Chapter 1462

The black-and-white qi pillar pierced through the observatory terrace, dispersing the layered clouds.

The vast Mount Tianshan seemed as if spring and autumn had descended simultaneously, at times flourishing, at times withering.

Countless birds and beasts panicked, feeling their inner weakness, fleeing wildly as if mad, while the disciples of the observatory terrace likewise trembled with fear, until an elder emerged to summon them.

"Release your heart and mind, do not resist, experience creation!"

Exclamations followed one after another; upon seeing the elder, the chaos gradually subsided, and the bold disciples sat cross-legged in cultivation, no longer resisting weakness, and later unexpectedly discovered that each time weakness ended, new strength would grow, and through repetition, they became stronger than before!

Once discovered, people gradually calmed, and the entire observatory terrace fell into a frenzy of cultivation.

Ancestral gift!

After stabilizing the many disciples, Ge Jianhong returned to the cave.

The skin was semi-transparent, the five viscera and six bowels wrapped in a layer of fascia, above which the bright red heart suspended the blood vessels.

With each heartbeat, the lead-mercury-like heavy blood plasma flowed to the limbs and bones; during the process, each cycle of the lead-mercury blood caused the semi-transparent skin to gradually solidify, like a mirror surface lightly exhaling breath in winter, slowly veiling over.

Ge Zu sat with eyes closed, silently undergoing creation, his entire being like a cicada shedding its shell—rapidly solidifying, rapidly filling with "color," evolving toward the direction of an ordinary person.

Between heaven and earth, originally imperceptible, the liquefied "stone in the river" reassembled and protruded above the water surface!

Wolf Lord, Dai Guan, Su King, Xuankong Temple, Dongtian Ting...

Everyone closely observed, extending their perception and consciousness, feeling every inch of Ge Zu's bodily changes, imprinting them in their hearts, while simultaneously experiencing the coexistence of weakness and growth, attempting to comprehend a bit, probing the path ahead.

Liang Qu's eyes flickered as he participated.

Amidst the withered and flourishing state where spring and autumn coexisted, his sea of roots once again welcomed growth.

Even this process unexpectedly aligned; in just a short moment, it had already doubled, reaching two thousand three hundred sixteen times.

Golden-eyed Xiong Xiong, invisible and untouchable to ordinary people, the heavenly and earthly qi mechanism beneath the celestial pivot and terrestrial axis transformed into clusters of hazy, flowing colors, allowing him to perceive more clearly than others.

And Ge Zu's entire body emanated black-and-white two colors, with no distinct boundary between black and white, forming a mass of light, from light to dark, edges as fine as needlepoints; no matter what qi mechanism entered, it would be assimilated.

Ge Zu's current state is extremely similar to a silkworm cocoon: after spinning silk to wrap itself, originally semi-solid, it gradually self-liquefies and rebuilds. Rather than saying it is an individual, it is more like a self-wriggling placenta!

"Impressive. Is it this liquefied state that causes Ge Zu's 'independence' to disappear, melting into heaven and earth, so that even standing on tiptoe one cannot detect it?"

"Growing amid life and death is somewhat like a withered tree meeting spring, except that a withered tree meeting spring lacks this sense of growth, benefits the environment, and the starting point is undoubtedly the middle fruit, even comparable to my current heavenly element growth rate—I don't know what it will be..."

Liang Qu's eyes gleamed brightly.

He cultivated the "Wansheng Baoyuan," and from Ge Zu's changes, he saw a kind of similar yet not quite, more advanced, more complex and bizarre "gang refining" I

Throughout the process, it continuously verified against his cultivation method; Liang Qu rapidly absorbed and learned, attempting a second revision and enhancement of the "Huai Wang Jing." Currently, whether it can be set to auto-cultivate is unknown, but to cultivate the "Yin Yang Creation Method," one must complete twelve full cycles, interlocking and inseparable; otherwise, there is not even a single feathered ascension, and getting stuck in a bug might just succeed.

Then the only option is to begin remodeling, integrating it with one's own path.

Speaking of coincidence, Liang Qu once had a similar yet not quite creation experience.

Silkworm cocoon!

Stolen from the southern borders, seized the long qi.

After use, triggering severe injury can enable complete self-recovery, and strength increases further! When used during the awakening of hibernation alongside withered wood and gang refining, the effect is unprecedented, and even the primordial yang returns.

Now observing Ge Zu's process, mutual verification, drawing parallels.

Seventeen layers of martial arts penetrating the divine, Liang Qu became a water-absorbing sponge, comprehending more deeply, greatly beneficial, inspiration continuously emerging, carving the "Huai Wang Jing" like a carving knife.

