Those memories kept surging in Ning Fan's mind, causing him to gradually gain some enlightenment. Then, he looked at the pine tree in the devil talisman thoughtfully.
He remembered the snow in Seven Apricot City. The winter plum blossoms in full bloom in the snow brought the warmth of home. It was like a brand that was deeply engraved into his blood and bones.
He recalled the Ming Luo Old Tree in Sinister Sparrow Sect's Dark Sparrow Grave, the sea of bamboo in the Tree World, and the deep affection in the hollow bamboo …
He recalled the Tree of Immortality in the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Courts. This tree was born because of him, Fen Chi. However, it had also withered because he had saved people … Under the Tree of Immortality, he had battled in his previous life as well as in his current life. On that day, he had fallen into Devil Mode and fought against many people alone.
He recalled the willow tree that he had seen in the Massacre Hall's Blood World. That was personally planted by the Gigantic Gate's Sha Di when he was young. He had once tried to comprehend the Dao under the tree for ten thousand years. When he succeeded in his Dao, he had let out a sigh that said, "This tree is like this; how can humans endure it?"
This is loose, no …
In his life, there were too many memories related to trees, but among them, there were no memories of pine trees …
Although the pine within the Devil Talisman contained an extremely profound comprehension of wood, all of these comprehensions were comprehensions of others.
By relying on his heaven-defying comprehension ability, Ning Fan was able to use other people's insights and fuse them into his devil talisman. However, he was unable to take away other people's feelings and fuse them into his devil talisman …
It was just like how he could imitate Mu Si and draw Little April's shadow into his own Wraith Talisman. However, he was unable to draw the unforgettable feelings Mu Si had for Little April.
Why was Mu Si's Buddha talisman able to exert a trace of the power of the Palm Master, but the other tree spirits were unable to do so?
Was it because this Buddha talisman contained Mu Si's deepest feelings?
My heart is moved … moved …
Ning Fan's brows were tightly knitted together. His devil talisman lacked that feeling of excitement …
"The method that Daoist Mu Song imparted to Mu Si is called the Emotionless Technique … The first step is to fuse the deepest feelings and the comprehension of the Dao Law together and draw it into the Buddha talisman. The second step seems to be to completely erase the heartbeat from the bottom of one's heart, so as to achieve a state of nothingness where the heartbeat turns into the heart of nothingness … The general steps seem to be like this. I have never used this method before, so I can only guess one or two … "
"Fourth Mu managed to move his heart, but he couldn't destroy it … He could use a trace of the power of the Palm Realm, but he couldn't have his own Palm Realm Void … If I were him, I would probably be able to draw my heart into the devil talisman, but I probably can't destroy it …"
"Humans are not plants or trees. How can we be emotionless? If we can really reach the realm of emotionlessness, then we can't be considered as humans … Daoist Mu Song's method might be able to help me ascend to the throne step by step. However, this method is ultimately not suitable for me … Moreover, I always feel that this method has some flaws, but I can't tell what the flaws are at the moment …"
"If I'm Mu Si, I'll retain that feeling in the devil talisman. However, I'll never erase that initial feeling …"
Ning Fan's eyes gradually became clear. He raised his hand and corrected the patterns on the devil talisman one by one.
That pine tree was erased by him, and what replaced it was a tree that carried his memories of cultivation.
That was a Plum Blossom that stood alone!
The Plum Blossom replaced the Pine Tree. The strokes of the Wraith Talisman did not change, but it gave off a different feeling. The Plum Blossom seemed to contain a myriad of emotions, and it was enough to resonate with the spectators.
"The Plum Blossom carries the warm memories of my place of cultivation. With the Plum Blossom, there is a home. No matter how long I wander, I will never be alone …"
Old Wu and the others were stunned. They felt that the Plum Blossom Tree that Ning Fan had just drawn was indescribably profound. As for the specific reason, they could not tell …
Increasing the number of strokes was just a quantitative change, but changing from a pine tree to a Plum Blossom was a qualitative change.
