Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Ji Wangyou naturally had no idea.

The reason Chen Huangpi knew the Ziwei Emperor's magic was because, several years later, it was he, the Ziwei Emperor's own son, who passed it on on the battlefield of Tianhe.

Furthermore, he successfully broke through to the half-step shortcut in the future.

At this very moment, Ji Wangyou witnessed how to use the Great Star Destroying God Technique in the Void of Mountains and Seas.

Of course, it was impossible for him to escape the Tianhe battlefield by piloting the treasure ship.

It's impossible, at least for now.

Because an incredibly massive phantom of the Purple Star directly shattered this timeline, Chen Huangpi pulled Chen Daoxing into this unusual prison-like spacetime.

"Now, we have plenty of time to fight to the death!"

Chen Huangpi's massive figure stood atop the Milky Way. His body was shattered and riddled with deep, bone-revealing cracks, yet his aura remained fierce, tragic, and resolute.

Chen Daoxing was equally disheveled.

He stood in the sky, blood dripping from the many wounds on his body.

Compared to Chen Huangpi's incomparably powerful Taiyi body.

His physical body was still far inferior.

Even if he had the upper hand over Chen Huangpi from beginning to end, he couldn't make up for the gap.

"Hehehe."

Chen Daoxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed disdainfully: "Chen Huangpi, are you that afraid of me? Afraid that you can't kill me, so you desperately dragged me into the past."

"Five years? You're so confident you can kill me in just five years?"

"At the very least, you can't escape."

Chen Huangpi said expressionlessly, "Time has been disrupted, and we will both be trapped here. No one can jump into the river of time; we can only wait day by day."

"You are very strong, stronger than I imagined."

"More than ten thousand years ago, I fought you in the memory of the Weak Water River God, but the Weak Water River God could not reflect your true power. However, I am also more powerful than I was more than ten thousand years ago."

"Junior brother, I'm stronger than you think."

At this moment, Chen Daoxing suddenly started calling him "Junior Brother" again. It seemed that his fighting spirit had eased a little, or perhaps it was because he could say some things that he couldn't say in this special spacetime prison.

"You haven't experienced my pain, so you can't understand what kind of torment losing is for me."

“In your eyes, I am a traitor, deserving of death.”

"Is it possible that the outcome I envision, the path I seek, is essentially the same as your ultimate goal?"

Chen Daoxing said somewhat listlessly, "There are countless paths, but the ultimate destination of all the great roads is the same."

After saying that, his face suddenly turned ferocious, and he roared, "I am stronger than those bandit leaders. I will prove to my master and my father that I am right. Give me enough time, and I can reverse everything!"

"But why, why are you unwilling to travel with me?"

"Why is no one willing to bet everything on me?"

"Just because I'm just a human being, and I'm not the Yellow Heaven?"

"But even the Lord of the Dao is only human!"

Listen to what Chen Daoxing said.

Chen Huangpi was somewhat speechless.

But the severed hand whispered in his heart, "Junior brother, don't be misled by his words. He didn't have no choice, but rather he had no choice at all. He may have really thought that becoming the Dao Lord would allow him to rewrite the entire ending, but his actions cannot cover up his sins."

The severed hand actually knew very well who it belonged to.

However, the abbot gave it a choice.

It is Xu Qingshan, yet it is not Xu Qingshan.

With this identity, it can do certain things with a clear conscience.

Without having to think about or dwell on the impact of that great war back then.

Let's not talk about the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

If we really look at how things have turned out, the outline is the main culprit, but Taixu also played a very disgraceful role in it.

However, Chen Daoxing will inevitably bear the brunt of the blame for the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty and the Immortal Realm.

And then there's the old madman, who also died at Chen Daoxing's hands.

"Senior brother, my heart is steadfast."

Chen Huangpi silently said to himself, "When I came to Daqian, I was still a little confused, but the disciples of Tai Sui Sect, the old madman, and the leader of Tai Sui Sect all made me understand one thing."

“I can’t afford to lose.”

"Perhaps what I'm saying sounds ridiculous to others."

"But I will win, and I can only win."

“I am my master’s most beloved child. He made me a yellow-skinned person for more than 10,000 years. But I also know that my master not only loves me, but all living beings in the world are his children.”

