Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Luoshui Lake.

The sky in the distance was turning a pale white.

A thin mist drifted across the river.

A black and white rainbow flashed across the river and disappeared silently into the lake.

Jiang Ning's primordial spirit traversed the icy lake, and the fish, aquatic plants, undercurrents, and reefs in the lake were all vividly presented in his mind.

As he cast his thoughts like a net, covering a large area of ​​water, he precisely scooped up the scattered fragments of Taiyin Stone from the lakebed.

A flash of dark light, and it fell into the embrace of his primordial spirit body.

It only took a moment, less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

He plundered the vast Luoshui Lake, which spans several counties.

A total of thirty-seven fragments of the Taiyin Stone were contained within his primordial spirit.

"And the rare and precious materials in the lake, we'll be able to harvest them soon!" His primordial spirit hovered on the lake surface shrouded in a thin mist, and these thoughts flashed through his mind.

He had just skimmed across Luoshui Lake, and in that short time, he had found rare and precious treasures that were once difficult to find underwater.

Although there were many rare and precious materials scattered at the bottom of the lake, they were as numerous as the stars in the sky.

But in his mind now, he can easily handle these diverse and numerous natural treasures.

Of these rare and precious materials, he didn't recognize 30% of them; they weren't even recorded in any books.

However, based solely on that brief moment of mental focus, he was able to roughly discern the effects of those rare and precious herbs.

From his current perspective, nothing in the world holds many secrets.

The function and medicinal effects of a rare and precious herb can be roughly discerned by observing the energy particles it comprises.

The same applies to the year and the potency of the medicine.

The rare and precious materials in Luoshui Lake are generally of low age and ordinary value. Ordinary cultivators who have reached his level would never even look at these things that are like roadside weeds.

Let alone immortal cultivators, in his view, even martial arts experts, if they have the strength and physical qualities of a third-grade grandmaster, would not be interested in the 99% of the rare and precious materials in Luoshui Lake.

Like when he first entered the martial arts school and came into contact with martial arts, Zhou Xing gave him wild ginseng.

There are many rare and precious materials of this caliber in Luoshui Lake.

However, for martial artists with even slightly stronger abilities, this kind of thing is too troublesome to eat, and its effects are almost negligible.

But for him, it was not so.

Although the quality of the rare and precious materials in the lake was low, they did almost no improvement to his strength.

However, if the quantity is large enough and the supply is plentiful, it can help him accumulate resources.

He is currently in dire need of accumulating source points.

If he had enough Source Points, his strength would be enough to reach another level from his current level.

He had already made up his mind after thinking it over.

Then, he transformed into a rainbow again and departed, heading straight towards Xisha County.

He hadn't dared to go to Xisha County before because he was afraid of Huang Tian Dao Ren's strength.

Now that he has come this far, he is no longer afraid.

Achieving the status of a Yin-Yang Nine Profound Immortal, with a superior foundation in the Dao of Immortality, allowed him to traverse prefectures in an instant. The vastness of the world seemed small in his eyes.

He was confident that Huang Tian Daoist would not be able to keep him alive using this method.

next moment.

He appeared over Xisha County.

His mind expanded unchecked, searching for Huang Tian Dao Ren and the largest energy body.

In his current view, every life, whether as small as an ant or as large as a bird of prey, is a mass of energy.

In ordinary people, the blood and qi appear dull, like fireflies, with varying brightness, indicating different physical conditions.

A martial artist's qi and blood are like a torch, a bonfire, or a furnace.

Huang Tian Dao Ren is known as the second strongest person in the world.

According to the Martial Saint, he was a true powerhouse with second-best strength.

at the same time.

A Taoist priest dressed in a yellowish-brown robe, with the Bagua diagram of Qiankun engraved on the back, sat cross-legged in a valley.

The mist in the valley was thick and heavy, unlike the thin mist outside.

The surrounding mountain walls are steep and sheer, with exposed rocks that are dark brown and dotted with fluorescent moss.

At the center of the valley floor is a natural stone platform, ten zhang in circumference. The surface of the platform is as smooth as a mirror, with intricate and mysterious array patterns faintly visible, slowly drawing upon the power of the earth's veins.

Around the stone platform, eight thick, earth-yellow beams of light rose from the ground, twisting and turning like earth dragons turning over, and finally merged into the body of Huang Tiandao, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone platform.

Within that pillar of light, a faint dragon-shaped phantom could be seen moving about, each breath causing the spiritual energy in the valley to vibrate and the rocks to hum.

Huang Tian Dao Ren was thin, and his face was shrouded in a thin layer of yellowish-brown mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

He placed his hands in a mudra in front of his abdomen, his aura as heavy and solid as the earth, his vitality as vigorous as an ancient tree in spring, and his blood and qi as surging as a river and sea. He showed no signs of the dejection that one might expect after fighting alongside King Ji Xuan.

