I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 77 The only true god, Yaochen helps

The inheritance of Zhuofeng is embodied in the plants, trees, rocks and springs on Zhuofeng, integrating the mystery of the natural way into all things nature.

If the humble peak is not lost, the inheritance will not be lost.

And that one of the nine secrets known as the Supreme Immortal Technique, the secret of the word "Ji", has become a seed of vitality, hidden deep under the surface of Zhuofeng.

After the inheritance of Zhuofeng appeared in the world, Fujin's longevity physique seemed to have become an ancient tree on Zhuofeng. Countless roots penetrated deeply and directly sensed the seed with rich vitality, attracting it.

Suddenly a supreme secret appeared in his heart.

The word "all" is secret.

Fu Jin obtained this supreme secret technique.

The silvery gauze-like pollen on his body dissipated and he woke up.

Zhang Wenchang, who saw the inheritance with him, was still in the intertwined node of Tao and rhyme. He closed his eyes, immersed himself in it, and accepted the complete Zhuofeng inheritance, the natural Tao.

"Senior Li." Fu Jin saw the old man not far in front of him and quickly stepped forward to salute.

He was able to obtain this secret technique thanks to the old man not deliberately blocking it.

"Your physique is very special." Li Ruoyu said with divine light flowing in his cloudy eyes:

"Although its essence is not as strong as the ancient holy body's qi and blood and its physical body, it can sense the nature of all things and the vitality of vegetation."

This was a physique he had never seen before, and he was truly a suitable candidate for cultivating the natural path.

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"The fact that you did not easily take out the secret technique with the help of external force is enough to show your fate with Zhuofeng. I hope this secret technique can be helpful to you." Li Ruoyu looked kind and did not even make Fu Jin swear that he would never tell anyone about it.

"Senior Li, I" Fu Jin, who had taken advantage of him in vain, looked coy and was about to say something, but saw Li Ruoyu wave his hand.

"Stay at Zhuofeng with peace of mind!"

As the words fell, the old man's figure disappeared from sight.

It took a long time for Zhang Wenchang to wake up after receiving the complete inheritance.

"what happened?"

Seeing Zhang Wenchang's confused look, Fu Jin shook his head.

"Go back and talk."

The two of them had a great opportunity. Although Fu Jin did not have time to observe the inheritance of the Natural Dao, he still gained a lot of experience based on the Tao charm he sensed at the beginning.

He took out an object the size of a pigeon egg. It was as crystal clear as amber, with divine light flowing and exuding the breath of life.

source.

He got this from Elder Chen of Jade Cauldron. Although it is not big in size, its value is extremely high.

With the technique running, Fu Jin began to refine this source. The majestic life essence rolled in, without any waste, and was absorbed by him.

The cultivation techniques of the Taoist Palace Scroll of the Ancient Sutra of Immortality are quite different from other ancient sutras.

Although the five internal organs and five qi are also sensed, it starts with the divine treasure of the liver, stimulating the wood qi, nourishing and refining the gods, and then according to the mutual development of the five elements, using the divine treasure of the liver to refine the heart, spleen, lungs, kidneys and other divine treasures God, accommodates the five elements, cultivates into the only true god, and lives forever.

In other words, even if Fu Jin breaks through to the fifth level of the Dao Palace, there will only be one god in the Dao Palace. Compared with the monks who have all five gods, they will inevitably lack a few means.

Fu Jin didn't care about this.

Compared with the ancient holy body in the Taoist Palace that could not give birth to gods, it is not unacceptable for him to have a god.

And once the five elements are complete, the strength of this immortal god will definitely be extraordinary, far superior to others.

With the refining of the essence in the source, the Dao Palace gods did not change much except for their aura increasing a bit.

"One source is far from enough." Fu Jin frowned, but he didn't have any extra sources in his hand.

However, although there is no source, there is still a divine object in him that contains a huge amount of life essence.

Fu Jin's attention fell on Lun Hai.

The small vermilion gourd is suspended in the sky above the Life Spring. Being nourished by the divine power of the Life Spring, the three golden flames on the gourd are burning more and more fiercely.

Nine-turn elixir.

Even if it is just a fragment of a semi-finished product, the life essence contained in it is far higher than the source, or even the divine source.

What's more, the main medicine of the elixir is the elixir of immortality, which contains immortal substances. According to the reminder of the Void Mirror God, if the immortal body wants to grow, it needs to be integrated into the magic medicine and divine objects again.

"Try it first."

Thinking of this, Fu Jin came to the quiet room of the back cave and blocked the stone door. He communicated with the broken stele and swayed a hazy light to cover himself to prevent others from detecting him. Then he rushed out a blue light from the liver's divine treasure and disappeared. The vermilion gourd rolled up a piece of medicine residue dust the size of a grain of rice and returned to the Taoist palace.

The gods directly refine it with Tao power.

The surging life essence is like a vast sea, submerging the ancient Taoist palace in the divine treasure.

The sound of chanting rang out in the Taoist palace, calming the waves of energy for the gods to refine.

The power of a body is growing rapidly.

But I don't know if it's because the dregs of the medicine are too small. There is no immortal substance retained in it, and it can't help strengthen my body.

Fu Jin was not in a hurry, he concentrated on refining his essence, his cultivation level increased rapidly, and he soon reached the critical point.

The gods were about to move and wanted to enter the Dao Palace in another divine treasure, but were forcibly suppressed by Fu Jin.It has not been long since he broke through to the Dao Palace. If he rushes to advance to another level, his foundation will inevitably be unstable and his future achievements will be affected.

