As an immortal, I only practice forbidden arts Chapter 208: Spirit-Based Seed Dao
Above the altar, the light of symbols fills the air, and the aura of the avenue is steaming. The vast vicissitudes of the Taoist rhyme are gradually spreading out from the center of the altar...
In the Taoist rhyme, an object is gradually becoming clear.
"What is the origin of this altar?" Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with surprise.
Although he could not understand those complicated and vast Dao rhymes, he could vaguely see that the altar was using its own thousands of Dao rhymes to create and refine something.
"The secret of this world of immortality seems to be far deeper than imagined!"
Jiang Ming thought, he originally thought that the birth and death of eras, the creation and destruction of space, was the greatest catastrophe and secret in the world of immortality. However, now it seems that this ancient altar seems to have traveled through many eras, and it obviously has the ability to cross the eras.
The ability of robbery...
But even this altar seems to have some problem now, so it is dormant in this saint's burial place. Is there anything more terrifying than the great catastrophe of the era?
"However, these are still too far away from who I am today... Maybe after tens of millions of years, when I can stand at the pinnacle of the world of immortality, I will be qualified to completely reveal these secrets..."
Ding
There was a soft sound, like a jade stone falling to the ground. All the avenue talisman lights quickly retreated and disappeared into the altar again. It seemed that the sacrifice had been completed. Only an object less than the size of a fist fell to the ground in the center of the altar, shrouded in clear light.
Some of them can't be seen clearly.
"What a rich vitality..."
Jiang Ming came back to his senses, with a look of shock in his eyes. He was still more than ten feet away from the item, and he felt that his whole body was undergoing the baptism of strong vitality, and his whole body was a little ready to move.
He quickly walked forward, came to the center of the altar, lowered his head and picked up the thing.
"A seed?"
Jiang Ming looked at the palm of his hand, and the light gradually faded away, revealing the original appearance.
This was a round and simple cyan seed, with light flickering from time to time on its surface. When Jiang Ming looked carefully, he seemed to see countless talismans and talismans contained in the flowing light, as vast as the sea of stars.
"The first time the Immortal Source Light actively released its breath, was it for this object?"
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. Even though he couldn't see the origin and use of this seed, he knew that it was extraordinary and might surpass all the treasures in the world.
Just when he was stunned, the seed in his hand suddenly changed. The whole seed turned into thousands of strands of light and quietly merged into his palm.
Jiang Ming felt a mysterious and vast power flowing rapidly through his body along his meridians, and finally gathered in his Dantian.
winter
There was a deep sound coming from within his body, and Jiang Ming felt his Dantian trembled violently, almost splitting.
He quickly looked into his dantian, and immediately saw something extra on the originally bare spiritual base, which was the seed he picked up from the altar.
At this time, the divine light of this seed was flowing, and it was actually spreading out strands of roots, taking root in his spiritual base.
tsk tsk
Jiang Ming has been practicing for more than two hundred years and has experienced several transformations and tempering. His spiritual base should have been extremely tough, but at this time, under the spread of seemingly weak and delicate roots, it became a little fragile. In the blink of an eye,
Cracks were dug out one after another, just like the soil being dug out, and half of the seeds were buried in the spiritual foundation...
"What's going on?" Jiang Ming was extremely surprised. He had never heard of any immortal cultivator's spiritual foundation having such a change.
The spiritual base is the original foundation of a cultivator. All Taoist fruits are carried on it, and no accidents are allowed. Even if it is a ritual weapon, at most it only uses the spiritual charm of the spiritual base to gradually cultivate and refine it.
No cultivator has ever dared to destroy his own spiritual base, let alone allow other things to blend with his spiritual base...
However, from the time Jiang Ming obtained the seed until now, there has been no movement from the Immortal Source Light, which also made Jiang Ming feel at ease. It seems that such a change is not a bad thing. Maybe this seed with an astonishing origin will be of great benefit to his practice.
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Then he sensed carefully and found that the seed was absorbing the original spiritual power in his spiritual base, just like absorbing nutrients, and stored it in the seed. Perhaps it was accumulating strength for germination...
However, while absorbing spiritual power, the seeds also filled the air with the vast Dao charm. When blending with the spiritual foundation, Jiang Ming was shocked to find that when he once built the foundation, the Mohu Avenue runes engraved on the spiritual foundation were
Something seems to be getting a little clearer...
And a few broken and incomplete runes seemed to have been vaguely completed...
