Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

"Senior sister, it's me!" Bai Yaochen tried his best to imitate the appearance of his father in his memory in order to play his role well.

He still doesn't know where he slipped up. No supernatural powers or spells could tell that he was a fake, and his appearance and abilities were completely identical.

But why does Chi Limu seem so certain, not doubtful at all?

Chi Limu's face was cold and aloof, and the fingers holding the Qingli Ancient Sword were slightly white. Although the "White Dragon" opposite him seemed to have no flaws, his eyes were too innocent and naive.

Bai Long'er is definitely not that honest.

Even after marrying Bai Qian, the way he looked at her was still very bold, with a very obvious aggressiveness.

That dead dog is clearly a pervert!

No matter how well the demon king opposite him pretends, his eyes don't lie.

Chi Limu knew that the other party possessed great supernatural powers and was able to impersonate "Bai Long'er" so flawlessly that he could even fight Gu Santong. He suspected that the other party might be plotting something unknown.

If you expose the other party, you may very well suffer unforeseen consequences.

During the past two weeks, she was not simply recuperating, but rather using various means within her sect to make contact. However, the messages sent back by her sect repeatedly confirmed that the person in front of her was indeed Bai Long'er.

This sent chills down her spine. The fact that even the sect's secret techniques could conceal the truth was astonishing. Although she didn't know if the Heavenly Capital Ancestor knew that "White Dragon Girl" was a fake, the other party's method of disguise was too frightening.

Chi Limu was prepared, even if it meant taking some risks, to expose the other party's true identity. If he attacked him, it would expose his wolfish ambitions and perhaps reveal some clues.

As for saving her life... she was able to survive for so long when she was in Gu Santong's hands before, and now that she has gone through this ordeal, her cultivation and magical power have advanced even further, so she naturally has enough confidence to protect herself.

Once you can force the other party to reveal their true colors, you can send an alarm to the door and use the power within the door to suppress them.

"If you still don't tell the truth, don't blame my sword for not recognizing anyone!"

The golden light of merit emanating from Chi Limu's body shone forth, completely enveloping her in a halo of light. The Qingli Ancient Sword emitted an incomparably melodious humming sound, like a phoenix crying out, or like a celestial being forging iron.

Keng! Keng!
Seeing that the other party remained silent, the ancient sword in her hand flowed with an incomparably dazzling sharpness, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword Technique was pushed to its limit. "Since you are unwilling to speak, then don't blame me for being impolite."

hum!
The Azure Dawn Ancient Sword was pushed to its limit, transforming into a streak of azure light, moving so fast it almost exceeded the limits of vision. In an instant, it tore through the void and slashed fiercely toward Bai Yaochen's neck.

boom! boom! boom!
Five divine wheels naturally appeared behind Bai Yaochen, with five layers of magical light protecting his body. Various strange phenomena intertwined to form a terrifying defense.

The Qingli Ancient Sword was incomparably sharp, constantly tearing apart the magical light. However, the five divine wheels rotated like wheels, and the magical light kept turning and growing, resisting the erosion of the sword light.

"Tell me, who exactly are you?"

Chi Limu's voice grew colder and colder. The other party was definitely not Bai Long'er. His reaction was too strange. Both his eyes and his behavior were completely different from Bai Long'er's.

She and Bai Long'er grew up together, and this guy in front of her couldn't fool her at all.

Bai Yaochen hesitated for a long time. Seeing that Chi Limu on the other side seemed to really have murderous intent, he reluctantly flipped his palm and took out an ancient arrow that shot the sun. Then he suddenly flipped his palm and inserted it into the void.

The sharpness of these ancient artifacts severs cause and effect, isolates the void, and prevents all prying.

Chi Limu's expression hardened slightly, thinking that the other party had been seen through and was about to reveal his true colors and kill him.

Three seeds of supernatural power rose and fell within her body, fiery clouds transformed into rainbow robes, golden light of merit condensed into a phoenix, and sword energy flowed, tearing through the void.

With the three supernatural powers resonating, at the crucial moment, she would rather cripple her own supernatural powers than let the opponent succeed.

"Don't wear that face. You're not worthy. If you have any tricks up your sleeve, then use them."

Chi Limu's tone was chilling. His unwavering will and extremely resilient Dao heart transformed into the purest sword intent, making the Qingli Ancient Sword shine brighter and brighter. The sword light trembled wildly, almost tearing everything apart.

