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As Chu Junyin took a long breath, Tong Shucheng saw the green pines that were once tall, green and full of life.

As Chu Junyin's breath flowed, it withered in an instant, its branches and leaves turned yellow, and finally turned into ashes.

At the same time, in the beating heart inside Chu Junyin's chest, the blood species gradually took shape.

This is not just the birth of the blood species, it also shows Tong Shucheng why he is a genius.

Tong Shucheng's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty, and the shock on his face was almost frozen.

He recalled his months of hard training, day and night, before he had barely managed to condense the blood seed.

In contrast, Chu Junyin took less than an hour to condense it easily.

This difference in talent was like a chasm that left him far behind.

Moreover, his uncle Tong Cheng also possesses a physique that is most suitable for condensing blood species after being sublimated by Xie San.

This should have been Tong Shucheng's advantage, but in front of Chu Junyin's astonishing talent,

But it seems so vulnerable, like a frog in a well looking up at the vast starry sky, both ridiculous and powerless.

Tong Shucheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The injustice and unwillingness in his heart caused by the comparison quietly dissipated at this moment.

Although this realization was bitter, it also made him realize that
Sometimes the gap between people can be so big that it is impossible to even think of jealousy.

Moreover, in the previous three months, Tong Shucheng also enjoyed the massive resources provided by Chu Junyin.
He was soaked in liquid medicine that strengthened his blood and energies, and ate the flesh and blood of great demons. There were also masters who used spiritual energy to comb the blood and energies in his body every day.

Even so, it was only after three months of unremitting efforts day and night that Tong Shucheng barely reached the threshold of condensing blood species.

On the other hand, as for Chu Junyin, Tong Shucheng simply explained his understanding of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art and taught him the method of condensing blood seeds.

Chu Junyin, without any inheritance or guidance,
Relying solely on Tong Shucheng's narration and his own understanding, he successfully condensed the blood species in just a few sticks of incense.

Chu Junyin stretched his muscles gently. He had never expected that

This seemingly insignificant blood could actually bring about such earth-shaking changes in one's body!
At this moment, it seemed as if there was a torrent surging in his body, and the boiling blood and qi flowed through his limbs and bones.
Nourishing every organ, every bone, and every inch of skin.

Chu Junyin didn't know that the condensation of blood was like a fixed step of a machine, which initially allowed him to enter the natural way.

This kind of forced indoctrination practice allowed him to quickly master the simplified version of the Hongmeng Parasitic Art, but it also deprived him of the process of comprehending the great way of nature.
This will make it extremely difficult for him to truly comprehend the great way of nature in the future, and it will also be difficult for him to make further progress in the Hongmeng Parasitic Art.

After completing the condensation of the blood species, Chu Junyin exhaled a long breath, as if expelling the impurities in his body.

As he slowly stretched out his palm, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist.

Five blood veins as thick as fingers burst out from the blood mist.

They are like snakes spitting out their tongues, extremely flexible, swaying from side to side, ready to strike.

These blood veins seemed to have their own consciousness. They circled and swam in the air, and finally locked onto Tong Shucheng in front of them.

The greedy and rapid swinging was like a beast that had smelled the scent of prey and couldn't wait to devour Tong Shucheng.

At the critical moment when the blood veins were winding like snakes and only a copper plate thickness away from Tong Shucheng,
Tong Shucheng's face had become as pale as white paper, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

There was an indescribable tension and fear in the air, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

At this moment, Chu Junyin suddenly withdrew his blood.

As the blood vessels were withdrawn, Chu Junyin's five fingers were nourished by his strong physique and vast vitality.

It healed in a moment without even a trace of scar left.

Seeing this, Uncle Tong's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he seemed to be exhausted.
He fell directly to the ground, gasping for breath.

Chu Junyin's eyes became unusually bright, without any trace of the evil feeling that had just been revealed.

He stood there, with an upright posture and an otherworldly temperament, like a banished immortal walking in the mundane world.

"My way has been accomplished!"

Chu Junyin whispered to himself.

Although he is not a son of luck or a natural saint with a destiny, he is also a peerless genius in the world.

Chu Junyin had been trapped in the realm of the Venerable for a thousand years simply because of his birth.

When he was in the Tianhai Holy Land, although the talent Chu Junyin displayed was dazzling, it also attracted countless jealousy and suspicion.

