Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 286: Luck Stealing Technique, Route
[The Art of Seizing Luck (Level 10): Seize the luck of all heavens and make it your own, replace heaven with yourself, and manipulate the power of heaven.]

A stream of information flooded into Chu Zheng's mind, causing his eyes to brighten instantly.

The introduction to the fortune-stealing technique was extremely simple, but the meaning it conveyed gave Chu Zheng a great shock.

Killing lives and taking away fortune.

The destiny of any living being that dies at his hands will be directly taken away from him and fall on him.

When he first stepped into the seventh level, he also obtained a magical power that could return to the origin and transform the energy of all things into the original energy.

This was originally a barrier specially drawn between the many great ways in order to prevent the outflow of the power of one's own sect.

This kind of aura is extremely exclusive and incompatible with other different paths.

When Chu Zheng tried to merge for the first time, an accident happened. If the panel had not been repaired, he would have almost suffered serious damage.

After a living being dies, these energies will, over time, flow back into their respective sects through other means, but a small portion of their destiny will be lost.

After returning to his original state, for Chu Zheng, both the 'immortal energy' and the 'original energy' were of effect to him. Now with the addition of the fortune-stealing technique, even this destiny would belong to him.

The information contained in this is too shocking.

In other words, he alone can start a dispute among the Daoists. If he kills all the living beings of other Daoist sects and takes all the destiny into his hands, he will be the God of the universe and can redefine some rules and even change the laws of heaven.

At this moment, Chu Zheng already has the opportunity to become as powerful as Daozu, occupying a large amount of destiny by himself, thus entering the realm of eternal supremacy.

However, Chu Zheng is not a cruel butcher and has no interest in killing. It is obviously impossible for him to do such a thing.

The distribution of destiny determines the pattern of the universe.

The power of one person is too weak to change the overall situation, but Chu Zheng now has the possibility to change the overall situation alone.

After coming to his senses, Chu Zheng's face was slightly tense and his heart was a little heavy.

The emergence of the luck-stealing technique did not make him happy, but rather a little uneasy.

All along, he could vaguely feel that someone was paving the way for him.

From the time when he was in the Cangyun Secret Realm, when the Taoist Ancestor taught him the Dharma and obtained the Record of Eternal True Tribulations, to when he first met Zhao Tingxian and learned of his own situation, he seemed to be trapped in a bottomless quagmire, unable to see clearly where the way forward lay.

The origin of this repair panel is also confusing. As the cultivation level increases, this repair panel becomes more and more like a supreme magical power.

Basically all of his high-level magical powers came from this. Even the initial outline of the Great Circulation of Qi was completed by repairing the panel.

After reincarnating in the Cangyun Realm, obtaining a repair panel, and receiving a lot of secret assistance, it was hard for Chu Zheng not to have concerns.

But now, he had no choice but to keep going.

If he abandons the Qi refining method and relies solely on the path to immortality, he won't go far. Judging from the shackles of the creatures in the Cang Yun Realm, the perfection of a true immortal is his limit.

Furthermore, it is impossible for him to abandon the repair panel. The magical powers obtained from the repair panel are exactly the same as those recorded in the Record of Eternal Tribulations. They have nothing to do with the immortal way, and are obviously closely related to the Qi refining method.

Suppressing the confusion in his mind, Chu Zheng stepped into the temple.

The temple is spotless, with a faint scent of incense lingering in the air, and the walls and roof of the temple are tinged with the essence of Taoism.

The statue stands high on the altar. After a hundred years of being nourished by incense, its face has become clearer and more lifelike, and more lifelike than it was more than a hundred years ago.

Although there is only one believer here, Mu Xin's cultivation is not weak. In addition, his faith is pure enough. With daily devout offerings and nurturing, this statue has become somewhat magical.

Mu Xin was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue, meditating attentively. When he sensed something unusual, he suddenly opened his eyes.

After seeing Zheng's face clearly, he was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief: "Dao Jun?!"

After realizing what was happening, he could not hide his excitement. Like a devout believer, he knelt on the ground and paid homage:

"Mu Xin pays respect to Dao Jun!"

Chu Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked up at the statue, and then reacted. As his cultivation improved, his face became closer and closer to his original body. After experiencing several transformations through thunder tribulations, he was almost identical to his original body. It was not surprising that Mu Xin recognized him at a glance.

Chu Zheng had no intention of denying his identity as Daojun. He did not beat around the bush and asked with some doubt, "I told you at the beginning that you could leave after one year. Why are you still here?"

