The Fifth Volume of Meishan Yao's Cultivation of Thunder Law: Huang Shiren Becomes a True Immortal

  And then there's Huang Shiren, the leader of the mountain demons under Mei Shan Wujin Laozu, who bid farewell to his master and left the cave mansion, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

  He picked up a life-saving treasure and obtained the magical artifact of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, plus he knocked out the raccoon dog spirit Al with a single blow, so he was overjoyed.

  A cave mansion, a world of its own, was the dwelling place of these little demons. These little demons had all been practicing Taoism for two or three hundred years and were mostly newly transformed into human form with low cultivation levels. They gathered together to fight and play, turning a beautiful mountain into a dark and gloomy place. Huang Shiren wandered among them, first winning over the subordinates of the dead Hei Xiong monster, then taking over the men and horses of Fei Po Feng Jie. With some clever words, he even won over two-thirds of Lao Zu's little demons.

  "In the future, we can't avoid having a falling out with Ah Er and his gang, and things will get heated. It's always better to have more people on our side." Huang Shiren calmed down the demon crowd, looked at the sun which was already setting in the west, and drove a cloud of demons away from Wujin Cave, searching for a secluded valley deep in the mountains, where he descended with his cloud.

  Since crossing over, this day has been quite exciting, Old Huang couldn't help but tidy up and make some plans.

  According to Huang Zhizhen's previous memories, Huang Shiren easily inferred the situation in front of him: at this time, Da Shang Wang was still Emperor Yi, that old guy, and the unlucky egg Nu Wa Wang, who would later become notorious, was still a promising young man, and it would take several decades for the gods to be sealed.

  "Come to think of it, I don't seem to have a title on the list of gods, which is fortunate." Huang Shiren let out a dry laugh and hung his head again.

  Since Pangu opened the sky and earth, countless catastrophes have occurred, and many immortals and heroes have died. As for ordinary demons, there are too many to count. The Investiture of the Gods is one of the rare great catastrophes. To put it bluntly, it was a conspiracy between the Western Sect, the Heavenly Sect, and other old forces, which ultimately benefited the Western Sect, destroyed the Intercepting Sect, and brought disaster to all living things. In short, those who were on the list had no place to rest in death, while those who were not on the list were unknown in their demise. They say that the Land of Warmth is a tomb for heroes, but how many Lands of Warmth can compare to this Investiture of the Gods?

  "Mei Shan, Mei Shan..." Old Huang muttered the name, his eyes lighting up.

  If Old Huang is not mistaken, the name of Meishan Seven Monsters should be on the list of sealed gods. After the Wanxian Great Array, the immortals who got the way, especially the Qijiao sect, were almost slaughtered to extinction. Jiang Ziya led his army to Changge and was killed by the Meishan Seven Monsters, led by Yuan Hong, with people and horses overturned. These seven beasts are all cowards, especially Yuan Hong, who is a white gibbon spirit transformed from the eight-nine mysterious skills, one of the four great spiritual monkeys, and a single iron rod is so powerful!

  This place is called Mei Mountain, isn't it the lair of those seven freaks? Old Huang stirred up the memory of the yellow weasel spirit and found that Mei Mountain was indeed not an ordinary place. This mountain range, although named Mei Mountain, was actually a huge mountain range, with mountains connected to mountains, peaks stretching far and wide, and its spiritual energy was much denser than in later eras. Monsters and beasts thrived here, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate their way, and after achieving enlightenment, they opened up caves, recruited troops, and started a business of occupying the mountain as kings. There were countless people like Wu Jin Old Ancestor.

  However, in the memory of Huáng Xiǎo Jīng, there seems to be no name of Méi Shān Qī Guài. The reason for this is that the Seven Freaks may not have settled down at this time, or they may not have had any dealings with Wū Jīn Dòng.

  "When the Daoist master's cultivation is high, he will open a cave mansion one day, socialize with these people, eat meat in large chunks and drink wine in big bowls, and live a carefree life." Huang Shiren cherished this idea, but also knew that considering his current cultivation level, it was not enough to even protect himself, let alone open a cave mansion.

  "Alas, Master Dao is now just a clay Bodhisattva. It seems that no matter where you mix, strength is the most important thing." Huang Shiren sighed and became sullen again.

