Chapter 447: From Spirit Chicken Transformation Beginning Beast Taming Cultivation Chapter 446 Intimate Dao Divine Body

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

In Han Cheng's guesses, although she had anticipated it, Yu Zhangsheng's absorption of Dao Rhyme would far exceed that of Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan.

But at this moment, Qi split into three strands, while Yu Zhangsheng alone occupied ninety percent of one; this gap still shocked Han Cheng's heart.

You must know, even for these living beings existing in the Wu Dao Jie, using absorption of Dao Rhyme could not remotely reach Yu Zhangsheng's level,

let alone this was Yu Zhangsheng's first time absorbing Dao Rhyme, with clumsy technique; generally speaking, when absorbing Dao Rhyme, there is initially some rejection reaction.

After becoming familiar, it gets faster and faster; for example, as time passed, the Dao Rhyme Qi flow heading toward Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan gradually grew somewhat larger, but similarly, Yu Zhangsheng's strand grew increasingly fierce, with Yu Zhangsheng's breathing inhaling and exhaling, large amounts were absorbed by him.

Conversely, the Dao Rhyme left for Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan quickly shrank, maintained at a very small amount.

This scene made Han Cheng's mouth corner twitch slightly, and at the same time, looking at Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan who unconsciously frowned with eyes closed, he couldn't help but silently mourn for the two in his heart, followed by thoughtfulness, his thoughts connected endlessly.

"A normal Holy Land cultivator absolutely cannot reach this level of his, unless it's some particularly heaven-defying constitution existence, or else..."

Han Cheng's gaze paused, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, murmured in his heart, and when he looked up at Yu Zhangsheng again, his gaze burst forth with intense light, extremely strange.

"Unless this guy's cultivation art is strange, and... has reached the Saint Level; however, apart from some top powers of the Continent, aren't Saint Level arts all in the hands of Holy Lands..."

"Let alone a small Wuzhou, which sect could possess a Saint Level art... Even if it's the entire Nanyu Wuzhou, which power sect could possess a Saint Level art?"

"And, the number of Saint Level arts is originally countable on one's fingers, and also requires strict cultivation conditions, Daosong inheritance; how did this kid do it?"

Han Cheng was puzzled in his heart, took a deep look at Yu Zhangsheng, then slowly shook his head, pressing this matter back into his heart.

Saint Level arts, even in his Qi Yi Shen Jian, he had never heard of; now this guess made Han Cheng more interested in Yu Zhangsheng, and in his heart, he also couldn't help but have some other thoughts.

However, this thought naturally wouldn't be shown on Han Cheng's face; after being slightly surprised for a moment, Han Cheng returned to normal, looking at the three's situation, nodding slightly while pondering: "These three's aptitudes are not bad, but it seems later when absorbing Dao Rhyme, Yu Zhangsheng and those two should be separated; otherwise, following Yu Zhangsheng, these two kids won't even get a sip of soup."

Looking at the Dao Rhyme flowing toward Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan, almost depleted due to Yu Zhangsheng's domineering plundering, Han Cheng sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness appearing in his expression.

And Yu Zhangsheng at this moment was completely immersed in absorbing Dao Rhyme; he only felt his whole person had fallen into a very mysterious and ethereal realm, wanting nothing, his Shenjue wandering among Tian Di as if returning to the most original innocent form.

Wan Ling Jue also automatically began to operate, so Yu Zhangsheng's Shenjue drifted everywhere, and thus faintly between Tian Di, it seemed infinite patterns surrounded it; he wanted to touch them, but they penetrated through and couldn't be touched.

Only a little bit of light, like Dao Rhyme completely wrapping him, bathing him in a warm ocean, indescribably clear and comfortable.

Under this circumstance, although this Dao Rhyme did not improve Yu Zhangsheng's Cultivation Base, Yu Zhangsheng had cultivated this way all along; the hidden ailments produced in his body from one trauma after another were quietly nourished like spring rain nourishing things.

So, even though Yu Zhangsheng was in the realm of selflessness, he subconsciously let out a comfortable moan; from head to toe, crisp sounds rang out from time to time, his Shenjue was like basking in spring wind, almost greedily absorbing Dao Rhyme, his whole soul gradually had a sense of saturation; the illusory soul seemed to be undergoing some transformation.

"Hoo hoo..."

"Zizi..."

"Shasha..."

Between Tian Di, all subtle sounds, in Yu Zhangsheng's Perception, suddenly became clearer; the vibration of light, the transmission of sound, plants stretching, clouds drifting...

