Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 754 Divine Power - Stepping Through the Nine Heavens!

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye after a series of discussions on cultivation and the Dao.

Song Changming benefited greatly. Looking at his panel, he saw that a supernatural ability that he hadn't mastered for a long time had finally accumulated enough experience points.

Song Changming suddenly stood up, his body enveloped in divine power from the heavens. The divine water in the divine pool seemed to resonate with him, stirring up some ripples.

A strange look flashed across the goddess's face, as if she was surprised by Song Changming's sudden enlightenment.

Song Changming raised his head slightly, his divine eyes gazing into the endless darkness of the outer heavens, as if looking directly at the most fundamental source of the world, the supreme Dao!
Supernatural Power: Stepping Through the Nine Heavens!

With one step, the divine water in the divine pool was completely activated, transforming into a water column that pressed against Song Changming's feet.

hum!
The supreme divine will erupted at this moment, turning everything before Song Changming's eyes upside down.

Spacetime was distorted, life and death were rewritten, and even the Great Dao seemed to lose its power at this moment.

But this feeling of changing the rules only lingered for a moment under Song Changming's feet, and then all his vast immortal power was instantly drained, leaving not a trace.

The martial arts pill had also become completely dull and was about to stop functioning.

"What's going on?" Song Changming hadn't expected such a turn of events.

Just one use of his supernatural power nearly drained him dry.

You must know that he is now at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, what kind of magic can't he use!
If it weren't for the control panel, Song Changming would have almost thought he had practiced incorrectly and done something wrong for a moment.

A delicate, glowing hand reached out and grasped his left palm.

At the same time, a divine power from the heavens, tens of millions of times stronger than him, was forcefully poured into his body without his consent.

It was this infusion of divine power that allowed Song Changming to recover and prevented his foundation from being damaged by this sudden unexpected situation.

The martial elixir within the body, which was about to cease functioning, also regained its faint glow under the infusion of divine power.

Song Changming breathed a sigh of relief, only then noticing the warmth in his left palm and the goddess master so close to him.

This is the first time in a hundred years that I have been able to get so close to my master.

The two landed again, but the Goddess of the Nine Heavens had no intention of letting go. She stared intently at her only disciple, her expressionless face revealing her inner turmoil.

"Master, what just happened?" Song Changming asked first.

He was still somewhat dazed when he used that supernatural power for the first time.

“This divine power should not have been in your possession at this moment. Without the Dao Fruit of the Profound Immortal, the use of this divine power will cost you your life. You must not attempt it again,” the goddess said.

"Is it a divine power that only a Xuanxian can use?" Song Changming replied, but in his heart he felt that this divine power in the Nine Heavens Divine Scripture was truly unique and exceptionally powerful.

That step almost killed him.

He made up his mind that even when he reached the Xuanxian realm, he would be more careful when using this supernatural power.

"So, how did you master this supernatural power?" The goddess withdrew her hand and continued to ask.

“In the past, I have been studying and comprehending the Dharma every day. This time, with Master’s guidance, I have suddenly realized something and gained some insights,” Song Changming said truthfully.

He did indeed study the Dharma diligently every day, but the most important thing was that the supernatural power experience points on the panel had reached a critical point, and today he had completely maxed them out.

He ignored what was on the panel, and the goddess master had no way of investigating it.

"That's enough about your supernatural powers. Remember not to use them again." The goddess didn't ask any more questions, but simply gave one more piece of advice.

"This disciple will remember." Song Changming smiled slightly and took his leave.

Every two or three months, he would come to Nine Heavens Star to cultivate and comprehend the Dao with his goddess master. This fixed schedule had been maintained for a hundred years and had become his daily habit. Suddenly, the goddess waved her hand and pushed something into Song Changming's hand.

"This is..." Song Changming looked at the small, blue fruit in his hand that resembled a teardrop with some surprise.

"Promotion to the rank of Qu General, congratulations!" the goddess said slowly.

This was clearly a small gift from the goddess to him.

What surprised Song Changming the most was that this goddess master, who was indifferent to everything, actually had this side to her.

Knowing that he had been promoted to the rank of Qujiang, and still thinking about it, she gave him a congratulatory gift.

Song Changming smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Thank you, Master."

The Divine Tear Fruit is a wonderful thing. Eating it not only cleanses the entire body and strengthens the immortal body, but also increases one's cultivation level considerably.

Over the previous century, Song Changming had received three such items, all of which were gifts from this goddess master.

Apart from the Goddess Master, no one else has ever seen this Divine Tear Fruit. It seems that this treasure is unique to the Goddess Master.

The Divine Tear Fruit played a significant role in his rapid breakthrough to the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.

If he had a few more, he wouldn't be far from reaching the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm.

However, even his master couldn't produce divine fruits of this caliber in large quantities.

Not for any other reason, but simply because Heaven forbids it!
If the Divine Tear Fruit could be mass-produced, what difficulty would there be in cultivation?

The more Song Changming cultivated himself, the more he understood many things. There were constraints in the unseen world; it wasn't that he couldn't do them, but that the way of heaven wouldn't allow him to.

Before becoming an immortal, I thought that being an immortal meant freedom.

Only after becoming an immortal did I realize that following the way of heaven is the true essence.

After becoming a disciple of the Nine Heavens Goddess, he increasingly felt that the Heavenly Dao was getting in his way.
After leaving the goddess, Song Changming returned to the Celestial Court and his General's Mansion, where he first refined the Divine Tear Fruit.

This fruit has a remarkable tempering effect on ordinary celestial bodies, but its effect on his physical strength is not very obvious.

However, his cultivation in the immortal path has increased significantly, allowing him to take another big step closer to the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm.

The Northern Immortal Army, with its five divisions stationed there.

"So you're the one who wants to come and join me?" Song Changming looked at the big guy kneeling in front of him, somewhat confused.

"Yes, I am Chi, and I have long admired the general." Even though the big man was kneeling on the ground, he was still much taller than Song Changming.

He was quite plump, with a somewhat simple and honest appearance, and his pair of black and gold double pupils carried an extraordinary Daoist aura.

"Oh?" Song Changming looked at him more carefully for a few more moments before asking, "Have we met before?"

"General, you may not know me, but I personally witnessed you kick that evil Buddha to death with three kicks in the mortal realm!" Chi said, his expression slightly agitated.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming realized that if he had only heard the term "evil Buddha," he would have had to think about it. But with the prefix "kicked to death in three kicks," it became very clear.

The other party was referring to the Buddhist disciple Jintan, whom he had killed.

But how did this guy know about this?

He had observed that day that there were no onlookers left in the vicinity, and if the other party had been there, he would have definitely noticed.

(End of this chapter)