"Such a thing... so powerful?" Jiang Ming took a deep breath and was finally sure that he had obtained something extraordinary.
The Dao runes on his spiritual base were obtained from the remaining light of the heavenly tribulation. They are the original Dao charm of heaven and earth. Even saints dare not say that they can completely understand it. Ordinary monks can occasionally touch some of them, which is a game.
A rare opportunity in the world.
Like Jiang Ming, smelting hundreds or thousands of fragments of the Great Dao into the spiritual foundation was almost impossible even for a saint when he was young and building the foundation.
These fragments of the avenue can help Jiang Ming practice and enlighten him, but they can only go so far. If Jiang Ming is not a saint, he may never be able to understand these runes, let alone complete them, or clearly inscribe the Mohu runes.
What.
And as soon as this mysterious seed was planted into his spiritual base, it brought him such huge benefits... If it could one day fully grow...
"Perhaps we can complete all the incomplete avenue runes on my spiritual base?" Jiang Ming's heart trembled, thinking of a possibility that even shocked him.
All the sutras in this world are entrusted in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. If Jiang Ming can one day inscribe complete Dao runes on his spiritual base, he will be able to create a terrifying forceful spell with the wave of his hand...
"Yes, it looks like it won't take a day or two for a seed like this to grow... It's better to be patient." Jiang Ming observed for a while and found that after the initial movement, the seed had completely fallen silent.
I don't know when it will sprout.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But fortunately, I have more time..." Jiang Ming said to himself.
Wow
But where Jiang Ming didn't notice, the seed that had been dormant deep in his spiritual base was quietly flowing out of an extremely weak and strange Taoist rhyme, blending with the thousands of Taoist rhymes surrounding it.
One, almost indistinguishable...
That trace of rhyme flowed out along the roots and spread towards Jiang Ming's spiritual base. It quickly succeeded and penetrated a little into Jiang Ming's spiritual base without causing any abnormality.
The immortal source of light floated quietly in the depths of Jiang Ming's consciousness, neither virtual nor real, without any reaction...
The ray of Taoist rhyme stopped for a moment, as if it was testing, but then found that it did not cause any reaction, as if it suddenly became bolder and spread towards the deeper parts of the spiritual base.
Vaguely, a trace of ferocious meaning circulates inside this ray of Taoist rhyme, as if it contains the bloody aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood...
Soon, it gradually spread from the surface of the spiritual base to the inside, and took root deeper, trying to penetrate Jiang Ming's entire spiritual base.
During this whole process, there was no movement from the Eternal Source Light, as if it was not noticed at all. This made this fierce Dao Yun seem to be a little bolder, and it penetrated faster...
Finally, the fierce Dao Yun completely penetrated Jiang Ming's spiritual base, took root from the top of the spiritual base, penetrated into the deepest part, and reached the reverse side under Jiang Ming's spiritual base...
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The gray mist of chaos lingers on the back of the spirit base, like the endless chaotic deep sky, calm and silent, churning endlessly, as if it is detached from the outside world, never paying attention to the disturbances in front of the spirit base.
The ferocious Dao rhyme suddenly stagnated, and he seemed a little confused, as if he had never seen the reverse side of the spiritual base of an immortal cultivator in such a situation.
On the opposite side of the spiritual base, it should be a dark and deserted area, with nothing there. How come these chaotic mists exist? What is this...
The ferocious Dao Yun trembled slightly, and this calm and silent mist of chaos seemed to frighten it from its origin... This kind of fear was not that it was forcibly defeated by an unreasonable and domineering existence like the Immortal Source Light, but that it was forcibly defeated.
It's like encountering a natural enemy. Even before being tested and collided, you can't help but want to surrender.
If Fierce Daoyun had a clear consciousness, he would definitely want to ask at this moment, what kind of monster is this body...
But now that the matter has come to this, this fierce Dao Yun has no way out.
boom……
The next moment, a bloody and ferocious aura that makes one's mind sway suddenly erupts from this ferocious Dao Yun, and is about to sweep through the entire spiritual base and occupy this physical body.
And just when this fierce Dao Yun was about to erupt, Jiang Ming's spirit base also shook slightly at this moment.
The chaotic mist that seemed to be light and calm and not causing trouble suddenly began to steam and vibrate, and wisps of chaotic flames rose from the depths of the mist. It seemed that it was disturbed by outsiders and was a little angry...
"Huh?" Jiang Ming was stunned. He was about to leave, but something happened again.