  Nowadays, the practice of immortality in the fairy world also has a saying. The cultivator must go through the stages of refining energy and transforming essence, refining essence and transforming spirit, refining spirit and returning to emptiness, and refining emptiness and merging with the Tao before they can cultivate a true immortal body. It is said that there are four stages, but in reality, the cultivation process often requires years and months of hard exploration, which is even more difficult for foolish and ignorant demons. Above the true immortal, there are six levels: Taiyi True Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo True Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Quasi-Sage, and Sage. It is indeed "the heavenly path is high, high into the nine clouds", to ultimately attain the right path, apart from opportunities, it is unknown how many years and months will be spent.

  The body occupied by Huang Shiren is the 800-year-old Daoist cultivator, Huang Xiong. In terms of age, he can be considered an old monster. Unfortunately, this guy's spiritual intelligence is too low, and he has never had a powerful mentor to guide him, nor has he obtained any profound cultivation methods. He has been fumbling along on his own, which is why after 800 years, he is still stuck at the stage of refining his virtual body and merging with the Dao. This really makes Huang Shiren look down on him.

  "There are some ways." Huang Shiren was a god stick in his previous life, but he was also a genuine descendant of the Kongtong School's Tianji Pavilion. The ancestors left behind a vast collection of classics, and this guy would often flip through them when he had nothing to do. With his talent for remembering everything at a glance, he could be considered well-read. The only regret is that he was too fond of eating and lazy, and didn't have the heart to cultivate.

  Now that I have obtained the eight-hundred-year-old Dao body of the yellow weasel, combined with the cultivation methods I mastered in my previous life, it seems not difficult to improve my cultivation.

  "This yellow weasel may be foolish, but in eight hundred years it has been diligent and laid a good foundation! Master Dao picked a leak." Huang Shiren's originally decadent mood was swept away, and he became enthusiastic.

  The power of the master, one is cultivation, and the other is the magic treasure. Huang Hu's only magic treasure was the Yin Wind Pearl, which had been cultivated with the ability to summon the wind. This pearl had been used by Huang Shi Ren and its power was not small, but unfortunately it fell into the hands of Huang Fei Hu.

  "This treasure of Qingxu's Cow Nose, I must take a good look at it." Fortunately, what was lost in the east was gained in the west, and with the elimination of the mastermind behind the sinister plot, he had obtained Qingxu's deadly weapon.

  Old Huang took out the three-pointed, two-bladed mourning nail, carefully examined it, and saw that although it was less than three inches long, it was surrounded by a faint glow, with a crimson-colored body, vaguely visible with countless symbols, its actual combat power far surpassing that of the yin wind bead.

  "Good baby, from now on, killing people and robbing goods will depend on you." Old Huang stared at this door nail with a dazed expression, just about to refine him, but suddenly had some reservations.

  I'm afraid that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun might have done something with his hands inside, and I've long heard that the law treasures all have spirituality. If my own cultivation is insufficient, wouldn't it be a case of trying to steal a chicken but ending up losing the rice instead?

  Old Huang narrowed his eyes, stretched out a chicken claw-like palm, and slowly condensed a thunderball, sighing: "The most pressing matter at hand is still the Daoist master's Palm Thunder, let's study it carefully."

  For Lei Fa, Huang Shi-ren was extremely proficient and immediately recalled the records of Tianji Guan about Wu Lei Zheng Fa that he had seen before. After doing so, he indeed made some discoveries.

  Thunder is born from the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth. "East three, south two, north one, west four, this is the ancestor of the great number and the center five." The thunder travels through the middle energy of heaven and earth, so it's called the Five Thunders. In the Tianji Observation Secret Method, there is a book called "The Proliferation of the Daoist Canon", which says: "Xi Xian said: The five energies pay homage to the origin, without being tainted by a single speck of dust, able to purify and cleanse, this is called no leakage. The liver is the wood of the eastern soul, the lungs are the metal of the western spirit, the heart is the fire of the southern god, the kidneys are the water of the northern essence, and the spleen is the earth of the central palace. Therefore, the sage's eyes do not see but his soul returns to the liver, his ears do not hear but his essence is in the kidneys, his tongue does not taste but his spirit is in the heart, his nose does not smell but his spirit is in the lungs, and his four limbs do not move but his intention is in the spleen. This is called gathering the five thunders, cutting off the five leakages, being still and unmoving is the body of the Dao, responding to feelings and communicating is the function of the Dao, this is the wonder of the Five Thunders."

