Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 76 Leaving Quietly
As the saying goes, there is no time in the mountains, and five thousand years have passed in a flash.

In the medicine garden, in the inner world of the fairy vine, Fang Ming opened his eyes and showed a look of regret.

The mystery of the Palm of Heaven Bottle is beyond the limit of his current ability.

The shackles of the ceiling are there, and Fang Ming can do nothing about it.

Therefore, even if he had been meditating for a total of six thousand years, Fang Ming could only be said to have gained certain results, but was far from being able to fully comprehend the mysteries.

If it were a larger world, such as the fairyland, Fang Ming would have some confidence in nurturing a Xuantian treasure with a similar effect to the Palm of Heaven Bottle.

Of course, it is just similar and certainly cannot be compared with the Palm of Heaven Bottle.

Moreover, the ability of this treasure to ripen fruits is only a part of its ability. Fang Ming is still far from comprehending its true mystery.

Even so, that was all he could do.

Limited by one's own abilities and the constraints of heaven and earth, even if one continues to comprehend, it will be difficult to gain anything.

Of course, he did not spend all of these six thousand years comprehending the Palm of Heaven Bottle.

Fang Ming studied Ma Liang's true immortal body over and over again for a long time, and finally he gained something.

He improved the quality of his true essence and magic power, and it was basically on par with Ma Liang's true immortal magic power.

Although his true energy and magic power were originally huge, their quality was not as good as that of a true immortal like Ma Liang.

Now, this shortcoming has finally been made up.

At the same time, Fang tried every possible way to break the restriction in Ma Liang's soul.

After such a long time, although I have not been able to completely break it, I have solved a lot of it and obtained some secret techniques of the Jiuyuan Temple in the fairyland.

However, that's where it ends.

After tinkering with it over and over again, Ma Liang's soul finally shattered and turned into ashes.

In general, the value of secret techniques is not high.

"In that case, it's almost time to leave." As Fang Ming's mind turned, a golden light broke through the air and headed straight for Han Li's Spirit Emperor Palace.

Soon, Han Li appeared and came to the medicine garden.

Five thousand years later, Han Li's cultivation had become even more powerful, and his spiritual awareness was extremely strong.

Fang Ming felt that the old demon's spiritual awareness should be a little stronger than his own.

"The art of refining the spirit is indeed terrifying." Fang Ming whispered in his heart.

Given the old demon's current strength, it would take some effort for me to defeat him even if I wanted to.

With his spiritual awareness becoming stronger, the old demon must have many tricks up his sleeve.

Such a powerful divine consciousness driven chain of divine consciousness would be troublesome even if I were to face it myself.

"Brother Han, this is your Palm of Heaven Bottle. I am returning it to you in its original state." As Fang Ming spoke, the small green bottle placed on the bluestone floated up and flew towards Han Li.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged. He waved his sleeves to put away the Palm Heaven Bottle and asked curiously, "Brother Teng, have you finally understood?"

"Brother Han, please don't tease me." A sullen voice came from the immortal vine. "Even the Taoist master of the immortal world wouldn't be able to comprehend this treasure, let alone me."

Hearing this, Han Li smiled. He was indeed teasing the fairy vine.

Over the years, as his spiritual skills improved, his mentality also changed.

"Brother Han, it's almost time." At this time, Fang Ming's voice sounded with a hint of inexplicable meaning.

"Huh!?" Han Li was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant and said, "Brother Teng, are you planning to make the final leap?"

He believed that the spirit of the fairy vine was planning to make its final leap.

If you succeed, you will break free from the shackles of the immortal vine and live another life; if you fail, you will turn into ashes, and only the Xuantian treasure will be left.

"Almost. We just need to prepare for this period of time." Fang Ming's calm voice came.

"I don't know what it is exactly?" Han Li asked again.

"After a while, probably in the next few years." Fang Ming replied.

Han Li was silent for a moment, then said, "I would like to congratulate Brother Teng in advance on your successful leap and breaking free from his innate shackles."

"Then I'll take your kind words, Brother Han." Fang Ming's smiling voice sounded from within the fairy vine.

From the old demon's perspective, Fang Ming was making a desperate attempt.

But in fact, Fang Ming was planning to run away.

Fang Ming wanted to laugh when he thought that the old demon was going to be tricked by him.

At this time, Han Li said, "Brother Teng, do you remember the spiritual cultivation technique that I once obtained?"

"Perhaps once your spiritual consciousness becomes stronger, it will help Brother Teng break the shackles of his innate nature. Brother Teng may wait for a while and make the final leap after he has mastered this method." As he spoke, a golden jade slip emerged and landed on the bluestone in the medicine garden.

"I didn't expect that the old demon would teach me the art of refining the soul at the last moment." Fang Ming felt a little surprised.

"In that case, I'll see how this method works. I can't let Brother Han down," Fang Ming said solemnly. Han Li smiled and said, "I won't disturb Brother Teng from his meditation. I need to go back and reunite the bottle spirit with the bottle body."

After Han Li left, Fang Ming's consciousness sank into the jade slip on the bluestone like a tide.

In an instant, three large golden characters "The Art of Refining the Spirit" appeared.

Then, a golden light flashed, and the three golden characters of "Spirit Refining Technique" shattered and turned into countless tiny golden characters.