"Could it be that in the 'Wansheng Baoyuan,' the gang refining returning to the innate originates from the Yin Yang Creation Method? No, it might also be possible that it was created from the same concept. Daoists just love returning to the innate, abstaining from grains to purify oneself, while those who study the gates prefer to lean toward this..."

Liang Qu feels indifferent toward this.

What is purity, what is impurity? How much purity counts as pure? It's merely that ordinary people, when eating and defecating, find feces foul, and thus believe the five grains pollute the human body; from this, some cultivators developed a path based on this idea, which is somewhat worldly.

Cultivation to the point of eating whatever one wants is the true way.

Great freedom, great ease.

To eat nothing, cut off desires, is more like relying on another way of life.

However, through this worldliness, what is concluded allows one's "root" to be continuously refined, thus "returning to the innate" to grow stronger; the transcendent method is not bad.

The "Yin Yang Creation Method" was not created by Ge Zu, but by the third Dao Master of the observatory terrace, Ge Pu, who in his later years felt ascending to immortality was hopeless; on his deathbed, observing heaven and earth, he had a sudden idea, explored the yin-yang creation method seeking life in death, and at that time it was still called the "Feather Ascension Method." Unfortunately, due to Ge Pu's originally limited lifespan, the method was incomplete; as its founder, he only slept once and never woke, long buried underground.

Thereafter, the seventh Dao Master, Ge Qiao, further perfected the method, making it the current method, thus qualifying as a normal cultivable technique path; however, because it cannot be stopped, the difficulty is high, and the failure cost is extremely high, so despite the observatory terrace's transmission for thousands of years, cultivators are not many. The seventy-eighth generation's Ge Cheng has today completed eleven full cycles, said to have reached the extreme of this technique's origin; if not for the breaking of the Blood River Realm, he might truly have succeeded.

"Not quite right." Liang Qu rubbed his chin, "The netherworld presents no problem; Ge Zu might perhaps achieve success in creation, but the netherworld having no problem is unlikely." One sleep lasting decades, even if this sleep ends successfully, the next sleep will again take decades, perfectly coinciding with the critical juncture. Even without Liang Qu's action, the netherworld's "side leakage" is inevitably sooner or later; by then, Ge Zu will have no ability to resist at all.

Now, although because he pierced the netherworld, the side leakage came early, the incident occurred early, but at least it did not allow the Great Li Taizu to directly press him down.

Early discovery equals early treatment.

Ge Zu still needs to thank his Liang ancestor.

Transparency was completely filled, the liquefied body vanished without trace, black-and-white light converged, and heavenly and earthly spiritual qi flowed anew.

Two thousand three hundred twenty-four times the sea of roots, unknown if it's due to proximity, this time Liang Qu directly gained eightfold harvest, nearly equivalent to two portions of inferior creation, no, with Liang Qu's current realm, two portions of inferior effect are not significant; perhaps two portions of medium are needed!

"The Yin Yang Creation Method, transforming decay into marvel, twelve lives, twelve deaths, comprehending feather ascension, indeed extraordinary; Ge Zu cultivating to this extent, none before, none after."

Su King praised.

"Huu..."

Ge Cheng let out a long breath of turbid air; the observatory terrace elders beside him, like attendants to disciples, immediately draped a light-colored Dao robe over Ge Zu.

Upon hearing Su King's praise, Ge Cheng felt slightly pleased, having cultivated for many years and finally achieved results, yet also sighed: "Since cultivating this method, my life has often been fatigued, once every several decades; just now, the younger generation I was close to has already become unrecognizable, even some have died, as if life rushes by, like viewing flowers on horseback; even if Jian Tai and Jian Hong, I in fact have only interacted for twenty or thirty years, and many things have long blurred."

Upon saying this, everyone in the observatory terrace was moved.

All the Yao Long present are masters, and they also feel this method indeed causes internal drain, like someone chasing from behind; stopping is still not acceptable; within a Jiazi year, it must be practiced, otherwise sudden death.

Even if one tries to cling to the Jiazi time, resting a bit more, the lifespan would be insufficient, becoming a dead-end situation—not everyone is a Dragon-Elephant King or Huai King; when Yao Long, how to reach a hundred years? This counts as genius, and those breaking through at three or four hundred also exist.

Even if clearly calculated, one accidental sleep lasting a hundred years would already have sentenced death.

What is cultivated is the heartbeat and torment.

