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

The ancient road at the foot of Kunlun Mountain winds for thousands of miles, with countless magical herbs and flowers emitting a faint glow growing on the cliffs on both sides.

A crystal-clear stream cascades down from the mountaintop, and several golden-scaled fish can be vaguely seen swimming leisurely in the water.

In the eyes of the powerful beings of the primordial era, this was nothing more than an ordinary mountain scene.

But if this were placed in the lower realm of the Perfect World, the spirit fish in this stream alone would be enough to make those ancient kingdom ancestors fight to the death.

Gu Changqing walked along the ancient road for about half an hour.

A hearty, unrestrained laugh suddenly rang out from deep within the pine forest ahead.

"Hahaha! Fine wine! Fine wine! This thousand-year-old spirit wine truly lives up to its reputation!"

The strong aroma of wine wafted in the wind.

In a clearing in the pine forest, a burly man with a face as red as a date and dressed in a black Taoist robe sat cross-legged on a blue stone.

There were seven or eight large wine jars in front of him.

The concentration of spiritual energy emanating from those wine jars was so high that if you took any one of them to the Perfect World, it would cause the ancient kingdoms' sacrificial spirits to fight tooth and nail over it.

Gu Changqing recognized the man's identity at a glance.

Zhao Gongming.

A direct disciple of the Jie Sect, and the future Golden Dragon Ruyi Zhengyi Longhu Xuantan Zhenjun.

At this time, the Three Pure Ones had not yet separated into their own sects. Although Zhao Gongming often followed Tongtian in his cultivation, he was still nominally a disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

According to seniority, Gu Changqing is the founding disciple of Laozi and the senior disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

Although Zhao Gongming's cultivation was far superior to his, in terms of seniority, he had to be addressed as Senior Brother.

Zhao Gongming also noticed the newcomer.

His tiger-like eyes swept over the area and he immediately recognized Gu Changqing.

These days, the news that Laozi had taken in a mortal disciple with such a mysterious background that even the Dao Ancestor couldn't see through him has already spread throughout Kunlun Mountain.

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh and stood up with a hearty laugh.

"Hey! Isn't this Senior Brother?"

He strode forward, bowed respectfully without any airs, and wore a sincere smile on his face.

"Junior brother Zhao Gongming greets senior brother!"

"I heard some time ago that my Grandmaster Uncle had taken on an extraordinary disciple, and seeing him today, he truly possesses remarkable bearing!"

Gu Changqing returned the greeting with a slight bow, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

"Junior Brother Gongming, you're too kind."

Zhao Gongming was a man of forthright character and did not concern himself with trivial matters.

He grabbed a jar of spirit wine and tried to shove it into Gu Changqing's hand.

"Come, come! Senior Brother rarely comes down the mountain to travel, so let's have a couple of jars of wine!"

Gu Changqing waved his hand and smiled, "There's no need to rush with the wine. I have something I'd like to discuss with you, Junior Brother, since I've come down the mountain."

"Senior Brother, please give your orders!" Zhao Gongming patted his chest, full of heroic spirit.

Gu Changqing didn't beat around the bush.

With a flick of his sleeve, he took out two perfectly preserved pure-blooded beast bones.

It is the pure blood and precious bone of Suanni and Zhuyan!

The moment the two bones were taken out, Zhao Gongming's magnanimous smile froze slightly.

As a powerful cultivator who had reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, he could tell at a glance that the spiritual energy on these bones was of extremely low quality, something that even a third-rate weapon refiner in the prehistoric world wouldn't even look at.

But at the same time.

His tiger-like eyes narrowed sharply.

The patterns on the bones caught his attention.

Zhao Gongming extended his right hand.

A layer of clear and gentle Taiyi immortal energy swirled around his fingers as he slowly touched the surface of the Suanni treasure bone.

At the very moment of touch between fingertips.

Zhao Gongming's expression suddenly changed.

That change was not fear, but rather an uncontrollable and violent tremor deep within the Dao heart of a cultivator when they come into contact with some completely unknown concept of the Great Dao.

He instinctively took half a step back.

The finger was pulled back.

The carefree and easygoing look on his face vanished completely, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

He didn't shout or yell.

He stared intently at the brutal patterns forcibly etched onto the bone with blood and lightning, remaining silent for a full ten breaths.

These patterns...

It is completely different from all known cultivation methods and concepts in the primordial world of immortal cultivation.

The cultivators of the primordial era emphasized following the way of heaven, using the power of heaven and earth to nourish themselves, and uniting their primordial spirit with the Dao.