He had spent more than a hundred years in the depths of the tomb and thought that Mu Xin had already left. He never expected that when he returned here, he would still be guarding this temple.

Hearing this, Mu Xin suddenly looked up, his eyes full of thoughts, and gradually connected the person in front of him with the flying corpse before.

For a moment, many speculations flashed through his mind, and finally the most likely one remained.

The flying corpse in front of him should be the spirit of the body of Zhengchu Daojun after his death. That is why he ordered him to enshrine the golden body in the temple.

Thinking of this, Mu Xin did not have time to think about it, and bowed his head and replied: "When I was worshipping the Taoist golden body here, the temple helped me dispel the negative energy in the tomb. I was blessed by your golden body, and my cultivation speed increased a lot. I haven't seen you return for a long time, so I dare not move without permission, so I stayed here."

When the one-year term was up, he thought about leaving, but when he remembered that Chu Zheng had given him an opportunity, he felt a little reluctant. After a little hesitation, he chose to wait for a while.

After a long time, he did not wait for Chu Zheng to return, but after daily offerings, he finally waited for the golden body to become spiritual and show his holiness, which gave him feedback and increased his cultivation speed a lot.

The temple dispelled the negative energy and had the effect of gathering spirits, gradually turning this place into a spiritual place. Over time, Mu Xin stayed in the temple.

Although he was somewhat lonely during these hundred years, he also gained a lot. His cultivation level had advanced from the initial three realms to the middle stage of the fourth realm. He was only one step away from the late stage of the fourth realm.

Compared with his own talent, this speed of cultivation saved at least a hundred years of hard work and nearly doubled it.

For a practitioner, this was a rare opportunity. The time he spent worshipping Zhengchu Daojun in the temple also cleansed his soul and made it calmer. His previously restless mind gradually settled.

Chu Zheng thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I said at the beginning that after one year, I would give you an opportunity."

Having said this, he took out two seventh-tier treasures and pushed them in front of Mu Xin.

A green jade ruler and a small gray bronze bell.

These are the protective treasures that Chu Zheng prepared for himself before entering the tomb. They are the Cold Spirit Ruler and the Soul-Fixing Bell. One is a weapon for killing and the other is for protecting the soul. Picking any one of these two treasures at random is of the highest quality within the seventh rank and is a treasure that is hard to find outside.

However, for Chu Zheng today, it is not surprising that he has no less than a hundred of these treasures in his hands. After becoming an eighth-level restorer, seventh-level treasures are no longer of interest to him.

After thinking for a while, Chu Zheng took out another jade talisman and threw it in front of Mu Xin. This was also obtained from the depths of the tomb. It was a practice method called "The True Secret of the Nine-Star Divine Gang".

Among them is the path to enter the eighth level, which is an extremely rare method of cultivation. The Taixuan Divine Fire Sutra practiced by Chu Zheng's original body is no more than this.

Looking at the treasure in front of him, Mu Xin was stunned for a moment, his pupils dilated unconsciously. After a long while, a look of horror appeared on his face.

He couldn't tell the grade of the two treasures before him, but judging from the oppressive feeling emanating from them, they were much more terrifying than the sect's treasures.

After a long time, Mu Xin reluctantly withdrew his gaze, with a little trepidation in his eyes:

"The Taoist's reward is too generous. Mu Xin dare not accept it without merit."

This opportunity was too great, and for a moment he was a little hesitant to accept it. He did not feel that he had played a big role in Chu Zheng. He was just guarding the gate for more than a hundred years.

This is an astonishingly large amount of money. With this kind of opportunity, there are many people willing to guard the temple for not only a hundred years, but even a thousand or ten thousand years.

"I won't break my promise. Just accept it."

Chu Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly, then asked, "Are you willing to leave with me?"

After leaving the tomb, he wanted to go to the location of the Tianwutong tree. The situation in the Tianwu world was very chaotic, with hundreds of races standing side by side. He needed a guide who knew the way, and Mu Xin was the perfect person for the job.

"Of course, it is my honor that Daojun is willing to take me with him."

Mu Xin did not dare to refuse too much, and put away the two treasures with slightly trembling hands. When he touched the jade talisman, his heartbeat became unbalanced again and began to accelerate uncontrollably.

He had only heard of this level of cultivation method through rumors. What he practiced was already the top-level technique within his sect, but it was still far inferior to the Nine-Star Divine Art.

"The entrance to the tomb is about to be closed. If you have any old friends or relatives in the tomb, you can send a message to them and ask them to leave the tomb as soon as possible, otherwise they will die."

