I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 16 The first transformation, Emperor Xi’s broken scriptures
The remaining stele is suspended silently. On the largest piece, there is a pattern of a human head and a dragon's body engraved on it, which seems to be naturally formed. When its lips move, it spits out the sound of heaven.

Like a dragon roaring, and like a Tao shouting, unknown ancient scriptures were recited, echoing in the heart, as if they contained the secret of the creation of the sky.

Where the sea of ​​suffering disappears, there is only a piece of nothingness, and the mysterious power obtained from the ancient bronze coffin begins to flow. It has no form and no substance, and only exists in the feeling. It is more like a wisp of magic from before the creation of the world, guiding what may happen. The change.

Wherever this ray of immortality passes, the essence of life is revealed, and the blue sea of ​​suffering appears again.

When Fu Jin woke up, he felt this scene.

"Are these my lost cultivation skills?"

Everyone's life breath is different, and Fu Jin felt a familiar breath in the energy that came from nowhere.

This was clearly the essence that he had just swallowed by an inexplicable force.

And the sea of ​​suffering.
Although the separation of the dots of fluorescent light after refining the green blood is no longer, it is blended into one, like a cloud or a pool of water. It no longer shines with brilliance, everything is restrained, and it looks a bit thicker and more condensed. .

But it was indeed opened up by him, and it exudes his aura.

"What happened?" Fu Jin was puzzled, as if time had gone back. Although slight changes had taken place, he was finally back to the starting point.

In the water of the divine spring, Fu Jin, who was completely awake, opened his eyes.

The scorching sun on the horizon is still hanging there, the direction is a little off, but it shouldn't have been long.

and himself
Fu Jin looked down.

The two palms are no longer old, they are white and rosy, the skin is radiant and firm, and all vitality has been restored again.

If he ignored the gray hair scattered on his body, he would definitely think that everything he just saw was just a big dream he had after taking the holy medicine.

After confirming that he was still alive, he was ecstatic.

"The hereditary disease kicked in, but I didn't die."

Not only was he not dead, but his condition was getting better. The feeling of full vitality reminded him of the scene when he woke up after the green blood entered his body.

"Could it be that the sudden onset of the disease just now was actually a transformation initiated by oneself due to some kind of stimulation?" Fujin began to guess the reason.

The energy, spirit, and cultivation were devoured, but were eventually returned. Although there was a certain loss in quantity, the quality seemed to have been improved, so he called it "transformation."

Just like the ability of Fuxi's broken monument.

The broken monument sucked a lot of his blood, and after refining it, returned him a drop of green blood.

"If this is the truth about the onset of the disease, then my parents..." Fu Jin recalled the past.

His parents in this life were engaged in archaeological work. They traveled around everywhere on weekdays and always had very little time at home.

It wasn't until one time when he followed an archaeological team to a large tomb that he suddenly fell into a coma. Then his body aged rapidly and was difficult to treat. The hospital judged it to be "an unknown congenital genetic disease", which not only changed the fate of the two people. The judgment also marked the final chapter for Fu Jin’s future.

After that, he sold his house in the city and took his parents to seek medical treatment everywhere. In the end, it was all in vain. After watching the old man leave, he also returned to the small courtyard of his hometown to live long-term.

Then he discovered traces of cultivators at the Xishan Mountain Temple, a pre-Qin ruins not far from his hometown, which led to all the events that followed.

If the guess is true and the disease that accelerates aging is not a disease, but a kind of transformation of oneself, then his parents should have passed away after the physical transformation failed.

"Even if it is true, this kind of transformation is too scary and dangerous." The real feeling of being on the verge of death made him really unwilling to experience it a second time. "So, what is the cause of transformation? What can stimulate the body?" Fu Jin looked at the holy tree in front of him.

The holy tree that has lost its fruit still looks extraordinary, with green leaves dripping green and exuding vitality.

"Elixir of immortality?" Fu Jin guessed the answer and thought of his parents again.

The large tomb his parents went to was located deep in Sichuan. According to the news sent by those colleagues later, they found a rare ancient tree in the tomb, which is said to be used to connect the heaven and the earth and help people become immortals. The sacred tree.

build wood.

Fu Jin clearly remembered the name of the sacred tree, because other discoveries in the tomb showed that building trees first appeared in Fu Xi's time.

Because of his understanding of the Fujin family, the colleague jokingly said at the time, "That building wood can be regarded as your family's ancestral property."

"Could it be that Jianmu is also a type of elixir of immortality, and my parents were inadvertently exposed to it, which caused the body to be stimulated and the subsequent changes to occur?" Fujin thought to himself.

The elixir of immortality is a supreme elixir. Even the ancient emperor who took it can live another life.

But when their family came into contact, they showed signs of accelerated aging and rapid death.

If it weren't for the chanting of sutras on the broken stele, awakening him with the heavenly sound of the great avenue, and the guidance of the mysterious power obtained from the ancient bronze coffin, which made the transformation successful and returned everything that belonged to him, I'm afraid he would have really died.

No matter how you look at it, it seems abnormal.

Fortunately, no matter what, he has finally passed this stage.

At least, the so-called congenital disease was not a real disease, but a different physique from normal people, so he could no longer worry about it for the time being.

The boulder that had been weighing on his heart melted away, and Fu Jin felt a little more relaxed. He used more pure attention to sense the scripture that appeared in his heart.

This was narrated by Can Bei, and it was deeply impressed on his heart.

"Xihuang Jing" Wheel and Sea Scroll.

This allowed Fu Jin to get rid of the disappointment that there were no ancient cultivation scriptures in the relics.

"Huang Xi" is another name for Fuxi.

As the great ancient emperor, the ancient scriptures created by Fuxi are naturally genuine imperial-level ancient scriptures.

Fu Jin inherited his bloodline and obtained the ruined ancient artifacts. Together with this ancient scripture, it was enough to prove that he and Emperor Fu Xi had an inseparable connection.

Almost without thinking, he decided to put down the ancient scripture "Purple Zhi Song Jue" that he had obtained with great difficulty, and began to practice this newly acquired ancient scripture.

Even if the "Xihuang Sutra" only contains the Wheel and Sea Scroll.

The scorching sun on the horizon was setting towards the west. Fu Jin had no intention of staying here for a long time and planned to leave and join the others.

He carefully walked out of the spring pool, cleaned up the items dropped in the pool, and took out two mineral water bottles from the backpack on the shore and filled them up.

"I hope it didn't affect the effectiveness of the divine spring." Fu Jin put it in his backpack, took out the clean clothes he had prepared before setting off, put them on, and then returned to the original route.

"I wonder how Ye Zi and the others are doing?"

(End of this chapter)