Chapter 105: All-Attribute Cultivation!

The Immortal Venerable revived.

Li Xiang watched with some astonishment.

The figures on these three venerated positions were all extremely powerful; although they could not compare to the Heavenly Ring, they were still immensely formidable existences.

Standing within his own Spirit Platform, protecting his own Divine Soul.

There was a great deal of Causality between them and himself.

When he practiced the Martial Dao, he had received a little bit of assistance.

Much of the memory of him playing chess against Hongjun had been wiped away, and he could not recall it clearly.

He only knew that these three venerated positions seemed to be a gift given to him by Yang Mei.

Allowing him to have some reference on his path of cultivation.

Today, as he practiced the Immortal Dao, what did this Immortal Venerable intend to do by reviving?

He raised his eyes to look.

He stood on the venerated position, the Divine Pattern beneath his feet glowing faintly.

His illusory figure gradually solidified.

He stopped chanting.

He shook his head at him.

His lips moved slightly, as if he were saying something.

But for some reason, the voice was extremely faint, and he could not hear it clearly.

Only by listening carefully could he barely hear a few blurred words.

"Weak..."

"Powerless..."

It made the listener's heart tremble, as if some great terror were hidden within the scriptures.

Calming his mind, Li Xiang stopped thinking about it.

He turned to look earnestly at the changes in the Immortal Venerable.

Suddenly, Li Xiang seemed to hear the sound of water flowing.

Looking up, he only felt that a faint mist of water had appeared around the Immortal Venerable, and scenes seemed to flash across it, like the Time River, reflecting the ancient and the modern.

Within that hazy water mist, it seemed as if boundless heavens were floating and sinking.

Living beings with faces identical to his own were cultivating, living, and growing within those heavens.

Without exception, the versions of himself within were all practicing water-attribute techniques.

Although they were also extremely powerful, they did not appear particularly outstanding in these worlds.

He could often see beings like gods and demons fighting against him.

But because he was only practicing water-attribute Immortal Dao techniques.

It seemed that in front of these gods and demons, he appeared to be struggling quite a bit.

Was this hinting that practicing the water-attribute Immortal Dao was not strong enough?

Li Xiang speculated.

However!

The next moment, an anomaly occurred!

A hand reached out gently and gathered everything directly into its palm.

The water mist condensed and landed in his hand.

The vast heavens were directly gripped in his hand, and then with a forceful squeeze, they were crushed, turning back into flowing light.

He looked at Li Xiang with a smile and shook his head slightly.

"Fate..."

"Is in my..."

The Immortal Venerable's hand gave a light shake, and everything vanished.

The Divine Pattern that had originally lit up suddenly became extremely dazzling at this moment.

It stung Li Xiang so much that he could not open his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if a thousand years had passed, or perhaps only a brief instant.

The Immortal Venerable had returned to his original posture, silently chanting.

It was as if he were praying for his past self.

All of this left Li Xiang in deep thought.

Based on the performance of the figure on the Martial Dao venerated position.

These three people all seemed to be images of his future self.

That martial image was the aura of a god and demon who stood supreme and dominated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, domineering and majestic.

If it made Li Xiang feel fond.

Then the image of this Immortal Venerable made him feel somewhat strange.

Clearly, he looked ethereal and transcendent.

Why, as soon as he opened his mouth.

Did he make people feel somewhat eerie?

What was this?

Was it the World-Extinguishing Elder?

Right in front of him, he crushed a whole expanse of heavens...

What kind of path is this...

But just at this moment, he suddenly let out an "eh."

He looked up.

Before his Divine Soul, he did not know when a unique Immortal Light had emerged, illuminating his Spirit Platform.

This Immortal Light was entirely pure white, without a single flaw in its attributes, just like ordinary Spirit Rhyme.

But if one looked closely, one would feel there was some other mystery within it.

Seven types of power were arranged in an orderly fashion, together constructing an Immortal Light that was condensed and powerful; once transformed into a divine ability, it could almost command the Dao laws.

"This is..."

"A Full Attribute Immortal Light?"

Li Xiang could feel that this Immortal Light was like an extension of his own limbs, still belonging to him.

Yet it had already transformed from the previous cold-weather attribute, a lower branch of the Water Dao, into the most perfect Full Attribute Immortal Light.

Logically speaking, condensing Immortal Light emphasizes purity.

One condenses a single pure power from the complex and disordered Spirit Rhyme to use as a driving force.

If one is too greedy and wants every Spirit Rhyme, the different powers will clash, and the condensation will only fail.

After all, this requires too high a level of control, and the level of cultivation is almost impossible for a mortal to reach.

Full Attribute cultivation, while powerful, is terrifying in its mobilization of the power of heaven and earth.

But the difficulty of cultivation is also almost ridiculously high.

Logically speaking, it is almost impossible for anyone to reach this step.

Some have tried dual-spirit-root cultivation and ended up dying without ever breaking through to the Seventh Grade.

They spent their whole lives' energy on this.

Not to mention seven-spirit-root, Full Attribute cultivation.

I fear only a true natural-born Saint could consider being this reckless.

He had eaten the Immortal Fruit and had an affinity for all Spirit Rhymes.

Multi-spirit-root cultivation would be even more powerful, and Li Xiang had originally intended to go back and continue improving his cultivation technique.

But not right now.

After all, deducing the Immortal Light for seven-spirit-root cultivation takes too much time.

He had already delayed for a long time; if he didn't absorb Spiritual Qi now, I fear Baize would be unable to wait and would fall asleep.

But he hadn't expected that the Immortal Venerable on his Spirit Platform would actually help him skip this process entirely.

It told him the method for condensing Full Attribute Immortal Light.

