Invasion of the Heavens from Eternal Life

Chapter 81 The Fragrant Fox King

The sixtieth year of Daqian.

After late autumn, although it had not snowed yet in Yujing City, it seemed extremely cold, as could be seen from the ice spikes under the eaves after the rain, which were as thick as arms and as sharp as knife tips.

Yujing City is the capital of Daqian. Sixty years ago, Daqian swept across the world, completely defeating the remaining glory of the Great Zhou. After the founding of the country, it took another thirty years to basically pacify the world.

Daqian has a total of ninety-nine states, six hundred provinces, three thousand prefectures and counties, and a population of tens of millions. It is truly a heavenly kingdom.

Although there were Yunmeng, Huolo, many island empires in the southern sea, and the Yuantu Dynasty in the north, they did not dare to act rashly in the face of the growing prosperity of Daqian, which was as prosperous as oil boiling in a raging fire.

West Mountain is a large mountain outside Yujing City, covering a radius of a hundred miles. While not particularly majestic, its terrain is extremely complex, with cascading waterfalls and jagged rocks piercing the sky. The mountain is home to numerous jackals and wild beasts, making it a popular hunting ground for the disciples of Yujing City's high-ranking officials and nobles.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a temple called "Qiuyue Temple". There is only an old monk guarding it, so it is extremely quiet.

There are also lonely graves not far from the temple, which look particularly desolate in the autumn wind.

It was already approaching evening and the sky was getting darker, so there were not many people coming here to pay their respects.

At this moment, a ray of crystal lava light emerged in the void, and then condensed into the shape of a door. Then a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old wearing a water and fire Taoist robe walked out of it.

The moment the young man walked out, the crystal lava-like portal disappeared in an instant. This young man was tall, elegant, and extremely handsome, seemingly a disciple from a prestigious sect.

Although the cold wind was as sharp as a knife, the fiery energy emanating from his body could easily warm the area within three feet around him.

This person is none other than Fang Han.

"This is where?"

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Fang Han was puzzled, but no one answered him.

Although the crystal lava gate in his mind can bring him here, it does not tell him what kind of world this is. He needs to discover it himself.

However, a piece of information surfaced in his mind. Fang Han knew that the passage of time here was about a thousand to one compared to his own immortal world. So Fang Han didn't need to explore it himself. Although it was late at night, everything around him was as bright as day. Even ants fighting within miles could be easily seen.

"Fang Han, there seems to be demonic aura appearing several miles away, but it is very weak. If you are interested, you can go and take a look!" Yan said.

In an instant, time and space changed, and he came to an unknown dimensional world. Even some immortal giants could not do such a mysterious method.

At this moment, Fang Han became even more mysterious in Yan's heart.

"I wonder what dimension this is? The spiritual energy seems rather thin," Yan thought to himself. The spiritual energy was so thin it was practically indistinguishable from the mundane world, let alone compared to Yuhua Immortal Mountain.

Woooooooo~
The howling of wolves came from the distant mountains, and the cry of night owls could be heard from time to time, which was enough to scare an ordinary person half to death.

However, Fang Han was not disturbed.

"Let's go to the temple first!"

Fang Han said.

Not far away was a dilapidated Buddhist temple. After Fang Han arrived, he found an old monk who was about fifty or sixty years old. The old monk was just an ordinary person and was making vegetarian noodles with mushrooms.

"Young man, do you want some noodles?" asked the old monk.

"Okay! Have a bowl!" Fang Han said. He hadn't eaten such worldly food for a long time.

A bowl of vegetarian noodles with mushrooms, which contained a little bit of meat and red chili oil, brought some comfort to Fang Han who had come from afar.

"Master, give me a bowl of noodles too~"

At this moment, a young man's voice came. The young man was thin, with a delicate face, carrying a bamboo box on his back, and seemed to be a scholar.

"Xiao Yi is here! Are you here to pay tribute to your mother again today?" said the old monk.

The young man's name is Hong Yi, the son of Hong Xuanji, the "Marquis Wu Wen" of the current dynasty. He comes here almost every year to pay tribute to his mother.

"Ah."

The boy was a little quiet.

After eating the noodles, he returned to the side hall.

Soon after, the sound of reading aloud could be heard from the side hall where he was.

The room next to the side hall.

"What a wonderful saying, 'Heaven sees as the people see, Heaven hears as the people hear', Fang Han. These two sentences do contain some of the mysteries of faith and practice."

Yan couldn't help but smack his lips. This dimensional world also seemed to be a world dominated by humans. I wonder how this descendant of the Yellow Springs Emperor discovered and entered it. It was truly a great opportunity.

"Hmm? Could it be!"

Hearing this, Fang Han raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.

"Hey! Such a strong Qi and blood! When did such a person appear in Yujing City? Little Taoist priest, which sect are you from?"

