Chapter 1032: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1032 Foundation

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst."

Xu Zhangqing lifted his tea cup and took a sip, then continued: "No matter how powerful the Nine Extremes Heavenly King is, he comes from afar.

When he arrives, whether he will encounter other troubles on the road, whether he can fight immediately after arriving—all of these are unknowns.

Whereas Demon God Kong Fang now occupies the ruins of Cangwu City, only ten thousand li from the Eastern Region Border.

The Demon Kings and Demon Emperors under his command are as numerous as cow hairs, and the Demon Realm can also send endless reinforcements.

Therefore, before the Nine Extremes Heavenly King arrives, this battle must ultimately be fought by ourselves."

He put down the tea cup, lifted his eyelids; in those pupils there was no fear, no anxiety, only the calm settled after countless weighings of pros and cons.

Qiong fell silent, knowing Xu Zhangqing was right.

The title of Nine Extremes Heavenly King, though able to frighten off Outer Realm Foreign Races, could not frighten a Demon God already rooted in Tianyuan Realm.

Truly speaking, compared to those Foreign Races lingering at the edge of the Star Domain, Kong Fang is the most pressing threat at present.

After a long while, Qiong asked: "What do you need me to do?"

Now, he himself and Tianyuan Realm, Qingmu Sect are bound together.

All share honor, all share loss.

Xu Zhangqing did not beat around the bush: "At the critical moment, the elite of the Three-Eyed Clan must go!"

Qiong did not hesitate, nodding immediately: "Good. When the great war comes, not a single one of the Three-Eyed Clan's elite will be missing."

He promised crisply, Xu Zhangqing was not vague either, directly adding: "After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, as long as I am still standing, the spiritual plants needed by the Three-Eyed Clan will definitely be supplied at double."

Qiong heard this, the vertical pupil between his eyebrows brightened slightly.

He did not say words of thanks, only looked deeply at Xu Zhangqing once; the usual smile at the corner of his mouth gained a few more degrees of genuine arc.

Dealing with smart people saves trouble—no need for haggling, no need for repeated probing; each produces their greatest sincerity, and the rest depends on ability.

Before leaving, Qiong paused at the hall door, then turned his head to look at the six floating Xianfeng outside the hall.

Seven-colored spiritual light intertwined in the clouds; Tiexue Peak's Sword Qi, Shuixian Peak's phantom rosy clouds, Chi Huo Peak's fire curtain, Jin Gang Peak's cold radiance, Hou Tu Peak's Earth Qi, Xuanming Peak's dark patterns, and the vitality of the towering green wood at the center responded to each other, forming an extremely rare scene.

No matter how one looked at it, the image was extremely visually impactful.

After watching for a good while, Qiong withdrew his gaze, his tone carrying a hint of teasing: "To be honest, the current Qingmu Sect is no different from the former Dongting Immortal Sect.

Even more united than at any time before."

Xu Zhangqing did not respond, only lifted his tea cup and raised it toward the other party, treating it as a farewell.

Qiong laughed once, his figure turning into a pale gold stream of light, disappearing at the horizon.

Seeing the person leave, Xu Zhangqing put down his tea cup while waving his right hand; the hall door closed instantly, and the restrictions of the entire Sect Master Hall activated layer by layer.

Array patterns spread from the ground to the dome, completely isolating inside from outside.

He sat cross-legged in the hall; with a thought, the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron appeared above his head, the ancient patterns on the cauldron body flowing like living things, and the heavy yellow-brown spiritual light poured down, illuminating the entire hall like rock strata buried deep underground.

Then Xu Zhangqing extended his left hand, palm facing up.

Yellow-brown Xuanhuang power condensed in his palm, heavy, majestic, immovable, as if compressing the weight of the entire earth into a square inch.

His fingertip moved slightly, and that power spread along the meridians to the entire arm; wherever it passed, fine earth patterns appeared on the skin, and every pattern contained the source power of the Tu Soil God, exuding a profound and heavy aura that bore all things.

The next second, Xu Zhangqing extended his right hand, palm likewise facing up.

Pitch-black Primordial Heavy Water spun in his palm; the water drop was no larger than a fist, yet weighed over a thousand jun, and as it spun, even the air was corroded into faint hissing sounds.

Yin-cold, corrosive, interfering with all things.

This power was completely opposite to the Xuanhuang power of the left hand, yet achieved a subtle balance.

Primordial Heavy Water flowed along the meridians of the right arm; wherever it passed, black water patterns appeared on the skin, like countless miniature Black Water Xuan Snakes swimming about.

One left, one right; one yellow, one black.

One rigid, one soft; one yang, one yin.

Xuanhuang power bore all things; Primordial Heavy Water interfered with all things.

Two source powers that should have restrained each other now shone together in his Qi Sea, neither yielding nor infringing upon the other.

And this was precisely the means Xu Zhangqing truly mastered after the third level of Spirit Transformation.

This was not simple parallel use, but allowing two source powers to operate simultaneously in the same Qi Sea and the same set of human meridians.

Mutual restraint, mutual accomplishment.

Next, the Five-Colored Lotus bloomed beneath him.

Red, green, white, black, yellow—the five lotus petals unfolded in succession, each petal flowing with the light of the law corresponding to its attribute.

The fervor of the Fire Law, the vitality of the Wood Law, the sharpness of the Metal Law, the yin-softness of the Water Law, the heaviness of the Earth Law.

Five colors intertwined, enveloping his figure in a ceaselessly flowing five-colored halo.

The lotus platform rotated, and five-colored light seeped along the meridians into the five viscera and six bowels, pouring Five Elements Power endlessly into every inch of flesh and blood.

Then, the Dao Heart Lotus Embryo appeared before his brow.

It was a fist-sized lotus embryo, entirely crystal clear like jade, the petals not yet unfurled tightly closed, yet already exuding creation power pure to the extreme.

Every slight throb of the lotus embryo resonated with Xu Zhangqing's heartbeat, injecting strands of creation power into the depths of his divine soul.

This was both the embryo of the Dao Heart and the foundation for future impact on the Void Refinement realm.

At this moment, five colors swirled around Xu Zhangqing's body, Xuanhuang and Primordial shining together on left and right, the Five-Colored Lotus Platform beneath him rotating, the Dao Heart Lotus Embryo at his brow throbbing without cease.

Amid this five-colored flood of laws, three rays of light were the most striking.

The Wood Law carries the Qing Emperor's inheritance and the power of Creation, endless life, emerald green like spring.

It is the foundation of his rise as a Spirit Farmer, and also the fundamental basis of the Qingmu Sect's founding.

The Earth Law carries the source of the Tu Soil God and the power of the Earth, heavy like a mountain, yellow-brown like rock.

It is the authority he seized from the Tu Soil God, and also his confidence in suppressing everything.

The Water Law carries the Primordial Heavy Water and the power of the Xuan River, yin-cold like an abyss, pitch-black like ink.

It is the opportunity he snatched from Wu Sheng Chong Mu, and also his means of interfering with all things.

Wood, Earth, Water—the three system Laws each occupy a place within him, faintly forming a self-consistent Law Cycle.

Just like three pillars, together supporting Xu Zhangqing's foundation today.

This kind of balance, looking across the Entire Tianyuan Realm, there are almost no Xiuxian Zhe who can achieve it.

Xu Zhangqing looked at the three beams of light, fell silent for a moment, then suddenly his mind moved.

The next second, a beam of purple light was stripped away, condensing into human form amid crackling sounds.

At the Same Time, Pu Hua God and half a Lei Long appeared along with it.

And this is precisely Xu Zhangqing's Thunder Spirit Root, Fenglong!