Chapter 128: The Yaofang is Established and Named Ten Thousand Spirits, Inviting Fellow Daoists to Await the Grand Opening【4k】

The sea of clouds is vast and boundless.

Atop Motian Cliff, Fang Longye, having finished setting up the array, gazes with bright eyes, carefully scrutinizing his surroundings.

As the master of the array, he can clearly see scenes invisible to ordinary people.

The void in all directions is entirely wrapped in shimmering light, with brightness and darkness intertwined, revealing the essence of the universe's creation and destruction.

The power brought forth by the birth and death of these motes of dust spills outward, as if possessing sentience, forming patterns of fish, insects, birds, and beasts, the distinctions of the eight-body and six-script styles, floating up and sinking down, permeating left and right, swirling front and back.

Layer upon layer, circle upon circle, they circulate ceaselessly inside and outside the entire Daoist practice ground.

Patterns of various sizes interweave, stirring the water veins and terrestrial Qi, deriving Dao Qi with a black and white background.

Coagulating without dispersing, winding and dense, connected from front to back, twisting and turning, back and forth, they combine into wondrous hexagrams.

These hexagrams are simple and archaic, clear and elegant, with a lofty aura; they appear to have not the slightest hint of murderous intent, but rather are upright, magnificent, and vast.

In Fang Longye's eyes, the sky and earth are filled with little black and white fish, swimming flexibly, as if they view the world as a fishpond, leaping with joy.

Glancing at Qingli, whose expression is full of confusion, and then observing his other subordinates, all of whom wear faces of bewilderment, surprise, amazement, and so on, Fang Longye wears a smile on his lips.

The "Two Instruments Weichen Array"—this array uses the form of the Ultimate to merge all things into one, uses the Five Elements as a medium to absorb the primordial Qi of heaven and earth, making the void and the real, the true and the false, as one.

The void is real, the real is void; the true is false, the false is true. The formed is the formless, the formless is the formed; its power of evolution can be called infinite.

How could it be so easily seen through?

Fang Longye estimates that even if a great cultivator of the Taiyi Realm were to enter this practice ground, if he were to disregard everything and drive the array with all his might, he could trap and kill them on the spot.

This is only because his own cultivation is too low, merely at the Zhenxian Realm. If he were to ascend to the Golden Immortal realm, within his current practice ground, suppressing and killing a Taiyi Realm cultivator would be as simple and direct as child's play.

Of course, there are naturally limits; if this great Taiyi Realm cultivator were to barge into the array wielding supreme treasures like the Pangu Banner or the Taiji Diagram.

Then, forget about talking of infinite power; it would be better to run away as soon as possible.

With the sea of clouds drifting, Fang Longye looks at the slightly chaotic crowd of demons in the practice ground and rubs his forehead.

"Sigh! These demon masses are still not well-trained! They panic at the slightest incident. If an enemy were to really come knocking, who knows what would happen!"

He had originally intended to strike while the iron was hot and select a site to open the Yaofang he planned to operate externally.

However, it seems now that it is better to pacify the demon masses first!

……

Layers of pine and snow, masses of secluded clouds.

The cloud vapor swirls in circles, permeating left and right, like a poem or a painting.

Within the Treasure Pavilion, which Fang Longye specially created for travel to and from the Demon Master Mansion, pleasant immortal music rings out.

A portal appears, and two figures emerge from within.

One in front and one behind, they are none other than Fang Longye and Mingxi, the female demon immortal who previously led the way for him at Tianshu Hall.

"Fairy Mingxi, welcome to Cangmang Mountain. From now on, I will need you to put in a lot of effort regarding the Yaofang!"

Fang Longye retracts the strange phenomena and turns to smile at Mingxi, signaling for her to observe to her heart's content.

Unlike her previous appearance in the supposedly safe Demon Master Mansion, where she wore full armor, this time, while traveling to an unfamiliar place, Mingxi wears only a pleated skirt of green leaves and old lotus, and on her feet are a pair of gold-threaded, jade-embroidered shoes patterned with phoenixes.

Different from her previous steadfastness and boldness, her heroic spirit is now complemented by a graceful and charming air.

