Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Two completely different yet subtly compatible sword intents erupted simultaneously!
In an instant, a miniature chaotic reincarnation domain unfolded centered on Fu Shaoping, forcibly bringing the chaotic sword intent of that area under control! At the same time, the starlight of the Beichen Sword, like the most skillful key, embedded itself into the seal's flaw, guiding the sealing power that was about to collapse. Like an enraged dragon, it suddenly turned and slammed towards the star-robed youth who was at the forefront, as well as the cultivators rushing in from the periphery!
"what?!"

"not good!"

The young man in the star-patterned robe's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Fu Shaoping to have such methods! In haste, he held the starlight longsword horizontally in front of him, directly blocking the powerful sealing force that was coming back!
"boom!!!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens! The young man in the star-patterned robe was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting blood as he flew backward, his starlight dimming! The other cultivators on the periphery screamed as they were crushed by the sealing power, their bodies and souls annihilated!

Even the shadowy figure was affected by this sudden turn of events. It let out a muffled groan, and the shadow around it fluctuated violently, clearly indicating that it was also affected.

As Fu Shaoping drew both swords simultaneously and guided the backlash of the seal, he had already calculated the trajectory. His body was covered in golden rainbow, and like a fish, he followed the seal node that had been temporarily stabilized by the Beichen Sword but had become relatively weak due to the backlash, and narrowly—drilled into it!
They entered directly into the interior of the Nine Pillars Seal and appeared before the chaotic sword source!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the two people outside reacted, Fu Shaoping had already succeeded!

"You brat! How dare you!" The young man in the star-patterned robe steadied himself, his eyes bloodshot with rage. Ignoring his injuries, he once again gathered starlight and launched a frenzied attack on the seal!

The shadow figure also had a cold look in his eyes, and once again cast a hand seal, attempting to close the gap again.

But would Fu Shaoping give them that chance?
He gazed at the chaotic sword source before him, so close yet radiating both endless allure and danger, sensing the power of creation and destruction contained within it. He took a deep breath and made a bold decision—

He opened his arms and actively connected his own Chaotic Reincarnation Sword Domain with that Chaotic Sword Source!
He wanted to use himself as a furnace and the sword intent of reincarnation as a guide to forcibly refine the origin of the sword tomb!

"Boom!!!"

Like a spark falling into an oil depot! The Chaotic Sword Source erupted instantly! The vast, ocean-like origin of swordsmanship and fragments of rules, like billions of sharp swords, madly rushed into Fu Shaoping's sword domain and sea of ​​consciousness!
Pain! Indescribable pain! It felt as if my entire soul and body were being torn apart and assimilated by this violent force!
But his eyes were incredibly firm, holding onto a sliver of clarity, as he fully activated the Sunset Sword Manual and the Northern Star Inheritance, guiding this power to merge into his own Cycle of Reincarnation!

The cycle of dawn, flowing clouds, and setting sun was operating, expanding, and undergoing qualitative changes at an unprecedented speed! Driven by the violent energy, his cultivation began to break through the barriers of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection and even Core Formation!
Outside, the attacks from the young man in the star robe and the shadowy figure grew increasingly frenzied, causing the sealing barrier to flicker violently, on the verge of being breached.

Inside, Fu Shaoping is at the most critical moment of refining the sword source and breaking through his realm!

Life or death hangs in the balance; success or failure hinges on this moment!
Outside the Nine Pillars Seal, the attacks from the Star-Robed Youth and the Shadow Man were like a raging storm. The sealing light shield twisted violently, and cracks spread like a spider web, on the verge of completely collapsing! The violent energy turbulence tore through space, and the entire core area of ​​the Sword Tomb trembled.

Inside the seal, however, lies a completely different scene.

Fu Shaoping hovered before the Chaos Sword Source, his eyes tightly closed, his face slightly contorted with extreme pain, and beads of blood seeping from every pore of his body—a sign that his physical body was beyond its limits. Yet, his spine remained ramrod straight, and the Chaos Reincarnation Sword Domain expanded on an unprecedented scale, like a nascent miniature universe, forcibly enveloping, pulling, and refining the raging Chaos Sword Source!
This is tantamount to an ant trying to swallow an elephant, dancing on the edge of a knife, and teetering on the brink of life and death!

The Chaotic Sword Source contains the lingering sword obsessions, fragments of rules, and the most primal power of creation and destruction left behind by countless ancient sword cultivators after their demise. They are chaotic, violent, and conflicting with each other, each strand enough to shatter the consciousness of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At this moment, these forces are like billions of out-of-control swords, rampaging through Fu Shaoping's sword domain and meridians!

"Ugh—!"