Mu Si stared at the Plum Blossom Tree in Ning Fan's Wraith Talisman in a daze. He was the only one who could see something. That Plum Blossom Tree had been infused with Ning Fan's emotions. However, there was no sadness in those emotions …
There was only warmth …
In this warmth, perhaps there were also bitter memories, such as the Old Devil, his parents and Ning Gu …
However, when he recalled the past, Ning Fan did not feel any sadness in his heart. This was something that the current Mu Si could not achieve no matter what.
The Plum Blossom replaced the Pine Tree. The number of strokes of the Wraith Talisman was still 178. However, compared to the previous Wraith Talisman, the power of the Dao of Wood it contained was much stronger. Vaguely, there was even a trace of the power of the Palm Realm spreading.
According to Daoist Mu Song's method, he would be able to cultivate a trace of the power of the Palm Realm by fusing his Heart into the Devil Talisman. If his Heart Is Extinguished, he would be able to completely cultivate the void of the Palm Realm …
Heart Moving … Ning Fan could easily do it.
Ning Fan could sense the difficulty of extinguishing his Heart. It was definitely not something that could be achieved in a short period of time. Moreover, he did not want to do it.
The Plum Blossom Tree contained his deepest emotions. If he erased these emotions and thoughts, it would go against his Dao Heart. Without these emotions and thoughts, he might be able to achieve success in his Great Dao but he would no longer be himself.
He did not care whether his Heart Is Extinguished or not. What he wanted to do now was to fuse the Heart Moving and his comprehension into the Wraith Talisman.
The Great Dao of Wood became clearer in front of his eyes. Following the path that he came from, he seemed to have seen the Great Dao of Wood that belonged to him …
"What is Wood? Wood is the root of the Five Elements. Without roots, a tree would not be able to survive. Without roots, a man would not have a home … "
Ning Fan stared at the Plum Blossom Tree in the Wraith Talisman. In that Plum Blossom Tree, he found his own roots.
His roots were in the Rain World, Yue Country and Seven Apricot City. In those countless days of wind and snow …
His Great Dao of Wood was also a root. Without a root, there was nothing else …
Old Wu was at a loss. He seemed to have seen the memories of his family when he was young from the Plum Blossom Tree that Ning Fan drew.
He remembered the mud house in his hometown. He remembered the huge mulberry tree in his courtyard. He remembered that year when he was just a young man from a mountain village. He had never cultivated the Dao and he had never killed anyone before. He did not have a belly full of evil tricks and he did not have a fearsome reputation that could shake the Four Heavens. However, he had … a home …
In the dusky evening, he sat under the mulberry tree outside the mud house, waiting for his parents to drive the donkey cart back from the city. He waited for his father to lift him up high and for his mother to wash his hands and cook his meals … His parents' faces were already blurred in his memory. He could no longer see them clearly. However, there were also some things that were engraved in his bones. He could not forget them no matter how many years had passed …
"Baby Hu, are you hungry?"
"The weather is getting cold. Is my son cold?"
"… When mother saves some money, I will make a new coat for my son …"
Hot tears welled up in Old Wu's eyes. He had walked on the lonely path of cultivation for thirty-four million years. It had been so long that he had actually forgotten that he once had a home. Even someone as vicious and cunning as him actually had a soft spot in his heart that no one could bully or touch.
Zen Master Song Guo was also at a loss. Looking at the Plum Blossom Tree pattern, he also thought of the trees in his hometown. He thought of his home before he cultivated the Dao. He thought of his mother staying up late to light the oil lamp and buy him new shoes. He thought of her reminders …
"My son has grown up. Once the New Year is over, he will enter the city to study … When you go out, don't be stingy with money. Don't worry about your family. Listen to your master …"
What happened after that …
After that, he entered the school in the city and studied hard for four years. Then, he was caught up in the war. After that, his mother was gone and so was his home …
His heart was like dead ashes. He entered the Taoism Gate and walked on the path of cultivation by chance. He cultivated all the way to the Immortal Venerable Realm. In the current cultivation world of the Eastern Heaven, the heavens would tremble three times with just a stomp of his feet. He already had a high status and authority but he had long forgotten where his mother's grave was …
As a monk, his heart was filled with guilt and sorrow …
Trees have roots. Does he also have them …?
Each of the members of the Wood Island Sect revealed a bewildered expression. They thought of the trees in their hometown and the yellowish but vivid human figures in their memories …
"What did this young man comprehend?! He actually has such a powerful force that can make a group of cultivators immerse themselves in it! "
Mu Si was a little shocked.