"Ancestor Master, the bitter ends and sweet comes at last." Ge Jianhong rejoiced, "You have already self-nurtured the position fruit; henceforth, even without sleep, there is hope to embrace the golden core and become immortal."

"How could it be so simple?" Ge Cheng stroked his beard and smiled, "Although I do not know why I obtained the position fruit before completing twelve, perhaps related to that giant; now indeed there is a second path, allowing no sleep, but you must not forget the creation method; in the next sixty years, I cannot nurture the great position fruit, achieve creation and immortality, and thus cannot live through the eight-hundred great limit."

Ge Jianhong trembled, his face turning sorrowful.

Far fragrance, near stench.

In front of Long Yao and Long Li, Liang Qu would run over to ask E Ying for a hug and play the rascal with the old toad, but in the eyes of the martial hall disciples and the people of Yixing, Liang Qu was nothing short of a celestial descending to earth, towering and boundless, graceful in the martial institute; once he left the institute, he would surely stand year after year, covering the peak of Bai Xue mountain, blowing in the wind, solemn and silent, unmoving, and whenever he encountered something, he would utter a few mystic words, seemingly profound but actually containing the great Dao.

But from Liang Qu's observation, most of the fetal dragons are no different from ordinary people.

Before he had deep contact with Zhang Longxiang, he also viewed Zhang Longxiang through a filter—an absolute powerhouse, surely of immeasurable stature, perhaps often letting out a cold snort—but after contact, he found that Zhang Longxiang also cracked cold jokes, complained about his wife's family affairs, and that his son's talent was merely average.

Perhaps it was precisely Ge Cheng's years-long slumber that made him the most unique old ancestor in Lou Guan Tai; dispelling enchantment requires contact, without contact, the enchantment only grows thicker, forever present, known to all, revered by all, living in word-of-mouth, making Ge Cheng in Lou Guan Tai practically a living immortal.

"To undo the bell, one must find the bell-ringer; Ge Zu's position may be due to the appearance of the giant, and it may not be impossible for the giant to grow rapidly." Liang Qu said.

Ge Zu focused his mind and respectfully asked: "What does this mean?"

The Holy Emperor interjected: "Ge Zu probably still doesn't know the giant's identity, does he?"

Ge Zu startled, hearing the words gave a sudden jolt, his heart immediately felt uneasy, thinking back and forth, he felt quite as if he had just entered a dream, and Jiang Tai told him of the ominous sign that the Huai King was thirty-one this year.

Ge Zu hesitated for a moment, then cautiously probed: "Could it be... Your Majesty knows?"

How could that be? It was a special circumstance he encountered only through practicing Lou Guan Tai's secret arts, with no record at all—how could the Emperor of Dashun know?

Liang Qu took half a step forward, gazing at the remaining Tongzhi and the high-level figures of Lou Guan Tai.

Everyone understood implicitly.

The cramped cave became much more filled; Ge Zu's inner premonition grew stronger and stronger, his Adam's apple rolled, and he unconsciously gripped his own beard. The Holy Emperor looked toward Liang Qu, and Liang Qu cleared his throat.

Even disregarding his own combat strength, Ge Zu's ability to sneak in secretly qualifies him to know the truth and must be won over as a united front target. However, just in case, some key information, especially regarding the Whale Emperor, does not need to be mentioned.

The candlelight flickered dimly.

"Roughly speaking, the situation is roughly like this; currently the situation is more complex and urgent, the netherworld heavenly dragons are like clouds, we must unite in sincerity and respect, or death will come swiftly." Liang Qu spoke with resounding force.

The candlelight flickered, shadows swayed; Ge Zu sat on the stool, eyes unfocused, until long afterward he withdrew his gaze, looked at the Tusi, then at the Han King, suddenly understood, and loosened a few strands of his beard from his palm.

He understood, he fully understood.

It turned out not to be because of himself, temporarily the world was in great harmony, the three sovereigns observed rites.

But,

What does it mean that the Great Li Taizu did not die?

What does it mean that there are three true immortals, one false immortal, who will soon transform into rainbows and soon attack?

What does it mean that the giant I stole... stole is the Great Li Taizu?

What is Bai Yuan? Before I fell asleep, did such a demon beast exist? What does it mean that, like Liang Qu, I became the Jianghuai Water Lord in just a few decades, died and was reborn, and discovered the Great Li Yin plot?

The Great Snow Mountain was destroyed, the flood dragon fled, the Guimu Sect is gone, but now there are still large quantities of river stones gathered in Jianghuai.

Did I... only sleep for thirty-six years?

