Chapter 111 The Ninth Level of Pure Yang True Art! Success!
One thousand six hundred points of Crimson Value were instantly deducted, and at the same time, a magnificent memory suddenly appeared in Yi Chen's mind.
It’s the familiar disc reading session again.
Like a cursory visit, the memory expands.
Beside the thousand-foot waterfall, a Taoist lived in a hut.
He watched the rising sun in the morning and the setting sun in the evening, and did this for more than ten years, but unfortunately he made almost no progress.
So he left the country, carrying a bamboo stick and straw sandals, and began to travel around the world.
He had seen thousands of miles of ice and tens of thousands of miles of snow. Inside and outside the majestic pass, there was only wilderness, and the great rivers had lost their roaring currents.
I have also seen volcanoes that have been there for years suddenly erupt, destroying the world, with powerful volcanic ash covering the sky and the sun, and all things wailing.
He had seen rivers bursting their banks, and tens of thousands of laborers holding hands and carrying stones, jumping down to the dangerous places in rows like ants, blocking the pass, and their unity was earth-shaking.
I have also seen epidemics spread thousands of miles away and earth dragons turn over.
He had seen the love affairs in the wine glass, and also seen the beauty in old age, the general with white hair, and the Bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows.
The Taoist traveled around the world, saw himself, saw the world, and saw all living things. Finally, a hundred years later, he returned to the original place, next to the waterfall where he had built his hut.
At this moment, the dust in his heart had long been washed away by years of experience, and it was now clear and bright.
He has already figured out the direction to move forward.
He has cultivated the Pure Yang Way to his current level. If he wants to go further, he can only seek both from the outside and from the inside.
During the day, the Taoist goes into the mountains and swamps to collect medicinal herbs, kill monsters and replenish himself.
At night he slept under a thousand-foot waterfall to strengthen his spirit in an attempt to prove his supernatural powers.
With such daily nourishment and nightly practice, his strong mental will actually began to further combine with the light green internal energy and undergo a transformation.
When the first trace of spirit seeps into the Qi and they can no longer be distinguished from each other, mysterious changes arise and the process of transformation begins to take place violently and is unstoppable.
After more than a hundred years of hard work, under a thousand-foot waterfall, a Taoist priest with his upper body bare revealed his extremely strong muscles. He raised his sword-like eyebrows, faced the rising sun, and chanted softly! Pure Yang!
Then recite again!
Pure Yang! Pure Yang! Chant again!
Pure Yang! Pure Yang! Pure Yang!
The Taoist's chanting became louder, more intense, and more rapid each time!
The entire forest trembled at the sound of his pure yang.
All the birds and beasts were frightened!
At one time, pigs rushed and wolves ran, and countless wild fruits on the mountains and rivers fell to the ground, some fell into the water, and some fell into the mud.
A sound wave called Chunyang, one higher than the other, swept across a hundred miles and headed towards an even more distant place.
Within more than 2,000 meters away from the Taoist priest, there was a little ghost with a long tongue. When he was suddenly exposed to such pure yang sound waves, his liver and gallbladder were torn into pieces and his soul flew to the dark.
Chun Yang! Chun Yang! Chun Yang! Chun Yang! The Taoist stood under the thousand-foot waterfall, his eyes wide open, his muscles knotted. He said Chun Yang four times in a row, and then stopped talking. Instead, he suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in the sun in the sky, and his hands formed a mysterious spell.
At this time, the Taoist's whole body was steaming with blood. Even if a thousand-foot waterfall fell down, not a single drop of water could touch him.
As the Taoist took this action, countless purple air above the sun in the sky seemed to be pulled by an unknown force and rushed into the Taoist's body like a whale sucking water.
With the addition of purple energy, it merged into the internal energy and combined with the powerful mental power. The light blue internal energy continued to transform towards the dark blue direction until it was completed.
But this is not the end.
A more drastic change is suddenly happening.
Purple energy added to his body, his internal energy vibrated, and his spiritual will roared in the void. The combination of these three actually produced mysterious changes.
Just like 3D printing, a deep green aura that seemed illusory yet real gradually appeared around the Taoist.
It starts with the big feet, then the calves and thighs, then the waist, abdomen and chest, and finally the neck.
This change becomes unsustainable when it comes to describing the head, as if it lacks the strength to continue.
Seeing this, the Taoist suddenly slapped his chest, opened his hands, looked up to the sky and roared! Two deep red lines suddenly rushed up from the Taoist's chest and abdomen, reaching the center of his eyebrows, forming a magnificent pattern, which was very mysterious.
Countless visible lights in the sky also began to suddenly converge into the Taoist's deep green aura like iron filings attracted by a magnet, completing the final change.
The head of the dark green spirit shadow was finally formed.
At the last moment, the Taoist was two meters tall, standing under the thousand-foot waterfall, without a drop of water touching him.
His muscles seem to be carefully carved by the top sculptor. They are pleasing to the eye, not too bloated, and give people a sense of hardness and strength.
There were two mysterious red patterns entangled and overlapping between his eyebrows. The red patterns were flickering slightly, and it seemed that something mysterious was gestating inside them.
Around the Taoist, there stood a three-meter-tall, dark green illusory aura.
Around the spirit, there is a continuously jumping and embellishing dark green inner energy.
The Taoist raised his head and gazed at the sky.
The illusory aura around him also moved with his thoughts, and he looked up at the sky.
The transformation was completed, and a laugh of great satisfaction came out of the Taoist's mouth.
Incomparable pleasure.
He let out a long howl.
True Yang Spirit!
The Taoist priest paused on one foot under the waterfall, then suddenly soared into the sky, going upstream against the waterfall, and instantly reached the top of the source of the waterfall.
