Interrogating the Holy Mother at Biyou

Ordinary immortals can regenerate from severed bodies, or even survive a drop of blood. Logically speaking, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian should not be able to do such a thing.

But we also need to see who did it. With Guang Chengzi's cultivation level and the great power of the Great Dao of Expounding Heaven, I guarantee that this Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal will never grow back unless he breaks through to the Great Luo realm.

But now that he has eliminated this root of trouble by cultivating the Path of Joy, he can forget about breaking through to the Great Luo realm. He even needs to rack his brains to figure out how to condense the Immortal Golden Nature.

The distant Turtle Spirit Mother was also taken aback by Guang Chengzi's blatant disrespect, attacking without warning. Enraged, she roared, "Guang Chengzi! How dare you harm my junior brother! If you sever his manhood, I'll sever yours too!"

The Holy Mother Guiling truly lived up to her name with a fiery temper. Seeing that Chang Er Dingguang Xian had fallen into a coma, she immediately took out a long sword from her waist and slashed at him without saying a word.

This sword is also three feet long, almost identical to the Tai'a sword that Guang Chengzi had previously obtained, clearly indicating that they were made in the same furnace.

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The longsword pierced the air with overwhelming force, dispersing the clouds wherever it passed, and carrying an extremely sharp aura of the Great Dao.

Logically speaking, unless one is a Taiyi Golden Immortal who can travel the Heavenly Dao with their primordial spirit, even other Golden Immortal Venerables cannot invoke the Great Dao.

However, since Guang Chengzi could manipulate the Great Dao of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable through clever means, Gui Ling Shengmu, one of only four direct disciples of the Shangqing, could naturally also manipulate the Great Dao of the Heavenly Venerable.

The aura of the Heavenly Clarification on Guang Chengzi's body was completely different from the aura of the Great Dao drawn by the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit. The two were like water and fire, and when they met, they would either destroy each other or burn each other out. There was absolutely no possibility of them being compatible.

The Great Dao of Interception!

As Guang Chengzi sensed this aura, his previously calm expression became more serious, and he showed no contempt for the Holy Mother Guiling, knowing that she was a mortal enemy.

Even if Tongtian is not very good at teaching, a weed growing next to a phoenix's nest can become a phoenix fairy herb, let alone a great supernatural being like Tongtian.

With just a few words, Tongtian was able to train Taiyi Golden Immortals one after another. Now, the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit is probably just consolidating her foundation and is not in a hurry to break through.

It's likely that even an ordinary Golden Immortal couldn't do anything to this female immortal, so he naturally wouldn't underestimate her, because to do so would be to underestimate Tongtian.

Faced with the Tai'a sword's attack, Guang Chengzi naturally wouldn't use the crane feather flying sword in his hand, and casually tossed it to the White Crane Boy.

With a thought, the golden wheel of merit behind him suddenly trembled and immediately transformed into the shape of a pagoda, rising slowly into the air. Thousands of streams of mysterious yellow merit energy descended from nowhere, directly enveloping the two of them.

Just as the merit energy was about to descend, the Tai'a Sword had already struck. The extremely sharp aura on the sword light scattered in all directions without any restraint. Even the formless and intangible space seemed to be cut off, exposing one dark hole after another.

The Great Dao of Intercepting Heaven is said to be able to cut off a piece of the Heavenly Dao itself, let alone a mere invisible space.

But even this sharp immortal sword, when faced with the thousand strands of descending Xuanhuang merit energy, was like punching cotton. Not only did it fail to intercept them, but it was also entangled by several strands of merit energy, wrapped up like a dumpling, and suppressed.

Although the merit-based spiritual treasures are not good at killing, their defensive and suppressive effects are extremely remarkable, and few things in the prehistoric world can compare with them.

No matter how much the Tai'a sword struggled, it was all in vain under the suppression of the Xuanhuang Qi, and in the end it could only be suppressed unwillingly.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit blushed, her hair flew wildly, and her starry eyes suddenly turned pitch black. She looked like a female demon, with no trace of her celestial aura.

"How dare you suppress the Tai'a Sword bestowed upon me by Master Tongtian! Guang Chengzi, you truly deserve to die!" The Holy Mother Guiling was furious, wishing she could jump up on the spot.

Guang Chengzi retorted sarcastically, "If you are not as skilled as others, then just admit defeat. As the saying goes, those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. It is not that I want to suppress you, but that Heaven is using my hand to suppress you."

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit roared, "What Heavenly Dao! We cultivators are meant to defy Heaven! If we obey Heaven all day long, wouldn't we become its puppets? My fate is in my own hands, not in Heaven's! If Heaven opposes me, I will destroy it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a series of thunderclaps resounded, so loud that all the cultivators on Kunlun Mountain heard them. Whether they were in seclusion cultivating or searching for ancient treasures and friends, they were all shaken by the thunder and almost went into qi deviation.

