Chapter 1461: Five-Year-Old Child, Corpse Liberation Great Method (Mid-Month Seeking Votes, Two-in-One)

A clear breeze blows through thin mist and clouds; the Heavenly Palace atop the summit is three parts clearer.

Ge Zu dispels all bewilderment, withdraws his gaze, and his face shows sudden realization: "Could it be that a new cultivation method has appeared in the outside world?"

Ge Jiantai shakes his head.

Ge Zu is stunned for a moment.

Ge Jiantai pauses again.

Ge Zu's eyes are sharp and bright; he strokes his beard and laughs: "As expected, it is no longer the Four Gates and Seven Paths. Alas, sleeping for several decades, each generation produces its talented men; I did not catch a good era."

"Jiantai, as the Dao Master of Louguantai, you absolutely cannot stick rigidly to established rules; the ancestors' methods should change when they ought to change, and should embrace all rivers; what should be absorbed, absorb; what should be replaced, replace; absolutely do not delay the disciples' future! Is it that other elders are obstructing you? You tell me————"

Ge Jiantai interrupts: "Old Ancestor, my pause was because it cannot be counted as having it, nor counted as not having it; it is still the Four Gates and Seven Paths unchanged, only the beacon fires have begun, there is one more 'Dragon Court Xiandao Method', stronger by a fraction, and beneficial to breath ingestion, the medium is suitable, able to raise from eighty or ninety percent to ninety-five percent; oh, the 'Dragon Court Xiandao Method' was also created by the Huai King."

Ge Zu clutches his beard, plucks out two hairs, paces two circles with hands behind his back, and asks again: "Has there been any great change in heaven and earth?"

"Heaven and earth have had no great change."

"Does the Huai King have a Rainbow Transformation senior?"

"The current world does not yet have a Rainbow Transformation."

"Are there any other sequelae to the Yin-Yang Creation Method?"

Ge Jiantai hesitates: "There should be none; throughout history, cultivators, recorded experiences, have all been shown to you; there is only the one of sleeping and not waking, but for those who have reached Old Ancestor your level, there is not a single one; perhaps there are places we do not know?"

Ge Zu understands clearly.

"These are things you fabricated!"

"Ge Zu————"

Silence for a moment.

"The cultivation method has not changed, it is not the Yin-Yang Creation Method, heaven and earth have had no great change, there is no Rainbow Transformation senior————strange, strange————"

Footsteps clearly tread on brick and stone.

Ge Zu turns a circle, then turns another circle, walking around everyone.

He suddenly reaches out, grabs Ge Jiantai's whisk, pinches his fingers, treads the Gang steps, calculates a divination, suddenly tilts his head up, face showing a sigh.

"Yi, it turns out I have not yet awakened; so it is like this; alas, alas."

"This————"

Ge Jiantai and Ge Jianhong look at each other in dismay, somewhat horrified.

Ge Zu speaks to himself for two sentences, looks at Jiantai and Jianhong, and suddenly laughs: "Hahaha, look at the two of you; I was merely making a joke, and you are frightened into such a state; your heart-nature is still lacking a bit!

The Huai King indeed startled me, but this Ancestor is not so far gone as to be unable to accept this bit of news. It is nothing more than several decades walking the cultivation path of my several hundred years; people differ from birth; from the start of cultivation I understood this principle; moreover, you say the Huai King is still my Louguantai's Ancestor Liang? How is that so?"

The Daoist priests of Louguantai breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes!" Ge Jiantai narrates the source of the 'Wansheng Baoyuan' cultivation method, face showing self-satisfaction; this is his achievement.

"Good, good! Jiantai, among successive Dao Masters, you are also sufficient to rank among the front; it is my Louguantai's fortune to have you, only then can I cultivate with peace of mind." Ge Zu does not stint on praise. "Right, Jiantai, haven't asked yet; how long have I slept this time?"

Ge Jiantai respectfully performs the rite: "Replying to Old Ancestor, your cultivation this time began burial in the forty-seventh year of Dashun; now it is the eighty-third year of Dashun, a total of thirty-six years consumed, slightly shorter than last time."

"I slept thirty-six years; the Huai King is thirty-one years old————when I fell asleep, the Huai King was only five years old, just born, a small child; no wonder the Zhang Zhang Longxiang King spoke thus; I originally thought it was modesty; in the human world, there truly can be such a hero!" Ge Zu sighs.

Ge Jiantai:

Ge Jianhong:

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Liang Qu:

The rest:

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The wind blows lightly; the immortal island is quiet for a time.

