After refusing the accommodation arranged by Suiren-Shi and the other two, Huang Long walked up Mount Shouyang alone.
Mount Shouyang was tens of thousands of feet high and stretched for nearly ten thousand miles. It had several main peaks and was considered the most beautiful place in the world. It was also a good holy land in the Untainted Land. The mountain was full of Spiritual Qi and the Qi of Yang.
However, although Mount Shouyang was good, it was far inferior to Mount Kunlun. It was not much better than his two immortal mountains. It must have become a Taoist rite of the Sage later on. Driven by the Luck of Sage Taiqing, it absorbed some Taoist Connotation of the Sage and gradually gained a lot of charm. Finally, it became one of the few immortal mountains and blessed lands in Untainted Land.
The yellow dragon traveled through Mount Shouyang. On the highest peak, it found a spiritual lake that was emitting immortal spiritual energy. The surface of the lake was filled with immortal mist formed by spiritual energy. The immortal mist was ever-changing. Sometimes, it turned into a crane, and sometimes, it turned into a dragon.
There was also a huge locust tree beside the lake. Its leaves and branches were luxuriant like an umbrella, covering half of the mountain peak. At the same time, it breathed in and out spiritual energy, regulating the spiritual aura of Mount Shouyang.
"That's right. The scenery here is beautiful and it is indeed a good place. Let's build a hut here.”
Looking at the spiritual lake that was surrounded by immortal energy and the extraordinary locust tree, Huang Long was very satisfied.
After choosing a good place, Huang Long did not hesitate. He used his magic power to gather materials from the ground and built a small wooden courtyard under the locust tree.
Just as Huang Long finished building the courtyard, the Immortal Spirit Lake water churned and a huge old turtle emerged from the surface. When he saw Huang Long, his eyes were very respectful and a little afraid. He wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he lowered his head and said to Huang Long carefully.
"Old Tortoise Spirit Lake greets Immortal Elder. Seeing Immortal Elder's face makes Old Tortoise extremely terrified.”
Huang Long looked at the old turtle. The old turtle was only a Heaven Immortal, but the immortal Qi on its body was pure. It was obvious that it was not an evil person.
Seeing his careful appearance, Huang Long said gently," Old Turtle, don't be nervous. This poor Taoist is only here temporarily.”
Old Tortoise became even more terrified when he heard this." That's not what I meant.”
Perhaps afraid that Huang Long would misunderstand, the old turtle quickly said sincerely," Immortal, I've been cultivating in this lake for countless years. Every day, I absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but I still can't attain the Great Dao and can't transform. Today, I've met you, Immortal, and I'm afraid that I can't attain the Great Dao. I long for you, Immortal, and pity that it's difficult for me to attain the Great Dao. I'm afraid that I'll anger you, Immortal, so I'm hesitant."”
Huang Long didn't say anything. He looked at Old Tortoise thoughtfully for a while and then said," You must be blessed to be able to cultivate on Mount Shouyang. However, your opportunity is not with me. I pity that it is difficult for you to seek the Way. In the future, when I cultivate, you can stay outside the door. How much Qi of the Way you can get depends on your own comprehension.”
When Old Tortoise heard that Huang Long didn't have his opportunity, he was a little depressed. However, when he heard that Huang Long allowed him to stay outside the door, he instantly became excited. He thanked Huang Long with tears of gratitude," Thank you for your pity, Immortal."”
Dao could not be passed down easily. Don't think that Huang Long was stingy. As a Primordial Immortal, he would naturally emit some Dao accumulation when he cultivated.
Sometimes, it would recite scriptures. Even if the Yellow Dragon did not preach, it was a rare opportunity for the old turtle to stay by the Yellow Dragon's side. In the later generations, there were many demons who accidentally heard the chanting of scriptures by mighty people and eventually cultivated divine powers.
