I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 441: Son of Qingyuan Realm

Under the gaze of the three groups of cultivators, a ball of emerald green light flew out from the purple light gate.

The emerald green ball of light was no different from ordinary Dao fruits. In fact, it was branded with golden Dao principles that looked like little snakes.

"I didn't expect that after the collapse of heaven, I could still see the throne of God." Fang Qingting sighed.

The three cultivators cried out in surprise.

"The divine throne?! Is this the legendary divine throne?!"

"Legend has it that as long as one attains divine status, even a mortal can become a cultivator on par with the Twelve Realms?!"

“Doesn’t this mean that as long as I refine the divine position, I can become an Immortal King?!”

The divine position naturally has no appeal to Jiangchuan, Taoist Yuanheng and others, but it is a treasure to the cultivators of the three paths.

You must know that even after experiencing the war between humans and demons in the Middle Ages, many ancestors of the three paths of immortals, demons and other sects had not cultivated to the twelfth level before ascending!
Boom!

A mysterious and sacred aura continued to gush out from the purple light gate.

Under the surprised gazes of the three groups of cultivators, four more gods flew out from the purple light gate.

The five divine seats were like five immortal kings who had descended across the long river of time. Their majestic and overwhelming divine power made many cultivators of the Three Paths almost kneel down.

"The five great divine positions are respectively imprinted with the principles of the five great ways: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth."

Taoist Yuan Heng looked at the Eternal Demon Lord, Fang Qingting, and Jiang Chuan: "Since this fortune was left by the Immortal Ancestor, I will leave two god positions for you. The remaining three will be distributed among you three fellow Taoists."

The Ancient Demon Lord and Fang Qingting nodded.

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Sister, if it weren't for your guidance in the past, I would definitely not have been able to overcome the tribulation. You cultivate the way of water, so I will take this divine position and give it to you to repay your kindness in the past."

"Junior brother, you are thoughtful!"

Jiang Yingyue's face showed surprise. "I have returned from my tribulation and am 60-70% sure of breaking through the Twelve Realms. I have comprehended the great Dao of the Divine Realm and am 90% sure of breaking through the Twelve Realms within sixty years. When I become an Immortal King, I will return the Divine Realm to you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yingyue stretched out her magical hand and directly grabbed the divine position that was branded with the Way of Water.

"Cang Yan, you may take the divine seat that contains the Way of Earth."

Hearing Taoist Yuan Heng's words, Taoist Cang Yan was extremely excited: "Thank you, Master!"

Many cultivators from the three paths were extremely envious.

After Jiang Yingyue and Taoist Cangyan took away the god's position of the Water Dao and the god's position of the Earth Dao, Fang Qingting took away the god's position of the Gold Dao, the Eternal Demon Lord took away the god's position of the Fire Dao, and Taoist Yuanheng took away the god's position of the Wood Dao.

Chu Qingyi leaned close to Mu Bingyun's ear and said, "Sister Bingyun, Jiang Chuan even gave the divine position to his senior sister. I have a feeling there must be something going on between them. Maybe, after some time, your position as the main wife will be lost."

Jiang Chuan frowned, "Qingyi, don't talk nonsense. Bingyun is very close to becoming an immortal. The current godhood is only a hindrance to her, not a help."

"Bingyun, don't listen to Jiang Chuan's nonsense. In my opinion, Jiang Chuan is just looking for excuses for his infidelity." Meng Luoshu looked like she was enjoying the fun.

Mu Bingyun smiled and said, "Jiang Chuan is right. I am indeed close to becoming a Sword Immortal. At this time, if I merge the Divine Position into my Dao Fruit, the Dao within will be too strong. It will only hinder my sword path and slow down my journey to becoming a Sword Immortal."

Meng Luoshu: “.”

Is it true that one cannot survive in the Qingyuan Realm unless he becomes an immortal?
How come they all either become Immortal Kings or True Immortals?

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Taoist Yuan Heng activated the token again, and a clanging sound came from the purple light gate.

Under the gaze of the three groups of cultivators, a golden divine whip flew out from the purple light gate.