The Qi from the eight meridians enters his body and flows through his meridians. With each cycle, his Qi becomes more robust, showing signs of breaking through some kind of limit.

Just now.

Huang Tian Dao Ren's hands, which were forming a hand seal, suddenly trembled slightly.

A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart, as if he were being pierced by a cold gaze from the heavens.

That gaze was not tangible, yet it carried a detached and penetrating indifference that looked down upon all living beings, causing the earth's energy circulating around him to stagnate.

He suddenly looked up.

Through the misty air in the valley, following his instincts, his gaze pierced through the obstruction of the mountain rocks and cliffs, and he saw a figure silently floating high in the sky.

The person was enveloped in a hazy, chaotic halo, with black and white energies swirling around like dragons, and nine layers of yin and yang mystic light spreading out in layers, accompanied by a wisp of noble purple energy.

His left eye was as bright as the sun, and his right eye was as dark as the moon. He was calmly looking down at the valley below. Wherever his gaze fell, the direction of the spiritual energy in the valley, the patterns of the earth veins, and even every bit of the flow of his blood and magic power were completely seen through and could not be hidden.

"A Primordial Spirit Immortal?!"

Huang Tiandao's heart trembled violently, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He cultivated for hundreds of years, practicing both immortality and martial arts. He had witnessed the splendor of the primordial spirit immortals described in ancient scrolls, and had also sensed the obscure aura of sleeping immortals in some hidden grottoes.

But never before has anyone given me this feeling, such an inexplicable sense of oppression and mystery.

The primordial spirit body intertwined with yin and yang, and the foundation illuminated by the ninefold profound light, instantly made him think of a possibility.

Superior Immortal Foundation!

He was deeply shocked and filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Where did this person come from?

While there are quite a few primordial spirit immortals throughout the world, they are not found everywhere.

And most of them are located in blessed lands and grottoes.

Now that the Martial Saint is awe-inspiring and oversees the world, who would dare to easily leave the protection of this blessed land?
Not to mention, the profound sense of mystery presented by the descent of this primordial spirit immortal made him absolutely certain that this was a mystery that only a superior immortal foundation could possess.

A chaotic halo enveloped the area, radiating yin and yang light, accompanied by purple aura. Is this person friend or foe? What are their intentions?
Countless thoughts raced through Huang Tiandao's mind in an instant, and fear and solemnity surged up like a tide.

He slowly closed his magic seal, and the pillars of light from the earth veins around him gradually dimmed, but the vast blood and magical power within his body quietly rose to their peak, ready to be unleashed.

The air in the valley seemed to freeze, only the gaze cast down from above, as sharp as ice and as powerful as lightning, pierced through all illusions.

At the same time, Jiang Ning's primordial spirit in the sky also took in Huang Tian Dao Ren's condition.

In his view, Huang Tian Dao Ren was no longer a vague concept of a powerful being, but an incredibly clear and well-structured aggregate of energy.

His physical body was brimming with vital energy and blood, as if burning in a furnace, intense and pure, without the slightest sign of hidden injuries or chronic illnesses.

Within the dantian, martial arts essence and immortal spiritual power intertwine and flow, forming a unique balance where they mutually enhance each other rather than repel one another.

Deep within the spiritual realm, a wisp of primordial spirit light also manifested completely independently, solid and resilient. Even without stepping out, it possessed extraordinary qualities.

Golden divine power permeated every inch of his flesh and blood, every cell, appearing from a microscopic perspective like a blazing sun at its zenith.

The existence of Huang Tian Dao Ren exudes an invisible field that distorts the surrounding energy particles and even the surrounding light, making him appear like a celestial body.

"Full of vitality, with perfect blood and energy, showing no signs of injury. It seems the Martial Saint's words were true; this person's strength has indeed reached an unbelievable level. Ji Xuan will most likely suffer a setback at his hands, as his strength is inferior to his!" Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

The commotion he had just witnessed resurfaced in his mind.

Drawing the energy from the eight earth veins into the body is a form of cultivation.

"Second best in the world!"

"Perhaps this Huang Tian Dao Ren is truly the second best in the world!!"

Their eyes met, one high above the other, their gazes converging in the void.

The valley was completely silent.

However, the eye contact lasted only a moment.

Jiang Ning's primordial spirit in the sky remained silent and showed no hostility whatsoever.

After taking one look, he turned around, and the Yin-Yang Xuan light around him suddenly flowed, transforming into a dazzling streak of black and white light, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, and disappeared into the eastern horizon in an instant.

fast!
Extremely fast!

