Chapter 79: Opening the Heart Mansion (Release, requesting subscription and monthly tickets)

Inner landscape world, absolute silence.

And after the absolute silence, there was a roar like the opening of heaven and earth!

Yunqi clearly perceived that the fireball symbolizing the heart aperture shrank violently, shrinking into a tiny, tiny bright spot, and then, it exploded urgently, exploding into a group of red-clear nebulae.

But this group of nebulae was no longer hazy; every detail could be seen clearly, illuminating the entire inner landscape world, and the light even overshadowed "Taodu."

In the nebula, a blood-colored river flowed slowly out of thin air, in a spiral shape, but hidden in the nebula, with no source and no destination.

Yunqi knew that this was the manifestation of his fresh essence and blood. With this river of blood, as long as it wasn't a method like gouging the heart or cutting the throat, general knife and axe wounds could be nourished, and even if a limb was broken and reconnected, it would be no problem.

Immediately after, a majestic vitality surged out from the blood river, spreading to every corner of the inner landscape world. This vitality even overwhelmed the death aura brought by the true malevolent Qi rushing the apertures in an instant. In this instant, Yunqi also felt an unprecedented power.

In this instant, the skin and hair destroyed by the malevolent Qi on Yunqi's body began to grow again!

This vitality, this power, made Yunqi intoxicated. This was the joy that overwhelmed everything, the incomparable comfort, the unspeakable taste.

As the owner of this physical body, Yunqi knew what this meant.

Opening the heart mansion, extending life by half a cycle.

Looking again into that river of blood, a person sat there quietly; their true face could not be seen, but the red robe they wore remained conspicuous. One could call them Daoist Yuandan, or one could call them Mao Ri Xing Guan; yet, that aura of "before I speak, all eyes are dim, and after I open my mouth, light is infinite" would never change.

This is Cheng Yunqi's inner landscape god of the heart mansion. From now on, transporting essence and blood, consuming fire Qi, commanding the hundred apertures, and concluding Dharma talismans would no longer require the body owner to move thoughts and labor.

The Brightness Palace before the heart mansion floated slowly toward the depths of the blood river. Under the illumination of the nebula and the blood river, it turned from virtual to real, settling here. The three characters "Brightness Palace" on the plaque automatically changed to "Brightness Heart Mansion."

That inner landscape god walked into the mansion and sat quietly like a god or Buddha.

It was also in this fleeting moment that the true malevolent Qi, manifested as a gray torrent, rushed into the heart aperture. At this moment, the heart mansion shone brightly, and the blood Qi surged, firmly holding back the gray torrent, as if declaring: this place has an owner!

Borrowing the momentum of the vigorous vitality of extending life by half a cycle, the heart mansion was like a pillar in the torrent. No matter how the true malevolent Qi scoured it, it remained motionless.

However, the other visceral apertures, like other small apertures of the Zhou Tian, were clogged by the true malevolent Qi. The liver aperture, spleen aperture, lung aperture, and kidney aperture all dimmed one by one. Yunqi watched from a high place, finding it hard to say what the taste was.

Finally, perhaps it was just a split second, but Yunqi felt it was long, the gray torrent arrived at the Purple Palace.

"Taodu" burst out with brilliant light again, the flying sword circling like a fire tornado. The precious sword also regarded the malevolent energy as an enemy, and whenever the malevolent energy approached, it would cut it out, not allowing a single strand to enter the Purple Palace aperture.

Seeing this, Yunqi finally breathed a sigh of relief. This life was saved!

And this "poisonous miasma" wouldn't be able to rage for long, just because Yunqi could feel that the hundred apertures and meridians of his whole body were already filled with this ghost thing. He was like a dried melon pulp thrown into water. After absorbing enough water, what could this water do to him?

Thoughts returned to the outside world, and he opened his eyes.

Thanks to the majestic vitality just now, he returned to normal from the appearance of a ferocious bloody corpse. This vitality implication was still in his body, and although it was slowly dissipating, it was also a timely life-saving talisman for Yunqi at this moment.

He rolled his eyes and found that he could only roll his eyes.

His body was like wood, like a clay sculpture. He was still lying on the "Dragon Cart," but he couldn't manipulate the cloud carriage. His meridians were clogged, and he couldn't operate a bit of magic power in his whole body.

He rolled his eyes again and again, and finally, he thought of a way.

The clogging of the meridians blocked the operation of magic power, but thoughts were not restricted. He divided a strand and drilled into the cave stone on his wrist.

