Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 37 Late Stage Golden Immortal
The waist of Buzhou Mountain.

The area was shrouded in mist and the wind was fierce.

Ma Yuan found a sheltered, towering cliff and used a giant rock there as a temporary cave dwelling.

The terrifying power of Pangu in this place has reached an astonishing level.

For ordinary Golden Immortals, let alone cultivating here, even gaining a foothold would be extremely difficult.

However, for Ma Yuan at this moment, this place was nothing less than an unparalleled holy ground for body refinement.

He did not rush to search for the ethereal innate gourd vine, nor did he scatter his divine sense to explore the secrets surrounding the sacred mountain.

From the moment I set foot on Mount Buzhou.

He then understood.

The greatest opportunity of this trip is not a particular magical treasure.

Rather, it is Mount Buzhou itself!
It is the Taoist spirit of Pangu that is imprinted on every inch of the mountain and permeates every wisp of the wind!

This is the most precious legacy that the great god Pangu left to this world.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Wu tribe was able to dominate the prehistoric land.

The hundreds of years that had previously lingered at the foot of the mountain.

Ma Yuanyuan observed the Wu Clan's body-refining techniques from afar, and felt the oppressive power of Pangu up close.

I have gained a preliminary understanding of the Great Way of Power.

Now, standing on the mountainside of this sacred mountain, the enlightenment originating from the source of the Great Dao surged into his heart a hundred times clearer, like a flood bursting its banks.

He sat cross-legged, completely releasing all defenses against his own body.

He allowed the terrifying pressure, enough to crush divine iron, to come down on him from all directions like an ancient divine mountain.

"boom--!"

His body, at this moment, let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

Every inch of flesh and blood, every bone, was under this extreme pressure.

Repeatedly crushed, broken, and reassembled!
Pain surged like a tidal wave, assaulting his very being.

But Ma Yuan's mind was clear and still, like a calm well.

He immersed himself entirely in comprehending the essence of Pangu Taoism.

In his perception, Mount Buzhou no longer seemed to be an inanimate object.

Instead, it is a colossal creature, breathing slowly and possessing life.

Every breath resonates with the rhythm of the laws of heaven and earth.

Every heartbeat subtly embodies the profound truth that the greatest truths are the simplest.

He seemed to see it in the chaos.

A towering giant, wielding a giant axe, displaying unparalleled heroism in creating the primordial chaos.

He seemed to hear the profound Dao sounds of the initial formation of earth, water, fire, and wind, and the interweaving and evolution of countless laws.

These insights, like the purest nourishment, continuously nurtured the foundation of his newly established Daoist practice.

Under the oppressive power of Pangu, which originated from the same source, the innate essence of Wutu within his body became increasingly thick and solid, as if it had truly transformed into a primordial land capable of bearing all things.

The forces of water and fire, on this increasingly stable land, have formed a more perfect and harmonious cycle.

Water is resilient, fire is violent, and earth is substantial.

The three forces within him achieved an unprecedented harmony and balance.

Time flies by.

For Ma Yuan, who was immersed in enlightenment, time was the most meaningless measure.

When he slowly awoke once again from that deep state of complete absorption in meditation, where he had forgotten himself and the world around him.

The sea of ​​clouds outside the cave has churned and rolled through countless sunrises and sunsets.

In the blink of an eye, two thousand years have passed.

Ma Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and a divine light containing the colors of water, fire, and earth flashed from his eyes!
"Late stage of Golden Immortal."

He muttered to himself in a flat voice.

After two thousand years of arduous cultivation, and with the help of the supreme pressure of Mount Buzhou.

He not only honed his Three Powers Dao Body to an unbelievable level.

His cultivation level broke through the bottleneck naturally.

He finally reached the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm!
"This trip to Buzhou Mountain has been more than enough."

Ma Yuanzhang stood up, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

He was not blinded by the impending breakthrough; on the contrary, he became even calmer.

He knew that his foundation had been solidified far too much over the past two thousand years.

At this moment, what is lacking is no longer the accumulation of magical power.

Rather, it was an opportunity for him to achieve clarity of thought and fulfillment of his Daoist aspirations.

When one's Dao heart has become even more refined.

The Taiyi Dao Fruit, which condenses the five elements within the chest, is nothing more than something that can be picked at will.

