Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

What can you do with two thousand years?
For a normal cultivator, two thousand years is enough to become an immortal.

As for dried tangerine peel...

Two thousand years is not of much significance.

His age will not increase with time, and his appearance will not change as a result.

But Chen Huangpi knew.

Two thousand years should be enough time for my master to cultivate to the point where he can roam freely in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

"If my master saw me now, he would probably feel ashamed of himself."

In the imperial palace of the Great Qian Dynasty, Chen Huangpi swaggered toward the Qian Yuan Que, chatting with the brass oil lamp and the ghost of death as he walked.

The brass oil lamp was puzzled: "Master, are you sure what you were forging before was a chaotic ship and not your own skin? What do you mean by saying that the Abbot would feel inferior to you?"

Where did you get that conclusion?

"Huang Er, you don't understand."

Chen Huangpi said matter-of-factly, "Two thousand years ago, my master was either twelve or thirteen years old. He barely managed to become a true immortal at that time, while I was already close to the Dao two thousand years ago."

"Then why don't you say that at the same age, the abbot is already a true immortal, and any immortal could easily beat you?"

The brass oil lamp said disdainfully, "Besides, the abbot can be invincible for two thousand years, while you seem to have made no progress at all in these two thousand years, right?"

How can they be the same?

Chen Huangpi muttered, "My master is already over two thousand years old, while I'm still a day or two shy of eighteen. For someone my age to have such cultivation is unprecedented and unparalleled!"

Others cultivate their willpower to become stronger and stronger.

Chen Huangpi is becoming increasingly shameless.

He is shameless only in matters that others wouldn't care about, but that he considers important.

At this moment, the vengeful ghost, who never liked to get involved in arguments, suddenly spoke up.

"Master, you wouldn't be thinking of doing something to the Abbot, would you?"

Although the Ghost of Death didn't understand Chen Huangpi as well as the Brass Oil Lamp.

But it has always been meticulous.

As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs.

We're about to meet the abbot, and Chen Huangpi suddenly launched into this rambling nonsense. If you say it's baseless, the ghost of death would never believe it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi immediately shouted, "Agui, what do you mean? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! What do you mean I want to do something to Master? This is slander! Shameful slander!"

"Besides, I haven't done anything yet!"

The brass oil lamp finally realized what was going on and exclaimed, "You bastard Chen Huangpi! I was wondering why you were making conversation. Turns out you were planning something bad and trying to trick me and Agui into talking to us. You were trying to get information out of us."

"Nonsense! I'm not that kind of person!"

"Nonsense, you're not even human."

"Tell me, what exactly do you want? You want to get beaten up, but we don't."

"Hehe, if I get beaten up, I'll say it was you guys who instigated me."

Chen Huangpi sneered, "Besides, the master I want to see isn't the real master; I want to see the master from the False Realm! What does it matter what I do?"

Master is the Dao Lord, and the Dao Lord's proof is eternal.

Apart from the pseudonym "evil Taoist," all other masters are extensions of the master's will.

But the two worlds are both real and fake.

So much so that there was a master in this Xuanzhen Daoist world.

Chen Huangpi certainly didn't doubt whether the master in this world was his master or not, but now he at least knew what it meant to cultivate from a fake to a real person, and how to cultivate from a flower in a mirror to the moon in the water.

Therefore, he felt that the master in this world might be the key to the master's survival into the next era.

They confuse the true with the false, and substitute the false for the true.

When the practice of turning the false into the true is completed, many things in this world will cover the things that originally existed in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

The brass oil lamp asked, bewildered, "So what do you want to do to the abbot?"

"I won't tell you."

What Chen Huangpi wanted to do was actually not a big deal; it was a very, very small thing.

It's about his own private matters.

It's something that has bothered him ever since he can remember.

However, he is now an adult.

Bringing up old stories would only make people laugh.

Especially the brass oil lamp, which would definitely make him laugh at for the rest of his life, so it's impossible for him to say it.

All he wanted was to drag the brass oil lamp and the vengeful ghost into the mess, to make them acknowledge his actions, so that when he got beaten up later, someone would share the burden with him.

However, the idea is wonderful.

The brass oil lamp, however, was an even more despicable and shameless creature.

"You won't tell me, huh? Fine, then don't blame me!"

"Guanzhu! Guanzhu!"

"Master, please open your eyes and take a look! Chen Huangpi has grown up crooked; he's not the same person he was as a child! He's become someone I, Huang Er, find completely unfamiliar!"

"Watch... Waaah..."

The brass oil lamp can no longer be called.

Chen Huangpi was so frightened that his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered its mouth: "Huang Er, stop yelling, stop yelling, Master will really hear you, you don't want to get beaten up with me, do you?"

"Then tell me what you're going to do!"

Why would a brass oil lamp be afraid of Chen Huangpi's threat? You're kidding me. It's not like every time Chen Huangpi gets beaten up over the years, it manages to escape unscathed.
However, this question stumped Chen Huangpi.

