blenderwars Chapter 223 Three Purities Past! Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra! (5800 Words)
Chapter 223 Three Purities Past! Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra! (5800 Words)
Chapter 223: The Past! Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra! (5800 words)
There was once a great man who said,
"A person cannot step into the same river twice."
Wang Xiu never expected that he would encounter the same embarrassing situation twice in one day.
As the esteemed First Seat of Spirit Turtle Peak, he was actually kicked out of the Three Purities group chat at some unknown time.
Who should he reason with?
Luo Binglan had been lying in the coffin for so many years, and her reaction was a bit slow, but only a bit.
In the end, she realized something.
The coffin lid trembled with a "dingling clang" and she wanted to come out and talk to Zhuo Canglang.
"Master, please don't move, I'll... I can handle it!" Wang Xiu quickly sat on the coffin board and pressed her down.
He looked at Luo Binglan's coffin, then glanced at the large pit.
After thinking about it, he decided to bury Luo Binglan again.
There was still some time before the ceremony for the ascension of the Saint Child, so it wouldn't be good to leave her here, exposed to wind and rain.
Most importantly, it didn't look good like this.
At first glance, it looked like the tomb had been robbed.
And recently, there had been a lot of activity on Spirit Turtle Peak.
If any of the junior sisters with a poor sense of direction happened to wander here and got scared, and news of Spirit Turtle Peak being haunted spread, it wouldn't be good.
The hard-earned popularity would easily dissipate.
After burying the coffin, adding soil, and compacting it, he erected a new tombstone.
He also planted some good-looking spirit herbs and spirit medicine on Luo Binglan's grave.
In an instant, it became colorful here, with misty aura and rich spiritual energy, like a tide.
This empty space became extremely dazzling.
The lonely grave that looked a bit eerie suddenly became eye-catching, radiating brilliance.
If Qin Guangling were to come here and play a tune, inviting three or five friends, it would probably be suitable for dancing.
...
After settling Luo Binglan, Wang Xiu returned to his own courtyard.
He closed his eyes and sat in meditation.
He organized what he had gained during these days.
He consolidated his cultivation.
This trip to the Holy Academy, apart from the several Apex Level inheritances that the system had exploded for him, he had also gained a lot in the Holy Realm.
A large number of spirit medicine, precious pills, and mineral materials, various rare treasures.
Various treasures, Law Treasures, and Void Stones.
Each one was invaluable.
Of course, these were all external things. For Wang Xiu, the most important gains were the ancient dragon scale and the page of the divine book obtained from the divine and demonic mural.
The ancient dragon scale still hung around Wang Xiu's neck, having once blocked a Saint's attack and becoming dim.
In these days, it gradually regained its brilliance, with hidden spiritual patterns, once again displaying its formidable power.
That ancient dragon had a mysterious origin and powerful strength.
Having fallen for countless years, its corpse still possessed a terrifying aura.
Wang Xiu had always regretted that the ancient dragon did not leave behind a complete remnant soul, only a trace of broken spirituality, making it difficult to understand some secrets of the ancient era.
"There should be other mysteries in this dragon scale, but I have yet to comprehend them!" Wang Xiu played with the dragon scale, feeling its coolness in his hand, emitting a faint glow, like breathing.
Currently, Wang Xiu already knew that the runes recorded on the dragon scale contained the [Flame of the Candle] Divine Ability.
He had only comprehended a part of it.
Its power was terrifying enough to make even an Astral Projection stage Almighty retreat and not dare to resist head-on.
If he were to cultivate to perfection in the future...
Perhaps there was a possibility of condensing the legendary Candle Dragon Divine Fire, burning the heavens and boiling the seas, incinerating everything.
Then there was the divine book, which had an even greater background. It consisted of 108 golden scriptures.
Each scripture seemed to represent a path of Divine Ability, not Divine Ability itself, but rather primitive, as if containing the true meaning of the Great Dao.
It could enhance all spells and Divine Abilities, doubling their power.
Wang Xiu's comprehension of these scriptures deepened his understanding of runes and the Great Dao, constantly accumulating his foundation.
Even when Wang Xiu combined these insights with his already perfected Law Manifestations, they often produced a complementary feeling, extraordinarily profound.
