Chapter 1305: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1305: Primordial Dao Ancestor!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

She is here.

Always has been.

Right by his side, never having left.

"Ninth Junior Brother."

A blurred voice pierced through the void and landed in Xu Zhangqing's sea of consciousness.

As if on a water surface, suddenly stirring up a ring of ripples.

"You must remember me!"

"You must... remember me!"

"My name is Luo Qing..."

Before she finished speaking, the voice became blurred, drifting farther and farther away.

Xu Zhangqing subconsciously reached out, wanting to grab the other person: "Wait!"

However, the moment his fingertip touched the other person, the entire world froze.

The starlight filling the sky no longer flickered.

In the distance, the white-gold radiance of Baihu West Land stopped surging.

The crimson aura of Zhuque South Land solidified into a patch of still flames.

The dark blue halo of Xuanwu North Land seemed to be ice-sealed at the end of time.

Then, time began to flow backward.

Xu Zhangqing went from youth to boyhood, then to childhood, and finally became an infant.

His own consciousness was forced to collide head-on with a Law Barrier he had never touched before.

Two forces clashed fiercely, and the ripples stirred up made the entire star sky tremble.

The Great Dao Venerable on Tian Shu Xing, seemingly sensing something, opened his eyes and shook his head: "Still unable to avoid this cause and effect!"

When Xu Zhangqing regained consciousness, there was a trace of sweet-and-sour juice taste in his mouth.

"Where is this?"

He felt somewhat dazed.

He seemed not to have died, and his consciousness had not dissipated.

Even the Qi Refining Seventh Realm was still operating at this moment.

But his body was no longer his former body; it had become someone else's.

Xu Zhangqing lowered his head to look at what he was pinching in his hand and discovered it was a green fruit.

A small bite had already been taken, and where the skin broke, a layer of greenish-white flesh was revealed.

Juice ran down between his fingers, dripping onto his knee and leaving a small patch of wetness.

"Brother Jiang!"

"Brother Jiang!"

"The Dao Ancestor is about to give a lecture; we should set out!"

Suddenly, a voice both familiar and strange sounded from outside.

Hearing these words, Xu Zhangqing's whole body stiffened.

In his mind, countless memory fragments began to piece together.

He was no longer the Eighth Direct Disciple of Beidou Xianfu, Yuheng Star Lord, or a Heavenly Monarch of the Combined Body realm.

He had become a cultivator named Jiang Yuan.

A man who, in pursuit of the Green Emperor's footsteps, had made a great vow to taste all the hundred herbs under heaven.

But after tasting only a few times, he nearly poisoned himself to death.

Fortunately, he was saved by the passing Primordial Dao Ancestor, thus saving his life.

After witnessing the power of an "Immortal," he then joined the Primordial Dao Ancestor's Door, becoming a Disciple who had just entered the Door.

Two sets of memories operated simultaneously in his mind, neither conflicting nor overwriting each other.

Seeing no reaction from inside, the person outside added another sentence: "If you don't come out soon, I'll leave first; I heard from other Senior Brothers that this lecture is different from before!"

Xu Zhangqing recovered from his shock and immediately stood up from beside the bed.

As he rose, he also glanced at the surrounding environment.

This was an extremely crude stone cave, with several glowing Shiying embedded in the cave walls.

In the center of the stone cave was a well, with nine water-drawing holes evenly distributed around the well rim, each connected to the same water source.

Taking water from one hole, the water surfaces of the other eight holes would ripple simultaneously.

He walked to the well and lowered his head to look at the face reflected in the well water.

Young, slender.

High brow bones, deep eye sockets.

Looking at it, it was a young face of around twenty years old.

The white hair was gone, replaced by a head of long, raven-black hair.

The Azure Emperor's long robe was nowhere to be seen; now he wore a coarse hemp short jacket.

Jiang Yuan?

Xu Zhangqing silently recited the name once, then adjusted the coarse hemp short jacket on his body, holding a green fruit he had taken a bite of in one hand, and walked out of the stone cave step by step.

The sunlight outside the cave was pleasant, not glaring, spreading warmly over a large expanse of green grass.