The Third Prince scratches his dragon horn, flexes his dragon claws; the two above are not enough, he raises the two below as well; all four claws stand fully erect.

"One, two, three, four; strange, the calculation seems wrong?"

Inside the mountain cave, candlelight burns dimly; red cords hang with ink; rows of human shadows are cast upon the wall.

Li Daxian, the Wolf Lord, and the Su King hold their breath and concentrate; the Louguantai Daoist Elders wait anxiously.

The talisman paper no longer burns; the Qi mechanism inside the coffin no longer drops, but neither has it risen; proving Ge Zu still has not awakened, merely halted the worsening trend.

The candle flame flickers; light and shadow shift.

The six people abruptly open their eyes.

Ge Jiantai, Ge Jianhong, the Holy Emperor, the Tusi, the Great Khan————those originally sitting in meditation awaken one after another; the three Daoist Elders on guard immediately surround the crowd.

"Dao Master! How is the situation? Did you see Ge Zu?"

"Can Ge Zu still awaken?"

"What do we need to do?"

Just awakened, a jumble of voices surges forth all at once; Ge Jiantai presses both hands down: "This matter must thank the Huai King; we successfully saw Ge Zu, and exchanged much on the immortal island; we have already understood the situation and solved the problem.

The situation is temporarily stable, but Ge Zu still has no way to immediately revive; previously too much life force collapsed; he needs to recuperate further, regroup, and in one go condense the Position Fruit! Absolutely do not be careless.

"Condense the Position Fruit? Can it already condense the Position Fruit?"

"Correct! Ge Zu personally acknowledged it."

As these words fall, an uproar rises; the entire mountain cave fills with a joyous atmosphere; even the light brightens three parts.

"Good, too good; will my Louguantai have an Immortal?"

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"Ge Zu will embrace the Elixir, Ge Zu will embrace the Elixir!"

"All thanks to the Huai King!" Ge Jiantai reminds.

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

Indeed, it was fortunate that the Prince of Huai was invited this time; if not for the Prince of Huai, Ge Zu would likely have completely collapsed during this cultivation, turning joy into sorrow!

Originally, among the Daoist priests of Louguan Tai, some still harbored minor objections to Ge Jiantai's decisions.

Although "Wansheng Baoyuan" originates from Louguan Tai, it is not the orthodox Daoist transmission, merely a cultivation method containing some Daoist content; without mentioning its contribution to Louguan Tai, does he know how to draw talismans? Does he know how to strike and dip? He is probably no better than a novice Daoist of two or three years; to directly take him back as an ancestor—yes, he is Yaolong, but not particularly close, nor does he deserve great protection; if this spreads, how will the world view it? What difference is there between him and those who despise poverty and love wealth?

But since Liang Zu saved Ge Zu, there is no longer any other thought.

It should be so!

"Daozhu, you said you saw Ge Zu—did Ge Zu see Liang Zu? Do you know Liang Zu's condition?" A celestial Daoist who had not entered the dream suddenly thought of this and asked curiously.

Ge Jiantai was somewhat unsure how to reply, nodding: "I saw him, and we spoke."

The three exchanged glances.

One of them further probed: "Do you know Liang Zu's age?"

"Yes, I know, I know all of it." Ge Jiantai replied vaguely, "Ge Zu also felt fortunate and praised Liang Zu's talent."

"Hiss, no wonder he is our Louguan Tai's old ancestor—a person of great perseverance, the closest to embracing the elixir throughout history, easily accepting what ordinary people cannot comprehend—"

The three were no longer astonished by Liang Qu himself, but amazed that their own old ancestor could accept this so quickly.

Ge Zu is not like them. They cultivate outside, grow up in the secular world, watching Liang Qu grow bit by bit; from Liang Qu's Hunting Tiger beginning, breaking records continuously, the Great Shun court had great bounty across the land, one bundle at a time, known throughout the world; although equally shocking, at least it was a gradual ascent, with a process. Psychological adjustment formed gradually.

Ge Zu is different.

Buried for forty-seven years, awakened after eighty-three years.

Before and after, totaling thirty-six years, Liang Qu is only thirty-one years old; in other words, when Ge Zu cultivated in slumber, Liang Qu had not even been born, and still had to wait five more years.

To fall asleep, give a sudden jerk, and emerge as a young unheard-of person, having walked the arduous path that took him seven hundred years to traverse, surpassing even the legendary Hegemon-King; the Dragon-Elephant King is comparable, while the Prince of Huai directly surpasses.

If it were me, I would surely feel terrible for a while, possibly with prolonged mental imbalance.

