Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 287: Brave and Diligent
Before the mace even arrived, all the vegetation within a three-zhang radius had already been flattened, and the ground was even pressed into a bowl-shaped crater by the air pressure.

As the attack ended, the lingering vibrations of the mace persisted for a long time, like the roar of a dragon.

'You have mastered the basics of the Eight Desolate Dragon Meteor Mace Technique.'

As the prompts appeared on the attribute panel, Xu Yunfan's sea of ​​consciousness surged suddenly, and countless cultivation scenes poured out like a torrent.

In his mind, he stood atop a sheer cliff, holding the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace to meet the heavenly wind. When the heavy mace struck, the mountain rocks crumbled, and the mace's edge caused the cloud vortex to collapse, like a giant dragon swooping down. He cultivated in this way for three whole years. When the mace fell, the wind and clouds followed, like mercury spilling onto the ground.

The scene shifts abruptly to a battlefield littered with corpses. He wields his mace, sweeping across the battlefield like a falling meteor, the shockwave blasting away the heavy armor of the iron cavalry. Crimson flames and scorch marks are faintly visible in the cracks in the ground.

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These memories not only contain the true meaning of the moves, but also gradually imprint the moves into the body's instincts.
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After mastering the Eight Desolate Dragon Meteor Mace Technique, Xu Yunfan was completely immersed in the arduous journey of cultivation.

He never set foot in Langhuan Library again. Except for when he went to pay his respects to Bi Yuan after he emerged from seclusion, he spent the rest of his days in seclusion in the courtyard, squeezing every minute of his time into fuel for his martial arts improvement.

After all, seeing the system notifications that flashed in his field of vision during his cultivation gave him a great deal of motivation, which was what kept him going.

In his past life, he was very enthusiastic about playing games similar to fighting monsters and leveling up. Now that he can materialize them into his body, he is naturally addicted to them and cannot extricate himself.

Before dawn, Xu Yunfan was already standing at the Spirit Gathering Place atop Qingwei Mountain.

He skillfully opened the black steel casing, revealing the ginseng child. He picked up a ginseng root and put it in his mouth. Before the ginseng child could cry out, he immediately pressed it back into the casing.

The bittersweet medicinal power exploded between his teeth, turning into a hot current that rolled into his flesh and blood, and the scalding warmth instantly made his muscles bulge and swell.

Facing the gradually brightening dawn in the east, he circulated his Pure Yang Qi Gong. His mouth and nose opened and closed like dragon scales, and under the guidance of the unique spiritual energy of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, he absorbed the first wisp of purple energy from the east that illuminated this place into his flesh and blood.

The purple energy and pure yang internal energy merged, transforming into a crimson-gold torrent within the body, washing over the bones that were not yet fully developed in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

Occasionally, early-rising Taoist disciples would catch a glimpse of this scene from afar: the person on the mountaintop, with their robes billowing and exhaling rosy light from their mouth and nose, appeared as if a deity were feasting on rosy clouds and drinking dew.

At midday, under the blazing sun, Xu Yunfan had a special beast meat supplied by the Dao Sect laid out in front of him. It was the finest meat from the heart of a beast comparable to the "Crimson-Eyed Savage Bull" in the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and it was still oozing scarlet blood beads after being roasted.

With the revival of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and the increasing number of demons and monsters, the flesh and blood of strange beasts have gradually become tangible resources for martial artists to temper their bodies.

Before Xu Yunfan lay a piece of the heart's essence meat taken from the "Crimson-Eyed Wild Bull," a beast at the Marrow Cleansing Realm. Its muscles were knotted like iron chains, and its surface gleamed with a dark red blood-red light. Even after being roasted over a raging fire, one could still hear the subtle trembling of the tendons inside the meat.

His five fingers, like hooks, gripped the chunk of flesh and tore it violently, the sound of metal clashing as the muscles snapped was crisp and clear.

If an ordinary martial artist were to bite down rashly, their teeth would likely be shattered by the meat fibers, which are comparable to tempered steel. However, Xu Yunfan did not even flinch.

His teeth, forged from the tempering of copper and iron, sparked a few sparks when they collided with chunks of meat. As he chewed, a faint, dragon-like sound of bones grinding against each other emanated from his throat. After achieving a minor success in the "Yijing Marrow Cleansing Technique," his teeth had been tempered by the force of the technique until they were as hard as steel.