Huang Long also had some guesses about this old turtle, including the extraordinary locust tree behind him, the thousand-year-old locust tree, and the Immortal Turtle Listening Technique. They all seemed to be the sights of Mount Shouyang's Eight Sceneries. This place would also be the Taiqing Dao Field in the future. Therefore, it was not good for him to interfere too much with their fate with Sage Taiqing.
Although the Eight Sceneries of Shouyang couldn't compare to the Eight Sceneries of the Primal Chaos Dojo, they still belonged to Sage Taiqing. It was better to be careful.
In fact, the main reason was that there were no benefits. The only good thing was this spiritual locust tree, which could barely be considered a high-grade innate spiritual root.
Mount Shouyang was a mountain of extreme Yang. As the saying went, Yang produces Yin. This locust tree was a tree of extreme Yin that was born from Mount Shouyang. It coexisted with Mount Shouyang and had the effect of combing the spiritual energy in the earth veins of Mount Shouyang.
However, it was precisely because of this close relationship that once the locust tree was taken away, it would destroy the terrain of Mount Shouyang and cause karma.
Huang Long looked at the Spirit Locust Tree and nodded his head in satisfaction. At this moment, he felt as if he was channeling the power of heaven and earth.
Mount Shouyang was the most Yang, and it had also given birth to the most Yin Spiritual Pagoda Tree, which was in line with the Way of the Yin and Yang. Although the Yin and Yang Dust Formation here could not compare to the real Yin and Yang terrain, it could still increase its power.
After everything was packed up, Huang Long began his closed-door cultivation in the wooden house. There were less than 3,000 years left until the appointed time. He needed to increase his combat strength as much as possible during this time. He had just obtained the Five Spirit Pearls, so he could not cultivate the Five Qi in a short period of time.
However, he had obtained the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag from the Dragon Abyss Treasury. With a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure, he could increase his chances of winning by quite a bit.
Apart from the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag and the Thunder Rock Drum, he didn't have the time to refine them. The Yin Yang Talisman that had absorbed the innate Yin and Yang Qi had also completed its transformation. It had become a supreme-grade spiritual treasure with 46 Innate Divine Hexes and needed to be refined again.
Huang Long counted his belongings and suddenly realized that he seemed to have become a little rich.
Not counting the Great Dao Golden Book, there were five supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasures alone. Moreover, there were all kinds of them.
The Lei Zhe Stone Drum had 47 Innate Divine Hexes, the Yin Yang Qi Talisman had 46 Innate Divine Hexes, and the Black Yellow Creation Cauldron, the Falling Treasure Coin, and the Black Origin Water Control Flag were all top-grade Innate Divine Hexes.
In addition to these, there were nine superior-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasures, two supreme-grade Postnatal Spiritual Treasures, and a super-sized Yin and Yang Dust Formation.
Looking at all these belongings, Huang Long could finally pat his chest and say that he was a rich dragon.
Although there were many magic treasures, many of them had yet to be refined. Thus, Huang Long planned to refine them properly during this period of time.
After that, Huang Long lived in seclusion. Besides reciting the Yellow Court, he would refine spiritual treasures or take a tour around Mount Shouyang to lay down the foundation of the Yin and Yang Dust Formation in advance.
Old Tortoise just lay outside the wooden house every day like a decoration. He didn't speak or move.
Suiren-Shi and the other two had come to visit Huang Long frequently after he settled down. They would ask Huang Long for advice on some cultivation problems and sometimes tell him about the difficulties that the Human Tribe had encountered. Huang Long would also give them some solutions.
This kind of leisurely and peaceful life fascinated Huang Long. In the blink of an eye, 800 years had passed.
One day, when Huang Long was refining the Black Yellow Creation Cauldron, Suiren-Shi and the other two came to the wooden house.
"We have something to ask of Reverend Huang Long.”
Sensing the arrival of Suiren and the other two, Huang Long opened his eyes and walked out of the wooden house.
In the past eight hundred years, although Suiren and the other two had often come to ask him questions, they rarely came to him when he was cultivating.
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