Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

The golden rain of divine blood gradually stopped.

The Great Wilderness has returned to its original state.

However, the once barren and desolate Stone Village, within a radius of a hundred miles, has suddenly sprouted a faint green hue after being nourished by the precious blood of the beast tide and soaked in fertilizer turned from the remains of the Rain Clan army after its annihilation.

Several old trees that were originally so withered that they were just bare stumps have now sprouted new buds.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the air has also increased significantly compared to before.

For the villagers of Shicun, this was an incredible stroke of luck.

But for Gu Changqing...

Far from enough.

The difference is too great.

At this moment, Gu Changqing was sitting alone at the stone table behind the village, where he usually sat.

Before me lay a pot of spiritual tea brought from the primordial world. The tea soup was crystal clear and exuded a delicate fragrance that was almost imperceptible.

He closed his eyes and was circulating the "Tai Chi Golden Elixir Dao".

This is the fundamental Daoist teaching passed down to him by Lao Tzu.

The key is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refine it and return it to its origin, and finally condense a golden elixir containing the Dao of Yin and Yang in the dantian.

When cultivating on the ancient Kunlun Mountain, the innate spiritual energy was so dense that it was almost tangible. Every breath was like swallowing an elixir, and the speed of cultivation was terrifying.

But here.

The eight lower realms of the Perfect World.

Gu Changqing felt as if he had plunged his head into a stagnant pool of muddy water when he tried to absorb spiritual energy through his cultivation technique.

It was both turbid and thin.

Those spiritual particles floating in the air are not only pitifully few in number, but also contain a large number of complex and inefficient fragments of the laws of the perfect world.

These fragments are the foundation of cultivation for local cultivators.

But for Gu Changqing, who cultivates the orthodox path of the primordial world, these things are impurities, like sand and gravel.

His ethereal energy was utterly disdainful of refining such low-dimensional products.

Each time you practice Qigong to draw Qi into your body, you have to spend a lot of time removing impurities before you can barely extract a tiny bit of usable spiritual energy.

The efficiency is outrageously low.

Gu Changqing frowned slightly.

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

The moment that breath was exhaled from his lips, the wisp of Taiqing Dao essence it carried did not obediently merge into the world.

"laugh--"

The foul air was like a red-hot iron knife slicing through the ghee.

The void in front of him was directly blasted open by that breath, creating an absolute vacuum zone a hundred feet long!

There wasn't even a speck of dust in that passage.

The spiritual energy of the Perfect World, like a school of startled fish, fled wildly three feet away from his body, not even daring to approach.

It wasn't Gu Changqing who was rejecting them.

Rather, there is a natural hierarchical dominance between the two sets of rules.

The laws of lower dimensions instinctively retreat in the face of the laws of higher dimensions.

"Ugh."

Gu Changqing opened his eyes and put down the ceramic cup in his hand.

He casually patted a speck of dust off his sleeve, his face showing a hint of helpless disdain.

"I will go and find some flowers and plants to decorate the place."

That's a very understated statement.

But none of the people present who could hear it felt at ease.

The old village chief, Shi Yunfeng, happened to be carrying a bowl of freshly brewed meat soup, intending to deliver it to the Daoist.

He froze upon hearing Gu Changqing's words.

The bowl almost slipped from my hands.

Does the Daoist Master dislike the environment here?

A deep-seated fear and self-reproach instantly surfaced on the old village chief's face.

He didn't even have time to put down his bowl before kneeling heavily in front of Gu Changqing.

His forehead was pressed tightly against the soil, and his finger bones had turned a pale white from gripping the cane too tightly.

"It is my foolishness that this old man is so foolish... This filthy place has wronged the Daoist Master..."

Shi Yunfeng's voice was trembling.

He was genuinely terrified.

In his view, it was already a stroke of good fortune that the supreme Daoist master, who could annihilate gods with a single finger, would deign to live in a remote and impoverished place like Stone Village.

Now that even breathing is difficult for Daoist Master, wouldn't he be able to abandon Stone Village at any moment?

The protection of Stone Village, the good fortune of Shi Hao, everything will vanish into nothingness!

"stand up."