Wang Xiu was immersed in this state, unable to extricate himself, continuing to maintain his comprehension.
Currently, the surface of the South State seemed calm, but in reality, hidden currents were surging. The next major battle could erupt at any time, so quickly improving his strength was the way to go.
A few days later, Wang Xiu's communication token trembled.
Zhuo Canglang sent a message, asking Wang Xiu to go to Dragon Head Peak, saying that there was something very important to discuss with him.
Soon, he arrived at Dragon Head Peak.
Zhuo Canglang stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a tattered daoist robe, overlooking the sea of clouds, appearing both ethereal and not completely detached.
"Pay respects to Master Senior Brother!" Wang Xiu bowed.
"You're here? Follow me!" Zhuo Canglang's mood didn't seem to be very high. After saying that, he lightly tapped his toes and jumped straight down the cliff, plunging into the sea of clouds.
Wang Xiu was slightly surprised but quickly followed.
The sea of clouds rose rapidly.
The scenery on both sides quickly blurs.
Wang Xiu felt that the speed at which he was falling was not normal. Below, there seemed to be an invisible abyss, releasing a terrifying suction force.
The light around quickly dimmed.
The space here became dark and murky, filled with a chaotic mist that blocked the senses.
Even though it was clearly daytime, it felt like deep night.
After a long time, he finally reached the bottom.
The ground beneath his feet was soft and muddy, and a path meandered forward, disappearing into the dark mountains.
As he approached, a bone-chilling coldness surged up in his heart.
It was hair-raising.
The wind howled, faintly mixed with cries of sadness and screams of agony.
This place seemed like an ancient forbidden land, as if unimaginable creatures had suffered torment and even died here.
To think that there was such a place at the bottom of Dragon Head Peak.
It was astonishing!
Wang Xiu looked to the sides and saw dark spaces, each containing a universe. The space twisted, resembling neatly arranged small worlds, filled with various enormous instruments of torture, engraved with runes.
It was clear that these were not meant for humans to use!
The smell of blood here was extremely strong, enduring through countless ages, permeating the world with a chilling resentment.
Countless creatures had suffered here.
But there was one notable characteristic: this place seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. Everything was incredibly old, as if it hadn't been repaired for thousands of years.
"This is the Nine Nether Prison! It was once used to suppress Great Monsters, Demon Race lords, and even Demon Emperors..." Zhuo Canglang spoke up, taking the initiative to introduce it to Wang Xiu.
"So this is the Nine Nether Prison?" Wang Xiu exclaimed.
This name was not unfamiliar. It was famous throughout the entire cultivation world of the South State.
On the land of the South State, there were several forbidden areas that even cultivators with astonishing cultivation levels dared not step into. It was rumored that even gods and demons would meet their doom if they entered.
Most of them were hidden in the depths of the desolate mountains, difficult for ordinary people to find.
The Nine Nether Prison was the only exception. During the heyday of the Three Purities Immortal Gate, it held the highest authority in the righteous path, with countless immortals paying homage. It was truly the uncrowned king.
It was the place where the major Immortal Gates couldn't kill the monsters or slay the demons.
When the Three Purities came to kill, the Three Purities came to slay!
There were also many traitors who held high positions and had strong power, but chose to betray the human race and collude with the Demon Race, causing terrifying disasters.
Among them were figures at the level of deputy sect masters of the Immortal Sects, arrogant and difficult to capture, causing headaches for the Immortal Alliance.
But when the Three Purities Immortal Gate takes action, no matter who it is, no one can escape, they will all be captured, either killed on the spot or... imprisoned and suppressed.
Those imprisoned in the Nine Nether Prison are all extremely wicked and powerful individuals.
They cannot be easily eliminated by ordinary means.
But once they enter the Nine Nether Prison, there is basically no possibility of getting out.
In those years, just the mention of the Nine Nether Prison was enough to make countless Demon Race cultivators tremble in fear.
This place has once suppressed formidable enemies.
Even in that battle, when the Demon Race retaliated against the Three Purities Immortal Gate, 360 branches were reduced to only 36, and countless elite members were killed or injured, almost leading to the extermination of the sect.
