Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 287: Brilliance is born naturally, and the light of life is always present

Ji An continued to practice Qingmu Changchun Gong, and the vision of the divine power of the technique became apparent, and green grass and red flowers bloomed around his body.

The inspiration of Jia and Yi wood is combined into one, the emerald green light shines, and the vigorous and vigorous breath of life lingers.

The light black Guishui is moist and deep, and looking at it is like gazing at a pool of autumn water.

The nourishing aura of Ji Earth permeates the air, and the yellow spiritual light brings peace and tranquility.

The light golden and explosive Sun Bing Fire and the warm orange-red Ding Fire are intertwined with each other, like lingering lovers.

Various colors of light entered Ji An's mouth and nose as he breathed. Although the spiritual energy could no longer be refined into magic power, his five internal organs and Tao seeds could still be nourished as the exercises were practiced.

He looked inside his body and found that the ten Tao seeds in the acupoints were like stars, periodically lighting up and dimming.

The surface of the liver is covered with patterns in the shape of leaf veins, and the entire internal organs have a jade-like texture.

The kidneys are slightly black, and the cloud-like wavy patterns on the surface seem to be constantly flowing.

Patterns resembling the veins of the earth appear on the spleen, an internal organ that is slightly yellowish in color.

The color of the heart is slightly more normal, translucent orange-red with light golden patterns.

The crystal-clear black light of the kidneys gradually disappeared, the green light on the liver turned from dark to bright, and then slowly dimmed, but the red light on the heart flourished because of this; when the red light gradually dimmed, the yellow light of the spleen became warm and translucent; the yellow light faded, and a faint silver-white color grew in the lungs.

In Ji An's chest, the light waxed and waned, and an inexplicable energy flowed through his five internal organs.

After two quarters of an hour, his immortal veins could no longer bear the increasing but unreleased magical power, so he slowly stopped practicing.

The magic power that could not be gathered into Dantian dissipated through the pores, and his body was surrounded by an extremely light green light.

The light seemed to have a spirit and flew towards several nearby fruit trees. The dragon blood tree and several second-level medium-quality spiritual peach trees absorbed most of the light and swayed gently without wind.

"It's really unexpected that Aoki Chochun Kung has become like this now."

Ji An scratched his head and asked other senior brothers and sisters. He found that although their organs also produced strange phenomena when they practiced the exercises, only one organ had the phenomenon.

Liu Yu and Mu Qingwan practiced the fire-based exercises, and the strange phenomena appeared in their hearts. Du Huaiyuan practiced the water-based exercises, and the strange phenomena appeared in their kidneys. Ge Luoying practiced the gold-based exercises, and the strange phenomena appeared in their lungs.

He looked up the cultivation experiences of the predecessors in the Transmission Hall, and found that an unnamed predecessor recorded that two of his organs had strange phenomena.

Ji An told Jia Yu about the strange phenomena he experienced during his practice and asked what caused them. However, Ji An was reserved in his response and only said that there were strange phenomena in his liver and heart.

The other party said it was a good thing and there was no need to worry. This was a prelude to opening up the Divine Palace. It would be much easier to open up the Wood Palace and the Fire Palace in the future.

Ji An thought about the reason why his five internal organs showed strange phenomena at the same time, and guessed that it was caused by the Dao Seed, but he was not sure.

However, since Uncle Master Jia said it was a good thing, he didn't think too much about it and just tried his best to improve his cultivation.

At this moment, Ji An truly confirmed that his cultivation had reached the perfect state of the ninth level of foundation building.

The next step is to cultivate the life light to the point where it shines naturally, and then you can start to break through to the Chaoyuan period.

To improve your cultivation, you can use various external objects such as elixirs, spiritual food, etc., but to cultivate the light of life, you must look inward and rely on your own hard work.

Fortunately, he has captured the life light since breaking through to the seventh level of foundation building, and has been cultivating the life light for nine and a half years.

A few days ago, the light of life even reached the point where it occasionally flickered. It seemed that it was not far from the moment when the light would be constantly generated.

Now that his cultivation has reached its peak, he can spend more time every day cultivating his life light.

Ji An concentrated his mind and circulated his energy in a secret way. Magic power flowed out from his dantian, and the emerald green magic power flowed through his immortal veins.

Seriously speaking, this secret method has two functions: one is to cultivate the life light, and the other is to nourish the immortal veins.

His qualifications are currently only at the upper level, and there is still a lot of potential to be tapped.

A faint sense of emptiness emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness, and he quickly got into the state.

Two silver 'swimming fish' emerged from the kidneys, swaying their bodies nimbly.

Every once in a while, the fish will visit each other, the left fish will run to the right fish's home, and the right fish will run to the left.

On the hillside of Chaoyang Peak, golden sunlight dispels the darkness of the earth.

