Chapter 1 Golden Sun Shines in All Directions

The golden sun illuminated all directions, and the wind and snow in Blue Water City dissipated.

Those who were slightly further away felt an unbearable heat tonight, while those who were closer couldn't help but jump up, running outwards as if their butts were on fire.

"Why has the sky suddenly lit up?"

"What is this?"

"True Form! Judging by the looks of it, someone seems to be condensing a True Form!"

The originally sleeping Blue Water City suddenly became lively, many people were awakened and looked at that round 'great sun', discussing it.

Even more cultivators recognized this scene.

"Great Sun True Form?"

From within the City Lord's mansion, carried by the Water Dragon Tree at the heart of the Lai Dragon River, Lan Shuixian looked at the golden sun rising in the city, her eyes also slightly condensed.

"Great Sun True Form? Senior Brother, wasn't the Great Sun Golden Palace destroyed by the master of the Great Beginning Sacred Ground two thousand years ago? And the Great Sun True Form Diagram’s inheritance was cut off?"

Mo Baobao flashed to Lan Shuixian's side, looking at the Great Sun shadow in the city, also somewhat surprised.

The Great Sun True Form may not be the number one in the world, but it must be very famous. Throughout history, countless people have thought of this round of Great Sun when condensing their True Forms.

He was no exception.

This was also the reason he knew of the Great Sun Golden Palace.

But as far as he knew, this powerful sect, which was no less powerful than the current Taiyi Gate, was annihilated by the First Emperor's Golden Bell from afar during the reverse attack on the Sacred Ground.

After that, even the Great Beginning Sacred Master at the time was unable to find the 'Great Sun True Form Diagram'.

Of course, this was a secret known only to great sects with more than tens of thousands of years of inheritance, and the vast majority of cultivators did not know the reason.

"It seems somewhat different..."

Lan Shuixian shook her head slightly, her eyes not leaving the golden sun, but her heart was even more puzzled.

With his eyesight, of course he knew where the golden sun was rising from, but if that Yuan Duxiu really had the Great Sun True Form Diagram, how could Lin Yanbai have forced him to ruin his family?

Perhaps, it was just similar.

"Senior Brother, when are we going to Qian Mountain?"

Mo Baobao's thoughts were very jumpy, and his interest in the Great Sun True Form did not last too long. He turned to the main topic and asked: "Your injuries from fighting Fa Wu She before have almost healed."

"The elders calculated that it should be after the deep winter, there may be some deviation, but it should not be too big."

Lan Shuixian's expression was calm: "I haven't been home for more than ten years, it won't hurt to stay a few more days this time."

Mo Baobao scratched his head and said nothing.

Taiyi Gate has never broken the saying of worldly ties, what they emphasize is that one person attains the Dao, and blessings extend to the family. Historically, when disciples go down the mountain, the first thing they do is go home.

This was different from him, who was tired of staying at home and didn't want to stay in the mountains for a moment.

Roar~~

The golden sun rising into the sky did not last too long, a dragon's roar broke the peace of the night.

The shadow of the Great Sun shattered, and a person appeared in the night sky, and it was none other than Yuan Duxiu.

"Finally... succeeded..."

Yuan Duxiu stood in mid-air, his heart felt like he was in another world.

For more than half a year, he had hardly gone out, looking up at the Great Sun for a hundred days, and condensing the True Form in the night sky. Finally, he had initially condensed the Great Sun True Form Diagram.

Feeling the long-lost sense of fullness in his body, his heart was filled with an unspeakable touch.

Only at this moment did he know why, as Spirit Phase cultivators, he had no power to fight back when facing Lin Yanbai.

The huge gap between True Forms and Spirit Phases was not easy to make up for.

His Twelve Flood Dragons were far inferior to Lin Yanbai's Dragon Turtle. The difference was like that between ordinary people and the richest man in a country. Although they were in the same realm, the gap had reached an unimaginable level.

Just like now, he gently pinched his fingers, and what he felt was more than what nine bulls and two tigers could compare to.

"No wonder the true disciples of the sects in the various worlds can fight beyond their ranks..."

Yuan Duxiu murmured to himself, the tongue that had been bitten off had already grown back.