One thousand people comprehended a thousand different Great Dao of Wood. For example, Mu Qi saw pine needles, Mu Liu saw the sound of pine trees and Mu Wu saw the lines of pine trees …
What did Ning Fan see?!
I don't know!
There was no difference in the level of the Dao but there was a difference in strength!
Obviously, the Great Dao of Wood that Ning Fan comprehended had already formed its embryonic form. Moreover, it was extremely close to the origin of the Great Dao of Wood. Otherwise, it was impossible for it to produce such a powerful force that resonated with the group of cultivators!
After the shock, it was followed by deep sorrow.
In a daze, Mu Si seemed to see that intelligent and charming little girl again. She was walking towards him step by step while chattering non-stop.
He was just a person who gained sentience from plants. He did not have parents or family members. He had never experienced the feeling of warmth before. Only Little Four Moons had once brought him warmth as a human …
When facing Little Four Moons, he did not dare to have feelings for her but he also could not be heartless …
Originally, he had already forgotten the warmth that Little Four Moons brought him. However, Ning Fan's devil talisman had evoked all his memories …
With her, he would have a family to rely on. Without her, he would be homeless …
Humans are not plants or trees. How can we be heartless? He could not be heartless …
"Wood is the Great Dao. With wood as the root, the Dao of Pine, Dao of Plum and Dao of Bamboo can be derived … All the plants in the world belong to this Dao … In order to comprehend such a Great Dao, I must find a point and use it as a breakthrough point …"
"The Seven Apricot Tree is my root. Following this root, I can see even more trees. They are like shadows behind me … These trees carry the memories of my journey. Only by integrating these memories into my comprehension can this Apricot Tree be considered complete …"
Ning Fan continued to raise his hand and drew the shadow of the Ming Luo Ancient Tree with just a few strokes on the devil talisman. Beside the Ming Luo Ancient Tree, he drew the shadow of a sea of bamboos.
The hollow bamboo had a soul dwelling. The root of the soul resided in the heart of the bamboo. The root of the soul and the heart of the bamboo were inseparable …
Ning Fan thought of the Dark Sparrow's Grave, Ming Que, the rogue demon Mu Luo and the past where he rampaged through the Tree World …
The number of strokes on the devil talisman kept increasing.
179 strokes, 180 strokes, 181 strokes … 198 strokes!
With twenty strokes, he drew the shadow of the Ming Luo Ancient Tree and the Bamboo Sovereign. The picture of the devil talisman turned into a devil sitting under the plum blossom while the background was the shadow of the Ming Luo Ancient Tree and the sea of bamboos.
Ning Fan's hands did not stop. On the background of the devil talisman, he drew the shadow of the Undying Tree of the ancient Heavenly Court. This shadow contained his undying obsession for two lifetimes.
199 strokes, 200 strokes …
When the number of strokes on the devil talisman exceeded 200, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned solemn. He actually could not draw the 201st stroke no matter how hard he tried …
Be it the devil talisman or the Buddha talisman, the number of strokes on the devil talisman was the ancestral talisman. However, even among the nine great devil ancestors of the Ancient Devils Abyss, only a few of them could increase the number of strokes on the devil talisman to more than 200 strokes … After the 200th stroke, not only did he need to comprehend it, but he also needed to smear the talisman with his ancestral blood …
Ning Fan did not know about this, but there was a kind of instinct that urged him to do so.
"After the 200th stroke, there seems to be a barrier between me and this devil talisman again … The devil blood in my body is burning, giving me the instinct of an ancient devil. I want to dye my blood on the devil talisman … It seems that only by doing so can I continue to draw the devil talisman …"
It was as if there was a voice from his bloodline that kept urging Ning Fan to dye the devil talisman with his ancestral blood.
Ning Fan only pondered for a moment and followed this ancient devil instinct. He raised his hand and bit the tip of his finger, drawing the 201st stroke of blood on the devil talisman!
"This is … the might of the ancestral blood!"
Old Wu and the others gradually woke up from their memories. When they noticed Ning Fan's action of dyeing the devil talisman with his ancestral blood, their expressions changed.