Above two caves that were more than ten miles apart, the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a large funnel-like vortex.

Outside the treasure pavilion, Lin Jiuxiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the vortex in the distance, with a solemn look between his brows.

At this moment, there are two monks in seclusion trying to break through the Chaoyuan period. They are Mu Songde and Li Yuangong, both of whom are elites of the Law Enforcement Hall.

As the head of the hall, of course I am more concerned.

Jia Yu walked out of the hall, approached him, and said softly:
"When it comes to breakthroughs, the time required for each person is uncertain. There's no need for you to wait here, brother. I'll let you know as soon as there's a result."

For some cultivators, their foundation is sufficient, and breaking through is as easy as eating and drinking.

For example, Li Haoran only took three days to break through the realm, and everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Some cultivators' accumulation is not good enough, so it takes them more time to break through.

The less accumulation there is, the longer it will take and the lower the success rate will be.

Lin Jiuxiao shook his head slightly and said:
"I'm a little uneasy, so I came to take a look, maybe it would make me feel more at ease.

Yuan Gong is still young, with abundant magical power and blood. I am not worried. Even if it fails this time, there will be another chance next time.

Song De is old and this is his only chance in this life.

If it doesn't work out, you'll only have ten years left to live."

Jia Yu sighed softly. Ever since the sect refined the Peiyuan Pill a few years ago, three cultivators have exchanged for the pill to achieve breakthroughs.

But only Li Haoran succeeded. If the other two did not have a great opportunity, there would be no hope for them to make a breakthrough in this life.

He secretly encouraged himself in his heart, hoping that the two people who were trying to break through would succeed, or at least one of them would succeed.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of Peiyuan Dan.

As the two were talking, an aura vortex in the distant mountains began to fluctuate abnormally.

Lin Jiuxiao's heart immediately rose to his feet, because that spiritual energy vortex was exactly the cave where Mu Songde was.

After a while, the spiritual energy vortex slowly stabilized and the two of them slowly relaxed.

Jia Yu stroked his chest with his hand, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

During the encirclement and suppression of the demonic cultivators, eight of the sect's Chaoyuan-stage cultivators were killed, leaving only thirty-four veteran foundation-building cultivators.

In the next hundred years or so, more than twenty monks will reach the end of their lives, and he is one of them.

The number of Chaoyuan monks in the sect will continue to decline, and fresh blood is urgently needed.

However, the Canglan Secret Realm, the demon disaster, and the devil disaster caused the loss of too many Chaoyuan-stage seed monks, and the sect will continue to weaken for a long time in the future.

Because of the spread of the magic cultivation techniques, the magic disaster has not completely disappeared, and magic cultivators are occasionally discovered.

The monsters have reoccupied their former territories, and the situation faced by the sect and even the entire Western Continent remains complicated.

If the sect continues to weaken, it can only be in a defensive state.

Half an hour passed, and Jia Yu was about to turn around and go back to the main hall when he caught a glimpse of the spiritual energy vortex that had shown abnormal behavior just now fluctuating again, like clouds drifting in the wind, and showing a tendency to disintegrate.

"You really want to make my heart beat faster, don't you?"

His heart ached. The problem happened twice in a row, and the interval between them was not long. This was a very bad sign.

According to his experience, this disciple has little hope of breaking through the Chaoyuan period.

Lin Jiuxiao's expression became even more solemn, and his right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Musongde was his junior apprentice's disciple and the only surviving disciple. If Musongde could not break through, his junior apprentice's inheritance would be completely cut off.

Suddenly, the swaying vortex of spiritual energy suddenly exploded, like a blooming firework.

After beauty comes withering and disappearing.

Lin Jiuxiao summoned his fiery red flying sword magic weapon, input mana into it, and then flew on the sword towards the cave where he was in seclusion.

Jia Yu also summoned a spiritual weapon and flew away closely behind.

Normally, even if a breakthrough fails, it will not cause the spiritual energy vortex to explode.

It was obvious that the disciple was unable to control the huge amount of spiritual energy, which led to this result.

The two arrived at the cave one after the other. Lin Jiuxiao condensed his voice into a line and called out to the cave.

The restrictions in the retreat area are extremely strict, and there are only three ways to open it from the outside.

One is to attack head-on, the second is to wait for the spirit stones that maintain the formation to run out of energy, and the third is to ask Master Zhengyang to mobilize the center of the mountain protection formation to open it.

A quarter of an hour passed, and there was no response from the cave.

Lin Jiuxiao's heart sank, and he said in a muffled voice:
"Junior brother, how long can the spirit stones that maintain the magic circle last?"

The situation inside must be very troublesome, and he has to go in and investigate as soon as possible.

"It can last for seven days. This is the fifth day."

Jia Yu said, taking out the golden sword of communication and quickly entering the information, "I ask the ancestor to open this cave."

