Free Web Novel“You and Tang Xiaobao together?”
“Yes.”
“Jump into the Pill Furnace?”
“Exactly.”
Watching Li Mo’s serious expression, Elder Xue’s face gradually became solemn.
He turned his head:
“Tang Xiaobao, go call your Senior Sister. She’s good at treating problems with the Yi Soul and the mind.”
Lao Xue was worried that Li Mo might be under too much long-term mental stress, or perhaps he had gone astray in his cultivation.
What kind of mental state would lead someone to think of jumping into a Pill Furnace and refining themselves along with the pills?
This even skipped the funeral banquet and went straight to cremation, didn't it?
“Oh, alright.”
Tang Xiaobao wiped his face and lifted his foot, preparing to leave.
“Wait!”
Li Mo pressed down on Tang Xiaobao’s head, turning him back.
“Xue Lao, I’m serious.”
“Then the problem is even bigger!”
Xue Jing’s face was solemn:
“We martial artists are prone to overthinking, and sometimes we don't even realize we've gone astray.”
“For example, when I was young, I always wanted to take shortcuts.”
“At that time, I failed to condense a Mystic Core several times, so I thought about directly refining a ‘Mystic Core’ for myself and stuffing it into my Dantian. Wouldn't that be the same as a real Mystic Core?”
“Isn’t that pretty good?”
Li Mo felt that Xue Lao’s idea was very creative, truly worthy of being an Alchemy Master.
He was also a Genius no less than himself.
But at this moment, Xue Jing sighed.
It seemed his method had failed.
“How did it fail?” Li Mo asked.
Xue Jing’s lips parted, as if he wanted to speak but held back, finally letting out another heavy sigh.
Tang Xiaobao slapped his head, remembering:
“Master pulled the Mystic Core out in the latrine, and even looked for it with a lantern...”
“Rebellious Disciple, shut up!”
To have such an embarrassing incident brought up at such an old age, even Xue Jing’s thick old face couldn’t help but flush slightly.
Li Mo: “........”
After a moment of silence, he looked up at the sky, as if just coming back to his senses:
“Wow, look, there’s a beautiful bird there! Oh, by the way, Xue Lao, what were you just saying?”
Xiao Li’s performative personality came into play.
Knowing something like this, he wouldn’t dare sleep too soundly tonight.
“Hmm, it’s quite beautiful.”
Xue Jing nodded.
“Where did it come from...?”
Slap—
Tang Xiaobao received a flick on the head from his Master.
He felt a little wronged; there was clearly nothing in the sky.
“Cough, back to the main topic.”
Li Mo cleared his throat lightly and said seriously:
“Xue Lao, the reason I dare to enter the Pill Furnace is not some wild fantasy.”
“Firstly, my Body Refining method is quite well-practiced.”
With that, he casually took out a Sharp Weapon and flicked it with a finger.
The Sharp Weapon immediately chipped.
Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, quite surprised by his Disciple’s Body Refining attainment.
But this alone wasn’t enough.
Li Mo continued:
“Your Disciple has also done a little research on his Physique.”
“I found that I am immune to cold and heat.”
Xue Jing shook his head:
“Martial artists are naturally somewhat immune to cold and heat to a certain extent, but this...”
“I slept with Ying Bing for a month.” Li Mo added.
As his words fell.
The small courtyard instantly became quiet.
“You...”
Xue Jing’s face was filled with astonishment, his eyes wide, as if a stormy sea raged in his ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ heart.
“That’s right.”
Li Mo nodded heavily.
“You’ve reached that stage?”
“......Xue Lao, it’s better if you focus on my Physique.”
Li Mo’s forehead was lined with black.
“Hmm... if it’s this level of immunity to high temperatures and severe cold...”
Xue Jing collected himself.
After much deliberation, he finally took a deep breath:
“Since that’s the case, let’s give it a try.”
“If there’s any problem, stop immediately.”
.......
At the same time.
Qingyuan Main Peak.