After the Nine Ancestors, there were no more devils with ancestral blood in this world. If the news of Ning Fan possessing ancestral blood were to spread out, it would certainly cause a huge commotion in the Ancient Devils Abyss!
With the might of the ancestral blood, Ning Fan's hands moved at lightning speed. He continuously drew nine strokes on the devil talisman and drew half of the shadow of the Undying Tree.
When he drew the 210th stroke, Ning Fan paused for a moment. He did not draw it immediately. The previous nine strokes had actually used up an entire drop of Mo Luo's ancestral blood!
After using up the ancestral blood, it could no longer be used to ignite his blood. However, the ancestral devil aura force on Ning Fan's body did not weaken at all. Instead, it became much stronger than before. The might of the ancestral blood had already fused into his devil talisman. It gave Ning Fan an illusion that he could only be considered as the true ancestral devil after his blood fused into the talisman! Only then would he be qualified to cultivate his ancient devil cultivation to the peak!
"It seems like it's inevitable for the ancestral blood to fuse into the talisman … Could it be that I also need to fuse my ancestral level demon blood into my spirit wheel in the future? Does ancestral level divine blood also need to be fused into the Heart Aperture? "
"I have four drops of Mo Luo's ancestral blood. The might of one drop of ancestral blood is enough for me to add nine more strokes on the ancestral talisman … If I want to add more strokes, I'll need to use the rest of the ancestral blood …"
Without any hesitation, Ning Fan dipped his blood again and drew the ancestral blood into the devil talisman.
After using up the second drop of ancestral blood, Ning Fan drew the complete image of the Undying Tree.
After using up the third drop of ancestral blood, Ning Fan drew half of the giant willow that was planted by the Ju Men Sha.
After using up the fourth drop of ancestral blood, Ning Fan drew the complete image of the giant willow. However, because he had used up all of his ancestral blood, he could not add more strokes to the devil talisman.
In the end, the number of strokes on the devil talisman stopped at 236!
Unfortunately, he did not have enough ancestral blood … Otherwise, he could still draw more trees on the devil talisman and infuse more emotions into it.
Perhaps, when he obtains more ancestral blood in the future, he could continue to dye the ancestral talisman with his devil blood and add more strokes …
"It's actually the devil talisman that was drawn on 236 strokes! Master's innate talent in devil cultivation is really terrifying! If he continues to grow, he would at least become a figure on the same level as the nine great devil ancestors! If he can enter the Ancient Devil Nine Abyss, he would be able to recruit a large number of fanatical devil cultivators with his devil talisman and make them his servants! "
Old Wu's vanity was greatly satisfied. If his master became stronger, he would also be able to gain more face, wouldn't he? Now that he had Ning Fan as his master, he no longer felt any shame. It was not shameful at all to be the servant of a figure on the same level as the nine great devil ancestors! In the Ancient Devil Abyss, there would probably be many people who would envy him!
The sadness on Mu Si's face had already faded away. What replaced it was a bitter smile.
"I don't know what kind of Dao this young man has comprehended but I can see that he has infused his emotions into the past. There might not be no sadness in those emotions. However, when he looks back at the past, he doesn't feel any sadness but only warmth … "
"If I can also sweep away the sadness in my heart, perhaps …"
Unbeknownst to him, at the moment when such a thought emerged in his mind, the bottleneck that he had been stuck in for many years actually loosened a little!
Mu Si was stunned at first. Then, he let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.
He seemed to have … found the path that he should walk in the future …
It was not having emotions or being emotionless but forgetting them …
Supreme Forgetting Emotions …
Crossing Truth, Abandoning Emptiness, Breaking Thought … In fact, every step of the cultivation of the three True Immortal Realms was leading the cultivator to the path of Supreme Forgetting Emotions. However, there were too few cultivators who could truly achieve Supreme Forgetting Emotions. Among ten thousand Immortal Cultivators, there were usually only one or two of them. Occasionally, there were cultivators who could achieve Supreme Forgetting Emotions at the Abandoning Emptiness Realm like Yuan Yao. However, there were also people who could not achieve it even after cultivating all the way to the Immortal King Realm like Sen Luo.