The memory ends here.
Yi Chen felt as if he had just watched an accelerated stream-of-consciousness movie. Countless insights appeared in his mind, as if he had really experienced many years of practice.
Using the false to cultivate the true, under the reflection of the mind, Yi Chen's internal energy also changed, gradually changing from light blue to dark blue, and it was all completed in a few breaths.
The ninth level of Chun Yang Zhengong, achieved!
At this moment, with the circulation of the deep green internal energy, earth-shaking changes began to take place in Yi Chen's body.
His muscles were constantly torn and reorganized. Each muscle fiber was tougher than the material of an aircraft arresting cable, and the connections between cells were tighter. His originally bloated muscles turned into the appearance of the Taoist in the memory fragment, as if they had been carved by the best sculptor.
It is powerful but not bulky, and it is full of hardness and strength at first glance.
Even his bones were stained with a dark green color under the constant flushing of the dark green internal energy. More strange patterns spread and climbed up his bones, connecting his entire body.
Yi Chen's physique, which he had thought would be difficult to improve, became even stronger due to the circulation of the dark green internal energy, and its density further increased. This made his height in his normal state drop back to two meters, without any increase, but he exuded a terrifying aura that far exceeded before.
Power, extremely violent power, surged in his body.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Compared to before the breakthrough, he felt like he had entered a completely different world.
A flash of joy appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.
The ninth level of Chun Yang Gong, not bad!
As soon as he thought about it, a virtual light screen panel appeared on his retina.
[Name: Yi Chen]
【Lifespan: 18/261】
[Strength: 82, {Strength breaks through the realm once: Penetration lv1 (Strength adds shock penetration effect) Strength lv1 (Strength attribute effect increases by 20%)} Stamina : 77, {Break through the realm once: Excessive energy storage lv1 (After the energy storage is complete, the total amount of physical strength and internal energy increases by three times) Overload recovery lv1 (Physical strength consumption doubles, and the body's self-healing ability increases by five times)} Spirit: 67, {Break through the realm once: Divine control lv1 (solidify the spirit, strengthen the defense against soul-type spell impacts)} Agility: 67, {Break through the realm once: Swiftness lv1 (Agility attribute effect increases by 10%)}]
[Kung Fu: Pure Yang True Art, Level 9 (Traits: Fitness, Fiery, Divine Power, Evil-Repelling, Toughness, Recovering Qi, Ignition, True Yang, Unparalleled). Active Skill: True Yang Tyrant (Blue Flame Burns the Sky, Applied to Oneself, Greatly Improves Physical Fitness and Internal Qi Activity, Strengthens the Ability to Break Laws, Lasts for 30 Minutes, No Weak Period)
Active Skill: Soul Burning (The hottest thing is burning, igniting one's own potential, burning lifespan, in exchange for might. Currently, igniting three years of lifespan increases strength and internal energy by 50%, up to a five-fold increase in strength.)
Active Skill: True Yang Spirit (The combination of essence and qi, qi and spirit, the combination of essence, qi and spirit, is called spirit. By consuming a large amount of qi, you can summon your own True Yang Spirit, gaining boundless power, breaking spells, firmness, and divine power. The duration is eight minutes.)
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[Kung Fu: Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique Level 4 (Traits: Eagle Eyes, Night Vision, Yin Qi Perception, Mind's Eye Reflection lv1, Evil Thought Perception lv1.)]
[Passive skills: Painting skill lv1, Wedding hosting lv2, Funeral hosting lv3. Cooking skill lv3]
[Source: 0]
[Deep red value: 156.]
Power! Power! Power! Such an increase is simply terrifying.
The capital for making a living is even stronger.
With this breakthrough, Yi Chen not only made up for the ten years of life lost due to the Soul Burning Transformation, but also increased his life by fifty years, reaching a staggering 261 years.
Such business can be said to be very profitable, and needless to say, the four-dimensional data has also seen a substantial increase.
Especially the two attributes of strength and stamina, the second breakthrough is just around the corner.
After the inner energy turned deep blue, the duration of True Yang Tyrant reached thirty minutes, and the greater gain was——
New active skill, True Yang Soul! In Yi Chen's previous memories, when he unfolded the True Yang Soul, his strength was extremely terrifying, even stronger than when he just reached the peak of his Burning Soul Transformation.
This allowed Yi Chen to completely step into the door of the true person realm of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.
"After all, the scenes in my memory are separated from the real me by a layer. Why not try the power of the True Yang Spirit?"
A thought suddenly emerged in Yi Chen's mind.
Just do it if you want to. Yi Chen looked at the barrier formed by the formation, smiled grimly, and chanted the magic.
"True Yang Spirit!" he roared in his heart.
Deep green internal energy suddenly spread out, and the shadow of a three-meter-tall Taoist suddenly appeared on Yi Chen, with the same face as him, as if it were real or illusory.
As his mind moved, a three-meter-tall Taoist transformed into a deep blue rainbow light and slammed into the barrier of the formation while waving his fist.
"Open it for me!" Yi Chen roared and punched the barrier of the formation.
Creating ripples!
Then the ripples disappeared... Yi Chen's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Not this time.
Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!
Yi Chen kept punching with the phantom surrounding him. For a moment, his energy was like a raging wave, rolling up thousands of waves, pouring down on the barrier of the formation like a tsunami.
After one minute, the barrier faded in color, became translucent, transparent, and then disappeared.
The four thick iron pillars supporting the formation suddenly exploded and broke into three pieces.
The formation is broken!
Daochang out! I rarely pull out the panel, and also shortened some of the introductions, it's really hard not to put it.
I deliberately wrote 174 more words to make up for it. You shouldn't need any coins if it's less than 200.
(End of this chapter)