Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Chapter 209 Spiritual Seed Path
On the altar, the talisman light is pervasive, the aura of the avenue is transpiring, and the vicissitudes of the Taoist rhyme are gradually permeating from the center of the altar...

In Dao Yun, an item is gradually becoming clear.

"What's the origin of this altar?" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered with astonishment.

Although he couldn't understand those complicated and vast dao rhymes, he could vaguely see that the altar was using its own thousands of dao rhymes to forcibly create and sacrifice something.

"The secret of the world of cultivating immortals seems to be far deeper than imagined!"

Jiang Ming thought to himself, he originally thought that the birth and death of the era, the birth and death of the emptiness, were the greatest catastrophe and mystery in the world of cultivating immortals, but now it seems that this extremely ancient altar seems to have passed through many eras, and it obviously has the power to cross the era. The ability to rob...

But it seems that there is something wrong with this altar now, and it is dormant in this burial place of saints. Is there anything more terrifying than the Great Calamity of the Era?
"However, these are still too far away from me now...Maybe after tens of millions of years, when I can stand at the peak of the world of cultivating immortals, I am qualified to completely reveal these secrets..."

Hey~
With a soft sound, like a jade falling to the ground, all the Dao Rune lights retreated quickly and submerged into the altar again. It seemed that the sacrifice had been completed, and only the center of the altar was left. Something less than the size of a fist fell on the ground, shrouded in clear light, Some can't see clearly.

"It's so full of vitality..."

Jiang Ming came back to his senses, with shock in his eyes. He was still more than ten feet away from the object, and he felt that his whole body was being baptized by a strong vitality, and his whole body was 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, the light gradually faded away, revealing the original appearance.

This is a round and simple cyan seed. There are streams of lights on the surface from time to time. When Jiang Ming looked carefully, he seemed to see countless talismans of light and Taoism contained in the stream of light, as vast as a sea of ​​stars.

"Immortal Source Light actively released its breath for the first time, is it for this thing?"

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered. Even if he couldn't see the origin and use of this seed, he knew it was extraordinary, perhaps surpassing all the treasures in the world.

Just when he was in a daze, the seed in his hand suddenly changed, and the whole seed turned into thousands of streamers of light, which quietly melted into his palm.

Jiang Ming felt a mysterious and vast force rapidly flowing through his body along his meridians, and finally gathered in his dantian.

thump~
With a deep sound coming from his body, Jiang Ming felt his dantian tremble violently, almost splitting open.

He quickly looked inside his dantian, and suddenly saw something extra on the bare spirit base, which was the seed he picked up from the altar.

But at this time, the divine light of this seed was spreading, and strands of roots were spreading out, taking root in his spirit foundation.

chi chi~
Jiang Ming has practiced for more than [-] years, and the spiritual base that has undergone several transformations and tempering should be extremely tough, but now it has become a little fragile under the spread of the seemingly weak and delicate roots. Cracks were pierced one by one, like the soil that had been gouged out, half of the seeds were buried in the spirit foundation...

"What's going on?" Jiang Ming was extremely surprised. He had never heard of such an accident happening to the spiritual base of any immortal cultivator.

The spiritual foundation is the original foundation of a cultivator, and all Dao fruits are carried on it, and no accidents can be tolerated. Even if it is a sacrificial artifact, at most it only uses the Dao rhyme of the spiritual foundation to gradually accumulate and refine it.

No immortal cultivator has ever dared to destroy his own spiritual base, let alone accommodate other things to blend with the spiritual base...

However, from the moment Jiang Ming got the seed until now, there has been no movement from the Immortal Source Light, which also reassures Jiang Ming. It seems that such a change is not a bad thing. Maybe this seed with an amazing origin is of great benefit to his practice. .

Immediately, he sensed carefully, and found that the seed was absorbing the original spiritual power in his spiritual base, like absorbing nutrients, stored in the seed, perhaps to accumulate strength for germination...

However, while absorbing spiritual power, the seeds also diffused a vast and boundless Dao rhyme. After blending with the spirit foundation, Jiang Ming was shocked to find that when he built the foundation, the vague avenue runes inscribed on the spirit foundation had some Seems to be clearer...

And the few broken and incomplete runes seem to have been vaguely filled...