“Your progress in the Inner Breath Realm has already broken the Sect’s record, and you can even kill a Guan Shen while in the Inner Breath Realm.”
“Even many years ago, Qingyuan Sect never produced a Disciple like you.”
Shangguan Wencang smiled with relief.
“Sect Master, you flatter me.”
Ying Bing nodded slightly.
To this day, she had never called Shangguan Wencang Master.
The latter had never demanded it either.
“Once you enter the Xuan Dan Realm, all the Guan Shen deacons and Disciples of Qingyuan Sect will probably not be your match.”
Shangguan Wencang spoke.
Elder Su of Luoxia Peak, Qian Bufan, and Han He, no Elders objected.
Even if Ying Bing were placed in the Central Divine Continent, she would be extremely dazzling.
“You have always had your own unique path in cultivation.”
“I called you here today to ask.”
“What do you plan to use to enter the Guan Shen Realm?”
Shangguan Wencang said solemnly.
“Taiyin.”
Ying Bing said without hesitation.
By observing the Taiyin, she would be able to further control the Taiyin Power within her body.
Shangguan Wencang was not surprised by this answer.
He seemed to have been prepared as he said:
“If the Taiyin is formed, it will naturally be a Divine Form, but as it hangs high in the sky, it is ultimately something unattainable for us.”
Observation, of course, isn't just about seeing it.
The Taiyin, the Sun, the myriad stars in the sky—observing them is naturally stronger than observing birds or beasts.
But those who can understand their essence and truly contain them within their ‘heart’ are rare throughout history.
After a moment of contemplation, unable to discern Ying Bing’s expression, Shangguan Wencang continued: ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
“Our Qingyuan Sect has a path to Guan Shen that is no less than the Taiyin.”
“It is also suitable for you, and, moreover, it is easier to walk.”
“That is to condense the form of a hundred birds and gather the Phoenix God!”
“Are you... willing?”
As Shangguan Wencang spoke, a strong gleam flickered in his eyes.
The Elders also seemed to hold their breath. freewebnovёl.ƈom
This was the greatest secret of Qingyuan Sect, only mastered by each successive Sect Leader.
“I will not give up observing the Taiyin Form.”
Ying Bing spoke softly.
The light in Shangguan Wencang’s eyes dimmed slightly.
“Since that’s the case, I cannot force you...”
“I was also going to gather the Phoenix God.”
Ying Bing spoke again.
Hmm?
The Elders were confused.
What did she mean?
The next moment.
Two colors of light simultaneously lit up.
One originated from the Taiyin Qi, condensing all things, while the other was like truth and illusion, with shimmering light.
This made Ying Bing’s black hair flutter, as if she were not of this world.
“Two types of Inner Breath?”
Qian Bufan reacted.
“Are you planning to... condense two Mystic Cores, simultaneously observe the Taiyin and the Form of a Hundred Birds, gather two Gods, and possess two layers of scenery?”
Han He asked softly.
He was afraid his mouth would open too wide and his heart would jump out.
“Yes.”
Ying Bing nodded.
The Elders couldn’t help but smile wryly.
They had dealt with Ying Bing several times, and their immunity had improved.
Who could gasp in cold air every day, as they say?
However, today, exhausting their imagination, they still hadn’t thought that Ying Bing would take this path.
This was very difficult.
But looking at the young girl’s clear, serene eyes, they couldn't bring themselves to persuade her.
In fact, they always felt that she clearly knew what she was doing and had considerable confidence.
If it truly succeeded...
Taiyin and the Hundred Birds were both Divine Forms.
Based on complexity and profoundness, the forms condensed in the Guan Shen Realm also varied in quality.
Lower Form, Middle Form, Upper Form, Extreme Form, Great Dao Divine Form.
Dual Divine Forms?
At least they had never heard of it.
“Good, since you have such audacity, it makes me seem petty.”
Shangguan Wencang tapped his pipe on the table:
“If you can successfully form two Mystic Cores, I will take you to the Main Peak Ancestral Hall.”
