Chapter 125: Changing Cultivation Arts

The Azure Dragon Jia Wood Art; the Azure Dragon is a Saint Beast of the eastern pole, and the Jia Wood attribute is different from Yi Wood, being more vigorous and full of vitality.

This cultivation art points directly to the Innate Realm, and the Inner Qi cultivated is extremely rigid and forceful, capable of remaining in the world for a longer time, and it has miraculous effects for healing wounds.

According to the creator of this art, they once saw a tall tree in the east, verdant and straight, shooting straight into the heavens, like an Azure Dragon soaring.

Thus, they had an inspiration and created this art.

Therefore, the Inner Qi cultivated by this art is not only sufficiently powerful but also sufficiently thick and solid, like a tree of the vast heavens.

Most importantly, the introduction to this art clearly states that it is a Yang-attribute art.

It can have a more powerful effect against many yin-evil things and some Mirage Sea creatures.

Furthermore, for those with a strong physical vitality, it is easy to get started with this art, and it is also easier to practice.

Chen Mo's physical body is strong enough, and he has even mastered the fetal breathing state; practicing this art can be described as half the effort for twice the result.

This is also the reason why he chose this art, although there are other Yang-attribute internal arts here.

But this one can be considered the most compatible with himself and also meets his needs.

As for the light-body technique, Chen Mo chose a method called Tenglong Nine Turns.

This method has two major advantages: one is that it is simple and easy to practice, and the other is that it is suitable for long-distance raids and travel.

This is most suitable for Chen Mo now; he has to practice several arts at the same time, and the energy allocated to the light-body technique is not much.

For the maneuvering during combat and fighting, he does not need to learn this art; he has already mastered it to the extreme.

Learning it would only be icing on the cake, and the increased effect would not be much.

What he lacks most now is a light-body technique suitable for long-distance raids; whether used for traveling or for escaping and chasing enemies, it can be of great use.

This art is very suitable; when cultivated to great success, one can grasp the changes of the soaring dragon and hide among the clouds.

Even if one only masters the light-body technique of the Postnatal Realm, one can still borrow force to glide in the air.

These things sound complicated, but when implemented into the art, they are very simple and straightforward.

One only needs to use Inner Qi to form a dragon shape around the body, and the power between heaven and earth will follow this dragon-shaped Inner Qi, helping oneself to turn and glide in the air.

A Martial Artist cannot master the Heaven and Earth Power, but through certain special methods, they can borrow the Heaven and Earth Power to a certain extent.

For example, this art mimics the changes of the soaring dragon, thereby borrowing the Heaven and Earth Power for one's own use.

Chen Mo did not bring pen and ink with him; although he has opened his Shenhai, with his current divine sense, he can accurately and flawlessly record everything he just saw.

But just in case, he still planned to take the original copies of these basic arts with him.

He prepared to go home, use good paper and pen, transcribe them once, and then return the originals.

After selecting the arts, Chen Mo looked out at the world through the window on the tower; the sky had long since turned dark, the whole world was quiet, and no sound came out anymore.

No one even beat the Gong and Drum, at least not in the Inner City.

The Inner City and the Palace City have countless Arrays, layered and blessed for protection, and there is even the Dragon Qi of the nation entrenched there; the terrain itself is also relatively special.

All these things make this place like a man-made Dongtian Fudi, unaffected by the Mirage Sea.

Of course, this is only within this area; once one leaves the Inner City a little further, the Mirage Sea still exists.

Chen Mo has no intention of exploring the Mirage Sea now; at least the Mirage Sea of Gandu is not something an ordinary person can explore.

Millions of people live here, and the Mirage Sea creatures evolved within this Mirage Sea are naturally unimaginably powerful.

Let alone Chen Mo's current strength, even if a Xiantian Yuansheng powerhouse came, they would likely only meet their doom within it.

Walking to the viewing platform outside the tower, although it was only on the fifth floor, one could see most of the situation in the Capital City from here.

At this moment, the entire Capital City had quieted down; only within the Inner City were there still some high-ranking officials or children of noble families feasting and having fun.

Chen Mo's gaze moved away from the Inner City; in the Outer City area, the sound of Gong and Drum was struck; not only that, but there were also several large bells in every market.

These large bells would be struck at certain times; not only were there people guarding them, but there were also water clocks for timing.

Under normal circumstances, no one was needed to watch; when the water bucket was full, it would trigger the mechanism, and the water clock would automatically strike.

Arranging special personnel to watch was just an extra layer of insurance.

In addition, Chen Mo also discovered that every once in a while, someone would carry a lantern, walk out of the Inner City, and walk through the entire city.

These lantern-bearers were very strong; they should have practiced external arts themselves, and their Inner Qi had also reached the Tongmai Realm.

Moreover, every lantern-bearer held an official position; although not high, it was still a Seventh Rank Official.

The official positions in the Capital cannot be compared with those in the prefectures outside.

In the outside prefectures, a Seventh Rank Official can manage a county, which can be called a lord of a hundred miles.

But in this Capital City, a Seventh Rank Official can only be considered a lantern-bearer at night, used to ensure that the city is not affected by the Mirage Sea.

However, since they are willing to be these lantern-bearers, it can only mean that what the Imperial Court gives is worth their toil.

Whether it is cultivation resources or other things, it is highly likely that they are things they cannot obtain in the outside world.

These layered protections ensure that even if any one of them has a problem, the Capital City can still remain in safety.

As for all three having problems at the same time, this probability almost does not exist; if it really happened, then I am afraid the Capital would fall.

At that time, there would still be people responsible for beating the Gong and Drum, because if they didn't, everyone would die.

Chen Mo left the Inner City and returned to his home; on the way, there were naturally bailiffs and night watchmen patrolling to prevent anyone from breaking the curfew.