In the past, Mu Si also could not achieve this. However, from now on, he would try his best to achieve it.
It was not that he wanted to forget Little Four Months but he wanted to bury that feeling deep in his heart. He just wanted to forget the sadness and keep that feeling in the Buddha Talisman forever.
Is this … the heartless grass and trees that Junior Brother mentioned …
It was not the feeling of being moved nor the feeling of being destroyed but the feeling of being forgotten …
"May I ask what kind of Grand Dao of Wood did you comprehend, Little Friend?" Mu Si suddenly smiled with relief. The knot in his heart for many years seemed to have finally been solved a little.
"It's the root …" Ning Fan was slightly surprised. It seemed like Mu Si had comprehended something. Otherwise, he would not be so relieved.
"Root?" Mu Si's heart skipped a beat. He was slightly absent-minded and muttered to himself. "Yes … She is my root …"
"…"
Ning Fan was speechless.
This conversation could not continue. This Mu Si completely looked like he was deeply in love with Little Four Months. No matter what he said, it would always involve his Little Four Months …
However, from the looks of it, this person's eyes were no longer at a loss … Has he already figured out how to deal with the negative karma in his heart …
"This is just a small gift for Little Friend. Consider it as my thanks for helping me solve the knot in my heart."
Mu Si gave all of his True Essence of Building Wood to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan knew that some of his actions had touched Mu Si. Thus, he did not reject this gift. He kept all of the True Essence of Building Wood and bid farewell to Mu Si. Then, he followed the others and walked towards the Third Forbidden Area.
The ancient pine in the Third Forbidden Area had a stronger aura force than the Fourth Forbidden Area. The cultivation base of the tree spirit Mu San was also much higher than Mu Si.
When he heard from Zen Master Song Guo that Ning Fan had 236 devil talismans, Mu San was very touched. He declared that he was willing to give Ning Fan the True Essence of Building Wood as a thank you gift as long as he takes a look at Ning Fan's devil talismans.
Having more than 200 devil talismans and Buddha talismans was really rare. In Western Heaven, there were almost no ancient Buddhas who could cultivate more than 200 Buddha talismans. In the Ancient Devils Abyss, after the Nine Ancestors suppressed it, it was even more impossible to see anyone who possessed 200 devil talismans.
Mu San did not ask for anything else. He just wanted to take a look at Ning Fan's devil talismans. Then, he was confident that he could get confirmation from it.
Mu San also showed his Buddha talismans to Ning Fan. Ning Fan only glanced at them briefly and did not pay much attention to them.
Ning Fan already had his own understanding of the Great Dao of Wood. It was meaningless for him to use other people's understanding for reference. Besides, he had already used up his ancient devil ancestral blood. He could not continue to draw more devil talismans for the time being. Mu San probably would not be able to see him increase the number of devil talismans anymore.
After looking at Mu Si's Buddha talisman, Ning Fan kept having a feeling that Mu San's talisman was not pleasing to his eyes.
Mu Si's Buddha talisman had been infused with extreme emotions and emotions. In comparison, Mu San's Buddha talisman did not have emotions. Even if the number of strokes on his Buddha talisman surpassed Mu Si's, it still could not enter Ning Fan's eyes.
"Mu Si has already untied the knot in his heart. Perhaps one day, he will be able to regain the position of Mu Yi …"
After Ning Fan showed Mu San his devil talisman, he kept the true essence and left. Then, he went to the second and first forbidden areas. Similarly, he only showed them his devil talismans and left after receiving the gifts.
After visiting the seven great forbidden areas one by one, Ning Fan bid farewell to Song Guo and the others and returned to the monastery alone.
Old Wu stuck to Ning Fan like a piece of sticky candy. He wanted to ask this cheap master about the Great Dao of Wood but Ning Fan rejected him.
Sorry, Ning Fan did not have the time to entertain Old Wu now. He had just created his own devil talisman and drew the four drops of ancestral blood on it. Now was the time for him to comprehend it and he could not allow anyone to disturb him.
As soon as he returned to the monastery, Ning Fan immediately went into the Profound Yin World. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of green light balls flew into the sky and condensed into a drop of spiritual liquid that was as green as jade.
This drop of spiritual liquid was the true form of the True Essence of the Builder Wood!
