Primordial Being, before the division of Primordial Qi, chaos is one, it is the beginning of Primordial Qi!

Everything in heaven and earth is formed from the transformations of chaos, Primordial Qi evolves into all things in the world, Chaos Qi degenerates into Innate Qi, and Innate Qi becomes Postnatal Spiritual Qi.

The higher the cultivator’s realm, the higher the level of energy they can absorb and utilize, which is why their combat power grows after a breakthrough.

The “Mixed Element Martial Scripture” explores the Martial Dao within cultivation, pursuing the essence of the world, and the path is to utilize various energies, converging into one path. Whether it is Spiritual Qi, vital energy and blood, Yin Qi, or Demonic Qi, all will eventually align with Primordial Qi.

The scripture explains step-by-step how to leverage the power of heaven and earth, integrating it with oneself, ultimately purifying it to higher and higher levels to attain Primordial Martial Arts.

“The cultivation philosophy of the scripture is incredibly profound. What I can currently perceive is only at the Earth Immortal level, and going further it’s sealed off.

Even at the Earth Immortal level, I barely understand half of it; my vision and cultivation level are inadequate. Like a summer insect unable to discuss ice, or seeing flowers in the fog.

What I must do is focus on comprehending the Body Refining Chapter and the Human Immortal Chapter, and strive to synchronize my practice of the scripture with my cultivation level as soon as possible.”

Wang Xuan was confident, for others it might take two or three years to reforge, turning past powers into the scripture’s prowess.

But as long as he grasped the cultivation philosophy and knew the methods, he could rapidly improve.

“No rush, no rush. Seeking victory through stability is the right path. For me, cultivation speed is not an issue at all; rather, cultivating too fast is the problem.”

Now, being at Immortal Martial Mountain, with enough cultivation resources and the protection of the teachers at the Mountain Gate, and having a long span of time, what he needed to do was cultivate well.

He could finally relax for a period.

Relying on a big tree for shade, Wang Xuan felt he had truly experienced this advantage.

In the past, as a Loose Cultivator, trying to acquire wealth and fight for cultivation resources meant risking his life. If bullied, there was no place to reason, only silently remembering it.

But now, everything was different.

Wang Xuan was in a good mood, but suddenly felt he had forgotten something. Slapping his head, he realized why something seemed amiss: “Ah, I haven’t contacted Lin Cheng these past few days.”

Having been single for too long, he had forgotten he had a girlfriend, habitually drifting outside, disappearing for ten days or half a month.

After coming to Immortal Martial Mountain, personal terminals could contact Chen Qingniu and Zhou Wu without issue, but not those outside Immortal Martial Mountain’s boundaries.

He heard that one needs to apply to qualify for signal relays. Wang Xuan, forgetting even his own mountain, hurried to resolve this matter, having the right as a True Disciple.

Once resolved, Wang Xuan contacted Lin Cheng, only to find her busy in the lab, not having considered the lack of contact.

“It’s all your fault for giving me the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm materials; I’ve been studying Elemental Base Meat and too busy to think of you lately,” Lin Cheng said coquettishly.

Wang Xuan was relieved: “Take care of yourself, don’t overwork.”

If other couples knew each other, they’d certainly stick together all day. Not even seeing each other for three or four days, or even not replying to her message for half an hour, would be a big deal.

But these two were certainly an odd couple.

“I’m glad you don’t blame me. I’ve been busy outside recently, all is safe. As for what I’m doing, I’ll surprise you when we’re back together.”

In reality, Wang Xuan feared giving her pressure. Being a True Disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain was indeed a lofty status.

Lin Cheng was used to Wang Xuan’s absences, not to mention she was always busy in the lab too, forgetting everything when engrossed.

“I’m not particularly clingy, and you won’t get lost, so there’s nothing to worry about,” Lin Cheng was not complaining at all.

Wang Xuan’s confession was enough to keep her happy for a year, and having been together for three days made her quite content.

“Don’t get charmed by any Fox Spirits, come back soon!” Lin Cheng urged.

“Don’t worry, with someone like me, who else would be interested except you? I’ll send some photos when I can; don’t worry, I’ll be back in a while.”

Hanging up the phone, Wang Xuan was no longer worried.

He now had a ‘family,’ so he couldn’t just disappear without a trace like before.

In front of him was a mountain peak ninety-nine zhang high, with a slope of about thirty degrees. Looking up, he saw a swaying bamboo grove.