There has never been news of the Nine Nether Prison being breached.
However... since then, the Nine Nether Prison seems to have disappeared, and no one has mentioned it again.
Some speculate that the Nine Nether Prison is a Grotto-Heaven world, like the other Grotto-Heavens of the Three Purities Immortal Gate, and it was destroyed in that battle.
Unexpectedly, it is still here!
And it is right below the main peak of the Three Purities, Dragon Head Peak!
Upon arriving here, Zhuo Canglang spoke less, his face filled with solemnity.
Even the two crows on his shoulders were unusually quiet.
The two of them continued to delve deeper.
Finally, they arrived at a passage.
Here, twelve skeletal remains were neatly arranged, emitting a faint golden light. The light was not strong, but extremely stubborn, concealing the surrounding void.
Those skeletal remains were thin and weak, but gave off an immense feeling of grandeur.
Even after countless years of death, they still possessed great power, filled with divinity, like immortal bones.
In the sky, strands of divine light poured down, as if countless stars were sprinkling silver brilliance, like silver raindrops flowing into the entire Nine Nether Prison.
"Plunk!"
Without hesitation, Zhuo Canglang immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
Seeing this, Wang Xiu also didn't hesitate and followed suit.
After three loud knocks, Zhuo Canglang slowly explained, "When the Demon Race invaded, our Three Purities Immortal Gate had twelve Earth Immortal ancestors. In order to prevent the Nine Nether Prison from being breached and the Great Monsters and evil demons imprisoned within from reappearing in the world... they willingly sacrificed themselves, burning their own immortal power to completely eliminate all the monsters and demons! And they left behind their bones to guard this place for a thousand years, continuously purifying the Monster Qi and demonic energy in the Nine Nether Prison. The price is... never being reincarnated!"
Those imprisoned in the Nine Nether Prison back then were not easy opponents.
Almost all of them were at the Transcending Tribulation Stage or higher. Whether they were from the Monster Race, Demon Race, or traitorous humans, those below this realm... simply did not have the qualifications to be imprisoned in the Nine Nether Prison.
There was no need for it.
They could be directly eliminated!
Only beings comparable to Earth Immortals, with formidable methods and difficult to kill, can lose one life and still have several more...
Even if the physical body is truly destroyed, the soul is still a great trouble.
One careless move and they can come back again.
Even if the soul is erased, the remaining Monster Qi, demonic energy, and resentment, even if leaked even a tiny bit, is enough to cause unimaginable terror to ordinary cultivators.
Either they bewitch the mind or they are controlled by demonic nature...
In any case, they are extremely troublesome.
These twelve Earth Immortal ancestors of the Three Purities Immortal Gate can almost be said to have exchanged their lives, using their lifelong cultivation to forcibly leave behind the demons and monsters in the Nine Nether Purgatory, preventing them from causing havoc in the mortal realm.
And at the cost of giving up their own reincarnation, they suppress them for eternity.
Looking at the twelve Earth Immortal bones emitting a faint golden light, Wang Xiu's heart was heavy, filled with mixed feelings.
He bowed respectfully to the twelve bones once again.
Zhuo Canglang watched silently, neither stopping nor speaking.
Then, he led Wang Xiu and walked deeper, passing by these bones.
The path ahead suddenly became clear.
There were beautiful trees, various plants, small bridges and flowing water, covered by clouds and mist, creating a pleasant scenery.
A small hill came into view.
The scenery was much better than in the Nine Nether Purgatory, but for some reason, when they arrived here, a sense of inexplicable awe arose in Wang Xiu's heart.
"What place is this?" Wang Xiu asked.
"The Hidden Vein!" Zhuo Canglang said, "In our Three Purities Immortal Gate, any cultivator who is nearing the end of their lifespan and has no hope of breaking through will come to this place and wait for their final days!"
Wang Xiu was surprised and finally understood what these hills were.
So they were burial mounds!
"I promised to give you a reward!" Zhuo Canglang said.
Wang Xiu was taken aback and didn't say anything. It was clear that what he saw today was the biggest secret of the Three Purities Immortal Gate.
He understood that he would know everything he needed to know today.
Finally, they arrived at a valley.
