Chapter 667: Divine Patterns as Spirit Roots: The Longevity Scripture of Nurturing Wood with Water (Part Two)

Seven days later.

On the mountaintop Qi-Gathering Platform, Li Yuan sat cross-legged, practicing his art and refining his method; wisps and strands of spiritual Qi flowed out from the void, neither slow nor fast, sinking into the pores all over his body.

The process of practicing his art and refining his method was, for Li Yuan, rather wondrous and strange.

With the three elements of essence, Qi, and spirit merged into one—spirit being Qi itself—during the refinement he could truly feel the complete process of magic power circulating and inhaling and exhaling the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

Refining the method and practicing the art sounded wondrous, but in truth it was simply manipulating the Divine Prohibition, using it as a medium to silently merge with the thirty-six types of divine patterns in heaven and earth that corresponded to the Kun Peng magic power.

Drawing upon their Qi to strengthen his own magic power.

"Refining the method is, in truth, the process of taking in the power of heaven and earth for one's own use."

Li Yuan had a thorough comprehension of this.

Divine patterns are the derivations of the laws of heaven and earth; because the order of heaven and earth is strict and cannot be easily moved or shifted, one must use Ta Yin to imprint the divine patterns into essence, Qi, and spirit, and then draw them in.

It seemed simple, but in fact it contained the wisdom and exploration of countless cultivators through the ages.

Li Yuan had once glimpsed a fragment of this in some miscellaneous books in the Scripture Pavilion: in the years before the Primeval era, before the Way of divine patterns had been opened up, cultivation was extremely difficult—reportedly, only those born with a 'Spirit Root' could inhale and exhale the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

The Spirit Root was none other than the divine patterns!

In the Primeval era, a cultivator glimpsed divine patterns in the midst of the unseen, piercing through the mystery of the Spirit Root; in the countless years that followed, through the relentless exploration of countless cultivators, the Way of divine patterns only then spread throughout the world.

Imprinting the divine patterns of heaven and earth within wondrous sights, bearing them with essence, Qi, and spirit, and then comprehending the unity of heaven and man—one could use the Divine Prohibition to grasp the divine patterns, thereby drawing in the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth produced when the corresponding divine patterns pulsed.

The great age of cultivation began with the Primeval era.

"The human sages who opened up the Way of divine patterns truly deserve immeasurable merit!"

Li Yuan's spirit was extremely strong; practicing his art could not occupy his entire mind. While refining his method, he could even listen to sounds on one side while letting his thoughts wander, catching the sparks of inspiration that occasionally flashed forth.

The Primeval era was, for the human race, a dark and turbulent age.

The reason was simple: compared to those foreign races who were born with Spirit Roots and could enter the Dao, those among the human race who possessed Spirit Roots were extremely few—weak and thus wretched.

When the human sages pierced through the mystery of divine patterns and Spirit Roots, greatly lowering the threshold of cultivation, the situation naturally reversed. Countless years later, to this day, the human race had already become the foremost of the ten thousand domains.

"Divine patterns are like Spirit Roots—only those with divine patterns within their bodies can inhale and exhale the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. The more divine patterns, the more spiritual Qi of heaven and earth one can inhale and exhale, and the stronger the might of the spells one can wield…"

"The difference between low-grade, mid-grade, and high-grade magic power lies precisely in this."

Li Yuan divided his attention many ways. After practicing his art twenty-seven times, his spirit was slightly fatigued, so he gathered his focus. After practicing a few more times, he slowly concluded his session.

Within the Qi Sea of his dantian, his magic power grew ever stronger.

"Crack~"

"Crack~"

When Li Yuan's five senses returned, he heard a crunching sound that set his teeth on edge.

Not far away, twelve White Bone Human Demons, each over a zhang tall, were feeding. A pile of beast bones heaped up like a small mountain was visibly dwindling at speed.

"It's best if the White Bone Human Demons advance together; otherwise, there were White Bone Human Demons that could have advanced to the Second Realm days ago."