"True Form?"

The entire city was alarmed, and Yu Qianshan, who was closest, naturally felt it most deeply, but what he cared about was not whether this True Form was the legendary Great Sun True Form.

Rather, did he only have a True Form?

'That's right, in ancient times, there were gods who could compete with the heroes of the world by only cultivating one realm. This gentleman should be the same...'

Yu Qianshan's heart was filled with thoughts, and suddenly, the severe pain attacked again. Even after half a year, the enormous pain that he still couldn't bear burst out from his soul.

And this time, it seemed to far exceed any previous outbreak!

"Ah!"

Yu Qianshan hammered the ground with both hands, and boiling Qi and blood spewed out from his seven orifices and pores, almost instantly dyeing him red.

The 'lust' poison would not disappear, it could only be vented, and if it was not vented for a long time, it would accumulate more and more, and finally explode and die, completely falling.

Bang~~~

A mass of Qi waves rolled up countless dust from the entire street, the earth was beaten like a drum, and the protective formation of Blue Water City was alarmed.

Causing chaos in the city.

Some people were in a panic, some people were running away, and even more people directly opened their mouths and cursed, calling out every day, making noise every day, who could stand this?!

Whoosh~

Yuan Duxiu fell down, turning into a stream of light and breaking through the heavy and turbulent Qi waves, his blood Qi surging, squeezing into the boiling Qi waves.

One hand slapped Yu Qianshan's shoulder.

Bang!

In a low sound of physical collision, the blood color in Yu Qianshan's eyes faded slightly, and the roar in his mouth also lowered.

"This 'Heavenly Human Transformation' pill should be able to temporarily suppress the 'lust' poison in your body."

Yuan Duxiu hesitated for a moment, then took out a pill that An Qisheng had given him from his pocket, pinched it with two fingers, and heavily slapped it into Yu Qianshan's brow.

Buzz!

It was clearly a pill, but the moment it was slapped into Yu Qianshan's brow, it instantly turned into a faint blue light that enveloped him completely.

And in the next instant, it had completely entered his body.

"Ah!"

A earth-shattering scream resounded through the heavens and earth, and the visible void rippled in layers, like a boulder falling into the water.

The sound vibrated the eardrums of half the city, and those who were closer felt a darkness in front of their eyes and almost fell to the ground.

"Uh..."

This scream lasted for less than an instant, and Yu Qianqiu was struck by lightning. His body swayed, and he fell to the ground, only making a low moan like a mosquito.

So effective?!

Yuan Duxiu's eyes narrowed.

He saw clearly that Yu Qianshan fell to the ground, but it was not motionless. On the contrary, some kind of drastic transformation that shocked him was taking place in his body.

Dimly, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Yu Qianshan's moaning sound gradually became feminine, and even somewhat—

Bewitching.

Yuan Duxiu's throat surged for a moment, and he couldn't help but look back. The room was dark, and the rocking chair in the courtyard was empty, but An Qisheng's figure was no longer there.

"Little brother..."

Yuan Duxiu sighed secretly.

......

Whoosh whoosh~

The night wind blew the cold snow from the north, fluttering and sprinkling, embellishing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Although it was not long, the mountains and rivers already had patches of white.

The only thing not affected by the wind and snow was the Lai Dragon River, which rolled day and night, eternally.

The Lai Dragon River roared even more violently at night, and the sound of the river water hitting was like muffled thunder constantly exploding.

Whoosh whoosh~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on a small wooden raft, drifting with the waves, several miles in an instant, his speed was extremely fast.

At this time, the river water was turbulent in the north wind, and the waves were rumbling and hitting. This small wooden raft was not affected in the slightest, and it penetrated the heavy waves without even a trace of water.

Half a year passed in a flash, and his body had grown a lot, about the size of a normal three- or five-year-old child in this world. Under a pair of white eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as a starry sea.

The heavens and earth in this world were far more vast than the great realms that An Qisheng had dreamed of before. Because the heavens and earth were vast, the days and nights were extremely long. Of course, only he, who had crossed several realms, could feel it.

The native people of the Wanyang world would not have this feeling.