Sensing the vast amount of energy contained in the True Essence of the Builder Wood, it would be a lie if Ning Fan said that he was not moved. The energy contained in this drop of True Essence of the Builder Wood was completely comparable to a complete Heaven Grade Fierce Elemental Crystal!
In other words, as long as he refines this drop of True Essence of the Builder Wood, he would be able to cultivate the complete Yin Yang Dao of Wood!
The only troublesome thing was that he still lacked a profound wood attribute cultivation method to cultivate the Yin Yang Dao of Wood …
On the wooden island, there were a few Nine Stars Wood Attribute cultivation methods. However, all of them were Buddhist cultivation methods. As an ancient devil, Ning Fan would certainly not cultivate them.
There were also no suitable cultivation methods in the Hidden Scripture Tower that Great Emperor Ancient Chaos gave him. As such, Ning Fan had other thoughts.
He wanted to create a cultivation method of his own and inscribe all the insights of wood that he had obtained this time into it!
In ancient times, some Low Level Immortal Emperors could already create Nine Stars Cultivation Methods. With Ning Fan's current cultivation base and his comprehension ability at the Second Level of the Heavenly Being Realm, he was fully qualified to create his own cultivation method.
The devil talisman had already integrated the power of the Dao of Wood into it. If he were to create his own cultivation method, he would create a wood attribute devil cultivation method. Ning Fan had already cultivated three of the Nine Great Divine Yin Yang Dao. They were Rain, War and Darkness. It was time for him to cultivate the Devil Yin Yang Dao as well!
"With the insights that I, Ning Fan, have obtained in my lifetime, I shall open the ancient scripture …"
Ning Fan faced the direction of the Hidden Scripture Tower in the Profound Yin World and beckoned with his palm. All of a sudden, scrolls of Immemorial Fiendgod Cultivation Methods flew out from the tower and piled up in the clouds like a mountain.
Ning Fan flicked his sleeve again. Carrying the mountainous cultivation methods, he directly flew into a tower that had existed for thousands of years.
If he were to create his own cultivation method, these countless cultivation methods could be used as a reference …
…
The ten days that Ning Fan had agreed to meet with Daoist Mu Song passed in the blink of an eye.
In the monastery, two human figures directly walked out from the boundless void. They were none other than Mu Song and Xiang Bozi.
As soon as the two of them appeared, they saw Ning Fan waiting for them under an ancient pine tree in the courtyard.
Although it had only been ten days since they last met, the current Ning Fan actually gave Mu Song and Xiang Bozi a feeling that his Dao was in harmony with nature.
It was as if the person standing in front of them was not Ning Fan but a tree. A tree that had taken root on the wooden island and was connected to nature. Even when he breathed, he gave off a feeling of endless life and death.
Without a doubt, this was the sign of success in the Dao of Wood!
"Oh? After not seeing you for ten days, your cultivation base seems to have improved quite a lot … "
The corner of Mu Song's mouth was curled up into a smile but his heart was filled with astonishment.
If he was not mistaken, Ning Fan, the successor of Ancient Chaos, had actually cultivated the fourth type of Yin Yang in just ten days!
What surprised Mu Song even more was that the circulation of the Dao of Wood in Ning Fan's body was extremely strange. It was different from any of the wood cultivation methods that he knew …
"Could it be that this young man cultivates a lost devil cultivation method …? It looks a little unfamiliar. I have never heard of this cultivation method before …"
Mu Song asked casually while feeling puzzled. "May I know the name of the cultivation method that Little Friend is cultivating?"
"The first volume of the Dao Scripture."
Ning Fan casually told Mu Song the name of the cultivation method that he had created.
The reason why it was called the Dao Scripture and not the Devil Scripture was because Ning Fan had not only written the Dao of Wood and Yin Yang into the scripture, but he had also added the three great Yin Yang cultivation methods of Rain, War and Darkness into the scripture.
Compared to piecing together twenty-seven cultivation methods, Ning Fan was more willing to create a more complete cultivation method that directly covered the twenty-seven types of Yin Yang that he had cultivated.
This was not an easy task. However, to a cultivator at the Second Level of the Heavenly Being Realm like him, it was not something impossible. (To be continued)
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