Evergreen Immortal.

Chapter 737 Hunyuan Wandao Fa

Not yet selected
Li Rui's lips twitched slightly involuntarily.

He certainly understood the implied meaning.

It's not that we had no choice, but that we didn't choose well.

In other words, Zhongli not only found the seeds of the Dao, but he found more than one.

For an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, obtaining a single Dao Seed would require an entire lifetime of effort, while Zhong Li could pick and choose as easily as buying vegetables at a market. The difference between these two is truly enormous.

Zhongli smiled gently:
"My teacher said I was too impatient and told me to slow down."

slow?
A strange look appeared on Li Rui's face.

Zhong Li cultivates the Dao of Space and gathers the primordial spirits of immortals and gods. At a young age, he achieved the second place in the Human Register and was ranked in the top two hundred in the Earth Register.

He could be considered the fastest person in the Nascent Soul Realm, yet they want to tell him to be slow?

But those whom Zhongli calls Master are at least True Lords, or even Dao Lords, and there is a profound meaning behind it.

Zhongli: "The Master specifically instructed me to carefully select this seed."

"The Way has no high or low."

"But this seed is like a shoe; it always has to fit properly."

Confucius once said, “The seeds of the Way, the lowest are those that harmonize with the body, the middle are those that satisfy the heart, and the highest are those that accord with Heaven.”

Speaking of spiritual practice.

The usually taciturn Zhongli suddenly became a different person, talking non-stop.

"but--"

“In fact, in ancient times, some people nurtured more than one Dao Seed, which eventually even yielded multiple Dao Fruits. It is said that the Wuzhong Dao Lord of the Taixu Dao Temple had at least ten Dao Fruits.”

"One glimpse leads to no end, all paths become empty."

Zhongli looked towards the center of the dojo, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

"This path is called the Primordial Myriad Paths Method."

"Unfortunately, none of us can gain entry into its gate."

He knew that Li Rui had obtained the inheritance of the Dao Lord of Longevity, while he himself had never obtained the inheritance of the Dao Lord of Endless Time.

So it is calculated that...

The two were somewhat "in the same boat".

Zhongli comforted him, saying, "Legend has it that Daoist Wuzhong is aloof and arrogant. Perhaps he only left his cave dwelling because of the requirements of the Taixu Daoist Temple, and he didn't actually intend to spread his teachings."

"Primordial Chaos Myriad Paths Method"

Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Zhong Li that he had already entered the Starry Sky Bronze Palace.

The Central Plains have a more complete heritage and know far more about ancient events than the Taihua Plain.

These were things that even he, the successor of the Dao Lord of No End, did not know, yet Zhong Li knew them like the back of his hand.

Right.

The fact that Wuzhong Daojun became the number one Daojun in all the ages, a title no one dared to question, certainly couldn't be based solely on his foundation.

The real key lies in the fruit of the Tao.
"The so-called 'eating of the myriad paths' is actually just a corner of this Primordial Myriad Paths Method."

Think of this.

Ripples spread across Li Rui's heart.

Zhong Li chuckled: "The Primordial Myriad Paths are too far from us. Let's look at something closer to home. The Double-Complete Dao Lord once nurtured three Dao Seeds at the same time, which gave him a huge advantage when he was a True Lord."

"Fellow Daoist Li is blessed with good fortune; perhaps we can give it a try."

Back then, [Ni Cang Sheng] perished.

If it weren't for the dragon slayer's intervention, that Dao Lord might have truly perished.

Li Rui was only a hundred miles away, so he naturally felt the impact deeply.

simply put.

Ordinary cultivators have no choice, while cultivators like Zhong Li suffer from not being able to achieve their desired results. But if I cultivate the Primordial Myriad Paths, I want them all!

Li Rui never revealed that he had actually received the inheritance of the Dao Lord of No End long ago.

Moreover, they have already consumed the myriad ways of life for their strength.

They had already taken that step.

