This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 546 The Eighth Blood Transfusion and Marrow Cleansing
Mount Fusang is not only the residence of the Eastern King Duke, but also a place where the yang energy of heaven and earth converges.

It is the original, and it is the real one.

Just like Kunlun Mountain and the Queen Mother of the West, and the Yellow Springs Mother Tree and the Six Goddesses, they are symbols of order that accompany them, and cannot and will not be refined into medicinal power.

There are exceptions!
Xiang Yuan was the exception. First, Mount Fusang was unprepared for him. Second, the Formless Seal Technique and the Heavenly Emperor's Small World Technique could devour heaven and earth. With these many possibilities combined, Mount Fusang was easily dismantled and transformed into the original Yang of heaven and earth, which settled in Xiang Yuan's body.

It has no medicinal properties that make it difficult to tame, nor does it require years of painstaking effort. It is smooth on the palate and goes down the throat easily. Xiang Yuan not only found it easy to eat, but also thought it tasted good.

and……

The eighth blood transfusion and marrow cleansing came quietly and uneventfully.

"It's going so smoothly, could we have fallen into a trap?"

Xiang Yuan's eye twitched, and a cold sweat dripped down his brow. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had been used against his rebellious mentality again.

The last time Xiang Yuan was tricked and rebelled was the last time. He had acquired the concept of demons and didn't know whether he should integrate into the Qianyuan Realm. He subconsciously glanced at the Doushuai Palace.

Laozi was performing a shamanistic ritual, dressed in a Taoist robe and wielding a long sword, while bowing to the Heavenly Venerable of Morality and shouting "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

Because he was dissatisfied with the lack of morality of the Supreme Lord of Morality, who was constantly scheming against him, Xiang Yuan did the opposite. Since the Supreme Lord of Morality did not want the concept of demons, he incorporated the concept of demons into it, emphasizing someone who does not listen to advice.

As it turned out, his refusal to listen to advice was also part of Laozi's calculations.

This time was no different. He did not want to be the Eastern King Duke, would not accept the other party's relics, and would not allow the other party to return. With no other choice, he destroyed the Nine Immortal Mountains of Fusang. His tough attitude was also within the other party's calculations.

"What graphics cards are these people using? Where did they get them from? Dare to post a link..."

Xiang Yuan sighed. The blood transfusion and marrow cleansing were successful, and his physical body underwent another earth-shattering change. However, he was not happy at all. He had a premonition that if he underwent another blood transfusion and marrow cleansing, that is, the ninth blood transfusion and marrow cleansing, it would be the time when his great medicine was fully matured.

What should you do when the fruit is ripe?
No need to even think about it, they'd definitely pick them, wash them, and eat them!

The Goddess of Six Paths turned her head to look at Xiang Yuan, her brows furrowed: "You have so many schemes up your sleeve, are you really sure you're okay?"

"Yes, my life has been like walking on thin ice, I don't know if I'll ever make it to the other side..."

Feeling that saying it was unlucky, Xiang Yuan changed her words, saying, "Don't worry, I would rather die than let you be a widow."

Six Paths Goddess: (_)
If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. They all heard it. You'd better figure out how to explain yourself!

The Fusang Immortal Mountain was swallowed and refined by Xiang Yuan. The ten great suns, having lost their origin, dissipated in an instant. The yin and yang of heaven and earth became unbalanced, and the yin side in the west began to expand violently, sweeping across the entire world with a monstrous force.

At the same time, this independent world also explained to Xiang Yuan what falsehood is and why we should pursue truth.

The void shattered, and the heavens and earth trembled!
As the yang energy recedes, the yin energy, unable to maintain its balance, awakens like a giant beast, opening its mouth to swallow the sky.

Vast swirling black mists surged forth from the Western Sea, resembling colossal black dragons tearing through the clouds and devouring the stars. The sky was dyed a deep purple, the ground cracked, all things withered, and everything fell into nothingness.

In this world, the only real things are the Yin and Yang in the east and west. All other things, such as mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, gods and demons, are false creations based on and built upon Yin and Yang.