At that moment, a woman's surprised voice suddenly rang out in Fang Han's ears, and then a woman in a pink dress appeared behind him. She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but she was graceful and elegant, with a stunning beauty. Her large, distinct black and white eyes, like spring water, were captivating. Her beautiful eyes, looking at Fang Han, were filled with curiosity.

"Fang Han, be careful! This woman is a demon. She appeared so stealthily. Her cultivation must have reached the Celestial Realm or above!"

Yan reminded.

"I am Fang Han from the Yuhua Dao Sect. I wonder why Sister Yaoxian is here?"

Looking at the woman, Fang Han asked.

"Hehe~ Little Taoist priest is quite smooth-talking. I see that your blood and energy are like a furnace, and your spirit is also extremely powerful. You must have learned some profound and wonderful methods. Among the famous Taoist sects in Daqian, I have only heard of Taishang Taoism, Fangxian Taoism, Zhengyi Taoism, Daluo Taoism, etc., but I have never heard of Yuhua Taoism. However, in the thousands of years of history through the dynasties, there are countless Taoist sects. It is normal that there are Taoist sects that I don't know about." said the beautiful woman.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been countless Daoist sects. In addition to the aforementioned sects, there are also the Divine Heaven Dao, the Dragon and Tiger Dao, the Hunyuan Dao, the Gangdou Dao, the Great Dream Dao, the Scent-Smelling Dao, the Mysterious Yin Dao, the Bright and Pure Dao, the Qihun Dao, the Male and Female Dao, the Wugui Dao, the Qingwei Dao, the Feitian Dao, the Huanxing Dao, the Tiandun Dao, the Lunzhuan Dao, the Zhenyan Dao, and many more. Even those Daoist sects with well-known names verified in historical records number in the hundreds, demonstrating the Dao's immense prosperity in this land!

However, most of these Taoist sects have gradually declined and disappeared in the long river of history. Only a very few can survive for thousands of years and remain prosperous.

"Are you here to fight against evil and defend the Way like the other bigwigs?"

The woman said with a smile, but her aura locked Fang Han firmly.

She had relatives living in the West Mountain, and she had come here today to visit them. If this young man from nowhere was going to fight demons and defend the Way, then there would naturally be a fight. Thinking of this, the woman felt somewhat fortunate that she had arrived just in time.

"Taishang Dao, Fangxian Dao, Zhengyi Dao? Could it be?"

Fang Han's heart moved, and he said, "Could it be that the young lady is the Fragrant Fox King, one of the eight great demon immortals in the world?"

The eight great demon immortals in the world are eight extraordinary practitioners with extremely high levels of Taoism. They are the Peacock King, the Sky Snake King, the White Ape King, the Golden Spider King, the Silver Shark King, the Divine Eagle King, the Black Wolf King, and the Fragrant Fox King.

"Oh? You actually know me?" The woman was a little surprised, but the Eight Demon Immortals were famous all over the world, so it was expected that this person knew me.

Yan in the Yellow Springs Map was not too surprised. In his opinion, the descendant of the Yellow Springs Emperor probably had lived in this dimension before.

However, this monster was not even aware of the Yuhua Sect, one of the ten major sects in the Xuanhuang World. It was obvious that his knowledge was limited, or he had never left this dimensional world. Don't blame him for being ignorant.

"It really is this world called 'Yangshen'!"

A thought flashed through Fang Han's mind.

This is a vast world.

There were the Ancient Sage Emperors, the various sages, and the traditions and philosophies they passed down. The two sides engaged in open and covert struggles for thousands and even tens of thousands of years. The present time, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the time when the protagonist "Yi Zi", the last of the sages, rises to prominence, and also the beginning of the storyline of the world of "Yang Shen".

In the Yang Shen world, there are two systems of cultivation: martial arts and Taoism, each with distinct philosophies. Martial arts emphasize that the world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the physical body is a precious raft that carries one across it. If a person's spirit were to leave the body, it would be like jumping into the sea; they would inevitably die. However, a strong body could carry them directly to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering. Taoism also views the world as a boundless sea of ​​suffering, believing that the "precious raft" will eventually decay. Only when the spirit is strong can one abandon the physical body, allowing the spirit to swim like a fish in the sea of ​​suffering, eventually reaching the other side.

Martial arts focus on the cultivation of the physical body, and the levels are roughly divided into: warrior, disciple, warrior, martial artist, innate martial artist, grandmaster, martial saint, human immortal, vacuum shattering, etc.

Taoism focuses on the cultivation of the spirit and soul, and the levels are roughly divided into: calming the mind, out-of-body experience, night travel, day travel, exorcism, manifestation, possession, ghost fairy, thunder tribulation, yang spirit, etc.

There are also practitioners who cultivate both martial arts and their souls. When they reach a high level of cultivation, their souls can survive thunder tribulations and achieve incredible realms.

The beautiful woman in front of him was a fox fairy who had survived the "thunder tribulation" and achieved enlightenment.

The scholar next door must be Hong Yi, the "Yi Zi" who had not yet risen to prominence and was not even a martial artist.

(End of this chapter)