Her moth-eyebrows are lightly traced, her makeup is subtle, her jade face is exquisite, and her entire being is delicate and ethereal.

However, no matter how delicate and graceful she is, it cannot change the soaring ambition hidden within her.

This female demon named Mingxi is a genuine Golden Immortal, the very existence who will help Fang Longye oversee the Yaofang in the future.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist, Mingxi will naturally do her utmost." Her words are filled with delicate laughter, yet they reveal unquestionable firmness and confidence.

Fang Longye naturally understands in his heart that the person sent by the Demon Master Mansion to guard the Yaofang for him cannot be a simple character, and is certainly not comparable to an ordinary Golden Immortal.

Mingxi paces forward, following Fang Longye as they walk out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Behind her, a halo rises, with thousands of colors intertwined, like a slowly unfolding brocade of a hundred-flowered peacock, its luster dazzling.

Her slender jade fingers stroke the hilt of the sword at her waist, and she looks around with great interest.

The interior of the Treasure Pavilion is magnificently decorated, with a coral tree suspended in mid-air, presenting a beautiful glazed jade color.

It is crystal clear, and as it brushes against the smoke rising from a large bronze tripod, it creates a scene of blue and white, breathtakingly beautiful.

In the center, a pool of water bubbles like pearls and jade, chiming as it flows. Inside, several lotus flowers grow, green and dripping with dew,

exceptionally delightful.

A rainbow moon rises from the lotus pond, watery and frost-white, like mutton-fat jade, illuminating one's brow.

Walking out of the Treasure Pavilion, an inexplicable aura rushes toward her, striking her brow and entering straight into her spirit platform; Mingxi's entire body trembles, and the color of the halo behind her intensifies.

Before her lies a vast expanse of water, with an Immortal Island and divine mountain standing tall in the center, magnificent and wondrous.

All around are various mountain ranges and continents, scattered like stars, interspersed with treasure mountains rich in spiritual energy.

"Fellow Daoist's methods are truly extraordinary!" she says softly.

"Just some minor methods for cultivating a practice ground! Not worth mentioning~" Fang Longye waves his hand and laughs.

Mingxi forces a smile in return, her whole body tense, her jade hand gripping the sword hilt at her waist tightly.

Previously, because she was in the Treasure Pavilion which Fang Longye had specially reinforced with a concealment function, she had not noticed, but the moment she stepped out, she felt an inexplicable pressure.

It weighs heavily upon her heart.

She appears calm and composed, but in reality, her heart is already trembling with fear.

There is no other reason; situated in this practice ground of Fang Longye's, she feels that her life and death are already in the hands of another.

She opens her Dharma Eye, but no matter how she probes, she still cannot discover the methods that cause her heart to tremble. Yet, a sense of insignificance inexplicably rises within her.

She feels like a tiny flying insect in the world, weak and powerless.

Looking at Fang Longye again, although his cultivation has not changed in the slightest, her spiritual sense tells her that within this practice ground, this Dragon Lord has the ability to crush her to death with a casual gesture.

"An array!" she thinks to herself; only an array, a method that allows one to overcome the strong with the weak to the greatest extent, could achieve such a state.

"It is not the 'Four Symbols Locking Star Array'."

She lowered her eyelids and loosened her grip on the sword hilt.

She had naturally detected the traces of the "Four Symbols Locking Star Array." Moreover, the lethality possessed by this array was not enough to make her feel such a sense of powerlessness.

"This is also normal~ Without such means, how could this Dragon Lord be someone people flock to? My master would not have thought that coming here to guard the Yaofang was a stroke of good fortune for me!"

Thinking of her master's exhortations, a trace of shyness arose in Mingxi's heart, but it was immediately extinguished by her turning her mind into a sword and slashing it away.

Fang Longye naturally did not know the changes in her inner thoughts; he only saw her figure relax, no longer tense, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then, he opened his mouth to ask: "Fairy Mingxi has surely surveyed the overall situation, but I wonder what suggestions you have for the location of the Yaofang?"

Hearing this, Mingxi came back to her senses. Her gaze shifted slightly, she pondered for a moment, and then she spoke: "Fellow Daoist is the Demon Workshop Master, so it should naturally be according to your ideas."

