Li Qingshan flew towards the erupting crater, passing through the thick, sulfuric smoke. The scorching magma rushed over, swallowing him up and kicking up a huge, dazzling splash.
The volcano stopped erupting. Before long, it began to rain again.
A group of barbarians appeared at the foot of the mountain. The old barbarian in the lead bellowed, "Kids, hurry up! Don't fall into the pit of fire and get roasted! "
"Yeah!" the barbarians answered loudly. They all carried bamboo baskets on their backs and began searching the ground carefully.
If Li Qingshan in the stone egg had been conscious, he would have discovered the barbarian who had picked him up was among them. He seemed much more mature, and he had gained another son in the past few years. It was a good thing, but it also made the pressure on his shoulders heavier. However, the barbarian who had picked up the Asura Field was not so lucky. He was bitten to death by a venomous snake in the forest a year ago.
The lives of mortals alternated between life and death, day after day. A few years occupied a very large portion of their lives. When they thought back to the matters of a few years ago, it was already a very distant matter.
However, for the cultivators who lived in seclusion for a long time, did time become heavier, or was it diluted? Probably no one could answer that!
Li Qingshan flapped his phoenix wings and rapidly dove deeper. The fire spiritual energy became denser and denser, but the influence of the underground magnetic field grew stronger and stronger. The circulation of daemon qi began to stagnate, and he could not even activate his sumeru ring anymore.
I might have some of the phoenix's bloodline, but I still can't dive into the depths of the magma like the Golden Cicada Spirit King. It's said that there are many bubbles of the earth's lungs deep underground. They're much more powerful than any divine lightning, and they're much more dangerous!
Going too deep would instead be detrimental to cultivation, so Li Qingshan rose up again and found a suitable depth. He spun around, and the flames of the earth revolved around him, forming an egg. He took out the pills he had bought from Gu Yanying from his sumeru ring and ingested them one by one, beginning to practise the second layer of the Phoenix's Scripture of Nirvāṇa.
In the depths of the marsh, even the sky darkened. The Water God Seal shone with faint light. The surroundings were tranquil.
"I should be able to maintain a basic balance like this!"
Ru Xin took out Zhu Lie's heart and murmured to herself. She gently broke free from her legs and suddenly turned into a blue fishtail. He swam deeper into the forest.
The sun and the moon shuttled back and forth. Time flew.
Wisps of Fire Spirit merged into Li Qingshan's body. It was converted into pure cultivation. Now that he had the experience of the first stage of the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, he felt that the second stage was much easier.
Actually, the first two stages of the 《Nine Transformations of Demons and Gods》. These were all the foundations, so it wasn't particularly difficult. When Li Qingshan first cultivated the Bull, Tiger, and Turtle Transformations, it went very smoothly at the beginning.
However, the Phoenix's Scripture of Nirvāṇa conflicted with the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression, so it was suppressed, which was why it was so difficult. Now that he had grasped the basics of merging fire and water, he also knew how to control the spirit turtle so that it would not affect the phoenix too much, so it was obviously much simpler.
During this process, his body also gradually grew bigger.
When he opened his eyes again, he heard the long cry of the Phoenix. He suddenly realized that it was his own voice.
He sucked in a deep breath and smiled in relief. He had finally reached the second stage of the Phoenix's Scripture of Nirvāṇa!
However, after the phoenix became stronger, it was forced to face a new problem. The perfectly round daemon core became sluggish again. The fusion of fire and water that he had just achieved after so much difficulty began to clash again.
Correspondingly, the second ability of the Phoenix Transformation did not appear either.
However, this was within his expectations, so he did not feel disappointed. Right now, he already knew how to go about it. All he needed to do was spend some time slowly getting used to it.
The most important thing was that his figure and appearance had finally been completely restored!
Although he still needed around a year or two to truly complete the Phoenix's Nirvāṇa this time and balance the various powers in his body, there was no need for him to be in too much of a hurry.
He believed that once the Phoenix's Nirvāṇa was complete, he would merge fire and water again, and his strength would reach an unprecedented height. There would not be a lot of existences in the nine provinces that could threaten him anymore.
The next morning, Li Qingshan stood on the edge of the Mist province and gazed towards the north.
"Green province, I, Li Qingshan, have returned!"
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Hwa Seung-zan was currently cultivating on the mountain. Suddenly, he sensed something and arrived outside the hall. A tiny sword paced around outside the formation, unable to enter.
"What's this? A flying sword delivering a letter! "
Hwa Seung-zan frowned and waved his hand. The tiny sword flew over with a swish, and he held it in his hand like it was nothing. The tiny sword shone brightly, criss-crossing with the patterns of clouds and condensing a strand of sword qi as if it had been tempered countless times. There was a line of tiny words engraved on it.
"I've long heard of your great name, fellow. Your talent is extraordinary, and your brilliance is astounding. I'm filled with admiration. May I ask to meet you and meet you with the sword? We can discuss the prodigies of the world together. Yin Xiaochou of the Sword Collection palace greets you respectfully!"
The time and location were written at the back. The tone was rather polite, but every single word contained sword intent, displaying its sharpness.
This was a letter of challenge!
"It's still here in the end!" Hwa Seung-zan sighed.
On the other side of the Qing Xiao dwelling, there was a tiny sword nailed to the rock wall!
Suddenly, the dwelling that had remained silent for a very long time opened loudly. Li Qingshan strode out and bellowed out, "I've emerged from seclusion!"
The birds took flight in fright, and the mountains echoed.
Li Qingshan laughed aloud. Suddenly, he saw the tiny sword on the opposite wall. He extended his hand and grabbed it. The tiny sword flew into his hand, and he finished reading the words on it.
What's the Sword Collection palace doing sending people here again? What kind of crappy name is this? Yin Xiaochou? I wonder how it compares to Fu Qingjin. It sounds a little more annoying. Fucking hell, they even changed my Moon Court lake to Clear Court lake!
Li Qingshan casually stowed the sword letter into his sumeru ring and flew towards Clear River city.
In the Hawkwolf Guard, Hua Chenglu was currently bent over her desk diligently. Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared before her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she leapt up. When she saw who the feet belonged to, she could not help but blurt out.
"Big brother Li! You've emerged from seclusion! "
"Thank you for the past few years. I really haven't been a good commander at all! It's been a few years since I last saw you, and you've become even more handsome! "Li Qingshan sniggered.
"I've stopped being a little girl a long time ago!" Hua Chenglu said.
"Then you're the big girl. Come, tell me what's happened in the past few years!"
Hua Chenglu told him everything that had happened in the past few years. Li Qingshan had heard most of it from Hwa Seung-zan. Even after so much time had passed, nothing had changed on the whole. The pace of cultivation was actually much slower compared to the world of mortals. There were fewer changes. It was very rare to hear about someone dying in an accident or getting married or having children. Most of the time, it was just their cultivation progressing.
"What's going on?"
Li Qingshan placed the tiny sword on the table and asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
"You received it too!" Hua Chenglu took out an identical, tiny sword. As it turned out, the renowned Foundation Establishment cultivators of the younger generation in the Clear River prefecture had all received a sword letter like this, inviting them to the greatest lake of the Clear River prefecture, Clear Court lake, in seven days' time for a gathering of heroes.
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