However, just as she was preparing to go all out at any cost, she saw "Bai Long'er" on the other side kneel down on the ground with a thud, her dog head hitting the ground, and she said in a tone full of pain and struggle, "Nephew Bai Yaochen greets Aunt Chi Li."

Chi Limu froze completely, and it took her a long time to realize what had happened. Her mind was in a mess, and after a long while, she hesitantly said, "You...you are Yao Chen?"

Bai Yaochen kowtowed respectfully, "Master Aunt, it's me, it's me, I'm Yaochen..."

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face, and he sobbed uncontrollably.

Ultimately, he was just a newborn child.

Having never experienced the trials of the mortal world, nor received guidance from his parents, he faced death shortly after birth. Although he was resurrected and gained supernatural powers and all of his father's memories, his nature remained very simple; he was still just a child who had not yet grown up.

Chi Limu was somewhat incredulous. Given the other party's supernatural powers and magic, no matter what their intentions were, it was impossible for them to kneel down before her directly. This would be an insult to his Dao heart.

Not to mention that the "White Dragon" on the other side really looked confused, unlike those old-fashioned people. His eyes had the purity and bewilderment of a newborn.

"You, you really are Yao Chen? Aren't you already dead?" Chi Limu slowly put away the Qingli Ancient Sword in her hand. Although she still had doubts and questions in her heart, she had already unconsciously come to believe it to some extent.

Bai Yaochen seemed to have suffered a great injustice and finally saw his relatives. He cried with tears streaming down his face, "Master Aunt, I didn't die. It was my father who saved me."

"And what about your father?" Chi Limu was a little unsure how to face Bai Yaochen in front of him. Seeing her crying so sadly, he subconsciously took two steps closer, wanting to comfort her, but he was also somewhat wary.

Bai Yaochen slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and said in a grief-stricken tone, "Father...he..."

He choked up halfway through his speech and could no longer speak; the immense grief almost made him faint.

Chi Limu could no longer care about anything else. He stepped forward, squatted down, grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, and asked anxiously, "Where is your father? How is he?"

Bai Yaochen's extremely sorrowful attitude led her to some very bad speculations, but she was unwilling to believe them or admit them.

“Father… he’s dead… sob sob sob…” Bai Yaochen completely broke down. These words seemed to shatter all his psychological defenses. Since his resurrection, his feigned composure and maturity collapsed at this moment.

He felt as if he had become that newborn baby again, watching his father die to save him, breaking down in tears.

Chi Limu was stunned. She murmured, "Impossible, this is impossible, how could he be dead?"

"No, he's still alive, he must still be alive."

"His golden lotus of destiny within the sect is still blooming; how could he possibly be dead?"

"The masters in the sect have already calculated that Bai Long'er is still alive."

She kept muttering to herself, as if trying to give herself confidence. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally managed to snap out of it and stiffly reached out to touch the familiar yet unfamiliar dog's head.

"Yaochen, don't cry, your father must still be alive."

“He’s still alive…” “Tell me quickly, what exactly happened back then? Tell me everything that happened, don’t leave anything out.”

Bai Yaochen nodded while shedding tears. His father had left a message in his memory, telling him that the most trustworthy person besides his mother was his aunt, Chi Limu.

His identity had to be kept secret from outsiders, but he could tell his aunt Chi Limu and his mother openly, otherwise he would not be able to hide it from them at all.

And then there's the Heavenly Capital Patriarch; my father said he must also be able to see his true identity.

Bai Yaochen was like a child who had finally seen his family after going through hardships. He cried and wiped away his tears, telling them all the information he knew and the remaining information in his memory about how he was resurrected.

After listening to Bai Yaochen's story, Chi Limu felt almost exhausted and his face was extremely pale. "You mean, your father used the bloodline characteristics of the Sun-Devouring Heavenly Dog, and at the cost of his own death, he allowed you to be reborn from his body?"

"And you obtained all his power and supernatural abilities?"

Bai Yaochen nodded, tears streaming down his face, and roared in a hoarse voice, "It was me who ruined Father, it was me who killed Father..."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

"It's all because of me..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Chi Limu was completely stunned. Unbeknownst to her, glistening tears were rolling down her cheeks. She opened her mouth slightly, but no sound came out.

The Qingli Ancient Sword crashed to the ground with a thud, its light dimming.

"How can this be?!"

She finally understood why, according to all the secret methods of her sect, Bai Long'er was still alive, and even that golden lotus of fortune was still there.

Because Bai Long'er is indeed still alive.