There has never been a situation in the past where a monk in seclusion did not leave the cave. Even if a disciple failed to break through and was injured, he could still leave the cave on his own.

The talisman sword flashed with golden light and flew towards the top of the mountain. Jia Yu asked doubtfully:

"How old is Master Mu this year?"

Lin Jiuxiao smiled bitterly and sighed:
“One hundred and eighty-seven years old, his energy and blood began to show signs of drying up ten years ago.

In order to make this breakthrough go smoothly, he also exchanged for a longevity pill."

"Senior brother should persuade him."

Jia Yu whispered that there is only one cultivator out of a hundred who can break through the barrier when his life span is about to end.

By doing this, the other party is gambling with his life, but the chips in his hand are too few and the chance of winning is too small.

"How can I persuade you? How can I persuade you?

If a junior fellow apprentice were faced with his situation, and I advised him, "You can't do it," would you listen?"

Jia Yu was silent and sighed.

Most monks practice by overcoming obstacles and fighting for their lives against the heavens.

If you put yourself in his shoes, if he were faced with the same situation as his disciple, he would probably take off all his pants and put all his belongings on the line to take a gamble.

If you are too far away from the goal, you will give up, but if you feel that you can grasp hope by standing on tiptoe, who would be willing to give up?
A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves in the forest rustled, like someone's sigh.

A few yellow leaves swirled and fell, but were blown up by the wind involuntarily and drifted to an unknown corner.

Neither of them had the heart to talk anymore; they could only hear the fierce wind blowing through the treetops.

A moment later, a yellow curtain flashed at the entrance of the cave, twisted a few times, and then disappeared.

The ban was opened and the stone door opened automatically.

Lin Jiuxiao jumped in and saw Musunde lying on the ground with his hair disheveled.

He looked haggard, with a last bit of stubbornness remaining in his wide-open eyes.

The soft spot in Jia Yu's heart was touched, and he secretly sighed about what his ending would be in many years.

At this moment, in the dark Soul Palace of Lingxiao Mountain.

Ye Changqing remained silent, with an extinguished soul lamp in front of him.

He was in a low mood, closed his eyes, looked up and took a long breath.

"Brother Mu, you got what you wanted, and you died a worthy death. This is much better than me, a loser who gave up early."

He recalled the scene when the other party asked him to drink a few days ago. It was a bright moon and a fresh breeze, and it was so pleasant.

I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, there would be no chance to drink and chat.

Time flows like water, endless and never stopping, and three months passed in a flash.

Outside the Jinling Sect, the ice and snow melted, revealing withered and gray weeds.

Amidst the desolation, there is a faint hint of green.

Birds were singing farewell songs to the cold wind on the branches, and a hedgehog poked its head out of its cave and stretched its body.

In a sect where the four seasons are like spring, it is rare to feel the huge ups and downs of life.

I have to say, this is a pity.

At this moment, the sun is spreading its warmth wantonly and greeting everything with warmth.

The vast mountains and deep pools in the valley are all bathed in a golden dream.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the back of the dragon blood tree leaves, revealing a glow like fire.

Ji An sat cross-legged on the cushion, like a stone sculpture, motionless.

He practiced the secret technique, and the emerald magic power flowed in his immortal veins, like river water rushing in a wide river channel.

The light of life is like two silver fish, swimming in the kidneys.

Every breath, the silverfish flashed with light full of agility and vigor.

The Jia Wood Taoist Seed in the Huagai acupoint and the Yi Wood Taoist Seed in the Yuquan acupoint are bright and lustrous, leaking a few strands of Qi from time to time and merging into the magic power.

The Qi energy passed through the kidneys along with the circulation of magic power and was swallowed by the silver fish, like an automated feeding production line.

The moment the qi is swallowed by the silverfish, the light on their bodies will be noticeably enhanced for a moment.

Ji An's mind was infinitely elevated, as if a god was looking down from above. The speed of the flow of magic power became faster and faster, and the frequency of the flashing light on the silver fish became faster and faster.

Suddenly, he felt that the world was quiet, time seemed to stop, and the flow of magic power paused for a moment.

The silver fish began to glow, and a warm current flowed out from his kidneys. Ji An felt that everything had returned to normal.

Half an hour later, the magic power was exhausted due to the operation of the secret method, but the light on the silver fish did not dim at all.

The operation of the secret technique slowly stopped, and he looked inside his body with anticipation, watching the swimming fish of life.

The secret technique completely stopped, but the brilliance of the life light remained.

"Glory is born naturally, the light of life is always there, I am a Taoist master!"

Ji An's hearty laughter spread through the woods, wanton and ostentatious.

He gathered his magic power and flew away, his sleeves fluttering in the wind and a golden halo appeared above his head.

"Tomorrow, break through Chaoyuan!"

(End of this chapter)