It was as if the Heavenly Dao had heard these words and was furious, wishing it could unleash divine punishment to strike this arrogant and ignorant female immortal to death.

Even the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit swayed from side to side, looking up at the sky with a face full of fear, no longer as arrogant and wild as before.

Only Guang Chengzi remained standing steadily, but he looked at the Holy Mother Guiling with pity: "In the past, you did not cultivate merits or understand the will of Heaven, but only knew how to go against the will of Heaven."

Little do you know that Heaven nurtures all living beings. Even the three Heavenly Venerables reside in the primordial world and are favored by Heaven. Instead of repaying Heaven's grace, you want to destroy them. How heartless and cruel you are!

Even the most ignorant beasts know the filial piety of crows feeding their parents and the tenderness of goats kneeling to suckle. Your actions make you even less than a beast! If one day your Third Uncle refuses to help you, will you kill him?

Upon hearing this, the thunderclap that had been raging across Kunlun Mountain vanished instantly, and the entire sacred mountain fell silent.

Furthermore, three invisible consciousnesses descended upon this place, spreading Guang Chengzi's earlier words throughout Kunlun Mountain. It seemed that the three Heavenly Venerables also wanted to see whether the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit and the other Shangqing disciples would utter words of patricide.

When the Holy Mother Guiling was suddenly asked a question, the fear on her face disappeared. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but the words stuck in her throat.

Her lips trembled, her bare face flushed red, and her eyes were filled with conflict, but in the end, she still couldn't say anything.

Killing one's teacher is an unforgivable crime, just like killing one's parents, even in the most primitive and uncivilized times.

Teachers impart knowledge, teach skills, and resolve doubts, showing immeasurable kindness to their students. Instead of repaying this kindness, some students raise a butcher's knife against their mentors, which is worse than being a beast.

Upon seeing the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit in such a state, one of her consciousnesses retreated back to Biyou Palace, clearly indicating that she was severely injured.

As for the other two consciousnesses, they returned to the Eight Views Palace and the Jade Void Palace respectively, not wanting to see this ungrateful female immortal anymore.

Faced with such a question, one should naturally deny it vehemently. But since the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit said nothing, doesn't that mean she did indeed have the idea of ​​killing the master?

Not saying anything means you're conflicted, and being conflicted means you have these thoughts, which is absolutely infuriating!

Guang Chengzi also shook his head and sighed, knowing that the Holy Mother Guiling was finished. After all, she had revealed this idea, and no one would treat her kindly anymore.

After all, if you treat her well now, but she turns around and kills you later, aren't you just creating a nemesis for yourself?

The most obvious difference is that the Tai'a Sword, which was struggling, instantly returned to calm, allowing the golden light of merit to bind it. It was clear that Tongtian had given up on the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit.

Otherwise, a sword of this quality must have a mark left by Tongtian at its core, in order to protect his disciples at crucial moments, which is his trump card.

Now that Guiling Shengmu's Tai'a sword no longer resists, it means that Tongtian will no longer leave this sword to Guiling Shengmu, which means that it is at Guangchengzi's disposal.

Of course, the Celestial Venerable was reserved, and although Tongtian was generous, he wouldn't say everything openly, so these things all depended on one's understanding.

Even if Guang Chengzi returned this item to Guiling Shengmu, that would be fine, but Tongtian would no longer care about it.

Of course, Guang Chengzi wasn't that greedy. After all, he had the backing of Yuanshi Tianzun, the progenitor of artifact crafting. He could just go to the Jade Void Palace treasury to get whatever treasure he wanted. Why would he need to take such a stingy approach?

Therefore, he planned to first stage a scene of visiting Biyou Palace three times.

"Fellow Daoist Guiling, see you next time," Guang Chengzi nodded.

If we can meet again.

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit wasn't stupid. When she came to her senses, she realized that she had caused a great disaster. But this disaster wasn't caused by anyone else; she had brought it upon herself, so she couldn't blame anyone else.

Blame Guangchengzi?

He had only asked a question, and if she had firmly answered no, she would have been blameless. But her hesitation disappointed Tongtian.

Watching Guang Chengzi fly towards Biyou Palace, Guiling Shengmu bit her red lips, the Sun and Moon Pearl swirling in her hand, but ultimately she didn't send it out.

The most urgent task is not to get entangled with Guang Chengzi, but to win back Tongtian's favor!

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit didn't have time to pay attention to the Tai'a Sword. She immediately soared into the sky and headed towards her close friends, wanting to discuss something with them.

Guang Chengzi, accompanied by the White Crane Boy, rode the clouds and mist all the way. Before long, they saw a vast expanse of water, with countless islands and islets, a clear river stretching for thousands of miles, and shimmering waves. Thousands of lotus flowers grew there, some open and some closed, their leaves covering the ground. Even before they got close, a delicate fragrance wafted over.