Under Li Yuan's gaze, one of the White Bone Human Demons began to advance. Dense white mist surged out from its body, wrapping it within like a great cocoon.

Before long, the remaining eleven White Bone Human Demons also one after another transformed into white bone cocoons.

"Once they break out of their cocoons, they'll be at the Second Realm."

Li Yuan nodded in satisfaction. Normally, this process would last three to five days, but he had no intention of waiting. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of Dan Jin Se Fa flew out.

It circled the twelve bone cocoons once, then finally transformed into mist, sinking into each of the twelve bone cocoons respectively.

Magic power is the convergence of a cultivator's essence, Qi, and spirit with the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, hence it possesses many wondrous qualities. Before long, several 'crack' sounds were heard, and the White Bone Human Demons broke out of their cocoons one after another.

The Second Realm White Bone Human Demons were still grim-white bone puppets, only compared to the First Realm they now had a faint, hard-to-notice silver-white tinge.

But this was only on the outside.

With the augmentation of the Five Senses Set, Li Yuan could perceive the growth of the divine patterns within the White Bone Human Demons—not only had they become complete, they were also gradually becoming clearer.

"The Si Wu Jing is hard to say, but at least the Er San Jing has no bottleneck. It's just that the quality of bone materials required also has to increase—another expense of Shan Gong…"

With a beckoning gesture from Li Yuan, the twelve White Bone Human Demons had already risen into the air, transforming into a string of bone chains that fell into his palm.

He turned them gently, feeling they had grown even more rounded and smooth; when they collided with each other, the sound was already that of jade.

Compared to the First Realm, the might of the Second Realm White Bone Human Demons had also greatly increased. Li Yuan felt that with all twelve attacking together, not to mention the Dragon Dao Master, even Old Daoist Nie definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

The White Bone Human Demons had many transformations, combining offense and defense, possessing both strength and speed. Even without anyone controlling them, they still possessed considerable killing power.

And if he personally controlled them, between their transformations they could also perform various Jing Miao Wu Gong; then not to mention all twelve attacking together, even one or two would probably be enough to give Old Daoist Nie a hard time.

"Master…"

Seeing the White Bone Human Demons advance, at the edge of the Qi-Gathering Platform, the little black-skinned gourd that was 'huffing and puffing' as it gathered divine patterns grew somewhat envious, gazing at Li Yuan eagerly.

"Cloud Gang as much as you want, magic power is not available."

Li Yuan glanced at it, his heart like iron and stone.

The White Bone Human Demons were on the verge of advancing, which was why he had aided them with magic power. This gourd Dao Soldier, however, required a wisp of magic power to nourish it every two or three months; since the time had not come, he naturally would not give it.

"Master, if I gather a complete set of divine patterns, can I exchange it for a wisp of magic power?"

The little black-skinned gourd was somewhat unwilling to give up.

Cloud Gang was naturally a good ingredient, but compared to its master's pure magic power, it was far inferior. If it could swallow magic power daily, it felt that it wasn't far from the Third Realm either.

"Three sets."

Li Yuan raised the price.

After the Jiu Yan Luo was refined, it could also slowly grow through being sacrificed and refined with magic power, but if there were divine patterns of the same kind to supplement it, the speed of sacrifice and refinement would naturally increase accordingly.

Just as after the Kun Peng magic power was refined, the best auxiliary pill was the Shan Xuan Shui Dan.

The spiritual materials used in the Shan Xuan Shui Dan were mostly water-attribute spiritual materials, which naturally also contained many corresponding divine patterns, and could naturally increase the Kun Peng magic power.

"…Th-then, alright."

The little black-skinned gourd agreed listlessly, turned its head, and once again cheerfully gathered the Qi of clouds and mist.

The gourd Dao Soldier possessed a sliver of spiritual intelligence, but only a sliver. Apart from its obsession with magic power, in truth it wasn't much better than the White Bone Dao Soldiers.