The magic whip is made of the mother gold of all things. It is three feet six inches and five points long and has thirty-six sections. Each section has five magic talismans, for a total of one hundred and eighty magic talismans.

Each immortal talisman exudes immortal power, as if as long as it is waved lightly, one hundred and eighty immortals will attack together.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?!"

"So terrifying, could this be the legendary Immortal Emperor's weapon?"

"Forged from the mother gold of all things, this must be the Immortal Emperor's weapon!"

The three groups of cultivators sensed the aura of the divine whip and were all shocked.

hum!hum!hum!
The magic whip burst into fairy light, like a swimming golden dragon, shuttling among the three groups of cultivators.

When the magic whip flew in front of Taoist Yuan Heng, it paused slightly, as if it was looking at Taoist Yuan Heng.

Taoist Yuan Heng shook his head and said, "If my guess is correct, you should be the weapon left by the Immortal Ancestor to the sons of the Qingyuan Realm, so that the sons of the Qingyuan Realm can wield you and command the three sects of cultivators. But I am indeed not a son of the Qingyuan Realm."

The magic whip turned into a golden light and flew away from Taoist Yuan Heng. After wandering around the demon cultivators, it wandered around the group of outsider cultivators before arriving at the mountain where Jiang Chuan was.

"Are you a weapon forged by the Immortal Ancestor? Let's clash?"

The rabbit jumped onto its own body, the Great Sun God Bell, and looked at the golden divine whip.

When the three monks heard what the rabbit said, they all looked curious.

"Both weapons were forged by supreme beings of the Fourteenth Realm. Which one is superior?"

"The Great Sun Divine Bell was indeed refined by the future Constellation King Buddha, but it's hard to say whether the Divine Whip was refined by the Immortal Ancestor."

“Regardless of whether it was refined by the Immortal Ancestor or not, if the Great Sun Divine Bell defeats the Divine Whip, then all the immortal cultivators will lose face.”

However, the three groups of cultivators were soon disappointed.

Because the divine whip did not clash with the Great Sun Divine Bell, it bypassed the Great Sun Divine Bell and stopped beside Jiang Chuan.

"I am not a son of the Qingyuan Realm."

Jiang Chuan knew very well that his birth was because the Saint of Literature and the Saint of War wanted the fallen Saint of Heart to return, and it had nothing to do with the Qingyuan Realm.

Strictly speaking, if it weren't for the plan to let him get the Bitter Sea Bow and the Other Shore Arrow, he probably wouldn't have been born in the Qingyuan Realm.

The magic whip circled around Jiangchuan, flew away from Jiangchuan, and flew around Elder Jingzhen, Xiang Donglai, Nangong Chang and others.

Finally, it stopped in front of Meng Luoshu.

"Am I the son of Qingyuan Realm?!" Meng Luoshu was extremely surprised.

"Your eyesight is not very good. Can't you see that the magic whip is shaking left and right?" said the Purple Cloud Ancestor contemptuously.

The golden whip kept shaking as if it was facing a difficult choice.

Finally, it flew in front of Lu Chenling on Meng Luoshu's left side.

"Could it be that Chen Ling is really the son of Qingyuan Realm?!" Gong Suxin was extremely surprised.

"We thought our plan had failed, but Chen Ling unexpectedly gave us a surprise."

Luo Jiuxi was also very surprised. She and Gong Suxin, Lu Jinglin and others planned to let Lu Chenling unify the three paths and become the real son of the Qingyuan Realm, gathering the luck of the three paths and the luck of the Qingyuan Realm into one.

At that time, as long as the two worlds are united, and Lu Chenling can lead the Three Paths to defeat the Innate God Clan, she will be able to refine Qingwei Heaven like the Tai'an Immortal Emperor and become one of the giants in the heavens and all worlds second only to the Daluo Realm.

The next moment, the smile on Luo Jiuxi's face froze, because she found that the magic whip flew towards Mu Bingyun on Meng Luoshu's right again.

