From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 606 The Mighty Five Thousand Years

As Li Yang had expected, as his fighting spirit soared, the island lord's momentum instantly softened.

Moreover, since there were no outsiders present at the time, the softening was even faster and more thorough.

"I only pity you because you are a person whose Dao fruit is broken and who is about to die. Don't think that I am really afraid of you!"

"I can tell you about the 'Kunlun Tunnel' if you want, but you must return the items on my island first."

The abbot of Fangzhang Island softened his tone, but still refused to allow Li Yang to return the items on the island.

Are you talking about this sword?

After a moment's thought, Li Yang took out the Zhuyin Sword, which was entirely made of obsidian, from his storage ring and twirled it in his hand.

Upon seeing the Candle Yin Sword, the island lord's pupils contracted slightly. Although he quickly concealed it, Li Yang still noticed it.

"The Emperor slew a demon beast and used its soul to forge the Zhuyin and Dayuan swords, which were used to guard the seas and the universe, bringing peace and tranquility to the world."

"This sword seems to be very important to your Fangzhang Mountain?"

Li Yang read aloud a passage recorded on the jade slip and tentatively asked a question.

“Outsider, this has nothing to do with you. Since you already know that the Zhuyin Sword was bestowed upon Fangzhang Mountain by the ancient Human Emperor, you should return it to its rightful owner.”

“Your punishment of Cheng Yue is enough. She is still in a state of mental confusion and cannot awaken. Moreover, you have a more spiritual immortal sword in your possession. You should not embezzle Zhuyin.”

The island lord spoke coldly, his eyes fixed on the dark sword in Li Yang's hand.

"Naturally, it is related to me. It was your island that, presuming on its superiority, attacked me first. This sword is now my trophy."

Li Yang smiled at the island lord, and the next moment he put the Candle Yin Sword back into his storage ring right in front of him, looking completely at ease.

The island lord's face immediately turned ashen, and he couldn't help but burst into a tirade: "Aggressive? You came uninvited and forced your way into this sacred mountain, then injured my disciples and seized the magical treasures from my island, and now you say that Fangzhang Mountain is aggressive?!"

"So, Island Master, do you want to have a proper discussion with me?" Li Yang's expression was calm, but he gripped the Nanming Sword again in his hand, and a tattered Earth Immortal Dao Fruit appeared behind him, making him look like a reckless man who had given up on everything.

The island owner was furious, but seeing Li Yang's crazy appearance, as if he was about to fight to the death, he could only swallow his curses and his face turned a liverish color.

"Exchange the Zhuyin Sword for me, and I will reveal the secret of the 'Kunlun Tunnel'; otherwise, there's no point in discussing anything!"

After much deliberation, the island owner could only utter a harsh remark that barely even qualify as a threat before turning away with a flick of his sleeve.

Seeing the island lord's exasperated expression, Li Yang smiled strangely, pondered for a moment, and then put the Nanming Sword back into his ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

"Very well, there are still many places on your Fangzhang Mountain that I haven't explored yet. Since the island lord is so uncooperative, I can only reluctantly trouble you for a few more days on the island."

"Please!"

The island owner had his back to Li Yang, and his voice sounded as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

Li Yang smiled faintly, then casually cupped his hands and turned to leave the Dao Hall.

However, just as he was about to step out of the Dao Hall, Li Yang suddenly stopped, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and sighed with deep emotion.

"To draw the sword and die a swift death is a fitting end to my youthful ambition."

"Feng Yu, tell me, when will the millennia-long calamity of the Nine Provinces finally end? What awaits at the end of the Great Dao?"

After uttering this seemingly random sentence, Li Yang walked out of the main hall without looking back, his figure disappearing into the moonlit night.

However, the island lord, who was standing alone in the center of the temple, was struck as if by lightning. He turned around with an incredulous expression, his body slightly hunched and trembling.
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Feng Yu, a name that appeared many times in the vast sea of ​​jade slips in the Ming Pagoda.

The jade slip praised him, saying, "He was born with eyes like autumn water, and a crimson mark between his brows like a flame," and "His body is like a cascading waterfall, containing the essence of the Milky Way. He was born with the bones of a Daoist, and at the age of nine, he successfully cultivated the root method and broke through to the innate realm. In just a hundred years, he became a human immortal, and a thousand years later, he attained the Dao of the earth immortal!

This also corroborates some of the initial guesses of Chi Yanhong and Li Yang. Even in the ancient times of Emperor Zhuanxu, only a very few people were able to successfully cultivate the root method, which was the watershed between true geniuses.

The jade slip describes how Feng Yu, when he was a young immortal, participated in the war between gods and demons led by Emperor Zhuanxu, and made great contributions. Later, he and a group of other experts were sent to Fangzhang Mountain as a seed of fire. Two thousand years later, he was born and participated in the Shang and Zhou Investiture of the Gods war. He killed three earth immortals from the Realm of Ultimate Truth by himself, and even joined forces with an extreme earth immortal from the Shennong Jiang clan to challenge a celestial giant on the other side. His actions were extremely tragic and illustrious.