It is just like the gods that the Heavenly Emperor fabricated with his power. They seem real, but they are only part of the law. Without the pursuit of truth to turn the illusory into the real, they will forever exist only in the fabricated illusion.

This made Xiang Yuan suspicious. Thinking of something, he asked the Goddess of Six Paths, "I once peered into the River of Time and found that there are two lines. Does one represent reality and the other represent falsehood?"

The Goddess of Six Paths nodded. In terms of the current overall situation of the Three Thousand Worlds, there are indeed two long rivers of time, one real and one illusory, influencing each other.

One path leads to the true self, while the other is intertwined with reality. Based on reality, they branch out and flow with countless possibilities.

But before the Way of Heaven is unified, it is difficult to definitively determine who is real and who is fake.

"Does this mean that if the Heavenly Dao cannot be unified, then the Qianyuan Realm can also be illusory?"

"She is simply the most likely to become real."

The Goddess of the Six Paths understood Xiang Yuan's meaning, but whether it is sentient beings or immortals and gods, all things originate from the evolution of the original Heavenly Dao. Without the Heavenly Dao, there would be no things, so what difference would there be between reality and illusion?

The Goddess of the Six Paths viewed the problem from the perspective of reincarnation, and her explanation was too philosophical. Xiang Yuan understood it but didn't quite grasp it. He took a deep breath, released the surging yang energy within his body, suppressed the boundless yin energy, and rebuilt a world, returning it to its state before destruction.

“This doesn’t make the world real,” said the Goddess of Six Paths.

"They believe they are authentic, and that's enough."

Xiang Yuan made the final decision by attempting to refine the Yin energy of the West into his body, thus maintaining a balance between Yin and Yang within himself.

The result was not good. He could only represent the yang aspect. Even if he incorporated the yin aspect into the small world, he could not refine it into medicine as before.

It possesses the yin energy of the master, or rather, it already has the yin aspect symbolized by the Queen Mother of the West.

"Hey..."

Xiang Yuan shook his head in disgust, looking at the Yin energy within the small world that he couldn't refine and was destined to return to the Queen Mother of the West. He then complained to the Six Paths Goddess beside him, "Given our relationship, aren't you going to offer your opinion on this matter?"

We have no relation!

The Goddess of the Six Paths was certain in her heart, but she did not say it aloud.

Having obtained the Yang side of this world, and also acquired the Yin side, which was then sent into the small world, Xiang Yuan calmly looked at the thriving, illusory human realm and said, "Master of this place, are you not prepared to show yourself?"

As soon as the words were spoken, two figures stepped out of the void.

The cake for men and the lipstick for women are both used to describe someone who is extraordinary and possesses both majesty and divinity, as well as a divine and spiritual quality.

Xiang Yuan had met the woman once before at the Xuan Nu Temple, where he had seen her videotape. She was the very same Jiutian Xuan Nu who had invited him to dinner.

As for the man...

Clad in a long robe with black and gold dragon patterns and wearing a nine-tasseled purple and gold imperial crown, he possessed the majesty of a god, yet was not cold; he had the bearing of an emperor, yet was not oppressive.

Coincidentally, Xiang Yuan and he had met once before, at the Yue Wang Temple in the Xuanxu Realm, the Great Emperor of Mount Tai.

toothache!

Xiang Yuan's lips twitched, feeling that the death of the Heavenly Transformation was not unjust. At the same time, he transmitted his voice to the Goddess of Six Paths, asking about the true identities of the two gods in front of him.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady and the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak are indeed extraordinary deities, but these two, who possess the Yin and Yang duality of the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother, must have an even greater background and are definitely hiding a second or third stage of transformation.

Xiang Yuan strongly suspects that the final transformations of these two deities were quite ancient, dating back to the same era as the Queen Mother of the West and the Six Paths Goddess.

The Goddess of the Six Paths silently examined the two deities before her. After a moment, she transmitted her voice to the distance, informing them that they were not their true forms, but merely incarnations left behind in this place.

