Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The setting sun was like blood, and the lonely moon rose into the sky.

As the last ray of sunlight on the horizon was swallowed by darkness.

Chen Huangpi finally met Tang Gu, whom he had been longing for.

Tang Valley is very large.

The overlapping outlines, like mountains, create a strange, surreal place.

A towering, leafy tree sits in the heart of Tang Valley.

The tree canopy blocked out the sky and sun.

Chen Huangpi saw the sun sink into Tanggu and disappear from the treetop.

It's as if this tree connects to another world.

"The Towering Tree!"

Chen Huangpi said excitedly, "This is the original towering Jianmu tree. It is even more magnificent than I imagined, and it is also almost a Dao-like existence."

This magnificent tree is naturally the Jianmu Tree that reaches the heavens, and it is also the mother tree of the Jianmu Tree at Jingxian Temple.

The Soul-Reaping Ghost asked in bewilderment, "Master, Huang Er, why hasn't this Heaven-Reaching Tree taken form? With its power, surely it can do it?"

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "I don't know why, but it's so powerful that if it wanted to transform into a human, it should only be a matter of a thought, right?"

"Hey, you're wrong about that, sir."

With his hands on his hips, the brass oil lamp said somewhat boastfully, "It's not that the Tongtian Jianmu tree doesn't want to take form, but that it simply can't. Don't be fooled by its near-Dao nature; it can't even leave this Tang Valley."

"Why?"

"Because it is not a living being, but a part of this Tang Valley, or rather, the Xuanzhen Dao Realm."

There are some things that Chen Huangpi and the Soul-Reaping Ghost cannot understand.

Because both of these are legitimate living beings.

But brass oil lamps are different.

It was once a magical artifact that was forged. It was exactly what it was at the moment of its birth. For it, there was no such thing as becoming stronger; it could only recover towards its peak.

Once it regains its peak power, the brass oil lamp will be unable to advance any further.

Even as a magical artifact, the brass oil lamp cannot transform into a human form; even if it does, it would only be a mere illusion created by magic.

Of course, that was all in the past.

Now, Emperor Chen doesn't know what restrictions were broken or what benefits were given to it after it was re-refined.

The brass oil lamp could sense that it could truly become a person if it wanted to.

Therefore, the brass oil lamp is naturally the most qualified to speak on this towering Jianmu tree.

"The time when this towering Jianmu tree was born can be described as extremely ancient."

The brass oil lamp explained, "It should be an existence from the same era as the Ziwei Emperor, except that the Ziwei Emperor chose to transform into a human, while it took root in Tanggu and connected the three realms."

"The closer its connection with Yuya, the more it gradually loses its status as an individual entity."

"While this makes it extremely powerful, it would be absolutely outrageous for it to take human form."

"After all, its transformation is equivalent to Tanggu's transformation."

"If Tanggu has taken human form, then where has the sun gone?"

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi immediately understood.

The towering Jianmu tree stands tall and upright, its roots firmly planted in the valley, its canopy protecting the sun.

This can be considered an alternative spirit of heaven and earth.

Or rather, it is a tree that grows alongside heaven and earth.

If we say that the Ziwei Emperor, as a manifestation of a star, followed the righteous path.

That towering Jianmu tree probably went astray, and no one reminded it. By the time it tried to transform again, it was already impossible.

If Tanggu is destroyed, the Tongtian Jianmu tree will also perish.

"So that's how the sapling at Jingxian Temple came about?"

Chen Huangpi said thoughtfully, "The real Jianmu tree has gone astray, so it can only place its hopes on its descendants, so that a branch tree can live on in its place."

The brass oil lamp hesitated and said, "That's hard to say. Actually, I always felt that after the Tongtian Jianmu died, it should be reborn on the one in the Jingxian Temple."

That's why it thinks that way.

It's because when we were at Jingxian Temple, the Jianmu tree was planted by the abbot one day.

On the first day, the Jianmu tree was just a small sapling, looking completely devoid of any spirituality.

The next day, the Jianmu tree had grown to a height of a hundred zhang, and its cultivation had reached the realm of immortals.

Article 3...

Day ...

It seems that in less than half a month, the Jianmu tree had already acquired strength close to that of the Dao.

Although all nine great treasures are close to the Dao.

Even within that, Jianmu is only considered downstream.

But such a change in cultivation level is truly astonishing.

The brass oil lamp inquired about other precious treasures, but ultimately only obtained some answers from the Dragon Locking Well.

The Dragon-Locking Well told it that if a branch of a tree is broken off and replanted, the branch, once it survives, will become both a new individual and a part of the mother tree.

This mysterious relationship is roughly equivalent to: I gave birth to my son, but my son is me.

However, the brass oil lamp did not believe that the relationship between the sapling and the mother tree was as the Lock Dragon Well described, but was actually just a concept.

Because that tree has an extremely strange temper.

If he's even slightly unhappy, he'll ignore everyone for centuries.

Chen Huangpi was actually very interested in this towering Jianmu tree.

Because the coffin in the Book of Souls was made from the heartwood of this towering Jianmu tree.

Furthermore, it seems that Master made some kind of agreement with this towering Jianmu tree back then, which is why he took its sapling away...

