Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Life is not difficult.

The difficulty lies in the fact that one's will is fraught with hardship.

Chen Huangpi lived a carefree and happy life during his eight years of age. He had a loving master who was somewhat eccentric, but he himself was also a bit crazy.

He has a good brother named Huang Er, whom he grew up with.

He felt that after his master passed away, he would become the abbot.

He didn't know what death meant.

Just as he had no idea what his eighteenth birthday would be like, he was overjoyed and looking forward to growing up quickly so that he could inherit his Pure Immortal Temple.

And when that day finally arrives.

He then realized that he would rather be the successor of Jingxian Temple for the rest of his life.

The yellow-skinned creatures that play wildly on the mountain all day long, have been playing for over ten thousand years and never get tired of it.

Fortunately.

There really is such a thing as a magic in this world.

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water.

The first great war took place before the three suns and moons appeared in the sky.

Before he completed the final lung temple.

In that Sumeru world.

The surrounding scenery was hazy and ever-changing.

Forty-nine Dao Lords traversed the past and future, constantly battling him.

That time, he had a very tough time.

They can only kill one Dao Lord.

This time, he still had a very difficult time.

"kill!!!!!"

The shouts of killing were hoarse and heart-wrenching.

Chen Huangpi manifested a malevolent form, with eighteen feet rooted in the Yin Earth of the Underworld, and eight outstretched arms possessing terrifying power capable of destroying the world.

The world-destroying millstone hung overhead and spun wildly.

Dongzhen burned everything in his power with all his might, unleashing a dazzling sword light that was blinding.

Thump! ...

The bells of Jiuli never stopped ringing.

Chenhuangpi is too amazing.

He is so powerful that anything in his hands is now a Dao Lord's treasure.

He was so powerful that even these precious treasures were merely icing on the cake in his hands.

But he had his brothers by his side, risking their lives for him.

The ten Dao Lords, along with their respective worlds, had their heads forcibly pressed down by Chen Huangpi, slamming them against the world-destroying millstone.

Boom! ! !
The Great Millstone of Annihilation is erasing all traces of the existence of those Dao Lords.

But then a series of powerful roars sounded from behind.

The remaining Dao Lords unleashed deadly attacks.

Those world-destroying killing moves caused Chen Huangpi immense pain when they struck him.

He was feeling unwell.

His physical body wasn't tough enough to ignore such a deadly attack.

"Roar!!!!!"

The three heads suddenly turned around, their blood-red eyes filled with extreme rage, and they opened their mouths to tear at the nearest Dao Lords.

He no longer cares who he's targeting.

They kill whoever they see.

Whoever is closest will be killed.

Those Dao Lords vanished into the river of time.

Wow…

A long river, spanning the past and the future, rises high on the back of the Sumeru world, like a real celestial river.

It is worth mentioning that.

This river of time, whether in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm or the Sumeru World, appears extremely magnificent, with a faintly transparent appearance, flowing ceaselessly like a real river.

The Dao Lords cannot escape it.

Chen Huangpi's three heads disappeared into the river of time.

He was also the Dao Lord who attained enlightenment in the Sumeru World.

He won't be excluded from this place.

Three heads, from the past, from the future, from the present, strangled those Dao Lords.

"Yellow-skinned Daoist Master!!!!"

"kill!!!!!!"

Those Dao Lords were roaring and furious, seemingly wanting to curse Chen Huangpi.

But it's no use, he won't listen, he won't hesitate at all.

Even the shortest words can seem too much.

Squeak!!!

Chen Huangpi may truly be a born demon, a born devil.

He actually swallowed those Dao Lords whole, along with their respective worlds, without revealing a single trace of human characteristics.

The Lord of Sumeru, his greatest enemy.

He wanted to win, and none of these Dao Lords were as powerful as the Sumeru Dao Lord.

Therefore, he is certain that he can kill these forty-nine Dao Lords.

Because there was no other choice.

Blood rained down from the sky.

The world of Sumeru is also grieving.

Fighting in a foreign land, Chen Huangpi became more and more courageous.

In this process, he honed his own strength, learning and surpassing himself in every encounter.

“Master, you said I’m a genius, you weren’t lying to me.”

Tears welled in Chen Huangpi's eyes, and his aura grew increasingly terrifying.

He is truly a genius.

He was a genius that his master was proud of.

He was both proud and sad.

I don't know when it happened.

Chen Huangpi himself couldn't remember how much time had passed, because time meant nothing to him.

Looking around, the forty-nine Dao Lords were nowhere to be seen.