In particular, certain forces within the Tianhai Holy Land and the State of Qi, which has close ties with it, are extremely uneasy about Chu Junyin's potential.

They knew very well that once Chu Junyin broke through the realm of the Venerable and entered the realm of God,
With his unique paper-cutting and shadow-drawing skills, he will surely meet no rivals among his peers.

By then, the fate of Qi would be in jeopardy.

Even the Tianhai Holy Land itself may face a situation where it is controlled by the words of Chu Junyin alone, which is undoubtedly a huge threat to the authority and stability of the holy land.

Because of this, the top leaders of Tianhai Holy Land, under the lobbying of Qi State,
Even those elders who were in the divine realm had to be cautious and curb Chu Junyin's growth.

In order to curb Chu Junyin's cultivation and prevent him from continuing to grow stronger in the Holy Land,

They used the power and resources in their hands to weave an intricate web.
He forced Chu Junyin to leave the holy land and voluntarily give up his identity as a Taoist.

But if you only have outstanding talents but no proper instruction and resources,

This means that a genius like Chu Junyin can only be left in obscurity, and his final outcome can only be a loss for Zhongyong.

Chu Junyin believed that in this holy land, no one could match him in terms of talent.

After all, it is the most difficult to practice, and it is a paper-cut shadow painting technique that combines some virtual and real Taoist rhymes, but he has practiced this technique to perfection.

It was this talent that brought him trouble.

In the eyes of those fellow disciples who also aspire to reach the top, Chu Junyin's existence is like a huge rock, suffocating them.

They were jealous, they were fearful, and some even secretly plotted to strangle Chu Junyin, this bright new star, in the cradle.

In the wilderness at night, Chu Junyin laughed wildly. His laughter contained both the joy of relief and the catharsis of the past.

Everyone thought that Chu Junyin was willing to give up his identity as a Taoist and resolutely returned to the State of Chu for the sake of his country and his king.

Little did they know that the truth behind this was far more complicated and darker than what seemed glamorous on the surface.

But now, everything is different.

Chu Junyin finally broke free from the cage that had bound him for a thousand years, like a dragon about to leap into the sea.

His future will be a vast and boundless world where he can roam and gallop freely.

The sea is wide for fish to swim, and the sky is high for birds to fly!
Chu Junyin knew that after obtaining this method, his time had finally arrived.

Tong Shucheng gritted his teeth, not completely sure whether his master Chu Junyin was a man of his word.

He didn't know that after Chu Junyin learned that he had successfully practiced this method,

Will he abide by the previous agreement and let him go, or will he kill him to keep the secret?

Tong Shucheng didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't want to die in obscurity. When Chu Junyin's laughter gradually subsided, Tong Shucheng mustered up his courage and asked with gritted teeth:

"Master, now that you have successfully practiced this immortal technique, it proves that what I said before is true. Is it time to fulfill the agreement between us?"

Chu Junyin heard this and turned his head slightly, moving his eyes away from Tong Shucheng.

He turned to look at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on his face and reflecting a faint smile.

"My disciple, how can you think so badly of your master..."

Tong Shucheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard Chu Junyin's words.

Judging from the fact that the other party wanted to feed him to the fairy spirit just now, he couldn't imagine how good Chu Junyin was.

Although Chu Junyin had almost always responded to Tong Shucheng's requests in the past three months,
That seemingly meticulous care once made Uncle Tong Cheng feel a little grateful.

But just now, the weird aura emanating from Chu Junyin made Tong Shucheng wake up instantly.

He concluded that Chu Junyin must have practiced an extremely evil magic skill.

This aura was completely different from the Chu Junyin he knew before.

Thinking back to the three months he had spent with Chu Junyin, Tong Shucheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He began to suspect that Chu Junyin had no good intentions from the very beginning.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, Chu Junyin regarded him as a human-shaped tonic.

After careful "cultivation", when the time is right, he will be fed to the fairy.

Thinking of this, Tong Shucheng couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to calm his inner panic.

He looked at Chu Junyin in front of him and said, "Then may I ask, Master, when did you find out that I was practicing this method?"

Chu Junyin heard this and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Is this important? From the day I accepted you as my disciple, I told you that I am still very concerned about you, the founding disciple..."

