Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 611 - 611 630 One Qi Transforms into Hong Jun

611: Chapter 630: One Qi Transforms into Hong Jun 611: Chapter 630: One Qi Transforms into Hong Jun “I make this herbal tea with the essence of Heaven and Earth and the heart of all things, so that the righteous who drink it can clear their minds and soothe their spirits, while the wicked can wash away their sins and reap good fortune in their next life,” the old man said with a hoarse, slight smile.

“Ha ha!”

“You old man are quite interesting, reducing a simple herbal tea to something so magical.

If it’s like you say, wouldn’t we ascend and become immortals just by drinking your tea?”

A martial artist laughed out loud, prompting laughter from the various vendors around.

Obviously, drinking a bowl of herbal tea in this scorching weather was a great pleasure in life, but nowhere near as miraculous as the old man had described.

“But honestly,” said a merchant, chuckling as he spoke to the old man, “I, Wang Er, have been doing business on this official road for ten years, yet I’ve never seen your tea stall before.

It must be new?”

“Ha ha!”

The old man, his hair completely white and his body slightly stooped, burst into loud laughter.

“My tea stall is the only one between Heaven and Earth, and today, whoever tastes my herbal tea will be extremely wealthy and blessed in their next life.”

“You old man love to brag, but your tea really does relieve the heat.

Next time I pass by, I’ll definitely bring my family here to enjoy it,” said an official, laughing, taking the old man’s word as a joke.

At that moment,

Ye Xuan sat unmoved, but his eyes were intensely focused, staring intently at the old man as if trying to discern who he really was.

As he used his Heavenly Eye, the old man seemed just like an ordinary person, displaying nothing out of the ordinary.

“This herbal tea should be drunk soon, or it won’t relieve the heat,” the old man said to Ye Xuan with a mysterious smile.

“Who are you?”

Ye Xuan spoke in a deep voice, refusing to believe that the old man was an ordinary person, for no ordinary person could say what he had just said.

Yet if the man was not ordinary, why couldn’t he see any cultivation in him?

A Quasi-Saint?

No, even if the old man was a Quasi-Saint, Ye Xuan considered himself at the Daluo Peak, and even if a Quasi-Saint were to intensely hide their aura, they couldn’t escape his Dharma Eye.

A Saint?

A terrifying term surfaced in Ye Xuan’s mind, causing his expression to grow solemn and waves of dread to rise in his spirit, shocked by his own guess.

“Young man, no need to think too much.

I am merely the owner of this tea stall, and today I invited you to drink a bowl of herbal tea to form a good connection in the future,” the old man said with a light smile.

A bowl of herbal tea was placed in front of him, and Ye Xuan, with eyes lowered, picked up the slightly chipped tea bowl after three breaths and drank the contents in one gulp.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Ye Xuan’s face went blank, a massive dizzy spell in his mind.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a gray, muddled space with all vendors and even the tea stall owner nowhere to be seen.

“Since the beginning of time, who preached the Dao?”

An ancient and hoarse voice echoed in this gray space, sounding like the tolling of bells that shook the soul, leaving Ye Xuan completely stunned into silence.

“The Great Dao consists of fifty, from which forty-nine stem, the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation, the cycle of all things, man is the spirit of Heaven and Earth, and the heart is the essence of man…”

Throughout the myriad realms, chants resounded, strands of Dao sounds rippling through this mysterious space.

Mists of gray runes condensed, bearing writings neither of immortal demons nor demonic spirits, but seeming to have existed even before the birth of Heaven and Earth.

At that moment,

Ye Xuan’s face remained blank, his body shaking slightly.

Although he couldn’t understand the mysterious runes in the void, the Undying Immortal Scripture was operating at high speed.

He seemed to grasp a thread of Spiritual Light, yet could not fully comprehend its profoundness.

“What is a human?

What is an immortal, and what is a saint?”

The heavens chanted scriptures, echoing thunderously.

A simple sentence, like the Dawn Light in Chaos, illuminated Ye Xuan’s thoughts and helped him vaguely grasp something extremely important.

Boom!

A cyan Jade Butterfly quietly condensed in the void.

Mysterious runes emerged and continuously revolved around Ye Xuan; once again, mystical heavenly sounds transmitted from all directions.

“Be it human or immortal, so-called saints all exist within Heaven and Earth.

Everything can be destroyed, and the Heavenly Dao can collapse, but as long as the human heart remains undying, it will endure immortally.”

“As long as the heart remains undying, everything will be immortal.”

Boom!

The cyan Jade Butterfly glowed.

Eight mysterious runes appeared before Ye Xuan’s eyes, rendering him as still as a clay statue.

He stared intently at the eight runes, as if falling into some unknown epiphany.

“The heart remains undying, everything immortal?”

Ye Xuan murmured to himself; the Undying Primordial Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness trembled and buzzed.

A speck of white light sprouted within the Undying Primordial Spirit, and an obscure and inexplicable aura burst forth from his Primordial Spirit.

“If the heart remains undying, everything is immortal, the True Spirit is born, can a Quasi-Saint be made?” Ye Xuan shuddered as he murmured.

His eyes shone brightly, for he saw the path ahead and grasped his own Law and Dao – he finally knew how to achieve the position of a Quasi-Saint.

Crack!

Suddenly, the grayish space cracked inch by inch; a piercing light forced Ye Xuan to tightly shut his eyes.

However, when he reopened them, the tea pavilion had vanished without a trace, and the mysterious old man had disappeared as well.

Only the cold tea remained in his hands.

Time seemed to stop, and space appeared to freeze.

Falling leaves hung motionless in the void; common vendors stood still as clay statues.

Clearly, time and space in Heaven and Earth had halted – this scene utterly astonished Ye Xuan.

“Who are you?”

Suddenly, Ye Xuan surveyed Heaven and Earth in all directions, continuously searching for the mysterious old man, his voice trembling as he roared.

Terrifying, truly terrifying.

Merely a bowl of cold tea had disclosed the Profound Meaning of a Quasi-Saint, a capability even the six Great Saints between Heaven and Earth possibly did not possess.

This fact made Ye Xuan’s Divine Soul tremble.

Reclining high on the ninth layer of clouds; the meditation mat elucidates the truth.

Outside Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, I shall lead the teachings.

Pangu births the Taiji, following the dualities and four phenomena.

One path handed down to three friends, two teachings expounded and explained.

Leader of the Xuan gates, transforming into Hong Jun.

Vast Heaven and Earth; the Dao echoes resonantly.

The eternal ancient sounds of the vast world resonated near Ye Xuan’s ears, rendering him speechless and still, his trembling body betraying his emotions at that moment.

“Good deeds today, good results in days to come; I shall wait for you at the end of Heaven and Earth, young friend.”

The voice of the mysterious old man echoed in all directions of Heaven and Earth, causing the mountains and rivers, and all things to resume their movements once more.

Yet, Ye Xuan stood silent and speechless, his eyes extremely fixated, his entire being plunged into a soundless stillness.

“Hong—Jun—Dao—Ancestor?”

He articulated each word slowly, heavily, as if carrying the weight of mountains.

When Ye Xuan, with immense difficulty, uttered these four words, he fell into an unknown fright.