Gu Changqing didn't turn his head. His tone wasn't exactly cold, but it was definitely not warm either.

"Now that I've settled here, I have my own plans. Take the soup to that kid and tell him not to slack off and to continue tempering his body."

Shi Yunfeng kowtowed repeatedly, then shakily got up and retreated.

Gu Changqing stretched his limbs and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

The air in front of him began to undergo some incredible change.

There were no violent energy fluctuations.

There was no piercing sound of tearing through the void.

Within three zhang of Gu Changqing, the spatial laws of the lower realm of the Perfect World resembled a group of humble servants.

They were not torn apart by violence.

Instead, they automatically and meekly retreated to both sides.

He kowtowed voluntarily.

Give way voluntarily.

A smooth path was respectfully opened for this being from a higher dimension.

The ancient and rustic bronze double-passage door silently emerged from the retreating space.

The door opened slightly, and the dense, primordial spiritual energy from the other side poured in like a flood bursting its banks.

Even the slightest ripple of spiritual energy caused the vegetation within several miles of Stone Village to grow wildly.

Deep within the lightning-struck wood.

The remnant soul of the Willow Goddess was aware of this scene throughout.

She did not see the space being torn open.

What she saw was that the spatial laws of the perfect world were giving way on their own initiative.

Like a lowly maidservant who, upon hearing her master's footsteps, hastily knelt on either side of the road, not daring to even raise her head.

Large, dry flakes of bark fell from the charred tree bark.

That was Liu Shen's body's instinctive reaction when it couldn't withstand this cognitive shock.

She has lived too long.

I have witnessed the Immortal King shattering stars, and the Imperial Clan sweeping across eternity.

But she had never seen any being that could make the laws of heaven and earth itself bow down to it so...

This goes beyond her entire definition of "strong".

Gu Changqing stepped through the gate, his figure disappearing into the primordial spiritual light of the wilderness.

Stone Village fell silent again.

Only a ripple from the bronze door remained, lingering in the air for a long time.

……

The Primordial World.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The moment Gu Changqing stepped out of the double-door, he took a deep breath.

The difference in air quality between the two worlds is vividly demonstrated in this single breath.

The spiritual energy of the perfect lower realm is like thin porridge mixed with sand.

The spiritual energy at the foot of the ancient Kunlun Mountains is like pure, transparent nectar. The moment it enters the body, every pore on the body greedily shouts out, as if a long-awaited rain has come after a drought.

"Comfortable."

Gu Changqing let out a long breath, and his condition visibly improved.

The Taiji Golden Elixir Dao operates automatically, frantically absorbing the rich innate spiritual energy around it.

His purpose for this trip was very clear.

The basic environment of Stone Village is too poor. Without the support of spiritual energy, Shi Hao and the other children can only cultivate at a snail's pace.

He needs to bring back some "infrastructure materials" from the wilderness that can fundamentally change the environment.

In the primordial world, what is the most capable of altering the spiritual energy of a region?

Spiritual root.

A spiritual root with the ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, even if it is just a broken branch or withered leaf, can have a transformative effect when planted in the perfect lower realm.

But spiritual roots weren't exactly commonplace in the primordial world.

Gu Changqing's current cultivation level is not high enough to go to those dangerous secret realms to mine, and he does not want to alarm his master for a piece of spiritual root.

Lao Tzu has already given us more than enough.

A disciple who is always asking for favors will eventually annoy his master.

Therefore, he planned to use another method—exchange.

Fortunately, he still carried the precious bones of a pure-blooded ferocious beast that he had harvested from the beast tide in Perfect World.

This thing is an unparalleled treasure in the perfect Nether.

In the primordial era?

The spiritual energy content is so low that it can be ignored.

However, the patterns of heaven and earth thunder and fire laws that were forcibly carved into the bones by violent means actually have a rough and barbaric reference value for cultivators in the prehistoric world who have reached a certain bottleneck in their cultivation of the Great Dao and need the stimulation of otherworldly inspiration.

Exchange the precious bones of the Perfect World for the spiritual roots of the Primordial World.

The most invincible aspect of the double-door system lies in its ability to exploit information asymmetry.

Gu Changqing straightened his robes and walked slowly along the ancient path at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.