Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 11011: The Dantian as a Furnace, Connecting with the Netherworld and Awe-inspiring Power
"Refining gold in the furnace, transforming it into energy in the void, harmonizing yin and yang, thus achieving the ultimate Dao."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and news of the Supreme Sect Protector's impending execution spread like wildfire.

Inside the official residence, Zhao Wuji had already resumed his focused reading, reciting and deciphering a portion of the ancient elixir formula, "Jin Yu Dan".

This caused the second set of tadpole-shaped characters in the restless Yang Pearl in the sea of ​​consciousness to gradually brighten and increase in progress.

This ancient elixir formula first explains the theory of alchemy.

However, some of the principles of Yin and Yang involved in it provided some inspiration for Zhao Wuji's self-created "Dantian Danlu Theory".

As he recited the elixir formula, his heart burned like fire and his mind was as sharp as lightning. The yin and yang energies flowed and harmonized in his dantian, as if he were refining an elixir.

Although it is still impossible to retain the Yin and Yang energies in the Dantian and combine them into one.

However, under the enlightenment, it seemed as if the elixir energy was rotating, enveloping and spinning his internal energy.

Each rotation is almost equivalent to a small cycle of cultivation, and three rotations are equivalent to a large cycle, with a very fast rotation speed.

This inadvertently increased his internal energy cultivation speed by about three times, and made it extremely refined.

After this delightful discovery, Zhao Wuji was full of energy.

After a night of cultivation, his internal strength improved by three points, reaching the level of the ten meridians (4/100).

Even the strength of his soul has improved somewhat under the nourishment of abundant Yin and Yang energy.

"What a pleasant surprise! The pill formula can actually help me understand the self-created Dantian alchemy furnace cultivation method. Perhaps it is also related to the improvement of my comprehension after my soul became stronger."

"At this rate, I can break through to the 11th meridian in just one month, and my martial arts will soon reach the level of a Transformation Grandmaster."

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, but his mind was very calm.

His ears twitched slightly as he heard the sound of Chunhua, the maid, fetching water outside, and Master Wu tending the fire in the kitchen next door.

The rustling sound of clothes being put on in the inner room was clearly from the young apprentice, Xiaoyue.

The five servants and medicine boy in the official residence were all used to his daily routine and would almost always get up early according to their different duties.

Zhao Wuji pushed open the door and went out. At this moment, Xiao Lin, the shop assistant and groom, ran over to report.

"Sir, you have received a letter from Miss Nan Zhixia."

"Oh?" Zhao Wuji immediately took the letter, opened it, and read it, a smile involuntarily appearing in the corner of his eye.

Nan Zhixia's health has improved, and she invited him to the Nan residence for a chat.

Zhao Wuji was also delighted, feeling that the 'guidance technique' that had been put on hold for several days had a new hope.

He immediately instructed Chunhua to prepare hot water for washing up, and Xiaoyue to prepare a carriage.

Half an hour later.

Inside the Nan residence, Nan Zhixia, dressed in white like snow, with bright and beautiful eyes, sipped the breakfast that Zhao Wuji had brought her, while seemingly casually inquiring about his recent situation.

The slight stinginess from yesterday has vanished thanks to this heartwarming breakfast delivered to my door.

"What else can I do these days? I just give acupuncture to some patients."

Zhao Wuji replied with a smile, "But Zhixia, are you really all better? Shall I take your pulse now?"

"Now you've remembered me?"

Nan Zhixia snorted inwardly, but on the surface she still maintained the dignified and virtuous image of a well-bred lady. She picked up a handkerchief to wipe her hands and smiled gently, saying, "You don't need to worry, I'm all better now. That day you invited me to the Immortal Seeking Gathering, but I wasn't feeling well and didn't go. You won't blame me, will you?"

I heard that you performed acupuncture on Minister Bu of the Ministry of Justice on the pleasure boat, and Minister Bu greatly admired you.”

"The news travels fast, doesn't it?"

Zhao Wuji nodded, not surprised, as many people knew about the situation that day.

After all, many people wanted to curry favor with Bu Ruozhi, but he won first place, so the news naturally spread.

Seeing Nan Zhixia's curiosity, he immediately recounted some of the events of that day.

When Bu Ruozhi's prescription fee was mentioned, as well as the request for him to perform acupuncture on the Supreme Sect protector in the Heavenly Prison, a thought struck him.

Thinking of the incomplete handwritten copy of the Huangting Sutra that Protector Xu had once produced.

He immediately steered the conversation toward the Huangting Jing, which was, after all, the purpose of his visit.

"You mean the protector of the Supreme Sect once produced a handwritten fragment of the Huangting Sutra?"

Nan Zhixia looked surprised; she was genuinely astonished this time.

She hadn't heard Protector Xu mention such important information, which could very well lead to her identity being exposed.

Fortunately, the person she was dealing with was Zhao Wuji. She tried to salvage the situation by saying, "Wuji, the first part of the Huangting Neijing Jing that I gave you was purchased by my father from a traveling merchant. I gave it to you because I saw that you were interested in ancient books."