"Besides, I see that you have already chosen the location to establish the Yaofang, haven't you?" She smiled brightly, lifted her small foot, and tapped the ground a few times.

She then looked toward another mountain not far away, which corresponded to the precious mountain range beneath her feet.

"Haha! It is indeed as you guessed, Fellow Daoist. I intend to use these two mountain ranges as a foundation to open up a Yaofang. I ask for your correction."

Mingxi shook her head and said: "There is no need for any correction. This place is within your Daoist field, yet far from the central hub of secrets; I imagine you have long since calculated this, so it is naturally suitable."

"Then I must ask for your help, Fellow Daoist." For Fang Longye, opening up a Spirit Domain now was a matter of course, and even a Blessed Land could be handled with ease.

But if he were to open up a Grotto-Heaven, it would be somewhat beyond his reach.

What's more, it was to open up a Grotto-Heaven that was even more spatially stable than a Small World, like the Yuyang Yaofang. For Fang Longye, the difficulty was still not small. This was precisely the time when he needed the assistance of Mingxi, this Golden Immortal.

"I shall obey."

After hearing this, Fang Longye nodded and immediately employed his methods; in an instant, the earth Qi surged and the water veins trembled.

On the vast ocean outside the two precious mountains, mountain rocks rose from the water, forming a blue-gold stone wall that was neither square nor round.

Then, he pointed his finger, and layers upon layers of buildings were laid out, with the two precious mountains as the core.

Afterwards, a primordial spirit auspicious cloud emerged above his head, and one Sumeru Space after another was opened up by him one by one; Dao patterns and seal scripts appeared, and Forbidden Techniques and arrays were listed, reinforcing these various arrangements.

During this process, Mingxi also set up layer upon layer of arrangements, just like wielding a brush to splash ink.

Finally, a magnificent Yaofang appeared before them. Precious light radiated, clouds and mist swirled, and colorful rays of light permeated the air.

"Zha!"

Finally, Mingxi gave a delicate shout, slashed with her palm, and a sharp edge plunged into the void of the Yaofang, successfully opening up a Grotto-Heaven with the cooperation of Fang Longye.

A wisp of light appeared above her head, spreading out like clouds and smoke, turning into tens of thousands of demon seal scripts and Dao talisman patterns, surrounding her body like stars in the sky, rotating and floating.

Mingxi pointed with her jade hand, and these demon seals and Dao patterns dove into the Grotto-Heaven like birds entering a forest, reinforcing the space within.

The barrier of the entire Grotto-Heaven became increasingly thick, and finally, brilliant divine radiance rose up.

Heh~ Mingxi smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist, since I have just arrived, let me give you a gift!"

Having said that, she waved her hand and threw out a small turtle, which dove into the Grotto-Heaven.

This turtle grew in the wind, and in the end, it turned into a giant turtle that filled the entire Grotto-Heaven, waving its four limbs and hissing with its head held high.

The Grotto-Heaven slowly descended, accommodating the Yaofang built around the two precious mountains within it.

After a final tremor, it settled here completely, connecting with the heavy earth Qi of this place through a spatial node.

The Yaofang was successfully opened! If viewed with the naked eye, there were only waves and a blue sea, with nothing else.

Even if observed with Dharma eyes, it was just like looking at flowers through the mist, with clusters of halos and blurred images.

Of course, this did not include Fang Longye and Mingxi.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then entered the Grotto-Heaven together.

They saw that above a vast blue ocean, there was a ten-thousand-mile giant turtle occasionally waving its four feet, its Turtle Shell ancient and simple, presenting a blue-gold luster, carrying a huge city that contained the two immortal mountains on its back.

Fang Longye followed Mingxi onto the giant turtle, arrived before the city gate, turned his head to bow and thank Mingxi: "You have gone to great expense, Fellow Daoist."

Mingxi waved her hand and said: "It is just the soul of a Golden Immortal-level giant turtle, a dead object, not worth mentioning. It merely adds a bit of artistic conception."

She changed the subject and asked: "I wonder, what name do you intend to give this Yaofang of yours, Fellow Daoist?"

Fang Longye smiled upon hearing this; he had long had a plan in his heart and had naturally thought of the name for the Yaofang early on.

