The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 106 Building the Heart in the Purple Mansion
At this moment, in one corner of the sea, the three tower ships were being forcibly dragged to the distant shore by soldiers. The Three Immortals Sect had its own Dao soldiers, with indigo faces, three eyes, and gills on their cheeks, resembling sea people. They were nine feet tall and extremely strong. Seven or eight of them could use iron chains to encircle the ship and pull the giant object across the dock.

The rest were bandits, who had just undergone a major purge and were currently being guarded and cleaned by a battalion of Taoist soldiers...

Pei and Guan, the two Daoists, had subtle expressions. After letting out a long sigh, they led Yu and Li Qing on their precious shuttles, flying over the shore of the ruins and heading back to the manor area of ​​the immortal city.

The medium-sized flying swallow-shaped magic boat was now lying horizontally in Pei Daoren's mustard seed bag.

Later, a barrier master skilled in the art of enchanting flying boats will come to adjust and regulate the restrictions within them. At that time, this fifty-foot-long flying swallow magic boat, adorned with mysterious spirit feathers and purple kite tails, will serve as their future flagship.

Of the three, perhaps only Pei Daoren truly understood the dangers of this journey!
Marquis Wang and the Ninth Elder feasted and drank all night without incident, until the next Hongmen Banquet was held.

"Nothing happened overnight, and all the guests were kept in the dark. Was it only in the wine jug I was carrying that I had added a potent drug?"

"Given his temperament, if Marquis Wang had refused to drink, there would have been absolutely no further incident."

"If Marquis Wang discovers the truth, the result will likely be that Pei Jiu, filled with rage, will resort to poisoning!"

Having dealt with the Ninth Elder of the Seven Star Pavilion frequently, Pei Jiu already knew what kind of person he was.

Would he really continue walking for that old man's children and grandchildren? He's not that loyal!

At this moment, Pei Jiu's divine palace was dim, his dantian was closed, and he looked like an ordinary mortal, but his mind was extremely clear.

The plague-stricken Marquis Wang was right about one thing: he couldn't serve the Eastern Sea gentry and the outer sea immortal city forever. The world was constantly undergoing unpredictable changes, and he had to take each step carefully while looking towards higher places.

Staying in the same place will only lead to him being abandoned by the times...

"After returning, I will go into seclusion to cultivate until I reach the Purple Mansion Foundation stage, then I will integrate the scattered lightning-summoning techniques and never return to this outer sea!"

At this moment, Pei Daoren seemed like an ordinary man. He felt the rush of wind as the magic shuttle flew away, endured the pain from the wound on his chest, and secretly made up his mind.

When the precious shuttle returned to the manor, Pei and Guan looked at each other. With a magic boat in hand, they had some new ideas.

At this moment, Li Qing could no longer suppress the changes in the Qi of the universe. In his Niwan Palace, the Daoist energy was surging.

Without saying much to the two Taoist priests, he cupped his hands in farewell and hurriedly left into his own courtyard.

The two Taoists, Pei and Guan, did not know who Li Qing was. They assumed that he had some exchanges with the Taoists of the Seven Star Pavilion regarding the immortal sects, and did not pay much attention to it.

As for Li Qing, given his status within the immortal sect, befriending him will only bring benefit and no harm...

Just as Li Qing entered the courtyard, the "candle" meandered down from one side of the green tile eaves, immediately knocking down many tiles. Just as it was about to step forward and get close to Li Qing, the Taoist priest, unaware of the danger, used one hand to push the six-crowned dragon head to the side.

"Candle, keep watch over this courtyard for me, and don't allow anyone to approach this place!"

After hastily locking a magical barrier around the two small courtyards, Li Qing flashed into the main room and immediately closed the doors and windows.

The next instant, he felt dizzy and disoriented, but he directly entered the Netherworld through the Netherworld Book and Ghost Contract.

With his upper and lower dantian and divine palace and purple mansion about to be built, he could not possibly stay in this noisy immortal city to build his foundation. The only place where he could feel safe was the Qishan Underworld!

With a swift movement into the Netherworld, Li Qing pushed open the gates of the Underworld, passed through two courtyards, and went straight into the second floor of the East Garden.

Without time to check where the Ghost Mother was, Li Qing closed the door to the second floor, took out another Soul Bead from his pocket, casually tossed it into his mouth, and began to analyze the changes of the myriad energies in the universe.

