Zhang Mingtu saw glittering fragments in the blood and bones flowing from his body. Those should be considered fragments of the Great Dao.
These are the marks and traces left by his practice of the six most supreme magical skills in the world.
The imprint of the Great Dao in the Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is more inclined towards the heaven and earth of the hungry ghost realm, giving people a familiar feeling.
Integrating into the ancient sword makes the sword shine even brighter, while the Dao runes from the Taoist Tiangang Guiyuan and the Acala Sutra are steady and beneficial, with a solid and immortal quality.
Being integrated into the ancient sword makes it even more ancient, but a sense of solidity and immortality emerges from the overall sword.
The runes inside it that had been erased over the long years completely disappeared, replaced by a brand new imprint of the avenue.
Moreover, this brand came entirely from Zhang Mingtu himself. The entire ancient sword was more and more compatible with Zhang Mingtu. As more and more blood flowed, Zhang Mingtu sat cross-legged there, and even felt that this bottle of ancient sword was connected to his breath.
When he breathed, the ancient sword was also breathing slightly, inhaling and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth. Gu Jian was performing the same action as it, and absorbed more essence of heaven and earth.
"The Way of the Gods..."
Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but let out a sigh from time to time, and he had a new understanding of the three words "Tian Shen Dao".
The ancient sword absorbs and exhales the essence of heaven and earth. Due to the nature of the ancient sword being more solid and immortal, it absorbs and exhales a great amount of the essence of heaven and earth. In addition to practicing, it can make Zhang Mingtu's practice speed even faster.
At the same time, since the ancient sword is almost connected to Zhang Mingtutu by blood, it has all kinds of great ways. The essence it inhales and exhales has been refined once. Zhang Mingtu can directly refine it into his body and use it directly without over-refining. The speed of his overall cultivation has been greatly improved.
"Just this one method alone, countless people in the world want to pursue it. No wonder they dare to call themselves gods..."
Zhang Mingtu sighed softly, and the ancient sword in his hand seemed to melt, with the front half merging into his body bit by bit. Zhang Mingtu did not feel any pain at all, as if it had really become a part of his body.
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