In the empty Sumeru world.

Only one figure slowly emerged.

The Dao Lord gathers all timelines, and therefore exists in all timelines.

The same applies to the Lord of Sumeru.

"We meet again, Master Huangpi."

To be honest, this was the first time Chen Huangpi had ever seen the true form of the Lord of Sumeru.

He didn't seem like a Daoist master.

He looks more like a middle-aged schoolteacher.

Chen Huangpi gave the Lord of Sumeru a deep look. He did not respond. Or rather, the Dongzhen that pierced through the past and future, the Jiuli Bell that fixed the river of time, and the world-destroying millstone that covered the Lord of Sumeru's head were his responses.

only……

The result was either different from what Chen Huangpi had expected, or perhaps the same.

The Lord of Sumeru simply stretched out his palm and pressed it down.

Those seemingly ordinary, even unattractive, rough hands suddenly pressed down on the world-destroying millstone.

No matter how the millstone of destruction spins, it's useless.

As for Dongzhen and Jiulizhong, they couldn't even get close to them.

"It's not that these treasures aren't powerful enough."

"It's you, you've had too little time to grow up."

"Eighteen thousand years is but a blink of an eye."

The Lord of Sumeru calmly said, "Even if you were given 108,000 years, you still wouldn't be able to defeat me. And I have to thank you. After I woke up, I saw through all the timelines and discovered that your Xuanzhen Dao Realm gave me an inspiration."

"Huang Tian descended to earth as a true immortal, cleared away all disharmony, and in the final leap ascended to the perfect world."

"And I, too, can refer to it, and I can also transform into another Heavenly Dao."

“Your master is a formidable person, very resourceful, and has a far-reaching vision. He wants the Xuanzhen Dao Realm to devour the Sumeru World, and this is something that both he and I are well aware of.”

"The Xuanzhen Dao Realm can devour the Sumeru World, and the Sumeru World can also devour the Xuanzhen Dao Realm."

"As for whether the world is ultimately black or white, that depends on who the winner is."

After saying that, the Lord of Sumeru threw a punch at Chen Huangpi.

This punch still lacked any dazzling brilliance, didn't even break the space, and didn't even stir up a gust of wind.

It struck Chen Huangpi squarely and solidly, making him shockingly calm.

One punch down.

Chen Huangpi's physical body collapsed, and he died as ashes.

In every timeline, Chen Huangpi was undoubtedly killed by the Lord of Sumeru.

Just as the Lord of Sumeru said.

If we put our talents and abilities to the test, Chen Huangpi and he are actually on the same level. And once you reach that level, all shortcomings can be made up for.

The only problem is that the time was too short.

Chen Huangpi only lived for 18,000 years, and this was his first time fighting against the Lord of Sumeru.

As the Lord of Sumeru who had lived for countless years, he naturally annihilated Chen Huangpi with overwhelming force.

"It's nothing but a flower in a mirror, or the moon's reflection in water."

I don't know how much time has passed; it might be an entire era, or it might just be a moment.

A firm voice rang out.

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water.

Chen Huangpi used this technique to deny the fact that he had been killed by the Lord of Sumeru.

This brief encounter proved to be nothing more than a mirage.

So, there will be a next time.

Next time.

Until Chen Huangpi made up for his last shortcoming in this way.

"Again!!!!!"

……

at the same time.

Within the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

It was as if a great calamity was about to befall them.

One after another, dark and terrifying figures roamed freely in what could still be called heaven and earth.

That was the thief.

The thieves who once committed suicide in the Xuanzhen Daoist world.

"Finally, finally we're back!!!"

"Chen Shidao, back then you blocked us from the past, preventing us from descending into the Celestial Era. Did you ever imagine that this day would come?"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

One of the thieves laughed wildly: "It's nothing but a fool's self-deception. Over the long years, has there ever been a Daoist Master who was willing to die with the Heavenly Dao and sacrifice himself for the sake of all living beings?"

"Heaven is merciless, yet it has found a compassionate Daoist master."

"And you, have you felt any regret at this moment?"

"The things you want to do, the future you see, the opportunities you want to fight for will all vanish with the end of the Celestial Era. In the end, the one who laughs last will definitely not be you."

These thieves had been dealing with Master Chen Huangpi for far too long.

It went on for so long that they had exhausted all possible methods.

Coercion, bribery, pleading, and all sorts of persuasive tactics were useless. The Lord of the Orchid did not give them a chance.

They don't even give themselves a chance.

