Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

“The power within this cave is extremely strange!” Wu Yuankui tested the black and white energies with two spiritual artifacts and a magical treasure, shaking his head with a solemn expression.

“Can't we enter?” Zhang Yuanjing asked anxiously.

“You definitely can't.” Wu Yuankui gazed at the cave entrance, a determined look in his eyes. “If I use a Vajra Talisman, I'd have a fifty percent chance!”

“Fifty percent?” Zhang Yuanjing knew his senior brother too well. The so-called 'fifty percent' actually meant that life and death were in the hands of fate, success or failure depended on heaven. “Absolutely not!”

“We've already come this far, we have to try!” Wu Yuankui said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

“Senior brother, let me go first.”

Zhang Yuanjing felt as if he had been pushed hard, staggering forward two steps. A look of confusion appeared in his eyes, which soon turned into understanding. “The power of Thick Earth seems to be extremely eager for the strange power at the cave entrance. It's pushing me forward with all its might!”

“What? Eager for that strange power?” Wu Yuankui looked at Zhang Yuanjing suspiciously, feeling that this might just be an excuse.

However, Zhang Yuanjing wasn't asking for his agreement. After saying that, he strode towards the cave entrance entwined with black and white energies, stepping into it before Wu Yuankui could react.

In an instant, as if time and space had turned, he entered a mysterious passage, held in place in the air by some powerful force, unable to advance or retreat.

Then, a tearing force drilled into his body, and the piercing pain made him scream instantly. He tried to mobilize the power of Thick Earth to resist the violent force, but it was useless. The tension generated from the void was the great power of creation that tore open space and created the passage. How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator resist it?

This power ignored everything about him, arbitrarily breaking through the barriers of meridians and acupoints, pouring into every part of his body, and incidentally opening up some previously stagnant and blocked meridians. This power gathered more and more, constantly expanding, bulging all the meridians to the extreme, like balloons inflated to the point of bursting.

This process, seemingly slow, was actually completed in an instant.

Zhang Yuanjing had fearlessly entered this space, originally determined to explore the path for his senior brother, even at the cost of his life. As for the Thick Earth power's eagerness, he didn't take it to heart. Even if the Thick Earth power became stronger again, what use would it be? He was at most a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, how much stronger could he become? He would still be just an ant in front of a Nascent Soul True Person.

There is great terror between life and death, but also great opportunities, often just one of thousands of thoughts, fleeting in an instant. This is also the way of heaven and earth's creation, no matter how dangerous, it will leave a trace of life.

Zhang Yuanjing, who had been foolish all his life, suddenly had a moment of clarity at this time, and noticed a trace of abnormality amidst all the pain. In the meridians where the Thick Earth power was operating, the power of creation seemed to be somewhat dissolved, unlike in other places where it raged without restraint, wanting to burst out of his body. It was this abnormality that gave his body a slight buffer, and prevented it from exploding instantly like the demon beast that the Wen family cultivator used to explore the path.

This flash of inspiration was like a life-saving straw, giving him hope.

He mobilized the little bit of magic power he could, rushed it into the meridians of his arm, and taking advantage of the moment when the inexplicable great power slightly retreated, he stretched out his hand, took out the Sophora Flavescens herb from the storage bag, and sucked with all his might, drawing half a strand of wood energy into his body, and pushing it into the meridians where the Thick Earth Nourishing Qi Technique was operating.

At this time, the various spiritual powers in this meridian had been squeezed to the extreme by the power of creation. Stimulated by the wood energy, the fire spiritual power burst open instantly, burning all the earth and water spiritual powers in the meridian, as well as a trace of the power of creation, into nothingness. It seemed that nothing remained, nor did anything new arise.

The power of creation, which was originally rampaging in the meridians, did not take the opportunity to occupy the vacuum left after the burning, but instead slightly restrained itself, giving up a little space.

After an extremely long moment, a very faint aura slowly appeared in this vacuum. As soon as this aura appeared, the power of creation in the meridian shrank back by half.