"No wonder Ge Zu could embrace the elixir, could cultivate the Yin-Yang Creation Method to such a degree—this composure alone, we cannot match."

"Unmoved by favor or disgrace, clouds light and wind gentle, innocent and carefree, returning to simplicity and truth! Not rejoicing in things, not grieving for oneself. This is the true aptitude of an immortal!"

"One Ge Zu, one Liang Zu—what merit do we, Louguan Tai, have? What merit do I, He Deheneng, have? In my lifetime, if I have the chance to witness two immortals embracing the elixir and ascending together..."

The three Daoist chiefs praised Ge Zu's cultivation in unison, with deep reverence.

Li Da Xian and the Wolf Chief stared at each other, both feeling the matter was not so simple.

Ge Jiantai fell silent for a long time: "Alright, Wen Chang, Zhou Zheng—words of reverence can wait; the urgent matter is to protect the old ancestor and change the ritual."

"Yes!"

The atmosphere in the cave tightened again.

Not the previous anxious tension, but fear of negligence and error.

The Daoists were busy, the space more cramped.

Liang Qu and the others temporarily left the cramped cave to come out and catch their breath.

【Obtained a wisp of rebirth qi————】

【Obtained a wisp of death qi————】

First, use the invisible great hand of the Heavenly Gate and Earthly Axis to sort out the spiritual mechanism, then retrieve the two long qi.

These two qi seem quite useful.

Similar to calamity and misfortune qi—one increases the chance of turning misfortune into fortune, of finding life in desperation; the other increases the chance of enemies dying utterly, falling into a dead end where heaven does not respond and earth does not aid.

I just don't know if it's a set, but the likelihood is low—sets are not easily obtained; these two long qi sound related, look like one positive and one negative; forcibly weaving them might yield stronger effects, or they might directly cancel each other out.

Liang Qu gazed directly at the two suns in the sky.

"Wait two days, and we can harvest another strand of crimson qi————"

The trees were deep and secluded; Louguan Tai's disciples sat cross-legged praying for blessings, each in the Hunting Tiger Realm.

Liang Qu sat on a moss-covered rock, utterly puzzled: "How exactly did Ge Zu come and go from the hub of the underworld without being discovered by the Great Li Taizu? Could it be relying on the Yin-Yang Creation Method? Is this method even more special than imagined? Or perhaps he was not undiscovered, but the Great Li Taizu deliberately indulged him? For what purpose? I detect no hidden moves."

Whatever the case, it must be taken seriously—the former might become a kind of surprise attack, again inflicting heavy damage on the Blood River Realm; even if not, being a field mouse is not bad; Ge Zu's thousand round trips must have consumed many good things, possibly slowing the Great Li Taizu's recovery.

Time is money.

The latter likewise needs to be clarified promptly, lest the Great Li Taizu suddenly find a breakthrough.

"But even if it's the former, there's no way to let Ge Zu continue cultivating."

Liang Qu's head ached.

Before, it was easy to say—just treat it as a blank in one's life timeline; now, the underworld and reality interfere with each other, pure confinement—if you don't want to go mad, you must face the Taizu directly.

"Oh, I get it now!" The Third Prince struck his paw with his paw, cheering: "It should be thirty-one minus thirty-six—he subtracted backward, his math is worse than mine; this Ge Zu is just inferior!"

Looking at the proud little clam dragon wagging its tail, Liang Qu rubbed its fluffy, dense mane, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck—he inexplicably recalled an idea he once had.

Entering dreams to fight the enemy! After entering dreams, a person's thoughts accelerate infinitely—one minute outside, ten minutes of thinking; thus, when facing the enemy, thought outpaces reaction, naturally gaining an unparalleled temporal advantage.

Liang Qu once wanted to develop this, but his life was busy, and his combat power has always been very "abundant," leading to greatly reduced demand.

"Did Ge Zu's consciousness go to the Xiandao, and the Yin-Yang Creation Method not collapse, still effective? Can consciousness be separated alone, free from the body's constraints? If consciousness can detach, can it unite with the Supreme Embryo, letting the physical body cultivate on its own?"

"The Yin-Yang Creation Method is a method to become an immortal; Ge Zu began cultivating it from Yaolong's start—how will my cultivation be? Do I still need twelve times? Can I directly achieve rapid success?"

"There should be someone in Louguan Tai who has tried this—this method cannot be stopped from the start; those who dare to cultivate and reach more than five times are few, but perhaps not none—those with exhausted lifespans might try, leaving behind experience.

The Five Great Orthodox Traditions are orthodox precisely because they have long history, never having severed Yaolong—although few, just two or three small cats—"

One idea after another flashed in his mind.

