Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 213

Silence reigned on the battlefield.

Black soil inexplicably gathered around them, burying all the original remains.

Bats appeared out of nowhere, hanging upside down from the trees by the roadside...

The Xuanwu Sect Daoji, holding the Xuan Gui, carefully collected the accumulated corpse energy and respectfully knelt beside Fang Qing.

Upon seeing this, Fang Wujiu's eyelids twitched.

This……

He had a thousand words in his heart, but he suppressed them all, not daring to think of even a single word more.

"This humble girl pays her respects to the Dharma King!"

Beside her, Yue Mingxue had already knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Hehe... I am Vajra Power Child, a disciple of the White Bone Dharma King."

With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Qing turned the shattered fragments of internal organs on the ground back into clumps of black soil, which were then swallowed back by the monk Fayuan.

Monk Fayuan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly woke up. Upon seeing Fang Qing, he immediately prostrated himself in worship: "Praise be to your indestructible Vajra body, which breaks through the barriers of the three realms, and the boundless power of your great Dharma..."

"It's always easier to hear things from your own people..."

Fang Qing chuckled, glancing at the other Qi-accepting cultivators who were trembling and sweating profusely: "Fine... I have no use for you. You should all focus on your cultivation. Only after you've established your Dao Foundation will you have any affinity with my Wusheng Temple... Let's go!"

He took a few steps forward, and the Xuanwu Sect Daoji immediately followed closely behind, step by step, as if he were a servant.

A flash of light appeared on the horizon, and the two figures had vanished.

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, Yue Mingxue finally let out a long breath: "This... is the Purple Mansion? That person... the Dao Foundation of the Xuanwu Sect..."

"Are you crazy? Don't speak, don't listen, don't think..."

Fang Wujiu, his voice sharp and stern, glared fiercely at his sister-in-law, then looked at the several mounds of earth that had formed, his heart filled with lingering fear. The monk Fayuan, having lost all emotion, could only repeatedly kowtow and chant the Diamond Sutra…

This Purple Mansion is no longer human...

"As expected... blasting fishponds is still the most satisfying!"

"I should have come here to fry fish, instead of playing hide-and-seek with the Nascent Soul stage monster..."

Inside the White Bone Path military camp.

Fang Qing broke through the void and descended, followed by three Dao Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Xuanwu Sect.

With his abilities, he could have easily captured all the Fated Ones, but considering he had to save face for Moyun Cliff, he didn't. "There are several other key locations that have become mass graves... the aura of accumulated corpses is thick. If combined with witchcraft rituals, perhaps a crack could be opened in the cave?"

He secretly considered: "The grotto-heaven is isolated from the void, which is quite dangerous, and it's impossible to investigate in advance... But I'm different! The Dao-Born Pearl is not afraid of the grotto-heaven's obstruction, so I can completely convert one person first and send them over to see how it goes... If it's another sinkhole like the Annihilation Land, then I won't play along with the people on Moyun Cliff..."

"Three foundational foundations and three chances isn't bad..."

Fang Qing looked at the three Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him.

Daoji was barely considered a person in the Dao of Qi Cultivation, and his status had always been noble.

But in front of him, with the blessing of "the position of a disciple", he didn't need to use words and just the influence of "the power of words" to command them as if they were servants.

"These few people are unlucky, being outcasts of the Xuanwu Sect... but thanks to the blessing of destiny, they have all managed to establish their Dao foundations..."

"It's a pity that under the current circumstances, the Dao Foundation is useless; it's more like the Purple Mansion... But the Purple Mansion takes too long to reach, and it's too late for anything else." Fang Qing sighed silently.

If both sides have a Purple Mansion in their palace, then a master in the Foundation Establishment stage is quite useful.

But in this kind of overwhelming situation, even if a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage were to arrive, Du Zi would simply strike and send them on their way... "Unless you reach the higher levels, it's all despair..."

Fang Qing led the three Dao Foundation Establishments to Sangji's tent.

"You've come at the perfect time..."

Sangji was gathering his followers, gazing at a map: "The location of Baiyaotian... must be here!"

Fang Qing looked at a small hill on the map. The place was nameless, but it could now be named "White Obsidian Mountain".

Calculating the distance, several mass graves perfectly surround this mountain.

"【Ghost Gold】is ethereal. Using witchcraft to connect with the accumulated corpse energy and open the cave... that should be feasible."

Fang Qingdao.

"Good...this grotto-heaven must be destined to be my secret treasure."

Sangji clasped his hands together, looking overjoyed.

In fact, he had already received instructions from Fang Qing: before thoroughly investigating, he should rather forgo this opportunity than rashly enter the cave. As for investigating?

Naturally, Fang Qing personally took charge!

"Jin Gang Lizi...you are in charge of investigating the matter of this cave."

Sangji spoke openly and honestly.

"Follow the law."

Fang Qing smiled and agreed.

The auspicious Green Tara and the demon-subduing Black Tara exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves, "So this Vajrapani is in charge of the most dangerous tasks... No wonder he's not needed for minor matters like military escorts."

Qi Refining Channel.

In the cultivation world of the East Sea, in a cultivation market, inside a rented cave dwelling.

Since deciding to explore the White Yao Cave Heaven, Fang Qing has returned to the Qi Refining Dao World as usual, remaining untouched by any magical practices.

"The grotto-heaven is too dangerous; we'll definitely have to use the old method again: convert those few Xuanwu Sect Dao Foundation cultivators..."

"In the realm of esoteric Buddhism, only gurus and Dharma kings who are slave owners have the right to liberate others... Those who are slaves, such as Dharma heirs or Dharma masters, are incapable of liberating others..."

