Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 639: Chapter 311: Ninth Method, Worldly Mayfly (Part 2)

"Damn!"

At this moment, Zhang Wuming gave a low shout, discovering that the soles of his shoes had already been corroded completely by the permeating viscous liquid.

"Is this stomach acid? How come the stomach still functions?" Zhang Fan’s heart gave a jolt.

Buzz...

The surrounding walls were not only wriggling, but also seemed to be rapidly contracting, with viscous liquid continuously seeping out and gathering, forming a small pool in an instant.

The three of them leaned together, watching as the pool expanded, threatening to completely engulf and submerge them.

"Did you bring medicine?" Zhang Fan suddenly asked.

"What medicine?" Zhang Wuming asked instinctively.

"Madrine!"

"..."

"Making jokes at a time like this is not funny at all." Li Miaoyin rolled her eyes.

"Separation Fire!"

At this moment, a strand of fire light flickered at Zhang Wuming’s fingertips, like a firefly ascending into the sky. Suddenly, it turned into a large flame, fiercely impacting the surrounding rock walls.

"No." Li Miaoyin’s expression changed slightly, exclaiming to stop him.

Rumble...

The fire blazed, spreading all over the rock walls. In the sealed space, the temperature skyrocketed, even the pool of acid started evaporating.

Zhang Fan immediately felt that the air he inhaled had become pungent and stinging, even his hair began to dry up as if being scorched.

"You’ve turned this place into an oven." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and remarked.

The blazing True Flame ascended in the sealed space, with temperatures at least seventeen or eighteen degrees higher than outside. The most critical part was the high concentration of stomach acid permeating everywhere, evaporating into the air.

If it were an ordinary person, just a breath would corrode and necrose the entire respiratory system.

Even for a cultivator, given enough time, turning into bare bones was just a matter of time.

"I am fighting for a shred of hope." Zhang Wuming said calmly.

"You mean..."

Zhang Fan and Li Miaoyin exchanged glances. Both were wise individuals; just one sentence and a flash of insight crossed their minds.

"The spleen and stomach belong to earth, according to the normal Five Elements operation, Heart Fire should nurture Spleen Earth." Zhang Wuming explained.

The heart, belonging to fire, governs blood vessels and Yang Qi.

Heart Fire runs through the blood vessels, providing heat to the spleen and stomach, promoting digestion and generating Qi and blood, sustaining life activities.

Cultivating Five Elements Mistaken King is exactly the opposite, turning postnatal into innate, turning energy loss into energy cohesion.

The clear Qi of the spleen and stomach rises, transforming into nutritive blood, nourishing Heart Fire.

So, it’s said that Spleen Earth counter-nurtures Heart Fire.

"You truly are a genius."

Zhang Fan’s eyes brightened, and he slapped Zhang Wuming’s shoulder hard. Looking up, indeed, he saw the towering True Flame becoming even more ferocious, the enclosed gastric cavity seemingly becoming its paradise.

In the next instant, the blazing True Flame merged into the rock wall, disappearing along one direction.

"There’s a way!"

Zhang Fan took a step forward, rushing in the direction the True Flame dispersed. Sure enough, he saw an air vent-like meat hole hidden on what seemed to be a sealed wall.

The blazing hot airflow filled the inside, extremely intense.

"Follow me."

Zhang Fan invoked his True Yang all over his body, took the lead and leapt into it directly.

Li Miaoyin and Zhang Wuming followed closely behind.

Whoosh...

In the next moment, the pervasive stomach acid gas filled the entire cavity, the viscous stomach acid flowing freely.

Amidst the raging True Flame, Zhang Fan suddenly rushed out, a gust of wind around him extinguishing the fiery atmosphere.

The scene before him was suddenly different, a fiery red, like being illuminated by red light.

"This is..."

"This must be a very important palace and temple of the Wuwei Sect in the mountains." Li Miaoyin approached.

The place they were in seemed to be a side hall, with broken walls and ruins, shattered divine statues everywhere.

After the seventh Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples, this palace and temple became ruins, scattered in the mountains.

At that time, the Lord of the Profound Palace might have returned here before dying, and the body cultivated by Five Elements Mistaken King merged with these mountains, this abandoned palace and temple.

"This probably isn’t an ordinary side hall."

Zhang Wuming approached, the full sight of fiery red made his brows furrow, feeling uneasy.

"This should be the heart of the Lord of the Profound Palace."

Zhang Fan’s expression was serious as he murmured.

The heart is the dwelling place of Consciousness, where thoughts fly, the Dao finds no propitiousness.

"We better..."

Zhang Fan turned, about to speak, when he found the space empty before him; Li Miaoyin and Zhang Wuming’s figures were gone.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Fan’s heart gave a jolt, instinctively stepping back.

Rumble...

The surroundings vibrated with a red light, rays of light like stars falling, rushing towards him, piercing directly into his line of sight.

"Kill!"

A sudden roar arose, and Zhang Fan saw a vast world, amidst the expansive Hundred Thousand Mountains, blood light rushed to the sky, disturbing the rivers and mountains.

A terrifying silhouette, surrounded by hundreds of Daoist-like masters, engaged in battle, moving unrestrictedly.

He wore a loose robe, his long hair flying upwards, moving leisurely amidst the slaughter, seemingly untouched by the mortal world’s smoke and fire, graceful and transcendental.

Rumble...

Suddenly, that man’s erect long hair transformed into a sharp blade, piercing through all the approaching dozen silhouettes.

Almost simultaneously, five more came at him, wielding Refined Blades, stirring layers of True Flame, slashing at the back of the terrifying figure.

Clang...

With the sound of metal, the body of that terrifying figure was forged like diamond, blade upon fire, unable to harm him at all.

Immediately, the man turned and flicked his sleeve, causing the five Daoists to root in place, and roots and branches grew from their bodies, exploding them.

"He is the Lord of the Profound Palace, inexorably unmatched by the Celestial Master."

"Five Elements Mistaken King... This person has cultivated Five Elements Mistaken King, let’s wait for the experts from White Crane Temple and Dragon Tiger Mountain."