As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 206 Savage Beast Bones

  By the river bank, the bonfire is crackling, and the aroma of grilled fish is exuding...

   "The taste of this fish is really good!"

Jiang Ming admired and ate with big mouthfuls, like a cow chewing peonies, he had already eaten three grilled fish with their bones attached. He could only feel a strong and pure power in his body, flowing into his limbs and bones, nourishing his physical body and meridians.

In his dantian, the runes on the spirit foundation flickered, frantically absorbing the power from these fishes, and strengthening his spiritual power, Jiang Ming could almost feel that his cultivation base was growing at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye increase…

  However, this is not the most surprising thing for him... After all, these fish are transformed from soul jade, and the main power contained in them is the nourishment of spiritual thoughts.

   While the spirit base was benefiting, Jiang Ming could clearly sense that more power was gathered in the divine sense, making his divine sense rapidly condense and grow at an astonishingly fast speed.

   "The carp transformed from this soul jade is much stronger than the original soul jade..."

  Jiang Ming was both surprised and delighted. After eating these carp, his divine sense would definitely grow to an astonishingly incomparable level, perhaps even some alchemy cultivators could not match it.

   "Wait for me to push my physical and spiritual power to the peak of foundation building... Even if a strong alchemist arrives in person, there is probably a 70% to 80% certainty that I can kill him under the sword."

  He secretly estimated that although he was confident in his own strength, he was not blindly arrogant. The gap between alchemy formation and foundation establishment was like a natural moat. His current methods were too weak and lacked sufficient foundation.

   However, with his Burning Spirit Sutra and Hundred Tribulations Eucharist, if he raises his cultivation level to the peak of Foundation Establishment, no matter what his background is, he will not be afraid of the alchemy cultivator...

   "If my guess is right... this should be that kind of place!"

  Besides, Hei Jian remained silent after the initial mumble to himself, as if he was thinking and probing for something... At this moment, he finally responded.

   "Where?" Jiang Ming asked quickly.

   "The burial place!"

Hei Jian said in a deep voice: "The origin of the Zhenhun River is much bigger than you imagined, it appeared in the last century... Even my master has never found its source, but in some ancient I have seen records about it in the incomparable fragments."

"In those records, the Zhenhun River is suspected to be related to the ultimate secret of life and death, such as Huangquan, the other side, and even reincarnation. There is always a new life."

"It is recorded in a fragmented book that in the deepest part of Zhenhun River, there is a soul that can strangle all spirits in the world, but there is also a glimmer of life... Legend has it that there was an existence of Xeon Invincible, in his old age, in order to live a second life In the world, go deep into Zhenhun River to seek vitality... bury yourself in the depths of Zhenhun River, hoping to be revived here after endless years."

   "This Soul-Suppressing River...is it so big?" Jiang Ming's heart was shaken. He knew that this mysterious river was good, but he never thought that it was related to the other shore and even the great secrets of reincarnation.

  A mystery of this level, even a saint, I am afraid no one will be able to explore it clearly...

Hei Jian continued: "It is said that there are more than one saint-level existence who buried themselves in this river... Saints are the supreme beings who control the avenue of heaven and earth. Their words and deeds can even open up a new world and turn the sea into a mulberry field. , even if that kind of existence dies, the surrounding environment will change for it.”

"The burial place is the mysterious place where the legendary saint was born when he fell in the depths of the Zhenhun River. It does not belong to the world of cultivating immortals and is beyond the realm of things. Almost no one can find it. It has always only existed in legends and deduction... "

   "A great immortal cultivator even once said that the burial place itself is a deduction. No one can prove its real existence. Maybe it's just a fantasy..."

  Jiang Ming was stunned, and then murmured: "Then how are you sure, this is the so-called burial place?"

   "The kind of Dao rhyme lingering between heaven and earth... can't be wrong!" Hei Jian's voice was a little low: "At the end of the last century, I saw Shengyun with my own eyes... The world is silent, and all spirits mourn."

   "This place seems peaceful, and the breath is almost untouchable...but it does exist."

   "That is to say... there is a fallen saint here?" Jiang Ming said in shock.

  He was a little numb. He originally wanted to stay out of trouble, so why did he rush into such a dangerous place out of nowhere?

The living saints are supreme, and the dead saints are equally terrifying. They are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary monks. Once a holy tomb was born, and countless monks went to fight for the opportunity. It killed thousands of monks...

