plumnovel Chapter 65 Destiny Leads East
Chapter 65 Destiny Leads East
On this day, a gentle breeze blew through Qinghei Mountain, and layers of spiritual mist swirled around the mountain.
Xuan Yao sat upright on the white jade platform.
Below, Qingya, Yuanguo, Lingxiao, and the elders of the White Fox Clan all held their breath and listened quietly.
What he is talking about today is the principle of the reversal of Yin and Yang.
As the speaker became more animated, faint Taoist chants echoed in the void, attracting many newly awakened beasts on the mountainside to lie down among the grass and trees, craning their necks and listening to this rare and profound Taoist wisdom in a daze.
Just as everyone was listening with rapt attention, Xuan Yao's voice suddenly stopped.
He frowned almost imperceptibly, placed his right hand on his knee, and the light in the depths of his eyes suddenly hardened.
Just a moment ago, a strange tremor suddenly arose deep within his long-dormant mind.
That feeling is indescribable and inexplicable.
It was as if an invisible thread of cause and effect, spanning billions of miles, was urgently calling out to his true spirit from somewhere in the far east of the primordial world.
"Destinies attract each other, and fortunes intertwine."
Xuan Yao pondered to himself.
He cultivates the way of virtue and warding off evil, and has just pushed the guardian deity to the realm of yin and yang, water and fire, so he is most sensitive to such mysterious cause and effect.
"It seems to be an opportunity that is related to the foundation of my Great Dao."
Xuan Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already made a judgment in his mind.
Having made up his mind, he waved his long sleeves, and the Heavenly Flower Dao Sound instantly disappeared.
The crowd below, who were scratching their heads in disbelief, were all taken aback when the magistrate suddenly fell silent.
Xuan Yao didn't offer any further explanation, but instead focused his gaze on Ling Xiao and the old dragon coiled in the outer pool, and calmly gave the order:
"Lingxiao, Old Jiao, you two should restrain your energy and accompany me on a long journey."
"Qingya, Yuanguo, and the White Fox Clan each have their own duties and are not allowed to leave without permission."
Everyone's expressions turned solemn, and they all bowed in unison:
"I will obey Your Excellency's decree!"
Lingxiao spread his wings and transformed into a streak of dark blue wind and thunder, landing steadily on the side of the platform.
At the bottom of the Wind and Thunder Pool, the old Xuan Shui dragon, though unwilling, was restrained by the True Spirit Restriction. It could only let out a low roar and transform into a small, dark golden dragon about ten feet long. It darted out with the current and coiled around Xuan Yao's left arm.
Xuan Yao took a step forward, and his figure landed on Ling Xiao's broad and thick back.
A bird's cry, sharp enough to pierce gold and split rocks, resounded through the sky.
The wind and thunder patterns flashed across the sky and disappeared in an instant.
The master and two servants instantly transformed into a wisp of dark blue-green breeze, heading straight for the eastern part of the primordial wilderness.
Xuan Yao was not in a hurry to travel along the way.
He sat upright on Lingxiao's back, his divine sense spreading downwards like mercury spilling onto the ground.
At the same time, he secretly activated the "Golden Palace Mysterious Demon True Explanation" to sense the flow of earth veins and the fluctuations of qi within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
The ancient East is not as refined and ancient as the Western Kunlun Mountains.
The terrain here is more undulating, with clouds and marshes intertwined with wilderness, nurturing countless creatures born of nature.
Since there is no major or orthodox sect to establish rules here, one can often see some scattered spiritual roots and divine materials in the mountains and fields.
Xuan Yao adheres to a prudent approach of taking what is needed without compromising the foundation.
Whenever he encountered innate iron essence that was about to mature, or some common spiritual herbs and immortal plants, he would gently flick his sleeve and use his magic power to absorb them into his sleeve.