"I just don't understand why Chen Daoxing is so similar to me, yet so different."

Chen Daoxing is the crown prince of the Great Qian Dynasty.

He was the son of Emperor Chen, the nephew of the abbot, and also his eldest disciple.

Chen Huangpi is the darling of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the only and youngest disciple of the abbot, and also the nephew of Emperor Chen.

When Da Chen was young, he must have been a pampered genius.

When Xiao Chen was young, although he had the abbot and Huang Er with him, he had never seen anyone else in the vast mountains. Whether you call it being muddleheaded or innocent, he lived a very happy life.

But one thing is certain about Chenhuangpi.

That is, if Master wanted to kill Chen Daoxing back then, he definitely could have done it.

Even with that outline, Master could still forcefully attack.

The reason why the master did not do so may be because he had some other emotions in his heart.

Perhaps it was out of self-reproach for not leading Chen Daoxing onto the right path.

Or perhaps it's the pain of being betrayed.

But Chen Huangpi never felt these emotions. It seemed that his master was unwilling to talk about these bad things in front of him, and did not want him to come into contact with them too early.

He had to see everything for himself.

He has to make all the decisions himself.

"Chen Daoxing".

Chen Huangpi took a deep breath and said calmly, "When I first learned about you, I had very mixed feelings about you. On the one hand, I hated what you did, but on the other hand, I envied that you were Master's first disciple."

“I understand why the fellow disciples at Jingxian Temple hate you so much – it’s because they once regarded you as an elder brother.”

"I actually don't want to be the junior apprentice."

"I want to be the boss."

“I want everyone to fawn over me, praise me, call me a genius, and say I’m amazing, but Huang Er only smears me, A Gui always complains that Huang Er and I are courting death and causing trouble, and Fox Mountain God’s flattery always hits my sore spot.”

“If I were you, I would never do what you did. I would stay in the Ten Thousand Mountains with my master and never go anywhere else.”

At this point, Chen Huangpi suddenly chuckled and said, "But I also know that this is just hindsight. Anyone can say nice things. You might scoff at what I'm saying, but I still want to ask you."

"In these more than ten thousand years, have you ever had a moment of regret?"

do not know why.

When the moment actually came, Chen Huangpi was able to speak calmly and peacefully with Chen Daoxing.

He really wanted to know.

I really can't figure it out.

Why would someone be so ruthless as to kill their fellow disciples who once respected and loved them so much?

Why would someone betray even their teacher who imparts knowledge and guidance?

And then there's Emperor Chen, Chen Daoxing's biological father. How could he do such a thing!
call……

A gust of wind blew.

The wind ruffled Chen Daoxing's hair, obscuring his eyes and making his gaze even more obscure and complex.

I don’t know how much time passed.

It might be a moment, or perhaps just a few breaths.

But this is not important.

Because Chen Huangpi is willing to wait for this answer.

Five years is neither a short nor a long time; he had enough time to settle things with Chen Daoxing.

"If I hadn't betrayed my master, what would I have done, given my personality?"

Chen Daoxing murmured, "I should stay in the Ten Thousand Mountains. I will try to revive the heavens, just like the unfinished formation I painstakingly created. I will draw upon the death energy of the heavens and presumptuously attempt to extend its life for another era."

"Then I will wait. I might bury myself and reappear to join the battle when the cataclysmic changes in the world are over, but in that case, I will not have the ability to turn the tide."

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi's eyes twitched, and he said incredulously, "You created that formation in the old temple?"

Chen Daoxing gave him a complicated look.

"Back then, I was still me."

“Master wanted to revive Huang Tian, ​​but the leader of the Jie Tian Sect had already mentioned to me that Master might merge with the Heavenly Dao and bet everything on Huang Tian.”

"Although I didn't want to believe it at the time, I did try to resurrect the heavens."

“I have studied the methods of worshipping the spirits.”

"All things have a spirit, and so does the heavens."

The core concept of Bailingtian is that all things have spirits, and the ultimate goal of cultivation is to worship the heavens and invite spirits, so that the heavenly way is bestowed upon one, making one equivalent to the Dao Lord.

However, the theme is one thing.

Even the leader of the Bailingtian cult didn't reach this point.

