Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 458 Agarwood
"Such abundant vitality! Even the branches and leaves of the Jianmu tree are probably no better than this. That senior Shennong has indeed given me an excellent material for alchemy."

"If I can refine this green leaf, my cultivation will advance by a lot. I'm afraid even the most top-tier pills in this world can't compare to this leaf."

As Niu Yi pondered this, the vitality from the emerald green leaves of the Hunyuan Furnace slowly seeped out and enveloped him, soon completely enveloping him in this emerald radiance.

Within Niu Yi's True Spirit Space, a series of clear phoenix cries continuously emanated from this vast space.

At this moment, as Niu Yi's cultivation level continued to improve, the small space he had just arrived in this world had now become a boundless starry sea.

At this moment, several magical meditation diagrams composed of countless stars were shining and adorning the four directions of the space, while below was a sea of ​​water like a starry sky.

At this moment, a five-colored phoenix with colorful tail feathers was soaring through the air, and the vitality that kept flowing into Niu Yi's body seemed to have a significant effect on the phoenix as well.

"Hey, I thought it would take a long time to regain my physical body after reincarnating with you, but judging from the current state, it won't take more than two years~"

"But you're progressing way too fast, kid. Be careful your foundation doesn't become unstable."

As hoarse voices echoed through the space, Niu Yi's clear voice soon followed.

"Brother Chicken, rest assured, I have a plan."

The Three Realms, Daojun Mountain.

Unbeknownst to them, three hundred years had passed since Niu Yi's true spirit was reincarnated for the second time. At this time, Daojun Mountain was still a place of great religious activity, and the Tongtian River region was peaceful.

Even though three hundred years have passed, the world has undergone tremendous changes, and countless generations have gone by. Even the Chechi Kingdom, protected by the three immortals, almost experienced a period of destruction. Shangtang Village outside Jindu Mountain has been renamed Fenghe Village. But for Daojun Mountain and Jindu Mountain, three hundred years have not changed anything.

Daojun Mountain, a sacred place of medicine in people's hearts, has a peaceful atmosphere that has been accumulated over thousands of years and is becoming more and more intense, so that people will unconsciously feel awe when they approach the territory of Daojun Mountain.

At this moment, in the incense space of Daojun Mountain Palace, Daojun was sitting cross-legged on the third floor of the pavilion, meeting Niu Li and other bull spirits.

"You have worked hard guarding Beiju Luzhou for hundreds of years. Fortunately, this time your mission has been accomplished, and your cultivation has greatly improved."

Daojun stroked his beard and smiled, and the four men opposite him with bull horns on their heads also smiled.

"Chief, is there anything else we need to do?"

Niu Feng held the gleaming golden bull fork in his hand, looking at Dao Jun with considerable anticipation.

Daojun saw through his little ox's thoughts at a glance. He glanced at Niu Li, Niu An, and Niu Ping, who were also looking at him with expectant eyes, and couldn't bear to tease them. After all, guarding the area for hundreds of years was very hard work.

Daojun simply shook his head and said:
"Now that Beiju Luzhou has stabilized and is being looked after by the immortals who have grown up on Daojun Mountain, there is naturally no problem. The situation in the other two continents is also stable now. For a long time to come, you will all be able to relax."

"You are free to do whatever you want during this time."

As Daojun finished speaking, Niu Feng couldn't help but grin and quickly stood up, saying:
"Chief, in that case, I'll head back to Golden Gourd Mountain to train those Niu family kids."

"Go, go, go~"

As Daojun's gentle voice faded, Niu Feng's figure quickly transformed into a breeze and disappeared into the incense-filled space.

Daojun chuckled and shook his head, glancing at the other three little bull demons nearby who were clearly also getting restless. "Go on, go on, go home and visit your families. Why should I hide things from my leader?"

"What the chief says is true. I also miss the peaches and wine from the mountains."

Upon hearing this, Niu Li grinned, stood up, bowed to Daojun, and then walked outside. Niu Ping and Niu An, the two brothers, also followed suit and bowed, leaving the incense space together.

Before long, the incense-burning space returned to calm.

Daojun slowly stood up, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Now, three hundred years have passed, and Yan Chixia from the Liaozhai world has been the Heavenly Emperor for three hundred years, but I still cannot sense any information from my true spirit."

"It seems that the world we have traveled to this time is indeed quite far away from the Three Realms. No wonder even with the help of the Taiyin Star Lord, we could not find a single clue."

"Everything else is fine, but if the distance is too far, the flow of time will be different."

After pondering for a moment, Daojun slowly shook his head, clearing his mind of all distracting thoughts.

Regardless of the circumstances, if there were problems with his true spirit, he would definitely sense them. But since everything is normal for him now, it means that his true spirit is currently traveling smoothly between different worlds.

"There's nothing they can do over there, even if they're anxious, but things are a bit more complicated here."

Daojun murmured to himself, glancing to the side, where he saw a celestial official bowing as he stepped onto the third floor of the pavilion, paying his respects to him.

"Lord Daojun, Erlang Zhenjun of Guanjiangkou has sent an invitation to you to visit Meishan."

"Alright, leave the invitation here and you may leave."

"Yes, Lord Daojun."

The celestial official then quickly stepped forward, placed the invitation on the table beside the Daoist Lord, bowed again, and left.

Daojun casually opened the invitation card beside him, looked at the handwriting written by Yang Jian, and nodded knowingly.

"As expected, the Third Holy Mother did indeed unite with Liu Yanchang and gave birth to Chenxiang. The Third Holy Mother violated the heavenly rules and was personally suppressed under the mountain by Brother Yang, her elder brother."

"But my elder brother actually wants his nephew to become my apprentice and learn skills from me in the future."

Daojun sighed helplessly. After all, this was a family matter of the Jade Emperor's side, and he didn't want to get involved. However, some things had come to him, and he couldn't ignore them, especially since it was his own brother Yang who had spoken up.

"This can be considered a consequence of Brother Yang's great help back then. In the end, Chenxiang didn't even want to become my junior brother's disciple, but instead wanted to become my disciple."

Clearly, Yang Jian trusted Daojun, with whom he had a long-standing friendship, more than Sun Wukong, and had more faith in Daojun's reliable nature.

"Alright, I'll make the trip myself, but before that, I still need to see my Brother Jin."

Daojun looked westward, towards the direction of Golden Toad Mountain.

(End of this chapter)