"This humble Taoist priest, Xiang Wentian, greets two great masters." Xiang Yuan bowed and introduced himself to avoid being mistaken for someone else.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden smiled and returned the greeting, while the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak sighed, "My friend has passed away, and I did not recognize him when he was alive. How sorrowful!"

"May I ask for the name of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak? May I ask?"

“Since you are no longer my friend, we have already severed ties with the past. Why bother to ask about my name? It would only cause you trouble.”

The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak shook his head, respecting Xiang Yuan's choice and not wanting to cause any more trouble. He simply explained the cause and effect of handing over the Primordial Yang in this realm.

When Dongwanggong thought the path of immortality had a brighter future, he sought out his close friend, the "Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak," and tried to recruit him. The Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, however, was not interested, saying that the world was in chaos and that he should stay away from the world.

Dongwanggong held a negative view, believing that escaping the world was not something one could simply do at will. Besides disagreements about cause and effect, there was another crucial point.

Neutrality must remain neutral forever; once one withdraws from the world, one cannot escape it, otherwise the belated consequences will be unimaginable.

Dongwanggong believed that his close friend's ideas were too passive and amounted to slow suicide, a way to bring about his own demise.

The meaning of 'Eastern Peak Emperor' is exactly the opposite. My friend's idea is too dangerous. The Heavenly Emperor is at the height of his power and no one can match him. If the Heavenly Emperor wins, the Eastern King Duke will surely die; if the Heavenly Emperor loses, there will surely be a more powerful being than the Heavenly Emperor who will take over the Mandate of Heaven.

The Eastern King's antics are nothing more than jumping from one pit to another; he can never escape the predicament of being controlled by others.

If that's the case, then simply withdrawing from the world and living a simple, peaceful life is more important than anything else.

As for the belated cause and effect...

As long as I stay home, karma won't find me!

Unable to persuade the other, Dong Wanggong left with regret. Before leaving, he left behind the possibility of his return, asking his close friend to lend a hand in the future, lest he really be gone.

Both sought help from close friends, but the 'Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak' was far more reliable than the Queen Mother of the West. He specially left behind an incarnation to guard this realm and wait for the return of the Eastern King Duke.

To prevent the possibility of his return from being erased, he also sought the help of the "Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden," and two avatars were put in place to guard him.

As a result, Dong Wanggong did not come, but Xiang Yuan did. He refused the so-called return and slurped down his drink, completely cutting off any possibility of Dong Wanggong's return.

The 'Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak' respected his close friend's choice and did not try to stop him, but he felt reluctant to part with him and his feelings were very complicated at this moment.

In other words, no one plotted against Xiang Yuan this time; everything was his choice.

Of course, scheming requires planning three steps ahead for every step taken; one cannot simply focus on the immediate situation. With so many resources poured into Xiang Yuan, even if he chooses to return to Dong Wang Gong, the possibility remains...

Well, you can't say there's none at all, since zero represents infinite possibilities, with extremely high plasticity in both rising and falling.

After listening to the story told by the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, Xiang Yuan then transmitted his voice to the Goddess of the Six Paths, asking her to name all of the Eastern King Duke's close friends, as he planned to use the process of elimination.

The Goddess of Six Paths lowered her head slightly. To her shame, she was not familiar with the Eastern King Duke, they were not in the same circle, and she did not know who his friends were.

Furthermore, she was the last innate deity to be born, the youngest, and had a very narrow social circle, with only the Queen Mother of the West as her close friend.

Xiangyuan: (一''一)
Well, I used to really like the Six Paths Goddess!
Also, I've suddenly started to like the Queen Mother of the West!
Thinking of the Queen Mother of the West, Xiang Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Emperor of the Eastern Peak, since you are a close friend of the Eastern King Duke, it is reasonable for you to take over the care of the Fusang Immortal Mountain. But what about the innate Yin of the West?"

At this point, Xiang Yuan glanced at the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.

Please don't say that before leaving, the Queen Mother of the West asked her best friend for help, entrusting the possibility of her return to the 'Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden'.

