Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The dark cracks in the void slowly reflected into Zhang Jing's dull eyes.

He swallowed nervously.

This is just a fake version of the innate Yuanchu Immortal Light. Its power is a bit too exaggerated.

You must know that this is a hole created by the teacher——

etc!

Until now.

Only then did Zhang Jing realize what he was doing.

A sly smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His mind moved.

The gray fake version of the Xiantian Yuanchu Immortal Light suddenly dispersed into thirty-six thoughts, and at the same time, the trace of earth, fire, geomantic omen that prevented the void from healing began to fade away.

Deep in the cave.

In the bronze palace that suppresses a void.

The two figures sitting facing each other looked at each other in unison at this moment, their eyes full of disbelief.

That is--

The innate Yuanchu Immortal Light that has not yet been integrated with Taishi's Taoism. No, no, that thing is not the innate Yuanchu Immortal Light at all. There has never been such a thing. It's just that the little guy used thirty-six kinds of Tao. The 'immortal light' created by kneading it with your will.

His understanding and control of Taoism have reached such an extent!

The bird-faced Taoshen's words were somewhat incoherent.

It's not a magical power, it's better than a magical power. This power is definitely stronger than ordinary magical powers. If an ordinary Jindan realm is swept away by this fairy light, I'm afraid they will die directly.

The bird's face is opposite the Tao's body.

The Vine Taoist body was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly began to laugh heartily.

Okay, okay! Hahaha, at the moment, it seems that little guy Zhang Jing's talent in the Taishi Original World is probably even better than that of Yuan Chen Daojun. When he comes back from Jiaoyun Secret Realm, the master It’s almost time to return, and the apprenticeship ceremony will be officially held at that time. What do you think, Brother Taoist?

Great kindness!

Bird-faced Tao Shen said in agreement.

Soon he seemed to realize something and smiled:

Tsk, I have to remind the little guy to go to the Taichu Dharma Secret Realm. This Dharma should be compiled into a book. There must be bleeding in the Daozang Secret Realm. And every disciple who practices this Dharma in the future must contribute a piece of Qi. Ship it to him.

Unexpectedly.

The words just fell.

After hearing this, Vine Taoist asked in a strange tone:

The prerequisite for his practice is to master the Thirty-Six Perfect Taoist Intentions. Dao Brother, do you think how many disciples of the Taiyi Taoist Sect who are building the foundation and even the Golden Core Realm can do it?

this

The smile on the bird-faced Taoshen's face suddenly froze

Time passes slowly.

In the ancient palace in the center of the fairy island.

Zhang Jing, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a trace of heart palpitations in his eyes.

Do not know why.

Today he has been feeling a little uneasy, as if something is about to be lost.

This feeling comes from deep in the blood.

Something seemed to come to mind.

A complicated expression suddenly appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

His eyes were lowered, and his gaze seemed to be looking through the layers of void and heaven, through layers of layers of wind, thunder and fire, to the lower realm of Juntian.

Look at Nanli!

That's right, thirty years have passed without realizing it. In the entire Xuanhuang Realm, except for some special secret realms, the flow rate of time is the same in other places. In other words - is it dad or mom?

Zhang Jingbujue sighed.

Reach out.

A small mutton-fat white jade bottle suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, containing twenty-seven drops of longevity spirit liquid.

I hope it can be useful to them.

Zhang Jing thought hopefully.

Not long after.

Thirty-eight, the master is going out for a trip, so I will leave the Fairy Island to you to take care of.

The loud sound suddenly reached the ears of Lu Thirty-Eight, who was not far away.

Don't wait for the other party to respond.

The Chaos Dao Seal slowly emerged between Zhang Jing's brows, and he instantly communicated with the vast and great Immortal World of Flowing Light.

There was a flash before his eyes.

In sight was the familiar room.

Follow Zhang Jing's thoughts.

A line of small characters appeared slowly and suddenly.

[Zhang Jing (named disciple of Chiming Taihaodongtian): 6.74 million luck]

Fortunately, during the thirty years of seclusion, I didn't buy anything else except the Taoism I wanted to understand. Otherwise, I might not even have enough luck to project the lower world this time.

Zhang Jing thought happily.

Then, his mind once again connected with the Flowing Light Immortal Realm.

Teleport to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect!

Nether.

Juntian Territory, Nanli Country.

About two hundred miles away from Longhu Taoist Temple, there is a majestic city that stretches for eighty miles, called Xingluo City.

Almost all the powerful and prominent families in Nanli gathered in the city.