When it comes to handling tasks and serving people, nothing beats a spirit puppet.

"Hoo~"

Having finished a day's Xing Gong and law refinement, with the White Bone Man Demon having advanced once more, Li Yuan returned to the bamboo tower quite satisfied, taking his spirit meal under Li Yi's service.

Afterwards, he went up to the third floor, where he digested the spirit meal while flipping through the Tongshi Sphere, as well as perusing the many books he had borrowed from the Scripture Pavilion.

Because his purse was thin, most of the books Li Yuan had borrowed these past days were free ones—some were cultivation insights, but most were miscellaneous travelogues.

He didn't gain something every day either, but this was just like how he still persisted in listening to sounds every day even though his gains were meager.

He didn't blindly seek gains, only wished to broaden his knowledge and deepen his foundation.

"There aren't many books on Wu Gong in the Scripture Pavilion; there are actually more in the Grand Void Myriad Phenomena. Well, it makes sense—the Daoist arts and Gu Gu Shentong of Mount Mount Dongxuan alone can't be learned completely, so who would bother researching Wu Gong?"

The 'swish swish' of pages turning in his mind-sea never ceased; Li Yuan read while offering the occasional commentary.

These past days, he had borrowed quite a few books on Wu Gong, including some Wu Gong manuals that, even by his current breadth of vision, contained rather exquisite points.

"There are plenty of cultivators who introduce divine patterns and divine prohibitions to Zhong Su Wu Gong, but once divine prohibitions are introduced, what's the difference between Wu Gong and Daoist arts?"

Li Yuan was pondering this very point.

The difference between Daoist arts and Wu Gong lies in this: the former can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, while the latter originates from oneself—the two are more like parallel lines that never intersect.

【Using magic power to drive Wu Gong naturally increases its power compared to true Qi, but compared to the explosive boost of Daoist arts, the gap is far too great…】

【Drawing divine patterns into the body? Not feasible. Only the trinity of essence, Qi, and spirit merged into one can bear divine patterns, and one must combine them into prohibitions to balance the conflicts between patterns…】

【Perhaps body cultivation is the only option?】

……

Li Yuan flipped to a book on a predecessor's creation of a method.

This book recorded a cultivator's years of ideas and experiments on improving Wu Gong, but in the end he still failed, even concluding it was a meaningless endeavor.

"Body cultivation?"

Li Yuan deliberated.

He held no obsession with improving Wu Gong; he simply didn't want to waste this body of his that had been tempered a thousand times over.

"Using magic power to temper the body, boosting strength and speed—then all manner of Wu Gong would naturally have a stage to shine. But to raise the body to that kind of level…"

The very thought made Li Yuan feel it was difficult.

The human body is finite while heaven and earth are infinite—this saying is no empty talk; many cultivators have explored and verified it.

Li Yuan flipped to another book, which contained similar verification.

It was a cultivator who had entered the Dao through horizontal-training Wu Gong. By the time he had just entered the Dao, his arms already possessed the strength of ten thousand jun, and the first Daoist art he cultivated was called 'Mountain Refining Art.'

This Daoist art was similar to Shan Xuan Gang heavy water, requiring the gathering of various mountain-stone divine patterns. When first completed and activated, a flick of the finger could send it a hundred zhang, heavy as a small hill.

The cultivator despairingly discovered that the body he had tempered for years still couldn't bear this small hill…

"Ten thousand jun of strength and you want to carry a mountain…"

Li Yuan nearly laughed at this fellow. His own body was countless times stronger than this man's at the time the book was recorded, but he reckoned he couldn't carry a mountain either.

Ten thousand jun of strength was certainly no small amount, but even the smallest mountain weighed anywhere from hundreds of millions to billions of jun…

"Before I refined magic power, my body was no worse than any ordinary Third-Realm cultivator. True Gang taking form, punching through mountains and peaks would be no difficult feat—but a mountain condensed from magic power is not the same as a normal mountain…"

Li Yuan couldn't help but squeeze his fingers, and an ink-like droplet of water seeped from his fingertip.

