The mortal's candle dragon opens the sky

Chapter 91: Cultivate the nature or cultivate the destiny? (Subscribe)

"Yes, very good and powerful!"

Xuyang swam around for a while and turned into a human form again. Only then did he feel that the sense of restraint was much less. He took out two fat white Yuanying with thin skin and large fillings, stuffed them into his mouth, and let them go down his throat.

With the huge amount of essence contained in these two mid-stage Nascent Souls, the inner elixir magic power, which was upgraded due to the feedback of the essence, was originally a little shaky and restless, but it immediately stabilized and the restlessness subsided.

Xuyang did not stop there, but sat cross-legged, practicing the Dragon Transformation Art and the Gu Yuan chapter of the Totian Magic Art, repeatedly running the Great Circulation, until ten days later, when his magic power was completely under his control and flowed through his meridians as easily as if he had moved his arms, and when there was no longer any problem, he finally came out.

After advancing to the late stage of transformation, in addition to the magic power expanding several times, the spiritual awareness also nearly doubled, reaching a range of eight hundred miles. Even if he did not practice the Dayan Jue, after practicing the Soul-fixing Chapter of the Totian Magic Art, he could barely use the method of using spiritual power like a knife, which is a method of compressing the spiritual power and then shooting it out like a fire bomb.

However, this method is only a natural way of using spiritual thoughts after the spiritual consciousness has taken shape. It is far less clever than the "Shocking Soul Stab" in the Dayan Jue. Xuyang relies on his profound foundation to forcibly compress his spiritual thoughts.

"Next time I go to Dajin, I'll take that Lao Deng on the way."

Afterwards, Xuyang looked at the few high-level spirit stones left in the storage bag. In the spirit gathering array, the only emerald green thumb-sized spirit stone that was still emitting a dim light, Xuyang felt a little pained.

The batch of high-level spirit stones that were dug out previously has basically been used up. We have to find time to dig out all the remaining ones in the mine. Even if these high-level spirit stones reach the upper realm, they are enough to be used as consumables for high-level talisman arrays, and will not be left to benefit the human race behind.

Looking back on his path of cultivation, although this method of purifying blood and advancing oneself consumes a lot of resources, and even consumes some of the foundation of the human world, if he had the choice again, he would not hesitate to use a mineral vein and those spiritual eyes in exchange for saving thousands of years of time.

What's more, in more than a hundred years, it will be the time to fulfill the agreement with Bingfeng.

If he can successfully carry out his plan in Kunwu Mountain by then, he will surely release the vital energy of heaven and earth that is sealed in Kunwu Mountain. Even if the vital energy of heaven and earth will be diluted and evenly distributed throughout the human world later, the vital energy concentration of each immortal cultivation world will be enough to recover and rise to a small level.

It is enough to repay the impact of his swallowing of various spiritual eyes in the human world.

What's more, the practice of cultivation itself is to benefit oneself at the expense of the public. The Tao is ruthless and if you don't fight, you will die.

If he hadn't been concerned about his parents in this world, and if he hadn't been unsure about how to deal with Old Demon Han, he wouldn't have cared about the cultivation environment in the human world.

Arriving at the medicine garden, Xuyang looked at the most eye-catching emerald green vine in the middle, with an amazing aura. Under it was a white rabbit sleeping soundly.

Unlike the short section of the fairy vine when it was just revived a hundred years ago, it has been watered with one-tenth of the green liquid over the years.

The fairy vine is now lush and green, with more than a dozen branches branching out from the main vine, covering an area of ​​ten feet around. Some of the vines have even entangled the Yunmeng Tree and the Nine-bend Lingginseng next to it, and the herbal scent it exudes is far beyond their reach.

Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief. After the infusion, his body was successfully advanced. The Dragon Scale Fruit and Tianxin Grass could be put aside for the time being. He finally had the chance to free up the green liquid and concentrate on cultivating it and the Dragon Blood Grass.

