Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 152 Pure Yang Qigong
"I treat all living beings as straw dogs... I do the same. It's a pity that you shouldn't forcefully gather spirits."

Dugu Jiu swiped his fingers across the edge of the ancient sword, and the blood-red stars reflected on the sword suddenly became brighter.

The moment he swung his sword towards the observatory, sword marks appeared on the ground of the Seventy-two Blocks at the same time. The nine earth veins of dragon energy were forced out of the ground by the sword energy and condensed into struggling dragon-shaped shadows above the imperial city.

The empress's nine-dragon canopy exploded.

The dark golden dragon robe fluttered violently, and the twelve jade tassels on the forehead waved like swords.

Her right hand holding the sword suddenly showed a jade-like luster. The moment the golden sword was unsheathed, the black iron of the entire observatory base actually vibrated like a dragon's roar.

"Qiang!"

The moment the sword was revealed, the entire body of the Golden Sword was flowing with the color of molten gold. This divine weapon, forged from the sun-shining black iron from the peak of Kunlun Mountain, had nine dragon patterns on its spine that began to move under the infusion of true energy.

"I hold the legal system of the Great Zhou and control the sacred artifacts of the state. How dare a mere man speak nonsense against the emperor's will? He is courting death!"

The empress crushed the twelve-chapter patterned floor tiles, and mercury blood surged in her silver marrow like a river tide.

Every time she took a step in her palace boots embroidered with black bird patterns, a footprint three feet deep appeared on the ground. The dragon energy gushing out of the cracks condensed into nine golden locks that wrapped around the sword edge.

The moment the golden light and the green air collided, the ruins of the observatory suddenly sank a hundred feet.

The twelve coiled dragon pillars were reduced to dust, and the three thousand six hundred bronze lamps were melted into molten iron.

The entire observatory collapsed under the swords of the two ninth-level supreme Qi training grandmasters, and the smoke and dust in the sky instantly rolled back.

At this time, the morning light was dim, and a ray of rising sun shot out from the horizon, breaking through the blood-red clouds and illuminating the sky and the earth.
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"Um?!"

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the Tiangong Fortress, Xu Yunfan sat cross-legged on the protruding black steel scales on the forehead of the giant mechanical tiger. His eyes suddenly opened, reflecting the rising sun and shining with a golden brilliance.

He felt somewhat doubtful as he sensed a little bit of heat suddenly emerging from his flesh and blood. It slowly flowed through his flesh and blood, nourishing his limbs and bones, and lasted for a long time.

He could clearly feel a few wisps of warm air flowing deep within his flesh and blood, flowing through his muscles, bones and skin like a thawing spring stream, nourishing his bones so much that they emitted a faint cicada chirping.

Some time ago, I didn’t get this kind of treatment when I was practicing Chunyang Qigong in the rising sun.

He subconsciously glanced at the information prompt that appeared in his field of vision.

"You face the rising sun and visualize yourself swallowing the first wisp of purple air rising between heaven and earth. In that moment of emptiness, a particle of primordial spirit energy is absorbed into your body, and your proficiency in Pure Yang Qigong increases."

Xu Yunfan almost jumped up when he saw this scene, his expression was surprised and happy. Could it be that the Yuan Ling of Heaven and Earth has risen again?
Since he began practicing martial arts, many people told him that the primordial spirits of heaven and earth were extinct and the secret power of heaven and earth was no longer apparent.

What's going on today? As soon as I arrived, this world revived?!
Just as he was feeling smug, a voice rang out from the side.

"When the earth dragon turned over yesterday, this master noticed something was wrong with the mountain and river veins. Chu Xu of the Rongjin Hall had already investigated it in advance. The veins of the entire Cangzhou suddenly turned over."

The morning breeze swept across the sky hundreds of feet high, making the two hammers on Zhan Yan's waist clink.

"The seven earth veins were disturbed by the Incense Cult, causing some of the Yuan Ling buried deep in the earth's lungs to rise up."

Zhan Yan frowned, "This matter..."

Xu Yunfan reacted and asked, "Then the Incense Sect's blood sacrifice is probably for the arrival of their Mingzun, right?"

