As the Heavenspan Seawater was refined by Cheng Hao time and time again, the Divine Treasure of his heart gradually condensed into a red sun. It was like a lotus flower that had yet to bloom, giving birth to strands of essence energy. However, it still hadn't transformed into a god.
Every time Cheng Hao felt that the red sun was about to transform into a god, the god in the 108 apertures in his body would emit the power of the stars to interfere with the transformation of the red sun.
Cheng Hao also understood the reason. If the Divine Treasure of Heart were to give birth to a god, it would naturally have a difference in priority with the god in the apertures. It would even affect Cheng Hao's future cultivation of the other apertures. This also caused the god in the apertures in his body to instinctively stop the red sun from transforming into a god.
After weighing the pros and cons, Cheng Hao gave up on transforming the red sun. After all, the Divine Treasure of the Dao Palace could only give birth to five gods, and the Worldly Immortal Martial Path had over a thousand apertures. Each aperture could give birth to a god. Cheng Hao felt that it was not worth it to affect his future cultivation of the Worldly Immortal Martial Path for the sake of five gods.
Giving up on the transformation of the red sun, Cheng Hao continued to circulate the Daoist scriptures and cultivated the Treasure of Heart again and again. He felt the red sun rising and falling in a cycle. The precelestial essence burned fiercely as if it had completely turned into a real red sun.
On this day, Cheng Hao's body rumbled. He saw the boundless sea, the rising and setting of the sun, the vitality, and the boundless vitality.
"Boom!"
On this day, the Divine Treasure of Heart rose in Cheng Hao's body and fixed in the void of the human world. It was like a blazing sun in the sky that had reached its peak. Boundless aura emanated from it.
Although the Divine Treasure of the Heart did not take the form of a god, Cheng Hao could clearly feel the increase in his strength. Although this increase in strength was not obvious to his overall strength, the completion of the cultivation of the Divine Treasure of the Heart meant that his Dao Scripture cultivation method had been cultivated to the Dao Palace realm.
After completing the cultivation of the Divine Treasure of the Heart, Cheng Hao did not stop. Instead, he continued to circulate the mystic technique in the Dao Scripture and began to cultivate the Divine Treasure of the Lungs.
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While Cheng Hao's main body was cultivating the Dao Scripture in seclusion, his soul body formed by a thousand Spiritual Senses was standing at the top of a mountain, staring at a huge sword not far away.
It was a simple and unadorned sword with countless dim runes carved on it. It was slanted on top of a mountain, and most of it was stabbed into the ground. There were many cracks around the sword, and the narrowest one was a few dozen feet long. The largest one was more than thirty feet wide, and it was pitch black inside with waves of cold air rising into the air.
At this time, as a spirit, Cheng Hao could feel the evil Qi emitted by the sword more clearly than before. This was a top Sacred Weapon level sword. Although it was a little damaged, the power it contained was not inferior to the black hammer of the Sacred Elder in Shrouding Heaven World.
Although the sword was good, Cheng Hao's soul body had no way of controlling it. Even if his main body were here, it would be difficult for him to take it.
After all, Cheng Hao could tell that the sword had long since been branded by Daoist Heavenspan. If he tried to take control of it, he would definitely attract the attention of Daoist Heavenspan. That would be inconsistent with Cheng Hao's goal of cultivating leisurely in this world.
"Ah, whatever. I won't touch it for now. I'll wait until I'm out of here before making my move!"
Daoist Heavenspan was not someone to be trifled with. Although Cheng Hao was confident that he was no weaker than Daoist Heavenspan, if it wasn't absolutely necessary, he didn't want to fight him right now.
After examining the murderous aura of the greatsword for a while, Cheng Hao didn't linger around. With a thought, he transformed into a bolt of lightning that shot in the direction of the Spirit Stream Sect.
Cheng Hao's soul body wasn't in a hurry to find Bai Xiaochun. Instead, he spent his time in the Spirit Stream Sect looking for secret records on pill concocting and spirit enhancement. When he had some free time from cultivating the Amitabha Sutra, he would study them. His days passed in a very leisurely fashion.
On one particular day, Cheng Hao's immortal's cave was located on a mountain peak that the Spirit Stream Sect had turned into a restricted area. A figure stealthily crept up to the top of the mountain, looked around to make sure that no one had noticed him, and then tiptoed into the palace.
"Senior Haotian, are you here? Junior Bai Xiaochun has come to offer formal greetings! "
"Come in!"
The door opened, and a somewhat bashful Bai Xiaochun appeared. Looking around, he straightened his robes to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary about him, and then strode into the main hall.
Cheng Hao sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, surrounded by crackling lightning. Above his head, illusory images of golden buddhas, bodhisattvas, dragons, and mammoths could be seen. Boundless pressure weighed down on him, causing Cheng Hao to almost fall flat onto the ground.
"Well, what business do you have with me?"
Looking at Bai Xiaochun, who cut a sorry figure and was barely able to stand, Cheng Hao slowly retracted the pressure that was emanating from his body and asked in a leisurely tone.
Bai Xiaochun's heart clenched as he looked at the calm, dignified figure in front of him. He was normally all smiles, and didn't consider himself an outsider, but now, he was nervous.
"Senior, Junior reached Heaven-Dao Foundation Establishment back in the Fallen Sword Abyss. My latent talent is unprecedented, and will never be surpassed. Junior came here to ask if you have any plans to accept an apprentice?"
"Not at all!" Cheng Hao shook his head. He had only planned to stay here for thirty years. Considering how he had transmigrated from place to place, what was the point of accepting an apprentice?
"Uh …." Bai Xiaochun had been brimming with confidence because of his Heaven-Dao Foundation Establishment, but now, he didn't know what to say.
"Don't tell me all these old freaks are so inflexible and ignorant of the ways of the world? Even if you don't want to accept an apprentice, shouldn't you at least praise me for my latent talent, and encourage the younger generation before tactfully saying that you don't have any plans to accept an apprentice? "
Bai Xiaochun was feeling a bit depressed. As far as he was concerned, he wasn't on the same wavelength as this eccentric Cheng Hao. The fact that Cheng Hao had rejected him so bluntly left him at a loss as to how to continue the conversation.
"Senior, it's fine if you don't want to accept an apprentice. You're a top expert from the senior generation, so you must have some incredible techniques and divine abilities, right? Could you teach Junior a few moves? "
"No!" Cheng Hao said, shaking his head. He didn't seem like a top expert from the senior generation who wanted to help a junior apprentice.
"Holy crap, I've run into an expert!" Bai Xiaochun was shaken. This was the first time he had ever met someone like this who didn't seem to be a top expert.
"I've always adhered to the principle of equivalent exchange. How about this? I heard you're an expert in spirit enhancement …." With that, Cheng Hao waved his hand, and a long, crimson spear appeared, emanating a murderous aura. It stabbed into the ground half a meter deep.
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