With each swallow, the surging blood energy within Xu Yunfan's flesh and blood poured in like molten lava. Beneath Xu Yunfan's skin, tangled veins frequently appeared, as his blood energy, strength, and pure Yang internal energy frantically refined the essence of the alien beast's flesh and blood.

As the last bit of meat was rolled into his mouth by his tongue, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a three-foot-long scarlet arrow of air, shattering the stone lantern in the courtyard, and then let out a long burp.

This crimson energy arrow is the result of the complete expulsion of impurities from the flesh and blood. If it remains in the body for a long time, it will greatly affect the purity of one's blood and energy, thus slowing down the progress of martial arts.

The Yi Jing cleansing function at Amitabha Temple can alter one's physical constitution and change one's fundamental nature. It has a unique ability to remove such impure blood and qi.

If anyone were to witness this, they would be horrified to discover that the ferocious beast blood energy, which was enough to overwhelm an ordinary Marrow Cleansing Realm martial artist, was being devoured in his body like a stream flowing into the sea.

The meal was accompanied by a bowl of "Blood Trout Marrow Cleansing Soup," in which the fish meat floating in the soup released a faint spiritual light, stimulating his muscles to tremble.

After swallowing it, he immediately practiced the "Yijing Marrow Cleansing Exercise". The medicinal power rose with the force of his fist, condensing into countless tiny blood-red vortexes under his skin, squeezing out the impurities in his bone marrow little by little from his pores, and when they landed, they created fine pits.

As dusk settled, Xu Yunfan sat cross-legged on a blue stone in the courtyard, his Triple Burner meridians faintly emitting a silvery glow.

He made a sword incantation with his hands, using the "Triple Burner Sword Nourishing Technique" to guide the sword energy he had cultivated within his body. This martial art, which he had gleaned from Pei Yan, was extremely extraordinary. Under his guidance, the sword energy flowed through the Triple Burner meridians as if it were a living thing.

Whenever the sword energy swept through his internal organs, he felt a stinging pain as if pierced by a thousand needles. However, he remained calm and instead chanted the mantra of the "Lin" character to calm his mind and suppress the pain. This forced the sword energy to repeatedly circulate through the Triple Burner meridian in his lungs and internal organs. With each cycle, the sword energy became more and more concentrated.

Given time, once the sword energy transforms into sword qi, even if one is not holding a sword, one can still unleash extremely astonishing sword qi.

At midnight, Xu Yunfan, having finished practicing the Triple Burner Sword Nourishing Technique, continued without pause, gripping the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace once and for all.

Without the need for lights, relying solely on the resonance between his body and the mace, he could precisely unleash the nine deadly moves of the Eight Desolate Dragon Meteor Mace Technique in the darkness.

When the ninth move, "Dragon's Fall," was unleashed, the courtyard ground collapsed with a deafening roar, and before the mace even reached the target, an ancient pine tree ten feet away had already snapped in half.

After the move was finished, the dragon's roar that trembled from the mace lingered for a long time, startling the patrolling Taoist boy who mistakenly thought that a ferocious beast had invaded the mountain.

After resting for a while, Xu Yunfan glanced at the courtyard, which looked like it had been plowed through, and couldn't help but grin. It seemed that he would need to have the Dao Sect disciples in charge of construction come and repair it again tomorrow.

Back inside, Xu Yunfan did not lie down to rest, but instead sat cross-legged on a jade futon.

He formed the "Lin" mudra with both hands, his ten fingers gripping the heavenly gate, with a strange light flowing between his knuckles. As he practiced for a long time, the "Lin" mantra gradually revealed its wonders. He silently recited the "Supreme Goodness is Like Water" mantra, and each syllable he uttered seemed to stir up invisible ripples in the void.

As the Linzi mantra was activated, his sea of ​​consciousness gradually churned with chaotic mist, which was a confusion formed by distracting thoughts, restless qi and blood, and external interference.

Suddenly, a beam of clear light cleaved through the depths of chaos, and Xu Yunfan's spirit broke through the mist and emerged.

This god-like phantom was clad in dragon-scale armor and had a face identical to Xu Yunfan's, yet it appeared even more majestic and solemn.

(End of this chapter)