He absolutely refused to reveal his true thoughts.

But the brass oil lamp pressed him too hard.

If I don't speak up, it's as if I'm going to die with myself.

no way……

Chen Huangpi could only stammer and make up a story: "I want to become the Dao Master, no, I want to depose Master from his position as Dao Master! No, it's not that..."

The brass oil lamp almost scared me to death.

What is this?

It's perfectly normal for Chen Huangpi to want to become the leader of the Dao.

Could the abbot be stripped of his position as Daoist master? Is that something a human being could say?

"Stop talking, stop talking! Every word you say makes me feel like the Master is about to jump out of my head and punish me."

The brass oil lamp is dying; it wishes it could sever all ties with Chen Huangpi right now.

But Chen Huangpi suddenly paused, his expression blank.

“Wait, I really shouldn’t have let my master achieve Dao.”

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he said, "Huang Er, A Gui, I just suddenly thought of something that no one else had thought of!"

"Yes, we really didn't expect it, and we didn't dare to think about it."

"The abbot's position as the Daoist master has been abolished. Master, if that's what you're referring to, then it is indeed so."

Even the vengeful ghost couldn't help but give Chen Huangpi a thumbs up.

It was already hesitating whether to turn back and complain to the abbot in front of him.

However, Chen Huangpi quickly said, "Agui, Huang Er, you've misunderstood me. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I'm not the kind of person who forgets kindness."

"A teacher for a day is a father for life. My master raised me, so I will definitely side with him."

"You'd better explain yourself clearly, or I'll be scared."

The brass oil lamp had grown hands and feet, and it desperately tried to pull the mask that its body had transformed into from Chen Huangpi's face, as if it had corrupted Chen Huangpi.

Otherwise, how could a perfectly good person become so bad?

Chen Huangpi replied without hesitation, "After the end of the Heavenly Era, the Heavenly Dao will die, and then a new era will begin. Even if Master lives to see the next era, how can he become the Dao Lord without the Heavenly Dao?"

"Hmm, what you said makes some sense."

The brass oil lamp said in confusion, "The Yellow Heaven of the Yellow Heaven Era is you, and the Abbot was once the Dao Master. Without the Heavenly Dao to unite with, how can the Abbot become the Dao Master?"

"If the abbot cannot be the leader of the Dao, then is the abbot still the abbot?"

"There doesn't seem to be any problem, right?"

The Soul-Reaping Ghost frowned and said, "According to what the Abbot said before, the Contract Master will definitely be the first Dao Lord. After the Xuanzhen Dao Realm is promoted to a perfect world, there will be other Dao Lords after the Contract Master. It's just a matter of order."

But as he spoke, even the vengeful ghost felt that something was amiss.

Chen Huangpi became the first Daoist master. The abbot would have to wait his turn...

In fact, the vengeful ghost never believed that Chen Huangpi was the one who would save the world.

In its view, the main characters of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm are actually the Abbot, the Underworld Emperor, the Immortal Venerable, the Grand Duke of Tai Sui, the Old Madman, the Ziwei Emperor, and the Bailingtian Cult Master.

Chen Huangpi was actually just a witness.

He is Huang Tian, ​​who can reverse everything and rewrite the ending.

But the problem is, that's something that happened later.

To give an analogy, the cultivators of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm are building a tower.

The foundation of this pagoda was laid by the abbot.

And every brick and piece of wood was forcibly seized and fought for by many powerful individuals.

Finally, the tower was completed.

Chen Huangpi only needs to light the lamps in the tower.

It wasn't that the vengeful ghost had a problem with Chen Huangpi; it was that it genuinely felt the abbot should be above Chen Huangpi.

Otherwise, no one can control him, and things might really get out of hand.

"Hmph!!"

Chen Huangpi said smugly, "So this is why I said none of you expected it. Huang Tian is me, but how could Master possibly merge with me? Wouldn't that destroy my will?"

"So I just had a sudden idea."

"If we cannot unite with the Yellow Heaven, can we unite with the Azure Heaven?"

"Master, the Azure Heaven is dead, and where did the Azure Heaven come from in the Yellow Heaven Era?"

"It's very simple, just turn the blue sky into a yellow sky!"

Upon hearing this, both the ghost and the brass oil lamp were dumbfounded.

What does it mean to turn the blue sky into a yellow sky?

The blue sky is the blue sky, and the yellow sky is the yellow sky.

This isn't like cabbage, which can be changed at will.

And how will it change?
What can we use to transform it?

If the blue sky turns into a yellow sky, then what kind of sky is Chen Huangpi's yellow sky?

However, Chen Huangpi is indeed Huang Tian. Sometimes his words are shocking and baffling, but at other times they are extremely accurate and useful.

So the brass oil lamp and the ghostly figure exchanged a glance and couldn't help but ask in unison, "And then?"

"Then, then Master will be able to attain the Dao!"

