Chapter 52: Dancing Dragons and Snakes Explain the Principles of Yin and Yang; The Cultivation Method is Named the Yuanlong Scriptur

A moment of indulgence, lasting half a month before it ceased.

One was a dragon body having just entered the Yuan Immortal realm, the other a thousand-year demon immortal, the python Qingshe.

Fang Longye opened his eyes, seeing the pearl-adorned canopy above, clear and beautiful, with intersecting halos generating light.

Looking to his side, the beauty had already risen, leaving only the lingering fragrance on the bed.

If both were True Immortals, perhaps he could have given birth to the wood-Qi within his chest right then.

Having just woken up, not long after, he heard the slight movement of footsteps, the tinkling of jade pendants, and then the pearl curtain was lifted, bringing a rich, fresh fragrance.

He sat up immediately, turned his head to look, and saw the beauty dressed in a snow-white cross-collared ru-skirt, her jade feet moving slightly as she carried a copper basin and approached slowly.

Watching Qingshe, who knelt before him to serve him as he washed, he saw her delicate nose and cherry lips, long and dense eyelashes, tender phoenix eyes and dark brows paired with long, thick, and supple dark hair, her mouth brimming with smiles—what a picture of a tender beauty, no longer the coldness from before.

Feeling this warm scene of a common mortal bride serving her husband.

Fang Longye closed his eyes, his heart returning to a state of cold clarity, smoothing out the slight ripples.

"The mortal world is like a furnace," he sighed inwardly.

He admitted that for a moment he had felt a stir of heart, but then he thought of the corpses of the Snake and Scorpion Demons still lying in the Mitian Dharma Conch.

He immediately smoothed out this ripple in his heart.

After washing, Qingshe stood up, took the copper basin, looked at Fang Longye with smiling eyes, and said, "Great King, this concubine will take her leave now."

"That, I only know your Dharma name, I do not know your given name?" Fang Longye looked embarrassed; he had been sharing a bed with her for over half a month and still did not know this.

"This concubine's childhood name was Qinglin, but after I grew to understand things, I changed it to Qingli. If the Great King thinks it does not sound good, I await the Great King's naming."

"That is not necessary, it sounds quite good."

For a time, there was silence.

Qingshe bowed, her slender waist swaying as she walked away.

A long while passed.

Fang Longye recovered his senses and chuckled: "Indeed, the bed of tenderness is the hero's grave."

Even though he knew clearly that Qingshe's behavior was nothing more than fawning, he was still moved after all.

After all, a wanderer is even less able to resist this sort of thing.

He still needed more tempering, to experience more of these things! When that time comes, whether your true feelings are real or fake, I shall remain untouched by a single leaf.

He put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart.

He threw himself into the matter of cultivation.

After achieving the Yuan Immortal realm, besides switching to the Dao Scripture he had realized himself, the other focus was on his Dharma Treasures.

However, there was no rush for the moment.

The most important thing was still his own cultivation foundation.

Thinking this, he manifested his auspicious cloud of clear light; he saw that the clear light above his head was now an acre in size, his primordial spirit sat upright, surrounded by various Dharma Treasures, with several Spirit Treasures flying in the middle, their halos intersecting into light, their respective Dao Rhymes colliding and tinkling.

The Mitian Dharma Conch, the Qingshan Seal, and the Qingyang Cauldron shone brilliantly upon one another.

"I previously thought high-grade Dharma Treasures were already quite good, but looking at them now, they are nothing more than this," Fang Longye sighed with deep emotion.

If one said the Mitian Dharma Conch, with its seven Acquired Restrictions, was still within the scope of a True Immortal and not too outlandish. After all, one to nine Acquired Divine Prohibitions, in terms of Spirit Treasure grade, did not even count as a low-grade Spirit Treasure.

In the ranks of Acquired Spirit Treasures, it was fine, as it could still be called a Spirit Treasure. Among Innate Spirit Treasures, those with one to nine Innate Divine Prohibitions were not even worthy of being called Spirit Treasures; they were directly kicked out of the ranks of Innate Spirit Treasures by the great powers and could only be crowned with the title of Pre-Heaven Dharma Treasure.

These last two Spirit Treasures were not ordinary. One had 27 Acquired Divine Prohibitions, a perfect mid-grade Spirit Treasure. The other had 21 Acquired Divine Prohibitions, also firmly in the mid-grade Spirit Treasure ranks.

A Taiyi Golden Immortal could only refine a perfect high-grade Spirit Treasure with thirty-six Acquired Divine Prohibitions.

"If a few more of these came along, I could directly impersonate a second-generation disciple," Fang Longye chuckled. Moreover, both of these Spirit Treasures had good potential for advancement. One contained stone from Mount Buzhou, and the other's furnace fire was Sun True Fire. Neither was anything ordinary.