Xiang Yuan did not believe this claim. The Queen Mother of the West seemed to love and believe only herself. Compared to her, the White Palace Master appeared approachable and gentle.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden maintained an elegant smile and explained to Xiang Yuan the origin of the innate Yin, which had little to do with the Queen Mother of the West herself. It was only because the Queen Mother of the West died that the innate Yin was attracted by the innate Yang and fell into this realm.

Although it was a stroke of luck, the two of them had already secluded themselves from the world and dared not covet the treasure, lest they incur karmic consequences. To refuse an opportunity that was offered to them so readily is not something that can be dismissed simply by saying "seclusion."

Xiang Yuan couldn't help but nod in admiration. Dong Wang Gong may have died hastily, but his vision was impeccable. He moved in high society and his circle of friends consisted of trustworthy and benevolent deities.

The character of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak is beyond question; they are close friends with whom you can entrust your affairs after death.

Seeing such a simple and innocent circle of friends, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but feel tempted to inherit it.

"You two..."

Xiang Yuan clasped his hands together, looking honest and simple, but his honest face froze halfway through his sentence.

There was no other reason than that, just as he made his move, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the Eastern Peak Emperor left, turning into starlight and dissipating to continue their reclusive life.

They left very decisively, without any hesitation, which made Xiang Yuan feel very embarrassed, as if he was being disliked.

To be honest, the other side did seem a bit disgusted.

Especially the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, even though he is gone, his ethereal voice still lingers in the void, reciting the goodness of the Eastern King Duke while saying that his dear friend is truly gone, and that the person in front of him is nothing like his dear friend.

"What? If we weren't outmatched, ptooey! If we weren't all friends, we would have detained you both for a chat today!"

Xiang Yuan snorted twice, still trying to defend his character, but the space around him faded into nothingness, and he was summoned out of the array magic treasure containing the innate Yin and Yang.

Before my eyes, the Queen Mother of the West sat cross-legged on a futon, facing the painting of the Great Roc spreading its wings, which had lost its vast land. She closed her eyes to rest, making no move to refine the magic weapon, clearly indicating that she knew from the beginning that she could not refine it successfully.

As expected of you, even after being locked in that dark room for so many days, you still haven't changed your ways!
"Humph!"

Xiang Yuan stepped forward, looking down at the Queen Mother of the West: "Master, you have worked hard to guard this place. If it's not too much trouble, please pour a cup of tea for your disciple and the goddess!"

The Queen Mother of the West immediately stood up, her face cold and aloof. She waved her hand, arranged the table and cushions, and personally picked tender leaves from Kunlun Mountain. She then dried them repeatedly over a low flame, creating a special offering for the Heavenly Emperor on the spot.

After completing the tea-making process, he demonstrated the art of brewing tea, maintaining an elegant demeanor throughout while pouring a full cup for Xiang Yuan and Liu Dao Shen Nu.

"This tea is truly excellent; it is made from fresh, tender leaves picked by the Queen Mother of the West herself, bathed in the first rays of morning sunlight..."

He blew on the hot tea to warm it, and before he even took a sip, the aroma filled the air, prompting him to praise it highly.

Whether it's tea or not doesn't matter; the key is the Queen Mother of the West's long, cold face, which is full of emotional value. It makes Xiang Yuan eager to invite her to ride the drop tower again.

To be honest, after the eighth blood transfusion and marrow cleansing, we do have the confidence to go head-to-head and send the opponent on a roller coaster ride.

The Goddess of Six Paths took a small sip, frowned, and said, "It doesn't taste good. Brew me a fresh pot. Remember to smile the whole time, otherwise the tea you brew with a bitter face will only taste bitter and hard to swallow."

The Queen Mother of the West ignored her, as she was under the control of Xiang Yuan, not the Six Paths Goddess, and the latter had no right to make demands of her.

"Look at her..."

The goddess of the six paths instantly became dissatisfied. Her words, which were full of tea flavor, had just left her mouth when she realized that they didn't taste right. She sat down obediently with a sullen look on her face, only to find that the tea in her cup was even more bitter.

Who exactly influenced him? It could be the top student from Prince Zhao's mansion, or it could be a demoness, or even the Bull-Headed Sword Master.

Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, feeling extremely immersed in the role, and slammed his hand on the table: "Master, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and make another cup. Remember, keep smiling the whole time."

Dog men and women!
The Queen Mother of the West stiffened, trying to resist Xiang Yuan's command, but to no avail. Her body began to brew tea uncontrollably, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips, her face full of joy.

"Goddess, how is this pot of tea?"

"It tastes bad."

"It's alright, my master is a hospitable person, he can keep brewing it until you say it's delicious."

"It's not appropriate, is it? We're constantly troubling her. Look, she's glaring at us again..."

The Goddess of the Six Paths raised her hand to her forehead halfway through her sentence, realizing that she was probably sick, and very sick at that.

Across from her, the Queen Mother of the West, who was serving tea and water, was nearly driven away by the despicable couple. She gritted her teeth and interrupted them, asking Xiang Yuan, "What kind of scheme is this? What pawns have they placed on you?"

"There was no ulterior motive; it was just a gathering of old friends."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

The Queen Mother of the West scoffed, saying that whether human or god, they would only grow lonelier with age. What friends did they have? They were nothing more than a false mask, a facade of mutual scheming and entanglement in interests.

Xiang Yuan disliked the Queen Mother of the West's heartless thoughts. Just because you don't have them doesn't mean you can completely deny them. So he immediately said with a smile, "Master, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to tell you about a very happy event."

What great news is it? Are you about to die?
The Queen Mother of the West frowned. Xiang Yuan's smile was full of malice, which made her feel an ominous premonition.

"If you're talking about scheming, Master, there was indeed one, but it wasn't me you were scheming against."

Xiang Yuan extended his hand, forming a sword shape with his fingers. Xi Wangmu, out of control, met his fingertips. A surge of energy swept through the small world, and the innate Yin returned to its proper place, rapidly flowing into Xi Wangmu's body, giving her no time to react.

Strictly speaking, the innate Yin originally belonged to the Queen Mother of the West. Today, it is a matter of returning to its rightful owner. Only by obtaining this item can she be considered to have officially returned.

But the timing was perfect. Before the Queen Mother of the West returned, she was helplessly controlled by Xiang Yuan and entangled in a marriage with Xiang Yuan, the Heavenly Emperor. Now, they are yin and yang, and by joining hands, they can balance the yin and yang order and suppress all things...

What else could it be but scheming?

As the innate Yin energy entered her body, the Queen Mother of the West's pupils constricted sharply. She had searched for this for many years, never imagining it would be fulfilled in this way. Looking at Xiang Yuan opposite her, who had a forced smile, she sensed the aura of innate Yang energy emanating from him and immediately fell into a daze, unable to utter a word for a long time.

I'm really dumbfounded!

"Humph!"

The Goddess of Six Paths snorted coldly, then raised her hand to her forehead, feeling utterly exhausted and wanting to die.

Humming whatever's on your mind is none of your business. Why are you getting involved? x6
Keep humming! x6
The Goddess of Six Paths closed her eyes and swore in her heart that she would not say another word.

The result wasn't good. The vow had barely been made when it was said, "Heaven above," and I felt that although I wasn't quite there yet, I was basically on the right track. Everything was irreversible.

The two goddesses were filled with worry, each more wanting to die than the other.

Xiang Yuan drank his tea as if nothing had happened, and after a while he asked, "Master, I just encountered two ancient deities. They transformed into the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the Eastern Peak Emperor. Do you know who they are?"

He pointed his fingers into a sword shape and opened two portraits in mid-air, outlining their figures and appearances one-to-one.

The Queen Mother of the West didn't even glance at it, and said indifferently, "The magic treasure just now is called the Map of Mountains and Rivers. Nuwa possesses it. The King of the East has many close friends, but the only one he can truly confide in is Fuxi. These two gods have always stood together through thick and thin, so it can only be them."

When Xi Wangmu saw the Mountain and River Map, she guessed that Nuwa and Fuxi were hiding in the array. Judging from her own experience, she wanted to control her best friend, the Six Paths Goddess. It was reasonable and logical for Fuxi to betray his brother.

