The Primordial Law

Chapter 380 Daosheng
Li Weiyi is temporarily staying at the Chaoran Mansion, preparing to remain silent and cultivate in seclusion for the next period of time to improve his cultivation strength as much as possible.

The exposure of his identity and the image of his broken Daoist master have thrust him into the limelight, and all factions within the imperial court are undoubtedly searching for him.

Wait until the limelight passes.

Late at night, Tang Wanzhou came to the Chaoran Mansion. Yin Er couldn't stop her, and Zhuo Lao didn't show up.

"She's looking for you, could it be the Ancient Hermit?" Yin Er couldn't see Tang Wanzhou's face clearly, but he knew that her cultivation level was terrifyingly high.

Li Weiyi waved his hand, signaling Yin Er to step back, and asked, "Yao Qian didn't suspect anything, did he?"

“I came out of the underground immortal abode alive. No matter how you explain it, he will definitely be suspicious. Isn’t it better if he is suspicious? He will definitely contact the high-ranking members of the evil cult in Lingxiao City soon, which will give you a direction for breakthrough,” Tang Wanzhou said.

The old man's voice rang in Li Weiyi's ears: "I'm going to monitor Yao Qian and find the cult's higher-ups."

Enter the Blood Sludge Space.

Li Weiyi took out the Millennium Essence Medicine, worth three million Yongquan coins, which he had asked Yin Er to help him purchase, and fed it to the seven little ones.

He looked at Tang Wanzhou, who was already meditating, and asked, "You've returned so late, Young Master, you must have gone to see the people from Xuejian Tangting, right?"

Tang Wanzhou asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Li Weiyi sat down beside her: "Is Xuejian Tangting going to save Lingxiao City, or to seize Lingxiao City?"

Tang Wanzhou said almost without thinking: "Li Weiyi, you only want the human race to remain undefeated, right? Or rather, to preserve the Jiuli tribe and those people you care about in Lizhou."

"But for our Xuejian Tangting, from the moment we raised our army, we could only advance and not retreat. Taking a step back would mean utter destruction. Even standing still would be a mistake."

"Not only us, but the Zuoqiu Menting is in the same boat. Having gained the support of the Du'e Temple, they have no choice but to move forward."

"The outcome of the battle at Lingxiao City depends on Yu Yaozi's condition, who came from Du'e Temple, and whether the formation left by Wu Tianzi can be effective. If they can both be severely injured or killed, then Yuntian Immortal Plain will become a burial ground for the demon race."

"If the demon race wins, we will still take action to reclaim the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain for the human race."

"I can be frank with you: before we completely crush the demon race, our swords will never be turned inward. Nor will we deliberately create chaos in Lingxiao City. I hope the Zuoqiu Clan can also distinguish right from wrong."

Li Weiyi understood that Xuejian Tangting would never aim to save Lingxiao City, but rather saw it as an opportunity.

Perhaps the same applies to Zuoqiu Menting.

On the contrary, the Jiuli tribe, a force without ambition, hoped that Lingxiao City could be defended.

As for the Thunderclap Sect, they are even less reliable; they yearn for the fall of Lingxiao City more than anyone else.

Tang Wanzhou continued, "While I'm still lucid, let's talk a bit more. To curse someone like Yu Yaozi, a mere scarecrow probably won't suffice. You should be careful. There might be unimaginable hidden dangers in Lingxiao City, and anyone could be involved, including those few transcendent beings."

Li Weiyi felt even more heavy-hearted after hearing what she said.

For a moment, he even had the idea of ​​taking all the hidden people and escaping immediately.

"Are you testing my resolve? Trying to shake my will?" Li Weiyi said.

Tang Wanzhou smiled slightly and closed his eyes to cultivate: "Go for it. Make Qilin Zang and the heretical sect pay the greatest price in the battle to attack Yuntian Immortal Plain, so that our Snow Sword Tang Court may become the final winner. If you really do it, I will make you famous and tell the world that the demon race was defeated by you."

Li Weiyi's gaze was deep, and he had no desire to retort.

He took one Starry Night Pill.

"Wow!"

He activated the pale blue eyes of the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish to weave a cocoon of time, and took out a copy of the "Complete Explanation of the Heavenly Dragon Scripture" to continue reading and studying it.

