Chapter 1 Zixia
In the central part of the Eastern Wilderness, in the Holy Land of Zifu, there is a dense purple aura and towering mountains, exuding a majestic and mysterious aura.

In a cave in the Purple Palace Holy Land, purple air was steaming, like an ancient incense burner, as if there were gods enshrined there, and it was hazy. A woman who looked like a purple fairy flower was sitting cross-legged on a huge black gourd. She was not very old, only about fourteen or fifteen years old, with purple clothes fluttering, hair dancing lightly, and shrouded in purple air. Her stunning face was very hazy. Her eyebrows were shining, and through the purple mist, purple clouds bloomed, as if a little mark of Tao was flashing in disillusionment.

"There are two of me in this world, one body feeds me daily, and the other soul makes up for the years. One is walking slowly on a white horse and in spring clothes in the words, and the other is struggling for the whole year in life." The woman muttered to herself with a confused look in her eyes.

After a long time, the seal of Tao between the eyebrows stopped flickering. "Now there is only me, in the body of a girl, ascending the road to heaven, singing and walking, covering the sky with a snap of my fingers. Even if I cannot live for nine lifetimes, I will quell the darkness and chaos and live a carefree life!"

She is Zixia, the contemporary saint of Zifu Holy Land.

Before she traveled through time, she was a man who had just graduated from a Chinese language graduate program. After waking up, she arrived in the cannibalistic universe of Zhatian. Fortunately, she inherited most of her memories after traveling through time, so she didn't need to use excuses like amnesia to cover up. However, other people who traveled through time all had cheats, but when it came to me, I didn't even have a little brother! The only thing I can show off is the original owner's innate physique.

Zixia, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened her eyes. The black gourd under her body gradually became smaller and was absorbed into the sea of ​​suffering. The purple sea of ​​suffering was very peaceful. In the center, a spring was gurgling, and a strong breath of life was spreading out. At this moment, the simple black gourd was immersed in the spring at the bottom of the sea, constantly receiving the baptism of the divine spring of life.

The black gourd was extraordinary, and it looked like the flying knife that killed immortals in the mythical era. It was something that Zixia had swindled from the Purple Mansion Saint.

However, Zixia studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to use it. She chanted "Baby, please turn around" until her voice became hoarse, but it couldn't exert any power. However, the gourd plug can be used. It is shaped like a rotten wooden hammer, bitten by insects, but when it is swung, it can emit a ray of chaotic light, which has extremely terrifying attack power.

In the beginning, she had mocked the Saint of Purple Mansion for having a treasure but not knowing it, and only using the gourd to fight the enemy instead of the black gourd. Now, all she can say is, it smells really good!
"It's been two years since I came to this damn place!" Zixia said to herself.

"Emperor Ye Tiandi is just an undergraduate! My Chinese language graduate student has a promising future!" Zixia said self-deprecatingly. But it was also a good thing that she was studying Chinese language and could still remember Laozi's "Tao Te Ching". Laozi was the emperor of Daode Tianzun who was in spiritual contact after his death, and he was extremely powerful. However, what was circulated on Earth was not some Taoist scripture, but more like an introduction. It was also because she kept reciting the Tao Te Ching and cultivating her state of mind that she had a strange resonance with her own innate Tao fetus. It made her have a deeper understanding of the Tao, and she seemed to be able to vaguely sense the existence of the Tao. It allowed her to accurately control her body, as if she had merged with the Tao and completely mastered her own realm.

In such a world of cultivating immortals, how could Zixia be content if she didn't fight for the road to the emperor and see the prosperous immortal realm? She also knew that in the future golden age, there would be countless geniuses born, various bloodlines would emerge in an endless stream, and Emperor Ye Tian would suppress everything. Even with her qualifications, she really had no advantage.

If everything goes according to plan, just like in the original novel, she would at most be a quasi-emperor. Zixia would naturally be unwilling to accept her predetermined fate, but as the familiar plot approaches step by step, she seems unable to make any changes. The identity of the Saint of Zifu is both a protection and a shackle. Even if she knows of some opportunities, she cannot go there rashly.

When she traveled through time, Zixia's cultivation had already reached the second level of the Taoist Palace Secret Realm.

At the age of fifteen, he reached the second level of the Taoist Palace. It was unprecedented, but he was also a natural talent. It was said that the Purple Palace Holy Land was once a very glorious force in the Ziwei Star Region. For some reason, a change occurred and the core inheritance was lost. Only the Taoist Ziyang fled to the Beidou Star Region to establish a mountain gate. As for the scripture that Zixia practiced, it was naturally the secret "Ziwei Sutra" of the Purple Palace Holy Land. It was a scripture created by the Great Saint Ziyang of the Purple Palace, which contained supreme power. However, the Great Saint scripture could not satisfy Zixia's ambition.

After refining the black gourd, he just walked out of the cave where he was in seclusion when he heard "News came from the Yan Kingdom in the southern region. The tomb of the Demon Emperor has appeared. Yaoguang and the Ji family lost a lot of people there, but in the end they got nothing. The Demon Emperor's imperial soldiers were also taken by the Demon Princess!"

"We have to make changes and take steps forward!" Zixia made up her mind.

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Now that she had made up her mind, the decisive Zixia naturally took action immediately.

The next day, she quietly left the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and left behind her own imprint of thoughts: occasionally she would feel something, go out to look for opportunities, and the sacred protective artifact, the Mountain and River Map, was in the cave.

After leaving the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Zixia did not fly on a rainbow, but strolled in the mountains. This was the first time she left the Purple Mansion territory since she came to this world, and the first time she experienced the scenery of the East Wilderness. Although she was walking aimlessly, she was in a mysterious state, always in harmony with the world, as if she could wield the Tao, and her peerless grace was connected with the Tao.

While silently reciting the Tao Te Ching in her heart, Zixia also constantly used the Zifu's secret method of deduction, trying to get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, so as to choose a route that would be most beneficial to herself.

At this moment, the sea of ​​suffering in her body suddenly emitted a purple light. This light reflected a magical picture in the sky: purple air came from the east, and a green ox went all the way west, carrying an old man. The old man was flowing with the aura of the Great Dao, and he seemed extremely distant, as if he was out of this world.

"Have I also been to the Purple Mansion Holy Land? Or have I passed by here!"

Inspired by this picture, Zixia decided to follow this clue and follow Laozi's footsteps!
Zixia was practicing the secret method while quickly catching up with the pace of the sages. After an unknown amount of time, she flew to an ancient mountain range that seemed like a place forgotten by time. The mountains and rivers here were peculiar in terrain, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland, which was incompatible with the surrounding environment but also natural.

The picture shows that Lao Tzu is no longer on the road, but is stopping in this mysterious place to explore something, and finally he touches a stone tablet as if he has realized something!
Zixia immediately entered the mountain range. The first thing she felt was that the entire mountain range was moving and terrifyingly quiet. It was so quiet that it made people feel unnatural. There was no sound in the entire mountain range except the sound of flowing water. And every time she looked back, the scenery behind her was different.

(End of this chapter)