Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 572

Chapter 570 Lingzhi Sect Teaching

“The Immortal Tribulation… Did the Immortal Tribulation finally lose…” Bai Hongtu fell to his knees with a thud, his lips moving as if he were lost in thought, tears falling in large, controlled drops.

That was the Immortal Tribulation, the one that cultivators dreaded, yet how could he be so vulnerable before Jiang Li?

This couldn’t be real, this couldn’t be real.

“Alright, stop pretending.” Yu Yin gave Bai Hongtu a light kick.

“Oh.” Bai Hongtu stood up, a completely different person.

Immortal Changcun held his forehead in his hand. This precious disciple was truly consistent. His personality remained the same as when he was a child, no, it had only gotten worse.

“Was it Jiang Li who led Bai Hongtu astray, or was it Bai Hongtu who led Jiang Li astray?”

Immortal Changcun thought Yu Yin was truly remarkable. Under the influence of Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu, she managed to behave like a normal person. She

truly emerged from the muddy waters without being tainted, yet remained a demon in the clear waters without being a demon.

The Fusion Stage cultivators came forward to celebrate, while the Tribulation Stage cultivators showed no sign of leaving.

The Tribulation Stage cultivators all knew Jiang Li was stronger than the Heavenly Dao, and that surviving the Immortal Tribulation was no problem, so there was nothing to celebrate.

“Congratulations to Emperor Jiang Ren on surviving his sixteenth Immortal Tribulation. The Immortal Elder just said this tribulation resembled the one Daozu faced when he attained the Primordial Primordial Infinite Realm

. Yet, Emperor Jiang Ren managed to survive unscathed. Truly admirable.” The Fusion Stage cultivators had limited perspective and couldn’t tell that the dozen or so phantoms battling Jiang Li were Golden Immortal Stage cultivators, otherwise they wouldn’t have reacted so swiftly.

Golden Immortal Stage cultivators were extremely rare in the Immortal Realm. Even if these Fusion Stage cultivators knew the Immortal Realm well, or even if their ancestors had been immortals, they wouldn’t have recognized a Golden Immortal Stage cultivator on sight.

“Of course not! I simply used Bai Hongtu’s downtime to cultivate, which is how I achieved my current success,” Jiang Li said modestly.

Everyone was speechless. In their minds, Jiang Li hadn’t been quiet even when Bai Hongtu was messing around. They wondered when Jiang Li had actually started cultivating.

However, considering Bai Hongtu’s reputation, no one dwelled on the topic too much.

“The Human Emperor has the qualities of a Dao Ancestor. If he could find an opportunity to ascend to the Immortal Realm, he might become the second Dao Ancestor.”

“Hahaha, Senior Zhang Sen, you’re joking. I don’t have the ability to ascend to the Immortal Realm. I’m fine staying in Jiuzhou.”

Senior Zhang Sen was stunned. The last time Jiang Renhuang passed through the Immortal Tribulation, he was still obsessed with not going to the Immortal Realm. Why was he not interested in ascending this time?

“That’s best, that’s best.” Senior Zhang Sen felt relieved for some reason.

Perhaps he felt deeply that Jiuzhou couldn’t do without Jiang Li.

Seeing the aged Senior Zhang Sen, Jiang Li remembered that when he passed through the fifteenth Immortal Tribulation, he had said he would visit Senior Zhang Sen’s sect to give a lecture, but was delayed by the sudden appearance of a system. Later, he was busy with various things and never went to Senior Zhang Sen’s sect.

Senior Zhang Sen was the Supreme Elder of the Lingzhi Sect and had been very helpful to Jiang Li in his development.

Without Senior Zhang Sen’s guidance, Jiang Li would have undoubtedly stumbled through countless unnecessary troubles while rescuing the immortal peach tree.

“It’s better to do it now than today. I promised Senior Zhang Sen I’d give a lecture at the Lingzhi Sect, but I’ve been so tied up with work that I haven’t been able to find the opportunity. How about this? I’ll stay the night at the Lingzhi Sect and give a lecture tomorrow. How about that?”

Senior Zhang Sen was stunned, then overjoyed. He quickly agreed, saying “yes” three times in a row.

Everyone knew that as long as Jiang Li didn’t teach about breaking through to the Mahayana stage, he would be the best teacher.

“The lecture content, um, will focus on how to form a dan and how to break it down to form an infant.”

