Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water.

Just as the virtual and the real are relative, and the true and the false are confused.

The method created by the strongest Dao Lord in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm throughout many eras is naturally the most heaven-defying and most wondrous technique.

The most terrifying aspect of this magic lies in the word "opposition".

They are mutually opposed, and each is both true and false.

Which world is real and which world is fake is actually not important at all.

The important thing is that once the true and the false are mixed up...

Therefore, it becomes inevitable that the truth will be replaced by the falsehood, or the falsehood will be replaced by the truth.

The abbot's talent was astounding, but it was a pity that he lived in such a critical era. If the sky were to fall, only he could hold it up. But in a sense, it was precisely because the abbot was still alive in this era that the situation was not too bad.

Even the abbot only deduced half of this method.

He no longer had the energy or ability to further improve the remaining parts.

Therefore, this method was incomplete and flawed from the very beginning.

This is why the abbot demonstrated the "flower in the mirror, moon in the water" technique to his disciple, whom he had personally raised, before he left the mountain, and repeatedly insisted that the disciple learn it.

The Way of Heaven is the rule of Heaven and Earth, the collection of the order of all things.

It represents the Tao, which points directly to the essence.

Those cultivators who pursue the Dao, even those who become Dao Masters, can only be in harmony with the Dao, but cannot truly become the abstract concept of the Dao.

Chen Huangpi represents the Yellow Heaven and the Dao.

He was truly able to fully deduce this technique and pass it on to the Abbot.

However, Chen Huangpi has yet to learn how to make it.

Perhaps there wasn't enough time.

Or perhaps it's a lack of focus; an inability to truly immerse oneself in a task.

Of course, Chen Huangpi attributed it all to the fact that his Huangtian essence was sealed, preventing him from entering the state of Huangtian, so his comprehension was not up to par and he could not learn it no matter what.

Fortunately, this time we arrived at the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Upon arriving at Tanggu, it was time for the Six Yang Gods to emerge.

Chen Huangpi discovered that the seal on his body seemed to be loosening, and it seemed that the familiar feeling was about to return.

Beneath Tang Valley, inside a coffin.

Chen Huangpi lay upright in the coffin, a position that must have been extremely uncomfortable for him.

I can't sit still, and lying down feels like standing.

The key issue is that the coffin is tightly entangled by the roots of the towering Jianmu tree. He tried everything he could to open the coffin but couldn't, so he could only endure the hardship.

“Family member, the color on your clothes has become very strange.”

"There's nothing to be surprised about. After I entered this coffin, I felt something was off, as if my original body was about to return. It's normal for things to change."

Chen Huangpi closed his eyes, feeling the subtle changes coming through his body.

Something was thumping in his head.

It sounded like a heartbeat.

Vigorous and powerful, it contains a terrifying force.

His intuition told him that it was his Six Yang Gods.

When the Six Yang Gods fully emerge, that will be the time when his original physical body returns.

Because at this moment, his symbiotic characters had already emerged in his mind. The characters, like flowers, birds, fish and insects, were vague and uncertain, but gradually became clearer with the pulsation of the Six Yang Gods.

If the Five Viscera Refining Spirit Method and the Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Spirit Technique both appeared.

That would mean that the evil body would be replaced by the original physical body once again.

And just then.

The sound of the brass oil lamp rang out again.

“We’re not from the same family. The color on your body is really strange right now.”

"How strange could it be?"

"Your skin has turned red."

"So what? My skin used to be yellowish. Red is better than black, right?"

"But now you're so red it's almost black, black with a hint of purple, purple with a touch of green, green with a hint of blue, blue mixed with white, and white with a hint of red..."

The brass oil lamp racked its brains and finally came up with an adjective: "It looks like a ghost."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi opened his eyes in astonishment.

Then he discovered that he was actually glowing.

The multicolored radiance was not just what the brass oil lamp described, but also contained many other dazzling lights.

"Huang Er, what's wrong with me?"

Chen Huangpi was shocked: "I was fine before, how did I suddenly become like this?"

According to his deduction, this kind of thing shouldn't happen when the Six Yang Gods appear.

Even if there are unusual celestial phenomena, they must correspond to the scene of the bright moon rising in the sky when the Six Yin Gods appear.

Even if the sun doesn't come out completely, the sky should at least be filled with golden light.

But now, it's not just glowing.

Even my palms have started to feel strange.

Chen Huangpi looked at his hands, which, due to the dazzling light, had become an unusually strange shape, with the outline of palms, yet like a dreamlike bubble.

Most importantly, he sensed an aura in this change that was both extremely unfamiliar and extremely familiar.

