In a corner of Yuding's universe, there was a valley in the mountains with blue skies and white clouds.
There were no Golden Crows hovering in the sky, and the sunlight came from nowhere. It was always daytime. Looking into the distance, there were towering mountains everywhere. Nearby, there was lush vegetation.
"Ah — Damn!"
A loud shout startled the tired birds in the forest. As they followed the sound, they could see a protruding bluestone in the open space in the forest.
The green stone was five feet tall and three feet wide. It seemed to have been cut with a sharp weapon. The material was unknown, and it weighed about 1,500 kilograms.
The scream just now came from under the green stone. There was a shallow human-shaped pit there. A young man with gray hair and a gray face was pressed under the stone. At that moment, his muscles and bones were cracking as he endured the pain of being pressed by the green stone.
Fortunately, his body was not weak. He had started cultivating the most basic chapter of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. Even if he was pressed by the green stone, he only felt pain and was not injured.
"What you have to do today is to carry this green stone and walk out of this forest. Can you do it in eight hours? "
Yuding Zhenren had actually prepared a one-thousand-kilogram green stone at that time. He did not want to make things difficult for his disciple.
"Master! I can! "
Thinking back to how decisive and straightforward his answer was, Yang Jian blushed a little.
After cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art for a month, his energy had increased rapidly. He was a little arrogant …
He thought about the monkey in the future who did not know what it felt like to be pressed under the Five Finger Mountain. He then thought about his "mother", Yohime, and wondered if she was suffering under the Peach Mountain now.
If I can't even overcome this difficulty, how can I live a carefree life!? Don't let Master look down on me. I have to grow quickly and protect Little Chan!
Yang Jian's heart suddenly rumbled!
"The Great Dao is like a guillotine, like a broken abyss. If you don't have the heart to decide the Great Dao, how can you pluck the Immortal Dao Fruit?"
That was a "self-question" in the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. Cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art required a firm will. There was such a "mantra" between every incantation to warn the cultivators of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Is this the teachings of the Great God Pangu? Maybe.
An image of an incomparably tall giant appeared in Yang Jian's mind, his hands holding up the endless blue sky, his feet stepping on the vast earth.
Yang Jian's Taoist Heart, which had not yet brightened up, suddenly became agitated. He silently chanted the incantation and mobilized the Qi and blood in his body. His bones made crackling sounds, and his body began to arch slowly.
The bluestone had a mystical technique left behind by Yuding, so it would always be on Yang Jian's back, maintaining a stable position and not swaying at all.
"The power of flesh and blood is hidden in one bone; the power of bones is hidden in one heart …"
"Rise!"
Yang Jian let out a low roar, and the bluestone slowly rose up. He went from lying on the ground to a kneeling position with his hands supporting him.
The meniscus in his knee seemed to be on the verge of breaking. He definitely couldn't stay in this position for long!
Yang Jian's face had already turned red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He had already mobilized all the energy in his body.
The immortal technique that he had previously cultivated had been destroyed by his master, and the immortal Qi that his mother had left in his body had also spread to his limbs and bones, nourishing his body.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art was extremely domineering, and even the Azure Three Lives Art could not be cultivated at the same time. He could only focus on crossing the first three realms before he could cultivate other techniques at the same time.
"Rise!"
Yang Jian let out another low roar, and the bluestone slowly rose again!
He had used up all his energy, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. The Qi and blood in every part of his body were boiling, but the area below his belly button felt a little empty.
On a white cloud in this small world that had yet to be fully formed, a Taoist priest in a gray robe quietly watched the empty space in the forest, ready to help at any time.
As expected, he still had to cultivate step by step, and he could not advance too hastily …
Yuding Zhenren's thick eyebrows slightly furrowed. He had already decided to help Yang Jian reduce some of his weight, and was about to raise his left hand.
"Rise! Ah … "
Another shout came from the forest. Yuding's movements paused, and he could not help but smile.
He looked at the six-foot young man in the forest, holding the bluestone high up with both hands, and firmly in a horse stance. Grass fragments danced around his body.
He actually lifted it up!
In fact, Yang Jian did not know how he did it. The Dantian in his abdomen was empty, and he was about to use up all his energy.
He was unwilling to give up, and he kept chanting the Eight Nine Arcane Art's Beginning Chapter in his heart. He gritted his teeth and kept squeezing his body, hoping to squeeze out a little more energy.