This single drop of Shan Xuan Gang heavy water was as heavy as a small hill, and that wasn't all—driven by magic power, its speed was swift as lightning. A small hill crashing at several li in an instant—what kind of body could withstand that?

"Practicing Wu Gong has no future."

Daoist Li sighed and temporarily set aside his thoughts on Wu Gong. He planned to earn a big sum first, then take a look at the body cultivation Gong Fa in the Scripture Pavilion.

But for now…

"There are plenty of Daoist arts to learn, why butt your head against that wall?"

Flipping through the many books in his mind-sea, reading of one cultivator's failure after another, Li Yuan's heart remained utterly unruffled.

In his previous life he had been a Daoist Priest; if one were to speak of obsessions, the magic power and Daoist arts he now refined were the greatest obsession of both his lives!

……

……

"Kee-ee~~"

A high and shrill cry rang through You Jing, its wrathful, savage intent sweeping forth like something solid, stirring up gust after gust of wild wind in the gloom.

Someone gazing from extreme distance saw a colossal, ferocious blood-colored phoenix bird, as if struck by a heavy blow, plummeting from the high reaches of You Jing.

Falling along with it were a crimson great dragon ship, and a massive phoenix warship flanked by thousands upon thousands of phoenix birds.

"Boom!"

A terrifying shockwave rolled outward.

A long howl rose with it, and for that single instant it even drowned out the blood phoenix's cry:

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

Amid the raging, devastating shockwave, Shan Xuan Xuanjing Daozi's hair whipped wildly, scalding phoenix blood crashed down like a tsunami, yet he endured it and took the final step of the Xing Ji.

"Ying Shan Xuan Dragon, Phoenix Girl… you can't outcompete me!"

Finally, under the gaze of countless unwilling, furious eyes, Shan Xuan Xuanjing Daozi laughed and shot skyward. A streak of Jin Guang rose with him, wrapped him up, and vanished into the boundless darkness. "Shan Xuan Xuanjing Daozi's Xing Ji Gong has succeeded!"

The giant golden toad leapt high into the sky, but was still a step too late. Fa Huan Fa Huan Yi Tong landed in unwilling frustration, only to see a streak of Jin Guang soar into the heavens.

"Wind Without End!"

In the falling Ten Thousand Phoenix Warship, Phoenix Girl glared with wide, furious eyes, but after that heaven-shaking collision with the blood phoenix—even though the warship and Thousand Phoenix Flags had blocked nine-tenths of it—she was already so gravely wounded she could not move.

She could only watch helplessly as the two streaks of Jin Guang vanished into the boundless You Jing.

"Granny Yan..."

Fenghuang'er pounded the ground in unwillingness.

"Once one achieves even a tenth of the Xing Ji Gong, one becomes a disciple of Taihuang Heaven. Even your father king would not dare strike at him at this moment."

Granny Yan sighed, but did not rebuke her either.

Yet in her heart she also felt it was a pity. If Fenghuang'er had not been so reckless, the Daoist Xuanzi might not have caught his chance...

The days on Mount Mount Dongxuan were calm and orderly.

At least for Li Yuan, whose every thought was on refining his arts, this was a supreme holy land — the most pleasant stretch of days he had known since learning of the Calamity of the Heavens.

Every day he either practiced his Xing Gong to refine his arts and breathe in the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, or cultivated spells. Thanks to Li Yuan's formidable spiritual cultivation, his divided attention meant he didn't even need to deliberately set aside time for reading, listening to sounds, or fishing.

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

That day, Li Yuan, who was in the middle of practicing his Xing Gong, seemed to sense something. His mind stirred, and he had already entered the Weapon Master space, searching through the various sounds until he found the one that had caught his attention.