Especially the latter; as the identity of the Hongpao Daoren became increasingly obvious, Fang Longye also understood who this Sun True Fire came from. No wonder the power was so terrifying—it was either Di Jun or Donghuang Taiyi.

Even if the cluster of Sun True Fire melted within the Qingyang Cauldron was not the original version unleashed by those big shots, it probably did not even count as a spark that splashed off. It was merely the Dao traces of the supernatural powers of these two Golden Crow big shots.

Just like the Xuanming True Water in that Cold Pool, it was nothing more than Dao traces evolved from the remnants of supernatural powers unleashed by ancient big shots.

But for a small shrimp like him, it was also a stroke of fortune that could be called a miraculous encounter.

Thinking of this, he looked at the mass of Xuanming True Water contained within the Mitian Dharma Conch.

Sun True Fire, Taiyin Divine Water, Zhurong Divine Fire, Xuanming True Water.

He would refine all four of these divine objects, obtained either by chance or through trade.

The True Immortal realm would be nothing more than a casual matter.

The prototype of the Dao Scripture he had comprehended flashed through his mind.

Seal characters danced, each word like a pearl, evolving the Yin and Yang Five Elements. The seven realms of immortal cultivation, the Loose Immortal realm, the Yuan Immortal realm, and the True Immortal realm were all detailed and peerlessly profound, but it stopped abruptly at the Golden Immortal realm, leaving a sense of incompleteness—yet it was because his realm was too low; even with the assistance of the Dao Rhyme of the big shot Hongyun, and with his own cultivation as the main focus, he was still not up to the task.

This was like him being a sponge, able to absorb the principles of others to grow, but a sponge also had a certain capacity and could not absorb blindly.

To deduce further, it could of course be evolved under the preaching of a big shot. But at that time, this Dao Scripture would lean towards the Dao of the big shot Hongyun.

"Hmm, although it is not yet perfect, it is time to give it a name. What should I call it? Forget it, let's just call it the 'Yuanlong Scripture'."

Having cleared his thoughts, he did not hesitate and began the conversion of his cultivation method.

His realm would not regress, and his Dharma power would not be lost; such a conversion was naturally easy.

Like a rushing long river, his Dharma power circulated continuously within his body, gradually absorbing everything and emitting seven-colored brilliance.

Of course, there was some imbalance. For instance, the wisp of Sun True Fire that Huawa had absorbed earlier, which had been scattered outside, had long since returned to Fang Longye's body.

Fortunately, with the Yin and Yang balancing ability and the supernatural power of Commanding Water and Fire he had previously obtained, there was no major issue.

Furthermore—looking at the Taiyin Divine Water in the Equivalent Balance Trading Space, Fang Longye believed this imbalance could be resolved very soon.

As the Taiyin Divine Water entered his body, under the effect of the supernatural power of Commanding Water and Fire, it was continuously absorbed by Fang Longye.

His Dharma power began to circulate according to the path of body refinement, the Sun True Fire emerged from within his body, shining brilliantly with the Taiyin Divine Water he had absorbed.

The supreme principles of Yin and Yang swirled continuously, and the two supreme stars, the Sun and the Taiyin, also descended their true intent, assisting him in elevating his physical divine body.

The 'Chiming Nine Heavens Diagram' relied on the intermingling of Sun True Fire and Taiyin Divine Water to balance the supreme principles of Yin and Yang to elevate the divine body, and the 'Yuanlong Scripture', which had absorbed its true intent and principles, was much the same.

In terms of body refinement, Yin and Yang serve as the essence, and the Five Elements serve as the function. Yin and Yang refine, and the Five Elements polish, achieving a divine body capable of Blood Rebirth and Diamond Indestructible.

The progress of body refinement was faster than Fang Longye had imagined; he suddenly realized that he had forgotten that under Commanding Water and Fire, even Taiyin Divine Water could become one of his divine abilities.

It was naturally far easier than previously, when he could only cultivate the Red Bright Nine Heavens Map through comprehension.

"It seems that with my Golden Finger, I am never short of resources and was born with a life of wealth and status; that impoverished path of relying purely on comprehension should be left to the various protagonists!"

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When Fang Longye immersed himself in cultivation, Qingshe, who had left his bedchamber, pondered her own words and actions along with Fang Longye's reactions, secretly feeling delighted.

All around, the branches and leaves were lush, with overlapping slanted shadows, elegant and clear.

She looked up at the cinnabar-red sun slowly rising, a smile in her eyes.

She had never thought that she could become a Mingyue standing side by side with this great sun.

That was not realistic.

Wouldn't the rosy clouds that accompany the sun and reflect its colors be just as good?

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