Unfortunately, that day is still countless millennia away, and Chen Huangpi certainly doesn't have the patience to wait until then to find out.

And just then.

Suddenly, the branches of the towering Jianmu tree burst forth with a crystalline brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another emerged from within.

Those are all cultivators from the immortal realm.

Each and every one of them is a supreme True Immortal.

Chen Huangpi even saw a man inside wearing a crimson robe and a glass gourd with flame patterns hanging from his waist.

The man seemed to possess some kind of magic in his every move.

Just one glance at it brings a burning pain, like a fire raging in my heart.

"Half of you will stay here to guard the place, and the other half will come with us to the mortal realm to exterminate the Demon Heaven Cult."

The man in the crimson robe gave his orders.

Then he led half of the cultivators away from Tang Valley, while the other half waited under the Tongtian Jianmu tree.

Fortunately, Chen Huangpi is also a being that is close to the Tao.

Even without any concealment, if he wanted to face these true immortals, he could urinate and defecate in front of them without being discovered.

"It's the Demon Heaven Cult again."

Chen Huangpi clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "I asked the Lord of Bailingtian about his past before, but he always gave me a few perfunctory words and moved on. When I asked, he said that the past was too painful to recall."

"But now it seems that what the leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult did in the past was quite extraordinary."

The leader of the Bailingtian Cult is an old devil.

He was once the leader of the demonic path during the Heavenly Era.

Later, for reasons unknown, he cleaned up his act and became the leader of the Bailingtian cult.

Furthermore, it became one of the three religions of the Great Qian Dynasty.

However, based on some fragments of information and what he has seen with his own eyes, Chen Huangpi has come to an answer.

It's likely that the Lord of the Spirit Heaven Cult once planned to slaughter the entire human world, otherwise why would so many people want to deal with Him and destroy His Demon Heaven Cult?

Moreover, Chen Huangpi remembers.

In this war to destroy demons, it seems that the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was not the main force, but merely a supporting player.

So, how did the leader of the Bailing Heaven Cult manage to contend with so many powerful individuals all by himself?

The key question is why He was able to survive and live a good life afterward...

Chen Huangpi was completely baffled.

And this time.

More cultivators from the celestial realm descended to the mortal world.

Among those who came this time was a powerful figure who was almost at the level of the Dao, but Chen Huangpi had never seen that person before; he was an extremely unfamiliar face.

They must have been powerful figures who died in that great battle long ago.

After arriving here, this being, who was almost like the Dao, first nodded to the towering Jianmu tree, and then said to the other cultivators: "You all guard this place. When the remnants of the Demon Heaven Sect escape from here, it will be time for you to be put to use."

After saying this, the being slowly disappeared, seemingly having gone to the human world to participate in the war.

And so, Chen Huangpi waited in Tanggu for a long time.

Seeing that no more cultivators from the celestial realm had descended to the mortal world, he found a secluded corner to do his own thing.

The brass oil lamp beside him said, "Family member, be careful. This towering Jianmu tree is spiritual. It hasn't noticed you yet, but if you make too much noise, things could get complicated." "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

As Chen Huangpi spoke, he took out a pickaxe from the Soul-Hooking Book.

He made this pickaxe when he was in the Yellow Springs Yin Soil. Although it has no power, it is extremely handy for digging.

It doesn't take a while.

Chen Huangpi dug out a hole that was neither too big nor too small.

When the Six Yin Gods appeared, my master told me to find a place to dig down and bury myself.

Now that the Six Yang Gods have appeared, Chen Huangpi feels that it should be the same.

The brass oil lamp looked at the hole and asked, puzzled, "Master, although we should keep a low profile, isn't this hole you dug a bit too small? It can't fit that coffin!"

"So I plan to put it upright."

"Why?"

"Because I heard that if ancestors are buried upright, their descendants will surely prosper."

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "Now that we've traveled back in time, and I wasn't even born yet, I'm practically my ancestor. Since I was stillborn, I'll bury myself there so that I can bring good fortune to my future self."

"what about me?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

The brass oil lamp cried out, "Hey, we're practically brothers! How can you not include me in such a great opportunity?"

The vengeful ghost beside him frowned and said, "Huang Er, be serious. The master's mind is different from that of a normal person. Why are you getting involved? This is just superstitious talk from mortals and can't be taken seriously."

"Ah Gui, why can't you understand now?"

The brass oil lamp retorted angrily, "Ordinary people are just ordinary people when they're superstitious, but is Chen Huangpi an ordinary person?"

As soon as these words came out.

The vengeful ghost was stunned.

hiss……

That's right.

Chen Huangpi is Huang Tian, ​​not an ordinary cultivator, much less a mortal.

That will definitely bring good fortune to others.

After hesitating for a moment, the ghost weakly said, "Um, could you take me with you? Actually, I've always felt that my luck is really bad, and I desperately need to change my luck."

Chen Huangpi said strangely, "Agui, you haven't been in the human world for long, and you've already become brothers with me. Your luck is not bad at all."

"Hey!"

The brass oil lamp said gloatingly, "Is it possible that my bad luck is because I've been hanging out with you?"