"... Somewhere in the You Jing belonging to the Supreme Palace Enclosure, a pillar of Jin Guang shot up into the sky, illuminating every corner of the You Jing. A crimson blood phoenix cried out in sorrow and fell to the ground. The Tianli Sect's Daoist Xuanzi, and the Wind God clan's 'Feng Feng Wu Ding,' performed the Xing Ji Gong before the Evil God and succeeded, entering the Taihuang Heaven of the Weitian Dao Sect..."

Daoist Xuanzi and Feng Feng Wu Ding have entered Taihuang Heaven?

Li Yuan was mildly surprised. In the sounds he had heard before, it had clearly been Fenghuang'er and Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long who held the upper hand — how had it ended up being Daoist Xuanzi and Feng Feng Wu Ding who entered Taihuang Heaven?

"This Daoist Xuanzi does have quite the fortune."

After sorting through all the sounds, Li Yuan exited the Weapon Master space and raised his hand to open the Tongshi Orb.

The Void Myriad Phenomena held a great mass of information. He searched exhaustively for the two 'Daoist Xuanzi,' and found that their intelligence had actually been updated in real time — a new entry had appeared: 'Auditor disciple of one of the six great Dharma Temples of Taihuang Heaven, the Zhao Zhao Xuanyuan Temple.'

"The Zhao Zhao Xuanyuan Temple — that is the dojo of Bodhisattva Zhao Xuanyuan..."

Li Yuan continued to search exhaustively, but obtained only this single piece of intelligence. As for intelligence on Bodhisattva Zhao Xuanyuan, it naturally was not displayed.

But he had long expected as much. Just as he was preparing to learn about the Zhao Zhao Xuanyuan Temple from the side, he suddenly sensed something again.

The moment he closed the Tongshi Orb, he heard a 'chi' as a grey streak shot out from between his fingers.

It was none other than the Shan Xuan Teng She!

"Chi!"

The Shan Xuan Teng She darted out of the bamboo tower, its body suddenly swelling as it transformed into a grey snake about a zhang long. It writhed and rolled violently in the little courtyard, and before long had burrowed out a great hole.

"Squeak squeak~"

The little mouse stared, dumbfounded.

"It's about to enter the Dao."

Li Yuan raised a hand to hold down the little mouse that was trying to dart out, the corner of his mouth curving into a faint smile.

The Shan Xuan Teng She was not of high grade among the starry-sky exotic beasts; it had not been born with the aptitude to enter the Dao upon birth, but compared to ordinary spirit beasts it was naturally far stronger.

It had not yet finished digesting a single Tuifan Dan, yet it had already reached the threshold of entering the Dao.

"Boom!"

A muffled thud rang out in the little courtyard.

"Squeak?"

The little mouse hurriedly poked its head out, its tiny eyes instantly going wide as saucers — it saw that the snake-brother was no longer in the earthen hole; in its place stood a grey sapling!

Yu Yu Xuanji, under its terrified gaze, transformed once more into a slender withered vine...

"Chi!"

Mist steamed up in the courtyard. Before long, the Shan Xuan Teng She, which had been ceaselessly shifting its form between tree, vine, and snake, let out a long hiss and darted back into the bamboo tower.

Li Yuan caught it firmly in his hand and could not help but exclaim in admiration:

"Truly worthy of a starry-sky exotic beast — this advancement is like water flowing into a channel, without the slightest hitch..."

"Squeak!"

The little mouse stared wide-eyed and pounced over. Only after a good long while did it seem to dare believe this calamity; it gazed at Li Yuan with eager, hopeful eyes. The latter, helpless, tossed it a Tuifan Dan.

At that, it took one more look at the limp Shan Xuan Teng She, then scurried off in a flash, as if it had suffered an enormous shock.

Li Yuan found it amusing, but did not worry about it running into danger. He simply grabbed the Shan Xuan Teng She and pressed it to his brow:

"Time to cultivate the Green Emperor Longevity Scripture!"