His knees were almost broken, and the bluestone was about to sink again. Yang Jian had used up all his energy!
At this moment, a warm current suddenly appeared in Yang Jian's lower abdomen. It felt like a door in his body had been forcefully pushed open, and a wave of hot air flowed into his lower abdomen, and then spread to his limbs and bones.
His energy surged again, and this new energy was even more ferocious. It directly allowed him to stand up on the bluestone, and he even lifted it high up!
How did he do it?
Who cares! The important thing was, he did it!
He grinned, lifted the bluestone, and slowly walked forward. Every step was a little heavy, but the growth after breaking through his own limits was not that terrifying.
After taking two steps, his arms began to shake. Yang Jian did not dare to be careless. He slowly changed to a posture of carrying the bluestone, using his back to bear the weight, and slowly and steadily walked to the edge of the forest.
Behind him, the footprints that were half a foot deep gradually disappeared. This was also one of the strange things about this small world of heaven and earth.
Yuding Zhenren, who was sitting cross-legged in the clouds, revealed a satisfied smile. He raised his hand, but what he did was the exact opposite of what he wanted to do a moment ago.
He increased the weight of the bluestone a little.
"Aiya!"
Another loud shout came from the valley, and the green rock sank down again.
The tired bird, which had just landed on the tree, was startled again, and flapped its colorful wings.
He said eight hours, and he had to do it. Yuding Zhenren had always been a man of his word, and it was the same for his disciple.
Yang Jian felt his master's love for him. He lay in a human-shaped hole with tears streaming down his face. Feeling the sudden increase of weight on his back, he continued to recite the incantation of the first chapter of Eight Nine Mysteries, and returned to the previous state.
Tempering the body was destined to be painful. Yang Jian was already mentally prepared, and he had been gritting his teeth and persevering, never flinching.
If Eight Nine Mysteries was really so easy to cultivate, wouldn't it be a common cultivation method on the street?
Doing what ordinary people couldn't do, and doing what others couldn't do, this was Yang Jian's path, and this was where he could consider himself extraordinary!
"Up!"
Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, but he still gritted his teeth and growled. He kept trying, trying to complete the second breakthrough of his strength today.
On the cloud, Yuding watched with a smile. He didn't have a hobby of abusing his disciple; he just felt that Yang Jian's aptitude was excellent, and his character was even better.
The bluestone trembled for four hours, and then slowly rose again.
The young man under the bluestone swayed, but he gradually stood up, straightened his back, lowered his head, and took another step forward with the bluestone on his shoulder!
Eight Nine Mysteries …
If the original Yang Jian could cultivate it, he must do it now!
Otherwise, what was the point of him coming to Untainted Land? What was the point of his cultivation!
"Xiaoyao!"
He shouted in a low voice, and his body stopped swaying. He held the bluestone with both hands.
"Longevity!"
He took one step, then another, until he was flying. His eyes were filled with determination, without any hesitation!
"Solitary Way!"
At the edge of the forest, the bluestone was actually thrown away by Yang Jian. Yang Jian raised his head and roared like a Godfiend. The world trembled, and a vast aura descended from the sky, as if it wanted to crush Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's face instantly turned pale. Although it was only for an instant, he seemed to feel the might of the world.
Yuding's expression was solemn. He raised his hand to the sky, and the small world immediately severed its connection with the Primordial World. The turbulence disappeared.
"This is?"
Yuding pinched his fingers and deduced. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, but as he continued to deduce, these doubts gradually became clear.
Looking down, Yang Jian was actually sprawled out on the edge of the forest, snoring away without a care in the world.
"This Eight-Nine Arcane Art is not suitable for cultivating in the Primordial World …"
Yuding Zhenren's figure slowly disappeared from the small world, leaving Yang Jian snoring like thunder.
…
Outside the Golden Cloud Cave on the Jade Spring Mountain.
A small figure sat beside the jade spring. Her two crystalline feet reached into the spring water and felt the comfort brought by the nourishment of the spiritual spring water.
"Brother hasn't come out for a month," she muttered softly and pouted unhappily.
However, she was still sensible and did not have any resentment. She already knew that the living beings in the Primordial World had the heart to pursue the Dao and would walk the path of cultivation …
Brother wants to become stronger. I don't know where my parents and brother have gone. I can't keep playing around!
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