Therefore, more than half a year was not short for An Qisheng. Yuan Duxiu could condense the Great Sun True Form, not to mention him.

The cultivation of the realm and the mind will not change due to changes in the external environment. Remaining unmoved by the eight winds is the foundation of the Dao.

An Qisheng had already understood the meaning of the star rating of the Dao Yi Diagram.

One-star Dao Foundation, two-star understands self. Above the Dao Foundation, he penetrates the light of his own wisdom, knows his own pursuit, and will not be affected by any external environment or emotions.

It seemed difficult to correspond to the systems of many worlds, but it was all-encompassing.

"Guanglong Supreme..."

Looking into the distance, An Qisheng murmured in his heart.

The more he understood, the more doubts he had. He deduced that this world was very likely to be the 'Heavenly Gate' in the legends of countless worlds, including the Jiu Fu realm.

But was this Heavenly Gate opened to other worlds by the Wanyang world, or was it man-made? What was the purpose?

Throughout history, for thirty million years, generations of talented and outstanding people have inherited the legacy of their predecessors, from the cultivation of the first realm to the current cultivation of the eleventh realm.

Yet not a single person has been able to cultivate to immortality?

Ancient and modern Saint Emperors, many Celestial Venerables, Supremes, has none of them been able to explore the path to immortality?

And he thought even more. When he connected to the Jiu Fu realm, he had perceived everything that had evolved over three thousand years, but there were two points that made him feel doubtful.

The first was 'the ancestral instruction does not allow ascension to the Heavenly Gate'.

When he was in the Jiu Fu realm, he had glimpsed the fate of Sun En, the master of the Dragon Sparrow Saber. After seeing him die in the Heavenly Gate, he vaguely guessed that there was danger after the Heavenly Gate, and had left words to warn future disciples.

But at that time, he had not said anything about not allowing the opening of the Heavenly Gate...

The second doubt was why did Li Taibai, who was clearly thinking of opening the Heavenly Gate, end up destroying the Heavenly Gate?

What did he see?

And the biggest doubt, even fear, in his heart was not these, but the world coordinates of the Wanyang world...

"Mr. Monster, when are you going to let me out?"

In his mind, the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child's somewhat eager voice came out, interrupting An Qisheng's thoughts.

Since digesting all the 'spiritual imprints' in Blue Water City, this blue-skinned little monster had become restless, constantly agitated, and extremely eager to come out.

It was like seeing a gold mountain in front of him, but only picking up a few copper coins, how could it not be itchy in his heart.

"It's not the time yet."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes: "Since I can catch you, others can naturally catch you too."

The potential of the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child was the highest he had seen so far, but potential was only potential. Before all the potential was fully realized, it was nothing.

There were more cultivators in this world than in the several realms he had dreamed of, and it was not certain that no one could catch the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child.

And this blue-skinned little monster did not have the slightest loyalty. Once caught, it would immediately sell himself clean, An Qisheng never doubted this.

Therefore, he would rather slow down than take this risk.

"Not everyone can catch me."

The Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child seemed a little unconvinced: "Let's do it again, even Mr. Monster can't catch me!"

"Then naturally I can't let you out even more."

An Qisheng shook his head and smiled.

The Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child still wanted to say something, but An Qisheng had already stopped responding.

With a thought, the speed of the small wooden raft immediately increased, breaking through the heavy waves, and in an instant, it had passed dozens of miles.

The Lai Dragon River was also formed by the confluence of hundreds of waters. Along the way, there were smaller tributaries merging into it. When the wooden raft slowly stopped, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked over.

He saw a man-made river intersecting the Lai Dragon River in a cross shape.

Further away, were delicate and beautiful painted boats, either floral or red.

This place was the number one pleasure district in Ding Prefecture, the Moon Seclusion River.

The river was turbulent, the north wind was whistling, but the Moon Seclusion River was brightly lit.

Buzz buzz buzz~

At this time, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly shook, and bursts of buzzing sounds suddenly came from his mind, followed by rays of scarlet blood-like light.

"Hmm?"

An Qisheng concentrated slightly, and saw that the Wishing Altar in the blood-red light was turning with a wailing sound.

It seemed to have received some kind of summon.