The Jindan stage is the dividing line between low-level and mid-level cultivators. Good practice and a solid foundation at the Jindan stage mean that forming an infant doesn’t require much effort, and with a little effort, achieving a spirit transformation isn’t difficult.

Upon hearing that Jiang Li was going to give a lecture at the Lingzhi Sect, the others couldn’t wait to attend. They all expressed their desire for Zhang Sen to save a spot for them so they could attend the lecture as well.

“You’re all already at the Fusion Stage. What’s the point of listening to how to form a core?” Zhang Sen’s teeth ached. These guys were so idle.

“Forming a core is the foundation of cultivation. Maybe we’ve taken the wrong path without realizing it. This is a good opportunity to verify it.”

“If we fail at forming a core, you can share your mistakes with the younger generation so we can learn from them.”

“I have gallstones. Why can’t

I attend the class?” “Sect Master Bai Hongtu, isn’t having gallstones excessive?

” “Just ask if we can attend the class.”

“Yes,” Zhang Sen agreed immediately.

Their Spiritual Plant Sect was prosperous, and the sect had doubled in size, all thanks to Bai Hongtu’s Spiritual Plant Formation. No one could avoid going, and Bai Hongtu couldn’t be told not to go.

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“Have you heard? A powerful figure will be giving a class tomorrow under our Spiritual Plant Sect’s banyan tree. The content is related to the Golden Core Stage.”

“Really? Who is that powerful figure?”

“I heard it’s Jiang Renhuang.”

“A videotaped class?”

“The real person, the banners are up,” the Spiritual Plant Sect disciples said as they packed up their things.

A disciple reviewing for his lessons wondered, “Isn’t the class tomorrow? It’s already evening, what are you doing?”

“It takes up space. If we’re late, we’ll have to sit in the back.”

While sitting in the front, center, or back of the class was equally effective when Jiang Li was giving, who wouldn’t want to be closer to Jiang Li?

“You’re not reviewing anymore. The Transmission Elder will be checking us tomorrow.”

“What’s he checking for? He was running towards the banyan tree when I came over.”

The man put down his textbook and hurried to the banyan tree.

From a distance, the Spiritual Plant Sect resembled an untouched primeval jungle, with intertwined trees and all sorts of rare spiritual plants.

In the Spiritual Plant Sect, it was especially important not to approach unfamiliar spiritual plants.

Some spiritual plants have automatic defenses, allowing them to hang anyone they want. Once, a newly recruited guest scholar was dangled from a tree by a spiritual plant for three days and three nights, his spiritual energy sealed and his mouth covered. It wasn’t until the disciples, in the middle of class, discovered their teacher missing that they found the unfortunate guest scholar.

The Lingzhi Sect’s largest spiritual plant is an old banyan tree, towering to the sky, blocking out the sun. Its old roots arch out of the ground, forming small benches.

This is where the sect often holds meetings.

When two disciples arrived, they found the first two rows already filled with renowned figures and powerful figures.

Their transmission elder sat respectfully in the third row.

“Is it really that serious?” the two were astonished. They had assumed their rivals for a seat would be fellow disciples, but in reality, they were powerful figures from various regions.

“Even powerful figures follow the first-come, first-served rule?” They had assumed the sect would treat these powerful figures with special treatment.

Upon hearing the news, cultivators visiting Jilei Mountain rushed to the Lingzhi Sect, their reactions even faster than Zhang Sen’s.

The two sat next to the elder who was in charge of the transmission of skills, listening to the conversation of the two rows of masters. When the masters of

the Fusion Stage gathered together, they could benefit greatly from the small talk

they shared. When the conversation got heated, the masters of the Fusion Stage would even give demonstrations, which amazed the disciples of the Spirit Plant Sect.

The masters of the Fusion Stage rarely gathered together, and this was a rare opportunity, so they all showed off their cultivation gains, not caring whether the disciples of the Spirit Plant Sect saw or learned from them.

It would be better to see them, as the masters of the Fusion Stage did not have too many sectarian views.

The two disciples noticed two empty seats in the middle of the first row. One of them held a gourd, and the other held a vicious curse talisman that read “Whoever sits here is a puppy.”

“Those are the seats occupied by Empress Yuyin and Sect Master Bai Hongtu. I heard that they and Emperor Jiang Ren were visiting the Spirit Plant Sect,” the elder who was in charge of the transmission of skills explained to the two.

“Elder, I have something I don’t understand.”

“What?”

“Will the curse still work if Sect Master Bai Hongtu sits in his seat?”

(End of this chapter)