At the end of the grassland was a clear stream, and the sound of the stream water flowing over pebbles was carried by the wind to higher places, just mixing with the chirping of unknown spirit birds in the woods.

An old vine climbed outside the stone cave, with a few small yellow flowers blooming among the vine leaves, and the pollen on the stamens was blown away by the wind.

But more eye-catching than this scenery was the young man standing on the grass, waving at him.

He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old.

His fingers were slender, with prominent knuckles.

His figure was upright, wearing a gray Daoist robe.

His appearance could not be called handsome, but his features were well-proportioned.

His brow ridge was high, and a pair of eyes were exceptionally bright.

Just like the spring light all over the mountains and fields, clean, clear, and limpid.

The only "ornament" on his whole body was a green jade pendant tied at his waist.

Xu Zhangqing looked at this person, and the name immediately surfaced in his memory.

Zhang Daoxuan.

One of the disciples who entered the Primordial Dao Ancestor's sect on the same day as him, and also the only one who could be called a "friend" so far.

Zhang Daoxuan saw him come out of the stone cave, first smiled, then his gaze fell on the green fruit he had taken a bite of, and he couldn't help but frown, asking with slight dissatisfaction: "Are you trying something unrecognizable again?"

Xu Zhangqing said in a calm tone: "Since I have sworn an oath, I must complete it!"

Zhang Daoxuan was obviously not hearing this answer for the first time, shaking his head helplessly: "Alright, alright, we'll talk about tasting a hundred herbs when we get back."

Hurry up, the lecture on the Dharma is about to start, I don't want to miss it!"

"Let's go."

Xu Zhangqing followed Zhang Daoxuan's steps while completely eating the green fruit he had taken a bite of in his hand.

The two walked upstream along the stream for a while, passed through a pine and cypress forest, climbed up a not-too-high mountain ridge, and their vision suddenly opened up.

The entire sky seemed to have been washed with clear water, deep blue and clear, with only a few wisps of extremely faint white clouds hanging on the horizon.

Under the horizon, a giant tree rose from the ground, stretching wantonly toward the end of the horizon.

This tree was tens of times taller than the dragon-shaped ancient tree Xu Zhangqing had seen in Qinglong Donglu, its crown covering all the sky that the field of vision could accommodate.

Every leaf was glowing, some emerald green, some white gold, some silver.

The whole tree was always enveloped in a layer of spiritual light, every inch of bark, every leaf, every branch was breathing in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own.

According to Jiang Yuan's memory, this was the Wan Dao Tree.

The root source of all Daos, the mother tree of laws.

His own Wan Dao Spirit Tree was precisely a descendant of this mother tree.

Under the tree, there was a stone platform.

Around the stone platform, several people had already sat down.

They were senior brothers and sisters with profound cultivation.

Because the two had just entered the sect, they could only find a place to sit on the outer perimeter.

Although far from the stone platform, their view was actually better than those in front.

At a glance, they could see everything.

"The Dao Ancestor is here!"

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

At this moment, a commotion came from the left side.

Xu Zhangqing looked on without changing expression, and an old man walked over slowly.

He wore a gray robe all over, with a head full of white hair.

His face was thin and haggard, his back slightly hunched.

He had neither the oppressive feeling of a Great Dao Venerable, nor the will of the Lord of Ten Thousand Worlds infiltrating, nor the vast and heavy aura of the Azure Dragon.

Just like a mortal old man.

Xu Zhangqing secretly thought in his heart: "Is this the Primordial Dao Ancestor?"

Wait!

Primordial Dao Ancestor?

In the Primordial Period, the preacher who spread ten thousand Daos?!

"Everyone is here."

At this moment, the voice of the Primordial Dao Ancestor sounded.

But Xu Zhangqing did not see him move his mouth, as if it was not coming from his mouth, but was emitted simultaneously from the stone platform, from the bark, from every leaf, from the Qi Sea and Sea of Consciousness of every cultivator present.

Gentle and calm, yet it made tens of thousands of cultivators quiet down at the same time.

"Previously it was always lecturing on the Dharma, today let's talk about cause and effect!"