Now that this ancient book is involved with a wanted criminal, you absolutely mustn't tell anyone that I gave you this kind of ancient book, lest you get implicated.

"Of course I understand that."

Zhao Wuji said solemnly, "I came to see you this time to tell you about this matter."

"Furthermore, I'd like to find the second part of this ancient book. Does Uncle know any clues?" Nan Zhixia shook her head helplessly, then her expression turned worried and solemn. She said, "Wuji, I already regret giving you this ancient book. If you continue to search for it, you might cause trouble. I don't want anything to happen to you, so let's just forget about it."

Even if you asked my father, he couldn't possibly remember who that person was or where they are now, given that happened so many years ago.

Zhao Wuji was speechless. Seeing Nan Zhixia's worried expression, he immediately stopped asking questions and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems that finding the second part of the Huangting Neijing Jing has become impossible with the Nan family.

This ancient book is indeed a sensitive topic now.

Asking Professor Nanjing at this time is completely inappropriate.

He didn't ask any more questions, changed the subject and chatted with Nan Zhixia about other things, and soon said goodbye and left.

After Zhao Wuji left, the gentle look on Nan Zhixia's pretty face gradually disappeared, and she regained her calm and noble demeanor as the princess of the Supreme Sect.

"Wuji has indeed made contact with Protector Xu in the Heavenly Prison. He may know something, but he hasn't revealed it."

If it were someone else, she might have taken them down on the spot, subjected them to torture, and forced them to open their mouths to get the information she wanted.

But when it came to Zhao Wuji, she simply couldn't bring herself to do it.

To avoid revealing their true identities, they even asked questions indirectly and discreetly.

"There are only three days left before Protector Xu is to be executed. Wuji, what exactly do you know?"

She closed her eyes to think, when a cheerful sound of footsteps came from behind her.

"Sis, Brother Zhao just arrived? This is truly incredible! He actually dared to come to our house to meet you."

Nan Zhixia Lirong regained her gentle demeanor, turned around and smiled faintly, "He heard that I was not feeling well, so he just came to visit me."

Time flies, and two more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Tomorrow is the day the Supreme Sect's Dharma Protector will be executed.

Since he could no longer obtain the second part of the Huangting Neijing Jing, Zhao Wuji has focused his energy on deciphering ancient elixir formulas and cultivating martial arts and magic.

When it was his turn to see patients, he would go to the Imperial Hospital to provide acupuncture treatment, or go to the residence of Minister Bu to provide acupuncture treatment.

Most people's common cold ailments do not provide much yin energy.

After treating three people, they still hadn't collected a single wisp of yin energy.

However, Bu Shangshu's second treatment provided him with three more strands of Yin energy, bringing the total amount of Yin energy to 1183 strands, which also made the relationship between the two much more amicable.

That night, Zhao Wuji sat in the cultivation room of the official residence, as usual performing the Soul Communication Technique by forming hand seals, thus strengthening his divine soul while practicing this technique.

Now that his soul has become stronger, he has figured out the deterrent effect of the Netherworld Communication Technique. It may have a deterrent effect on ordinary people with weak souls, enough to make them lose their souls.

"In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong once used his magic to descend into the underworld and intimidated King Yama... Hey, does that count as something like that?"

As he was carefully contemplating, he suddenly sensed that a nimble black figure had darted into the courtyard of his official residence.

"Huh? Little thief?"

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, silently using his spiritual sense to remotely perceive the shadowy figure's whereabouts.

They discovered that the shadowy figure moved with ghostly speed, holding a sleeping incense, and blowing a puff of incense into each room.

They soon arrived at his training room.

"A trivial skill..."

Zhao Wuji held his breath and concentrated.

He allowed the other party to blow the sleeping potion into the room, and pretended to breathe in the potion and fall into a coma.

The next moment, a slender figure darted into the room, her eyes shining in the darkness as she stared at the unconscious Zhao Wuji and quickly approached him.

The man had just grasped Zhao Wuji's hand when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.

A golden needle had somehow pierced his arm, causing the entire arm to become numb and preventing him from circulating his internal energy there.

"Golden needle acupuncture to stop the pulse?!"

The newcomer cried out in alarm, his figure retreating rapidly as if struck by lightning. The powerful internal force he unleashed caused his clothes to billow, revealing him to be a powerful expert who had opened all twelve meridians.

However, he had barely retreated half a zhang when he let out a strange cry as if he had been struck by lightning, his expression horrified and his movements stiff.

Whoosh!

A golden needle flashed past, striking him squarely between the eyebrows. The force of the needle penetrated through the bone, causing his pupils to contract instantly and his body to collapse, lifeless.

Zhao Wuji remained seated cross-legged, while a ghostly spirit floated above his head, its ghostly eyes calmly observing the faint soul rising from the corpse opposite him.

This soul had already been partially frightened out by his spirit communication technique earlier.

That's why the opponent suddenly froze and was easily killed with a single needle.

The power of the Spirit Communication Technique to intimidate is indeed formidable.
(End of this chapter)