As soon as these words came out, Tong Shucheng's heart sank.
He understood that this meant that he had been noticed by Chu Junyin since the first day he entered the palace.

The fact that Chu Junyin had been able to endure until now and not take action against him immediately must be because what he was plotting was far more than just the small profit at hand.

He then asked, "Master has been so kind to me in the past three months, but is there any special purpose behind this?"

Chu Junyin heard this, tilted his head slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You are not too stupid."

After saying this, a trace of indescribable hatred suddenly flashed in his eyes. That hatred was like a violent storm, surging and surging.
This made Uncle Tong's heart tremble, and he shuddered involuntarily.

He had never seen such strong emotions in Chu Junyin's eyes. The hatred was so deep that it seemed to be able to devour everything.

Chu Junyin sighed deeply, as if he wanted to turn all the resentment of a thousand years into this sigh, and said slowly:

"Have you ever experienced being pushed to the edge of a cliff, with no way out?"

Uncle Tong Cheng stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Chu Junyin did not wait for his answer, and answered his own question: "I am the one who was forced to the cliff."

"A thousand years ago, I was already standing on the threshold of the divine realm. I only need to take a step forward to reach the boundless world."

"At that time, I was devoted to Taoism and was pure and innocent."

“However, things are unpredictable. Just because I believed a threat, I resolutely destroyed my own foundation. From then on, it was difficult for me to break through the divine realm.”

When Chu Junyin said this, his tone was full of regret and remorse.

"At that time, I had only one thought in my mind: as long as I could protect the Chu State, I would not hesitate to die."

"But now it seems that my sacrifice back then has become a waste of time in the eyes of others, and what I got in return was nothing more than a thousand years of imprisonment and humiliation."

Chu Junyin's gaze became deep and distant, as if he had traveled through time and space.

Tong Shucheng listened quietly, without saying a word.

He had captured the key information from Chu Junyin's words.

That is the elders from Qi State inside Tianhai Holy Land.

He once used the lives of countless people in the State of Chu as bargaining chips to put enormous pressure on Chu Junyin, forcing him to abandon his cultivation.

At that time, Chu Junyin had not yet stepped out of the ivory tower of cultivation.
They knew very little about the sinister nature of human nature and the struggle for power, and that is why they fell into this cruel trap.

Chu Junyin did not stop talking, he continued:

"My passionate self-sacrifice at that time did not bring me the results I expected."

"I thought that as long as I obeyed their wishes, Qi would let Chu go. But I didn't expect that all this was just my naive wishful thinking."

"When I came to my senses, although Qi did not take further action against Chu on the surface, Chu was still under their suppression."

"This situation has lasted for a thousand years, and the Chu State has now reached its limit... There is no way out of this situation, and the Chu State will eventually perish."

“It was not until later that I realized that if I had made the resolute decision to break through the Divine Realm.”

"With my strength, Qi State probably won't even dare to breathe, let alone point fingers at Chu State."

"It's a pity...I made the wrong choice!"

Chu Junyin shook his head: "During these thousand years, I have thought of many ways, including practicing magic..."

As he spoke, a hint of blood red flashed in his eyes.

Tong Shucheng immediately thought to himself, "As expected," but he remained calm on the surface.

Chu Junyin said: "But fortunately... the surprise you brought me was not ordinary..."

"Although it has the form of magic, it does not have the substance of magic, and it does not have the side effects of magic. Its power is far greater than any magical power I have ever seen..."

“In the face of this human immortal method, the bottleneck of the divine realm that has troubled me for thousands of years... will no longer exist!”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and looked at Tong Shucheng. The moonlight shone behind him, illuminating Chu Junyin's entire figure clearly:
"I can not kill you, you are still my good disciple."

"After all, it was you who...brought me new hope."

"But in the future, you must not be more than a hundred feet away from me."

Finally I escaped...Tong Shucheng let out a breath and nodded vigorously.

Then, Tong Shucheng thought of something else, and he swallowed his saliva: "Master... the one behind me once said that the transmission of this method needs to be accompanied by the spread of the Human Immortal Sect and Datong..."

Chu Junyin nodded: "It doesn't matter... it's just a mission."

"With this method in hand, let alone preaching... even making people work like slaves for this immortal sect is not a difficult task." (End of this chapter)