Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 9 Fire Comes
The small courtyard is quiet and peaceful, with a wall that keeps out all the wind and rain.

"I don't know what the big boss is thinking."

As usual, he put away the lunch box and looked at the closed door and the extremely quiet courtyard. Shi Tou couldn't help feeling a little confused and curious.

After walking out of Jiming Mountain, the big boss retreated to his small courtyard and rarely went out. He even refused to meet with his two confidants, Shouhou and Xiongli. Only he, the follower who took care of his daily life, could see him occasionally.

"Whatever the Big Boss does shouldn't be something I can guess."

A thought came to his mind, and Shi Tou quickly withdrew his thoughts.

Without thinking any more, Shitou packed up everything and left the yard immediately.

At the same time, in the secret room of the courtyard, Jiang Chen's practice had reached a critical moment. At this time, he was naked from the waist up, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes closed, communicating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and constantly absorbing the spiritual energy around him.

At a certain moment, he opened his eyes and the void turned white.

"it's time!"

The time has come. Jiang Chen took out the white deer heart blood that had been mixed long ago, used the blood as ink and his finger as a pen, and with the help of the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he began to outline runes on his chest.

His sketching movements were not fast, and his mind was highly concentrated, striving to make every stroke resonate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. At this moment, the entire secret room was filled with a strange bloody smell.

Time passed, and it was unknown how long it had been. When Jiang Chen put down the last stroke, blood and energy surged in the sky and merged into his chest. Finally, the rune froze and formed a lifelike red flame in his chest.

"Blood Flame Technique, it's done."

His chest felt hot, as if there was a flame burning. A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face. After spending several days, he finally mastered the basic technique of this talisman.

"Come on fire!"

He activated the magic formula and with a casual move, a blood-red flame appeared in Jiang Chen's hand.

Feeling the power of the flame, Jiang Chen showed a hint of surprise on his face. The flame looked hot, but in fact it was only warm. It had no effect on dead things, but only on flesh and blood. Once a living thing was contaminated by the fire, its blood would be ignited, and eventually the blood would boil and evaporate, turning it into a dried corpse.

"Although Jiang Wang is a casual cultivator, he also has a legacy. This Blood Flame Technique may seem ferocious, but it's actually a supplementary spell, mainly used to refine blood energy. I won't know its specific function until I get the legacy in my storage bag."

Recalling the records in the Taoist book, Jiang Chen seemed to be lost in thought. After a moment, he put his five fingers together and pinched out the blood flame in his hand.

"All the laws and techniques in this world are based on the profound Dao, and are manifestations of a certain aspect of the Great Dao. The power of this Blood Flame Technique is truly miraculous, and its nature is very similar to that of a psychic I once encountered."

"If we look at it from the perspective of this world, perhaps my abilities, and even the abilities possessed by all the Xuanxing ability users, are also manifestations of the Tao. Their essence may be a kind of naturally awakened technique. After all, similar beings exist in this world, such as demonic beasts. Their bloodlines may contain innate inheritance."

His thoughts wandered, and from the Blood Flame Technique, Jiang Chen reflected on his own soul abilities, and then on the definitions of transcendental power within this world and Xuanxing. In terms of transcendental depth alone, this world certainly far surpassed Xuanxing's. If this world's theory served as a foundation, then the Soul Illumination, Soul Bewitching, Eye-Killing, and Soul Infusion techniques he had developed based on his soul abilities might also be considered techniques, manifestations of a certain Dao.

Of course, this is just an association. The two worlds are different, and the actual situation may be far from it. The truth of this speculation is not something Jiang Chen can confirm now.

"Now that I have mastered the Blood Flame Technique, I have truly established myself among the Dangjiang bandits. However, this is just the beginning."

Gathering his thoughts, Jiang Chen stood up and went to the corner of the secret room and opened a secret compartment. There were two things in it, a Taoist book and a storage bag.

After taking a look at the storage bag, Jiang Chen took out the Taoist book. The pages of the Taoist book were slightly yellowed, showing traces of time.

After a while, Jiang Chen walked out of the secret room with the Taoist book.

Under the peach tree, on the stone table, by the small red clay stove, Jiang Chen leisurely brewed a cup of tea for himself. Perhaps because life in the apocalypse was too tense, Jiang Chen now especially cherished the pleasure of taking a break from his busy schedule.

Jiang Chen lowered his head, sniffed the tea, took a sip, and then gently put it down. This tea was very ordinary, just wild tea from the mountains. The tea fragrance was very light, and more bitter, but it also had its own toughness and thickness. When paired with the spiritual spring water, it had a unique flavor.

After coming out of Jiming Mountain, Jiang Chen placed the Lingquan Stone in the well in the courtyard. After a few days of transformation, the well water had been tainted with a faint spiritual charm.

"Spells are ways to protect yourself, but Tao is the ladder to heaven."

Drinking tea and reading books, Jiang Chen enjoyed this rare comfort.

Perhaps it was the change in his state of mind, but Jiang Chen had a different perception of the Taoist book in his hand. This was not the first time he had comprehended this book, and it did not record any profound techniques, but only the most basic method of drawing in qi, including the Lingsong breathing method and the willow catkins health-preserving method, two methods of stillness and movement.

But this time Jiang Chen saw something different. As he continued to indulge in it, the Lingsong Breathing Technique began to circulate spontaneously in his body, continuously absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

Under normal circumstances, the practice of static exercises requires the cultivator to concentrate and meditate, and to restrain his distracting thoughts. Some people who lack concentration may even need to use methods such as burning incense to assist. However, Jiang Chen now naturally came into contact with this method while studying Taoist books, or it can be said that this method broke free from the original shackles and naturally came to him, as if it was tailor-made for him.

As time passed, Jiang Chen was completely immersed in the mysteries of Taoism, and the spiritual energy that gathered around him began to increase. Under the shining morning sun, it gradually took on a bit of hazy glow, making his originally sallow complexion appear a bit ethereal at this moment, and he truly had the aura of a cultivator.

"I see."

The spells were in harmony, and after looking at many other questions, Jiang Chen had his own understanding.

During this process, spiritual energy continuously washed over his body, re-refining his limbs that had already been tempered. Although his predecessor Jiang Wang had completed the tempering of his limbs with the Qi-Inducing Technique, this tempering was actually not perfect, and there were still many minor flaws, which are now being repaired.

These minor flaws actually have no impact on most practitioners. Instead of spending all their time pursuing this bit of perfection, it is better to move forward as quickly as possible. After all, a practitioner's time is precious and cannot be wasted.

(End of this chapter)