"Ge Zu?" Liang Qu waved his hand.

The pupils refocused; Ge Zu couldn't help but glance at Liang Qu.

Meeting his gaze, Liang Qu suddenly said: "Not good."

Bad, I was careless.

He and Bai Yuan are one entity; even the Tusi and Han King, up to now, have thought of him as a fruit-like entity forcibly linked, knowing that cultivation is shared, and even like the Nanjiang gu insects, but essentially they are still seen as two individuals, two forces of strength.

This is the cognitive cage that Liang Qu has gradually shaped since the Wolf Smoke and Tiger Hunt.

During Wolf Smoke and Tiger Hunt, there were fundamentally no special means of mass or size change; even at the Martial Saint level, there were no means of changing river stones, and moreover, various means of death and rebirth, two-sided actions, and the Hai Fangzhu's disguised deeds strengthened and deepened the impression.

A little growth.

Gradual distinction.

Slow hinting.

Only Ge Zu is an exception!

After sleeping for decades without experiencing any hint, he woke up with a sudden gasp, seeing that in the human world there had appeared a twenty-eight fetal dragon, and among the demons, a water lord who had violently opened the Huaijiang in just over ten years...

To prevent Ge Zu from reacting, Liang Qu's thoughts raced, and he immediately interrupted thinking with a question: "How is Ge Zu considering?"

"Considering, considering what?"

"Ge Zu's divine powers are marvelous, having the ability to be near the Great Li Taizu without awareness, his position fruit is formidable, and now the world is in peril—Ge Zu is precisely the one who can bear the great beam! Ge Zu wanted to speak but stopped.

His mind had somewhat turned stiff; the shock he received today was truly too great.

"I understand the principle, but... I, the poor Daoist, have slept for a long time, know nothing of the outside world, and my only information comes from your oral accounts, truly somewhat muddled; if only I could..."

"No time, Ge Zu!" Liang Qu grabbed Ge Cheng's hand, refusing to let Ge Zu have the energy to think, resounding and forceful: "Time is opportunity; a day later, one more point of danger—the Lotus Sect has already fallen, the netherworld is already alert, the fourth immortal may awaken at any moment.

If not for Ge Zu awakening now, we originally planned to begin action at the end of July; lips gone, teeth cold—when the nest is overturned, can any egg remain intact? I too am the ancestral master of Lou Guan Tai; ancestral master does not deceive ancestral master!"

Ge Zu........."

"Today, Your Majesty, the Tusi, and the Han King are all here—still cannot say how dire the situation has become? Ge Zu, you slept thirty-six years; now you should wake up a bit.

Originally I didn't want to stimulate Ge Zu, but now, such confusion of mind, such indecisiveness." Liang Qu lamented, "I cannot but remind Ge Zu: when you slept that year, I hadn't even been born yet—it was only after you slept for five years that I was born!"

The cave fell silent.

The Tusi and Han King twitched the corners of their mouths.

Ge Zu........."

In his mind, celestial and human waged war, a paste-like mess; Ge Zu thought again and again, discovering that he seemed never to have considered whether to join or not—his thoughts were all Liang Qu's figure.

The candlelight flickered again and again; shadows intertwined, merged, separated.

"Ge Zu!" Liang Qu called out.

Ge Cheng sighed: "Also good, the world is thus, one ought to bear responsibility..."

Upon these words, Nanjiang and Bei Ting all relaxed.

Success!

Ge Zu, the supreme powerhouse who has completed eleven cycles of the Yin Yang Zaohua Law, awakening and joining at this moment is undoubtedly a heavenly mandate for a great surge in strength against the Great Li Alliance—the mandate's rightful recipient!

Liang Qu rejoiced greatly, immediately summoned the Third Prince, and had him spit out a small stool: "Ha, Ge Zu is indeed a man of integrity; since we are already comrades, then quickly say—what level of position fruit has Ge Zu condensed? So we may know ourselves and know him!"

Everyone cast their gazes over.

"My position fruit is connected to co-existence..."

【Obtained a wisp of crimson Qi; if merged with the essence of ten thousand waters and marshes, a spirit fish will be born, capable of elevating divine favor.】

A wisp of crimson long Qi drifted and emerged.

The sun shifted west, shadows shifted east, and the nanmu table surged with a layer of Jin Guang.

The Bing Fire sun blazed fiercely; sunlight shone upon the bamboo tube, transmitting heat. The jade-white bamboo tube trembled, then suddenly the entire tube exploded, fine fragments embedding into the walls. A sharp explosive roar resounded through the tower observatory.