Fiendish Cultivation Techniques, Immortal Cultivation Body!
This was the cultivation direction that Bai Qianzhang had set for Fang Xing. It was also the last time he would teach Fang Xing about cultivation.
Fang Xing understood this Cultivation Technique. He was born in the Ghost Smoke Valley when he was young and had learned martial arts before, so he had his own set of Cultivation Techniques. The Cultivation Technique or Cultivation Body that Bai Qianzhang referred to was actually similar to the so-called Inner Force and Moves that his Big Uncle had taught him when he was young. When he was young, Fang Xing loved to slack off. He learned martial arts very quickly, but he was too lazy to put any effort into the Path of Inner Force. From his Big Uncle's point of view, he had embarked on an evil path at that time. This was because moves were external, and Inner Force was the foundation. Now, although the realm and level of strength of both sides were long different, the essence was still the same. The Immortal Nascent was equivalent to Inner Force. If he walked this path steadily, Fang Xing's strength would become stronger and his foundation would become more solid. As for Immortal Techniques, they were the means to defeat the enemy!
If one had to take care of both, the progress of cultivation would become slower and slower. However, Fang Xing was now blessed by heaven. His spirit and spirit originated from one body, but they were both different. Even their realms were different. It just so happened that one could walk the righteous path, cultivate the Immortal Nascent, and build the body of a True Immortal. The other could cultivate Immortal Techniques or even Evil Techniques. In short, he would not let go of anything that could improve his combat strength, and build an invincible sword …
After deciding on this path of cultivation, the happiest person was the Demon Ancestor!
This person's background was mysterious. He did not mention anything about the past, but one thing was certain. He was actually an existence who had cultivated Immortal Techniques to the extreme. Thus, he had always instilled a belief in Fang Xing, and that was that the Immortal Nascent was useless, and the foundation was useless. After inheriting his Sword Path, he would kill all Immortal Nascent cultivators. Fang Xing guessed that this old man was actually a mutant from ancient times. At the very least, among his opponents, there should be many almighty beings who walked the path of the Immortal Nascent, which was why this old demon was so resentful.
But then again, from the point of view of cultivators who had inherited ancient orthodoxies, the Immortal Nascent was the foundation. Those who valued the Sword Path but not the foundation belonged to the Evil Path to begin with. In addition, he was a ruthless person who killed people to cultivate his sword, so it was reasonable for him to be called a "demon".
In a secret place in the Demonic Abyss, the terrain was strange. There was a lake and a mountain. The mountain was hundreds of feet tall, lonely like a sword, and contained a sharp murderous aura. Meanwhile, the lake was dozens of miles in circumference. It was as smooth as still water, and the bottom could be seen. At this moment, there was a Fang Xing sitting cross-legged on the peak of the mountain. He had manifested his Dharma Form with three heads and six arms. One of his hands was holding a small ivory tower, while the other five hands were forming different kinds of seals. Strange Essence Qi circulated around his body, and from time to time, he would trigger meteorological phenomena, such as surging winds and surging clouds, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, the earth trembling, and heavy rain pouring …
"This technique has no name. It's a collection of Immortal Wills that I've intercepted from various orthodoxies when I roamed the divine continent. Back then, when I heard that you were forced to form your Nascent Soul ahead of time and that your path to the Immortal Nascent was cut off, I used all my means to obtain this Immortal Will for you. I'm prepared to give it to you as compensation. The Immortal Will is the foundation of the Immortal Technique. Perhaps you can master it and cultivate your own technique. Then, even if you're only at the Emperor Nascent Soul, you can still set foot on the peak!"
A shadow of Bai Qianzhang stood in the void in front of Fang Xing and quietly explained.
What he gave to Fang Xing were simple and unadorned incantations or even fragments. These were the original Immortal Techniques of various orthodoxies that he had used all kinds of means to obtain. It was a collection of the painstaking efforts of countless sages. If they were separated, they would probably not be of great value. However, he had painstakingly obtained so many incantations not because he wanted Fang Xing to cultivate these Immortal Techniques, but because he wanted to use the orthodoxies contained in these Immortal Techniques to enlighten Fang Xing, so that Fang Xing could continue on the path of the Present World Technique and even reach the peak and possess his own technique!
This was what he had prepared for Fang Xing who had advanced to Nascent Soul Formation. It was a way to remedy the situation. At that time, Fang Xing's Nascent Soul Formation did not have much to do with him. However, Bai Qianzhang felt that since he had sent Fang Xing into the cultivation world and set him on the path of revenge, everything had to do with him. Therefore, he thought of this method to compensate him. Among these incantations, some of them were incantations that Fang Xing had snatched from countless Daoist scriptures. They were all stored in the Ivory Tower and he had sorted out the things that would be useful to Fang Xing. There were also some incantations that he had read in the Buddhist scriptures at Spiritual Mountain Temple. There were also some that he had obtained when he was cultivating in the Yuan family. There were also some that he had obtained when he traveled among the orthodoxies, either by stealing or robbing. There were all kinds of incantations and instead of incantations, they were more like Daoist scriptures!
"Doesn't he have a name?"
Fang Xing paused his cultivation and spoke to Bai Qianzhang, "Then let's give him a name!"
"That's a simple name. The Book of Myriad Daos will do!"
Bai Qianzhang chuckled and casually came up with a name that pointed directly to the original meaning of the incantation.
"It doesn't sound good!"