"This kind... is so powerful?" Jiang Ming took a deep breath, and finally confirmed that he had got something extraordinary.

The avenue runes on his spiritual base are obtained from the afterglow of the catastrophe, and they are the original dao rhyme of heaven and earth. Even saints dare not say that they can fully understand them. It is a battle for ordinary monks to touch some occasionally. A rare opportunity in the world.

Like Jiang Ming, it was almost impossible for a saint to smelt hundreds of fragments of the avenue into the spiritual foundation, even when the foundation was established when he was young.

These fragments of the Dao can help Jiang Ming practice and help him realize the Tao, but it is limited to this. Jiang Ming will not become a saint, and may never be able to understand these runes, let alone fill them up, or engrave the fuzzy runes clearly. of.

And this mysterious seed has just been planted in his spirit foundation, and it has brought him such great benefits... If it grows completely one day...

"Maybe I can fill up all of these incomplete avenue runes on my spiritual foundation?" Jiang Ming's heart trembled, thinking of a possibility that even he was a little shocked.

All the scriptures in this world are entrusted in the Dao of Heaven and Earth. If Jiang Ming can engrave a complete rune of the Dao on the spiritual foundation one day, with a wave of his hand, there will be a terrifying and powerful spell...

"That's right, it seems that it's not a matter of a day or two for this kind of seed to grow up... just be patient." Jiang Ming observed for a while, and found that the seed had been completely silent after the initial change. I don't know when it will germinate.

"But fortunately, I have more time..." Jiang Ming said to himself.

wow~
But in the place where Jiang Ming didn't notice, the seed that had been dormant in the depths of his spiritual foundation, at this time, a trace of extremely weak and strange Dao rhyme quietly flowed out, blending with the thousands of Dao rhymes lingering around it. One, almost indistinguishable...

The dao rhyme flowed out along the roots, spread towards Jiang Ming's spirit base, and soon succeeded, infiltrating into Jiang Ming's spirit base a little without causing any changes.

In the depths of Jiang Ming's consciousness, the eternal source of light floats and sinks quietly in a place that is neither virtual nor real, without any reaction...

The dao rhyme stopped for a moment, as if it was probing, and then found that it did not cause any reaction, as if it suddenly became more courageous, and spread to the deeper part of the spirit base.

Vaguely, a hint of ferocity circulated within this dao rhyme, as if it contained the bloody breath of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

Soon, it gradually spread from the surface of the spirit foundation to the inside, and took root deeper, trying to penetrate Jiang Ming's entire spirit foundation.

During this whole process, the Immortal Source Light didn't move at all, as if it didn't notice it at all, which made this fierce dao rhyme seem a little bolder, and penetrated faster...

Finally, the ferocious Daoyun completely pierced through Jiang Ming's spirit foundation, rooted down from the top of the spirit foundation, penetrated into the deepest part, and reached the opposite side under Jiang Ming's spirit foundation...

Call ~
The gray chaotic mist lingered on the back of the spirit foundation, like an endless chaotic deep space, calm and silent, churning endlessly, as if detached from the outside world, never paying attention to the disturbances on the front of the spirit foundation.

The fierce dao rhyme froze for a moment, as if he was a little dazed, as if he had never seen the opposite side of the spirit foundation of a cultivator, this was the case.

On the other side of the spirit foundation, it should be a dark and lonely area, with nothing, how could there be such chaotic mist, what is this...

The ferocious Daoyun trembled slightly, and this calm and silent chaotic mist seemed to make it a little frightened from the source... This kind of fright was not because it was forced to subdue the unreasonable domineering existence of the immortal source light, but rather Just like meeting a natural enemy, even before being tested and collided, I can't help but want to surrender.

If Fierce Daoyun has a clear consciousness, it must want to ask at this moment, what kind of monster is this body...

But this is the end of the matter, there is no way out for this fierce Dao Yun.

boom……

The next moment, a heart-shattering bloody ferocity suddenly erupted from this fierce dao rhyme, and was about to sweep the entire spirit base and occupy this body.

And just when this fierce dao rhyme was about to erupt, Jiang Ming's spirit foundation was also shaken slightly at this moment.