From the royal family, to the family members of the prefectural government, and even to the major immortal cultivating families, they all have house properties in Xingluo City.

The luxurious courtyard of a wealthy family is decorated with green bricks and black tiles, the sun shines on it, and it is endlessly prosperous.

Early morning hours.

It should be the busiest time.

However, Xingluo City today was uncharacteristically quiet.

A solemn atmosphere spread quietly.

distance.

Rays of rainbow light and escaping light came across the sky, and then hurriedly fell into a mansion covering an area of ​​100 acres in the center of Xingluo City.

An inn in the city.

A man in a white robe stared blankly at the rainbow lights outside through the window. He didn't even know he had spilled the tea in his hand.

Opposite him.

A brave-looking woman in a red dress said in surprise:

Senior brother, those streamers are so beautiful.

As soon as these words came out.

The man suddenly came to his senses, covered the woman's mouth, and said with a panicked expression:

Junior sister, those are all immortals, so don't talk nonsense. If you meet any of the immortals who are in a bad mood, it will be the end of you and me.

The woman in the red dress struggled to break away from the man's hand, pouted, and said angrily:

Senior brother, you lied to me again. Could it be that in such a short period of time, more than three hundred immortals entered that mansion? Even if you said that these lights are magic.

Hear the words.

A trace of doubt flashed through the man's heart.

However, those rainbow lights are immortals but cannot be faked!

Did something big happen to Xingluo City?

The man couldn't help feeling uneasy, so he softly called the waiter and asked:

Little brother, please ask, this -

He pointed to the rainbow light outside that was still streaking across the sky.

Shh!

The waiter immediately made a silent gesture, and then explained in a low voice:

The two guests must have just arrived in Xingluo City today. The Zhang family's mistress is about to pass away in the city, and the immortals came here for this reason. It was much better since they came yesterday.

I dare to ask my second brother, is the Zhang family's mistress also an immortal? How come she lives in our mortal city?

The man suddenly asked curiously.

Mrs. Zhang is either an immortal, or a mortal like us. I even talked to her, alas! What a pity!

The waiter shook his head sadly.

Either so many immortals come here, just for a mortal——

The woman in the red dress said in disbelief.

But before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the waiter:

Two guests, be careful. It is rumored that the eldest son of the Zhang family is a true immortal and currently lives in the immortal world. Isn't it normal for these immortal elders to come to express their condolences or help?

True immortal! Immortal world!

The man and woman at the table couldn't help but widen their eyes.

And at this moment.

The usually quiet Zhang Mansion became even quieter today.

There was a faint sound of sobbing.

yard.

Dozens of inner court disciples stood quietly, led by Liu Lizhi from the Heritage Pavilion and Yang Bai from the Qianfa Pavilion. Their spiritual consciousness fluctuated continuously.

And in this.

Ji Bochang's figure suddenly appeared in the queue.

At this moment, the other party was wearing a purple robe, standing among the disciples in the inner courtyard, looking inconspicuous at all.

At the front of the crowd.

Senior Brother Yang, has the hospital master seen it? What did he say?

Liu Lizhi looked at Yang Bai who had just come out of the room and asked with concern.

Yang Bai shook his head when he heard this and remained silent.

See this.

Liu Lizhi couldn't help but sigh, and then he seemed to have thought of something and asked again:

Oh~, is the old man okay?

In fact, if we calculate it according to age.

Almost all of them are older than Mr. Zhang.

However, in terms of address, they still habitually called Zhang's father old man.

On the one hand, he took into consideration the feelings of Junior Brother Zhang Fan and Junior Sister Zhang Nianjing.

After all, we are all members of the inner court, so it would be somewhat inappropriate to call someone's father Xiao Zhang.

And the opposite is true.

I understand everything.

It's okay, old man. Junior Brother Zhang Fan is with you. Yang Bai replied.

That's good!

Inner hall.

In a lightly decorated room.

Zhang's mother was lying motionless on the bed, with silver hair, deep wrinkles and a haggard appearance. The breath on his body is like a candle in the wind, and he doesn't know when it will be extinguished.

And outside the door.

The director of the hospital helped the young woman who was kneeling in front of him with a helpless expression, and couldn't help but sigh:

Nianjing, it's not that I don't want to take action as a teacher, it's that my siblings' lifespan has come to an end and I can't do anything to save them. This is destiny and it's hard to go against it.

Master, is there really nothing you can do? Nianjing can't bear to leave his mother.

Hear the words.

