Primordial Era: I am the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao.

Chapter 43 The Book of Life and Death: A Flaw from the Beginning!

"Mother's Maho?"

Kong Xuan's hands trembled incessantly as he carefully cradled Yuan Feng's true feathers in his palms.

That deep-rooted blood connection stirred an indescribable sense of familiarity within him, causing tears to stream down his face involuntarily.

The Golden-Winged Roc beside it felt the same way, its whole body trembling incessantly.

Since the beginning of the Dragon-Han Calamity, Yuan Feng has disappeared without a trace.

Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc were constantly worried about Yuan Feng's safety.

Want to know if she is still alive, and whether she has successfully completed her nirvana?

At this moment, this real feather seemed to bring a glimmer of hope!

"Senior Brother, I sensed a subtle life force within Mother's true feathers."

"It seems to be telling me that my mother still exists somewhere in this world, but I can't pinpoint her exact location!"

Tears still clung to Kong Xuan's eyes as he looked up at Cang Xuan and said, "Furthermore, I have a very strong feeling that Mother may be in dire straits!"

Cang Xuan looked at the two of them, gently patted their shoulders, and advised them in a gentle voice:

"With your current strength, it is truly beyond your capabilities to help Senior Yuan Feng."

"You need to practice more diligently, only in this way can you find that sliver of a possible opportunity."

"You must preserve this true feather carefully; it may be the key to finding Senior Yuan Feng!"

Cang Xuan never truly believed that Yuan Feng had perished.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, reborn from the ashes.

As a renowned and powerful figure, Yuan Feng naturally possessed the means to protect himself.

Perhaps Yuan Feng has already been reborn somewhere, but is temporarily unable to return to the world due to the constraints of the laws of heaven and karma.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. We will remember your teachings!"

Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc responded respectfully with smiles on their faces.

Seeing that the two were gradually calming down, Cang Xuan nodded slightly.

A thought flashed through my mind!

In the system space, a chaotic black unicorn suddenly appeared in his arms.

Accompanied by the booming of chaotic divine thunder, he was surrounded by chaotic energy.

The newly born Chaos Qilin was small in size, like an ordinary kitten, and lay quietly in Cang Xuan's arms.

"This little one is still sleeping soundly!"

"That's good, it'll help me relieve some boredom."

Cang Xuan smiled and gently patted the little head of the Chaos Black Qilin.

If you can't pet a cat, petting a Qilin (a mythical creature) would be quite fun, right?

"Senior Brother, where on earth did you get such a terrifying fellow?"

"The aura emanating from it is incredibly powerful, unfathomable, and its origin is clearly superior to ours!"

Kong Xuan exclaimed in astonishment, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

Are all beings in the Qilin clan this powerful?

Although it was just a newborn cub, its cultivation and aura made Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc almost unable to breathe, as if they were being suppressed by their bloodline.

"How did you get it? That's a secret."

"But speaking of the origin of this Chaos Ink Qilin, it is not an ordinary innate being, but an existence born from chaos."

"Born with the ability to control chaotic divine lightning, and containing the laws of chaos!"

"In terms of strength, even the two of you combined are definitely no match for it."

Cang Xuan said to Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc.

He held the Chaos Black Qilin in his arms, feeling its warm body temperature, and his smile grew even brighter.

Who could resist such an adorable little creature?

Just then, the system's voice rang in Cang Xuan's mind.

【Ding!】

[The host has successfully prevented Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from entering Kunlun Mountain. Reward: The supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Book of Life and Death!]

"The Book of Life and Death, not bad!"

In the beginning of time, there were three supreme treasures born from the heavens and earth.

They are the Heavenly Book of Gods, the Earthly Book, and the Book of Life and Death!

These three supreme innate spiritual treasures are closely connected with the Heavenly Way, the Earthly Way, and the Human Way.

They symbolize the harmonious unity of heaven, earth, and humanity.

If a being can use these three spiritual treasures to sever its three corpses, then the three corpses will surely be able to merge perfectly, thus helping it to attain sainthood.

Because these three spiritual treasures were originally a complete set of innate supreme treasures!

In the primordial world, everyone knows that if one cultivates according to the method of severing the three corpses to become a saint passed down by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, it is relatively easy to sever the three corpses.

However, it is almost impossible to make the three corpses merge again.

Because different innate spiritual treasures repel each other, it is difficult to achieve perfect fusion.

Therefore, only a complete set of innate spiritual treasures can enable cultivators to achieve the true Three Corpses Sainthood Method.

For example, the Chaos Bell, the Pangu Banner, and the Taiji Diagram are a perfectly matched set of innate treasures.

Similarly, the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls are arranged in groups of twelve, which can help living beings attain enlightenment and sainthood.

However, it takes a lot of luck and opportunity to collect a complete set of innate spiritual treasures.

For most living beings, it is an unattainable fantasy.

"My two junior brothers, we should go to Taiqing Palace to pay our respects to the Three Pure Ones."

Cang Xuan looked at Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc, who both looked dejected, and gently reminded them.

Although the two were unwilling, they still mustered their spirits and followed Cang Xuan to Taiqing Palace.

Inside the Taiqing Palace, the Three Pure Ones sat high on the cloud platform, their bodies constantly radiating Daoist energy, and their saintly aura permeating the surroundings.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked down at Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Cang Xuan, you have done very well this time, successfully bringing Yuan Feng's son into my Xuan Sect."

He turned to Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian Jiaozhu, and said with a serious expression, "Eldest brother, third brother, I have a connection with Kong Xuan, and I want to take him as my disciple."

Yuanshi Tianzun knew that Kong Xuan was calm and composed, and extremely talented, making him an excellent choice for cultivating the Yuqing Daoist method. Therefore, he developed a fondness for Kong Xuan's talent.

Taiqing Laozi, however, took over the conversation with a slightly mocking smile:

"Second brother, what you're saying isn't appropriate."

"Remember thousands of years ago, you used to look down on those creatures that were born from eggs and had fur and horns?"

"If we use this standard, Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc can also be considered such beings."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

He paused, then continued, "One's background doesn't determine everything; a true hero is one who can bend and stretch."

"Although Kong Xuan is not a naturally born being, his background is comparable to that of a top-tier naturally born deity."

"He is of excellent character and has unlimited potential; I must take him as my personal disciple."

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the main hall was solemn and dignified.

Kong Xuan knelt respectfully on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Disciple pays respects to Master, Uncle-Master Taiqing, and Uncle-Master Tongtian!"

"From now on, I will strictly abide by the rules of the Xuanmen sect and concentrate on my cultivation!"

Yuanshi Tianzun showed a satisfied expression. With a disciple like Kong Xuan, he naturally felt happy and proud.

Seeing this, Taiqing Laozi turned his gaze to the Golden-Winged Roc and nodded to show his approval.

Then he let out a long sigh, which made the Golden-Winged Roc's heart clench.

"May I ask Your Majesty, may I, your disciple, become your disciple?"

The Golden-Winged Roc knelt down and kowtowed urgently, its voice even trembling slightly.

After his battle with Ksitigarbha, he deeply realized the gap between himself and his brother, and felt both anxious and extremely eager to receive guidance from the sage.

Taiqing Laozi looked at him, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes, but still said compassionately:

"Of course."

"But you fool, you think you're so clever, and that's why you're born with a deficiency that makes you inferior to your brother."

(End of this chapter)