He immediately waved his hand, and a ray of brilliance struck the blank plaque above the city gate.

"Wanling Market?"

Mingxi looked at the red-gold characters that appeared on the plaque, written in dragon and phoenix seal scripts, with silver hooks and iron strokes, revealing an unparalleled sharp aura.

"That's right, Wanling Market."

Fang Longye smiled slightly.

With the mystery of his Golden Finger, as his strength progressed, one day, this market would be famous throughout the entire Earth Immortal Realm, and everyone would flock to it.

He naturally did not want the name of the market to be confined to the ranks of Yaofang. Wanling Market was a fitting name, the most appropriate one.

His primordial spirit scanned the layout inside the city, and there were no deviations.

All kinds of buildings were in perfect order. With the two precious mountains as the center, they were laid out in layers. The surroundings were turned into a chessboard shape, also like pieces of flat land.

It could truly be said: "A hundred or a thousand houses are like a chessboard, twelve streets are like vegetable plots."

Immortal mountains, inner city, and outer city were arranged in layers, from inside to outside, with various arrangements ranging from high to low, staggered and orderly, suitable for people of all levels to conduct business.

He checked the various arrangements again and found no omissions.

At this moment, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Next, it was time to widely invite friends and fellow Daoists to make the market's reputation known.

Mingxi Mountain.

The sky cleared after the rain, and a cool breeze swayed the bamboo.

A bird gave a low cry, startling the small deer in front of the stone; the moss flowers were stepped on, leaving hoof prints.

Jin Feng was dressed in a red-gold Dharma robe, sitting on a Vine Chair under the shade of a tree, reading Fang Longye's message.

"Tsk tsk~"

He put down the letter he had flipped through several times, and as if savoring tea, he exclaimed in admiration: "As expected of a powerful dragon crossing the river! In such a short time, he has already become a Demon Workshop Master!"

As a local snake deeply rooted in Beiju Luzhou, he naturally understood what a Demon Workshop Master represented.

To say nothing else, his own old man was at least a Golden Immortal, right? And yet? To this day, he still hadn't managed to become a Demon Workshop Master.

Background, path of the Dao, potential... and so on and so forth; there were too many things to consider.

It could be said that for the old man who walked the "Human Immortal" path, unless he achieved the Taiyi realm, he could forget about ever becoming a Demon Workshop Master or coming into contact with the "Demon Master Mansion" in this lifetime.

"I must send over a generous gift!"

Time to go find the old man~

"With this Brother Fang's foundation, it will be enough to make the old man value me even more!"

Jin Feng was full of smiles; this time, the old man would have to bleed heavily!

And it would make him willingly and joyfully cough up good treasures.

Just passing it through one's hands is enough to skim off the fat!

Inside the Cave Abode of King Yu Rong.

An ancient peach tree stood tall, its branches and leaves interlaced; the branches were covered in clusters of peach blossoms, crowded together, with a lingering fragrance that permeated one's very brow.

Under the peach tree, King Yu Rong sat upright, his whole person as gentle as jade. What was particularly striking were his eyes; his eye sockets were very deep, like the mouth of a well, and the pupils within refracted a gemstone-like light.

When he turned his pupils, the colors of the entire world became vivid, possessing a clarity like wiping dust off a bronze mirror.

He toyed with the invitation in his hand and said with a smile: "He really did it quietly, opening a Yaofang recognized by the Demon Master Mansion."

"It seems the Demon Master Mansion has also started placing its bets. It's just unclear what kind of sacred being this Brother Fang is, to be able to attract the attention of so many forces."

He then laughed nonchalantly, "Why think so much? What does this have to do with a small fry like me?"

King Yu Rong stood up from under the peach tree, stretched, and muttered to himself: "Having been in seclusion for so long, it's time to go out for a walk."

It was not just King Yu Rong and Jin Feng; other beings who had received Fang Longye's invitation also had their own considerations.

Whether they were fellow practitioners who had interacted with him, or Demon Kings and Demon Immortals who had only heard his name but never met him, they all thought of coming to participate in the opening ceremony of the new Yaofang.

Either to show support for Fang Longye, or to take this opportunity to meet this figure who had already become famous throughout Bei Zhou.

(End of this chapter)