The chaotic mist that seemed to be calm and calm, suddenly transpired and leaped, and strands of chaotic flames rose from the depths of the mist, as if they were disturbed by outsiders...

"Huh?" Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, he was about to leave, why did something happen again.

He hurriedly looked inside the spirit foundation again, and saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw strands of chaotic flames constantly emerging from under the seed that had just been buried in his spirit foundation, lingering around the seed, burning extremely fiercely...

"What happened?"

Jiang Ming was a little surprised. These chaotic flames were not transformed by the bundle of dry firewood given to him by the old man of Xinglu back then. They turned into a cloud of chaotic mist and lay dormant on the back of his spirit foundation. Interested, let's get angry here?

Jiang Ming quickly checked the back of the spirit foundation, and he found that the chaotic mist was rapidly seeping into the spirit foundation from the back, rushing to the front of the spirit foundation, and gathering towards the seed.

chi chi~
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 spirit base...

Boom boom~
Under the impact of that pure spiritual power, Jiang Ming's cultivation base suddenly exploded at this moment, and it rose sharply in an extremely violent and ferocious way.

The initial stage of foundation establishment, which originally required dozens or hundreds of years of cultivation, was quickly rushed to the peak, and then directly broke through the bottleneck, and entered the middle stage of foundation establishment in one fell swoop...

Immediately, the momentum of the explosive growth of the cultivation base continued unabated, soaring all the way in the middle stage of foundation establishment, until it almost reached the end of the middle stage of foundation establishment, 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, the increase in cultivation was real.

Although his talent has improved a lot, this wave of relics has also robbed... Bah, a lot of natural treasures and miraculous medicines have been crowdfunded, but even if he pours the medicine every day, if he wants to rely on hard work to reach the peak in the middle stage of foundation establishment, at least ten years will be required. several years.

Now, in just a split second, his cultivation has soared to this point. This is not a pie in the sky...

"Hmm... But this spiritual power seems to contain some kind of ferocity, which doesn't match my peace-loving temperament... It's okay, just practice it a few more times in the future."

Jiang Ming sensed it carefully for a moment, and felt relieved. This wave of improvement in cultivation was very stable, and there were almost no flaws, which showed that the quality of these sources of spiritual power was amazing. Even such a fierce improvement did not leave any future troubles.

However, Jiang Ming immediately discovered that after his cultivation base increased, the changes in the dantian did not stop, and the chaotic mist on the back of the spirit base still did not stop burning and melting the mysterious seed.

Wisps of chaotic mist rushed into the front from the back of the spirit base. While burning the seeds with flames, wisps of chaotic mist also slowly infiltrated into it.

The cyan seed whose halo was flowing before is also slowly changing at this time, the halo is introverted, and it becomes a little gray, as if returning to the original...

This situation is like these chaotic mist, found a suitable residence, transformed it to be suitable for living, and moved to it.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this altar as fierce as Heijian said..." Jiang Ming became more and more satisfied with the altar under his feet, and squatted down to pat the surface: "Brother, it's really interesting, giving such a powerful seed, and it's worth it." Send me to improve my cultivation base... Don't thank me for your kindness, feel free to come to me for anything in the future, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you!"

bang...

The altar seemed to be furious, and there was a sudden shock. Jiang Ming flew up in all directions, fell from the altar, and fell on the grassland outside.

"The temper is so hot..." Jiang Ming almost fell into a dog's shit, and then turned his head to look, and found that the light and mist around the altar had completely dissipated, and the entire altar returned to the original silence, and there was no more movement.

Jiang Ming even felt that the altar had become a little ethereal, illusory and real, it seemed a little distant, and he wanted to distance himself from himself...

"Do good deeds without expecting anything in return, know how to keep a sense of distance...you are really a good person!"

Jiang Ming admired sincerely.

"Brother...you are not dead?" Hei Jian flew over from a distance, and asked in surprise, "What danger did you encounter on the altar?"

Jiang Ming quickly shook his head in displeasure: "You are not allowed to say that about Brother Tai, he is a good man!"

wow...

Jiang Ming was in a trance for a while, and the figure of the altar became more vague, as if at the end of the fog, it was already a little unclear.

"Okay, next... it's time to find a way to leave this place!" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, raised his black sword, turned and strode away...

(End of this chapter)