   "Brother Jian, let's study how to get out of here!" Jiang Ming said with a smile.

   "When you held my electric fish just now, you were so timid..."

Hei Jian slandered, but he still said: "Don't worry too much. Since this place really exists, some people's speculations back then should be correct...There should be no such horrible things as saint corpses here, because this entire burial place can be Think of it as a kind of place transformed by the Way of Saints."

   "Every plant, tree, mountain, river, and river here can be regarded as the transformation of a sage... Maybe there are some unknown opportunities here."

   "Even if you want to leave this place, you probably have to go deep into the burial ground... I'm afraid it's impossible to climb up this waterfall again!"

  Jiang Ming was stunned when he heard the words, and then sighed after a while.

   "But first eat up the fish!"

  Jiang Ming then continued to grill the fish, feasting on it while trying his best to refine its strength, his whole body was full of food, and strands of flames burst out from his body.

He really wanted to seal up these fish and take them out of this place to slowly refine them, but this fish was originally formed from soul jade after entering this place, if it turned into soul jade again after leaving this place, it would be a waste of work …

  So even at the cost of losing some essence, Jiang Ming will eat them up here.

   "Brother Jian, you're welcome..." Jiang Ming ate while beckoning Heijian to start.

   "I've refined two, it's enough...it's useless to have more than me!" Hei Jian hung aside, explained, and then fell silent, wondering what he was thinking about.

Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly. Ever since the black sword followed him, he didn't neglect it with delicious food and drink. Today, the golden carp transformed from soul jade is even more extraordinary. It has a wonderful effect on soul consciousness. Have some memories of the past been restored?

  However, Hei Jian didn't take the initiative to mention it, and Jiang Ming didn't ask. During this period of getting along, he felt that this guy was pretty good, so there was no need to get to the bottom of everything.

   "I don't know when it will be able to remember what happened on that star road..." Jiang Ming whispered, now thinking of that star road trip, he still feels a little like in a dream.

  The star road old man should be the top existence among saints, and I don’t know how he will end up in the end, whether there will be a day of goodbye in the future...

   um...

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt a shock in his head, and his whole mind seemed to be trembling violently.

  He quickly looked inward between his brows, and immediately saw an astonishing image.

   In the center of the eyebrows, in a place that is neither virtual nor real, there is a golden light like a blazing sun floating, and strands of light are diffused, flowing to the limbs and bones.

   This golden light is Jiang Ming's divine sense.

  The soul of an ordinary monk has no specific form, and is erratic like a cloud of smoke. Once it encounters an attack against the soul, it is almost powerless to resist.

   And after the soul transforms into the divine sense, it becomes a tangible body, and the gap between the divine soul and the divine sense is like snowflakes and profound ice, which is not an order of magnitude at all.

  Therefore, even if Jiang Ming didn't practice the mystic technique of spiritual thoughts, he could still use his spiritual thoughts to suppress and kill the souls of other foundation-building monks.

  But now Jiang Ming's divine sense has changed again.

  To be precise, it is not the divine sense, but the place where the divine sense is located, which is changing.

Surrounding the blazing sun-like divine sense, there was originally a gray void, as if the world had not yet opened, but at this moment, as Jiang Ming's divine sense burst into light, wherever the golden light went, those gray mist He was retreating quickly...

  Under the divine sense, there seemed to be a piece of water, reflecting the shadow of his divine sense.

  The surface of the water was as clear as a mirror, calm and waveless, and I don't know how deep it was. With the light of divine sense, it expanded rapidly... After about a full stick of incense, the movement of such expansion stopped.

  A mass of golden light hangs above the clear and calm water surface, wisps of mist linger on the water surface, it seems that the light of spiritual thoughts and water vapor are blending and complementing each other.

"this is…"

Jiang Ming was a little puzzled, and felt the transformation of his own spiritual thoughts. If the previous spiritual thoughts were like rootless duckweed, residing in nothingness, now they are more closely connected with himself. The control is more satisfactory.

   "Soul Sea!"

  Muttering to himself, Jiang Ming finally made a final judgment after carefully observing the induction.

In fact, he was aware of what was about to happen as early as when he saw the sudden change in his divine sense... However, when it really happened to him, Jiang Ming was still a little unbelievable, and he didn't dare to confirm it immediately. After careful observation, he dared to Confirm this.

