Chapter 8

Severed feet, stabbed abdomen, beheaded, shaved fingers, struck eyes...

The so-called obtaining Embryonic Breathing through life and death.

According to Xu Zhi's insight, it is a method of shocking the spirit, forcefully making oneself enter the mysterious state like a fetus in the mother's womb, and then extracting Embryonic Breathing.

Although it seems to be taking a shortcut and has many alternatives, it is also a correct method of entering the Dao.

It's just that others don't have the One True Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie in hand, so they don't act as boldly as Chen Hang.

They use this correct method mostly on high cliffs or deep pools, using this state to hone their spirit.

And there must be sect elders and relatives to protect them, taking care of them personally.

To prevent a mistake, really falling off a cliff or into water, and finally making a big joke.

Acting like this, although not as convenient and refreshing as Chen Hang's method, also lacks a bit of cruelty and embarrassment.

At the beginning of dying, recalling the sudden palpitations and great fear at the moment of passing, Chen Hang couldn't help but feel nauseous, vomiting his gall several times. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he crashed into the sword and committed suicide, starting over.

But in the end, he got used to it.

"All external affairs are cut off, nothing is against the heart, then sit peacefully, observe the heart arising internally, if you feel a thought arising..."

Chen Hang flicked his sword.

His left five fingers fell with the sound.

"Hmm... not bad, it's fixed observation..."

He was sweating profusely, the blue veins on his forehead jumping wildly, his originally indifferent and cold face now twisted like a ghost: "This step should be correct."

Puchi—

Chen Hang slashed his throat with his sword and fell softly to the ground.

In an instant, his corpse dissipated, and a new body appeared in place.

"It's fixed observation, this step was right."

Chen Hang shook his head, fading the trance in his mind, and frowned:

"Then where is it wrong, and where is the omission that hasn't been filled? Could it be that in the sentence 'The body spirit is self-prepared, like a map containing shadows,' my interpretation of 'body spirit' was biased, but it doesn't look like it?"

He coldly held the sword and slashed across his chest and abdomen. Blood flowed like a spring, and after staying in this extreme pain for a while, Chen Hang ended his life.

"Five internal organs spiritual light, incarnation longitudinal house?"

Raise the sword.

"Draw qi in the nose and close it, count to one hundred and twenty with the heart, cut off death and don't return?"

Raise the sword.

"Don't use medicine, guard the three ones?"

Raise the sword.

"Guard the corpse ghost child?"

Raise the sword.

"The spirit has no delusional thoughts, often wake up."

Raise the sword.

Reborn again.

Chen Hang held the long sword across his knees, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, subconsciously wanting to wave it, but the movement froze abruptly.

"Wrong, wrong, it's actually like this? So that's it! So that's it!"

A flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and he suddenly laughed loudly, only feeling that the obstacles in his chest were gone, and the last bit of insight that troubled him to achieve Embryonic Breathing was now firmly grasped.

Simple, like looking at patterns on the palm.

"Fear of life and death, the spirit is self-obtained—it turns out the purpose of this method is all in these eight words at the beginning. I was too demanding and intentional, but forgot the 'self' in 'spirit is self-obtained,' getting the form but not the meaning. No wonder, no wonder."

Falling flowers and flowing water, the spirit is complete and the embryo is round.

He was too persistent in the flow of every step and the flow of qi, fearing that he would make a mistake, but this fell into the lower class, losing the true meaning of the Daoist sect's naturalness.

"Superior virtue is inaction, not observing and seeking; inferior virtue acts, its use is endless. Knowing white and guarding black, the spirit comes by itself."

Chen Hang sighed and threw the long sword in his hand far away: "It was my negligence. The subtle words and great meanings are nothing more than this."

At this time.

The One True Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie also began to shake, and countless strange and beautiful floating lights appeared all around, like dream bubbles.

"Is the time up? Actually stayed in the Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie for ten days."

A suction force appeared out of thin air, wanting to take Chen Hang away. He didn't resist, just settled his spirit and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again.

He had already reappeared in the cave dwelling in the outside world, and all the furnishings were still in the same state as when he left, without any mistake.

Chen Hang put down the long sword in his hand and paced slowly in the cave dwelling, standing tall and straight, with an indescribable style.

"Dreaming across the withered mulberry from the bottom of the sea, reading all the wind and waves of the Milky Way."

He lowered his eyelids silently, joined his palms into a knife, tapped gently on his neck, and laughed:

"Today, I see heaven and earth."

The three hundred and sixty-five acupoints all over his body trembled in unison.

But in an instant, a gentle and compassionate darkness swallowed him. The wonderful comfort made Chen Hang sleepy, like an infant in a peaceful womb...

"Yin Son of Heaven?"

On the ten-thousand-foot clouds.

The green heavenly palace was thinking for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on Ai Jian's face.

"Isn't this a term from the dual-cultivation technique? Why, our niece now wants to set up a harem and hide beauty in a golden house? I advise her to practice Dao with peace of mind. You must know that being smart when young doesn't mean being good when old."

"That's not for a Yuchen outcast to worry about. Little Jian, you must understand that since she is a true disciple of the Chiming Sect, her every move has deep meaning."

The beautiful woman didn't bother to argue.