He couldn't help but let out a low growl, feeling as if his soul had been thrown into a furnace, repeatedly tempered and torn apart by countless different sword intents. The vitality of the morning glow was impacted by the power of destruction, the trajectory of the flowing clouds was disrupted by the chaotic rules, and the desolation of the setting sun further stirred up a deeper death intent in the sword source, almost dragging him into eternal damnation.

In the critical moment, the legacy of the Northern Star Sword Immortal and that faint trace of Nirvana's true meaning became his last lifeline.

His insights into the ordering of stars and the arrangement of rules within the Beichen inheritance allowed him to barely maintain a sliver of clarity in his mind amidst the raging chaos, guiding a relatively gentle force into himself. That trace of Nirvana's true meaning, like a flickering candle in the wind, stubbornly persisted, protecting his primordial inner light from extinguishing amidst extreme destruction and pain, and at the very end of annihilation, subtly giving rise to an even purer vitality.

This was an incredibly dangerous and slow process. His physical body teetered on the brink of collapse and reconstruction, his meridians constantly shattering only to be forcibly reconnected by the increasingly resilient Chaos Sword Essence, and his sea of ​​consciousness expanding and compressing to become ever more expansive and stable.

I don't know how much time passed; it felt like a moment, yet also like millions of years.

"Crack!"

A barely perceptible soft sound emanated from within him. It wasn't that his bones shattered, but rather that his solid late-stage Foundation Establishment barrier finally crumbled under the impact of the immense power!

The foundation building has been completed, and everything will fall into place naturally!

However, the power did not stop pouring in! The power of the Chaos Sword Source remained immense, propelling his cultivation towards that higher realm—the Core Formation stage—in a fierce assault!

Within the Qi Sea, the vast Chaos Sword Essence began to spin and compress wildly! At the center, an extremely condensed point of light, containing all of Fu Shaoping's sword dao insights and divine soul origin, gradually lit up, like the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe!

Fake elixir, condense!

Just as the false core was about to completely condense and transform into the prototype of a true golden core—

"Boom!!!" Under the relentless onslaught of the star-robed youth and the shadowy figure, the nine-pillar seal finally shattered completely! Countless fragments of sword intent and runes exploded like fireworks!

Two figures, filled with murderous intent and greed, rushed in like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey!
"You brat! Prepare to die! The sword source is mine!" The young man in the star-patterned robe had a ferocious expression, seemingly disregarding the injuries he had sustained from the backlash of the seal. His starlight sword transformed into a galaxy that tore through the heavens and earth, aiming straight for Fu Shaoping's head! This sword strike, unleashed in fury, was far more powerful than before!
The shadow figure was even more bizarre, its body merging into the shattered shadows. The next moment, countless pitch-black shadow swords, like venomous snakes, pierced out from the void around Fu Shaoping, sealing off all his escape routes!
Beset by internal and external troubles! A breakthrough is imminent, but a formidable foe has arrived!

Fu Shaoping suddenly opened his eyes! His pupils were no longer human pupils, but rather the chaotic glow of light in his left eye and the rotation of the North Star River in his right eye!
Faced with the deadly attack from two powerful enemies, he not only did not panic, but instead let out a long roar that shook the heavens!

"You've come at the perfect time! I will use your blood to sacrifice for my Golden Core Dao!"

He didn't dodge or evade, but poured all the remaining power of the Chaos Sword Source, which was not yet fully refined, along with the power of the pseudo-core he had just condensed and the origin of the two swords, into his next sword strike!
Jingji and Beichen, the two swords resonated together, perfectly blending in actual combat for the first time!

The silence within is profound, the cycle of reincarnation is extinguished, and the foundation of heaven and earth is established!

The North Star governs external affairs, the Milky Way's rhythm evolves into warfare!
"Reincarnation Galaxy - Slash!"

A sword light of indescribable color erupted from his hand! Within that sword light, it seemed to contain the birth and death of the universe, the reincarnation of stars, and the return of all things to nothingness! It was both the end and the beginning!
As the sword light passed, the dazzling Milky Way sword aura of the young man in the star-patterned robe dimmed and disintegrated instantly, as if it had encountered its nemesis! He himself was invaded by the inner meaning of reincarnation and annihilation, letting out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with unbelievable fear. His whole body was as if time had been accelerated by ten thousand years, his flesh and blood withered, his life force cut off, and he finally turned into ashes!
The countless shadowy swords, upon touching the sword light, melted and vanished silently, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun! The shadowy figure let out a muffled groan and fell out of the void. The shadows around him completely dissipated, revealing a pale and distorted face. He looked at Fu Shaoping as if he were looking at a monster. Without hesitation, he burned his essence blood, transforming into a bloody shadow, and fled desperately into the distance!
One sword strike, one death, one escape!
Fu Shaoping stood with his sword in hand, his aura sweeping around him like a storm. He had finally completely refined and absorbed the chaotic sword source! The pseudo-core in his dantian spun wildly, absorbing the last bit of power, and finally settled down!
A mysterious golden pill, shimmering with chaotic light, swirling starlight, and faintly forming reincarnation runes, slowly took shape!
Golden Core stage achieved!
Moreover, it is not an ordinary golden core, but a Chaos Reincarnation Golden Core condensed from the origin of the ancient sword tomb and its own reincarnation sword path!
The moment the Golden Core was formed, a powerful pressure far exceeding that of ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivators spread out from him like a tide, sweeping away all the shattered sword intent and dust around him!
He felt the vast, boundless power within him, imbued with a sense of order and a new kind of strength that he had never felt before.