The thank-you gift brought out by the Jin Xiangzong was indeed extraordinary. Yunqi could expect that the cave stone would be fine in the true malevolent Qi, after all, it was a treasure of virtual space, but the white rope stringing the cave stone was also unharmed, which surprised Yunqi quite a bit.

Thoughts entered the cave stone. There were not many things inside. Just a glance, and Yunqi discovered a yellow talisman paper. On this talisman paper, Yun-style script was drawn. In the center of the auspicious cloud pattern formed by layers of Yun-style script, there was a string of purple dots, connected in the shape of the Big Dipper.

Thoughts fell on the handle of the Big Dipper spoon. As the thoughts connected with the Dharma meaning on the talisman, the "Dragon Cart" under Yunqi moved!

Yunqi wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Thus, in this way, the "Dragon Cart" carried Yunqi and rose slowly. Although it was also swaying in the hurricane, sometimes being thrown down, sinking and floating, it was generally upward. At this moment, he didn't have to avoid the true malevolent Qi he thought was still miasma poison, and was like a carp against the current, striving to move upstream.

In this process, he also saw the corpses of the Miao people, the Mount Baiman demonic Dao, and the Shu Daoists. However, Yunqi didn't think about fishing back the corpses of the Miao people. One was that it was truly impossible, and the other was that in such "miasma poison," the corpses would either be clogged by this "miasma poison" and become a dry corpse, or be blown into powder by the fire wind coming from below over time. In any case, this place had nothing to do with dampness, so it couldn't become a corpse change.

However, he didn't see Li Yingqiong, and he didn't know if that piece of ten-thousand-year cold jade could protect her.

He didn't know how long it had passed, and he felt that his thoughts were about to grind away the magic power on the talisman paper, before he finally saw the light of day.

Eh, did the rain finally stop?

Yunqi thought so.

And around Rotten Taoshan, the Red-Haired Ancestor, Green-Robed Ancestor, Li Yuanhua, Hong Changbao, Xin Chenzi, and Liu Tianfang, who didn't know when they stopped fighting, all looked at the center of Rotten Taoshan with extremely strange eyes. In that soaring brilliance of malevolent Qi, a red cloud rose slowly, and a young Daoist was lying on it.

"Who is that? Has anyone else gone down besides Wen Sukong?"

The Red-Haired Ancestor asked.

Liu Tianfang squinted and looked, somewhat incredulous, "It seems to be her disciple, Cheng Qieqing?"

"Then what about Wen Sukong?"

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"Could it be that she is still looking down there?"

Hong Changbao saw that no one answered the master's words, so he said a nonsense sentence.

The Red-Haired Ancestor waved his hand and summoned the red cloud over. The old man smiled; he was still a good seedling for fire practice.

When the red cloud drew near, everyone saw the young Daoist. None of those present were ordinary people, so they naturally saw at a glance that this First-Realm little Daoist had already been thoroughly scoured by the true malevolent Qi rushing the apertures. This body was no different from a corpse. It was hard for him to protect the heart aperture and Purple Palace and escape with his life.

"Hurry up and call that girl Wen Sukong out!"

The Red-Haired Ancestor said urgently.

Hong Changbao received the order and didn't enter the cavern, just operated his magic power from afar, calling "Sister Wen, Sister Wen."

And Yunqi now just wished he had died in the cavern just now. Heaven knows why there were so many people above Rotten Taoshan?

He was now without a stitch of clothing!

And the Red-Haired Ancestor and Green-Robed Ancestor looked at each other. They both saw the green Chi scales stuck to the skin on Yunqi's chest.

At this time, Wen Sukong, who had been searching in the cavern for a long time, arrived again as a streak of mysterious light. Seeing Yunqi, her eyes turned red.

She casually took a piece of clothing from her portable cave treasure and covered Yunqi, then transformed into mysterious light again, wanting to leave with her disciple.

And at this time, the Red-Haired Ancestor suddenly called Wen Sukong to stop.

"This child entered the dangerous place for my disciples after all, and hurriedly opened the heart aperture to save his life, resulting in a deficiency of Qi and blood. The old man is ashamed. This drop of heart blood is considered compensation, and there will be a thank-you gift sent to Mount Sanqing later."

Saying that, the Red-Haired Ancestor flicked his finger and popped out a blood bead, which floated in front of the mysterious light.

That blood bead was red and auspicious, like crystal and jade.

The mysterious light didn't be polite, wrapped the blood bead, and went far away in an instant.

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