It was just like when his Martial Dao broke through in the past and he was condensing Qi and Blood; that Martial Dao phantom helped him condense his Self Image.

This Immortal Dao phantom similarly helped him make some improvements to his cultivation.

As expected!

The joy of cheating at cultivation is something those mortals cannot imagine!

Li Xiang smiled slightly, feeling that the air itself had become a bit more cheerful.

"Uh..."

"Can you be more specific?"

"I mean, can you do it while I just lie here—the kind where you help me cultivate?"

Li Xiang muttered to himself.

But clearly, no one paid him any mind.

He shook his head.

Li Xiang began to condense the Immortal Light again.

This one move by the Immortal Venerable had directly drained all the Immortal Light he had just condensed.

Now that he had to condense it all over again, it was quite a bit more troublesome.

Spiritual Qi surged, and Spirit Rhyme gathered.

It was different from before.

Just now, when Li Xiang condensed Immortal Light, he only needed the Spirit Rhyme of the water attribute part; the other Spirit Rhymes would directly surge back out and turn into Spiritual Qi.

Inhaling and exhaling—that is how it is.

One takes the required part and exhales the useless dross.

Looking from the outside, the Spiritual Qi vortex Li Xiang constructed was vast, but a large portion of the Spiritual Qi would return to heaven and earth after he finished using it.

But at this moment, he intended to condense Full Attribute Immortal Light.

Then all the Spirit Rhymes had their own uses.

Thus, this great vortex became one that only took in and did not put out.

Without needing to exhale Spiritual Qi, the vortex's suction became increasingly violent, like a sea eye appearing out of thin air in the ocean.

Even without active absorption, the surrounding Spiritual Qi began to pour in.

Reflected in the outside world, the Token by Li Xiang's side was now vibrating crazily.

Baize's messages were densely packed upon it.

At this moment, in the pavilion.

Baize was already considering whether to forcibly intervene and kick Li Xiang out of the Dragon Gate World.

Good grief.

You have to have a limit to your wool-gathering!

Absorbing a little Spiritual Qi is no matter.

But your posture is simply as if you intend to refine the Dragon Gate World.

With every breath, the Spiritual Qi flowing into the great vortex is enough for several cultivators to reach the Seventh Grade!

You must know, normal people condense to cultivate immortality.

Cultivating one strand of Immortal Light and summoning the self is considered entering the Ninth Grade.

Afterwards, through patient effort, one condenses the Spirit Platform, nourishes the Divine Soul, practices bitterly every day, breathes in Spiritual Qi, cultivates a hundred strands of Immortal Light, and masters one or two fixed Minor Divine Abilities, which can be counted as an Eighth Grade cultivator.

These Immortal Lights are usually stored in the Spirit Platform and taken out when used.

How much Immortal Light the Spirit Platform can carry depends entirely on the strength of the cultivator's own Divine Soul and the carrying capacity of the Spirit Platform.

Finally, if one wishes to break into the Seventh Grade.

One needs to condense all the previously refined Immortal Light into one incomparably pure strand of Immortal Light with powerful Divine Soul control, swallow it into the Divine Soul, nourish it with the Divine Soul, and engrave the Dao and Principle chosen in one's heart upon it.

The Seventh Grade is a transitional stage.

Being able to fuse the Divine Soul and the Immortal Light is considered entering the Seventh Grade.

When one's cultivation is successful and that Immortal Light is nurtured into Divine Light, with one's own Dao and one's own Principle engraved upon it, one is considered to have entered the Sixth Grade and is a great cultivator who has stepped into the hall.

Before Sixth Grade Immortal cultivators, Martial cultivators and Confucian cultivators of the same level have almost no strength to resist.

Even a Fifth Grade Martial cultivator, if given enough time, can be killed by an Immortal cultivator through careful planning.

Of course.

This is not to say that the Immortal Dao is tyrannical, but that after the Divine Light is cultivated, the number of methods and Divine Abilities is so great that one is almost invincible at the same level.

But all paths originate from the same source.

After the Martial Dao enters the upper three grades, it is almost identical to the Immortal Dao; the strong can move mountains and drain seas, step on clouds, and their physical bodies are strong to the extreme, even capable of rebirth from a drop of blood.

No matter your thousands of Divine Abilities or three thousand devious arts, all are broken by a single force.

The same is true for Confucian cultivators; after the upper three grades, a single word can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and if one borrows the great momentum of a dynasty, one can even forcibly canonize mountain gods and Earth Deities.

But these are stories for another time.

For now, Li Xiang is still silently condensing Spirit Rhyme.

On his Spirit Platform, there are already more than four hundred strands of Full Attribute Immortal Light, quietly hanging above the Spirit Platform, illuminating the entire Spirit Platform brightly.

Normally, cultivators would not condense such a quantity of Immortal Light.

After all, to enter the Seventh Grade, one must condense all the Immortal Light into one strand and merge it into the Divine Soul; the control required for this is too terrifying, and if one is slightly careless, it is possible to lose control, causing one's own Divine Soul to shatter and turn to dust, doomed forever.

Condensing a hundred strands is the norm.

Like Li Xiang, aiming for the perfection of a thousand strands, is truly extremely rare.

Perhaps in ancient times, such fierce people once appeared.

But presumably, that would be a figure at the level of an Emperor or Xuanyuan.

At this moment.

Li Xiang diverted a bit of energy and saw that the Token he had left outside was constantly vibrating.

"Is Fellow Daoist Ze urging me?"

"Could it be that the time is up?"

His heart jolted.

The speed of gathering Qi in his hands became faster and faster.

"No, I must speed up."

"Otherwise, it is quite embarrassing to keep delaying Fellow Daoist Ze's time."

(End of this chapter)