It's like a raging wave crashing in your face, yet the abbot stands there stubbornly against it. This is a clash of ideologies. If this cannot be resolved, then everything that follows is actually meaningless.

But now, in the eyes of these thieves...

The abbot was undoubtedly the one who lost the most miserably.

It's not that the abbot's plan was flawed, or that his efforts were ineffective.

Rather, this whole thing simply won't work.

It goes against human nature and against the laws of nature.

Who exactly is defying the will of Heaven?

Who exactly is saying that humans can conquer nature?

It wasn't these thieves, nor people like Chen Daoxing.

Rather, it is the master of observation.

At this moment, the strange changes in the world will soon end.

The Lord of the Azure Heaven has entered his weakest state, or rather, he is already dead.

They could only watch helplessly as everything happened, unable to stop it.

Even the fact that these thieves could survive until the Yellow Heaven Era by transforming into evil beings after fleeing to the Azure Heaven Era did not deter the abbot.

If this isn’t failure, what is?
But at this moment.

One of the thieves spotted a figure.

A figure with an expressionless face and an icy demeanor.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Interesting. You are Emperor Chen? The emperor of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty? Chen Shidao's elder brother?"

He asked three questions in a row, and every single one of them was true.

The thieves had contact with Chen Daoxing back then.

Later, Chen Daoxing hated them and had his own purposes, but even so, they learned a lot from Chen Daoxing.

This included Emperor Chen.

"What? You want to kill us? You're not even close enough."

One of the thieves stepped forward first, making no attempt to hide his sarcasm.

They were once the Dao Lords of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Even now that we've entered the Celestial Era, even though he's severed himself and lost his former peak, he was still a Dao Lord, and can be considered a near-extremely strong figure within the Dao.

It would be far too difficult for Emperor Chen to kill them on his own.

It could even be described as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"You, Emperor Chen, are not worthy to settle accounts with us. Our lives can only be taken by Heaven, and can only be decided by Heaven."

The thieves knew what they had done.

He also knew that he would be punished by Huang Tian.

But I still did it anyway, still believing that I would have the last laugh.

Look at this, where is there any justice to settle scores now?
However, Emperor Chen remained calm, looking at each one in turn. Unfortunately, the figures of these thieves were all blurry, or rather, each one looked repulsive.

For a moment, He couldn't figure out which thief had turned his unworthy and rebellious son into what he was later.

As emperor, Emperor Chen did everything he could.

Being a father...

He killed his own son with his own hands.

He did not regret making the decision, but he regretted not teaching his son that people's hearts are unpredictable and ever-changing. Many decisions in life are not something you can just do as soon as you think about them.

Stubbornly going one's own way, how can one word describe the bitterness?
“Father, I really thought I could make up for all my mistakes.”

Before he personally twisted Chen Daoxing's neck, Emperor Chen always remembered that scene.

Until the end.

Chen Daoxing actually still had the strength to fight against his father.

It just suddenly stopped.

Before he died, he uttered these words.

If it weren't for those words, Emperor Chen would have assumed he didn't have this son. But those words caused him immense pain.

What's even more painful is...

Chen Daoxing even knew that what he was doing was wrong.

He thought that once he became the Dao Lord, he could make amends, revive his junior brother, and make people believe that his idea back then was right. But he could no longer deceive himself.

To commit such a mistake, to receive such punishment.

Chen Daoxing himself knew that he did not deserve to be forgiven.

He never uttered a word of regret during his death battle with Chen Huangpi.

Only when he saw Emperor Chen, and when the fight reached its final moments, did Chen Daoxing finally lose his temper and bow his head in front of his father.

No one will know what happened that day.

Just as Emperor Chen never mentioned the battle after Chen Daoxing's arrival to anyone, he was unwilling to talk about it, or perhaps it was the last thing he, as a father, could do for his worthless son.

"The so-called liquidation, what does it have to do with the end of the world?"

Emperor Chen took a deep breath, suppressing all his emotions. Cold and resolute, like a creation devoid of feelings, he said, "The one who truly seeks to settle scores with you is not Heaven, but man."

"The Dao Lord who cut off his own hand is not the Dao Lord of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm."

"I, the ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty, on behalf of the spirits of the hundreds of millions of people under my rule, declare war on you today."

"You are traitors."

"You should all be buried with that traitor!!!"

"Just you?"

"By my own power!!!"

After saying this, Emperor Chen stomped his foot.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
The enormous shadow behind them suddenly shattered the void and descended directly in front of these thieves.