But him… the one who grew up with me, the one who became my disciple with me, the one who traveled the Ten Thousand Mountains with me, the one who entered the Taiqing Temple with me…

died!

Chi Limu felt a surge of sorrow, his body went numb, as if his blood had turned cold, and he was unable to move.

"How...how could he just die like that?"

"That's not true."

She stared blankly at the sky, her tears falling onto the soil.

……

Wu Tian was unaware that his son and Chi Limu were not far from him. Chi Limu and Bai Yaochen had profound cultivation and magical power, so they could naturally sever their aura and causal ties, making them difficult for outsiders to detect.

He called this lava basin formed after the Skull Mountain fractured "Hot Pool," and bathed in the lava every day to nourish his blood and cultivate the Sun and Moon Contemplation Method, which made his cultivation progress extremely fast.

Meanwhile, the two spider demons, Bizhu and Baizhu, adapted very well to the cave filled with yin energy. They spent this time recuperating, replenishing the energy consumed in the previous battles, and digesting their previous gains.

Silver Frost's cultivation is somewhat mysterious; she uses the omnipresent wind to examine the cracks beneath the earth and search for information from beneath.

She can also perceive the light of the sun and moon, and comprehend the workings and principles of heaven and earth.

The "Taiyin Fengmu Yuanjun Yan Ershisi Shi Fa" is incredibly profound and mysterious. Although it is only a fragment, it is still very exquisite.

In particular, the bloodline of Yun Guanghou is very compatible with this scroll of teachings, and Yin Shuang's cultivation progress is improving at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.

Wu Tian had also observed Yin Shuang's cultivation from the side. This scroll of the Wind Mother's inheritance was indeed terrifying. It used wind to penetrate the twenty-four hours and the four seasons to turn, thus delving into the mysteries of time.

"As expected of an ancient power, he has also been involved in the passage of time."

So far, he has come into contact with two powerful Golden Immortals, the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable and the Great Sun Tathagata, both of whom are ancient beings who have been involved in the passage of time.

"According to what that old Taoist priest said, only by venturing into the realm of time can one possibly reach the level of a Golden Immortal."

"For beings at that level, venturing into the realm of time is an inevitable path."

The deeper Wu Tian’s understanding of the laws of heaven and earth and the passage of time, the more illusory and unreal the world before him seemed.

This is not to say that the world before us is false, but rather that in his eyes and those ancient great beings, the timelines of the past, present, and future are not eternal, and truly powerful beings can manipulate time.

Theoretically speaking, if someone could thoroughly understand the laws of heaven and earth and master all the principles and laws, including time, they could reverse the past and the future in an instant, turn heaven and earth back into chaos, create a new world, and recreate the universe.

In the face of such beings, the so-called past, present, and future are utterly meaningless; their will can reverse everything.

"This is why the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable wants to compete for the position of Heavenly Emperor."

"Once someone takes that step and completely seizes all the power over heaven and earth, all living beings in this world will be under their control, and their lives and deaths will be beyond their control."

"Even a Golden Immortal is nothing more than a being born from heaven and earth. Although they have mastered a portion of the power and creation of heaven and earth, once such an existence appears, it is as if heaven and earth have a master."

Who would willingly let their life be controlled by others?

Wu Tian hid in this desolate hot spring, bathing in the lava. He sorted through a lot of information from the past and learned many secrets that he had not thought about in detail before.

He inherited all the traditions of Taiqing Temple, thoroughly studied 36,000 volumes of Taoist scriptures, and knew too much to be kept from him except by those ancient great masters.

Several days later, Wu Tian was practicing the Sun and Moon Contemplation Method in the hot spring when he suddenly sensed an earth-shattering, malevolent aura emanating from the south. Blazing flames shot into the sky, and the earth's veins trembled, even affecting this place.

The once calm magma began to boil violently, and the ley lines seemed to be slowly shifting as if a giant dragon were turning over.

"Is it the direction of Trapped Sky Mountain?"

Wu Tian opened his eyes, where the illusory images of the sun and moon remained. "As expected, a Nascent Soul cultivator has made a move. This is a fire-based formation; they're going to set the mountain ablaze!"

Bizhu, Baizhu, and Yinshuang were also alarmed. They rushed out of the cave and ran to the rocks near Wu Tian, ​​where they used their magical eyes to gaze into the distance.

"So cruel!"

Both Bizhu and Baizhu were terrified and shuddered, their faces turning pale. (End of Chapter)