If you want to worship Heaven and invoke spirits, you must at least have the qualifications to communicate with Heaven on an equal footing; otherwise, Heaven is ruthless and would not respond to you.

But if one can engage in dialogue on equal footing and communicate with the Heavenly Dao, then one is already a Dao Lord.

Why go through all that trouble?

Therefore, Bai Lingtian's philosophy is very similar to that of the old madman's swordsmanship philosophy.

They're all the kind of works that, when you mention them, have incredibly lofty ideals that leave you in awe and full of admiration, but inside you want to curse them as madmen, thinking that such things are simply beyond human capabilities.

However, the method of worshipping the spirit heaven truly opened up a new avenue for Chen Daoxing back then.

If we consider the sky as a person.

By drawing out the deathly energy from the heavens and then reversing it, the yin energy gives rise to yang, thus creating life. Perhaps this could truly extend their lifespan.

However, Chen Daoxing's idea was very good.

Three thousand immortals serve as the core of the formation, and nine great treasures act as its hub.

Suppressing the heavens and guiding away the deathly energy.

But Heaven is not human.

The end of an era is not determined by human will.

The Xuanzhen Dao Realm has gone through countless eras. If this heaven has a will, then its will must be to end and restart each era, to gradually transform, and finally to perfectly ascend to the realm of the perfect world.

Just as the will of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm never expected that a Dao Lord would commit suicide at the end of an era, and that a new heaven would eventually descend to earth as a living being, thus unleashing a great calamity of reckoning.

Chen Daoxing never imagined that he would end up like this.

Think of this.

Chen Daoxing calmly said, "If I hadn't come to this point, I would be standing by your side. You've learned too much, and your path is too complicated. I would definitely teach you how to sort out your own path."

"Of course, you are not human, you are Taiyi of Taixu."

"Perhaps for you, the more Dharma the better, and the more diverse the doctrines the more refined."

"But Chenhuangpi..."

"There's no going back in this world, so if you ask me if I regret it, I'll tell you now."

"I do not regret!"

Chen Daoxing spoke those last words with unusual firmness.

He could see his own path and his own way, and that path was viable for him.

In a sense.

Chen Daoxing was indeed a very standard cultivator of the Xuanzhen Daoist world.

They are stubborn and persistent; once they've decided on a path, they'll stubbornly follow it to the end, even if it means death, they'll never turn back.

"You're not even willing to admit that you regret it."

Chen Huangpi pointed at Chen Daoxing and said, "Is it really that hard to admit a mistake?"

If Chen Daoxing is willing to admit his mistake.

Even after Chen Huangpi killed him, he would still show him some respect.

For example, take his body back to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Let his fellow disciples curse and lash out at his corpse. But Chen Daoxing simply refused to admit his mistake.

Then we'll have to grind his bones to ashes and make him as dead as can be.

"Whether I am wrong or not, you outsiders from Taixu have no right to judge."

Chen Daoxing pointed to the sky and said, "Only the Xuanzhen Dao Realm can judge me, but you cannot, and neither can my master! Heaven does not allow me to do this, but I insist on following my own path. Everything I say and do is for my own good. My heart is clear and bright, so how can it be tainted?"

"Chen Huangpi, you underestimate me."

"Come on, let's continue the battle. You should have already taken control of the Heavenly River. Let me see how much stronger you are now with its blessing!"

This statement is extremely arrogant.

Chen Daoxing's face was also full of arrogance.

He was born with extraordinary talent, how could he not be arrogant?
It's important to understand that major battles in the long course of time don't just occur at one point.

If time is a line...

Then the past and the future are the two ends of this line.

The fact that Da Chen and Xiao Chen are fighting to this extent means that time has been divided into countless points, and at each point, they are engaged in a fierce battle.

This is why, in the past, during the Great Qian Dynasty, so many True Immortals witnessed the battle between the Two Chens at different times and in different places.

Chen Daoxing was dragged into the water by Chen Huangpi.

Trapped in this time-space prison, but the location they chose was the Tianhe Battlefield.

Chen Daoxing had already figured out what Chen Huangpi was thinking as soon as he entered.

The Nine Spirits are the spirits of the Milky Way.

The brand was under Chen Huangpi's control.