"Sister Bingyun's talent astounds me. She truly is the daughter of the Qingyuan Realm!" Chu Qingyi pondered to herself. "How could the daughter of the Qingyuan Realm be this vixen?!"

An Yunyi gritted his teeth, looking unwilling.

The magic whip seemed to sense her thoughts and then flew to Lu Chenling's side.

"I knew that this vixen is definitely not a child of Qingyuan Realm!" As soon as An Yunyi finished speaking, the magic whip flew back to Mu Bingyun.

Under the gaze of the three groups of people, the divine whip kept hovering between Mu Bingyun and Lu Chenling.

"Who is the son of Qingyuan Realm?" Meng Luoshu stared at the magic whip, confused.

"It should be Chen Ling."

Luo Jiuxi said loudly: "The Immortal Ancestor controls the Immortal Realm and owns the Ten Thousand Dao Tree. His strength is unprecedented. Even in ancient and modern times, only the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon King can match him. He left behind so many treasures, and he must be hoping that people from our Immortal Path will lead the three paths of the Qingyuan Realm to fight against the Xiantian God Clan. He is not only a disciple of the Seven Killing Demon Sect, but also a direct descendant of our Taisu Immortal Palace."

"She must be the true daughter of the Qingyuan Realm! She should wield the divine whip and lead the three paths of the Qingyuan Realm to fight against the Xiantian God Clan!"

When the magic whip heard Luo Jiuxi's words, it stopped in mid-air, as if it was thinking.

Chu Qingyi whispered, "Sister Bingyun, do you want to say a few words?"

"As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. Palace Master Luo is right. The Immortal Ancestor left behind so many treasures, it must be for the consideration of his own disciples and grandchildren. Chen Ling should be the true son of the Qingyuan Realm." Mu Bingyun also felt that the magic whip should not have been left to her by the Immortal Ancestor.

The divine whip seemed to think so as well and fell in front of Lu Chenling.

hum!hum!hum!
Lu Chenling raised his hand and grasped the magic whip. The one hundred and eighty fairy talismans on the magic whip all burst into fairy light.

"It's interesting that you succeeded by some strange coincidence."

The Ancient Demon Lord showed an unfathomable smile: "Yuan Heng, did the Immortal Ancestor leave any other creations?"

"There's one thing left."

Taoist Yuan Heng said this and activated the token in his hand again.

The purple light gate shone brightly, and an Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace flew out of it.

The Bagua Alchemy Furnace is green all over, and lines of Dao filled with vigorous vitality are imprinted on the surface of the furnace.

What is even more eye-catching is that there are six purple pills inside the furnace.

The elixir is like six bright moons, floating in the cauldron, emitting a sacred light.

"Only by collecting 3,600 kinds of rosy clouds and 96,000 kinds of spiritual medicines from the heavens and combining them with the Life Spring, one of the four great divine springs in heaven, can we refine a furnace of Six Yin Purple Moon Pills."

Fang Qingting's eyes were filled with memories: "Even if the Heavenly Court still existed, this furnace of elixirs would be a rare treasure."

"The Immortal Ancestor is indeed generous to his disciples."

The Eternal Demon Lord changed the subject: "I wonder if the Sage of Literature is equally generous to human cultivators like us?"

The cultivators in Tianfu were all stunned, and then they all looked at Zhang Sheng, the Palace Master of Haoran Palace.

Zhang Sheng's face turned pale: "Demon Lord, what do you mean?"

"Zhang Sheng, don't play dumb with me. The Sage of Literature is the Sage of our human race. The good fortune he left behind is naturally not just for your Haoran Palace."

The Eternal Demon Lord said in a cold voice: "Open the secret words and destiny left by the Sage of Literature as soon as possible, and transform them into the foundational strength of the three paths of the Qingyuan Realm to fight against the Xiantian God Clan."

"The Demon Lord is right. Senior Zhang Sheng and Senior Yuan Heng both gave me three of the Immortal Ancestor's fortunes. Does that mean that your Haoran Palace wants to take all the fortunes left by the Sage of Literature for itself?" Liu Junming echoed.