The more understood, the more various extraordinary people and methods collide, often producing unexpected effects.

Like Lao Yuan's timekeeping and the Algae King's rolling stone to form elixir, as well as the Vessel King's adhesion and solidification.

Liang Qu himself would certainly not use it—it would be like a clone; his own physical body is the best, but he does not use it, which does not mean others do not.

If successful, it would be equivalent to "idle cultivation"; if failed, no fear—just change vessels, for supreme blood treasures and supreme bodies are sufficient, allowing continuous trial and error until success!

"I go—could this be the Corpse-Shedding Great Method?" Liang Qu exclaimed in shock.

Abandoning the flesh or entrusting oneself to an object to ascend as an immortal — isn't that the basic principle of corpse liberation?

Accumulate multiple Yaolong corpses, refine them all into Supreme Embryos or Transcendent-grade Blood Treasures, and one can perform a trial run of the Yin-Yang Creation Method; repeat the accumulation, repeat the refinement, and one can keep trial-and-erroring until success!

A guaranteed-victory method, a guaranteed-immortality method, a guaranteed-success method!

The Entering Zhen Xiang realm cannot pile up resources to make a Yaolong.

A Yaolong can actually pile up resources to become an immortal?

Thinking of this, Liang Qu could no longer sit still and immediately requested to see the specific techniques of the Yin-Yang Creation Method.

The Daoist Priest went to report to Ge Jiantai and naturally received approval.

Before long, a small wooden box one palm thick was handed over to Liang Qu; inside were six booklets in total — this was the entirety of Louguantai's insights and experiences, even the original texts.

The Daoist Priest admonished: they absolutely must not be taken away; if he wanted to take something, he could only take rubbings.

Liang Qu sensed the sincerity and likewise did not dare be careless; True Qi protecting him, he carefully flipped through them.

"First gather the Dharma Body, then bury oneself; twelve times seeking life in death, seize the opportunity of feathered ascension; relying on the opportunity of feathered ascension, complete one transformation. At this point, the body advances one stage, Qi swells by one hundred, the elixir gathers one fraction; without a Dharma Body one cannot seize the opportunity of feathered ascension, without twelve transformations one cannot transcend ————"

Liang Qu frowned.

Must be twelve times?

Seems a bit different ————

Similar to the Thousandfold Root Sea Method, which must achieve thousandfold before the third stage, then afterward rely on realm advancement to elevate quality in order to succeed ————

Half a day passed in a flash.

"Your Majesty, the Khan King, the Tusi ————" the Daoist Priest came to summon them, "Everything is ready.

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The crowd surged back into the cave.

The previous reckless abandon had vanished, replaced by another kind of composure; lacking the initial heroic vigor, yet already far more stable than before.

The coffin stood in the center; Great Shun, Southern Frontier, Northern Court, the five Great Orthodoxies — multiple parties gathered, everyone's eyes bright and focused, devoting themselves to comprehending this hard-won opportunity, observing the formation of the Position Fruit.

That day.

The entire Heyang Prefecture and the surrounding half-province saw a Qi pillar soaring into the heavens.

All across Mount Tianshan, none failed to hear the powerful, heroic heartbeat.

Flocks of birds took flight in alarm!

July sixteenth.

A low cough issued from within the coffin.

The crowd was stirred.

Ge Jiantai flashed forward, gently lifted the coffin lid; a faint collision sound, and wisps of pale blood smoke blew out through the crack, slowly circulating in the air.

The coffin was very deep, darkness shrouded it, nothing could be seen clearly.

An extremely peculiar hand emerged from the darkness — not withered, not robust, not pale, not ruddy — but a hand that seemed to have shed solid form, viscous like liquid, barely maintaining the shape of a palm.

Accompanying this bizarre process.

All Yaolong present suddenly discovered that Ge Cheng's "Stone in the River" was likewise "liquefying."

If a normal person's is a solid, towering stone, then the Ge Ancestor's is a pool of water; this pool of water seems to exist, yet flows in all directions.

At a glance one can make out orientation, but actual perception probing forward encounters something like formless water — nothing can be touched at all!

During the process of this hand slowly extending, the liquid continuously condensed, hardened, and finally restored into a solid, ordinary, withered palm no different from a common person's!

Liang Qu realized with a start that the problem seemed to truly lie in the Yin-Yang Creation Method; this immortal-attaining art had very special characteristics!

"Apologies for the long wait, everyone."

Dry, muffled syllables squeezed from the throat, reverberating in the cavern.

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