The sound of the wind blowing through, rustling continuously, Wang Xuan walked up the new and spacious stone steps, a stone monument standing beside them, inscribed with “Black and White Mountain.”

The stone steps meandered upward, and both sides had been arranged to allow views into the distance without being blocked by the bamboo grove. Everywhere was a scenic painting, serene and grand.

After several hundred stone steps, Wang Xuan reached a newly paved plaza with cyan jade-colored stone slabs.

Putting his foot on it, he found it surprisingly firm, unshakable even with his strength, clearly specially treated and set with arrays.

Looking far from the plaza, the vista was open, with the scenery for dozens of miles in full view, refreshing to the mind.

Continuing along the stone steps on the plaza, barely a hundred steps later, a bamboo grove appeared on the side of the winding path.

This bamboo grove was quite different from the others. Each bamboo was tall and resilient, like emerald green jade, untainted by any blemish.

It did not seem like bamboo but more like jade sculptures.

Unable to resist, Wang Xuan reached out to grasp a bamboo stick and tried to snap it, only to find it unbreakable. This Spiritual Bamboo was actually harder than special steel.

Looking into the distance, the center seemed to have a clump of bamboo growing notably taller, almost twenty or thirty zhang high, reaching halfway up the mountain.

“These bamboos are sufficient for crafting weapons.” This was clearly a Spiritual Product that could be exchanged with other cultivators for resources.

Suddenly, Wang Xuan felt a tremor as if the earth and mountains were quaking, and a giant black-and-white beast emerged from the bamboo grove.

Recognizable by its black eye circles, black ears, and short tail, Wang Xuan instantly recognized it as a Giant Panda, just extraordinarily large, standing nearly a zhang high.

What surprised Wang Xuan even more was that this panda spoke in a youthful voice.

“Are you the new disciple taken by Elder He? I am the Mountain Guardian Beast of Black and White Mountain, having lived here for a hundred years. This Spiritual Bamboo Garden is my abode.”

Of course, Wang Xuan knew about the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast, but he didn’t expect his would be a panda, an animal known for living off its cuteness. Might it be easily deceived by enemies?

Wang Xuan couldn’t help but ask: “What is your name, and what is your cultivation level?”

“My name is Xiong Bamboo, and I am now one hundred and thirty-eight years old, already at the First Realm of Celestial Demon, equivalent to your human Pure Yang Realm.

I see that your cultivation is just at the Human Immortal entry level, low though it is, you will eventually surpass me in the future and become the master of Black and White Mountain.

On ordinary days, when nothing happens, I guard here. If someone forcibly intrudes, I will subdue them, but normally everything’s peaceful here for the past hundred years.

If you need anything from me, just give a word, but don’t treat me like a slave. I too have dignity.

Enough said, I am going to rest now.”

With this, the massive panda moved its round body back into the depths of the bamboo grove, disappearing from sight.

“Well, no matter what, it is a Celestial Demon, a significant help, though unreliable.” Wang Xuan didn’t know what to say.

Continuing along the stone steps to the mountainside, the slope of the whole mountain began to flatten. From a distance, Wang Xuan saw several grand and majestic palaces.

Crossing the bend, the full view of a broad, open cyan brown palace unfolded in front of him, its sheer immensity covering several acres.

Stepping onto the bluestone floor, the sound of clear, crisp bells rang out, and a dozen people emerged from various places, neatly forming two lines.

Evenly split between male and female, some middle-aged, others young, every one of them with a dignified appearance, pleasant to the eye.

Seeing Wang Xuan approach, they respectfully saluted: “Greetings, Mountain Lord.”

“Who are you all?” Wang Xuan asked.

A middle-aged man replied: “To the Mountain Lord, we are the servants of Black and White Mountain, taking care of your daily life and handling some chores.

If you have any requests, just instruct us, and we dare not disobey.”

Wang Xuan finally understood the benefits of being a True Disciple. As Lord of Black and White Mountain, Immortal Martial Mountain naturally equipped him generously, considering all aspects.

“Lord Mountain, I have already explained the situation of Black and White Mountain to you. May I ask if there are any instructions?” inquired the manager.

“Have you received the gifts sent by my senior brothers and sisters?” Wang Xuan asked.

“They have been sent to the storeroom. I will take you to see them now.” The manager immediately led the way.

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