He dripped the newly produced green liquid onto the vine and looked at the veins of its leaves, where strange silver lines that looked like words had already extended one-fifth of the way.

Xuyang stopped to admire it for a moment with great anticipation, then sat down on a jade platform not far away. After calmly regulating his breathing for several hours, he began to practice the secret technique.

After a moment, Xuyang shouted loudly, and his limbs and face were instantly covered with purple scales wrapped in colorful light films. As time passed, his expression became gradually hideous and he looked extremely painful, and his face began to be shrouded in a cloud of misty purple-gold air.

When the purple-gold energy became so dazzling that it could not be brighter than before, Xuyang bit his tongue hard and spat out an amber-like blood clot.

The blood clot was only the size of a fist, full and round, shining with purple-gold light, floating up and down in the void like a spirit. Inside was a lifelike five-clawed dragon, swimming non-stop with full spirituality. Its breath, color, and shape were exactly the same as Xuyang's body.

It was a drop of complete dragon blood separated by Xuyang. There was a trace of Xuyang's spiritual consciousness living in the dragon blood, so there was no risk of it escaping through spiritual power.

At this moment, Xuyang was breathing heavily, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes. His breath had visibly dropped. Feeling that his body's realm was a little unstable, Xuyang felt a little flustered.

He hurriedly took out the remaining two Yuanying fruits and swallowed them, then walked to the Yunmeng spiritual root, inserted his palm into the ground, and dug a big hole, revealing five sections of twisted tree roots at the bottom that were as tangled as old trees. He simply broke off one, opened his mouth and swallowed it, chewing it in big mouthfuls, drops of alcohol flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The feeling of panic was relieved a lot. Xuyang thought about it, then took out a long white jade bottle, which contained the thousand-year-old spiritual milk obtained from the Xutian Palace. He poured out ten drops in one breath and swallowed them into his mouth.

Still not satisfied, he broke off another tree root and sucked it until it was slightly shriveled. Then he threw it back into the pit, restoring the ground to its original state.

At this moment, a red light surged on Xuyang's face. He hurried back to the jade platform and adjusted his breathing for several days before he refined the pure vital energy and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I drop back to a lower realm right after advancing, I'll be at a huge loss!"

With a wave of his hand, the drop of real dragon blood flew into Xuyang's hand. Xuyang took three steps to the medicinal garden full of spiritual herbs on the other side. He came to a spiritual herb that was as bright red as blood. He tapped his fingers and threw several pieces of white jade with amazing momentum around the spiritual herb. He muttered something in his mouth. After a while, five red lights were added to the white jade array base. A semicircular red light curtain rose up. It was exactly what the ancient monks had envisioned, the soul-locking array for cultivating dragon blood grass. Then Xuyang solemnly pointed at the real blood in his hand, and a transparent divine thought flew out of it and sank into his brow.

The mini five-clawed dragon in the real dragon blood immediately shook its head and swayed, emitting purple light, but a big hand grabbed it in an instant and threw it directly into the soul-locking formation.

According to the idea of ​​the ancient monks, Xuyang used several sealing methods in succession. After watching the real dragon blood sink into the roots of the blood spirit grass, he waited for a moment and nothing unusual happened.

"I have done what I should do. It depends on the effect of the hundred drops of green liquid. Even if Gu Xiu's idea is wrong, I can still absorb the real blood again. It's just a loss of some energy. Well, it seems that the Yuanyan Ancestor of the Demon Realm is also studying this method. What he cultivates seems to be... Demon Refining Grass? Speaking of Demon Refining Grass, should we go to Guanghan Realm? However, this realm is controlled by the powerful tribes of the Spirit Realm, so how to go there is still a problem. With the power of Dragon Island, will it also control a similar realm?"

Xuyang walked towards the moonlight room with a solemn expression, his mind wandering as he put the small bottle back to its original place. Then he thought that coming here every eight days was indeed a bit cumbersome.

Moreover, after successfully advancing this time, Xuyang plans to reorganize the structure of the outer space sea. It is a bit of a waste because the use of the small bottle will be delayed every time he goes out.

