12dz Chapter 74 The Whole Clan Migrates West
Chapter 74 The Whole Clan Migrates West
The Yan Yuan clan, claiming to have 300,000 members, was a vast and dark mass.
If these 300,000 beings were allowed to ride the clouds and traverse the primordial void, their immense aura would surely attract the divine senses of countless powerful beings and spies from the Purple Mansion Continent, just like lights in the night sky.
Xuan Yao would naturally not do something so reckless.
He descended from the clouds and landed under the tree, first giving some instructions to Ancestor Yanheng.
Having cultivated for many years, Ancestor Yanheng was also a person who knew the advantages and disadvantages, and immediately passed on the clan leader's decree.
Those in the clan who had not yet entered the Dao or whose cultivation was still shallow were all taken into several water and fire attribute cave artifacts in batches.
Although these magical artifacts are not considered innate spiritual treasures, they contain hidden wonders within them, enough to allow ordinary and weak beings to live peacefully within them.
Meanwhile, the elite cultivators in the clan who had reached the realms of Celestial Immortal, Profound Immortal, and Golden Immortal were divided into several layers to closely protect these grotto-heaven artifacts from the outside.
Xuan Yao then took action personally.
With a wave of his sleeves, thirty-six black and gold Zhou Tian Sha Banners flew out, transforming into a massive, sky-covering concealment array that completely hid the aura of the entire migrating team.
He then suspended the Heart-Soothing Scepter in the center of the great formation, letting down thousands of gentle, water-like streams of pure, auspicious energy, which soothed and calmed the fear, anxiety, and distracting thoughts of his people who had left their homeland.
In this way, although the 300,000 creatures were migrating, the energy they emitted was like a still pond, so weak that it could hardly disturb any outsiders.
However, the real challenge lies in how to safely move this primordial tree of water and fire away from the swamp.
It should be known that this tree has been rooted deep in the marsh for countless eons, and its root system has long been intertwined with the earth's veins for thousands of miles.
If, like True Man Chi Li, one disregards the life and death of the earth's veins and forcibly uproots it with brute force, not only will the ancestral tree's innate essence be severely damaged, but the balance of water and fire in the Flame Abyss Fire Marsh will also collapse in an instant, turning into a monstrous karmic obstacle that will backfire on Xuan Yao's own fortune.
"Those who seek the Way should always leave room for maneuver in their actions."
"Draining the pond to catch all the fish is not something we should do."
Xuan Yao stood on the platform, his expression solemn.
He ordered Ancestor Yanheng to lead all the cultivators in the clan who were proficient in formations to lay down a dense array of Yan Yuan water and fire Dao patterns around the huge roots of the ancestral tree.
Each person took a corner of the formation and, using their own gentle water and fire essence as a guide, began to peel away the roots of the ancestral tree from the earth's veins inch by inch.
At this moment, the Xuan Shui Old Dragon also revealed its true form as a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon, silently diving into the Xuan Yin Dark Current at the deepest part of the earth.
With its innate affinity for water and thunder, a kinship trait of dragons, it tirelessly used its massive tail and magical power to forcibly manage the underground water veins that had become chaotic due to the stripping of their roots, preventing them from crashing onto the surface.
High in the sky, Lingxiao displays the majesty of a guardian spirit bird.
With a flap of her wings, wind and thunder patterns streaked across the clouds, specifically targeting wild beasts and rogue cultivators attracted by the earth's tremors and the leakage of spiritual energy.
As for Yan Yuanzi, who had just been born, he obediently held the red copper fire gourd and sat quietly in the center of the ancestral tree's roots, which resembled a coiled dragon.
He closed his eyes, and the crimson and blue Dao patterns between his brows emitted a soft, shimmering light.
The little guy constantly draws upon the innate water and fire elements within his body, working in conjunction with the wood and fire vitality within the fire gourd. It acts like an extremely gentle bond, constantly soothing the ancestral tree's innate spiritual energy, which has become increasingly agitated due to the stripping away of the earth's veins.
This separation took a full three hundred years.
For three hundred years, Xuan Yao has always sat at the top, never slacking off for a moment.
Whenever a root breaks off from the depths of the earth's veins, he would flick his sleeve and release a gentle, pure energy to carefully fill the gap in the earth's veins.
He even deliberately took out some of the water and fire spirit seeds he had previously collected in the East and sprinkled them into the depths of those dried-up riverbeds, in order to preserve the future vitality of this ancient land and prevent it from becoming a dead land.
Ancestor Yanheng watched from the side.
Seeing that this newly worshipped master could have forcibly taken away the ancestral tree with his powerful magic at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, yet he chose to expend several tens of percent of his magic power each day to preserve the destiny of the old land of Yan Yuan Fire Swamp, he couldn't help but feel even more respect for him.
"The Lord is merciful, unlike ordinary demon kings who kill and plunder. My Yan Yuan clan has truly chosen the right sect."
During this process, Yan Yuanzi also revealed his amazing talent as a child of innate water and fire for the first time.
Under the little guy's constant guidance, the ancestral tree, which was originally a hundred feet tall and had chaotic energy, actually began to autonomously restrain the leaking life force and spiritual energy.
As a result, the energy consumption of the Heavenly Gang Concealment Array was also greatly reduced by several times.
One day, three hundred years later.
A very clear rumble came from deep underground.
The majestic ancestral tree finally separated its last root, as thin as a beard, intact from the earth's veins.
Xuan Yao waved his long sleeves, but did not take away the innate water and fire essence of the entire Fire Swamp.