Hum~

Faint Jin Guang rippled out from Li Yuan's brow like water waves. The Shan Xuan Teng She, touching the Jin Guang, sank into it like a phantom.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Li Yuan had already entered the Ni Wan Shen Jing.

In the great sea of the Shen Jing, waves surged. The Kun Peng spirit-image rose to the surface, and without any visible movement, transformed into a great roc that landed on Li Yuan's shoulder, calling out softly with great affection.

This roc's wings were a blazing gold, and it was livelier and more spirited than when Li Yuan had first broken through to Unity-of-Qi — clearly having benefited from being nourished by magic power.

A single droplet of inky water, like a swimming fish, circled the roc — it was none other than Shan Xuan Gang Zhong.

"Plant the tree."

Li Yuan's mind stirred, and the great sea of the Shen Jing instantly roiled. Under his gaze, at the very center of the Wang Wang Yangdahai, towering waves rose, and before long, an island a full hundred mu in size had slowly risen up.

"That will do for now."

Li Yuan landed on the island and gave a slight nod.

He was the master of the Shen Jing; a single thought could reshape heaven and earth, but he still had to respect basic principles. What he cultivated was the True Form Diagram of the Kun Peng, so the Shen Jing could only be a Wang Wang Yangdahai.

Of course, once the Green Emperor Longevity Scripture was mastered, perhaps other changes would come.

"Go!"

Li Yuan did not hesitate. With a flick of his finger, the Shan Xuan Teng She shot forth like a flying sword piercing the sky. It first circled the island once, then chose the highest point of the island and plunged straight in.

Hum~

Li Yuan focused his spirit intensely, sensing the aura of the Shan Xuan Teng She, controlling the rejection of the Shen Qi Zhi Jing, and driving the roc bird to draw water waves for irrigation and nourishment.

"Plant the tree!"

Li Yuan did not dare to be careless. Even though he already understood this step by heart, he still proceeded cautiously, not daring to overstep in the slightest.

The Shen Qi Zhi Jing was the place where his essence, qi, and spirit converged. A single slip, and the Shan Xuan Teng She might be shaken to death, and it could very likely break the balance of his three-element unity.

"Water nourishes wood, spirit contains the tree, spirit and tree as one…"

Li Yuan silently recited the various key points. Upon sensing the tree seed transformed from the Shan Xuan Teng She pulsing gently, as if about to break through the soil, his mind stirred, and he transformed into a stream of light that plunged into the tree seed.

Wooo~

The instant he touched the tree seed, Li Yuan felt heaven and earth go black, his five senses vanishing in a flash, as if plunging into a boundless dark abyss.

This, however, was a necessary step for entering the Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing — merging the spirit into the tree!

Only by merging the spirit into the tree could an external tree seed be transformed into a part of his three-element unity of essence, qi, and spirit — that is, his Natal Spirit Plant!

"So dark!"

Li Yuan felt that even his thoughts could no longer turn.

In a daze, he felt as if he had truly become a tree seed, thrown into the soil by someone, wrapped in a deep darkness…

This step was very dangerous. When the spirit merged with the tree seed, what was stripped away was not only the five senses, but even memory would become confused. If one truly fell into the darkness, this step would fail.

Fortunately, Li Yuan had read extensive insights and consulted Qi Yun, so he had long anticipated the danger of this step. Before long, a bird's cry exploded in his heart.

It was precisely the spirit image roc bird irrigating the tree seed outside.

"Crack!"

Li Yuan's spirit suddenly returned, and then he broke through the soil. Tender green branches sprouted from the dark yellow earth, like a blade of wild grass — the first touch of green in this Shen Qi Zhi Jing.

"Success!"

A surge of joy rose in Li Yuan's heart, but he did not immerse himself in it. Instead, he decisively activated the Zhang Bing Lu, commanding the five prepared Shan Xuan Teng She sloughs in sequence, one by one.

"Boom!"

Like thunder exploding directly in the depths of the soul!

In an instant, Li Yuan's mind was violently shaken five times. The command from the Shan Xuan Teng She sloughs was dozens or even hundreds of times more violent than he had anticipated.

