Sui sword energy enveloped the severed hand.

They completely cut off the opportunity for the severed hand to strike.

Without the severed hand harassing him, Chen Daoxing could completely control Chen Huangpi.

But at this moment.

The vengeful spirit took a deep breath and slammed the Soul-Catching Book down.

next second.

An embryo, resembling a golden elixir, appeared in its hand.

The brass oil lamp twisted its body into a chain, directly binding the embryo.

There was also a severed hand.

With the severed hand and sword fingers joined together, the Killing Sword Technique was instantly prepared.

At this moment, the vengeful ghost, the brass oil lamp, and the severed hand all blocked Chen Huangpi's way.

Chen Daoxing's hand, which was reaching out to Chen Huangpi, froze and began to tremble at that moment.

"You're not allowed to kill my brother!!!"

Inside the golden elixir embryo, a dead infant with long black hair that covered its body like clothing clenched its fists angrily and bared its teeth at Chen Daoxing.

Chen Daoxing's pupils contracted sharply, and his voice trembled as he said, "Royal sister, how...how did you end up in their hands..."

Little Chenchen angrily said, "You're not allowed to kill my brother!!!"

Chen Daoxing froze, and said in disbelief, "Royal sister, it's me, I... I'm your brother..."

"You are not my brother!"

Little Chen pointed at Chen Huangpi, whose expression was equally interesting, and said, "He's my brother!"

"He's your brother? What about me? What about me?!"

"You tried to kill my brother, you're a bad person!"

Little Chenchen angrily said, "I won't let you kill my brother! I hate you!!"

puff……

Chen Daoxing's face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his heart with all his might. (End of Chapter)