The speed of that escape light had surpassed Huang Tian Dao Ren's understanding of speed, as if ignoring the distance in space. One moment it was right in front of him, and the next it had already disappeared thousands of miles away, leaving not even an afterimage, but only a straight, faint black and white light in the air.

Huang Tian Dao Ren maintained his upward gaze, but a hint of solemnity and surprise flashed deep in his pupils.

"Who...is this person?" The question popped into his mind again.

People from the Immortal Grotto Heaven, under the watchful eye of the Martial Saint, will inevitably face the Martial Saint's thunderous strike if they venture out.

He firmly believed this.

The more you interact with the Martial Saint, the more you can feel his incredible power.

His contact with the Martial Saint was far deeper and his understanding of him far surpassed that of other powerful figures.

He had no doubt about the Martial Saint's strength.

"If they weren't old monsters from immortal grottoes, there would be very few people in the world who could reach this level. Even in Qingxu Temple, there are only two or three."

He muttered to himself, then shook his head. "It doesn't match up! There's no such person in the world. Such brilliance most likely indicates that he has achieved the legendary superior immortal foundation."

After pondering it over and over, he slowly withdrew his gaze and sat down again, but his mind could no longer fully immerse itself in cultivation.

He looked into the distance, in the direction Jiang Ning had just left, a hint of sorrow quietly appearing between his brows.

He knew that the emergence of such an incredible figure would inevitably bring new changes to the world.

The greater the variables, the less control he has over the future.

at the same time.

Jiang Ning's primordial spirit has traversed thousands of mountains and rivers, returning to a cave deep in the desolate mountains.

The primordial spirit transformed into a stream of light and entered the space between the eyebrows of the physical body.

Jiang Ning, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, slowly opened his eyes.

The black and white hues in his eyes flashed briefly before returning to their deep, unfathomable state.

He gently moved his fingers, feeling the perfect sense of unity between body and soul after his primordial spirit returned to its place, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

"With the initial formation of my primordial spirit, I can travel ten thousand miles in a single thought. The world suddenly seems as vast as a low-lying area to me, and I can see the essence of all things at a glance. The wonders of the immortal path are indeed incomparable to the martial path." He sighed inwardly, "That Huangtian Daoist just now, with his perfect blood and qi and vigorous vitality, was indeed formidable. If we were to fight him using martial arts, even if I used all my trump cards, the outcome would be fifty-fifty. But with the addition of my primordial spirit's abilities, the outcome is still uncertain!"

He shook his head secretly, not wanting to think about it any further.

He doesn't have a clear assessment of his current abilities.

There is no clear concept of how strong Huang Tian Dao Ren's level of strength is.

Despite having confidence, there is no basis for judgment.

"We'll only know for sure after we fight!" he muttered to himself.

Then, he slowly rose from the boulder, a thought flashing through his mind.

"However, this trip has confirmed two things."

With a flash, he disappeared into the cave and arrived at the top of the cliff.

He looked at the gradually brightening sky outside. "Firstly, Huang Tian Dao Ren was not injured, and Ji Xuan most likely suffered a loss at his hands. Secondly... this world is indeed more lively than I imagined."

He recalled that when his primordial spirit traveled just now, it traversed tens of thousands of miles and crossed countless mountains and rivers in a short time.

His powerful primordial spirit allowed him to easily perceive everything along the way.

He sensed a unique and powerful aura beyond the wilderness and in the mountains and forests.

"In ancient times, immortals, demons, and gods coexisted."

"Now that the ten regions have merged, heaven and earth are gradually recovering, and the gods have long existed."

"Mountains have mountains and rivers, and rivers have river gods. The convergence of spirituality may awaken these immortal gods!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood.

Even before this day, he had come into contact with the existence of God on many occasions.

Like the flesh and blood god of the God Worshiping Cult, like the Black Lotus Holy Mother of the Black Lotus Cult, like the Fu Yuan Saint King who caused a ruckus in the capital, like Wang Qingtan and Su Qingying who possess divinity.

"With my current abilities, finding that God of Flesh and Blood is no longer a difficult task!"

"Let's find some time to settle this score once and for all!"

"And the Black Lotus Mother!"

One thought after another surfaced in his mind.

Then, I calmed myself down.

With a flick of his wrist, the thirty-seven fragments of the Taiyin Stone that he had just brought floated above his palm, their dark light swirling and emitting bursts of chilling moonlight.

"Once it was difficult to find even one, but now, in just a short time, all the Taiyin Stone fragments scattered in the Luo River have been collected!"

He clenched his fist and applied slight force, and the thirty-seven fragments of the Taiyin Stone began to merge together.

In just a moment, they came together as a whole.

"It still feels dilapidated!" He shook his head, then summoned the wine jug from before and tossed the fused Yin Stone into it. (End of Chapter)