Ascension to Immortality Formation!
When cultivators reach the pinnacle of their cultivation, they transcend the cycle of birth and death, old age and sickness, and live as long as the sun and moon, achieving immortality.
However, the Feathering Immortal Array does not make people become immortals or ascend to heaven.
It means sending you to heaven.
There is also a bizarre story about its transmission. Legend has it that there was an old ancestor who practiced the art of replenishing yang by absorbing yin. The strange thing is that he used the beautiful girl born to his descendants to replenish yang. Later, the father, who had endured for many years, could not resist and made a big splash, killing the old ancestor. Before leaving, he said that he would respectfully send the old ancestor to ascend to immortality.
Later, his formation was called the Feathered Immortal Formation.
As long as one has not stepped into the realm of the Dao, but remains within the scope of immortals, once this formation is activated, it can annihilate them, completely obliterating their divine essence and soul.
You can imagine how terrifying it is.
Ma Lang looked at these words and thought, no wonder they felt so heavy; they were indeed very significant.
Unexpectedly, the Immortal Venerable casually unleashed such a powerful formation, showing absolutely no mercy to him. Ma Lang's breathing quickened, and he truly didn't know how to express his gratitude.
He landed like a tiger, kneeling before Li Ming and kowtowing.
Li Ming told him to get up.
With tears welling in his eyes, Ma Lang stood up and, with trembling hands, opened another array diagram. On it were written five words: "Mysterious Yellow Devouring Heaven Array!"
If the Ascension to Immortality Array was a pleasant surprise, then the Mystic Devouring Heaven Array was a terrifying one.
The former is a legend, only briefly mentioned in ancient books, generally recording the story of respectfully sending the ancestor "to heaven".
The latter had never even heard of his name, but he was a formation master. He could tell at a glance that this formation, when practiced to its peak, could devour the primordial energy, the sun, moon, and stars, and all things in heaven and earth.
Ma Lang stared at the two array diagrams, so shocked he didn't know how to express himself.
That's terrifying.
No wonder he attacked me and the child; he could casually conjure such a powerful array. The Immortal Venerable's strength was ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than I had imagined.
"Immortal Venerable, such a great gesture! Please accept my bow once more." Ma Lang knelt on the ground with a thud, and said solemnly, "If Immortal Venerable does not mind, would you be willing to accept me as your disciple?"
He plans to seek apprenticeship again to learn more.
Li Ming shook his head, helped him up, and said, "I never take on disciples, I only bestow connections upon people. Your presence here means that we are destined to meet."
He always attracts people from all over the world. If he were to take them all as disciples, wouldn't he have disciples all over the myriad worlds? He doesn't have that much free time. Taking disciples is a very laborious task.
He refused.
Ma Lang felt a little embarrassed to accept the favor without taking on any disciples, but since the Immortal Venerable had said so, he felt no guilt.
The best way to repay him is to learn what he gave us.
Ma Lang cupped his hands in greeting, no longer standing on ceremony, and immediately began to examine the array diagram. He wasn't cultivating it; his first priority was to understand it. Once he understood it, everything would fall into place.
Seeing how serious he was, Li Ming brewed him some tea, brought it to him, and then left him alone.
He was no ordinary cultivator; he was a Celestial King-level cultivator whose main skills were array formations and painting. He could understand many things without needing to be taught, saving the cultivator a lot of trouble.
"If all the fallen characters were of his caliber, it would be very easy."
Li Ming stepped out of the pavilion and gazed at the azure sky.
Perhaps one day, his figure and his legend will be found throughout all the heavens and myriad realms.
Turning my gaze away, I looked towards the front of the corridor. Green Ivy was leaning against the black dog, holding a fruit plate in her hands, her mouth bulging, clearly stuffing fruit into her mouth again.
Although the black dog had its eyes closed, Li Ming knew it was pretending to be asleep.
He walked over and flicked the black dog's ear.
"Woof..." The black dog opened its eyes a crack, stared at Li Ming, and said, "If you flick me again, I'll chop off your hands."
"Your reaction to the mention of Sheng Luohai was a bit over the top. Do you have a grudge against Sheng Luohai?"
"Woof woof woof..." The black dog barked wildly, spittle flying everywhere.
Seeing that the spittle was about to hit his face, Li Ming picked up Green Ivy and held it in front of him, spitting the spittle onto Green Ivy.
Green Ivy suddenly lost her appetite, rolled her eyes, looked utterly hopeless, broke free from Li Ming's hand, stuck out her tongue and said, "Li Ming, I'll hang you up later and whip you to death."
She clenched her little pink fists and ran off to take a shower, planning to settle the score with them later.
"Slow down, don't fall."
"None of your business, humph."
Seeing her figure disappear, Li Ming said, "Speak up, do you know something inside? What exactly is Shengluohai?"
The black dog only said three words: "Don't ask me."
Li Ming's eyes lit up, and he gently stroked the dog's head with a smile: "So you know."
The black dog closed its eyes and stopped talking.
No matter how Li Ming asked, Black Dog wouldn't mention it again. What exactly was hidden inside? If Shengluohai, where Ma Lang lived, had a grudge against Black Dog, they would have fought Ma Lang long ago.
If not, why the murderous intent?
Could it be that the black dog's ultimate origin was from the area where it was born and fell into the sea, and then ran to Dongsheng?
Seeing that the black dog didn't speak, Li Ming didn't bring it up again.
One day later.
Ma Lang came to ask me about the Ascension Array, as there were many parts I didn't understand: "Immortal Venerable, what are all these?"
Li Mingdao: "Advanced divination techniques."
Ma Lang gradually frowned, his expression becoming increasingly complicated.
"Weren't you taught anything after falling into the sea?"
“No.” Ma Lang shook his head, indicating he hadn’t heard of it. Pointing to several other sets of data, he asked, “What about this one?”
"Three sets of programs."
What about this one?
Linear algebra.
"this……"
"Are you sure you've studied formations?" Li Ming looked at Ma Lang, his face full of doubt. "Aren't 'Advanced Divination,' 'Four Sets of Programs,' 'Linear Algebra,' 'Multidimensional Matrices,' 'Hexagonal Combinations,' 'Complex Functions,' and 'Mathematical Equations' the most basic things for a formation master?"
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