Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 50 Dao Xin Du

In the slaughter hall, after Yang Huai completed his morning practice, he refined two spiritual fruits above the thousand-year level and came to one of the empty animal pens.

His sword-heart talent was only slightly perceptive, but in the depths of his eyes he seemed to see the shadows of horrible beasts emerging from the empty animal pens with deep resentment. They seemed to sense Yang Huai's eyes and instantly turned into wisps of black air and attached themselves to Yang Huai's innate spiritual perception.

This kind of resentment is not hard to overcome, but once one's spiritual perception is truly opened, one will be easily attracted to it.

Layers of illusory light and fire appeared around Yang Huai, and it seemed as if a vast sage had condensed into shape behind him. The light and Taoist rhyme instantly dispersed the evil thoughts.

In the beast cage, the dark shadows seemed to have suffered great harm and let out angry roars.

Seeing this, Yang Huai suddenly had a ray of spiritual light condensing around him. The depths of the spiritual light carried a wisp of clear and pure smell, which instantly enveloped the depths of the animal pen. The black shadow that was enveloped paused for a moment, waking up from its frenzy, but soon roared in anger, becoming more and more resentful.

In the depths of the black air, there was a human-headed deer spirit with red light bursting out from the depths of its eyes. If it were not sealed in a beast cage, it would have rushed out to cause trouble for Yang Huai.

"It's actually useless. It seems that my spiritual practice is not enough to convert them!"

Yang Huai sighed slightly upon seeing this. He originally wanted to sweep away the atmosphere of resentment and murder in the hall, but now it seems that it is useless and his kindness has been wasted.

The little secret technique he just performed was called Dao Xin Du.

This was also what Yuan Xiuxiu had passed on yesterday. It was purely to appease the evil spirits with one's own heart, to help them break down their obsessions and awaken their true selves. However, if one was not careful with this secret technique, one might be harmed by the accumulated resentment, so it could not be forced.

After taking a few steps, Yang Huai suddenly stopped.

"No, it seems to be of some use!"

Deep in the animal pen, I saw a tiny, weak black gas that quietly returned to its original state under the spiritual light formed by Dao Xindu and dissipated between heaven and earth.

It’s just that the black energy is too weak.

Looking closely, they were all the resentment of extremely weak creatures. Some spirit rabbits and spirit birds appeared in the black air. They were small in size and weak in spirituality.

This discovery made Yang Huai quite happy. It would be good if he could convert some people.

"It won't be so noisy after all!"

Yang Huai pondered in his heart.

Ever since he awakened his talent of swordsmanship, his innate spiritual perception has become extremely sharp. He can gradually see and hear things that he could not easily "see" or "hear" before. The resentful spirits lingering in the Slaughterhouse all day long are indeed an eyesore to him.

Yang Huai saw some hope, and then he consciously avoided those vicious vengeful spirits, and specifically looked for some weaker monsters. He used the "Dao Heart Degree" to slowly convert them.

The intelligence of these weak "vengeful spirits" is chaotic and they don't have much intelligence, so they are easier to be converted.

Inside the hall, Taoist Yan also saw Yang Huai's actions. He was slightly curious, but after noticing that the secret technique Yang Huai performed seemed to be to transform the resentment of living beings, he immediately lost interest.

He was interested in the technique of refining souls and killing spirits, but in his opinion, this secret technique of helping the dead to be reborn was almost a waste of time.

He couldn't help scolding.

"As a seeker of the Tao, even if you have some free time, you should not indulge in esoteric arts and magic. You should strengthen your Tao heart and practice diligently at all times!"

Yang Huai was at a loss for explanation after hearing this. In fact, to transform these evil thoughts is also a way to clear the dust in one's heart and make one's thoughts clear.

But it was difficult to say this, so I could only nod in agreement.

Fortunately, after practicing for a while, the boring feeling of constantly refining magic power deep in his heart gradually disappeared, and he was ready to continue refining the spiritual fruit and tempering the innate Gengjin spiritual bones in his body.

At this time, he already had as many as 163 innate Gengjin spirit bones in his body, and only 43 were left to completely cultivate the "Gold Yuan Five Elements Diagram".

After witnessing Taoist Yan leave, a clear, subtle voice suddenly appeared in Yang Huai's ears.

"Big brother, do you want to save them?"

"I have a scripture that can help these resentful souls to rest in peace!"

Yang Huai looked around following the sound, and glanced around with a frown. After a moment, he looked down and saw a silver-white fox appear under the animal pen next to him, but this fox had some fiery red hair on its four paws, which was extremely soft and smooth.