But he couldn't quite recall exactly where it was familiar.

The brass oil lamp beside him said, "Master, are you not going to die?"

"..."

Chen Huangpi asked in shock, "Huang Er, why did you come to this conclusion?"

The brass oil lamp said, "Because I heard that after a cultivator dies, he returns to the heavens, and you haven't truly come back to life. Now your original body is about to revert back to its original state, and you might be experiencing something like that."

"You must have lost your mind."

Chen Huangpi said disdainfully, "Even if I really die, I will not return the favor to Heaven. Even if I rot in the ground, I will never let anyone take advantage of me for nothing."

Very well, Huang Tian of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm is as stingy as ever.

At that moment, the vengeful ghost emerged from the Book of Souls.

"Master, are you feeling any discomfort in your body these days?"

"No."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and stretched his arms out slightly: "I feel that I'm not exactly good, but I'm definitely not bad either. There's just one strange thing."

"What a strange method?"

"That's right, it's me..."

Chen Huangpi frowned, trying to find the right words to explain, but found that the strange thing he sensed was a little hard to put into words.

You can't exactly say that he felt his six yang spirits throbbing.

Following the connection with the Six Yang Gods, he sensed the sound of a heartbeat.

The heartbeat became even more vigorous and powerful.

Each jump felt like a crescendo.

Moreover, its sound is ancient and desolate, as if it contains endless mysteries, encompassing the past and the future, possessing both the indifference of the high heavens and the loving kindness of a master.

The thing that puzzled him the most.

He felt the echo of that heartbeat, mixed with a trace that only he could sense—whether you call it a sound or a trace—that gave him a feeling of returning to when he was still an egg.

That feeling was very reassuring.

It's been so long, so long that Chen Huangpi has forgotten what it felt like to be inside the eggshell.

Now, feeling it again, he felt an indescribable awkwardness about him.

It felt like my home had been robbed.

However, this feeling is really strange.

Even Chen Huangpi himself wouldn't believe it if he told others.

Therefore, he simply assumed it was an illusion caused by the changes that had occurred within him.

"It's just really strange."

Chen Huangpi's face was a jumble of colors as he said dejectedly, "Forget it, never mind. I need to continue channeling my own power and see if I can achieve the Six Yang Gods sooner." With that, he closed his eyes again.

The sooner the Six Yang Gods are released, the sooner we can go back.

After returning to the true Xuanzhen Dao Realm, he still had many things to do.

My uncle, Chen Huang, said that he has the ability to deal with the Bone Dao Master, but he can't make a move, while I am different.

My uncle sent me to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm in You Tang Valley so that I could develop the Six Yang Gods and become even stronger to deal with the Skeleton Dao Lord.

The Immortal Venerable will not return until the day the cataclysmic changes in heaven and earth end.

My uncle couldn't help.

Even the Lord of the Heavenly Cult cannot be relied upon, since He has already done everything He can. Even if He were to stand aside and do nothing from now on, no one could say anything against Him.

Now I have the opportunity to shoulder the responsibility.

Then I must do well, so that even my uncle will look at me differently.

Chen Huangpi didn't want to be mocked and ridiculed by his uncle anymore. It was so frustrating that he almost lost his temper several times. If he hadn't thought about how hard his uncle's life was, he would have punched him long ago.

"The changes in my body are truly amazing."

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "If my physical body were to return to normal this time, I could transform into Huang Tian like I did when I was a child, and enter that state where I can master any technique just by looking at it."

"If I can learn the techniques of 'flower in the mirror' and 'moon in the water' that my master taught me through this, then my master will praise me."

He likes to be praised.

He is especially happy when praised by people close to him.

……

And at this moment.

In the original Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Inside the Qian Yuan Palace.

Emperor Chen, seated on the throne, looked coldly and disgustedly at Chen Daoxing standing before him.

When father and son met, there was not a trace of emotion.

All that remained was an intense, suppressed anger, as if its eruption would cause the world to collapse.

"Father, it's been over ten thousand years."

Chen Daoxing stared blankly at the man who was completely different from his memory, and said with mixed feelings, "Your subject thought that you must be having a very difficult time in Qian Yuan Que, but I did not expect it to be even more difficult than I thought."

In his memory, Emperor Chen, though not among the top cultivators in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

However, the Emperor of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty does not win over the people based on cultivation level.

In fact, Emperor Chen was already the most powerful emperor in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Before him, Chen Daoxing's grandfather, was only a True Immortal until his death, and had not even reached the pinnacle of True Immortal.

In the same era, the emperor is not necessarily the strongest.

The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty has three religions and nine sects, among which there are too many powerful masters.