For him, everything in the universe has been subdued. His 360 acupoints in the universe guard the Dragon Crest Mountain, connecting the Divine Palace above and the Dantian below. A single movement completes a full cycle of the universe.

The primordial energy is sufficient, and the dantian is ready. It is just waiting for the primordial spirit in the Niwan Palace to circulate through the heavens and enter the lower dantian, where the Purple Palace Golden Palace will be established!

Li Qing took a deep breath, and countless thoughts gathered in his Niwan Palace, transforming into the image of a white bone pagoda.

The cacophony of countless white bones guards this gloomy place. This is the "Visualization of the White Bone Beauty" that Li Qing is practicing. The essence of his thoughts tends towards the white bone deity.

At this moment, he wanted to transform the countless thoughts in the Niwan Palace into a deity, until this "deity" entered the Dantian Palace, the spirit and qi merged, the qi and essence merged, just like the alchemy of grasping Kan and taking Li, sorting out Yin and Yang, and transforming into the prototype of the Yin spirit.

Yin spirit and Yang spirit are like Qi but not Qi, like spirit but not spirit, like spirit but not spirit. This is another form of existence where essence, Qi and spirit are combined, and it belongs exclusively to the immortal path.

It also has a name, called the Primordial Spirit!
"What should my unformed primordial spirit look like?"

Li Qing's myriad thoughts converged, their forms changing countless times, yet ultimately no conclusion was reached.

The Dao of One Primordial Qi, in its foundation building, is about building a smooth path to the Great Dao, building a primordial spirit residing in the Purple Palace, building a breath of primordial ancestral Qi circling the Dantian, and building the three elements of essence, Qi, and spirit descending to the Purple Palace. This is the essence of condensing the golden elixir in the Dao of Alchemy!
The Path of Primordial Qi bypasses the step of refining the Golden Elixir and directly leads to the Foundation of the Dao, the Purple Mansion, and the Yin Spirit.

Meanwhile, in the path of cultivating Qi in the Purple Mansion Dao Foundation, they cultivate Yuan Qi, which comes from the root of life. Both are strengths, but it is difficult to gather thoughts in the Niwan Palace. The concept of spirit is ethereal and vague, let alone materialize it and sink it into the lower dantian.

As Li Qing cultivated the "White Bone Beauty Contemplation Picture" for a long time, his thoughts became complicated, and his body was surrounded by thousands of white bones. In just a moment, it seemed that the entire second floor of the East Garden Pavilion had been transformed into a dark, floating white bone ground.

He sat cross-legged on the couch, surrounded by pale skeletons that writhed and crackled. This pale land, seemingly the end of the Xuan Yin realm and the final resting place of all spirits, had descended into the mortal world.

With a thought, Li Qing understood. His mind was strong enough to command the true divine will of the white bones. He only needed to make a firm decision for himself, and his spirit would manifest.

But at this moment, he was suddenly lost in confusion. "Who am I? The ghostly strategist Li Qing, who can overturn the fate of an entire state with a single thought? Or the humble Taoist priest living in constant fear in the Lin Yuan Mountains? Or perhaps the unrestrained Li Jun who now travels overseas?"

Having come all the way from Tiannan, he has met too many people.

The Five Streams Dragon Lord is extravagant and indulgent. All the heroes and powerful figures from all directions are his honored guests. With a thought, the dragon spirits and dragon sons under his command are willing to serve him. Disciples of immortal sects from all directions respectfully call him the Dragon Lord!
"Chu Jun deserves the title of a hero, but his greatest skill is using people as tools."

Li Qing had little contact with Bai Long, the head of the Lin Yuan Courtyard, but through the annotations of the "Southern Dipper Longevity Scripture, Volume 1," he could see the big picture from the small details and appreciate the majesty of the head of the courtyard.

"The Grand Master of the Courtyard is in charge of the laws of Tiannan!"

What about Bu Lingxu, the Daoist Master in Plain Clothes? He is arrogant, unrestrained, and dares to establish his own lineage, which is powerful overseas. His domineering nature stems from his strength, noble birth, superior talent, and unparalleled vision.

"Senior Brother Bu, this is the ultimate dominance."

General Wang Hou, the sea-sweeping general, is so fearsome that even ordinary people in the Purple Palace would tremble at the mere mention of his name. Even Pei Daoren, who frequently travels overseas, almost parted ways with Li Qing and risked his life. What kind of person is he?
The Ninth Elder of the Seven Star Pavilion, like a tiger in its twilight years, subtly schemes with every gesture and movement, using his techniques to control people and suppress the overseas immortal city for a hundred years.