After another moment, it was as if smoke was rising in an empty room in the meridian, and wisps of aura continued to emerge, merging with the first wisp of aura, turning into a strand of mysterious yellow spiritual power, as solid as iron, and moving like a dragon. Wherever it went, the power of creation retreated, and the original Thick Earth power was absorbed and slowly integrated into it.

The mysterious yellow spiritual power broke through the obstruction of the power of creation all the way, and went straight into the dantian, sweeping away all the Thick Earth power within the dantian, and trapping the power of creation that was raging everywhere in the dantian, preventing it from causing harm. Only then did it separate a wisp of aura, wander out of the meridian, and return to the roots of the Sophora Flavescens herb.

The Sophora Flavescens herb was suddenly raised by an inch by the impact of this aura. The blue patterns all over its body shone brightly and fluttered as if about to fly. Its quality had vaguely improved by a level.

The Sophora Flavescens herb was originally a fourth-grade spiritual herb, but at this time, it was only nourished by a wisp of mysterious yellow spiritual power, and its quality had risen to the fifth grade, completely breaking through its own limits. This also meant that the current Thick Earth power had undergone a qualitative leap compared to the original, and could allow natural treasures to break through their limits and reach a completely new level.

Zhang Yuanjing had already practiced the Thick Earth Nourishing Qi Technique to the eighth level, reaching the highest level of his current cultivation. Compared to the Thick Earth Moving Qi Technique, his Thick Earth Nourishing Qi Technique still had a ninth level, which could only be achieved in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

However, the new Thick Earth power produced at this time was essentially different from the Thick Earth power that the Thick Earth Nourishing Qi Technique could produce. Therefore, his cultivation technique could be said to have become a completely new cultivation technique.

Although he had not escaped the dangerous situation, Zhang Yuanjing could not help but have a question pop up in his mind: "What should I call it?"

The power of creation seemed to be produced by the mutual impact of heaven and earth spiritual power and the power of the void. Two old forces disappeared, and a new force was produced, which embodied the essence of heaven and earth's great path of endless life and the creation of all things.

"I'll call you Thick Earth Transformation Technique!"

As if there was providence in the dark, Zhang Yuanjing quickly thought of this name in the predicament, which vividly expressed the characteristics of the new technique.

The power of creation in the space was still constantly entering his body's meridians, filling all parts of his body. Relying on the new Thick Earth power, he constantly squeezed the great power that had broken into the dantian, and desperately transported his magic power. He sucked again, drawing a large mass of pure wood power from the Sophora Flavescens herb. As soon as this wood power entered the meridians, it refined more of the power of creation, and produced more new Thick Earth power.

At first, the complete cycle from the spiritual herb to the dantian and then from the dantian to the spiritual herb took half a quarter of an hour. By the second time, it only took dozens of breaths. And after the eighth time, he only needed a short ten breaths to complete a cycle. Repeatedly like this, after eighteen cycles of uninterrupted spiritual power operation, the power of creation in the Thick Earth Transformation Technique's movement meridians and dantian was completely refined. The original Thick Earth power, which was like iron wire, also became the size of chopsticks.

Although this Thick Earth power was only running in one meridian, it had already suppressed the power of creation that filled Zhang Yuanjing's entire body, temporarily relieving his danger of exploding.

After Zhang Yuanjing's repeated absorption and refinement, the power of creation in the surrounding space had slightly decreased, but the situation was still grim. Zhang Yuanjing did not dare to be negligent, and could only transport the Thick Earth power again and again, constantly resolving the power of creation that had invaded his body.

After countless cycles like this, the mysterious yellow Thick Earth power was as thick as a hemp rope, moving in all the meridians where the Thick Earth Transformation Technique was operating.

At this time, the strong and powerful Thick Earth power seemed to be dissatisfied with the old meridian route. It suddenly separated the most condensed and purest strand from itself, went straight up to the Yellow Court, and then directly into the major acupoints in the chest and abdomen, then into the extraordinary meridians, repeatedly washing all the meridians and acupoints throughout the body. After a cycle, it constantly drove the power of creation to the dantian.