As expected, the skills Han Li obtained were incomplete, with only three levels.

Fang Ming pondered it carefully, and after a while, he muttered to himself, "The Soul Refining Technique is indeed very profound. It is much more profound than the Great Evolution Technique that I modified. It is worthy of being a technique created by the Dao Ancestor!"

"Unfortunately, just as I thought at the beginning, although this method is good, I can't practice it." Fang Ming sighed with a little regret.

I don't know if it's because he is special or because he doesn't have a reincarnation in the afterlife, so he can't overdraw the spiritual power of several lives in the future to bless this life.

The art of refining the spirit is indeed a powerful technique, and it is very mysterious.

If one could cultivate all seven levels, the power of spiritual consciousness would be terrifyingly strong.

However, if there are only three levels of skills now, it is basically equivalent to a dead end road.

Putting the matter of the soul-refining technique aside, Fang Ming turned his gaze to look at the three-foot green sphere floating in front of him.

The sphere is emerald green all over, emitting a strange aura, with the breath of 'time' and 'creation' flowing in it, filled with a vast Taoist rhyme.

It is the green liquid produced by the Palm of Heaven Bottle. It may not seem like much, but it is actually quite a lot.

All this green liquid was earned by him through embezzlement over the years.

I think it will come in handy in the future.

After thinking for a while, Fang Ming muttered to himself, "It's almost time to leave."

Unless I ascend to the fairyland with the old demon, there is no point in staying here.

Logically speaking, his strength is stronger than that of any Mahayana cultivator, but he did not sense the heavenly tribulation.

Therefore, if one wants to ascend, he can only ascend with the old demon as an illegal resident.

Smuggling is risky and this is not what he wants!
After a careful search to make sure nothing was missing, Fang Ming called up the long-lost property panel.

Host: Fang Ming

Race: Quasi-innate spiritual roots (spiritual roots born at the beginning of the world, of noble origin.)
Cultivation: Xuantian Treasure

Trait 1: Flowering and bearing fruit (Under normal circumstances, flowering and bearing fruit is equivalent to death.)
Trait 2: Born close to the Tao (You are a favorite of heaven and earth, born close to the Tao.)
Trait 3: Environmental Dependence (The stronger the natural environment in which you grow, the stronger the fruit you produce.)
The gates to the heavens have been opened. Do you want to enter the next world?

Looking at the attribute panel, Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness moved, and he completely released the suppression of the Xuantian Fruit in the outside world, allowing it to fully mature at this moment.

At the same time, countless laws of power surged inside the seed fruit, turning into the power of the world and falling down, blocking the last channel connecting the seed fruit and the body of the fairy vine.

In an instant, endless radiance burst out from the medicine garden.

The light illuminates the heaven and earth, and the golden glow is endless. It is a small golden tripod with three legs and two ears that releases precious light. Even layers of powerful formations and restrictions cannot cover up its brilliance.

Then, there was a slight humming sound, and the countless golden leaves of the fairy vine rustled. Finally, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

The golden light penetrates the sky and the earth, and penetrates into the sky!
Startled by the noise, Han Li instantly appeared in the medicine garden.

"Is this the Xuantian treasure fully mature!?" Han Li's eyes were burning, and he immediately locked onto the three-legged, two-eared small tripod that was emitting strange fluctuations and continuously releasing endless golden light.

The small tripod is not big, only the size of a fist. Countless patterns are intertwined on the wall of the tripod, outlining the breath of the great way.

Looking at the golden little tripod, Han Li was full of smiles. This treasure must be the most powerful Xuantian treasure since the birth of the spiritual world!

He took a step forward and walked towards the white jade pillar hanging on the golden tripod.

As he took a step forward, strange changes occurred in the medicine garden, as if something had been disturbed.

In a moment, the golden glow of the fairy vine flowed like water towards the small golden tripod with three legs and two ears hanging on the white jade pillar.

As these glows poured into the golden small tripod, the extremely mysterious patterns on the tripod wall moved like dragons, exuding an extremely special aura of the Tao.

In just a breath of time, the golden fairy vines that originally filled the garden disappeared and turned into dead vines with withered yellow leaves all over the ground.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was stunned and showed an expression of disbelief.

His spiritual sense surged out frantically, carefully scanning every inch of the medicine garden. Finally, he murmured in disbelief, "It actually failed? This shouldn't be..."

Looking at the dead vines scattered across the ground, Han Li took out the Heavenly Palm Bottle and asked quietly, "Senior Bottle Spirit, have you sensed anything?"

Soon, a pair of black eyes the size of beans appeared on the Palm of Heaven Bottle. They scanned the dead vines scattered across the ground and sighed, saying, "Your brother Teng failed because he didn't sense the spatial fluctuations. The Xuantian treasure he nurtured is too powerful, containing a world within. If this treasure wasn't so powerful, there might still be a glimmer of hope."

Hearing this, Han Li was stunned. He stood among the dead vines for a long time without saying a word.

After a long while, Han Li raised his hand and summoned the small golden tripod. He said in a low voice, "Brother Teng, have a safe journey!"

As time passed, until Han Li became the true supreme being of the fairy world with the great way of the world, he was still filled with emotion when he thought of his "Brother Teng".

(End of this chapter)