Above the azure waves, a magnificent palace stands, with jade pillars and golden gates, silver walls and jade steps. Below, a long, fragrant staircase spirals down, where celestial birds sing from all directions, clouds and mist drift, golden light shines in the sky, and the palace is dazzling and beautiful.

Above the palace, two characters are written, named Biyou, which is the Biyou Palace where Tongtian resides.

Looking at the Biyou Palace, Guang Chengzi recognized some of the style of Yuanshi Tianzun, suggesting that it was personally created by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Upon seeing Guang Chengzi arrive at Biyou Palace, Baihe Tongzi felt slightly worried, after all, Guang Chengzi had just severed the mortal roots of Chang'er Dingguang Xian not long ago.

This Long-Eared Immortal Dingguang was one of the Seven Immortals who served Tongtian. His status was similar to that of the White Crane Boy. He was suddenly injured and his path was blocked. The White Crane Boy did not know how Tongtian would treat Guangchengzi.

However, these are all matters concerning the younger generation. Even if Tongtian were to punish Guangchengzi, he would not likely take his life. Thinking of this, Baihe Tongzi felt relieved.

Guang Chengzi did not fly directly to the entrance of Biyou Palace. Instead, he stopped on a lotus leaf, straightened his robes slightly, and then climbed the long steps, intending to ascend them one by one.

Baihe Tongzi was puzzled, but he immediately followed Guang Chengzi. He figured he could just do whatever his senior brother did without thinking too much.

Along the way, many other Shangqing immortals flew to Biyou Palace, but they all went directly to the entrance and none of them wanted to walk up step by step.

Seeing that some immortals were actually climbing the long steps, some Shangqing immortals became curious and wanted to investigate, but they were immediately pulled back by the people next to them, who whispered a few words in their ears. Startled, these immortals rushed to Biyou Palace, but dared not look any further.

It's nothing more than saying, "This person cut off the root of troubles of Chang Er Ding Guang Xian," or "He is Guang Chengzi, the chief disciple of Yu Xu Palace," which is not worth mentioning.

Despite the pointing fingers and whispers, Guang Chengzi remained calm and continued climbing slowly, his mind as still as water, without the slightest ripple, as if the people talking about him were not him at all.

At first, Baihe Tongzi felt ashamed and his mind was in turmoil, making it difficult for him to calm down. However, Guang Chengzi's figure was as majestic as a mountain, and standing in front of him seemed to be able to block all the storms.

Gradually, the white crane boy also calmed down and began to follow suit, experiencing the mystery of stepping on the long steps.

As soon as the silence fell, the White Crane Boy noticed that with each step he took up the long steps, a profound understanding of the Great Dao spontaneously emanated from beneath his feet. This understanding was not about cultivation or magical power, but rather about the mind.

However, there are all sorts of inexplicable trials to gain these spiritual insights.

It could be a vague fantasy rising in one's mind, or a sudden burning sensation throughout the body, or a sudden feeling of physical and mental exhaustion, making one want to sit down and collapse, and so on.

Rather than the insights gained from these long journeys, it's more accurate to describe the feelings I had while overcoming these trials.

However, if one's mind wavers, these long steps will immediately cease their test, becoming as ordinary as regular steps.

The White Crane Boy had only climbed a few dozen steps when he felt exhausted and had to resort to fantasies to keep going.

But Guang Chengzi, standing before him, remained completely calm and composed, accepting each test of these long steps.

"What a wonderful treasure! It can even enhance one's inner cultivation through external means. The world is truly vast and full of wonders. I must come here more often in the future!"

Guang Chengzi was overjoyed. Now that his cultivation level had increased, he also knew the value of Dao Heart cultivation.

Unlike physical cultivation, which can be improved through external forces, the cultivation of one's Dao heart depends entirely on the inexplicable opportunities.

Perhaps one's Dao heart cultivation can greatly increase in peace, or it may transform in pain, but the most likely outcome is that one's Dao heart remains unchanged and will be difficult to sublimate until death.

However, these long steps can mobilize all kinds of trials in the world to target one's inner realm, and evolve various tests to transform one's Dao heart. Although the improvement is extremely slow, it is better than nothing, which naturally makes him very happy.

He also thought to himself that these Shangqing disciples had a treasure mountain but did not enter it. If it were him, he would definitely be cultivating on these long steps at all times. This was a blessing that one could not ask for.

If it weren't for his task of copying books, Guang Chengzi would have preferred to rest on these long steps.

In the end, he carefully considered each test, wanting to slow down the process.

But no matter how slowly he walked, there was always an end to it. When he arrived at Biyou Palace, he was surprised to find that he had already finished.

With a sigh, Guang Chengzi could only raise his voice and say, "Guang Chengzi greets Uncle Tongtian. Please grant me an audience, Uncle Tongtian, as I have important matters to report!"