Remembering what Jian Twelve had said before, Chu Zheng spoke up to remind him that no living being in this tomb would know this news in advance, as it was top secret.

Jian Twelve has helped him a lot, and Chu Zheng will not get too involved in this matter. What's more, a terrifying giant in the mythological realm is involved behind it. It is already the limit for him to reveal this news to Mu Xin.

Hearing this, Mu Xin was suddenly startled, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he quickly shook his head and said:
"I accidentally entered this tomb when I was out training. Before I had time to meet my friends, I was brought here by the Taoist Master. My master's sect is very far away from here, and there are very few disciples here."

"In that case, it couldn't be better."

Chu Zheng nodded slightly. This way, a lot of trouble was saved.

"Dao Jun, this temple..."

Mu Xin looked around, a little hesitant. He had stayed here for more than a hundred years and had become accustomed to it. He was actually a little reluctant to leave suddenly.

"Just stay here."

Chu Zheng pondered for a moment, then drew a stream of incense and prayer power from the starry sky and injected it into the statue to maintain the spirituality of this golden body.

Fortunately, he already has hundreds of millions of believers in the Chaos Sea. With the nourishment of their incense and vows, his magic will not be lost even if no one worships him for the next few thousand years.

Leaving this temple behind would also provide Chu Zheng with an anchor. Even if the tomb was closed, after he left, he would be able to know some of the situations in the tomb through this golden body.

After taking a glance at the temple, Chu Zheng said nothing more. He turned around and walked out of the temple. Mu Xin silently stood up and followed him.

After leaving the temple, Chu Zheng tore open a space channel and took Mu Xin away from the plain where the temple was located and entered a desolate valley.

He found a corner where few people went and dug a sinkhole, buried a round bead and a delayed message.

Naturally, Chu Zheng could not tell Jian Twelve directly about leaving the tomb as it would bring unnecessary trouble, so he could only leave without saying goodbye.

Two days later, this message will be delivered to Jian Twelve.

As for the round bead, he refined it by imitating the technique of melting beads. It contained some of the original energy that he had refined in recent days. This thing was of great use to all creatures except those of the immortal and martial arts.

The same is true for Sword Twelve. Chu Zheng has tried it himself and it has brought significant benefits to his cultivation.

After doing all this, Chu Zheng did not stay any longer and took Mu Xin all the way to the entrance of the tomb.

Compared to when he came here, his cultivation had increased a lot. In less than half a day, he passed through the torn space at the entrance of the tomb and returned to the Tianwu Realm.

The moment he left the tomb, Chu Zheng felt a little uncomfortable. It was noon outside and the concentration of Yin Qi between heaven and earth had decreased a lot. Chu Zheng felt the abundant Yang Qi again.

"If we want to go to Tian Wutong, how do we get there?"

Chu Zheng was not in a hurry to leave, but turned around and asked Mu Xin.

"From here to Tian Wutong, there is still a long distance, but we can't cross it. It will pass through the territories of many sects and tribes. If we don't notify in advance, we will get into trouble."

After Mu Xin pondered for a moment, he came up with a plan and said in a deep voice: "Daojun, can you follow me back to the mountain gate first? I will ask the elders in the sect to help me plan something and choose a shortcut."

The distribution of power within the Tianwu Realm is extremely chaotic, with hundreds of races and numerous sects. The strength of the human race is only in the middle.

Among the many Taoist sects, there are ten major ones that are the most prosperous. Every Taoist master has entered the supreme realm and is only one step away from the realm of eternal mythology.

Among all the worlds where Chu Zheng incarnated and experienced tribulations, the foundation of Tianwu Realm is the strongest, without a doubt.

Taoist traditions are not divided by the groups of living creatures, but by the methods they practice. For example, the Divine Phoenix Sect, which ranks tenth, has a leader who is a giant monster in the form of a divine phoenix.

Even so, there are still many powerful human beings who rely on him, practice magic, and even use secret methods to transform themselves into half-demon bodies, insert feathers on their bodies, and take pride in it.

There are two sides to every coin, there is yin and there is yang. There are also some humans who are unwilling to go along with other races and are extremely hostile to alien species. The situation of this part of the human race in the Tianwu Realm is not easy, and they have some grudges with many ethnic groups and sects.

Because the relationships between the various forces are too complicated, with Chu Zheng's current identity as a Yin corpse, rushing around with Mu Xin, a human, would easily cause trouble, so he needs to make long-term plans.

(End of this chapter)