Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The entrance was deathly quiet.

Lord Ying stared at the still Ice Crystal Immortal Spirit standing at the doorway, his consciousness blank.

After a long while.

"My lord...my lord, did you just say, you were sent by Zhang Jing to get me out of the Ten Thousand Gods Mini-Void? He... he just went to Qingxiao Xuanming Heaven, how can this be possible!"

Lord Ying uttered disbelievingly.

He disregarded the terrifying Immortal Spirit in front of him, instead rubbing his eyes forcefully, seemingly trying to ascertain if everything happening currently was a figment of his imagination.

The surprise came too suddenly.

That it made Lord Ying feel as if he was dreaming.

Across.

Under Lord Ying's burning gaze.

A slight smile crossed Han Sheng's chiseled face.

He nodded, replying with certainty:

"If you're called 'Lord Ying,' then that's correct. The master specifically sent me to fetch you and go to the Ling Shu Mountain Dojo. Please hurry up and pack, then follow me out of here."

Looking at the Baiyun Immortal Spirit in front of him who only possessed Golden Core Realm aura.

Han Sheng did not display even the slightest hint of superiority, his expression was very calm.

On one hand, even though they belonged to different species, they all were natural immortal spirits.

This was comforting.

On the other hand,

The most important point,

Is that the master specifically cared to redeem him, spending a considerable amount of luck movement.

This highlighted the relationship between the two sides.

No need for him to offend the master needlessly.

"My lord, wait a moment, I'll pack immediately."

Only after hearing Han Sheng's voice, did Lord Ying awaken, hurriedly nodding in response.

Seemingly afraid that if he responded late, they would leave without him.

Time moved slowly.

After bidding everyone farewell.

With a small bundle on his back, carrying on his shoulder a 'changing block', which was at least ten times larger than him, Lord Ying followed behind Han Sheng gingerly.

As his figure disappeared,

Lord Ying couldn't help but take another look back, a yearning for the future apparent in his eyes, but also an almost imperceptible sense of attachment.

Since he was conscious, he had always been here.

Every corner, every inch of space, all was familiar.

He never noticed before, but when it was time to leave, he felt a pang of reluctance.

And there was Xiao You!

Even though that creature was annoying, they had lived together for so many years.

"Ah~"

He sighed longingly filled with complex emotions.

Lord Ying wanted to take Xiao You away, but he also knew that he couldn't trouble Zhang Jing.

Meanwhile,

The door creaked open behind him, revealing a shiny pair of eyes. They reflected Lord Ying's gradually retreating figure.

A hint of longing flashed in the pupils.

For a long moment,

"Hmph, good riddance! The annoying ghost is gone, now I can sleep peacefully,"

A strange, ambiguous exclamation echoed faintly through the crack in the door.

...

Half a day later.

"Wow! This is Zhang Jing's Dojo!"

"So formidable!"

Inside the Ling Shu Mountain Dojo, Lord Ying's amazed sounds of exclamation resounded one after another.

At this moment, his eyes unconsciously widened, darting around unceasingly, and he looked like a bumpkin visiting the city for the first time.

Hearing this,

The eyebrows of the nearby Bing Liangliang shot upwards. Swiftly, he jumped up and viciously hit Lord Ying on the head with his transparent, crystalline little hand.

There was a crisp sound of 'slap'!

The next instant,

"Ouch! What are you hitting me for?"

Lord Ying let out a scream, then looked at Bing Liangliang with teary eyes.

He saw the latter poised with hands on hips, looking sassy and shouting angrily:

"I've told you, do not directly mention the master's name."

...

...

Two years passed quickly.

Inside the Qing Jing Palace,

A heavy breathing suddenly burst out, then quickly spread in all directions.

Underground spiritual veins started to vibrate madly.

Boom, boom-

In an instant,

As if the earth dragon was turning over, the ground also started to shake.

But the next moment,

Before anyone could react, all the vibrations disappeared without a trace.

On the Cushion,

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes, the reflection of his own figure slowly opening its eyes mirrored in his bright, yellow pupils.