Chen Huangpi said helplessly, "Fine, fine, I'll get a tombstone with the three of our names on it, and say that we'll be buried here in such and such a year and such month. That should be fine, right?"

"And there's the fox mountain god!"

The brass oil lamp reminded us: "Don't forget this. We share the good times and the bad times together. No one can escape unscathed."

Chen Huangpi praised, "Huang Er, you are indeed very thoughtful."

Soon, the tombstone was erected.

Chen Huangpi then took out the coffin and lay down inside.

Even inside a coffin.

Chen Huangpi can now control the coffin to move in mid-air.

After inserting the coffin into the excavated hole, Chen Huangpi's thoughts transformed into an invisible hand, completely sealing the hole shut.

Next, he will manifest the Six Yang Gods here.

Even if there's a huge commotion, he won't come out.

And just then.

Suddenly...

Chen Huangpi heard a very strange sound.

"Huang Er, A Gui, did you hear something crawling?"

"Really? I didn't hear it. What about you, Ah Gui?"

"I do not have either."

The Soul Reaper frowned and said, "But since the master says so, we can't ignore it. Let me go out and take a look."

Chen Huangpi will definitely be fine hiding in the coffin.

But once they go out, things might not be so certain.

The Soul-Reaping Ghost is the spirit of the Soul-Hooking Book. As long as the Soul-Hooking Book exists, it can resurrect infinitely. Therefore, it going out to check is naturally the safest method.

"Master, open the coffin."

"Wait, Ghost..."

Chen Huangpi swallowed hard: "It seems the coffin can't be opened."

"what!!!"

The brass oil lamp said angrily, "I told you the hole you dug was too small, you should have dug it bigger! Now look what happened, it's stuck and can't move."

Chen Huangpi said, "Huang Er, I am a powerful expert who is close to the Dao. This hole is only as small as a needle tip. If I can get stuck, wouldn't that mean that even the Dao Master could be drugged and knocked out by the roadside?"

"Then what do you think happened?"

"Let me hear it first."

Chen Huangpi pressed his ear against the coffin lid.

Then, he heard a strange sound again. This time he understood clearly that it wasn't something crawling; rather, something had spread from the ground and wrapped around the coffin tightly.

He used this method frequently in the past.

The roots of the magic tree can achieve a similar effect.

But there is only one tree in Tang Valley.

That is the Towering Tree...

……

At this moment.

Within the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, the Human Realm, and the Demon Heaven Sect.

The Demon Heaven Sect is a sect of demonic forces.

It is known as the number one sect in the Xuanzhen Taoist world.

The leader of this Demon Heaven Sect is a ruthless figure from the Azure Heaven Era, who intends to bring all cultivators in the human world into his Demon Heaven Dojo.

He transformed himself into a demon, and thus attained enlightenment.

Well, it's actually the Bailingtian Dharma Gate before it was renamed.

And now.

Standing atop the Demon Heaven Sect's mountain, the Demon Heaven Sect Leader, dressed in a black outfit and surrounded by billowing black smoke, was pondering something.

That means I was tricked by Chen Daoxing.

After death, he should be resurrected in Chen Huangpi's body.

Why was I resurrected and put back into my own body?
"I have been reborn?"

The Demon Lord said in a strange tone, "Reborn back to when I was still the leader of the demonic path? Is there really such a strange thing in the world? Or am I actually under some kind of illusion spell cast by Chen Daoxing?"

"But he doesn't have that ability..."

Although He was tricked by Chen Daoxing, in reality, ever since He dealt with the Green Emperor, the physical body He used was only a spiritual body.

It's normal that he couldn't beat Chen Daoxing.

As for the claim that Chen Daoxing possessed some heaven-defying illusionary techniques that could put Him in such a strange state, He absolutely refused to believe it.

If they really had that kind of skill, would they have ended up like this today?

At this moment.

A man in black flew over: "Master! Something terrible has happened!"

The Demon Lord gave the man a strange look: "Are you one of my eight hundred protectors?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "Master, what did you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man realized why he had come here.

Just as he was about to speak, the Demon Heaven Sect Leader waved his hand and said indifferently, "Isn't it just that a few fellow practitioners can't stand me and want to destroy my Demon Heaven Sect? What's there to be afraid of? There's no need to panic."

"With my current abilities, I could deal with them in an instant if I wanted to."

Memories from the past surfaced in my mind.

He remembers everything that will happen next.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and said admiringly, "So everything was under the Master's control. In that case, I will pass on the order to tell the disciples not to panic and not to worry about the celestial army coming."

"Well, let's go down."

The Demon Lord nodded, then his expression suddenly became extremely interesting: "Wait a minute, what did you say? An army from the Immortal Realm? Why would the Immortal Realm come to the mortal realm to deal with me?"

"They say you have summoned extraterrestrial demons, which has angered the Three Realms."

"It's not just the Immortal Realm, it seems even that one from the Yellow Springs Underworld is about to make a move."

"absurd!!!!"

The Demon Lord roared in fury, "When did I summon extraterrestrial demons? What talk of extraterrestrials is there in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm at this time?" (End of Chapter)