He quickly looked inside Lingji again, and immediately saw a scene that shocked him.
Only wisps of chaotic flames were seen rising from under the seed that had just been buried in his spiritual base, lingering around the seed, burning extremely fiercely...
"What happened?"
Jiang Ming was a little surprised. Didn't these chaotic flames turn into the bundle of dry firewood given to him by the old man Xinglu back then? They turned into a chaotic mist dormant on the back of his spirit base. There has been no movement. Why did it suddenly come today? Are you interested? Are you going to get angry if you leave it here?
Jiang Ming quickly explored the back of the spirit base, and sure enough found that the chaotic mist was rapidly seeping into the spirit base from the back, rushing towards the front of the spirit base, and converging towards the seed.
tsk tsk
Vaguely, Jiang Ming seemed to hear the sound of something being burned, and then a pure and vast spiritual power suddenly burst out from his spiritual base...
Boom boom boom
Jiang Ming's cultivation, under the impact of that pure spiritual power, suddenly exploded at this moment, rising violently in an extremely violent and ferocious way.
The initial stage of foundation building, which originally required tens or hundreds of years of practice, was quickly rushed to the peak, and then it directly broke through the bottleneck and entered the middle stage of foundation building in one fell swoop...
Immediately afterwards, the momentum of the rapid increase in cultivation level continued unabated, soaring all the way up to the realm of the middle stage of foundation building. It was not until it almost reached the end of the middle stage of foundation building that it finally weakened and stagnated.
"What kind of gift from heaven is this?" Jiang Ming was stunned and ecstatic. Although he didn't understand the reason, this increase in cultivation was real.
Although his talent has improved a lot, and this wave of ruins has also been looted... Bah, he has crowdfunded a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures and elixirs, but even if he drinks medicine every day, if he wants to reach the peak of the middle stage of foundation building through hard training, it will still take at least ten years. A few years.
Now in just a blink of an eye, the cultivation level has increased so much. This is not pie in the sky...
"Hmm... But this spiritual power seems to contain some kind of fierce and evil intention, which is somewhat inconsistent with my peace-loving temperament... It doesn't matter, I just need to practice it a few more times in the future."
Jiang Ming felt it carefully for a moment, and felt relieved. This wave of improvement in cultivation was very stable, with almost no flaws, which showed that the quality of these sources of spiritual power was amazing. Even such a ferocious improvement did not leave any consequences. .
However, Jiang Ming soon discovered that after his cultivation increased, the changes in his Dantian did not stop, and the chaotic mist behind the spirit base still did not stop burning and smelting the mysterious seed.
Wisps of chaotic mist rush into the front from the back of the spirit base. While the seeds are being burned with light flames, wisps of chaotic mist are also slowly seeping into it.
The cyan seed that had previously had a halo of light was slowly changing at this time. The halo was restrained and became a little gray, as if it was returning to its original nature...
This situation is like these chaotic fogs finding a suitable residence, transforming it into a habitable place, and moving there.
"Tsk tsk, isn't this altar as fierce as Heijian said..." Jiang Ming became more and more satisfied with the altar under his feet. He squatted down and patted the table: "Brother, it's really interesting to give such a powerful seed. Send me a gift to improve my cultivation... I won’t say thank you for your kindness. If you need anything in the future, just come to me. As long as I can do it, I’ll do it for you!”
Peng...
The altar seemed to be angry and angry, and there was a sudden earthquake. Jiang Ming suddenly flew up in all directions, fell out of the altar, and fell onto the Hualing Grassland outside.
"Such a bad temper..." Jiang Ming almost dropped his head. He turned around and saw that the light and mist around the altar had completely dissipated. The entire altar had returned to its initial silence, and there was no longer anything. movement.
Jiang Ming even felt that the altar had become a little ethereal, empty and real, and seemed to be a little distant, and he wanted to distance himself...
"Do good deeds without expecting anything in return, and know how to keep a distance... you are really a good person!"
Jiang Ming sincerely praised.
"Brother... you're not dead?" The black sword flew from a distance and asked in surprise: "Did you encounter any danger on the altar?"
Jiang Ming quickly shook his head in displeasure: "You are not allowed to say that to Brother Tai, he is a good person!"
Wow...
Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly blurred. The figure of the altar became even more ethereal, as if it was at the end of the fog and could no longer be seen clearly.
"Okay, next...it's time to find a way to leave this place!" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, picked up the black sword, turned around and strode away...