The whole Tian Di seemed to have some resonance with Yu Zhangsheng's whole person, more intimate; and manifested on Yu Zhangsheng's whole being was his temperament, becoming increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, Tian and He becoming one.

Furthermore, under the nourishment of this Dao Rhyme, Yu Zhangsheng's Constitution was gradually being improved, potential rising, foundation enriching, Great Dao resonating; under this haziness, Yu Zhangsheng's Shenjue and consciousness were exceptionally clear and lucid.

This also represented that previously, thoughts blocked in his mind, at this moment all expanded; some principles he didn't understand in Cultivation were self-taught; some arts that were somewhat difficult to understand, his understanding deepened by a level.

This feeling made life obsessed, a desire from life instinct.

It's a pity this feeling didn't last long; merely the Dao Rhyme decomposed from one Spirit Beast's corpse, supplying three people at once, was obviously too little for too many.

Therefore, after a while, when this mass of Dao Rhyme was completely absorbed by the three, Yu Zhangsheng's mind and spirit trembled, only then emerging from this mysterious state, slowly opening his eyes; he felt some regret in his heart, so he subconsciously sighed lightly.

That feeling made people obsessed and reluctant to leave; thus Yu Zhangsheng felt somewhat empty upon emerging.

"Sigh..."

Yu Zhangsheng sighed once, his tone carrying a sense of being lost; he felt if he continued maintaining this state, he would undergo unexpected changes.

"You still feel regret? Changsheng?"

Yu Zhangsheng had just opened his eyes when he saw Li Minghan and Meng Wu'an's resentful gazes staring at him unblinkingly; hearing Yu Zhangsheng's sigh, Li Minghan immediately spoke with a hint of resentment, though his tone carried no complaint, only strangeness.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Zhangsheng was stunned, subconsciously scratched the back of his head, then thought it over and understood; the key point made him immediately clasp his fists and smile wryly, saying: "Sorry, I was too absorbed subconsciously; next time I'll pay attention."

"It's fine," Meng Wu'an waved his hand, not caring; Li Minghan looked at Yu Zhangsheng with some puzzlement, then also didn't take it to heart, merely smiling:

"As expected of Changsheng; in absorbing Dao Rhyme, it's still unbelievable; seems we can't outsnatch you, can only cling to your thigh." Li Minghan joked.

The Dao Rhyme decomposed from this Spirit Beast was limited; Yu Zhangsheng alone absorbed over ninety percent of this Dao Rhyme, the remaining ten percent was absorbed by the two of them, pitifully little, naturally not supporting them both to enter the mysterious state like Yu Zhangsheng; therefore, both were kicked out before halfway, only able to watch Yu Zhangsheng enjoy it alone.

As for this, neither felt uncomfortable; Li Minghan only said it with his mouth, while in his heart he was used to it; Meng An was secretly surprised by Yu Zhangsheng's speed, slightly frustrated, but didn't show it.

Seeing this, Yu Zhangsheng could only smile awkwardly, not knowing what to say; Dao Rhyme entering his body seemed naturally close to him, attracted to him, not completely under his control.

Later, to Yu Zhangsheng it felt as if Dao Rhyme automatically drilled into his body, vying with each other.

However, these words Yu Zhangsheng naturally wouldn't tell the two, to avoid stimulating Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan.

"Hehe, interesting."

The three's expressions made Han Cheng on the side couldn't help but laugh lightly; after taking a deep look at Yu Zhangsheng, he said softly:

"I underestimated your Constitution, and... your cultivation art's affinity for Tian Di Dao Rhyme exceeds my imagination; originally I planned to let you gradually adapt to Dao Rhyme entering the body, so I only decomposed one Spirit Beast, to avoid being unable to supplement the void and instead causing waste."

"Now it seems I worried too much; but being with you, the other two junior brothers suffer."

Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan hurriedly nodded, smiling at each other.

"It seems later we must separate you to absorb Dao Rhyme individually, isolate you, so the benefits aren't all taken by you alone."

Han Cheng pondered, speaking with a smile.

"But I suppose you've gained some insights into Dao Rhyme entering the body; then let's continue. Yu Zhangsheng, come over a bit; I'll decompose Spirit Beast Dao Rhyme for you alone; don't compete with those two—they can't outcompete you. Being with you, even if they aren't Absolute Spirit Constitutions, they'll be forced into Absolute Spirit Constitutions."

Han Cheng joked, using this method to conceal the shock in his eyes.