"The creation left by our ancestors is in the eye of the South China Sea beneath Yuzhu Mountain."

Zhang Sheng looked around at the three people in the group and said, "Only when the sea eye stops flowing for an hour every hundred years can we enter it and unlock the fortune left by the ancestors. Otherwise, we can only break the formation left by the Wensheng ancestors to retrieve the fortune."

Leng Yunsong asked, "How many years are left before the Sea Eye stays?"

"And another half a decade."

"Then we will wait for more than ten years until Shangcang Mausoleum opens again, and then we can open the Creation of the Sage of Literature." The Eternal Demon Lord finalized.

“Perhaps there are still some small fortunes in the Qingyuan Realm, or there may be True Immortals or Immortal Kings who have not yet appeared in the world.”

Jiang Chuan looked at Xiang Donglai, Nangong Chang and the others: "But there should only be these two great opportunities left. In this great calamity, immortals will fight, and immortal kings will also fight. Whether you can win the chance to become immortals depends on these two opportunities."

For the cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm, the Xiantian God Clan and the Black Feather God are swords hanging over their heads.

But for Jiang Chuan, the sword hanging over his head is the Saint of Literature, the Saint of War and their disciples.

The calamity he has to face is far more terrifying than what the cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm have to face!
He didn't know when this disaster would come!

He hoped that it would happen after the two worlds were united, but whether it would happen after the two worlds were united was not something he could control.

If it happens before the two worlds merge into one, then we must overcome the catastrophe of the two worlds merging into one.

Maybe they just need to rely on themselves to come east!
"You have become the Immortal King! I am not far from becoming a Void Immortal, so becoming an Immortal should not be a problem!" Xiang Donglai was very confident.

Nangong Chang smiled and said, "I should be able to condense the Dao Fruit after I go back to seclusion."

"Since the Demon Lord has already made his decision, I won't delay the three of you from returning to improve your strength and compete for the fortune. I'll give each of the four of you one Six Yin Purple Moon Pill, and I'll give another one to the Taisu Immortal Palace."

As Taoist Yuan Heng spoke, the three groups of cultivators all looked at Lu Chenling. Everyone understood that Taoist Yuan Heng was going to give the Six Yin Purple Moon Pill to Lu Chenling.

"For the last one, I think it would be most appropriate to give it to the fifth Immortal King of Qingyuan Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Yuan Heng pointed out.

The four Six Yin Purple Moon Pills in the alchemy furnace flew out and flew towards Jiang Chuan and the other four.

Jiang Chuan's mind moved, and ripples appeared in the void, turning into a transparent crystal bottle, which wrapped the Six Yin Purple Moon Pill and fell into his hands.

"This trip to Tianfu was not in vain. There is so much Xuanhuang Qi, a gourd of Wanmu Seven-Transformation Immortal Liquid and a Six-Yin Purple Cloud Pill. Oh, and there is also a god position. Many Immortal Emperors probably can't come up with so many treasures." Rabbit said with emotion.

"After all, it is a treasure left by the Immortal Ancestor." Jiang Chuan put away the Six Yin Purple Moon Pill.

"let's go."

The Eternal Demon Lord swallowed the Six Yin Purple Moon Pill in one gulp, then stood up and left with the cultivators from the six sects of the Demonic Path.

"I am also going back to retreat. Fellow Daoist Jiang, I and the other two are waiting for your good news."

After Taoist Yuan Heng finished speaking, he left with the people from the seven sects of immortality.

Seeing this, the outsiders also left. Just as Fang Qingting was about to leave Tianfu, he heard a familiar voice.

"Palace Master Fang, please stay."

Fang Qingting turned around and saw Jiang Chuan flying towards him on a cloud with Mu Bingyun and others.

"Friend Jiang, do you have something to ask Fang?"

Abbot Kongming, Cheng Ye and other non-Buddhist cultivators, as well as the group of demonic and immortal cultivators who had already walked out of Tianfu, also stopped and saw Jiang Chuan and Fang Qingting.

(End of this chapter)