The valley entrance was sealed by ice and snow, completely airtight.
The temperature dropped sharply, sending a bone-chilling cold.
"Grand Ancestor! I have brought someone!" Zhuo Canglang bowed respectfully towards the valley, showing great reverence.
Rustling!
There was no sound in the valley, as if the ice and snow had a spirit, making way for a path.
"You can go in by yourself. Grand Ancestor has a cold temperament and doesn't like crowds."
"Alright!" Wang Xiu took a deep breath and entered the valley through the entrance. The vines behind him sealed the passage once again.
The passage was neither long nor short, as if the mountain had been hollowed out.
There were marshes on both sides.
It was dark all around, but not pitch black.
Wang Xiu walked straight ahead and finally arrived at a small courtyard. It was ancient and simple, with wild flowers everywhere, nothing extraordinary.
The snowstorm seemed to be constant, but the water surface was not frozen.
It was quite magical.
"I, Wang Xiu, pay my respects to the Ancestor!" From a distance, Wang Xiu bowed towards the courtyard.
Rustling!
The water surface moved, and an ice coffin slowly emerged from the water. The bone-chilling coldness between heaven and earth became even more intense, and the snowstorm seemed to turn into waves, crashing onto Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu stood firm, still standing straight.
The snow and wind clung to Wang Xiu's body, as if they had a spirit, constantly moving around, giving Wang Xiu the feeling of an invisible hand.
"It is indeed a twelve-colored Nascent Soul. Little Zhuo didn't deceive me!"
A voice came from the ice coffin, like a woman's voice, lingering between heaven and earth, ethereal and integrated with the snowstorm, as if it was the embodiment of this world.
"Our Three Purities has experienced great calamities and declined several times. I never expected to have such a person again. It seems to be the will of heaven. Heaven will not let our Three Purities perish!" A sigh came from the ice coffin.
Suddenly, the lid of the coffin moved.
The snow and wind gathered in one place, and stars fell from the sky. A figure slowly walked out of the snowstorm.
White hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching the waist.
A slender waist, skin fairer than snow, shining brightly. Especially those long and straight jade legs, like ice sculptures, unforgettable.
Wang Xiu dared to bet that these were the most perfect legs he had ever seen.
No doubt about it!
Unexpectedly, this dying ancestor of the Three Purities was actually an unparalleled beauty!
Wang Xiu was somewhat surprised, but quickly understood.
For cultivators to maintain their appearance and youthfulness, it was simple, the question was whether they wanted to or not.
Generally speaking, male cultivators didn't care about this.
The older they were, the more they looked like immortal beings, while when they were young, they looked somewhat unsightly, not like anything special.
But for female cultivators, no matter how old they were, they always looked the youngest and most beautiful.
That's why people often say that there are no ugly women in cultivation.
And there are no old witches!
Even those Demon Dao demonesses are all stunning beauties.
"Greetings, senior!" Wang Xiu's determination was evident as he quickly dismissed any distractions and bowed once again.
"Oh, such a handsome young man! If that's the case, I can entrust everything to you, and I would be more accepting of it..." Snow Ancestor sized up Wang Xiu, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth, revealing his charm.
Wang Xiu's mouth twitched.
Didn't the Sect Master say that this ancestor had a cold personality?
Cold my foot!
"Senior... please don't joke around!" Wang Xiu forced a bitter smile. Deep down, he still held great respect for this Almighty who had lived for countless years.
"Who said I was joking? Didn't Xiao Zhuo explain it clearly to you?" Snow Ancestor's voice was clear and pleasant to the ears.
"He didn't! Senior Martial Uncle only said that I would understand everything once I entered..." Wang Xiu replied truthfully.
"Hmm, this Xiao Zhuo, always so lazy! I'm almost in my grave, and he still won't spare me any trouble..." Snow Ancestor rubbed his forehead, seemingly experiencing a great headache.
Then, he flicked his finger, and the ice coffin suddenly landed between the two of them.
Snow Ancestor took the lead and sat on it, then patted the other side. "Come on, while we still have time, sit down and chat!"
Wang Xiu: "...Isn't this inappropriate?"