It is close to the Dao yet independent of the river of time. Therefore, the celestial river of this spacetime is unclaimed. Chen Huangpi holds the power of the imprint, and thus the celestial river blesses him.

He is now an unconventional Lord of the Milky Way.

Even so, Chen Daoxing remained fearless.

"When I beat you to death, I hope your mouth will still be as hard as it is now."

Chen Huangpi stomped his foot suddenly.

The Milky Way beneath their feet instantly surged with towering waves.

Chen Daoxing, however, disdainfully grabbed at the surrounding space.

next second.

Endless gray, malevolent winds gathered in his hand, and one could vaguely see another world within them.

That's the world in the painting of flying immortals.

Chen Daoxing giving Chen Huangpi time doesn't mean he's being arrogant.

In fact, he is also restoring his own combat strength.

……

But on the original timeline.

The world within the Flying Immortal Scroll has already fallen into the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

This world was shattered by Chen Huangpi and Chen Daoxing, and could no longer overlap with the Milky Way as it once did, hanging high above the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

It truly was an earthquake.

"Huang Er! Huang Er!!"

From within the gray fog, the urgent voice of the Death-Snatching Demon rang out.

Earlier, Chen Daoxing suddenly attacked and blasted the brass oil lamp out of the world of the Flying Immortal Painting, and it is unknown where it fell.

As a result, the vengeful spirit can now only wander aimlessly in the gray fog.

"Brother Ghost, over there, over there."

Inside the pill, Little Chen pointed in a direction and shouted as if it had discovered the location of the brass oil lamp.

however.

The ghost looked ahead, but could only barely make out a huge shadow, rising and falling like mountains in the gray mist.

That place gave him a terrifying feeling.

It was as if some terrifying monster was lurking inside.

"Little Chen, are you sure Huang Er is in there?"

The vengeful spirit looked down at Xiao Chenchen, who was being protected behind its ribcage.

Chen Daoxing did not kill it.

Although nine palm strikes were delivered to it, the body of the Soul-Reaper was actually tempered, making its skeletal form incredibly sturdy, even stronger than a peak True Immortal.

To be honest, Chen Daoxing still had some humanity left when it came to his sister.

He didn't kill the vengeful spirit; instead, he used this method to allow the spirit to live longer and protect his sister.

However, Xiao Chenchen's special circumstances left the vengeful ghost somewhat at a loss.

"Brother Ghost, I..."

Little Chenchen said somewhat at a loss, "I feel that Brother Huang Er should be over there, but there is a very powerful person there who seems to have captured Brother Huang Er."

"what?"

The Soul-Reaping Ghost's expression changed drastically: "Could it be that another Dao Lord has made a move?"

Chen Daoxing's side still has at least four Dao Lords who can make a move.

Right now, the vengeful ghost is thinking about the worst possible outcome.

The Taoist master seized the brass oil lamp.

If that's the case, even if the Golden Sky Lantern appears, it probably won't be able to reverse the overall situation.

However, at that moment, a sharp voice rang out from the Book of Souls.

"You bastard! You traitorous wretch, if you dare release me, I'll stab you to death with a horn!"

This is Jinjiao hurling insults.

Silver Horn retorted angrily, "Chen Daoxing is a scoundrel! You scoundrel, you looked so respectable before, but how did you end up accepting favors from him? Are you going to become a traitor too?!"

"Second brother, are you stupid? It's full of treachery; it's been a traitor for a long time!"

"Big brother, that bastard didn't betray Yellow Skin Daddy before, did he?"

"But it betrayed the Netherworld! The seeds of treason were sown long ago, and now they are merely sprouting and growing."

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn were furious that the Soul-Reaping Ghost had been empowered by Chen Daoxing.

Both of them have simple minds.

They were both stupid and foolish; no matter how the ghosts explained, they simply refused to believe them.

In reality, it's unlikely that anyone else would believe in the Soul Reaper. After all, if Chen Daoxing were to make a move, wouldn't he leave some kind of backdoor on it?
Even the vengeful ghost wouldn't believe it if you said no.

"You two stop shouting. Wait for the master to return and make a decision."

The vengeful ghost is getting annoyed to death by Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

Its current strength is insufficient to remain unharmed in the gray fog, and it is unknown what Chen Daoxing did that caused Little Chen to be unable to be collected into the Soul-Hooking Book.