Especially now that his good brother is rich and powerful, and has a very high chance of becoming the Heavenly Emperor, it would be a waste of his years of lying low if he didn't take advantage of him.

The Queen Mother of the West originally wanted to remind Xiang Yuan that a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall and that he should not enter this map, but Xiang Yuan's retort made her furious. So she simply pretended not to have noticed anything and waited for Xiang Yuan to enter the map and make a fool of himself.

She wouldn't necessarily die from the fall. Just like her failure to control the Six Paths Goddess, the Heavenly Emperor was covered in the stench of the Three Pure Ones, and Nuwa and Fuxi were destined to suffer a crushing defeat.

The result was nothing more than Xiang Yuan and the Six Paths Goddess getting a beating. Before Nuwa and Fuxi could complete their great mission, several incarnations of the Three Pure Ones jumped out of the grass, shouting how strong and terrifying they were, while pressing Nuwa and Fuxi to the ground and rubbing them against the ground.

The ending is obvious; whether you mention it or not makes no difference.

The Queen Mother of the West only guessed the beginning; the middle and the end were all wrong. Nuwa and Fuxi said they would avoid the world, and they kept their promise to help the King of the East return, which made Xiang Yuan's journey safe and sound, and he only had to make one choice.

If we must talk about scheming, it's only the innate Yin that she has never been able to find.

Recalling Laozi's words at this moment, Xi Wangmu felt powerless. All her schemes were within the Three Pure Ones' calculations. She had single-handedly pushed forward the Three Pure Ones' plans, and after it was all over, the Three Pure Ones arranged for her to be handed over to the Heavenly Emperor. The whole thing was arranged perfectly.

If you're so good at calculating, what exactly are you calculating?
The Queen Mother of the West looked up at Xiang Yuan with great curiosity, wondering what kind of fruit this great herb would bear after it blossomed and bore fruit.

No matter how you look at it, this fruit represents the second Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor is unique, and the Heavenly Dao is one. After the three thousand worlds were transformed from illusion to reality, everything returned to its origin.

Is it a bit of an overreaction to stage such a grand spectacle just to replace a docile Heavenly Emperor?
If they really want the Heavenly Emperor to obey, why don't the Three Pure Ones just establish an incarnation themselves?

Caught in the middle of the situation, one is powerless to change one's own destiny. The Queen Mother of the West slowly withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "You said that the Heavenly Emperor would not exist in the Qianyuan Realm, but the situation is already very clear. The Heavenly Emperor will surely return. Only when the Heavenly Emperor returns can you be the innate Yang and I be the innate Yin, and with the addition of the cycle of reincarnation, we can truly suppress all things and turn the illusory into the real."

"What, Master, do you really want to be the Queen Mother of the West?"

"..."

The Queen Mother of the West felt a pain in her chest from the rebuke. She took a deep breath and, like the Goddess of the Six Paths, vowed not to say another word.

Unfortunately, she had no choice but to speak, even if she didn't want to.

"Master, where are the two great supernatural beings, Nuwa and Fuxi, hiding in seclusion?"

"You want to drag them onto a pirate ship?"

The Queen Mother of the West glanced into the distance and said, "Or do you think that by bringing them along, we can escape the Three Pure Ones' chess game?"

"I didn't say that."

Xiang Yuan curled his lip. Who knows if dragging Nuwa and Fuxi into it was also part of the Three Pure Ones' scheme? Because he's constantly being ambushed by graphics cards, he now even doubts whether Laozi arranged for him to fart.

"Hehe, if you have any ideas, I can accompany you once."

The Queen Mother of the West smiled slightly: "Your rebellious disciple is certainly worthless, but your audacious thoughts have never been abandoned, which is one of your few virtues."

"Thank you for your praise, Master."

Seeing the Queen Mother of the West's smug and superior face, Xiang Yuan said irritably, "However, my strength is too weak, and even if I have some knowledge, it is of no use. If it is not too much trouble, I would like to ask my master to help me with my cultivation!"

"It's not impossible."

"..." x2
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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