However, Feng Yu and the experts of Shennong Jiang Clan were defeated, and the defeat was devastating. It took many experts from Lanxing to rescue the critically injured and dying Feng Yu.

Then, in the Investiture of the Gods, the local forces of Merchant Emperor and Fangzhang from Yingzhou Island suffered a great defeat, and countless masters were wiped out, with heads rolling. There are no further records of the fate of Feng Yu, the supreme immortal.

Li Yang sighed because he noticed a faint flame pattern hidden beneath the wrinkled and collapsed skin on the forehead of the recently gray-haired Abbot of Fangzhang Mountain Island.

Based on the island lord's final performance, Li Yang was now certain that the current island lord of Fangzhang Mountain was none other than Feng Yu, the Eternal Spirit Pivot who was hailed as the number one genius of the Nine Provinces five thousand years ago.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Li Yang knew that this was the truth. The peerless genius Feng Yu had not died. He had survived for more than five thousand years, and during these five thousand years, he gradually took control of and eroded this immortal mountain in the sea, turning Fangzhang Mountain into almost a feudal empire.

He was the only king on the island.

What puzzled Li Yang was that the island lord's aura wasn't purely that of an extreme Dao cultivator. In Li Yang's perception, he was more like a half-step extreme Dao practitioner. Previously, Li Yang had thought that the island lord had comprehended an extreme Dao root technique in his youth, and although he hadn't succeeded, he had incorporated some of its techniques.

It now appears that the island lord did not fail to obtain the Root Method, but rather declined from his peak. During the Shang-Zhou Investiture of the Gods war, he was fundamentally injured by a celestial giant, and the foundation of his ultimate Root Method was no longer pure.

This is why he concluded that Li Yang would not survive after seeing Li Yang's Earth Immortal Dao Fruit. His Dao Foundation had also collapsed before, and it took countless precious medicines to repair it during the peak of spiritual energy in ancient times. The conditions for repairing it no longer exist in this world, so he concluded that Li Yang was about to die.

Li Yang was filled with mixed emotions. He didn't know what else had happened to this former number one genius of the Nine Provinces, Ling Shu Dao Zi, besides the words recorded on the jade slip.

Perhaps it was the loneliness of these five thousand years, or perhaps it was the crushing defeat in the war between Shang and Zhou, that made this number one genius of the Nine Provinces begin to be reserved and timid, and to lose his passion, instead becoming obsessed with the enjoyment of authority and power.

He was like an old, festering dragon, dwelling on Fangzhang Mountain, whose foul breath had polluted and corroded this sacred mountain in the sea for three thousand years.

His blood had turned cold; the fierce courage he once possessed had given way to an extreme, twisted fear of death. The magic sword that had once pointed at celestial beings was now rusted in its sheath, unsheathed for three thousand years. "You have lost, but I will not lose! What Emperor Zhuanxu of five thousand years ago, the Shang Dynasty's human emperor of three thousand years ago, and countless other masters could not achieve, I will achieve! And then I will continue to fight until this once-in-a-millennium bloody calamity is completely averted!"

Li Yang's pupils gleamed, and he clenched his fist hidden in his sleeve, speaking solemnly under the moonlight.
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Outside the Dao Hall, Feng Yun remained silent, not uttering a word, his figure disappearing into the darkness.

As Li Yang emerged from the Dao Hall with his hands behind his back, just as the two were about to pass each other, Feng Yun slightly raised his head.
"The Candle Shadow Sword... I'll take you to the island lord... and give me back my sword."

Upon hearing this, Li Yang immediately stopped beside him and spoke with a smile.

“I remember I said that if you brought me here, I would consider returning the Zhuyin Sword to you.”

"But now I've thought it through and I don't want to pay it back for the time being."

Feng Yun's brows furrowed noticeably, forming a deep frown. Although he knew someone was being dishonest, what they said seemed to make a lot of sense.

So Feng Yun slowly lowered his head again, remaining silent and offering no resistance.

"By the way, take me to see your Fangzhang Mountain, your island lord said so."

"?" Feng Yun raised his head, a question mark flashing in his eyes.

"If you don't believe me, you can go in and ask your temple master. His answer is 'please go ahead,' which means that I can wander around the island as I please. No matter where I want to go, you can't stop me, and you have to take me there yourself."

Li Yang, with a serious expression, raised an eyebrow and spoke to Feng Yun.

Feng Yun was naturally not qualified to go in and question the island lord, but as he stood outside the hall, he seemed to have faintly heard the island lord's voice, which included the word 'lightness'.

"...Okay, follow me."

After pondering for a long, long time, Feng Yun spoke, uttering a brief sentence, then turned and rose into the air.
Li Yang smiled and followed suit.

"The first place I want to visit is your medicine garden, and the second is the Pill Hall..."

"By the way, you should have a place on your Abbot's Mountain where you store magical treasures and weapons, right? Take me there to have a look."

"Don't look at me like that. This is permitted by your island lord. Please understand?"