Above, there are hundreds of thousands of annotations on the Dragon Clan scriptures.

While studying, they also observed and comprehended the scriptures within the dragon seed, reflecting each other's insights.

Time flies by during cultivation.

Every six days, Li Weiyi goes out to organize the various intelligence gathered by the Hermits and the Hermit Elders, and to handle emergencies. He also visits the West Sea King's Mansion once to refine the ghostly energy within Song Qingli's body.

The reason is that I go out once every six days.

This is because, with Li Weiyi's current cultivation level as a five-star Spiritual Master, each time he weaves a Time Cocoon, it can last for six days. Inside the cocoon, it's equivalent to one month.

The time ratio is 1 to 5.

The fourth month of cultivation within the cocoon of time.

In Li Weiyi's Wind Mansion, the scriptures within the Dragon Seed came to life, rapidly awakening on their own. These scriptures merged with the magical energy, which in turn transformed, becoming highly spiritual, completely imbued with soul, intention, and spirit.

This is a sign that a breakthrough is imminent!
Every breakthrough is a great opportunity to temper one's physical body.

Li Weiyi immediately took out the Four-Colored Immortal Moss, Golden Spring, Divine Stove Wood, and other precious medicines for body refinement, and quickly consumed them to maintain the enhanced state of his body as he broke through to the next realm.

Over the next two days, the Wind Palace continued to expand, and the quality of its magical energy improved every moment.

The Wind Dragon Seed reached the third level of the Dao Seed Realm, and thus, the Dao was born.

"Wow!"

His Dao Heart expanded outwards, transforming an area of ​​two or three miles into a fiery domain. More concentrated seven-clawed fiery dragons snaked and flew around him, their roars deafening and their power immense.

Li Weiyi gently raised her arm and gestured with her hand.

Instantly, the magical energy within the entire Dao Heart Outer Manifestation Domain gained sentience, moving according to his will and flying in different directions. The seven-clawed fire dragons also seemed to come alive, their sharp eyes spinning and dancing.

"He devoted himself to comprehending the Dao, and in less than four months, the dragon seed was born."

"Reaching the third level is a big step forward in martial arts. But the twelve-character Dao Seed of the Divine Palace is the key. I wonder when I will be able to reach the third level? It seems necessary to purchase some treasures to improve the speed of enlightenment."

Li Weiyi internally examined his flesh, blood, and internal organs, which became even more divine and crystalline, and his strength greatly increased, equivalent to refining six catties of immortal soil.

In terms of physical strength alone, let alone martial artists at the third level of the Dao Seed Realm, even those at the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm are only a very few who can achieve it.

Of course, his bones, muscles, skin, and blood are still slightly behind. All thirty Star Day Pills have been refined, and in the Spirit Realm, his mental energy flames are blazing, only a little bit away from the peak of a five-star Spiritual Master.

The twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

There are four days left until Lunar New Year's Eve.

Li Weiyi emerged from seclusion and went to the Coffin Sea Tower in Danyuefang to find Yin Er and inquire about the news of the past few days.

"The Hermit emerged from seclusion a day early this time, presumably because he has broken through in cultivation?" Yin Er took out various information he had already compiled and handed it to Li Weiyi.

"I suppose so... The Thirty-Seventh Elder is dead?"

Li Weiyi's eyes were serious, and the good mood he had just experienced after breaking through the realm had completely vanished.

I knew all along that casualties were inevitable.

But the sudden, heavy punch still caught him somewhat off guard.

Yin Er said with a heavy heart: "The Thirty-Seventh Elder is in charge of monitoring the Six Thoughts Zen Temple. He is very cautious and has extremely high mental power. He would not act rashly. Logically speaking, there should be no mistake. Alas, the body was pulled out of the Spirit Stream this morning. I personally went to confirm it, but I dare not claim it."

"Six Thoughts Zen Monastery... For now, let's not keep an eye on that place. Tell everyone to be more cautious."

Li Weiyi asked, "Has the Rice Sect made any unusual moves?"

"There are no signs of any important figures from the Rice Cult arriving yet," said Yin Er.