These people naturally could not discover him; in fact, even if they did, it wouldn't matter; the rules of the curfew only applied to the common people and never applied to officials.

All the way back to his foster father's mansion, in the small courtyard where he lived, there was still a lamp burning.

The firelight was faint and swaying from time to time, showing that the lamp was not very bright; it was mostly just a candle.

Chen Mo walked into the courtyard quietly; even though it was late at night, the main hall still had a crack of the door open.

Pushing the door and walking into the room, Zhao Yu was sitting at a large wooden table, her expression tired and low, and a candle was swaying beside her.

"You're back!" Seeing Chen Mo walk into the room, Zhao Yu's tone lightened, and a few smiles could not help but appear on her face.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Chen Mo hurried forward and took her into his Huai.

"If you don't come back, I can't sleep." Zhao Yu whispered; she was already extremely sleepy and had been holding on until now just to wait for Chen Mo's return.

In the dead of night, Chen Mo had not returned home; how could she not be worried in her heart, and not seeing him return, how could she fall asleep?

Yet she had no way to go find Chen Mo, so she could only wait here silently for him to return.

Even though she was not short of money now, she still maintained the habit of being frugal, so naturally, she was reluctant to light a bright lamp, and thus only lit a single candle.

"Alright, don't worry, I'm back, go to sleep now."

Chen Mo whispered comfortingly in her ear, then immediately picked her up and walked toward the bedroom.

Carefully placing her on the bed, he helped her remove her ru skirt, shoes, and socks; Zhao Yu was clearly extremely sleepy, her eyelids even fighting each other.

"I kept some food warm for you in the pot, it should still be hot; if it's cold, just light the fire and heat it up again." As she lay on the bed about to fall into a deep sleep, she suddenly remembered this, and hurriedly gripped Chen Mo's hand to instruct him.

"Alright, I'll go eat now, you go to sleep." Chen Mo answered with a smile, pulling the quilt over to cover her.

Arriving in the kitchen, the stove's air vent was sealed tight, so that the firewood inside could last longer.

Chen Mo touched the pot lid; it still retained some warmth.

In the pot was a large bowl of braised pork, a large bowl of braised chicken with mushrooms, a small basin of braised pork ribs, a bowl of red-braised tiger-skin eggs, and a drunken goose bought from who knows where.

There were also two plates of stir-fried seasonal vegetables and a plate of steamed eggplant with minced garlic.

And over forty unleavened steamed buns, each the size of a palm and weighing over an ounce.

These unleavened steamed buns were sold by a stall in the market; oil and salt were added to the dough, so they tasted good even eaten plain.

Chen Mo brought these dishes out one after another and placed them on the kitchen table nearby.

He was too lazy to go to the dining room, so he picked up a pair of chopsticks, found a low stool to sit on, and immediately began to feast.

The food on the table was swept away at a steady pace; Chen Mo had a clear goal, eating the braised pork first.

Because braised pork would be very greasy once cold, he seized the chance to eat it while it wasn't greasy, with every mouthful full of oil.

After a wonderful, satisfying meal, the table was left in a mess of cups and plates.

Chen Mo let out a long, satisfied breath and reached for the teacup nearby, wanting to drink some tea.

However, there was no water in the cup; Chen Mo shook his head and laughed, quickly realizing.

Zhao Yu was not by his side this time, so who would pour tea for him?

Chen Mo picked up the teapot himself, poured two cups of tea to drink, washed up briefly, and only then walked into the study to begin transcribing the cultivation technique he had obtained earlier.

He copied it extremely carefully, not missing a single word or sentence, including the annotations.

After all three cultivation techniques were copied, the time had already reached the Hour of the Ox.

Chen Mo had no intention of sleeping; with his current physical stamina, under normal circumstances, even if he didn't sleep for seven or eight days, it would have no effect.

Putting the copied techniques along with the originals into his Storage Bag, Chen Mo left a note on the table to tell Zhao Yu that he was going into seclusion for a period of time, and if he did not come out by tomorrow, she did not need to wait for him to eat together.

After doing this, he walked into the practice room; he did not sit cross-legged, but instead took a stance and began to practice.

The practice of the Xuanhuang Indestructible Body, although much harder than the Greedy Wolf Seven Kill Fist, depended on who was practicing it.

With Chen Mo's current strength, practicing the first layer naturally had no difficulty at all.

Of course, his physical body had already undergone many trials, and his Blood Qi was strong and vigorous, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

Even for the Xuanhuang Indestructible Body, this extremely profound cultivation technique, the improvement the first layer could bring him should be very limited.

However, the benefit was that in switching to this technique, especially the first layer, he shouldn't waste much time.

Chen Mo estimated that it should only take one night for him to master the first layer of the Xuanhuang Indestructible Body and enter directly into the second layer, the Transcendence Realm.

Qi and Blood circulated within his body, and clusters of Qi and Blood were constantly taking shape.

Each cluster of Qi and Blood formed could bring him a Mortal Transformation, strengthening his physical foundation and bones.

However, Chen Mo's physical Blood Qi far surpassed the technique of this realm, so the effect this transformation brought him was very weak.

As the Qi and Blood within his body were mobilized, one transformation after another followed.

The Xuanhuang Indestructible Body's nine consecutive transformations ended, and the increase in strength it brought to Chen Mo was only a little over a thousand catties.

Even though his physical body had already been cultivated to an extremely formidable level, these nine transformations could still bring him an increase in strength, which showed that this technique was extraordinary.

After the nine transformations ended, the nine clusters of Qi and Blood in Chen Mo's body condensed into one, residing within his Mysterious Aperture.

With this, the Xuanhuang Indestructible Body was considered to have broken through to the Heavenly Human Second Layer.

(End of chapter)