Zhan Yan had some vague guesses in his mind, but he said nothing. This matter was too shocking.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "The disciples of the Giant Kite Team will send back information soon. Perhaps they will have some news."

In the following days, Xu Yunfan practiced Chunyang Qigong for half an hour every morning. Whenever the morning light pierced through the clouds, Xu Yunfan would sit cross-legged on the Thunder and Fire Platform suspended in the air on the east side of the Tiangong Fortress.

Every time you guide Chunyang Yi Qigong and visualize the purple air coming from the east and absorbing into your body, an information prompt will pop up on the attribute panel.

"You visualize the purple air coming from the east, taking in a particle of primordial spirit energy. Your body is tempered and nourished, and your proficiency in the Pure Yang Qigong is improved."

Nine warm currents suddenly rose from the spine, like molten gold pouring down the Ren meridian to every part of the body.

With unremitting practice every day, the warm aura wandering deep in the flesh and blood becomes more and more mellow. Even if the practice is stopped, these warm auras still do not dissipate, but linger in the depths of the flesh and blood and remain silent.

It’s a wonderful feeling, and my proficiency has increased by at least five points.

If it weren't for the Pure Yang Qigong that brought about the scene of purple air coming from the east, this effect would only be seen at dawn every day. The rest could only be regarded as ordinary martial arts training, which would only improve a little in one or two hours.

Otherwise, he would devote himself to the practice of Chunyang Qigong. The daily visible improvement in strength would be addictive.

Unfortunately, there is only half an hour for practice, and the cost-effectiveness of practicing for the rest of the time is really terribly low, so I simply focus on the Tiangong Forging Technique in the next period of time.

The next time he forged a few high-quality weapons, Zhan Yan taught him further blade-level forging techniques.

In the forging workshop at noon, white steam was rising from Xu Yunfan's naked upper body.

Every time the eight-sided gilded hammer in his hand fell, sparks would accurately splash into the cold pond quenching tank.

The attribute panel for the Heavenly Craftsmanship Forging skill didn't show any prompts indicating an increase in proficiency, but only a few words popped up saying that his weapon forging skills were becoming more and more sophisticated.

What remains is to hone other skills in Tiangong forging. With a big thing like Tiangong Fortress around, most people have time to practice and improve their proficiency.

His proficiency in the art of natural forging improved very quickly. At this rate, he would be able to achieve minor success in no more than three months.

But soon, as a large amount of knowledge accumulated, Xu Yunfan found that the further he progressed in Tiangong Forging, the harder it was to improve. He was still sixty points away from minor success, but his level did not improve at all every day.

At night, he practiced the Lin character technique as usual. He didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but Xu Yunfan always felt that the practice of the Lin character technique seemed to be getting smoother.

Although the proficiency still did not jump.

This cycle of day and night continued for seven days, and the deafening cry of an eagle suddenly broke the dawn.

The three-headed mechanical kite slammed into the outer armor of the Tiangong Fortress at an angle.

"Yujing City...collapsed..."

The blood-stained Giant Kite Guard crawled out of the wreckage. He was the disciple who flew the farthest. When he arrived at Yujing, he just saw two figures intersecting in the sky above the collapsed observatory. The blue and gold sword energy tore the clouds within a radius of several miles into a spider web.

Even from a distance, one could still feel the terrifying pressure that severed the earth's veins.

"The message left behind in Tiangong Cave has come through. The Jiuyao Sect has closed its mountain! The Qingwei Mountain Dao Sect has closed its mountain!"

Another Giant Kite disciple coughed, raised his head and took a large gulp of water in front of everyone before angrily saying, "The Incense Sect's Blood Flag Guards have already slaughtered all seven prefectures in Longxi, yet the six top sects have closed their gates!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Mo Han, who was the most knowledgeable, reacted first. He shouted angrily and slammed the table with his big hand.

"That empress wanted the Yuanling of Heaven and Earth to reappear, but the six leading sects in the Great Zhou sat back and watched, wanting to wait and see the outcome!"

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