Yu Zhangsheng immediately nodded, no objection, merely smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders, quite helpless; only occasionally when pondering did a hint of strange color flash in his eyes; in his heart he pondered, examining himself internally: "Dao Rhyme is indeed wonderful; although it didn't directly increase my Cultivation Base, just this short while made my sharpness increase several times; some hidden ailments left by Cultivation were also quietly resolved; my understanding of the surrounding Tian Di seems clearer..."

"As for perception of spiritual Qi, it has even increased by one point; employing it has become even more effortless. If things continue like this, perhaps it is not impossible that my Constitution could once again undergo a metamorphosis, achieving the legendary Proximate-Dao Constitution……"

Yu Zhangsheng thought thus, and his heart could not help but grow somewhat heated; consequently, he subconsciously licked his lips, his anticipation all the greater.

He could feel that Dao Rhyme was continuously altering his Constitution, profoundly smoothing his Shenjue and other aspects; this kind of nourishment could be called an Opportunity — no ordinary Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures could compare.

"No wonder the cultivators of the Holy Land are each extraordinarily gifted; just this method of improving aptitude, if employed long-term, can remodel an ordinary person into a cultivation genius of excellent Aptitude, and a cultivation genius would advance even further, even giving birth to a special Constitution……"

Yu Zhangsheng murmured in his heart; his understanding of the Holy Land deepened by another measure.

"Alright, then let us continue now."

Han Cheng's voice interrupted Yu Zhangsheng's train of thought, yet he saw that Han Cheng had merely rested briefly; looking at the remaining Beast Corpses, he did not feel heartache either — his fingers transformed once more, executing a technique.

Thus, under Han Cheng's strange method, three more Beast Corpses began to decompose; soon they thoroughly dissolved into energy and dissipated, revealing the Origin within — four Dao Patterns in total. They emitted a dreamlike faint light, flickering all around.

"These are the Dao Patterns decomposed from two one-pattern Spirit Beasts and one two-pattern Spirit Beast; they should……"

Han Cheng explained a sentence, just wanting to say they should be enough for Yu Zhangsheng to absorb for a while, but the words reached his mouth and he had misgivings, so he swallowed them back down, thought for a moment, then pointed at two more Beast Corpses to unfold the special method, decomposing the corpses and extracting the Dao Patterns within.

Thus, a total of six Dao Patterns floated suspended in the Void, rising and falling, emitting specks of faint light, each different, shapes varied, colors also not the same; the auras they emitted also differed — some long, some short, some large, some small; some blazing like fire, some shifting like water……

"These should be enough."

Han Cheng patted his hands in satisfaction, casually wiped the fragrant sweat from his forehead, lightly exhaled a breath of Turbid Qi, then glanced at Yu Zhangsheng; his fingers swiftly changed, tapping on these six differently shaped Dao Patterns, simultaneously deploying a blue Light Curtain beforehand to envelop and seal the Dao Patterns.

"Humming……"

"Release!"

Han Cheng gave a low shout, pointed a finger; instantly, the six Dao Patterns trembled, turned blurry, then collapsed, transforming into great masses of fundamental Dao Rhyme that scattered — nearly becoming mist. Fortunately, the blue Light Curtain Han Cheng had deployed beforehand isolated them, only then did they not dissipate away.

"Huu……"

Han Cheng heavily exhaled a breath; a trace of fatigue flashed across his face, yet he still smiled and said to Yu Zhangsheng: "These are enough for you to absorb for a while; hurry up, lest they dissipate in a moment."

Yu Zhangsheng nodded, looked gratefully at Han Cheng, cupped his fists in thanks, then did not hesitate further; he stepped into the blue Light Curtain, letting the Dao Rhyme completely envelop his body, sat cross-legged and operated the Breathing Technique, and the Myriad Spirits Art also simultaneously began to operate.

Instantly, the Dao Rhyme mist boiled, just as if a little lamb had mixed into a wolf pack, provoking the wolves' ferocity — they madly pounced on the little lamb; and Yu Zhangsheng was that lamb. At this moment, he had already forgotten self, only his body madly absorbing the Dao Rhyme; his whole person was almost in ecstatic bliss, a feeling of ultimate refreshment filled Yu Zhangsheng's entire heart and spirit.

"Crackle crackle……"

In the Vast, it seemed a certain shackle lock from Tian Di's suppression had developed cracks; for a time, Yu Zhangsheng immersed himself even more deeply. (Chapter End)