On the hilltop.
Qin Shou opened his eyes.
Excitedly, he jumped up and ran around the small courtyard on the hilltop several times.
The Three Pure Ones... Taoist arts!
I vividly remember seeing a ball of light the size of a fist when I first entered the Daoist Canon space. I never expected that after searching for it for a thousand years, it would reappear before my eyes on its own.
That 'little fairy' must be furious!
"fate! "
"What a coincidence!"
Qin Shou shouted, never expecting that he would actually witness the legendary supreme Taoist technique, One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.
"Try to figure it out first."
Qin Shou quickly composed himself and eagerly entered a state of cultivation.
One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones, using the Lingtai (spiritual platform) as the 'realm', cultivating the three supreme deities of Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing, who reside in the upper, middle, and lower dantian of the Lingtai realm.
Such methods can be called defying the will of Heaven.
Just imagine, if you become a Celestial Emperor someday and another Celestial Emperor tries to kill you, you can just use the "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones" technique to surround and attack him. Wouldn't he be incredibly happy?
This period of enlightenment lasted sixty years. In the warm spring season, Qin Beast opened his eyes, exited the cultivation realm, took a deep breath, and his aura traveled thousands of miles away. This was a great fortune for all living beings in the Great Wilderness, after all, it was immortal energy, haha.
"Damn, as expected of the supreme bug in the Daoist sect, truly awesome!"
"Even with my full comprehension, I haven't been able to conjure a deity in sixty years. I'm afraid even if a Celestial Emperor were to personally descend, it wouldn't be so easy for me to succeed in cultivating this skill in a short time."
"But it's understandable. If it were that easy to master, it wouldn't deserve to be called the supreme method of Taoism."
Having figured all this out, Qin Shou stopped worrying. Now that he was an immortal, as long as he didn't ascend, no one could kill him. Moreover, the lower realm had immortal energy, chaotic energy, and immortal crystals for him to cultivate with. He had plenty of time to slowly comprehend it. If sixty years wasn't enough, he'd try six hundred. If six hundred years wasn't enough, he'd try six thousand. If six thousand years still wasn't enough, he'd just curse them as idiots...
"Speaking of which, how many immortal crystals do I have now?"
Qin Shou scanned his system space with his divine sense. It had been about 180 years since he entered the path of immortality and obtained his first immortal crystal.
"Hiss~! Over two billion immortal crystals!"
"Damn! Is this what it feels like to be rich?!"
Qin Shou wiped his drool and tossed a piece of immortal crystal into the spirit pool to purify the spiritual energy.
"Time is money!"
Qin Shou sighed, dug out a jar of spirit wine from under the peach tree, and planned to drink a couple of sips to celebrate.
"Given the current limited resources, we cannot yet brew the celestial wine, which is somewhat regrettable."
Qin Shou poured himself a cup of 800-year-old spirit wine, drank it down, smacked his lips, clicked his tongue, and at the same time looked up at the peach tree that was gradually becoming lush and leafy, and sighed.
"Alas... the Five Elements Spiritual Soil couldn't ripen this Celestial Tree; otherwise, it would have borne fruit long ago. In the end, I was just naively clinging to that sliver of illusion..."
With a flick of his sleeve, Qin Shou unleashed the five-colored soil beneath the tree, which poured into the spirit garden like a colorful dregs of sand. Qin Shou then buried layers of immortal crystals beneath it, and subsequently buried many more immortal crystals in the spirit field behind the mountain.
In the endless, chaotic bamboo forest, Qin Beast also cultivated a field. This place was carefully protected and protected by multiple arrays, because it was planted with some immortal medicine seeds. There were several hundred of them scattered around. Some of them had been nurtured for two hundred years and had begun to sprout. However, it would probably take an extremely long time for the immortal medicines to mature.
Qin Shou often fantasized that one day, the entire mountain might be covered with immortal herbs, and he could use them to refine pills to preserve the lives of everyone he wanted to keep.
"The world is always beautiful..."
Qin Shou murmured to himself.
Through the slits in his eyes, he stared blankly at the blazing sun in the sky.
The immortal... perhaps he's drunk...
On that day, in his drunken dream, he saw that snowy day from that year, the devout young man wearing tattered straw sandals, leading an old ox, trekking through mountains and rivers to reach the foot of the mountain.
His eyes held all the clarity of the world, and a yearning for immortality...
Dusk is approaching.
The setting sun painted the evening glow.
The immortal did not wake up.
The wind chimes under the eaves tinkled, as if lamenting that he had missed his favorite view, for it was an old friend who had come from his dream, as if beckoning to him.
But he remained asleep, unwilling to lift his eyes.
The wind brushed past the glistening tears at the corners of my eyes, carrying with it the snow-like longing, as if it had enveloped the entire mountain in the magnificent sunset.
"Meow~"
A soft meow sounded.
Qin Shou awoke after an unknown number of days of slumber.
When he opened his eyes, the mountaintop was bathed in the glow of dusk, and there was a blazing haze of light, more radiant than ever before, which illuminated the face of the Qin beast.
"Haa~~Yawn~~"
Qin Shou stood up and stretched, feeling refreshed as a gentle breeze caressed his face.
"Meow~"
The plump orange on the peach tree leaped and pounced into Qin's arms.
"What a kind person! I'm out of pills, please give me some!"
Relying on the warmth and pampering, this awakened Netherworld White Tiger also started to live off the kindness of others on the mountaintop.
"OK. "
Qin Shou was quite accommodating to this little tiger, after all, he was willing to stand in front of Wen Qing and die back then.
Splash—
With a flick of his sleeve, Qin Shou conjured dozens of bottles of high-grade pills in front of the Golden Tiger.
"Meow—"
The Netherworld White Tiger immediately expressed its dissatisfaction.
"Why is it that the chubby little girl is kept in a large vat, while I'm just a bottle? I refuse to accept this!"
"You're not satisfied? Why don't you go talk to Yi Cheng?"
"Meow~, never mind, bottles are fine too, they're small and kind of cute."
The Netherworld White Tiger happily put away the pills, jumped off the Qin Beast's embrace, and strode away proudly on its short legs.
Qin Beast: ...So realistic! They don't even let you masturbate anymore...
"Hmm... Little Fatty Black Rabbit is still on the mountain, isn't he?"
Rumble!
In Lotus Paradise, a large black rabbit lifted a mountain and carried it on its back as it raced about. Little Fatty sat atop that moving mountain, eating grapes and raising his little fist, shouting, "Go Black Rabbit! Go Black Rabbit! Black Rabbit, carry two more, and we'll have a hundred today!"
Qin Shou's divine sense floated above the Lotus Blessed Land, somewhat surprised.
He never imagined that this rabbit would be so diligent in its cultivation...
Looking at the bulging muscles on his arms, if he continued training like this… a picture suddenly flashed in Qin Shou's mind: a terrifying rabbit, tens of thousands of feet tall, with rainbow-colored eyes and muscles bulging like battle fortresses, pounding its chest and roaring wildly in the world… and then comparing it to the silly rabbit from before who only knew how to steal food all day long, with big eyes and a round little belly…
"Hiss~, that firm meat must smell delicious~"
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