He merely used his great magic to extract a small portion of the essence of water and fire from the core of the ancestral tree, transforming it into a round, red and blue mud ball, which he would use as a catalyst for replanting it in Qinghei Mountain later.
Immediately, with a thought, he sent out thirty-six Zhou Tian Sha Banners like rainbows, steadily supporting the shrunk, condensed innate spiritual root in mid-air.
"Walk."
With Xuan Yao's order, the curtain was finally raised on the westward migration of the entire clan.
On the return journey, Xuan Yao proceeded with extreme caution.
He knew that the contingent of 300,000 people was too large a target, so he did not take the shortest straight line.
Instead, they bypassed the main patrol areas established by Zifu Continent in the east, and instead traveled through remote, desolate mountains and poisonous swamps.
Whenever they passed by sacred sites of immortals or famous mountains and rivers where rogue cultivators gathered, Xuan Yao would lead his team and patiently use the surging storms of heaven and earth deep within the earth's veins, the chaotic flow of demonic energy, or the aftershocks left by rogue cultivators fighting in the wilderness to forcibly conceal the traces of their journey.
There were two crises along the way.
In a secluded valley shrouded in poisonous mist, two Xuanxian cultivators from Zifu Continent, who had traveled there, seemed to sense some unusual fluctuations in the laws of the void and wanted to descend from the clouds to investigate.
Before they could even get close to the edge of the great formation, Lingxiao in the sky had already made a fierce move.
A thin, blood-red line shot out from the depths of the clouds.
The Crimson Flame Flying Knife, propelled by the speed of wind and thunder, was so fast that it didn't even give the opponents a chance to scream before severing their heads.
Just as their true spirits were about to escape, they were instantly incinerated into nothingness by the Nanming Fire attached to the blade.
The old dragon, meanwhile, was riding the dark water, its claws gripping the yellow sand treasure fan tightly.
With a powerful flap of its wings, a raging sandstorm swept across the sky, instantly obliterating the scattered magical energy and traces left behind by the two, leaving no trace for the East Sea Purple Mansion Continent to receive any news.
They walked and stopped frequently, carefully avoiding countless eyes and ears.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.
On this day, when the majestic and noble outline of Xikunlun, with its auspicious clouds, finally appeared on the horizon, the 300,000 Yan Yuan clan members, including Ancestor Yan Heng, could not help but shed tears of joy at surviving a calamity.
We've arrived at Qingheishan.
Meanwhile, outside the mountain gate, the two boys, Qingya and Yuanguo, along with the patriarch of the White Fox Clan, had already received the message sent by the Great Master via wild goose.
Following Xuan Yao's instructions, they led the surrendered water demon laborers to thoroughly clean up the vast, remote mountains and valleys on the west side of Qingheishan Mountain.
This place is right next to that pool of water that has accumulated countless storms.
Beyond the flow of Qi, it can continuously receive the vital Yang energy from the inner mountain fire phoenix tree, the innate Ren water from the peach branch, and the gentle and auspicious Qi from the jade dew and blessed mushroom.
In terms of Yin and Yang, this is most suitable for the Yan Yuan Clan, a naturally water- and fire-loving race, to reproduce and cultivate.
Xuan Yao descended from the clouds, and before the entire clan, pointing to the newly opened mountain range, he said loudly:
"From this day forward, this place shall be named the Western Regions of Yan Yuan."
"Fellow Daoist Yan Heng will continue to serve as the clan leader, leading 300,000 people to live here in peace."
"You must remember the rules of my Green Black Mountain."
"Without the decree of the Grand Master, no expansion beyond Xikunlun is permitted."
"One must not rely on one's own talents to oppress the birds and beasts that originally lived in the mountains."
"Furthermore, one must not bring worldly karma or karmic influences into the mountains without authorization."
"Those who violate this rule will be met with ruthless disregard for the rules."
Ancestor Yan Heng, pulling Yan Yuanzi along, immediately knelt before the mountain gate and respectfully replied:
"We will strictly abide by the Master's rules! Generation after generation, we will never dare to disobey them!"
After establishing the rules and titles, Xuan Yao took a step forward and landed on the spiritual peak at the very center of the Western Region of Yan Yuan.
With his sleeves fluttering, he formed hand seals and gently pointed towards the Spirit Peak at the Primordial Water and Fire Ancestral Tree, which was supported by the thirty-six Zhou Tian Sha Banners.
"fall."
Boom!
The earth's veins emitted a joyful tremor.
That peculiar ancient tree, towering a thousand feet tall and half red and half blue, finally took root firmly in the depths of the earth once more in that instant.
The moment the tree roots touched the spiritual soil, an immense crimson-blue divine light, accompanied by the ceaseless roar of water and fire, shot straight into the heavens, turning the entire western sky of the Green Black Mountain into a tapestry of red and blue.
This wisp of innate water and fire vitality instantly formed an astonishing closed loop with the fire sycamore and peach branches of the inner mountain, where water and fire were in harmony and wind and thunder followed.
In an instant, the once somewhat remote and arid western mountain ridge, nourished by the Daoist principles of water and fire, saw pools of hot spring water emerge from the earth, and rare flowers and herbs imbued with the laws of water and fire sprouted up one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
In the blink of an eye, the entire mountain range was transformed into a supremely blessed land of purity and spiritual beauty.
Three hundred thousand people of the Yan Yuan clan knelt before the white jade steps of the mountain gate, facing the inner mountain, and shouted the name of their great lord in unison.
Thus, these 300,000 innate descendants of the primordial race, who were naturally close to Yin and Yang, along with this extremely precious innate spiritual root, have finally become another important pillar of the Qingheishan Daoist Temple.