What about these people?

This is the strongest group of Taoists that Li Qing has ever met and can understand.

However, he observed that the Five Streams Dragon King was just like a Bull Demon King, pursuing fame and power, and sooner or later he would suffer the backlash of fame and power.
He observed that the head of the White Dragon Courtyard acted in a very conventional and rigid manner, unable to escape the constraints of the system.

He observed that Bu Lingxu, who had achieved fame at a young age, was protected by his ancestors, and possessed an exceptionally sharp talent and great fortune.

He observed that the greedy Marquis of the Danghai entered the water and went straight into the Pig Dragon. His greed was insatiable and crossed the red line. He was too greedy and did not look at the so-called rules of the outer sea. In the end, he was trapped in his own cocoon between great greed and small greed.

He observed the Ninth Elder, his mind-controlling schemes and plots revealing him to be nothing more than a skeleton in a tomb…

The Yin God Dragon Lord and the four top Purple Mansions—these five powerful overlords who occupy their respective regions—have their distinct faces and dark thoughts faintly revealed between them.

Li Qing observed the five men closely, but he saw nothing in them that he should strive to change or emulate. In his view, these five were merely ordinary Daoists on the path of pursuing the Great Dao!
"No method can surpass the others; techniques can be used as needed. Why should one borrow or pursue fame and fortune? The general trend can also turn around."

"This is not the Way!"

With a wave of his right hand, Li Qing dispersed the images of the five powerful Taoists. He stood up and asked what was going on.
For him, what does it mean to walk all the way to the end of the road?

In the dim light, atop the white bone lotus platform, a white bone beauty, whose body was half skeleton and half jade face, stepped out. This Dharma image stepped out of the Niwan Palace and appeared beside Li Qing.

She leaned closer to Li Qing, a smile playing on her lips, and asked softly:

"What are you confused about? Li family's second son, the ghostly Li Qing!"

"Look at me, you little brat!"

The first half of the white-boned beauty's words seemed like a joke, but the second half made her burst into fury.

In an instant, the skeletal beauty's image transformed into the most terrifying vengeful ghost in the world, with bones and flesh coexisting, its murderous intent ruthless and merciless.

Her face was that of the Taoist boy Li Qing, whom the Ghost Boy of Lin Yuan Mountain regarded as an ill omen; the head of the outer courtyard Bai Qingye, who often gave this "ghost brat" a cold shoulder and impatiently chased him away; the ghostly Taoist with deep, unfathomable eyes; the deadly puppeteer who looked down from above...

In the end, the mysterious Yin energy belonging to the Ghost Mother within the White Bone Beauty Dharma Image dissipated, tending towards the flying flesh and blood of the White Bone Killing Heart lineage, revealing only the pure white bones as white as jade within.

This is Li Qing's pure divine palace thought!

He reflected on everything he had seen and thought since entering the Dao, and the honors and disgraces he had been attached to were no longer a concern for him.

In an instant, all thoughts converged, and the scattered white bones and remains stood up. As Li Qing looked around, they all shattered at a glance. After four years of contemplation, he had gained countless thoughts. These thoughts gathered into the jade bone dharma image, and in an instant, a true "deity" manifested.

It was a black-haired spirit wearing a green robe. Her right side was beautiful, like a scholarly woman, with gentle and graceful eyes, much like the Ghost Mother; her left side was always worried, like a handsome young man from Jiangnan, with elegant and graceful appearance, just like Li Qing.

The spirit moved and pressed half of the white bone mask to its brow.

"Your heart is my image; if you always hold onto one spirit, then you will shape my body!"

The primordial Qi entered the Qi Sea, coalescing into a seemingly ethereal ancestral Qi, which circled around the White Bone Daoist deity and fell directly into Li Qing's Dantian.

From this moment on, within Li Qing's dantian, the primordial yin energy was refined into a solitary purple palace. His spirit entered the palace, and countless thoughts naturally scattered throughout the purple palace, beginning to nurture the true yin spirit...

As the energy of the Purple Mansion tore open the curtain, it soared into the sky.

Beside Li Qing, there was no white bone floating in Li Di, nor was there any image of the White Bone Daoist Lord.

"It's just a wisp of resentment that I haven't been able to let go of for a long time..."

"A little hardship, nothing to mention!"

(End of this chapter)