"It still takes some time to settle." Fu Jin put down the Ancient Sutra of Immortality and began to comprehend the ancient sutras he had obtained in the past.

"Purple Zhi Ge Jue", "Xihuang Sutra" Wheel and Sea Scroll, "Great Cave Sutra", incomplete "Lingxian Miao Sutra", etc.

Unknowingly, he had accumulated several ancient scriptures on his body, enough to make countless people jealous.

At this time, he was standing in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, with a different angle. When he read these ancient scriptures again, he had a different understanding. Even the "Xihuang Sutra" had some insights.

Fu Jin finally figured out what he was missing.

The secret method of the Holy Body can be re-established in every secret realm.

However, this secret method has to wait until Ye Fan goes to the small world of King Qingjiao and obtains it from the remains of the Holy Body, and Pang Bo is still there.

If necessary, Fu Jin really does not want to meet the demon clan again, not only because of everything that happened in the deep valley, but also because of his current identity.

As a descendant of the human race's powerful Nangong Zheng, if he breaks into the demon clan's territory, he is afraid that it will cause a lot of fighting and add a lot of danger.

After a few days, Nangong Zheng, who went to the Ji family of the ancient family, appeared in Taixuanmen with Ye Fan.

"Master." Fu Jin quickly stepped forward and asked with concern:

"How about it, is the Ji family willing to settle this grudge?"

Now that Ye Fan has returned safely, the guess should be solved.

"After I vowed not to spread the secrets of the Ji family, the head of the Ji family is willing to let go of this matter." Ye Fan said proactively.

Not only was he willing to let go, but because he saved Ji Ziyue's life, he planned to repay him with generous gifts, but he rejected all of these, so there was no need to say it again.

But Nangong Zheng, who came forward to resolve the conflict, was not so optimistic. For the sake of Ye Fan's previous gift to Yuan Gen, he warned:
"The head of the Ji family promised not to pursue the case, but there are many members of the Ji family, and it is inevitable that they will have different intentions. We still have to be careful of others taking advantage of this to cause trouble."

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me. I will definitely be careful, junior." Along the way, Ye Fan has experienced many dangerous people and has never let down his guard.

"The headmaster of Taixuan Sect asked me to explain. You guys can stay here for now." Nangong Zheng waved his sleeves and headed towards the main peak of Taixuan.

At this time, Zhang Wenchang also woke up from his meditation practice of comprehending the Zhuofeng inheritance, and the three of them gathered together.

"It's a pity that there are some drinks missing." Among the ruins, a bonfire was lit, and Ye Fan rolled the rabbit meat roasted until it was golden brown, and said with some regret.

When Zhang Wenchang heard this, he fumbled in his sleeves for a while, took out a dusty earthen jar, and put it in front of him.

"What I found in the back mountain cave should have been left by senior Zhuofeng."

Fu Jin rummaged around in the copper stove, took out three jade wine bowls, and handed them over.

Zhang Wenchang opened the jar, and a refreshing aroma gushed out. He was already a little drunk before he took a swig, and he poured three bowls of wine in a daze.

The wine is amber in color, crystal clear, and as cold as ice. As soon as it enters the stomach, a biting cold air surges first, and then gradually becomes warm, until it burns like a raging fire. Even Fu Jin, who has the highest level of cultivation, can't help but feel his cheeks. reddish.

"Good wine."

The moonlight was sultry, the bonfire was swaying, and the three strangers looked at the starry sky and the other shore in the distance. They raised their glasses and clinked them together to drink away their sorrows.

After several rounds of pushing cups and changing cups, Zhang Wenchang, who has always been steady, burst into tears.

As a friend, Fu Jin certainly knew what Zhang Wenchang was thinking. His family was his only concern, unlike him who was alone. During the years when his parents were ill, even his relatives gradually moved away, and he didn't miss him at all.

Neither of them asked any questions and allowed Zhang Wenchang to vent his sorrows loudly until he was extremely drunk.

"Can you really go back?" Ye Fan, who has always been determined, also looked up to the sky at this time, as if he saw his parents whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Of course." Fu Jin said firmly, his eyes were clear, and he was not drunk at all.

Ye Fan has not forgotten the way to go back.

Five-color altar.

But how to set off again and set the next stop as the earth was something he didn't understand.

Although Fu Jin knew it, with everyone's current level of cultivation, forcing them to board the five-color altar and cross the starry sky would only lead to their death in vain.

"Is there anyone in Clumsy Peak? I'm here under the order of Senior Brother Hua." The two clinked glasses and talked, and there was a voice from outside the mountain.

"I'll go take a look." Hearing the voice of the visitor, Ye Fan turned into a divine rainbow and rushed straight out of the mountain.

Just as Fu Jin put down his wine cup, he heard a shout.

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Ye, don't do anything. If you have anything to say, please talk to me. Senior Brother Hua invited you to the banquet."

After a while, Ye Fan returned with an invitation in his hand.

"Xingfeng Hua Yunfei."

"This person is very strong. I have heard people say that even the Ji family's Divine King Body took a lot of effort to defeat him." Ye Fan looked solemn and did not appear to be drunk at all.

"What banquet did he invite you to?" Fu Jin was naturally not unfamiliar with Hua Yunfei's name.

This is a powerful but unfortunate man whose outcome was doomed from the beginning, born only to achieve the success of others.

"Not just me, but your name too."

　Thanks to book friends Don’t Want to Become a Joke and Li Nobel for the reward! ! !

　　
　
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