When collecting these spiritual items, Xuan Yao would deliberately leave behind a wisp of pure and auspicious energy to nourish their roots and veins, ensuring that the spiritual energy of the place would not be extinguished.
In this way, it can not only enrich the future reserves of Qingheishan for refining weapons and medicines, but also accumulate some blessings of conforming to the heavens and earth.
However, as the group ventured deeper into the east, the atmosphere between heaven and earth gradually became noisy and violent.
The main base of Zifuzhou in the East China Sea is located in the East Pole Sea area.
Now that the Eastern King has been appointed as the head of the male immortals, the power of the Immortal Court has expanded rapidly, and the eastern part of the prehistoric world has naturally become a place where cultivators of the Purple Mansion Continent roam freely.
Sitting on Lingxiao's back, Xuanyao had seen groups of scattered immortals from Zifu Continent riding their escape lights and rampaging through the wilderness more than once.
They either forcibly occupy naturally formed sacred mountains and caves, or loudly rebuke and drive away those mountain spirits who have never entered the Dao.
Its arrogance and domineering attitude surpassed even that of the ancient Han dynasty and its various tribes.
On this day, Lingxiao carried Xuanyao across a vast red plain.
Suddenly, a series of mournful howls echoed from the direction of what was once a quiet valley ahead.
"Um?"
Xuan Yao's mind stirred slightly.
Lingxiao immediately descended from the clouds, using the mountain mist as cover, and silently landed on a solitary peak.
Xuan Yao looked as far as the eye could see.
In the valley below, there was once a lush natural forest of thunder-patterned bamboo.
This bamboo is an excellent material for refining weapons.
Within the bamboo forest, a small, ancient, and remnant clan also resides.
They were a group of wild creatures who had not yet completely shed their beastly forms and were simple-minded, who had relied on the faint spiritual energy emanating from the bamboo forest for generations to cultivate themselves.
However, this tranquil place has now been turned into chaos.
Several immortals clad in the robes of the Purple Mansion Continent stood in mid-air.
The leader was an old Taoist priest in purple robes who was in the late stage of the Xuanxian realm.
The old Taoist priest had a sinister expression as he directed his disciples to unleash their magical flying swords, uprooting and wantonly destroying the thunder-patterned bamboo that had grown for countless years.
When the creatures of the desolate race saw that their ancestral homeland had been destroyed, they tried to stop them, but were severely beaten by the disciples of Zifu Continent with magic whips that carried wind and thunder.
In an instant, cries and screams filled the valley.
More than a hundred innocent people, whose karma was pure and who had not been involved in any major karmic consequences, were beaten until their skin was torn open and their blood stained the valley red.
"Great Immortal, have mercy!"
"This place is the foundation of our people's existence; we beg the Great Immortal to spare a chance of survival!"
An elderly man from the Wilderness tribe knelt in the mud and water, kowtowing repeatedly.
The old Taoist in purple robes merely sneered disdainfully, and with a flick of his sleeve, a bolt of lightning sent the old man flying, coughing up blood.
"snort!"
"The Emperor has received the decree of the Dao Ancestor and is in charge of all the immortals in the primordial world. Such spiritual materials and divine objects should naturally be allocated to my Purple Mansion Immortal Court."
"You uncivilized mountain spirits, how dare you lay your hands on this place?"
"Get out of this valley at once, or don't blame me for being ruthless and turning you all into my slaves!"
On the solitary peak, Xuan Yao coldly watched this scene.
He circulated the pure energy of virtue within his body, opened his Dharma Eyes, and shone them upon the few immortals from Zifu Continent.
Upon seeing this, a cold glint appeared on his lips.
Above the heads of these cultivators, black and red resentment tangled together.
That was the heavy karma accumulated from killing countless innocent lives.
"Even if Heaven's sins are committed, they can be averted."
"Those who reap what they sow will not live."
Xuan Yao was originally a hermit who didn't like to meddle in other people's business.