  In short, the meaning is that in internal skill cultivation, the five thunders belong to the five organs. The energy of the five organs converges and gathers as one, only then can it reach the great way, grasping the subtlety of the five thunders. This is called gathering the five thunders, also referring to the realm where the internal skill cultivation of thunder methods reaches the state of the five energies returning to the origin.

  The Taoist school of thought believes that among all the laws, the most powerful is the law of thunder.

  "The Illustrated Explanation of the Daoist Canon" thoroughly and detailedly records the cultivation path of Lei Fa. Generally speaking, the cultivation of Lei Fa emphasizes the cultivation of internal alchemy, advocating "Dao Body Method Application". That is to say, after cultivating internal alchemy and uniting with the true Dao as the foundation, various spiritual transformations and mysterious techniques are formed externally. When internal alchemy is accomplished, the Pre-Heavenly Primordial Qi is full and overflowing. This Pre-Heavenly Primordial Qi is also known as the Pre-Heavenly Ancestral Qi or the Chaotic Primordial Qi.

  "In the end, it's still necessary to refine and merge with the Tao to have great power." Huang Shiren licked his lips, somewhat moved: "The five thunders are born from the five organs, so what is this thunder made of? Let me check."

  Huang Shiren relied on "Dao Fa Zong Zhi Tu Yan Yi", carefully thought back, and finally found a record of the classification of thunder.

  "Thunder, the heavenly command. Those who obtain its law can drive thunder and control electricity, pray for rain and clear skies, govern evil spirits and subdue demons, ward off locusts and dispel pests, refine and guide the souls of the dead.

  Thunder is born from heaven and earth, with distinctions among them. Apart from the ordinary types, the most difficult to obtain are the Ten Great Orthodox Thunders: Divine Spark Thunder, Jade Axis Thunder, Great Cave Thunder, Immortal Capital Thunder, North Pole Thunder, Taiyi Thunder, Purple Mansion Thunder, Jade Dawn Thunder, Supreme Spark Thunder, and Ultimate Extreme Thunder.

  These Ten Great Orthodox Thunders have some that descend at the time of heaven and earth's creation, while others originate from the primordial chaos. Their power is immense, but they are rarely seen."

  Tai Xiang Zheng Lei, purple in color, the essence of thunder presents a majestic and powerful appearance, with rays of light extending for thousands of miles, emerging from the primordial chaos. The heavens and earth obtain this thunder, transforming and changing endlessly. Humans who obtain this thunder can cultivate the Five Thunder Method, sensing the heavens and earth, stirring ghosts and spirits, breathing in wind, clouds, thunder, and rain, able to achieve anything.

  Huang Shi Ren was overjoyed when he found information about Tai Xiang Zheng Lei, slowly manipulating the thunderball in his hand. Indeed, within the thunder's core, a grain-sized essence of thunder gradually appeared, taking on a majestic purple appearance, with rays of light radiating in all directions.

  "He's really lucky, he's rich, he's rich! He actually got the second-ranked Chaos Thunder among the top ten righteous thunders. It was worth it that I was struck by lightning twice." Huang Shiren was overjoyed, scratching his ears and dancing with excitement, and couldn't help but feel a surge of ambition: "When I master the Five Thunders Righteous Method, hehe, those birds from the Heavenly Sect, I'll kill one whenever I see one, and if I see two, I'll kill them both!"

  This was too coincidental, under the coincidence, it had already merged into Huang Shiren's heart and soul. For him, controlling it was like a fish in water. The only shortcoming was that his own cultivation couldn't bring out its mighty power.

  "If I use this Thunder Union Technique, will it break through the current bottleneck?" Looking at the thunderball in front of him, Old Huang's heart stirred.