As for why he hasn't yet obtained the Primordial Myriad Paths Method, it's probably because he hasn't passed the test of the Endless Dao Lord.

another side.

Eastern Governor's Office.

Cui He sat alone in the main hall, his expression solemn.

Is he really coming?

Fingers moved rapidly.

No matter how many times he recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, it was all in vain.

He is a part of that being.

Therefore, the secrets they know far exceed those of others.

The Xuanhun Immortal Dynasty was sacrificed in a single day, and the Black Feather Guards delivered the news today.

"Soul cultivation."

He knew all too well. The soul cultivators of Taihua Prefecture were originally brought here by Daoist Huanglong, and in the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, they were only at Daoist Huanglong's beck and call.

This time, they launched a massive operation.

This is extremely unusual.

Who gave them the courage?

Cui He couldn't be sure for the time being, but he liked to think of things in the worst possible light.

"Has he really come up with a solution?"

Huanglong Daojun was trapped in the Outer Heaven.

He was banished by a Great Dao Lord of Zhongzhou using the power of both realms.

The current unusual activity in the soul cultivation is most likely the work of Daoist Huanglong.

Cui He felt uneasy.

After a long time.

He then took a deep breath.

Then he took out a crystal-clear jade talisman from his storage bag, infused it with magic power, and then it lit up with a faint golden light.

"Waiwai".

"Grandpa, your grandson is being bullied!"

Wanfa Hall.

A mountain peak, hollowed out in the middle, has a huge cave in the center with a pool of blood where ghostly figures surge and howls echo throughout the cave.

Teams of soul cultivators went in and out.

The Liang family patriarch watched all of this in silence.

July 15th.

Huanglong Daojun wishes to use the Ascension Platform.

Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships are all indispensable.

In another month, it will be a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour, a day of absolute Yin that occurs only once every three thousand years.

With the aid of blood and qi soaring to the heavens, one can guide the Yellow Dragon Daoist back.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Liang, your Dao injury is something my Dao Lord has a way to repair."

The old man with the hooked nose and sinister expression laughed as if a ghost were wailing.

The Liang family patriarch glanced at it indifferently.

This person is the patriarch of the Soul Cultivation lineage.

Like him, they were both in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.

He was once the right-hand man of Huanglong Daojun, who was still a True Lord, and only then did he realize that these soul cultivators had been secretly collecting living souls for hundreds of years.

The original Jiazi Demon Extermination.

It wasn't just about prolonging the life of that Dao Lord of the Divine Profound Sect; the methods of Dao Lord Huanglong were also involved.

The Liang family patriarch was not surprised.

The cultivation world has always been manipulated by Dao Lords who control cause and effect.

Below the True Lord.

They are all chess pieces.

Only when one reaches the Dao Lord level will one truly have the opportunity to be seated at the table.

That is why he yearns even more for the realm of True Monarch, or even further for the Dao Monarch status.

Otherwise, no matter how prosperous the Liang family becomes, they are nothing more than wheat raised by others, which can be harvested at will.

The sinister old man narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the Liang family patriarch:

"Fellow Daoist Liang, there is only one month left, but we are still short of 100,000 living souls."

"The Qian Yuan Immortal Dynasty is almost ready, but it only has 80,000 living souls. There are still 20,000 short."

The Liang family patriarch simply spoke:
"Of course it will."

In Qinghe City, within a magnificent and imposing mansion.

Li Rui was meditating cross-legged.

Suddenly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing across them.

"Four thousand miles!"

After working tirelessly day and night, we are finally seeing the results.

At this moment, his Purple Mansion was like a small world, vast and boundless, comparable to a country, with the five elements complete and the stars of the heavens revolving within.

He looked out the window.

That direction is directly south.

In the distance, one can vaguely see a vast mountain range, resembling a black dragon, stretching across the southern landscape.

"One Hundred Thousand Mountains"

"The Immortal's Tomb"

(End of this chapter)