However, on the Dharma-enactment Platform of Xikunlun, his karmic connection with Zifuzhou had already been established, and there was no turning back between them.
Moreover, these villains are committing such heinous acts before his very eyes. If he turns a blind eye, it would be contrary to his Taoist principles of warding off evil and bringing blessings.
He glanced down at the small, dark gold dragon on his left arm and casually gave the order:
"Old dragon, go."
The dark golden dragon coiled on Xuan Yao's left arm let out an excited low roar.
It had been tempered by Xuan Yao with the Southern Bright Fire until its bones were weak, and today it finally got a chance to go out for fresh air.
The old dragon suddenly stretched out its body, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon, carrying overwhelming Xuan Yin wind and thunder energy, and crashed down from the mountaintop.
"Who dares to act so arrogantly before the gates of Zifuzhou!"
The old Taoist priest in purple robes reacted quickly, instantly sensing the terrifying aura of a Golden Immortal, and his expression changed drastically in shock.
However, before he could even unleash his defensive magic weapon, a white-gold sword light, like lightning traversing the void, silently spread out around them.
The tip of the Flying Golden Sword emitted a majestic and upright sharpness, instantly cutting off all the escape routes of these immortals.
Immediately afterwards, the projections of thirty-six black and gold Zhou Tian Sha Banners flashed across the void.
The Heavenly Gang Fiend Formation activated with a roar, instantly locking down the air mechanism within a vast expanse, cutting off their possibility of seeking help from the Purple Mansion Continent.
"He's a powerful Golden Immortal!"
"Run! Run now!"
The old Taoist priest in purple robes was utterly horrified.
He never imagined that in this powerful eastern region of Zifu Continent, there would be a Golden Immortal who dared to attack them.
But since Xuan Yao had already taken action, he had no intention of leaving any hidden dangers.
The old dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a large burst of Xuan Yin Thunderfire, instantly turning two True Immortal realm disciples from Zifu Continent into ashes.
The old Taoist priest in the late stage of the Xuanxian realm desperately tried to escape by burning his blood, but Xuan Yao, who was hiding in the shadows, gently brushed away his protective immortal light, causing it to instantly dissipate.
The platinum longsword swept across his neck, cleanly and decisively severing his true spirit along with his Niwan Palace.
In just a few breaths, all the arrogant and domineering immortals of Zifu Continent were killed and turned into the purest spiritual energy in the world.
Xuan Yao never revealed his true form from beginning to end.
With a mere flick of his sleeve, he used the "Sleeve Universe" technique to sweep the scattered magical treasures, spiritual materials, and identity jade tokens into his sleeve.
Then, he looked down at the surviving, still trembling creatures of the desolate race, and left with a gentle voice:
"The actions of Zifuzhou are immoral; this is no longer a place to stay."
"Take these remaining roots of the Thunder-Patterned Bamboo and hurry west to seek refuge in the outer mountains of Xikunlun."
"If you encounter any mountain-patrolling fairies from Xikunlun along the way, just say that Xuan Yao from Qinghei Mountain has asked you to enter the realm."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lingxiao flapped his wings, and the dark blue wind and thunder once again tore through the void, carrying Xuanyao away.
"To see the whole leopard through a tube is to be able to see only a part of it."
"The current fortune of Zifu Continent seems to be booming, but in reality, it has long been riddled with holes by the boundless resentment and karmic obstacles."
For the disciples of the Eastern King to act in this way is tantamount to accumulating resentment on behalf of Heaven.
The resentment accumulated like a snowball.
Just one opportune moment is needed for the Heavenly Dao to unleash a devastating backlash, turning the Purple Palace Immortal Court, which is said to gather ten thousand immortals, into ashes in an instant.
"The will to avoid calamity could not be shaken even for a moment."
"This Purple Mansion Continent is doomed sooner or later."
Xuan Yao sat on Ling Xiao's back, shook his head, cast aside his distracting thoughts, and closed his eyes again.