That's a Chaos Ship!!!
The arrangements made by the Demon Lord Taigu and Empress Chen were actually more useful to Emperor Chen in dealing with these thieves.

Because Emperor Chen was very clear about this.

Or perhaps, He knew his own nephew, Chen Huangpi, all too well.

He had seen that child few times.

But his features are so similar to those of His younger brother.

The most dangerous battlefield, the most dangerous enemy is the Dao Lord of the Sumeru World.

And the dried tangerine peel will be placed at the very front.

As always, he was in a daze, just like his master.

"Immortal Venerable!!!!!"

Emperor Chen roared ferociously, unleashing the anger he had suppressed for many years.

And then that call ended.

A voice equally angry responded to Him.

"kill!!!!!!!"

As the word "kill" landed.

A powerful being, seated atop an ancient coffin, manifested itself at the end of time, at the dawn of a cataclysmic event.

That was a Celestial Venerable, a Celestial Venerable who had always been in the future.

boom! ! ! ! !
The coffin was also opened at the same time.

The saying goes, "Mount Sumeru can be contained in a mustard seed, and a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru."

Inside this coffin lies a dreamlike world.

If Chen Huangpi were to see this, he would be even more astonished.

Because the world inside this coffin is another Xuanzhen Dao Realm created by the master using the techniques of "flowers in a mirror" and "the moon in water".

In that world.

All the strong are still alive.

He even used Dao transformation to make those powerful individuals even more terrifying, turning them into pseudo-Dao Lords.

But this is not enough.

The ground beneath Emperor Chen's feet was becoming muddy.

The countless sparks of light drifted towards the sky, just like countless stars.

Those were the true spirits of the powerful beings who died in that great battle, as well as all cultivators and all living beings.

The Qian Yuan Treasure Mirror suppresses the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty and prevents its collapse.

For over ten thousand years, Emperor Chen has sat in the Qian Yuan Hall, not only suppressing the physical body within the Jie Tian Sect, but also silently bearing the burden of these true spirits.

He can endure it.

Although it was very painful and torturous.

But He finally got to see that day.

He executed the plan in the coldest, most rational way, with an attitude that allowed no room for error, and has finally made it to this point.

"Lord Tai Sui, heed my command!"

"Master of the Heaven-Slaying Sect, heed my command!"

"Emperor Beichen, heed my command!"

"King Nie Jian, heed my command!"

"All realm lords of the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Immortal Realm, heed my command!"

"O soul! Return!!!!!"

All those with names and qualifications, those who died for one reason or another, or those who were thought by Emperor Chen and the Immortal Venerable to be potentially disruptive or detrimental to the plan but who actually did nothing, are all being recalled.

Those people also harbored resentment.

But one can't blame Emperor Chen and the Immortal for their ruthlessness.

Because this opportunity is extremely rare.

Without the Sumeru World, the Xuanzhen Dao Realm's ascension to a perfect world would not have been so difficult.

But that's still not enough.

Recalling these powerful individuals is not difficult, but recalling those who have become even more powerful in another Xuanzhen Dao Realm requires someone's consent.

"Yellow-skinned!!!!!"

This cry of "Yellow Skin" was not from the abbot, but from Emperor Chen.

Perhaps He couldn't maintain that cold expression, nor could he contain his anger at Chen Huangpi's lack of ambition.

In the end, he made no attempt to hide his affection for this nephew in his lifelong call.

Even if it's mostly out of love for the house that extends to its inhabitants.

"Uncle! I'm here, I heard you!"

Chen Huangpi's voice came from the past, from the upper reaches of the river of time.

You can tell it's real just by hearing its voice.

Because the Dao Lord is just that extraordinary.

Everyone could sense and truly understand what kind of state Chen Huangpi was in after the battles they had fought in the past.

His physical body was broken.

His sinister true form was torn apart, leaving him tattered like a rag doll.

The environment he was in was no longer the Sumeru World, but the outside world tens of thousands of years ago, at the moment when the Sumeru World had just discovered the coordinates of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

He was engaged in a bloody battle with the Lord of Sumeru.

But this has happened countless times already.

All he knew was that now, Emperor Chen, his uncle, was calling him.

He knew what his uncle wanted him to do.

This was something he originally wanted to do.

"Whether it's true or false, right or wrong, everything is judged by my standards!!!!"

Chen Huangpi roared to the sky.

Everything is based on him; that is the art of seeing flowers in a mirror and the moon in water.

It involves re-confusing and replacing the true with the false.

Even if it's fake, it must become real! (End of Chapter)