Sunlight pierced through the misty haze of Yingzhou Island, scattering across the crystal-clear Lapis Lazuli Tiles of the Chuyuan Palace, refracting countless colorful rays.
Gui Ling, Wudang, Four Unlike stood alone on the jade steps in front of the palace, their minds reeling, still in a dream.
The scene before them far exceeded the limits of their meager imagination—spiritual springs gushed forth like jade dragons, rare flowers and herbs exhaled rosy light, and an Ultimate Innate Spiritual Root, was rooted in the core of the spiritual vein, breathing in and out chaotic primordial energy that made even the divine soul tremble.
"Teacher... this... this is your Dao Field?"
The Qilin's voice trembled. Its instincts Four Unlike Qilin bloodline made it sense the terrifying power contained in this place, which was more than a hundred times stronger than the withered Qilin Ancestral Land!
Even though he had already Transformation, he felt completely helpless at this moment.
Qing Huan chuckled and flicked his forehead lightly with her finger:
"Look at you, so easily intimidated by just one island?"
I still have two such Dao Field.
"Once you have successfully Transformation, you can choose for yourselves. This Yingzhou Island yours will not tolerate your noisy brats."
His words were casual, but a knowing glint flashed in his eyes.
When he first discovered this island, wasn't he just as awestruck?
Before the words were finished, two dazzling streams of light tore through the clouds and arrived in an instant, landing in front of the steps and transforming into two handsome Daoists, namely Kong Xuan and Winged Immortal.
The two bowed deeply, their voices clear and melodious. "Disciple Kong Xuan (Winged Immortal) respectfully welcomes Master's return to the island!"
"Okay, get up."
Qing Huan nodded, and with a glance, introduced the two parties.
"This is my newly accepted disciple."
This child is named Four Unlike, a direct descendant of the Qilin. Kong Xuan, Winged Immortal, from now on you are fellow disciples."
Kong Xuan and Winged Immortal's gazes instantly fixed on the Four Unlike.
Qilin! The Phoenix Tribe's mortal enemy!
In an instant, golden light surged from their eyes, and their fierce aura almost burst forth, causing the surrounding spiritual mist to momentarily freeze.
The Four Unlike was also tense, its true power of the Qilin was faintly visible, and its body was surrounded by a protective divine light of earthy yellow.
An atmosphere of grim determination permeated the air.
Qing Huan's gaze swept calmly across them, his voice not loud, yet like a resounding bell, striking straight to the heart:
"In the past, when the Three Clans vied for supremacy and the Dragon-Han Calamity, was there ever a true winner?"
They were all abandoned by the Great Dao, burdened with boundless karma, and their story ended in sorrow.
The fact that you three are free from such overwhelming karmic burdens is already an immense blessing.
The Blood Sea of the previous generation should not become the shackles of your generation.
The true path lies in camaraderie among fellow disciples, mutual support and assistance.
Each word struck like a hammer blow to the minds of the three.
The ferocity in Kong Xuan and Winged Immortal's eyes slowly faded, and their tense expressions gradually eased. However, their gazes toward the Four Unlike remained scrutinizing and complex.
The Four Unlike also restrained its hostility, but its vigilance remained.
"Alright."
With a gentle flick of his Qing Huan robe sleeves, an invisible Daoist aura spread out, completely smoothing out the last trace of tension.
"Let go of your resentment! From this day forward, the three of you must be of one mind and one heart, helping and supporting each other. You must never look down on or hate each other because of your origins, and you must never fight among your fellow disciples! This is our sect's ironclad rule. Do you remember it?"
"Your disciple will humbly obey your instructions, Master!"
The three men stood firm, spoke in unison, and without further hesitation.
"Gui Ling, my third disciple."
"Wudang, your youngest junior sister."
Kong Xuan and Winged Immortal then faced Gui Ling and Wudang, and performed the etiquette of equals:
"I, Kong Xuan, am from the Phoenix Tribe."
"My Daoist name Winged Immortal, and I belong to the Phoenix Tribe. I greet Gui Ling Sister Guiling and Junior Sister Wudang."
Gui Ling and Wudang hurriedly returned the greeting, but their hearts were in turmoil.
The teacher actually accepted disciples from both the Phoenix Tribe and the Qilin Clan at the same time?
