Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 289: All at the Ninth Realm?!
His previously nonchalant attitude has now changed.

Chu Cangming said calmly, "It seems I need to find something for my junior brother to do."

"I underestimated this junior brother."

Chu Cangming rose with a flick of his sleeve, gazing at the dragon-shaped cloud vortex gradually dissipating on the mountaintop. A cold, stern smile curved his lips: "I heard that our junior brother retrieved the Zhan Yue Sword from the Langhuan Library. It's not enough to just practice mace techniques without swordsmanship. I remember there are quite a few divine swords in the Burial Sword Abyss... It's time to send this junior brother some 'opportunity'."

I initially thought it was just a stray dog ​​that came out of nowhere, but now it seems I'm about to have to steal food from its mouth.
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"This wisp of true energy is truly precious..."

As the morning light pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, Xu Yunfan stood atop Qingwei Mountain. Standing there, facing the first rays of the rising sun, Xu Yunfan couldn't help but purse his lips.

The newly generated pure yang energy within his body was like a flickering candle flame in a glass cup; if not handled carefully, it would melt away in the boiling furnace of flesh and blood.

If it weren't for the fact that his attribute panel has the merit of "Permanent Proof", other martial artists would probably have nowhere to cry.

The next instant, as the purple aura from the east touched the skin, this wisp of pure yang energy flowed freely between the flesh and blood. The powerful physique brought by the Marrow Cleansing Realm filtered the primordial spirit of heaven and earth into strands of golden light, and the whole body faintly radiated brilliance.

"I'm afraid those who cultivate pure Yang internal energy into true Qi will need a year or two to fully stabilize it..."

He lightly touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, feeling the true energy flowing through his body like a slippery fish.

If it weren't for the attribute panel allowing one to permanently prove their cultivation status, the blood energy that erupted during last night's practice of the Dragon Meteor Mace Technique would have been enough to shatter this wisp of true energy into countless sparks.

Once the purple energy was fully absorbed, it inhaled and exhaled through its mouth and nose, absorbing all the surrounding spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy is still thin.

As he pondered this, he guided the true energy within his body according to the established cycle of the Pure Yang Qi Gong, continuously refining the spiritual energy and purple energy that had entered his body, gradually strengthening himself.

The last wisp of purple aura from the east transformed into golden clouds on the tip of his tongue and dissipated. Xu Yunfan slowly finished his practice.

He frowned as he sensed the pure yang true energy gradually dormant within his body. The spiritual energy he had just absorbed had only made this strand of true energy, which was as thin as a hair, slightly thicker.

The spiritual energy is still too thin, far inferior to that of a small-scale secret realm.

After thirty-six consecutive cycles, this wisp of pure yang energy finally grew stronger.

True Qi, in the end, becomes extraordinary energy. If it wants to continue to advance, it needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to progress further.

Only now does Xu Yunfan understand the mixed true energy that the Holy Maiden of Tian Shu Sect had been entwining with her fingertips. That true energy, which was forcibly condensed in the Outer Three Harmony Realm, was like pouring molten iron into a clay pot.

Even if one manages to harmonize the body with secret weapons, it will ultimately leave behind a web of hidden injuries within the body.

True Qi is generally fierce and domineering. Even if the nature of Qi is mild, when it circulates among the flesh and blood, it can easily leave the body riddled with holes, thus eliminating any chance of reaching the peak.

No wonder it cannot be ranked among the top sects, and is only able to survive by relying on the Great Zhou Imperial Court.

Xu Yunfan calmed his mind and slowly channeled the pure Yang energy flowing within his body into the depths of his flesh and blood, a region close to what is known as...

Just as they were pondering, a clear child's voice cleaved through the clouds and mist on the mountaintop.

"Senior Brother Xu! Master has summoned you to Qingwei Hall immediately!"

The young Taoist priest, Qingsong, rushed over on the stone steps, his sleeves still damp with dew, clearly indicating his haste.

Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Since becoming a disciple of Bi Yuan for nearly a month, this sect master has always been elusive, only occasionally appearing during morning lessons, offering only a few brief pointers. Seeing that Xu Yunfan's understanding of martial arts was even deeper than his own, he simply asked if Xu Yunfan lacked anything, and if so, Xu Yunfan would ask. Upon hearing that Xu Yunfan had nothing to lack, Xu Yunfan would quickly leave.

Could this sudden summons be related to the "Heavenly Demon Anchor Point" or some secret of the Daoist sect? Xu Yunfan wondered to himself. He naturally knew that Bi Yuan's main purpose in accepting him as a true disciple was to have someone to help him resist the Heavenly Demon.

As Xu Yunfan followed Qingsong to the front of Qingwei Hall, he paused slightly upon entering the hall.

Bi Yuan stood in the center with his back to the palace gate, his black robe fluttering without wind, and blue-purple lightning flashing between his sleeves.

What alarmed Xu Yunfan even more was that three unfamiliar elderly men were standing to the side of the hall.

The gray-robed man on the left had cloudy eyes as if covered by a white film, but his ten fingers were as clear as jade. He was none other than Cui Yu, the "Jade Judge," the head of the Daoist Sect's Punishment Hall.

The red-faced old man on the right had a wooden sword hanging at his waist. Although his aura was light and elegant, his presence was restrained and unleashed.

Although the old Taoist priest with a white beard reaching his chest stood in the center with a smile, Xu Yunfan made a judgment in his mind at a glance.

A smiling tiger hiding a knife.

"Disciple greets these three senior uncles."

Bi Yuan turned around, his eyes flashing like lightning, and a silent, overwhelming pressure enveloped the entire hall.

When his gaze swept over Xu Yunfan, it was as if he could pierce through flesh and blood, and see through every breath of energy flowing between bones and internal organs.

That one glance seemed to see right through his bones and internal organs. When he saw the strange phenomenon inside Xu Yunfan's body, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. With others present, he naturally couldn't speak, but his heart was like a cat's claw, wanting to find out more.

In just over a month, Xu Yunfan had actually cultivated the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Technique to such a level, and... Pure Yang True Qi?!

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he was somewhat unsure. Bi Yuan subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

The lustrous jade-like bones of someone who had achieved minor success in the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Technique, the intense, molten gold-like true energy dormant in the dantian after the Pure Yang Qi Gong was perfected, even the fine blood patterns that appeared when the golden threads seeping out of the dragon scale armor fused with flesh and blood... all of this was clearly visible to Bi Yuan.

"Pure Yang True Qi?!"

That energy flow is correct! It is indeed correct.

He would never mistake that energy. Thirty years ago, he used pure Yang energy as a guide to cleave open the Nine Realms Heavenly Gate and ascend to the pinnacle of Qi Refining!
But Xu Yunfan has only been cultivating for a little over a month, yet he has already condensed a wisp of pure Yang true energy?!

A look of surprise flashed across Bi Yuan's eyes, but his face remained calm.

At this moment, his three fellow disciples were watching him intently. He curled his five fingers slightly inside his sleeve, forcefully suppressing the urge to investigate.

However, the wide sleeves of his robe fluttered even without wind, revealing a hint of inner turmoil.

Xu Yunfan remained expressionless, quietly circulating the Dragon Tiger Hibernation Technique to conceal his internal energy. Although it was only at the beginner level, it was enough to conceal his energy. As long as no one touched his body, they naturally could not know the specific information.

Xu Yunfan's gaze sharpened, his heart churning with turmoil.

Of the three people before him, apart from Bi Yuan, the other two old men exuded an aura as deep and boundless as the ocean, and their every move seemed to resonate with the heavens and earth.

Nine Realms of Qi Refining, Supreme Grandmaster!

Just how many Qi Refining Realm cultivators does this Dao Sect have?!
He suppressed his turbulent thoughts and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Xu Yunfan greets the three senior uncles."

Bi Yuan smiled slightly, raised the whisk in his hand, and the whisk swayed, making a clear and melodious sound: "Yun Fan, you've come at just the right time."

(End of this chapter)