It stared at Yang Huai with a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, full of spiritual charm.

Yang Huai just took a look and turned away, not bothering to pay attention to this vixen.

The mouth of a vixen is a lie!

"Hey, don't go. I really have a superior salvation technique that can help the dead souls ascend to heaven!"

Silver Fox no longer cared to pretend to speak softly and started shouting.

However, Yang Huai quickened his pace to leave.

In the nearby animal pens, the spirit beasts pricked up their ears and watched the scene. In one of the animal pens, the voice of the giant bear that had been lazy all the time could be heard.

"Sister Silver Fox, stop shouting. Those humans are so heartless. Shouting is useless!" Upon hearing that, Silver Fox fell to the ground in dejection.

"That's it. We are both in danger. I shouldn't have disobeyed the Empress and come out to play with you!"

Hearing this, the giant bear's slow voice was heard again.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, you have three lives anyway!!"

The silver fox was stunned, then shuddered.

"Doesn't that mean I have to die three times?"

The silver fox and the giant bear were chatting in the animal pen, but they didn't know that in a side hall at the back of the pen, two figures were listening attentively.

"Did you hear it? It said it would die three times, the three-tailed fox!"

"Brother, we are rich!"

Taoist Yan couldn't help looking at the other person next to him.

Taoist Hou Feng glanced at him, his expression was a little thoughtful, his face was a little gloomy, and he rebuked Taoist Yan in a bad mood.

"I heard it, why are you so happy?

Didn’t you hear them say, “My Lady, we’re probably in big trouble!”

"What's the big deal?"

"Have you forgotten the empress who is around Wanqiu City? She is the guest of honor of the king?"

Taoist Yan was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something and was a little dumbfounded.

"Nine-tailed fox?"

There is only one fox queen around the Xihuang Kingdom. Even the gods in the Xihuang Kingdom dare not provoke the nine-tailed sky fox easily. If people knew that the Slaughter Hall had imprisoned the members of the sky fox clan, it would be disastrous.

Even if the founder of Qingping Taoist Temple came, I’m afraid we wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Taoist Yan suddenly became dejected.

"Then we let him go?"

After a slight pause, he shook his head.

"We can't let him go, at least not by us!"

Taoist Hou Feng also frowned.

After all, this is not the Slaughter Hall's spiritual beast. It is the spiritual beast entrusted to the Slaughter Hall by the Rock People Tribe. If it is released like this, it may damage the Slaughter Hall's reputation, and we will have to compensate the other party for their losses.

It will also ruin your reputation if it gets out.

"We can't keep him, and we can't let him go. Are we going to just sit there and wait for the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox to come knocking on our door?"

Taoist Yan was sweating a little on his vest.

At the same time, he felt somewhat fortunate that the ancestors of the Slaughterhouse had been more thoughtful and built a secret room like this on the side. If they had slaughtered the two beasts carelessly, it would have been disastrous. He was afraid that the entire Qingping Temple would be in trouble.

"Let's discuss this!"

The two brothers were at a loss for a moment and had to leave the side hall first.

Standing on the steps in front of the slaughter hall, Yang Huai looked at Taoist Hou Feng and Taoist Yan who hurriedly came out of the side hall with some confusion. He saw that the two of them came out in a hurry and didn't even pay attention to him.

Yang Huai ignored him immediately and just sat on the steps to meditate, tempering some of the medicinal properties hidden deep in his flesh and blood. While quickly refining these medicinal properties, he also tempered his own magic power and refined his innate Qi.

What he was comprehending at this time was another method that could refine the yang and harmonious qi, called the "Heavenly Heart Pure Yang Visualization Method."

This method of refining is also based on the method of soul visualization. Visualizing the Pure Yang Talisman, which represents the pure Yang spirituality, one can continuously comprehend the pure Yang spirituality from it, capture it and integrate it into the magic power, and then refine the innate Yang and the one Qi.

In fact, the most difficult part of this secret art of refining Qi is to comprehend the pure Yang artistic conception in the visualization diagram, and to sense a ray of innate pure Yang meaning from it. As long as you succeed in comprehending it, you can naturally gather the pure Yang spirituality of heaven and earth and derive an innate pure Yang Qi.

Yang Huai is getting better.

But soon he opened his eyes helplessly and his practice was interrupted.

He looked at an animal pen in the distance and heard a crying voice coming from inside.

He tried to calm down and ignore it, but the voice was like a devil's sound filling his ears, making it impossible to calm down.

(End of this chapter)