The immeasurable Karma entanglement between the two races... The thought had just arisen when it was suppressed by Qing Huan's unfathomable aura. He felt that his teacher had his own profound meaning.
"Follow me into the palace."
Qing Huan said no more, and lightly spread his sleeves.
Everyone felt a shimmering light before their eyes, as if time and space were being folded by an invisible hand. With one step, they found themselves inside the main hall of the Chuyuan Palace.
The scene inside the hall was even more astonishing!
The rich Innate Spiritual Qi was no longer mist, but had condensed into liquid spiritual dew, dripping from the Daoist runes that hung down like a galaxy from the dome.
Even more horrifying is that the flow of time is clearly distorted here.
"This... this time..."
The three —the Four Unlike, the Gui Ling, Wudang— were completely speechless, feeling as if several months had passed in the outside world in the blink of an eye!
Seeing this, Kong Xuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of pride and satisfaction.
"Junior brothers and sisters, do not be surprised. Apart from the Dao Field of the Dao Ancestor in the Purple Cloud Palace, there is no place in the entire Primordial Wilderness that can match our master's Daoist temple."
The spiritual energy transforms into dew, nourishing all things; one day outside Sun Wheel within the palace.
It is an extraordinary destiny for you all to become disciples of the Master, and your attainment of the Great Dao is no illusion!
The Innate Eight Trigrams Great Dao created by the Master on the Solar Star has long shaken the Primordial Wilderness and is revered by all living beings.
Kong Xuan stood ramrod straight, his pride almost leaping from his eyebrows.
Qing Huan glanced at him, a helpless smile flashing in her eyes, and shook her head slightly:
"Stop the noise. Calm down, concentrate. Your teacher is about to expound the Great Dao. Carefully contemplate it. If you have any questions, ask immediately."
Everyone tensed up and quickly found their own cushions to sit cross-legged, focusing their attention on their noses and minds, clearing their minds of distractions, and adjusting themselves to their optimal state.
Qing Huan sat upright on the cloud bed, his body radiating Daoist energy. His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to have resounded since the Primordial Chaos, clearly penetrating the depths of each disciple's soul:
"Your cultivation levels are varying, so today I will begin with the shallow and gradually deepen your understanding, starting from the Earth Immortal realm and progressing to the Great Luo, to resolve your doubts."
"The foundation of becoming an Earth Immortal lies in returning to one's original, simple nature, and emulating the breath of the primordial chaos."
As the voice faded, the vital energy within the hall pulsed, as if an invisible vortex was forming.
"Swallowing nine strands of purple aura from the rising sun in the east,"
Nine beams of purple-gold light, visible to the naked eye, pierced through the palace roof and entered the tops of the disciples' heads.
"Refining mortal bones and impure embryos into immaculate jade marrow;"
-- The disciples felt a warm current surging deep within their bones, impurities burning away, and their bones faintly revealing a warm, jade-like luster.
"Draw the fierce energy of the Big Dipper's Breaking Army into the hundred meridians."
-- The phantom image of seven cold stars lit up the dome of the main hall, and the chilling and sharp star energy was like needles piercing through the body.
"Forged from iron sinews and mortal bones, an immortal dragon's spine is formed." -- Sinews and bones resonate in unison, and blood and qi surge like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger.
"If the physical body is not stable, then the spirit has no place to rest."
Qing Huan's words, like a hammer blow, were imprinted on everyone's minds. "Only by traversing the Three Mountains and Five Peaks as if walking on flat ground can one prove the initial formation of the Earth Immortal Dao Body!"
"To break free from these shackles, one must look inward and sever the three evil thoughts and delusions within the mind."
As the sermon concluded, the Daoist atmosphere within the hall suddenly became sharp and somber.
"Sever greed, ignorance, and delusion!" -- Instantly, countless illusions flooded the minds of the disciples: treasures, elixirs, supreme cultivation techniques, and the ambition to dominate the Primordial Wilderness...
Immediately...
A scorching karmic fire, originating from the depths of one's soul, suddenly ignited, burning away these desires and distracting thoughts, forging the soul into a purer and more refined form.
"The fires of mortal life forge the true soul."
-- The raging flames cast flickering light on everyone's faces.
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