But the way the laws are inscribed on this bone is completely opposite.

It does not rely on divine secrets.

It directly and ruthlessly plundered the laws of thunder and flame between heaven and earth in the most brutal and unreasonable way, and then carved them into its own flesh and bones, one stroke at a time!

That's not cultivation.

That's self-destructive, brute force that shatters the Dao!

Like a savage beast, it doesn't beg for the mercy of Heaven, but instead pounces on it, tearing off a part of Heaven and swallowing it whole!

How barbaric.

How tyrannical!

But... how direct, how pure!

Zhao Gongming's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He raised his head, and his gaze toward Gu Changqing held an indescribable complexity.

"Senior Brother... these patterns on the bones... they actually forcibly plundered creation's essence and fused it into the flesh, without relying on the secrets of heaven?"

Zhao Gongming's voice was very low, as if he were talking about an extremely secret taboo.

"How barbaric, how violent!"

He took a deep breath, his fingers trembling slightly.

"This idea of ​​shattering the Dao with force, though crude and vulgar... subtly resonates with the extreme views of a certain demon god at the time of creation!"

The "certain demon god" he mentioned refers to those ancient demon gods who, after Pangu separated heaven and earth, refused to submit to the Way of Heaven and forcibly tore apart the laws of the Great Dao to form their own system through violent means.

In the eyes of the orthodox cultivation world of the prehistoric era, that was the most unorthodox path.

But Zhao Gongming was not a pedantic person.

He followed Tongtian in his cultivation, and Tongtian himself was the most unconventional and daring of the Three Pure Ones.

Zhao Gongming had an innate thirst for unorthodox methods, much like a gourmand seeking new delicacies.

"Junior brother is willing to exchange this withered branch of starlight and a small bottle of Three Lights Divine Water for this item to take back to his cave for study!"

Zhao Gongming offered his price almost without hesitation.

He took two items out of his storage pouch at his waist.

A withered, yellowed, and lifeless tree branch, and a small white jade bottle, about the size of a palm, with patterns of the sun, moon, and stars engraved on its body.

A broken branch of the Star Fruit Tree, a spiritual root acquired later.

Although it has withered, a spiritual root is still a spiritual root. As long as there is still a trace of root, it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish and grow after being planted.

The Three Lights Divine Water, the number one healing artifact in the primordial world.

One drop can revive a golden immortal who has lost an arm, and ten drops can bring the dead back to life.

These two items wouldn't really be considered top-tier treasures in the primordial world.

But what if we put it in the lower realm of a perfect world?

That is an unparalleled treasure capable of changing the world!

Once the spiritual root is planted, the spiritual environment within a radius of a hundred miles will undergo tremendous changes in a short period of time.

When the Three Lights Divine Water is dripped into the pool, it can directly create a fairy spring!

Gu Changqing was overjoyed.

But he showed no sign of it on his face, only nodding slightly.

"Junior Brother Gongming is straightforward."

"make a deal."

Zhao Gongming held the two precious bones as if they were priceless treasures, as carefully as if he were holding two newborn children.

His mind was completely absorbed in those extremely brutal law patterns.

He didn't even bother with proper farewell etiquette, simply clasped his hands in a hasty bow, and then rode the escape light, transforming into a shooting star as he flew towards the distant cave.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and shoved all the jars of thousand-year-old spirit wine into Gu Changqing's hands.

"I almost forgot! Senior Brother, please keep this wine! I have hundreds of jars of it in my cave, it's nothing!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already disappeared into the horizon.

Looking at the withered branch of the Star Fruit tree in his hand and the bottle of Three Lights Divine Water, Gu Changqing finally smiled with genuine satisfaction.

He also put the spirit wine that Zhao Gongming had given him into his sleeve.

He then turned around and summoned the double portal again.

It's time to go back.

The barren wasteland of Perfect World awaits his transformation.

That withered spiritual root, which was less than a weed in the primordial wilderness, could be transformed once planted in the perfect soil of the lower realm.

This will trigger a cataclysmic change in the world that even the Willow God could not have imagined.

Gu Changqing stepped through the portal, his figure disappearing into the primordial light.

Behind them, from the direction of Zhao Gongming's cave, came an uncontrollable exclamation.

That was the sound Zhao Gongming made in a fit of rage after his Dao heart was violently impacted when he touched upon the core logic of the "using one's own body as a seed" concept after he had deeply studied the patterns on the precious bone.

But Gu Changqing could no longer hear any of this.

His mind was entirely focused on that withered spiritual root.