Such a strange feeling!"

"Zhang Jing greets Daoist friend!"

Two voices, one heavy and one gentle, sounded simultaneously, overlapping with each other.

Then.

"Haha~"

A hearty laughter sound echoed from inside Qingjing palace.

...

...

Zhang Jing stared at the figure across him, a strange color flashing on his face.

In his sight.

A man dressed in a dark yellow Taoist robe, identical in appearance to him, was also smiling at him at the moment.

Two faces on one body!

It was as if he had split into two people.

The other person was himself, they were two sides of the same coin, but also had complete independent consciousness.

This feeling was indeed peculiar.

Zhang Jing did not know how to describe this feeling with words.

Moreover.

"Thick Earth Dao Body, Son of Earth, controls the Wutu Xuanhuang celestial light, controlling the infinite power of the earth veins, immune to all Dharma, and strength is boundless."

Seemed to sense something.

A touch of surprise flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

"This clone... seems slightly overpowered! No wonder it's an innate divine and holy embryo, even if it wasn't fully nurtured in the beginning, it's still terrifying."

He carefully felt it.

If this clone was standing on the earth, connected with the earth veins. His real body might not be able to break the other's defense.

Even if he uses all his strength to urge the Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword, it would remain the same.

Of course, part of it was due to Zhang Jing's current low cultivation level, and his Original Realm had not yet been birthed, which made it hard to exert the true power of the Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword.

But more importantly.

It was because of the other's Thick Earth Dao Body, and the overly cheeky talent of the Son of Earth.

Control the earth veins!

As long as this guy stands on the earth.

Attacking him would be equivalent to attacking the thick earth extending tens of thousands of miles under one's feet.

Moreover, the clone was only in the Golden Core Realm.

With the advancement of cultivation.

This ability to control the earth veins would become even more exaggerated.

Wait! Golden Core Realm!

Seems like he finally responded, Zhang Jing's brows furrowed unconsciously.

"I could clearly feel the frightening Celestial Machine contained within this clone before, theoretically, it should have been more than just the Golden Core Realm when it was born. Could it be that it was bound by my current cultivation level?"

He analyzed in his heart, feeling that his guess should be correct.

After a while.

"Forget it, don't dwell on this, after all, it's inevitable."

Zhang Jing let out a relieved smile.

In all honesty, this clone has already far exceeded his original expectations, although it was the Golden Core Realm, it's more of a Dharma Phase Realm battle power.

At least in terms of defense, that is the case!

How could he still hope for more?

His thoughts returned to reality.

"Uncle Master Yuan Fang indeed gave a generous gift, from now on, when he recruits disciples, Master's side, hehe~"

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Jing's face.

Then.

Her eyes flashed.

The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a solemn look.

"Next is——, I wonder, whether it is as I previously speculated."

Zhang Jing thought anxiously.

A thought flashed in his mind.

Inside the Mud Pill Palace, the Jade Talisman suddenly emitted a bright light.

In an instant, around the Jade Talisman, the Dao Yuan Qingyun Immortal Seed flickered slightly, then disappeared directly.

In just a moment.

The Yellow Robe Zhang Jing sensed that in his knowledge sea, the Dao Yuan Qingyun Immortal Seed appeared out of thin air, radiating an immeasurable six-color glow.

A touch of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"As expected, it can!"

"But... the range is limited, right?"

Following that mysterious feeling.

Zhang Jing understood instantly.

The Immortal Seed he had cultivated could indeed move freely between his real body and his clone, but currently, it's only limited within one world.

"One world, it's enough."

He murmured in his heart.

Time slowly passed by.

Suddenly.

The black-robed Zhang Jing stood up from the mat, bowed to the yellow-robed Zhang Jing, and politely said:

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Daoist friend to stay in Three Elements City to condense Acquired Purple Qi."

"Haha, Daoist friend is being polite, you and I are one, we share the same breath and roots, how can there be any trouble?"

The yellow-robed Zhang Jing also stood up from the mat, laughing heartily.

Then.

He saw him strode towards the Qingjing Palace exit.