What they had in common was that everyone highly respected and admired Emperor Chen.

This is not due to a lack of strength, nor is it because Emperor Chen is the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty and therefore has the right to do this or that. Rather, it is because Emperor Chen's actions since ascending the throne have indeed been impeccable.

It was after Emperor Chen ascended the throne that the human world, the celestial realm, and the underworld enjoyed a long period of peace.

The three realms communicate with each other, sharing both existence and non-existence.

Later, Emperor Chen overruled dissenting opinions on many important matters. Even if the Immortal Venerable had different opinions, he would personally visit him and explain the reasons thoroughly, thus becoming an emperor of equal status to the Immortal Venerable.

Therefore, in Chen Daoxing's memory...

Emperor Chen was always tall and imposing, with fiery, shining eyes. He was both dignified and gentle, a good father and a good emperor.

Look at Emperor Chen now.

He looked old and frail, his skin was covered with wrinkles and dark spots, and the hair on his head was extremely sparse, resembling withered grass.

He didn't look like an emperor; he looked more like a dying beggar.

"Ah……"

With a mocking expression, Emperor Chen raised his left hand, which was resting on the armrest of the dragon throne, and pointed his index finger at Chen Daoxing, saying, "I thought you would come to see me one day, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"What? The cataclysmic event is almost over, so you can't hold back and want to take a gamble?"

Hear this.

Chen Daoxing, his eyelids drooping, said, "Father, you're not at all surprised by my arrival?"

He had previously used his battle with Chen Huangpi to feign death and escape in front of all the powerful figures in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Even those Dao Lords, even Chen Huangpi and Bai Lingtian Cult Leader, couldn't see it.

But his own father seemed to know everything from beginning to end.

But Emperor Chen had no interest in explaining.

As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father.

Emperor Chen knew perfectly well just how intelligent his rebellious son was.

Stubborn, with his own ideas.

But when you're young, you're not strong-willed and only realize your mistake after going astray, yet you insist on going down that path to the end.

Such a person as Chen Daoxing would never act solely based on force or wishful thinking.

It's possible that Chen Huangpi could kill Chen Daoxing.

It would be ridiculous if Chen Daoxing hadn't considered this point and therefore hadn't made any preparations at all.

Seeing Emperor Chen's attitude.

Chen Daoxing said with a sense of loss, "Father, I knew you would treat me this way. When I came, I thought I wouldn't be moved by it, but I was still somewhat disappointed."

What disappointed you?

Emperor Chen said coldly, "I'm disappointed that I've become like this, disappointed that your mother, who gave you birth and raised you, was killed by you, disappointed that your own sister is now a monster, or disappointed that I didn't praise you for doing a good job?"

"Should I say that you have worked hard, my good child? It doesn't matter if others don't understand you, your father understands you."

"Hmm? Go ahead!"

These words are utterly incisive.

Chen Daoxing turned pale upon hearing this.

He didn't actually know what he was disappointed about.

Perhaps it was the situation of father and son meeting, yet feeling like enemies, that caused him a slight sense of loss.

This feeling is not pleasant at all.

This is why Chen Daoxing has not dared to come here for so many years.

Emperor Chen rebuked him without any politeness: "The thing I regret most in my life is that I wasted so many resources back then, but failed to revive Huang Tian, ​​which forced my brother to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"The other thing is that you, you beast, were born!"

“You were born to enjoy the best resources in the world, and your master is the strongest Dao Lord in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm. You are not grateful and do not know how to be thankful. Instead, you listened to the persuasion of the thief.”

"You're siding with outsiders, you beast..."

“Kneel down!!!”

The final kneeling sound revealed the anger that Emperor Chen had suppressed for over ten thousand years.

The sound pierced Chen Daoxing's chest like a sharp sword.

He raised his head and looked down at his father, who was filled with disgust, hatred, and rage. He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and knelt down with a thud.

Chen Daoxing is a bad person, but he's not completely evil.

Or perhaps his evil wasn't pure enough.

He wasn't as resolute as he claimed.

He knew that his actions were outrageous and that he knew what his purpose was. He believed he was right and that if he succeeded, he would have the ability to turn the tide.

At the same time, he did not deny Emperor Chen, the abbot, or even his fellow disciples at Jingxian Temple.

He even established the Jingxian Temple in the Great Qian Dynasty and became its second abbot.

Now I have met Emperor Chen.

Chen Daoxing's behavior can be described as extremely contradictory.

And that's what he did.

However, the evaluation he received was not very good in Emperor Chen's eyes.

"A hypocrite, a piece of trash worse than an animal!" (End of Chapter)