Chapter 72: The King of Suffering in Daluo Sect
Chen Nanxuan had previously caused a disaster by forcibly spying on the future. A mysterious person across the river pinched his Spring Autumn Cicada to death with a hand, causing his soul to lose the protection of the Spring Autumn Cicada and become extremely weak.
So his soul has been separated from Xiao Huo these days, and he has been practicing alone on the top of the mountain behind Daluo Mountain.
Although Daluo Mountain is not a high-end fairy mountain, it is also a sacred mountain, at least much stronger than some ordinary mountains.
There are many underground veins in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are also veins under Daluo Mountain. Although they are a bit weak, a mosquito leg is still meat.
The spiritual energy of the earth veins under Mount Daluo nourishes the creatures and plants on Mount Daluo to thrive, so the natural ecology of Mount Daluo is much stronger than other nearby mountains.
So Chen Nanxuan thought about stealing some spiritual energy from the Daluo Mountain to replenish his soul.
Everything was normal a few days ago, but something unexpected happened today. A sun as big as a wheel suddenly appeared on Daluo Mountain. Everyone knows that souls are afraid of light, but Lu Yuan's test question for Jiang Ming almost cost Chen Nanxuan's life when he was stealing the spiritual energy of the earth veins on the top of the mountain.
Chen Nanxuan cursed and crawled into a crevice in the rock and managed to survive. After the scorching sun disappeared, he went out to check and found out that it was the spiritual sun created by Lu Yuan.
Chen Nanxuan had been observing secretly and he discovered that his master had accepted a new disciple, and that the spiritual sun was used to examine the new disciple.
Later, Lu Yuan brought his new disciple Jiang Ming into the Daluo Palace and plotted for a long time before coming out. Finally, Xiao Huang led them back to their residence.
Chen Nanxuan, who had been peeping at the whole process, returned to Xiao Huo's yard and shared the news with Xiao Huo.
After Xiao Huo and Xuan Lao heard the news, they asked, "A new junior fellow apprentice? So what?"
Xiao Huo didn't quite understand what Chen Nanxuan meant.
You seem...happy?
We two are heretics, and we have already offended our master deeply. Don't you know what our status is in the Daluo Sect now? Abandoned disciples of the powerful, marginalized people in the Daluo Sect.
Now that the master has accepted a new disciple, he is more focused on the new disciple. The status of the two of us has been lowered. What are you happy about? Chen Nanxuan said: "Young people are still too young and think about problems too one-sidedly. Based on our experience, haven't you seen it yet? After the master passes on the skills, he will not care about who the final practitioner of the skills is.
Immortal fate is obtained by those who are destined to it. Didn't the original skills of you and me finally belong to Xiao Huang? Therefore, the competition for immortal fate should be tacitly allowed in the Daluo Sect.
This new junior brother should have received the skills passed down by the master by now. The level of his skills must be very high. This is a new fate for the immortals!"
Chen Nanxuan paused for a moment and continued, "Xiao Huang can intercept the immortal fate of you and me, so there is no reason why we can't intercept the immortal fate of this new junior brother. Think about it, Xiao Huang has the immortal fate of you and me, and his achievements in the future when he ascends to the immortal world will be limitless.
If we can intercept the immortal fate of this new junior apprentice, can our achievements be lower than Xiao Huang's?"
What Chen Nanxuan meant was that he was going to cut off the opportunity. If Xiao Huang could take their opportunity, there was no reason why they couldn't take that of this new junior brother.
Xiao Huo frowned as he listened to Chen Nanxuan's words.
“This is not good…”
Intercepting the opportunity of a fellow disciple? Xiao Huang ate it by mistake without knowing it, and Xiao Huo threw it away on his own initiative the second time, neither of which was intentional.
But now they both know clearly that what their master passed down are all real things. It is too much for them to take away someone's immortal fate in such a conscience, especially from their fellow disciples.
Chen Nanxuan sneered and said, "Those who want to achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. You have never experienced the thunder tribulation and have never seen the gate of heaven. You don't know how terrifying the thunder tribulation of ascension is, and how narrow the gate of heaven is.
There are tens of millions of immortal cultivators in the world, but how many of them can ascend to heaven? Everyone is striving to become an immortal. If you don't fight for your chance to become an immortal, someone else will become a saint in the future. When you turn into dust, you will realize how ridiculous your current thoughts are.