   "Can this be called a burial place? This is obviously a blessed place..." Jiang Ming muttered in a strange tone. He never expected that a sea of ​​souls would be opened up here.

Where mortals set foot on the road of practice, they need to open up the dantian, entrust their spiritual power in it, and all the fruits of the road on the road of practice are in it, whether it is the spiritual vortex in the Qi training period, or the spiritual base in the foundation building period, or even after the alchemy. The golden elixir...

  In addition to the dantian, there is another mysterious place in the body of the immortal cultivator, called the sea of ​​souls.

  The soul of an ordinary monk is like a rootless duckweed, which can only be slowly cultivated and strengthened with the growth of cultivation base. When the soul transforms into divine sense and becomes strong to a certain extent, the power of divine sense can be used to open up the sea of ​​souls.

  From then on, the divine sense is placed in the soul sea, and it complements and coexists with the soul sea, becoming more stable and tough, and able to grow faster.

  In addition, the soul sea itself is also a layer of protection, with various magical functions, it is a mysterious place no less than the dantian, and it greatly promotes the understanding of the Dao and the practice of exercises.

   It's just that opening up the soul sea has always been an extremely difficult task. According to the records in the classics, even among the monks in the alchemy state, only less than 10% of the monks who can condense the spiritual sense can open up the soul sea.

The vast majority of monks can only open up the soul sea in one fell swoop when they break through to the higher Nascent Soul Realm, and take advantage of the opportunity of the broken pill to become a baby, and then the primordial spirit enters the master soul sea, Yuanying sits in the dantian, so he is considered a powerful man with terrifying strength.

  And now Jiang Ming actually opened up the soul sea in the early stage of foundation establishment... This kind of entry is almost unheard of, at least he has never seen such a record in the classics he has read.

   "In the early stage of foundation establishment, the sea of ​​souls will be opened up. When I break through the Nascent Soul, how far can my divine sense grow..."

  Jiang Ming couldn't help thinking about it, and then he caught a glimpse of a few grilled fish on the wooden rack, and quickly ate them all.

  The incomparably pure power penetrated into the sea of ​​souls and merged into the divine sense, immediately making the blazing golden light even brighter, and the whole sea of ​​souls seemed to be lingering with strands of Dao rhyme, making it even more extraordinary.

   "Let's go, look far away!"

  After eating and wiping clean, Jiang Ming also stood up and looked towards the distance of the river. The mountains were stacked, the sky was clear and clear, and there seemed to be bees and butterflies dancing around, like a fairyland outside the world.

  Jiang Ming went down the river, seeing some animals from time to time, rabbits with fiery fur running back and forth in the grass, white horses with wings on their backs leaping across the sky... Countless creatures live in this unworldly place without being disturbed by the outside world.

   "Is this the burial place? Why is it like a fairyland..." Jiang Ming said to himself.

"The burial site is transformed by the saint's Dao fruit, holy body and even will, which represents the avenue of the supreme existence, but it may also entrust some kind of yearning for that existence..." Hei Jian said: "Maybe this fairyland-like place, It is a certain longing place in the heart of this fallen saint."

Jiang Ming was noncommittal, and had no deep meaning to the saint's longing. He just wanted to find out if there was any chance here. If not, he would leave as soon as possible. He has been trapped here. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is like a cage after all. Not a good thing...

   "Huh? What's that?"

Suddenly, Jiang Ming's gaze narrowed slightly, and he saw a gigantic white skeleton standing on top of a strange and jagged rock. It was the wreckage of an unknown beast. fall.

  The skeleton has eight legs and three heads, filled with a wild and ancient atmosphere. The crystal bones shine brightly in the sun, like jade, casting a large shadow.

  He flicked and approached the huge rock, until he got close to the skeleton, only to find that the skeleton was astonishingly large. Jiang Ming stood in front of it like an ant.

   "At least a hundred feet high..."

  Jiang Ming was amazed, looking up at the skeleton, it was like a majestic mountain, even a toe bone was like an extremely thick pillar.

   It’s hard to imagine what a terrifying existence this kind of creature was in life. I’m afraid it could crush a mountain and river with a single step...

   "This is a creature from the last era..." Hei Jian's voice suddenly sounded, with a trace of inexplicable shock.

  (end of this chapter)