From a Minor Sect Cultivator to the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord

In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...

Chapter 230 Qi Refining Reaches Perfection Again, Flying Sword Reaching the Pinnacle of Three Arts!

That night, the wind blew like a flute, and the moonlight was alluring.

Above the ancient wolf-infested forest, the clear light was as cold as frost.

Suddenly, a sword light soared into the sky, and the sky was filled with sword energy. The cold and sharp energy seemed to be real. The fine and dense sword light intertwined and burst out with light of different sizes, round and square, when they collided. It was unpredictable and hard to fathom.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sword's cry and thunderous sound arose, accompanied by frost and cold flames.

The clouds in the sky were shattered by the sword light and their "life" was extinguished by the frost wind.

Upon its final touch with the cold flame, it froze into ice shards, which fell with a clattering sound as they hit the ground, like the music of impermanence claiming death.

A moment later, the clouds parted and the sky brightened, the sword light shone in all directions, and then suddenly disappeared, and Bai Cang walked out of it with ease.

He was dressed in a black robe and a jade crown, his figure as upright as a divine sword, truly a peerless figure.

"The Hundred Poisons Immortal-Slaying Sword is still lacking; I need to find a way to get a real flying sword."

With the help of "sword skills", Bai Cang quickly comprehended the methods of "sword roar and thunderous sound", "sword light differentiation" and "refining sword into silk", and the "three peaks of flying sword" were now in his grasp.

However, the "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword" was not a true flying sword, and its light was always somewhat lacking.

In the past, when there was no other choice, Bai Cang could still accept it: just make do with it, what else could he do?

However, as his strength grew, so did his ambition, and naturally, the unorthodox "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword" could not satisfy him.

Forging a truly superior flying sword is one of his recent small goals.

Only a top-grade flying sword is worthy of his careful nurturing, so that he can eventually upgrade it into a true flying sword magic weapon, lest the title of "Little Sword Immortal Under the Moon" be merely a facade.

With the enhancement of "sword skills," Bai Cang has become the most outstanding sword prodigy in this world.

It would be a real waste not to use such good conditions to forge a sword.

With legs that long, it would be a shame not to use them as a tricycle.

However, these thoughts only flashed through Bai Cang's mind. What he was pondering now was whether or not to refine the "Yi Wood Essence" to improve his cultivation.

However, after a moment's thought, Bai Cang dismissed the idea.

In any case, it would take a considerable amount of time for the "Pot Heaven World" to devour the illusory Dharma Realm, so he might as well take the opportunity to settle down and there was no need to be so eager for quick success.

Using the essence of the Five Elements to refine Yellow Turban Warriors and Five Elements Dao Soldiers would be far better than wasting it like this.

With that thought in mind, Bai Cang immediately calmed down and began a "long" period of seclusion.

Although it would only take a few months at most, for Bai Cang, who leveled up as easily as eating and drinking, and transformed from an ordinary mortal into a "cheat" who could kill powerful demons in just a few months, a few months of seclusion was indeed considered "long".

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three months, Bai Cang simply focused on his cultivation, and his progress was surprisingly not slow at all.

Through a series of fortunate encounters, he steadily advanced his cultivation at an average rate of opening one aperture every four days.

On this day, Bai Cang sat cross-legged in mid-air. The illusory Dharma Realm had shrunk by about half, and his cultivation level had risen to the 199-aperture level.

The ancient, icy, and frosty Primordial Darkness Qi flowed and swirled in the many mysterious apertures.

Suddenly, it surged forth like a celestial river pouring down, rushing into the unfathomable void.

"boom!"

The next moment.

The profound sound resonated, shaking both body and mind.

In that instant, Bai Cang suddenly felt that the two hundred mysterious apertures, like the Yin and Yang Tai Chi, formed a primordial Dao diagram.

The familiar Daoist rhythm entered his mind, instantly giving him a sense of complete satisfaction, as if the Yin spirit had been used as the central line to divide the Yin-Yang Taiji Dao diagram.

A faint jade light emanated again, quickly permeating the magic power, physical strength, and yin spirit, gathering the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, and a small jade ball emerged.

This time, Bai Cang was already very skilled, and his profound knowledge and skills were on full display.

He even had a vague feeling that he could control which supernatural power he would awaken.

The jade ball, rolling back and forth among various mysterious orifices, is like a bridge connecting heaven and earth, and also like a furnace of heaven and earth, using yin and yang as charcoal and creation as craftsmanship.

As long as he invests the corresponding "materials", he can forge the corresponding "supernatural power".

The whole process is quite similar to alchemy, except that the formation of the elixir depends on the alchemist's formula and techniques, while the innate minor supernatural ability is completely natural.

In an instant, Bai Cang felt an indescribable feeling welling up in his heart.

With just a thought, the jade ball leaped out, bringing him into a state of "unity of heaven and man," where his essence, energy, and spirit merged with the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

We are but mayflies in the vastness of the universe, a mere grain of millet in the boundless ocean.

In an instant, all sorts of wondrous phenomena appeared in a dazzling array.

Bai Cang suddenly felt his body drift away, his spirit wandering thousands of miles, and countless bizarre and fantastical scenes appeared in his mind.

It was as if he were ascending to immortality, climbing step by step, with the jade ball leaping through the void, weaving a "perfect domain" covering thousands of feet on his body.

In this realm, he is a god, capable of summoning wind and rain and "controlling the lightning strikes."

Above the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, white vapor rises and faintly condenses into lotus flowers, which complement the five-colored light in the chest. Furthermore, the spirits of the five internal organs reside in the four directions, together constructing a "divine realm" interwoven with five-colored radiance.

Three flowers gather at the top, and five energies converge at the origin!

"It seems that as one's cultivation deepens, regardless of whether one actively condenses a Dao Foundation, one will transform towards the level of a Dao Foundation True Person."

Bai Cang thought to himself, then sat cross-legged in the void. The faint, yet powerful aura of a true immortal swirled out, sweeping across all directions.

That jade pellet was even more lively and leaping, piercing through the three realms of "heaven, earth, and man," allowing him to once again enter the state of "no thought arising, no form and no self" in the void.

Suddenly, Bai Cang rose up with a flick of his sleeve. In a daze, he seemed to see all the great origins of the universe merging and merging with himself.

The "Five Elements Yin Magic" was activated, the five internal organs and five spirits sat upright in the void, the true form of the five sacred mountains spanned heaven and earth, and the five elements of Yin thunder roared up.

Then a frosty wind blew by, and the moon flames swirled up, condensing above the illusory images of the Five Sacred Mountains into a silver disc that resembled the bright moon in the sky.

Then more stars appeared, weaving together to form a vast starry sky.

All kinds of supernatural powers, techniques, mental methods, insights, and foundations were all unreservedly integrated into the jade ball at this moment and thrown into the "furnace of heaven and earth".

For some inexplicable reason, Bai Cang had a premonition, as if he had grasped the essence of the Great Dao, and his innate minor supernatural power was about to awaken.

Compared to the confusion last time, this time everything fell into place naturally, and everything was perfectly in place!

In an instant, Bai Cang couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face.

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