Under the clear, cold moon, Li Yang's mutterings echoed, but a gentle breeze blew them away, and they were all swallowed up by the night on the island.

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Three days later, Li Yang, feeling quite full, lay panting at the entrance of the Pill Hall. Every pore on his body was radiating divine light, and even his burps were filled with an extremely rich aroma of pills.

I'm stuffed! Even Li Yang himself never imagined that he would one day experience this feeling on Earth!
As it turns out, Zhuanxu's decision to establish the Three Mountains at Sea was absolutely correct and far-sighted.

Because the island is a gathering place for spiritual energy and can be isolated from the outside world when spiritual energy is depleted, the island is filled with spiritual energy all year round. Under these circumstances, all kinds of natural treasures can grow unrestrainedly, and their lifespan is like a cheat code, often hundreds or thousands of years.

In the outside world, the spiritual energy revival has only been going on for less than sixty years. Where are you going to find spiritual herbs that are hundreds of years old?
Li Yang's cultivation level outside the island is actually extremely advanced, like a giant deep-sea shark growing out of a small puddle. It is difficult for him to even turn over. Normally, let alone spiritual herbs that can help his cultivation, he does not dare to use his full strength in breathing. If he is not careful, he will draw the spiritual energy of an entire mountain into a vacuum.

However, things are different on the island. The spiritual herbs cultivated on Fangzhang Mountain for hundreds or thousands of years truly benefit Li Yang's cultivation.

Like a gluttonous beast searching for food, Li Yang had just finished visiting a medicinal garden and a pill hall when he lost count of how many spiritual fruits and pills he had devoured. The immense and terrifying spiritual energy surged within his body in an instant, leaving Li Yang feeling bloated. He had no choice but to rest briefly at the entrance of the pill hall.

A group of alchemy servants from the Pill Hall, along with elegantly dressed young masters and fairies in feathered robes, pointed and whispered at the entrance of the Pill Hall, their eyes fixed on Li Yang lying on the steps. They dared not speak out, knowing that this was a guy even the island lord feared. They could only look at Feng Yun, who was leading the way, with furious, almost murderous gazes.

"The island lord instructed that we proceed with caution and not be obstructed."

Feng Yun's words were brief. After speaking, he stood beside Li Yang like a statue, eyes downcast and mind at ease.

“Hey, Feng Yun, why don’t we go back and walk around again? There are so many details in your mountain medicine garden and pill hall that I didn’t get a good look at. I want to observe them more closely.”

After letting out a satisfying burp filled with the fragrance of medicine, Li Yang looked at Feng Yun with a warm expression and asked expectantly.

Upon hearing this, countless medicine slaves and alchemists in the Pill Hall immediately showed fear and could only bow and beg for mercy to Feng Yun.

"Sure, but after you 'observed' it just now, the herb garden is left with only bare medicinal mud and a few hundred-year-old herbs, and the pill hall is almost just a gourd for holding pills."

Feng Yun nodded and, with a succinct and calm expression, described the current state of the medicine garden and pill palace after Li Yang's passage.

Because Li Yang not only ate, but also took things with him. He spent two days wandering around the herb garden, pulling up trees and weeding grass, almost plundering all the spiritual soil on it, which lowered the overall altitude of the herb garden.

The same was true in the Pill Hall. Only under the threat of death from hundreds of medicine slaves and alchemists were they able to keep the beast-eared pill furnaces that were currently being used for alchemy from being disturbed.

However, Feng Yun suspected that this was simply because Li Yang's storage ring and the Pot Heaven space had already been filled with the spiritual soil from the medicine field.

"I see..." Li Yang lowered his head in disappointment, but his expression brightened again after a moment.

He was reborn from oblivion, and his new self was still weak, which was a stage where he needed a lot of resources to nourish him. The medicinal fields and alchemy furnace on the island completely solved his urgent problem and greatly relieved his body's thirst.

After consuming 30% of the pills in the Pill Hall, his cultivation level had already broken through to the Human Immortal realm, and he had condensed his罡元 (罡元 is a type of internal energy)!

He had a feeling that the new me, who had been rebuilt back to the Human Immortal realm, was now a world apart from the one he had first entered!
Moreover, he had no idea what he was eating; he simply acted on instinct, grabbing whatever was in his hand and devouring it like a gluttonous beast, just like eating beans.

Not only had Li Yang improved his cultivation, but he could also clearly feel that the golden light nurtured by the Yang Spirit seated in his ancestral aperture between his eyebrows was rapidly growing stronger, resembling a perfectly clear and transparent golden elixir in internal alchemy, showing signs of its imminent birth!
"Island Lord, even if you harden your heart and fight me to the death now, you will no longer be my match."

Li Yang murmured to himself, his face remaining perfectly calm.

Although he knew the truth, Li Yang was unwilling to call him Feng Yu and still referred to him as the Island Lord.

Feng Yu is dead. He died three thousand years ago in the Great War of the Investiture of the Gods between the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, fighting against the celestial giants with his sword.

(End of this chapter)