It had to protect Xiao Chenchen while also searching for the brass oil lamp in the gray fog.

Not only did those two idiots, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, not only fail to help, but they also viciously insult and criticize it.

"You shameless bastard, how dare you talk about Yellow Skin Father like that!"

"Chen Daoxing has already gone over to kill him. His Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique can't last long. He must have been killed by Chen Daoxing by now."

"Waaaaah, Yellow-skinned Daddy, you died such a terrible death!"

I don't know about these two things. Although Chen Huangpi's Law of Heaven and Earth can't be maintained for long, there's someone secretly supporting him behind this second transformation into Taiyi.

As long as that person doesn't stop, Chen Huangpi will be able to maintain his position until he kills Chen Daoxing.

Chen Daoxing's strength has an upper limit.

Chen Huangpi also exists, but fortunately, his potential is higher than that of Chen Daoxing.

The vengeful spirit, suppressing its anger, said, "The master will not die. He will definitely win. What I need to do now is to make his chances of winning even greater. You two can choose not to help, but don't cause trouble."

"Otherwise, I'll smash your mouths right now!"

"Don't force me!"

"Don't be afraid, sir!"

"If my brother isn't afraid, then I'm not afraid either."

"..."

Hearing this, the Soul-Snatching Ghost was speechless. If Little Chenchen couldn't get into the Soul-Snatching Book, could it just run in and beat up Golden Horn and Silver Horn by itself?
Leave Xiao Chenchen alone in the gray fog.

This is something the older brother would never do.

"Wait a minute, Silver Horn, can you smell something fishy?"

"Brother, how did you know I was scared to death by Chen Daoxing before?"

"It doesn't smell like your urine, it smells like fox fur."

Hear this.

The ghostly figure's eyes widened in shock as it exclaimed, "The Fox Mountain God?"

Jinjiao said, "That's right, it's the smell of that vixen. There's its scent in this gray fog, though it's very faint, but my nose can smell it."

"where is it?"

"I don't know, I just smelled it."

Hearing this, the ghost's heart, which had just been pounding, sank back down.

The Fox Mountain God disappeared completely after arriving in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty. Chen Huangpi once suspected that he was taken away by the Lord of the Spirit Worshiping Heaven Sect, but before he could even go there, the battle on the Heavenly River battlefield turned into what it is now.

The Bailingtian sect disappeared into the gray fog.

It's practically impossible for the vengeful spirit to find the other party.

But at this moment.

The direction that Xiao Chenchen pointed in earlier.

Suddenly, two points of light appeared in the pitch-black, boundless shadows, like those of a mountain.

After the light appeared, it rushed towards the ghost at an extremely fast speed.

The vengeful ghost was on high alert.

But there has been no action yet.

Then a very familiar, somewhat lewd, and slightly sleazy voice rang out.

"Ah Gui, it's me! I am the Fox Mountain God!"

"The Fox Mountain God?!"

The vengeful ghost was stunned.

When the two beams of light approached from afar and came into view.

The vengeful spirit then saw a completely different fox mountain god.

It has a large body and smooth, shiny fur.

Moreover, his body was covered with dense runes, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

Especially those eyes.

The fox mountain god's eyes used to be beastly pupils, appearing somewhat dim and yellowish, but now they are incredibly bright and clear, as if it had undergone a transformative change.

"Fox Mountain God, you..."

"It's a long story. Come back to Bailingtian with me first. Huang Er is there too."

"Oh no! We must leave quickly! A Dao Lord has descended!"

The ghost felt a chill run down its spine and charged directly into the undulating shadows with the fox mountain god.

Above the gray fog.

That shattered world of the Flying Immortals Painting.

Like a shower of light and shadow, it fell into the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty like a shooting star.

But at that moment, a cold voice rang out.

"Chen Daoxing is a real piece of trash. He let Chen Huangpi mess things up like this. If I had known this would happen, I would have just used him as a body for possession back then."

"Backtrack!!!"

In an instant, the shattered world of the Flying Immortal Diagram reversed its flow.

The broken altars were immediately restored to their original state.

Clusters of light disappeared into it.

Those flowing lights were all nascent immortal beings. (End of Chapter)