Even though he had prepared in advance, he still had a momentary lapse of spirit under the torrent-like flood of information.

In a daze, he felt as if he had become a Shan Xuan Teng She, thrown into the earth after entering the Dao, experiencing long years to break through the soil, absorbing nourishment, and stretching out its branches.

Sometimes wood, sometimes vine, sometimes snake…

In an instant, Li Yuan seemed to have undergone the baptism of hundreds or thousands of years of long years — from a little snake breaking out of its shell, step by step becoming a giant Shan Xuan tree that blotted out the sky.

"Is this the fifth layer of the Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing? No, this is already close to the realm of Di Liu Zhong!"

After a long while, Li Yuan returned to his senses from the torrent-like flood of information, yet he remained somewhat shaken.

This command was far more special than any before. He even had the illusion that he truly was a Shan Xuan Teng She that had cultivated the Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing for hundreds of years.

Every transformation of form, every different feeding, every shedding, every advancement…

Countless pieces of information churned and surged in his heart, granting him insight into the various principles of this Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing, so much so that he felt he was only half a step away from achieving Fa Tian.

"The methods of cultivating and advancing the Shan Xuan Teng She…"

Li Yuan looked at the sapling that had just sprouted branches at his feet, and in an instant, his heart surged, giving rise to thousands upon thousands of methods for cultivation and advancement.

For no reason, a faint trace of melancholy and joy welled up in his heart.

It was as if he were melancholy that his hundreds of years of cultivation had scattered in a single day, and joyful that he could start anew, making up for the errors and omissions of his past cultivation, making his foundation more perfect.

"Mm?"

The instant this complex emotion surged up, Li Yuan had already reacted, forcibly suppressing it, while also feeling somewhat alarmed.

This command had actually affected his spirit.

However, after a brief moment of settling, he had already isolated these influences outside.

"Senior Brother Qi has indeed approached the Shen Qi Zhi Jing, but along his path of cultivation there are also many errors and omissions that cannot be made up for…"

Li Yuan sorted through his gains, and upon observing the Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing again, he immediately felt as if he were looking down from a high vantage point — every previously obscure and puzzling point became suddenly clear:

"This feeling is indescribably wonderful!"

Splash splash~

With but a single thought from Li Yuan, the waters outside the small island immediately surged. Waves rose into the air one after another, scattering across the island to nourish the newly born Shan Xuan Teng She tree.

Unlike his previous caution, with the augmentation of the Shan Xuan Teng She sloughs, Li Yuan moved the power of the Shen Qi Zhi Jing, using the Kun Peng Fa to nurture the Chang Sheng Jing.

The little tree that had just broken through the soil grew at a speed visible to the naked eye — its tender trunk became thick and sturdy, its sparse leaves became lush.

When the waves fell, it was just right at the limit of what the Shan Xuan Teng She could bear.

"Cry!"

The Jin Chi roc bird cried out joyfully. With a flap of its wings, it landed on the branch of the Shan Xuan Teng tree. The tender little tree had now reached a height of over a zhang, its trunk vigorous and powerful.

Hum~

As the roc bird landed on the Shan Xuan Teng tree, Li Yuan's heart stirred. He felt the Kun Peng magic power within him also undergo a change — within the water element, the qi of wood element appeared.

"Peak of the first realm!"

Li Yuan found it hard to be dissatisfied.

Normally, to concurrently cultivate the Qing Di Chang Sheng Jing, even with his talent and aptitude, it would take at least several years to reach this step, but now it had taken less than a single shi-chen.

The effect of the command far exceeded expectations.

"I only need to obtain the divine patterns required to refine the Qing Di magic power, and a top-grade magic power pellet can be formed with a snap of the fingers!"

Li Yuan felt quite delighted in his heart, yet suddenly thought of that Nightmare Nine-Headed Snake slough.

This was top-grade spirit material.

(End of this chapter)