This process was not only the process of washing away the power of creation that had invaded the body, but also the process of re-tempering the muscles, bones, skin, and membranes, and also the process of opening up the meridians and acupoints in various places and making them more tough and smooth.

In this way, after dozens of cycles of breath flow, Zhang Yuanjing completed the second marrow washing and bone refinement since breaking through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. The meridians that were originally forcibly opened by the power of creation also changed from field ditches filled with silt to wide waterways with smooth flow.

With the increase in the ability of the meridians to operate qi, Zhang Yuanjing's speed of refining the power of creation became faster and faster, from initially only being able to barely keep up with the speed of the power pouring in, to gradually exceeding the speed of the influx, and finally sweeping away the power of creation in his body, finally getting rid of the threat of the power of creation, and regaining control of his destiny. A feeling of great freedom and great freedom filled his heart, making him incomparably peaceful and joyful.

In a trance, he heard a "click" sound, as if some kind of obstruction was shattered. A powerful qi machine rushed up from the Yellow Court Middle Palace between his chest and abdomen, straight up to the Niwan Palace in his brain, opening up an unknown size of void space in the Niwan Palace, which was originally closed and blocked, like a chicken egg.

This void space was like a speck of dust, so small that it could not be detected, and it was like boundless and indescribable.

When a cultivator opens up the Niwan Palace, they have a place to store their spirit, which can transform the acquired consciousness into a semi-innate spiritual spirit, and then transform it into an innate primordial spirit. Only by cultivating the primordial spirit can a cultivator have a trace of the possibility of breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth, jumping out of this world's cage, and seeking longevity. However, the beginning of everything is this Niwan Palace that has been opened up.

The wider, deeper, stronger, and more condensed the Niwan Palace is, the greater the chance of condensing the spiritual spirit and primordial spirit, the faster the cultivation speed of the spiritual spirit and primordial spirit, and the stronger the strength will naturally be.

Zhang Yuanjing's original power of the five senses, which was only initially integrated, was finally completely integrated, forming a more powerful perception, that is, the power of divine consciousness. This is the most significant sign of a cultivator advancing to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Before the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, cultivators can only strengthen the five senses, making the five senses more coordinated and exerting the greatest combined force. In the late stage of Foundation Establishment, cultivators have divine consciousness. With just a turn of their divine thoughts, they can sense the surrounding five to ten miles with almost no omissions. If they can go one step further and condense a little spiritual spirit in the void of the Niwan Palace, then the formation of the Core can be expected.

Zhang Yuanjing advanced in realm, his thoughts were clear, and a long-lost sense of comfort permeated his body. He suddenly felt the binding force around him slow down, so he jumped up and escaped from the confinement of the power of creation, entering another space.

“Yuanjing, you're finally awake!” What came into his eyes was Wu Yuankui's anxious face full of concern.

“Senior brother?” Zhang Yuanjing turned his head and looked around. It was obviously completely different from the scene around the cave entrance. “Where is this? Could it still be in the Void Demon World?”

“Hahaha…” Wu Yuankui laughed, “You've been meditating for half a day, how could you be confused!”

“Meditating for half a day?” Zhang Yuanjing was shocked. “Have I been meditating here for half a day!”

“It's not just half a day. I thought you were possessed by a demon, but I didn't expect you to be advancing!” Wu Yuankui laughed again, this time he was sincerely happy for him.

“Senior brother, how did you get in?” Zhang Yuanjing was a little ashamed knowing that he had been meditating and had not completed the "exploration" task.

“With your help, it was very easy to get in, no danger at all!”

It turned out that Zhang Yuanjing was stuck in that passage, constantly absorbing and refining the power of creation, which caused a clear gap to appear between the black and white forces at the cave entrance. Wu Yuankui saw it clearly, how could he miss such a good opportunity, and rushed over on his flying sword.