This is yet another piece of bad news.

Yao Qingxuan and An Xianjing received the blood letter; if they had wanted to come, they would have arrived long ago.

Did the plan to frame Suizong fail from the very beginning?
Yin Er added, "By the way, Xie Chucai has recovered from his injuries and has already declared his intention to challenge you on several important occasions in Lingxiao City. He said that he greatly admires you and that you can name your terms if you want to fight him again."

"He, a supreme expert at the sixth level of the Dao Seed Realm, challenges me, a five-star Spiritual Mind Master? Where is the arrogance of the genius of the Crossing Calamity Temple?" Li Weiyi said.

Yin Er said, "He said he could give you one hand. He was probably angered by Xie Lincai's nickname and wanted to prove himself again."

"Ignore him, it's inexplicable."

Li Weiyi closed the booklet, put it into his bag, then changed his appearance and headed to the West Sea King's Mansion.

The courtyard where Song Qingli lives is located halfway up the mountain.

The environment is serene and the ancient trees are lush.

After a month of refinement and several sessions, Song Qingli has almost fully recovered and is already able to get out of bed. She is able to use her own internal energy to refine the corrupting forces in her blood and body.

Having experienced a major calamity in her life, Song Qingli became much more gloomy. She stood alone by the courtyard, looking at the red walls and white snow of the city in the distance.

After Li Weiyi and Song Lin arrived, a sad smile appeared on her pale and sickly face: "Mr. Zhao, you're a day early."

Zhao Meng is Li's only new identity.

Li Weiyi smiled and said, "This is the last time I'll refine it. The sooner I can heal Miss Song, the sooner I can see Miss Song's stunning beauty."

Li Weiyi really didn't want to come to the West Sea Prince's Mansion again; the risks were too great, and she wanted to cut ties as soon as possible.

"Mr. Zhao, you really know how to talk. Please come in."

Song Qingli has a gentle and quiet personality, an elegant demeanor, a slender figure, and her speech and manner give people a very comfortable feeling.

Refining the ghostly energy, step by step.

Two hours later, the sickly look on her face disappeared, and her skin, eyes, and hair were all radiant with spiritual light. Her magical energy surrounded her like clouds and mist, making her look completely different from the ferocious appearance she had shown in Dan Yue Fang.

Li Weiyi asked again, "Miss Song really doesn't remember anything that happened before the mutation?"

Song Qingli respected Zhao Meng very much and gently shook her head.

Li Weiyi asked no more questions and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Zhao, will I never see you again?" Song Qingli asked.

Li Weiyi was stunned, wondering where she had seen the clue.

She observed Li Weiyi's expression and smiled, "Sir, there's no need to be nervous. I don't know your secret. I just can sense your eagerness to leave, and every time I ask my brother, he's evasive, so that's why I made this guess."

Song Qingli bowed gracefully and said softly, "Mr. Zhao, perhaps the West Sea King's Mansion has already given you a reward, but for Qingli, this is still an indebtedness that can never be repaid. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me. Thank you for your help these past few days!"

She was well-educated and courteous, and gentler than any other woman Li Weiyi had ever met.

Li Weiyi bid farewell and left. As he stepped out of the array in Song Qingli's courtyard, he saw a familiar figure standing on the mountain path.

It is Taishi Yu.

Li Weiyi's eyes turned cold as she looked at Song Lin.

Song Lin immediately apologized, saying, "I'm sorry! Taishi Yu personally visited the family head and learned about Qingli's situation, so I couldn't keep it from him."

Li Weiyi said, "Song Lin, I promised you to treat Song Qingli and came here at great risk. I did it! But you didn't keep your promise to me."

"I'm sorry," Song Lin said again.

"Thirty Starlight Pills." The die was cast, and Li Weiyi had no other choice.

“Okay, I admit it,” Song Lin said.

Tai Shi Yu stared intently at Li Weiyi before finally speaking: "Tai Shi Bai considers you a brother. He's been searching for you everywhere for the past month, even scouring the entire prison of Lingxiao City, worried that you might have been imprisoned by some faction of the imperial court. But you prefer to believe the Song family rather than him. If you want the Starry Night Pill, come to me; the Tai Shi family has plenty."

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