Zhang Nianjing raised his head to look at the master of the hospital, and suddenly revealed a delicate face with eyebrows and eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Zhang Jing's. It was not exactly beautiful, but it had a temperament that was as quiet as an orchid in an empty valley.

opposite.

A complex look flashed in the eyes of the hospital master.

Every time I see my good disciple.

He can't help but think of Zhang Jing, his brother.

That kind of terrifying immortal talent, even after decades, he still can't forget it.

Although my disciple Nian Jing's talent is also very high, compared with his brother, it is like a firefly compared to a bright moon.

Even the director of the hospital had doubted it more than once.

Could Zhang Jing be the reincarnation of some immortal god? Otherwise, his talent is really hard to explain.

Master~

Zhang Nianjing, whose eyes were red, shook the dean's arm vigorously.

Come to your senses.

The dean thought for a moment, and then said hesitantly:

Maybe your brother has a way, but -

Brother?

Zhang Nianjing unconsciously muttered a familiar yet unfamiliar name over and over again in his heart.

She had no impression of that brother.

Although her mother had always said before that brother Zhang Jing loved hugging her as a child, she had no memory of him at all.

It must have been that time when I and my brother were still young.

Zhang Nianjing thought.

She knew that her name, and even Zhang Fan's name, were related to the person called elder brother.

Think of this.

Zhang Nianjing couldn't help but clasping his hands together and praying sincerely:

Brother, you are an immortal in the sky. You should be able to feel Nian Jing's prayers. My mother is about to die. Can you save her? Nian Jing can't bear to leave her.

And you know, when mother was still conscious, what she kept calling was your name. Although mother called Jing'er, Nian Jing knew that she was not calling Nian Jing.

Maybe prayer helped.

The sky outside suddenly darkened.

next moment.

A figure wrapped in rich divine light suddenly appeared not far in front of Zhang Nianjing, and then the divine light slowly dissipated, revealing Zhang Jing's figure.

See this scene.

The hospital master standing aside immediately rubbed his eyes in disbelief, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong.

After some final confirmation.

Zhang Jing?

he shouted excitedly.

Master, long time no see. Zhang Jing nodded and responded with a smile.

you--

The director of the courtyard hurriedly walked to Zhang Jing, pointing to the sky for a while, then to the ground, and then looked in the direction of Zhang's mother. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Master, this body of mine is just a projection, and my true body cannot come out yet.

Zhang Jing, who knew what the other party wanted to ask, explained.

And at this moment.

Zhang Nianjing stared blankly at the figure not far in front of him, his consciousness blank.

The title of teacher just said it all.

This friendly man who suddenly appeared was the brother Zhang Jing whom he had heard about since childhood.

In an instant.

Zhang Nianjing felt that he had a real supporter in his heart, and tears began to flow down uncontrollably.

Brother, can you save my mother?

Zhang Jingxun shouted.

Just one glance.

He then recognized the crying woman in front of him as the little girl who liked to curl up in his arms and stare at the stars and sunset with her big dark eyes.

A gentle smile appeared in the corner of his eyes unconsciously.

Nianjing has grown into a big girl. I remember that the last time I saw you, you were just a little bit taller.

Zhang Jing gestured with his hands and said.

Brother!

Hearing this, Zhang Nianjing couldn't help crying out of shame and anger, stamping his feet and shouting coquettishly.

Don't know why.

Obviously for myself, it is still

Not long after.

Mother's bedside.

Zhang Jing stretched out his left hand, and a stream of immortal light suddenly lit up, eventually condensing into an exquisite mutton-fat white jade bottle.

He took a deep breath.

The cap of the mutton-fat white jade bottle disappeared silently, and a drop of life-reviving spiritual liquid that looked like a pearl and shone with green fairy light slowly flew out of the bottle.

then.

Under Zhang Jing's control, this drop of longevity-reviving spirit liquid slowly blended into the center of Zhang's mother's eyebrows.

In an instant.

A turquoise fairy light directly enveloped it.

The longevity-reviving spirit liquid is actually effective even on people from the lower realms whose Dao rules are incomplete!

Zhang Jing said excitedly.

He was completely relieved now.

As a result, a few more drops of longevity spirit liquid flew from the mutton-fat white jade bottle and blended directly into Mother Zhang's body.

The azure fairy light suddenly became countless times brighter.

And at this moment.

behind him.

The master of the hospital, as well as the pavilion masters, the pale-haired Zhang's father, Zhang Nianjing, Zhang Fan and his group were standing quietly, not even daring to breathe as they watched Zhang Jing do what he did.

However.

As the azure fairy light shrouding Mother Zhang dissipated little by little.

A look of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces.