Immortal Road.

Chapter 189: Reunion, True Spirit Appearance

Everyone stared blankly at the huge yellow halo in the sky, which was formed by the gathering of countless earth spirits between heaven and earth. As it spun, no matter how violent the wind and rain or how vast the waves were, they were all stagnated and stopped silently.

This method, using the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to mobilize absolute suppression and change local celestial phenomena to ban wind and suppress the sea, can only achieve one answer.

A powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage.

An inconspicuous old man walked out of the magic flying boat. He stepped on the void step by step and slowly came to the side of Yan Yuanchun who was held up in the center of the field. In the latter's incredulous gaze, he gently embraced her in his arms.

"Yuanchun, I'm here."

It seemed as if these words had been held back for who knows how long, suppressing so much yearning in his heart, lurking in every dream, turning and tossing, secretly gazing at and looking back so many times, and accidentally passing by each other countless times. Who could resist the throbbing in his heart!

The willows of Zhangtai, are they still as green as they were in the past?
His hunched old body was trembling, and his skin was as loose as a dead vine or an old tree. The immortal genius who once looked heroic and handsome with a feather fan and a robe in his hand was now old and his eyes were cloudy.

After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.

Yan Yuanchun stretched out her hand in disbelief and touched the weathered old face of the person in front of her. It seemed that there were faint traces of the familiar past between his eyebrows and eyes, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"How did you become like this?"

The old man held Yan Yuanchun in one hand and covered the tender hand on his face with the other, his throat choked with sobs.

"Back then, I was bewildered and left you behind, intent on seeking an opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Although I was lucky enough to break through the bottleneck, it also consumed hundreds of years of my lifespan, and ended up like this."

"I am too embarrassed to see you, so I can only stay by your side and protect you silently."

"In fact, I have been regretting all these years, if I hadn't left at the beginning."

The two of them cried and expressed their feelings to each other, hugging each other and feeling the warmth of reunion after a long separation. For a moment, they seemed to be alone and the only people in the world were each other.

Lin Shan and his gang of demon brothers were speechless, looking at the two people in the center of the aperture, unable to wrap their heads around them. The little girl Luanchun on the side was unexpectedly a love-brained person, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and almost cried.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, watching them reconcile, unable to hide their shock.

Lin Shan stared at the old man in a daze. He was wearing the clothes of old man Zhong, but he had a longer face.
Master Huang's face?!

So where did the original old man Zhong go? How did the dead Huang Xianshi come back to life?
After all, he was the one who buried Master Huang with his own hands, buried him in the deep forests of the Yanyun Mountains, and he also witnessed Master Huang being eaten to death by the flying ants of the green-robed old man. How could he be resurrected? And he was a powerful Yuanying stage?

As for the group of demon brothers behind him, they were all dumbfounded. They had been with Old Man Zhong for more than ten years. They had preached together in the Ezo Sea, crossed the poisonous canyon together, chased down foundation-building monks in puppet chariots together, and participated in the final battle between good and evil together.
So this old man is actually a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage?

The people from the Zixiao Sect of the righteous sect were also very scared. Didn't they say that all the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage of the Demon Sect were blocked in the Volcanic Islands of the East China Sea? Why is there another one here? We beat up his woman like this, so he won't retaliate?
The clever ones like Lei Yuzi Lin Fan had already quietly moved their feet, and when they saw that things were going badly, they were ready to flee.

After all, that old monster in the Nascent Soul stage is in control of the universe and has boundless magical powers. He is simply not something that a group of them in the Golden Core Foundation Building stage can deal with. Why not take advantage of the other person's kindness and sneak away?

But imagination is full and reality is very skinny.

Immortal Master Huang turned his head at the right time, his tone grim and murderous.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Uh"

The people from Zixiao Sect stopped in embarrassment and turned their heads with difficulty. The expressions on their faces changed, and they didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man in the lead still had some brains. He knew that they had just beaten up the Taoist couple and would never let this matter go. There was no point in saying more and they might as well just flee in all directions.

He immediately shouted: "Run apart!"

"Where can you run to?"

Before the righteous monks could react, Immortal Master Huang waved his sleeves, and the golden light circles in the sky suddenly fell down, transforming into earth prisons that trapped all the Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation monks.

However, the five Jindan-stage cultivators had profound magical powers and it was obvious that they could not be restrained by the simple vitality of heaven and earth.

Immortal Master Huang pushed his palm out of thin air, and a yellowish-brown handprint flew out from his palm. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth along the way gathered and attached to it, and in an instant it turned into a huge palm!

"Come back!"

The huge handprint that covered the sky and the sun swept past, and the five Jindan were captured without any resistance. Their struggling appearance was like that of ants on the fingertips of ordinary people, futile, humble and ridiculous.

The demonic monks were all overjoyed, watching the scene in front of them with deep excitement. Not only did Old Man Zhong turn into the Nascent Soul stage to turn the tide, he also suppressed the five golden elixirs with a wave of his hand, which was truly morale-boosting and inspiring.

As for the ill-fated relationship between Old Man Zhong and Protector Yan, they naturally chose to ignore it.

The five Jindan cultivators of Zixiao Sect kept struggling, trying to escape from Master Huang's Five Finger Mountain, but this huge ochre-colored handprint was obviously an extraordinary magical power that they could not break at all. They could only fly around in it like headless flies.

The thousands of righteous monks present all showed despair. They encountered an old monster from the Nascent Soul stage of the evil path. They could neither defeat him nor escape from him. They had no choice but to wait for death.

Lin Shan was also worried about Lin Fan, Lei Yuzi and the others, fearing that Master Huang would kill them at will. After all, they were his best friends and saviors.

But more than ten years had passed, and he didn't know whether Master Huang still recognized their friendship. Moreover, he had treated Old Man Zhong as a laborer and exploited him severely. In addition, Lei Yuzi had just beaten up his girlfriend.
In fact, Master Huang did have the intention to kill, but he didn't care no matter how these righteous monks tormented him, and he never intervened in the feud between good and evil. His purpose was to hide beside Yan Yuanchun and protect her.

Originally, he had been hesitant and afraid to recognize them. He felt guilty and hesitant and dared not show up. However, when it seemed that the Zhengdao gang was about to kill them, he could no longer bear it and was forced to take action.

Since they did it on the first day, don’t blame yourself for doing it on the fifteenth!

A murderous look flashed across Master Huang's eyes, and he suddenly clenched his hands into a fist, ready to mobilize his magical powers to kill these people on the spot!

right now
"Ugh"

An ancient sigh, full of vicissitudes of life, slowly echoed between heaven and earth, as if seeing through the prosperity and splendor of the world and experiencing the separation and reunion, sorrow and joy of the mortal world. Suddenly, a majestic breath like a giant dragon reviving descended.

The calm waves on the vast ocean surged again, the stilled wind howled fiercely, the condensed rainstorm poured down in an instant, the wood spirit energy within a radius of thirty miles was rioting wildly, and an emerald green vortex flowed in the sky, as beautiful as the star rings in the Milky Way in the sky.

Among the righteous monks, an inconspicuous old man stepped forward.

……

"???"

Everyone stared at this wonder of heaven and earth in amazement, as if they were in a dream. Who?
who is it?

It's fine if he imitated the appearance, but he even deliberately sang the opposite tune to the strange phenomena in the sky and earth? !

Everyone's worldview was shattered today. It's bad enough that there's a Nascent Soul stage hidden on the evil side, but there's also one on the righteous side?

Amidst the violent storm, lightning and thunder, an old man in coarse linen clothes walked out slowly. There was an indescribable charm in his every move. The emerald green halo in the sky slowly rotated in rhythm with his steps.

He lightly touched the giant khaki handprint, and countless emerald green vines instantly grew out of it, wrapping around it and then
"Oh!"

It exploded into vitality all over the sky, the starlight dissipated, and the yellow and green colors entangled with each other, which was very beautiful.

The five Jindan-stage cultivators of Zixiao Sect regained their freedom and hurriedly flew back to their own camp. Each of them looked at the old man in front of them with surprise and suspicion, as if they had never seen such a person in the righteous path before.

This person is obviously also a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage, specializing in the way of plants and trees, which can be seen from his calm steps.

"Fellow Daoist, you have great skills. I think you are not an unknown person. Do you dare to see your true appearance?"

Master Huang's face was stern, without any fear in his eyes. He held Yan Yuanchun in his arms and looked over here coldly.

"Why not!"

The old man smiled slightly, raised his hand to salute, and then his expression changed, revealing his true appearance.

When everyone on the field saw this, they were all shocked. Even Lin Shan could not help but exclaim in surprise, because this person was very famous. Not only had they heard of him, most of them had also seen his portrait.

"Master Jinglian!"

The only powerful cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in the East China Sea, an old monster who has dominated the East China Sea for 700 years. In terms of seniority and qualifications, he is far superior to everyone present. He had been famous for many years before he was born.

No one knew how old he was or what level of cultivation he had reached because he seldom took action.

Ever since anyone could remember, this Nascent Soul master had been staying low-key on Kuxu Island in the East China Sea, practicing peacefully without leaving his house. However, this did not affect his great reputation in the Song Dynasty's cultivation world at all!

"My fellow Taoist, I have been asked by the Purple Sky Sect's group of old Taoist priests to help look after these disciples in the East China Sea. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

Ms. Jinglian is courteous and considerate, and her words are refreshing and full of vitality, as if she is a thousand-year-old evergreen tree, standing tall and majestic like a towering mountain.

The righteous people then realized that the elders in Zixiao Sect were worried about their safety, so they secretly entrusted Master Jinglian, the local tyrant of the East China Sea, to help look after them.

After all, Zixiao Sect had previously lost a Nascent Soul seed, Lei Yinzi, and now only has one Lei Yuzi left, so no more accidents can happen.

What's more, with Lin Fan, a "troublemaker", following them, the Yuanying stage elders of Zixiao Sect are naturally extremely worried, and it is reasonable for them to pay a price to hire someone to protect them secretly.

Master Huang silently felt the other party's majestic aura, without any intention of giving in. He appeared extremely courageous in front of his beloved.

"These five youngsters injured my beloved wife. I can't just let this go!"

Seeing Master Huang's domineering response, the demons who were originally overwhelmed by the appearance of Master Jinglian once again held their heads high. Since our Yuanying ancestor is so tough, what do we have to be afraid of?

Lay Buddhist Jinglian chuckled, put his hands behind his back and shook his head: "Although you are in the Nascent Soul stage, I have been immersed in this realm for hundreds of years. You are no match for me."

"Whether I am your opponent or not, you will know after trying!"

Master Huang stood up, and his old, hunched body gradually straightened up. His sleeves fluttered and the aura around him slowly increased.

"Ow~"

A giant beast that looked like a deer but was not a deer, and like a horse but was not a horse, with four prominent horns on its head and a fluttering white tail, stood up behind Master Huang and roared towards the sky.

"Xu Ru!"

Everyone in the field recognized this person; this was clearly the famous spirit of heaven and earth, the strange beast Xiru.

You must know that there is infinite creation between heaven and earth. Even magic weapons may give birth to innate spirits, and naturally there will also be innate strange beasts that are born and raised.

Such true spirits are endowed with the spirit of mountains and rivers, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the surging luck of the vast world. From birth, they have the power to break through boundaries and travel through the void. They shuttle through the world, wander among the five elements, and are free without any constraints.

It is extremely difficult to see them in the human world. According to legend, they can only appear in the endless void and the fairyland. So far, there are only about a hundred records handed down.

It is said that there is only one true spirit, born of heaven and earth, and can reproduce bloodline by itself. The offspring only have bloodline and supernatural powers but are worthy of the name of true spirit.

Only when the only true spirit dies will a new true spirit be born or inherit. It is like an original imprint or fruit position, which is unique and cannot be replicated.

Creatures like dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns are all descendants of true spiritual bloodlines, but there is only one true dragon and true phoenix in the endless world, and they are epic creatures who are high above and comparable to the peerless immortal kings.

Some demons in the lower world have inherited some of the true spirit blood, and they will awaken their bloodline supernatural powers to dominate the tribe. If human cultivators practice the skills based on the true spirit, they may also condense the corresponding Dharma image in the Nascent Soul stage.

The cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage have control over the laws of nature and have great powers. They can control the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles. When they perform combat operations, they can use their Dharma images to assist in the fight and increase their power by one or even several times.

Huang Xianshi's Xiru Dharmakāya is obviously an earth-attributed true spirit, with an innate advantage in manipulating earth-attributed vital energy. In a real fight, it can enhance earth-attributed magical powers.

Everyone present was looking up at the dozens of meters tall Dharma image, with expressions of fear, envy, yearning, desire, etc. on their faces. This was a top-level combat force capable of guarding an entire sect, and no one dared to mess with him in the world of cultivation.

Everyone in the righteous camp couldn't help but look at Master Jinglian, expecting how he would respond, whether he would abandon them or protect them to the end!
Mr. Jinglian smiled casually, his body trembled slightly, and the chaos behind him suddenly opened up. A green lotus rose up, swaying gracefully in the colorful mist, although it was only three feet high, not even taller than the man himself.

But no one dares to underestimate it.

The appearances of the old monsters in the Yuanying stage are strange and varied, including true spirits and auspicious beasts, plants and trees, swords and spears, stone pens and inkstones, and even demons, ghosts, monsters, and Buddha statues with devilish bodies, and so on.

Although this green lotus looks small and thin, who knows how much power it can provide?
The purpose of Qinglian is no less than that of Zhenling. It is highly praised both in the early days of chaos and in Taoism and Buddhism. It is obvious that the inheritance of Master Jinglian is extraordinary.

The sky within a radius of dozens of miles was divided into yellow and green. Two light balls occupied each side. The left side was calm and peaceful, while the right side was windy and rainy. A giant crow stood ferociously, and green lotus swayed in the rain.

Master Huang and Lay Buddhist Jinglian were tit-for-tat and aggressive!

The war is about to start.

(End of this chapter)