Chen Huangpi clenched his fist and said excitedly, "Didn't Chen Daoxing want to revive Cangtian before? Although he failed, I think his idea was right, he just didn't choose the right method."

"First of all, Heaven will definitely die, there is no doubt about that."

"But what if I transform the heavens into the yellow sky by practicing the fake into the real?"

"Master possesses the art of creating flowers in a mirror and the moon's reflection in water, making these two worlds both real and unreal. When the time comes, Heaven will replace Heaven, and Master will be the Dao Lord who can traverse two eras!"

Heaven knows, Chen Huangpi had absolutely no objection to having an even more powerful master above him.

Just like parents wouldn't be jealous of their own children.

Chen Huangpi didn't think there was anything wrong with his master continuing to be the leader of the Dao.

In my memory, my master was always so omnipotent.

He hoped that his master would always be omnipotent.

The more Chen Huangpi talked, the more excited he became: "Agui, Huang Er, let me tell you the truth, I've actually been thinking about how Master is going to live to the Yellow Heaven Era for a long time."

“Master will definitely commit suicide. After he does, he will become a notorious thief that everyone hates, a rat that can’t be seen in the light of day.”

"Therefore, in order to protect Master's reputation, I, the sole and legitimate heir of Jingxian Temple, absolutely cannot allow Master to tarnish the reputation of our Jingxian Temple!"

As he said this, Chen Huangpi looked heartbroken and clenched his fist heavily: "Turning the heavens into the yellow heavens is the best solution!"

"And in the entire world, only I, Chen Huangpi, have thought of this. I am simply the most intelligent genius in all eras of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm!"

"Well said, so how do you plan to transform the heavens into the earth?"

"certainly……"

Chen Huangpi couldn't finish his sentence.

Because he could only think of this method, but he hadn't thought about how to do it in detail.

In an instant, he said angrily and embarrassedly, "Huang Er, A Gui, why did you interrupt me when I was speaking? You made me forget how to refine the Azure Heaven into the Yellow Heaven! You've gone too far!"

"Huang Er, A Gui, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Forehead……"

The brass oil lamp and the ghostly figure weakly said, "Is it possible that we didn't say anything just now?"

"what?"

Chen Huangpi was stunned. Wasn't it the brass oil lamp and the ghost who had just asked him how to turn the heavens into the yellow heavens?
If it's not them, then what could it be...?

"Hahaha!"

Chen Huangpi laughed three times: "Master, I knew that using this method would make you show yourself to me! Now it seems that I was right after all!"

He turned his head and saw that familiar figure.

He was nine feet tall and wore a dark blue-black Taoist robe.

But the kind and gentle gaze that used to be there seemed to have changed at some point.

Chen Huangpi was very familiar with that gaze.

He was so familiar with it that his buttocks immediately started to ache.

He didn't speak when he saw his master.

Chen Huangpi could no longer laugh. He lowered his head and said weakly, "Master, I didn't expect you to look so old in this era. I thought you would be very young."

“Yellow-skinned boy, your teacher is different from you.”

The master said with a forced smile, "I am a rat in the gutter, I cannot stand in the light, and I will ruin the reputation of our Pure Immortal Temple. Therefore, my appearance reflects my heart, and naturally I will not be young."

"Haha, Master, you just love teasing me."

Chen Huangpi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "The Daoist Master's certificate is eternal. Master, you can have whatever you want. As for what 'ditch' and 'shady business' mean, Huangpi doesn't understand."

"You've grown up, Yellow Skin."

"Yes, Master, I've grown up. I'm a real man now!"

"No, what I mean is that at your age, pretending to be innocent and ignorant is not as effective as it was when you were a child."

The master reached out his hand, intending to touch Chen Huangpi's head.

But he stopped halfway through extending his hand and instead patted her shoulder instead.

"Tell me, how did you come up with the idea of ​​transforming the heavens into the yellow sky?"

"Uh, it just suddenly came to mind."

Chen Huangpi scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "But Master, I've just thought about it, and it seems that the method I suggested really won't work. How can the Azure Heaven be transformed into the Yellow Heaven?"

"It's not..."

The master shook his head and walked ahead with his hands behind his back: "It's just that you are not yet the strongest Dao Lord in the entire Xuanzhen Dao Realm, so you only thought of this method, but you don't know how to do it."

"In your opinion, this method won't work."

"But in my opinion, this is much easier than resurrecting you."

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi was overjoyed.

He felt that his ideas had been approved by his master.

And he even thought of something that no one else had considered.

"Hmph, I knew Master would praise me!"

"I really am the smartest genius in the world! It's just that I don't like to play tricks and schemes, otherwise who could escape my calculations?"

Chen Huangpi swaggered behind his master, his face beaming with pride and excitement.

He doesn't look like a ruler...

Upon seeing this, the master couldn't help but clench his fists even more.

Fine, let the foolish apprentice think that only he came up with this idea.

tsk...

So how did they come up with that idea? (End of Chapter)