  Refining the void and merging with the Tao is a crucial step for those who cultivate the Tao. On one hand, it requires profound moral integrity; on the other hand, it tests the cultivator's understanding of the Heavenly Tao. With 800 years of cultivation as a yellow weasel spirit, the first aspect is no problem, and as for the second, Old Huang considers himself to have fully met the standard.

  "Give it a try!" Although Old Huang had some reservations, his enormous desire for power stimulated him to take action.

  As soon as the words were spoken, he sat cross-legged, his eyes gazing at his nose, his nose gazing at his heart, and in an instant, he entered a meditative state. Suddenly, inside the old yellow mud pellet palace, a black crystal the size of a fist appeared.

  "Huang Hu's goods are really hard to come by, and it just so happens that I, Old Huang, picked up a bargain. Old Huang was overjoyed, slowly mobilizing the Tai Xiang Zheng Lei breath within his body, driving the thunderous breath into the Muduan Palace."

  A burst of thunder entered, and all that could be seen was a surge of purple light. The lightning wrapped around the demon and released streaks of lightning, instantly splitting the crystal into pieces the size of an egg.

  Pffft! Old Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, secretly crying out in alarm, yet still stubbornly holding on.

  In the muddy palace, at this moment, the situation is chaotic. The thunder of Taixiao is extremely powerful, and the timing is not great, that demon crystal was cut off abruptly, making Old Huang feel extremely tragic.

  However, upon closer inspection, Old Huang discovered that although the demon crystal was fragmented, as its volume decreased, a purple gas gradually appeared in the Mud Ball Palace, and the law force it contained was extremely powerful.

  Perhaps... Old Huang seemed to have found a way out, and turned overjoyed, allowing the thunderous breath to destroy his own demon crystal.

  When a large crystal was chopped to the size of a grain of rice, Old Huang became tense, his hairs standing on end: Oh no, success or failure depends on this one move!

  Crack crack crack!

  As the last thunderbolt struck, the demon completely disappeared. At this time, the Mud Ball Palace was filled with a rich, purple primordial aura that churned and struggled to escape!

  "Nowhere to escape! Refine your spirit and merge with the Tao!" Old Huang shouted angrily, using all his might to cast a spell at the purple aura.

  Refining the void and merging with the Tao, Master Dao finally understood that "void" means completely erasing one's previous cultivation and rebirth through one's understanding of the Heavenly Tao, relying on a momentary reflection to become an immortal; if successful, then it's ascension, but if failed, then one's cultivation will plummet. Master Dao is clever and astute, how could he not grasp this?

  "Thunder is the way of heaven, thunder is the essence of heaven and earth, formless and shapeless, transforming with great power, destroying heaven and opening earth, shocking gods and crying ghosts, unyielding and unrelenting, dying a hundred times to be reborn! The Thunder God is my god, the Thunder Way is my way! With energy combined with energy, with spirit combined with spirit, with the Thunder Way combined with my way!" Huang Shiren let out a loud roar, his face twisted in a fierce expression, transforming the energy of his five internal organs into five thunders, stubbornly trying to compress that purple energy inside Mud Ball Palace into shape!

  Only in the valley, a faint thunder sound came, rumbling and howling, with nine flashes of lightning, like a dragon's roar, frightening the surrounding animals and birds to flee in panic.

  Boom! Two hours later, a loud noise was heard, huge rocks rolled down, the mountain peak broke, and the air shook the sky.

  "Hahaha! I've finally achieved the Way! I've finally become a True Immortal!" Amidst the smoke and dust, Old Huang flew out alone, his clothes disheveled, his face ecstatic with joy!

  Mobilized the eight-hundred-year cultivation, bitterly squeezed for two hours, the purple gas in the Muduan Palace was finally squeezed into shape by Old Huang, a purple inner elixir surrounded by thunder and lightning, born!

  True Immortal. From then on, Meishan gained a True Immortal Mountain Elf!

  Rumble!

  Just as Lao Huang was feeling pleased with himself, a loud rumbling sound came from high above, and suddenly a huge dark cloud appeared, with lightning flashing and thunder booming, rushing straight towards Lao Huang.

  "My goodness! This is a calamity!" Feeling the extremely terrifying aura emanating from above, Lao Hua's face stiffened with a frozen smile.

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