Fu Shaoping's gaze swept over the spot where the youth in the star-patterned robe had turned to ashes, then looked in the direction the shadowy figure had fled, his eyes icy cold.

He didn't chase after them, but slowly raised his head and looked at the dim yellow sky above the Sword Tomb.

The Golden Core is complete; it's time to leave this land of buried swords.

He could feel the bronze sword talisman in his hand heating up slightly, guiding him in the direction he was leaving.

The trip to the ancient sword tomb yielded far more rewards than expected.

The outside world, a much wider realm, awaits his exploration.

His legend has only just begun to enter a new chapter.

With his Golden Core fully formed, the power of chaotic reincarnation flowed ceaselessly within his body, as if he could manipulate the rules with every gesture. Fu Shaoping stood in the center of the shattered seal, his aura profound and imposing, completely out of place in this desolate Sword Tomb.

He glanced at the bronze sword talisman in his hand, whose light was gradually fading. The direction it pointed to was now clear—not the way he had come, but the void above this core area, which had become extremely unstable due to the broken seal.

There, a tiny vortex, composed of countless fragments of sword intent, was slowly taking shape, emitting faint spatial fluctuations. It was the exit of the Sword Tomb!

Clearly, the rules of this ancient sword tomb state that once the core opportunity is obtained, the gate to departure will be opened.

Without further hesitation, Fu Shaoping transformed into a chaotic, startling figure and plunged directly into the vortex of sword intent. Unlike the chaotic and violent passage he had entered through, the passage he left through was relatively smooth this time, surrounded by dazzling fragments of sword intent, as if he were traversing an art gallery composed of countless histories of swordsmanship.

Several hours later, the view suddenly opened up, and the long-lost fresh air, carrying the scent of grass and trees, filled his lungs. He had left that eternal twilight and returned to the edge of the Burial Sword Abyss.

It was still that same desolate, lifeless land, piled high with broken swords. But now, it evoked a different feeling in his eyes. He could clearly "see" the resentful sword intent contained within those broken swords, and feel the desolate Daoist aura flowing deep within this land. The perception and understanding of the sword Dao at the Golden Core stage were now incomparable to what they once were.

With a slight movement of his divine sense, he sensed that many powerful auras still lingered near the Sword Burial Abyss. Some were lingering, while others were hiding. Clearly, there were still people waiting for an opportunity, or coveting those who came out of the Sword Tomb.

Fu Shaoping, not wanting to cause any trouble, completely concealed his aura, appearing like an ordinary person. With a single step, he was already dozens of miles away. Shrinking the earth to an inch—this was a manifestation of a Golden Core cultivator's initial control over space.

He did not return to the Qingxuan Sect immediately, but instead found a secluded valley, set up a temporary cave dwelling, and began to consolidate his cultivation.

The Golden Core stage is a crucial watershed on the path of cultivation. Condensing the Golden Core signifies a qualitative change in one's true essence, granting a longer lifespan. More importantly, it represents the initial ability to touch and manipulate the rules of heaven and earth.

He needs time to familiarize himself with this new power, to fully integrate the legacy of the Northern Star Sword Immortal with his own Reincarnation Sword Dao, and to reforge the Jingji and Northern Star swords so that they can fully bear the power of the Golden Core stage.

Inside the cave, time quietly slipped by.

Fu Shaoping's body was enveloped in a chaotic interplay of radiant light and the brilliance of the North Star. The Jingji Sword hovered to his left, radiating the essence of icy, cyclical reincarnation; the Beichen Sword hovered to his right, drawing upon the power of the stars to unleash endless killing intent. Under his nurturing, the two swords grew increasingly spiritual, and their quality steadily improved.

His deduction of the Sunset Sword Dao has entered a completely new level. The morning glow, flowing clouds, and setting sun are no longer merely the artistic conception of techniques, but have become the cornerstones upon which he constructs his own "Dao." The morning glow represents "creation" and "hope," the flowing clouds represent "destiny" and "impermanence," and the setting sun represents "annihilation" and "reincarnation." The cycle of these three forms his unique Chaotic Reincarnation Dao. (End of Chapter)