"But I'm different."

Those three Xuanwu Sect Dao Foundation cultivators had naturally already been converted by Fang Qing.

He certainly wouldn't personally explore such places, and divination and the like are all unreliable; only human lives can be used to test the waters.

"I still have two positions for the Mingzi... they are what Taihuangtian left over from last time..."

"But cultivators of the Xuanwu Sect are also at the Foundation Establishment stage... The position of Mingzi isn't very useful, unless it's... the position of Duzi!"

Fang Qing communicated with the Dao-generating Pearl and secretly sensed it.

He couldn't control this bead, and it couldn't lower the "rank" of his own Mingzi, even though he could only get a little bit of it during divination and dangerous times. But the Daosheng Bead might not be able to do it, but Sangji might!

"The Dharma King also only had five disciples... He offered one of his positions to me in reverse."

"Theoretically speaking, the 'status' of a disciple of the Dalai Lama cannot be transferred unless the disciple dies... But I am not a true disciple of the Dalai Lama, which presents a paradox! Since I can borrow this 'status,' I can naturally give it away as well..."

"After all, my Mingzi is also within the secret system, so it's easy to talk to family members..."

Fang Qing's consciousness communicated with the Dao to generate pearls.

This chaotic-colored bead, neither outside nor in the center, spun rapidly, its pure and impure energies swirling and swirling, creating a magnificent spectacle...

In an instant, Fang Qing let out a long breath, and the feeling that he had been subtly superior to that of ordinary cultivators dissipated, as if he had suddenly "descended" from a three-dimensional world to a two-dimensional one.

Furthermore, it lost the great power to effortlessly pierce through the void and roam freely in the vast emptiness.

"It's truly unbearable... It's one thing to not have experienced it, but once you've enjoyed the benefits of that status, losing that blessing... it can drive you mad." The fervent devotion of Tara, the Bodhisattva of Secret Teachings, to the Dharma King is not without reason...

"However, this is also a test for my Dao heart... If I don't train it properly, how will I overcome the Nascent Soul Heart Demon Tribulation in the future?"

Fang Qing savored the feeling of her own weakness.

In Fuqidao, Wushan County.

A cultivator from the Xuanwu Sect, at the Dao Foundation stage, suddenly opened his eyes, and the [Di Earth] magic power within his body instantly transformed into [Nu Earth].

Although his strength was still slightly weaker after this transformation, as a higher level descended from the darkness, his figure seemed to grow infinitely taller, and the surrounding area was faintly filled with Buddhist chants...

"Just as I thought... This is equivalent to Sanji appointing the fifth Duzi through me..."

The Xuanwu Sect cultivator stood with his hands behind his back, Fang Qing's voice echoing in his mind.

"Uh... giving him an 'initiation' all at once is too much; his mind is not up to the task. I'd better take control of the whole thing myself."

Fang Qing gently raised his hand, and the void shattered in front of him.

He roamed the vast void and in the blink of an eye arrived at a desolate wilderness.

Not far away, a snow-white hill stands silently, which is Baiyao Mountain!

It was nighttime, the stars shone brightly in the sky, and a crescent moon cast a pale, cool glow.

Black bats had gathered all around, hanging upside down from the trees.

Let's begin!

Fang Qing stood with his hands behind his back and calmly gave the order.

Behind him, the two Dao Foundation Establishments of the Xuanwu Sect immediately took out Xuan Gui (a type of magic tablet) and began to set up a mysterious witchcraft ritual.

A moment later, a dark, hoarse incantation rang out:

"The sorcerer stands in the wilderness, under the stars and moon, holding a black jade tablet to perform sacrifices... The sorcerer communicates with Yin and Yang, and reaches between the unseen and the manifest, using the accumulated qi of corpses as a medium to break down the barriers between the stars and the wilderness, so that Yin and Yang can interact, and the unseen and the manifest can communicate..."

"Um?"

Fang Qing sensed with his divine sense that as the witchcraft was performed, a star in the sky suddenly shone brightly.

Then, a colossal creature seemed to roll in the void, its scales and claws faintly visible.

"A strange, boundless void has appeared... briefly connecting with the present world!"

"The grotto-heaven is not yet fully open, but this is the opportunity!"

"It's truly difficult to sneak through if you're not at the Purple Mansion level."

Fang Qing was now in the form of Mingzi, and was truly free from all taboos. He immediately sensed the void, broke through the void, and directly entered the "White Omen Heaven" through that instantaneous connection with the void.

On the desolate wasteland, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators still stood silently, like statues and guardians...

White Day.

Green hills and clear waters, the sun high in the sky.

In a small mountain village not far away, wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys.

Many farmers are carrying hoes and heading into the rice paddies to cultivate the land...

High in the sky, Fang Qing's teleportation device stood silently, its divine sense sweeping across the land and taking in everything about the village.

"This Baiyao Heaven is different from the previous blessed lands and grotto-heavens... it's even inhabited by a large number of mortals!"

He was slightly shocked, but quickly became calm.

The grotto-heaven contains the sun, moon, and stars; so what if mortals live there?

Even in the secret realms of the Qi Refining Path, there are demonic beasts living there!

His divine sense swept over the area, and he quickly learned the language and writing system of this grotto-heaven, which was slightly different from the outside world…

They also found the only discordant element in the village.

It was a small temple with incense offerings.

Above the shrine stands a kind-faced clay sculpture, with a plaque bearing the inscription in gold script: "Qingxi Village Land God Temple!"