She just hooked her fingers, and the handsome men behind her stretched out their faces like kittens, letting her stroke them.

"However, I should have guessed her intention in looking for the Yin Son of Heaven."

The beautiful woman said: "In the supernatural powers of the Chiming Sect, it seems there is one that requires the fate of the Yin Son of Heaven as a guide. Perhaps, this should also be the reason why she wants to find the Yin Son of Heaven."

"Supernatural power, what supernatural power needs—"

Ai Jian pondered in a low voice, but after a while, his face changed violently.

He was a disciple of the Yuchen Sect after all, and he was from the Shangyu Ai family, so he soon had a guess in his heart.

"How could it be... Could it be that the Chiming Sect wants to establish my niece as a Daoist?" He said hoarsely: "Even that ancient Daoist technique, they want to teach it to her?"

The beautiful woman smiled without saying a word.

In this Immortal Dao world.

There are no words about men and women's principles or hierarchy, everything is based on cultivation.

Men can take concubines and marry wives, and women can also keep three thousand lovers.

However, if they form a life-and-death dual-cultivation couple, it's another matter if one party doesn't allow it.

"Although that's the case, I'm not good at physiognomy, and I can't distinguish it, at most I can gather people for you in this territory."

Ai Jian spread his hands: "You should have the means to identify the Yin Son of Heaven, right?"

"Naturally." The beautiful woman nodded.

"However, the Yin Son of Heaven has another obvious feature. Anyone who is the Yin Son of Heaven is a person of peerless beauty and extraordinary talent. By looking for this, we can find it faster."

Before Ai Jian could speak.

Yuanji the Ascended, who had been sitting for a long time, suddenly brightened his eyes.

Since the banquet started, he had been racking his brains to get on the line with the Ai family behind the beautiful woman.

It was just that this woman was completely arrogant, and from the beginning of the banquet, she hadn't looked at the three great elders of the Profound Truth Sect who were accompanying her.

Yan Feichen and Gu Jun didn't know how.

Yuanji the Ascended was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot. He repeatedly wanted to speak to join the conversation, but was worried about being rude and offending, and several times he was shrinking and hesitating.

"Refiner! Refiner! If you talk about beautiful appearance, there is one in my sect! Far away in the sky, close in front of you!"

Yan Feichen's eyes sank when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, and glared at Yuanji the Ascended.

"His name is Chen Hang, currently in Luoxia Peak of my Profound Truth Sect, and he once served as the Music Director of the Music Pavilion."

Regardless of Yan Feichen's murderous gaze, Yuanji the Ascended, who had finally found a topic, bowed and smiled at the beautiful woman:

"This child is truly like a god descending to earth! If he is not the Yin Son of Heaven, I think no one can deserve this title."

"Oh?"

The beautiful woman gave a light surprise: "Le Shanfang? Musician?"

She looked at the group of musicians who were trembling with fear, showing disgust.

"Like these ordinary musicians?"

The group of musicians who originally belonged to the Le Shanfang were already terrified after hearing many secrets today. After hearing this, they thought they were going to die and wailed loudly.

"No, no." Yuanji the Ascended was sweating profusely: "Chen Hang is different, he is young, extremely beautiful, extremely..."

"Little Jian?"

The beautiful woman had already stopped paying attention to him and looked at Ai Jian on the mysterious crane jade platform.

"Not bad, the Superior didn't speak nonsense. The Chen Hang he mentioned is indeed a banished immortal. Such a character is hard to come out in the southern region for five hundred years, truly a unique talent of heaven."

Ai Jian nodded slightly, a trace of inexplicable smile appearing on his face:

"If there is anyone else who can compare with him in appearance, as far as I have seen in my life, there is only Junyao who almost beheaded you and the Yuhua True Person of the Zhongtian Dou Shu Sect back then. These three people can make people forget the vulgarity at a glance!"

The beautiful woman let out a cold snort.

Before she could complain, Ai Jian pointed with his hand and drew Chen Hang's appearance with true qi.

"..."

The beautiful woman was stunned for a long time.

After a long time, her throat moved, and she was actually stunned.

"How is it, Refiner? Is he satisfactory?" Yuanji the Ascended raised his wine cup with a smile.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The beautiful woman didn't pay attention to him, excitedly staring at Ai Jian, and said:

"Quick! Now! Take me to find him now!"

Good luck!

This is truly heaven helping me!

"Aunt is really impatient."

Ignoring Yuanji the Ascended's embarrassment, Ai Jian urged the talisman, and the green heavenly palace descended towards a mountain peak under the clouds.

"Crying and howling, without any dignity."

Some musicians below were still sobbing. Ai Jian frowned and wiped away their memories of today with a wave of his hand, throwing this group of unconscious musicians to the top of the mountain.

"Aunt, he—"

Ai Jian pointed to a cave dwelling and was about to speak, but stopped on his own.

A mysterious, nameless, and unclear qi mechanism was slowly rising. Although weak, it couldn't escape the eyes and ears of the several Cave-Mystic Refiners present.

"It's strange, didn't they say Chen Hang is not fond of the Dao and has no Dao heart?"

Ai Jian smiled and clapped:

"I didn't expect that he actually achieved Embryonic Breathing today."