Snow Ancestor said, "I don't care, why do you? Don't worry, I'm not dead yet, there's nothing ominous about it..."
Wang Xiu coughed twice and sat down next to Snow Ancestor.
As soon as he sat down, he took in a sharp breath of cold air.
Fortunately, his physical body was strong, an ordinary person wouldn't be able to endure it!
Wow, it's so cold!
"Young man, you have a strong yang energy... being young means having a good body!" Snow Ancestor's mouth curled up slightly, implying something.
"It's alright."
"I heard that you're very outstanding. At such a young age, you've killed many Demon Race members and even disrupted the world rules of the Ancient Saint Academy, releasing the people inside?" Snow Ancestor spoke casually, as if chatting about everyday matters.
"Luck played a big part!" Wang Xiu modestly replied.
"Luck is a good thing, something many people yearn for! If we had a bit more luck back then, many things wouldn't have ended up like this..." Snow Ancestor sighed, a shimmer of reminiscence flickering in his beautiful eyes.
"The battles you seniors fought against the Demon Race were heroic and moving, worthy of admiration. I have long admired you..." Wang Xiu said earnestly.
"There's nothing worthy of admiration!" Snow Ancestor waved his hand and said, "We were just a group of people fighting for survival. When it was our turn, we didn't want to die or become food for the Demon Race, so we had no choice but to fight!"
Her tone was calm, as if she had never considered the war as something to be proud of.
It was simply a reluctant choice.
"There are many ways to survive, and you chose the right one and persisted. That alone is already remarkable, surpassing countless ordinary people..." Wang Xiu said sincerely.
Snow Ancestor looked at him, a glimmer of light in her beautiful eyes. "Someone said something similar to me back then!"
Wang Xiu was surprised. "Who?"
"You should have already met him! In the Nine Nether Prison!"
..."
The air fell silent for a long time.
"Oh my, it seems that I am indeed old. Whenever I chat with young people, we always end up discussing heavy topics..." Suddenly, Xue Zu chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Wang Xiu looked up and saw the twilight on her exquisite face.
She was really close to death, her lifespan was nearing its end.
Approaching the end of her life.
Subconsciously, Wang Xiu used the Supreme Insight Chapter to sense the qi within her body and discovered a situation similar to Luo Binglan's.
For an Earth Immortal-level powerhouse, how long is their lifespan?
No matter how you look at Xue Zu, she doesn't seem like someone who has truly lived for so long.
Who knows how much lifespan she burned during the battles with the Demon Race in the past.
"I have been cultivating for over three thousand years! I have seen the boundless sea and sky, traveled to the nine heavens and ten earths, suppressed demons in the Sea Demon Island, and slain monsters in the Savage Beast World... I have witnessed countless things and experienced countless events in this mortal world! This life is enough!" Xue Zu slowly stood up, her plain robe emitting a radiant light, outlining her perfect immortal body. Immortal light filled the area, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
She looked down at Wang Xiu, her beauty beyond description, and spoke slowly, "But upon careful consideration, I haven't made any particularly significant contributions in my life. Even when I went to suppress the demons in the Nine Nether Prison back then, they stopped me and didn't let me go... If I were to die like this, I would definitely be laughed at by them! But fortunately, the remaining cultivation I have can still be of some use... Are you ready to receive my gift, young man?"
Wang Xiu was shocked.
So, the so-called gift prepared by Zhuo Canglang was actually a gift from an Earth Immortal-level old ancestor before their death?
This was truly a grand gesture!
An Earth Immortal powerhouse, igniting their life to illuminate another person's path!
What a great opportunity!
However, Wang Xiu couldn't feel happy in his heart. As he looked at Xue Zu in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the twelve immortal bones in the Nine Nether Prison.
His heart felt heavy.
"Young man, why are you still hesitating?" Xue Zu raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat proud. "I never boast. Even if my current strength is not as good as my peak, at least... it is enough to make your path before Transcending Tribulation smooth a hundred or a thousand times!"
*Ding!*
*Detected someone bragging wildly nearby, triggering a critical hit, reaching the system's high threshold, gaining 19,998 mana and 19,998 mana quality!*
*Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sutra Ultimate Perfection Experience Card!*
(End of this chapter)