Besides, if we cheated him, he can cheat others in the future. Who among those who can prove the Great Dao has not suffered losses? Suffering losses is a good thing. I am teaching him a lesson today for his own good. It is better to be cheated by your own people than by outsiders. "
In his previous life, Chen Nanxuan practiced for 500 years and was able to overcome the tribulation. The reason he did this was because he was very tough and used every possible means. Otherwise, how could he stand out among the millions of elite disciples in the Zhenwu Immortal Sect?
He is not like Xiao Huo who is cautious and prudent.
Chen Nanxuan discussed it with Master Xuan.
"Master Xuan, you should understand that history only remembers the victors."
Master Xuan is also in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, so it is easier for him to communicate with Master Xuan.
Master Xuan thought for a moment and agreed with Chen Nanxuan's approach.
Although it is immoral, what is conscience in the face of huge benefits? The huge benefits of ascending to the upper realms and becoming gods and immortals are enough to cover up conscience.
Although Xiao Huo felt it was immoral, Old Xuan didn't listen to him this time. He possessed himself and forcibly dragged him away.
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At the same time, in the room where Jiang Ming was, Jiang Ming followed the practice diagram described in the Fanchen Jue and performed one practice movement after another. These movements were tricky and strange, but they all coincided with the mysteries of the human body.
Every movement is cultivating the physical body. The Fanchen Kungfu emphasizes practicing from the outside to the inside, from the macro to the micro.
Start by exercising your hands and feet, your facial features, skin and hair, then your internal organs, the nine orifices, 12 meridians, 204 bones, 720 acupoints, and billions of cells in the body... Every organ and every cell can be transformed into a speck of mortal dust.
Now Jiang Ming is training his external body's limbs.
According to the instructions in the exercises, he refined his hands, feet, five senses, and internal organs into mortal particles.
The initial practice process was extremely painful. Jiang Ming felt as if his entire body was being torn apart and reassembled. Most people would not be able to endure it.
But Jiang Ming was born into a poor family. As a country kid, he grew up in hardship. He might not be as good as others, but he has never lost in endurance of hardship.
He has an extremely strong will. He remembers taking medicine as a child, and his mother told him that the more bitter the medicine was, the better the effect would be.
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The same goes for cultivating immortals. The more pain the body feels, the better the effect is, and the more it proves that he is practicing correctly.
After all, cultivating immortals is the process of life evolution. If it is painless for a mortal to cultivate to become an immortal who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, Jiang Ming would feel uneasy.
Pain is good! Pain is reassuring! The more pain, the more reassuring! The more pain Jiang Ming felt, the happier he was. The hair, skin, and bones on his limbs were like being stuffed into a meat grinder and chopped into pieces.
This feels right! Jiang Ming fainted countless times in one night, but he quickly woke up and continued to practice the movements.
After much difficulty, I entered the Daluo Sect and learned how to practice immortal arts. Wasting any moment of time would be wasting my life.
Over the course of the night, Jiang Ming fainted from the pain 12 times.
When the first light of day appeared in the morning, Jiang Ming discovered that 12 particles of mortal world had been refined into his body overnight.
He has successfully refined his limbs, head, skin, hair, and internal organs into mortal particles.
Jiang Ming felt that his blood was surging like a river, and his strength increased dramatically overnight.
There is a huge rock in the Daluo Mountain. Jiang Ming estimated that it weighs about a thousand pounds. He circulated the 12 mortal particles in his body and was able to lift the thousand-pound rock with his hands.
According to the Fanchen Jue, each particle of Fanchen can bring 100 kilograms of strength.
12 pills means 1,200 kilograms.
Don't underestimate this 1,200 kilograms of strength, this is just the beginning.
The goal of the first stage of the Mortal Technique is 100 Mortal Dust particles, which add up to ten thousand pounds of strength and a hundred times the physical fitness.
A casual punch from him can exert a force of ten thousand pounds, comparable to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Moreover, the upper limit of mortal particles is unknown, while human cells and dust particles can condense infinitely.
The increase of 12 mortal particles is not significant, but what if it is 120,000 particles? What about 120 million particles?
Jiang Ming put down the boulder and turned back to the house.
"Last night I was able to condense 12 Mortal Dust particles. My body and I became stronger, and I didn't feel tired even without sleeping. I will work harder tonight, and it shouldn't be difficult to condense 24 Mortal Dust particles.
As long as I keep working hard, I can continue to increase my efforts. By analogy, I can condense 48 pills on the third day, 96 pills on the fourth day, and double it in this way. Only then can I live up to Master’s expectations.”
Jiang Ming continued to practice hard, and Daluo Sect was in charge of the hard-working king!
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