However, Fang Xing shook his head and pondered for a while. He smiled and said, "This incantation is all-encompassing and has a complicated origin. Why don't we call it 'Hundred Families Will'?"
"Hundred Families Will … Hundred Families Rice?"
Bai Qianzhang was taken aback. His expression turned strange as he said, "That's awful …"
"Since you prepared it for me, I can at least give it a name, right?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes.
Bai Qianzhang let out a bitter laugh and sighed, "Whatever you want!"
He felt helpless. Although he was not the one who created the incantation, he had organized the incantation from many other incantations and deduced the variations from them. He had also added many of his insights into the incantation and it was the result of most of his life's work. He did not say it out loud, but in fact, this incantation alone was enough to be the heirloom of an orthodoxy. If it was famous, it might even be passed down for tens of thousands of years. However, because of the name Fang Xing gave it, Bai Qianzhang suddenly did not want it to be passed down anymore!
'This little bastard's naming skills are really not that good …'
On the lake below, another Fang Xing, dressed in a white robe, was also sitting cross-legged at the center of the lake. However, he was focused and unmoving, quietly breathing in and out. As he breathed so softly that it was almost inaudible, one could see circles of ripples appearing on the surface of the lake. With him as the center, the ripples spread out in all directions, and then retracted again and again. Gradually, this power even surpassed the lake and began to spread to the entire world. In an undetectable manner, he seemed to have become the center of the entire world, and could control all power!
"Although you are only in the Golden Core Realm now, your aura is terrifying!"
Bai Qianzhang's figure appeared in the void in front of him. He looked at Fang Xing who was breathing and frowned slightly. He sighed and said, "With your foundation, it should not be difficult for you to form a Yuanying, right? You have accumulated enough! "
"It is not difficult to form an Immortal Infant …"
Fang Xing opened his eyes and looked a little troubled. "But I am more worried about after forming the Immortal Infant …"
"Oh?"
Bai Qianzhang was slightly surprised. His eyes were filled with doubt.
"Fusu's Immortal Infant is too much of a shortcut. It's not worth learning from. I'd like to see what will happen when Shao-situ emerges from seclusion. In the current Tian Yuan Continent, there are only the two of us who can learn from each other on the path of cultivation …"
Fang Xing said with a frown. He then smiled bitterly, "From this aspect, there will indeed be a battle between us!"
"But you can't wait for the Immortal Infant's experience. Every day you delay forming your Immortal Infant, you will lose an advantage in the battle!"
Bai Qianzhang replied calmly, but he stated the most serious fact.
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As Fang Xing and Bai Qianzhang discussed the path of cultivation in the Demon Abyss, the space within ten thousand kilometers of Fuyao Palace in the central region had already become densely filled with dark clouds. At the very center of the dark clouds was a dwelling on the mountain behind Fuyao Palace. The dwelling sat at the head of the dragon vein that came from Kunlun. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the dwelling with the densest spiritual energy on the Tian Yuan Continent. As the violet clouds filled the sky, they resonated with one another, forming an extremely tempting, wondrous place …
Yaochi Wangmu, the grand elder of Fuyao Palace, and the other great cultivators of Yaochi Palace sat in the surroundings of the dwelling. They watched over it quietly. Even with their cultivation, they actually showed some excitement and eagerness!
Aside from them, who knew how many people had secretly paid attention to it from afar, paying close attention.
"The violet clouds are getting denser. He's about to emerge …"
The grand elder of Yaochi suddenly opened his eyes when the violet clouds had gathered to their densest point. He looked over like lightning.
It was also at this moment that a clear inhalation suddenly rang out from the dwelling that had remained silent the entire time. It was like a newborn opening its mouth and inhaling its first breath. The inhalation caused the spiritual energy from the dragon vein of Kunlun Mountains to gather toward the dwelling like a whale sucking in water. The spiritual energy was so powerful that even the old cultivators at Great Ascension Yuanying felt shocked. The spiritual energy had actually completely exceeded the limits of their energy …
As he inhaled and exhaled, the purple Qi in the air was also drawn down by him, forming a funnel-shaped purple cloud vortex that directly fell towards the cave dwelling. Within the purple cloud, lightning surged and countless electric snakes swam. The electric snakes were golden-purple in colour and contained an indescribably terrifying aura. It was like a giant hand from the heavens, containing the might of the heavens. With a rumbling sound, it struck towards the cave dwelling. It was as if there was a mysterious power that wanted to destroy the existence in the cave dwelling in one fell swoop.
"Tribulation Thunder … That's Tribulation Thunder!"
At this moment, the Jade Lake Queen Mother, the Grand Elder, and the others were shocked. They had gathered here to protect the Dao Protector, to prevent any accidents from happening when the person in the Immortal's cave came out from his secluded cultivation. But now, an accident really happened, and they didn't dare to step forward …
It was Tribulation Thunder!
The Tribulation Thunder that only cultivators who were undergoing the Tribulation Thunder would encounter!
For them, this was an irresistible force. Otherwise, they would have gone through the Thunder Tribulation a long time ago and taken a higher step in their cultivation. Who would have thought that the person in the cave would come across such a thing when he came out of seclusion? Should they do anything about it?
If they were to interfere, they would be the ones who would die and their Dao would disappear!
But if they did not do anything about it, could the person in the dwelling withstand it?
Just as they were gritting their teeth, unable to make a decision, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the dwelling. Even in the midst of the rumbling thunder, the voice was clearly audible. At the same time, it was filled with boundless confidence. "All of you, step aside. This is a great gift from the heavens!"
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