But he was worried about refining the incarnation, so he gave the small bottle to the split soul. What if something happened and he was trapped in a dangerous place, and he would not have time to come back to assimilate the split soul's memory. If he lost the split soul that was being held hostage, and it developed its own intelligence, the consequences would be too serious.

The lesson of Han Lao Mo in the original novel is there for us to learn. The second Yuanying, the spirit insect, and the incarnation of the earth god betrayed him several times in succession!
A person who knows all of one's secrets and has independent consciousness is completely another person, and is out of one's control. In Xuyang's view, this is absolutely intolerable.

The betrayal of the incarnations of people like Demon Blood Flame and Blood Light Saint was also shocking! It is still vivid in my mind!

The great power in the fairy world, the Lord of the Samsara Palace, was also caught off guard and was overwhelmed by the old demon Han, who had grown up to be so powerful that he was difficult to control and even his Taoist partner was snatched away.

Even the Lord of Heaven, ancient or modern, is an alien creature created by the 'self-corpse' of the previous Lord of Time 'Ancient Dao God' taking over his original body. This is simply horrifying!
Therefore, Xuyang had already made up his mind that he would never practice any method of clone himself!
Even if he ascended to the fairyland and was close to beheading the three corpses, Xuyang was not going to sit idly by and watch any clones appear!
Cultivate the nature of the primordial spirit, and if there are hidden dangers at the final stage, then stop cultivating!

Only cultivate destiny! Only my way!

With the jade pendant in hand, if you reach the upper realm or the fairyland, and the jade pendant is still powerful, then you can devour everything!
If the essence can continue to grow stronger and infinitely rise, one day, Xuyang will smash a big hole in this world!
Oneness of mind is the foundation, and freedom is up to me.

If 'I' am no longer myself, then what's the point of cultivating to be an immortal and making wedding dresses for another stranger who was born from me?
Standing in the moonlight room, Xuyang's thoughts were flowing to who knows where. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he clapped his hands.

"That's right! I was a human in my previous life for nothing. The simplest is the most stable. Why don't I just make a mechanical device? Avatars may betray me, spirit insects may backfire, but basic machinery is always trustworthy."

After rummaging through many storage bags, he took out several pieces of fine iron. A ball of red fire emerged, flew up and down several times, and several exquisite gears appeared.

Xuyang took out several pieces of spiritual bamboo and jade and made two nearly 100-foot-long conduit channels, which were connected to the roots of the Xuantian spiritual root and the blood spiritual grass respectively.

Then, after a dazzling dance, a miniature formation driven by several mid-level spirit stones appeared. The small bottle was fixed by an iron hoop under the channel for collecting moonlight, with several gears connected to the side, two large ones running in parallel and a small one in the middle.

Driven by the formation, the small gear runs slowly, driving the large gear. Every eight days, it will reach the gap in the gear, pouring the small bottle, and the green liquid pours into the Lingzhu channel, then flows along the Lingzhu channel to the Xuantian Chamber and to the Xuantian spiritual root.

Then the lever next to the small gear rebounded and engaged with another large gear, and the cycle continued. The next time, the green liquid would be transferred to the blood spirit grass that sealed the real dragon's blood.

"Perfect!"

Half a day later, after observing for a long time, Xuyang confirmed that the device was operating correctly. The spiritual energy contained in the mid-level spirit stone was enough to drive this simple formation to operate for decades.

Then Xuyang showed a grim smile. Everything was ready. He could finally free up his hands to deal with the Wanzhang Sea King Clan, whom he had disliked for a long time!

"The Suanni beast is just the offspring of the mating of an ancient dragon and a true black beast. After being weakened generation after generation, it is hard to say whether it still has true blood. You are from the Wanzhang Sea King Clan, then what am I?"

Am I your subject?
Bold!

There is a way to die!

Three days later, two strange beasts roared and rolled, dragging a ten-foot flying car, and appeared above the Red Flame Cave.

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