Continuing to sit here in vain is pointless.

Over the next few centuries, Ma Yuan did not rush to leave. He left the temporary cave where he had been in seclusion for two thousand years and began to wander leisurely on the vast mountainside of Buzhou Mountain.

With his current powerful physical body, comparable to a primordial spiritual treasure, and perfect cultivation, he has achieved great success.

The oppressive aura of Pangu in this place was insignificant to him.

It is no longer an obstacle that makes progress impossible.

He was like a true hermit in the mountains.

Strolling leisurely among the sea of ​​clouds, along the edge of the cliff.

Mount Buzhou truly lives up to its reputation as the transformation of Pangu's spine.

Even in this mountainside area where spiritual energy is relatively scarce, there are still many rare and precious natural treasures.

Over the centuries, he has collected many rare and precious medicinal herbs and spiritual roots.

Although most of them are not of very high grade, they are far from being comparable to those top-tier innate spiritual roots.

However, its advantage lies in its wide variety and long history.

This is enough to enrich the foundation of his Skull Mountain Dojo.

On this day, Ma Yuan carefully transplanted a top-grade Acquired Dragon Blood Treasure Ginseng that had grown for 100,000 years into his leopard skin pouch.

He looked up at the still unfathomable mountain peak, and then at the road he had come from.

"Our karmic connection has come to an end; it's time to depart."

He made a decision in his mind.

The gains from this trip have far exceeded expectations.

One should not be too greedy.

Knowing how to be content is the way to longevity.

However, just as he discerned the direction and prepared to ride the escape light to leave the Buzhou Mountain that had been entrenched for nearly three thousand years.

Suddenly, his figure stopped abruptly in mid-air!
A sudden, unannounced yet incredibly clear tremor arose from the deepest part of his soul!
The feeling was mysterious and wonderful.

It was as if, in the darkness, a thread closely connected to his own karma was gently plucked at this moment!
Ma Yuan's gaze instantly became incredibly profound.

His massive, dark blue hand, imbued with the principles of cause and effect, vanished silently behind his head.

"This is... a sign of a great opportunity!"

He was deeply shocked and immediately abandoned all thoughts of leaving.

He closed his eyes and stopped seeing with his naked eyes.

Instead, he devoted all his attention to sensing the mysterious threads of cause and effect.

In his causal perspective.

A faint, elusive thread of destiny was pointing towards a seemingly ordinary cliff not far away, shrouded in chaotic energy!

That's where the opportunity lies!
Although Ma Yuan's heart was in turmoil, he remained extremely cautious in his actions.

He concealed his aura to the extreme, like a falling leaf, silently following the guidance of the causal line, slowly drifting towards the cliff.

Finally, he stopped before a massive mountain wall obscured by a natural illusion array and chaotic air currents.

If there were no cause and effect to guide it.

Even if a Great Immortal were to personally arrive.

It is probably impossible to find this place.

Ma Yuan took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and concentrated his understanding of the Dao of Cause and Effect at his fingertips.

Carefully, I gently tapped towards that invisible barrier.

"Boom——"

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a soft sound like a bubble bursting.

That natural barrier had silently opened a narrow passage for him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ma Yuan stepped inside.

The scene before my eyes has changed dramatically.

It is no longer that rugged cliff with its fierce winds.

Instead, it is a vibrant, independent little world, like a paradise on earth.

As far as the eye could see, there was an abundance of primordial spiritual energy so dense it seemed to materialize, which condensed into colorful clouds in the air.

Above the ground, a pool of crystal-clear water radiates a soft glow of the sun, moon, and stars—it is the sacred healing product, the Three Lights Divine Water!

Beside the pool, there was a patch of soil radiating a nine-colored glow.

This even made Ma Yuan's breath catch in his throat!
Nine days of rest!

However, both the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Breath Soil became mere embellishments at this moment.

Because it's right in the center of this little world.

A vine, entirely verdant and seemingly carved from the finest jade, is rooted in the Heavenly Soil, bathed in the nourishment of the Three Lights Divine Water, stretching out its branches and leaves.

Seven tiny gourds, each a different color and the size of a fist, still in the process of growing, hang quietly on the vine.

Each gourd exudes a completely different, yet equally perfect, innate Daoist charm!

Innate gourd vine!
(End of this chapter)