Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 451 The Ten-Year Term
The old man's eyes lit up, filled with both awe and fervor.

According to Xu Yunfan, the more people who cultivate the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture, the higher their status will be after forming a lineage, and naturally more Foundation Establishment positions will emerge.

The old man with mud stared intently at the summit of Zhenwu Peak. If he had the opportunity to establish his Dao foundation, he would naturally want to achieve the divine martial status.

After all, Xu Yunfan once said that the more practitioners of the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture there are, the stronger the fortune of the resulting lineage will be.

At that time, not only will the True Martial rank rise, but there will also be more Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes, as if he could already see himself wearing a Taoist robe with the Xuanwu star pattern.

If one dares to think further, if this aged body could be revitalized by the Divine Martial Dao Foundation, perhaps it could even fight for the Golden Core Dao before its lifespan ends.

The most shocked was the old Taoist priest in hemp robes, who was practicing the "Sitting in Oblivion Sutra" on the edge of the cliff, but was now forced to awaken from the state of "sitting in oblivion and selflessness".

For the first time, a hint of surprise appeared on the old Taoist's usually expressionless face.

After all, this was the first time he had ever seen such a fierce surge of spiritual energy from heaven and earth being drawn in with such overwhelming force.

Their gazes met across the distance, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

It is not surprising that a Foundation Establishment True Person can manipulate the power of heaven and earth, but to be able to simultaneously draw upon completely different Daoist charms such as star power, sword intent, earth element, and mysterious spirit is simply unheard of!

The Eight Scenic Spots of Xuandu, with their mysteries and wonders, naturally attract attention.

Fortunately, the area within a hundred miles of Zhenwu Peak is under its control, and Xu Yunfan has personally set up and continuously upgraded the Hidden Star and Obscuring Moon Formation.

Five years later, on the day of Lichun (the beginning of spring), a clear and melodious long howl suddenly rang out from the summit of Zhenwu Peak.

Xu Yunfan's body surged with True Martial Power, his roar like a dragon's cry echoing through the heavens, shaking the sea of ​​clouds within a ten-mile radius.

The howling sound contained the demon-subduing charm of Zhenwu, the sharpness of Wancheng's sword intent, the thunderous power of the Azure Dragon Thunder Pearl, and the mysterious changes of the Eight Scenery Clouds.

Under the impact of these multiple Daoist energies, the nine layers of clouds were torn apart like thin gauze, revealing the azure sky.

The newly recruited disciples of Zhenwu Peak looked up in astonishment, only to see a figure ascending straight up on the clouds, his robes fluttering as light from all directions flowed and intertwined around him.

They've gone a bit too far with their arrogance.

Xu Yunfan quickly suppressed his aura, glanced at the Hidden Star and Moon Array he had set up, which was still operating without any problems, and immediately felt relieved.

'You've entered the beginner level of the Xuan Du Eight Scenes Refining Heaven Creation Cloud Manual.'

Seeing a message flash across the attribute panel in his field of vision, Xu Yunfan couldn't help but smile.

The path to cultivating the Eight Scenic Spots of Xuandu is far more difficult than imagined. Xu Yunfan spent a full five years before he could barely condense the cloud formations of the Eight Scenic Spots into their final forms.

During that time, I don't know how many times I experienced the explosion of clashing clouds, how many times I suffered the pain of spiritual backlash, how many days and nights I spent repeatedly deducing the combination of clouds in the quiet room, and how many setbacks I suffered due to minor control errors. These are really not things that outsiders can understand.

Each attempt to merge Kan Shui Yun and Li Huo Yun required him to divide his mind into hundreds of strands, precisely controlling each spiritual energy node as if an embroiderer were threading a needle.

The slightest mistake could result in the clouds bursting open and the cave being left in ruins.

Over the course of five years, he lost count of how many sets of Taoist robes he changed and how many times he repaired the weapon-refining platform that had been destroyed in the explosion.

During the most difficult period, he spent seven days and seven nights continuously deducing the eighty-six thousand possible combinations of the eight scenic clouds in the "Lin" state.

When he exited the "Lin" state, blood seeped from all seven orifices. But it was precisely this almost obsessive hard work that allowed him to finally grasp that mysterious balance after countless failures.

In this way, he finally gained entry into the field.

With all the pent-up frustration finally released, he couldn't help but let out a long howl to the sky. He now somewhat understood why characters in online novels always couldn't help but let out a long howl as soon as they emerged from seclusion.

After being stifled for so long, I finally had an epiphany, and the sky cleared up. Naturally, I couldn't help but want to shout a few times to vent my frustration.

Time flies like water, and the real qualitative change occurred in the deep winter of the tenth year.

When Xu Yunfan superimposed the three-headed, six-armed Dharma form of Shenwu Daoji with the tortoise-snake true form recorded in the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture, the spiritual energy of the entire True Martial Peak suddenly stagnated.

Amidst the surging sea of ​​clouds atop the peak, an unprecedented True Martial Dharma Image rose from the ground.

Its true form is that of the Supreme Emperor of the Dark Heaven, wearing a black armor with the Big Dipper pattern, standing on a spiritual platform with a tortoise and snake coiled around his feet, and the True Martial Big Dipper Wheel floating behind his head, with the seven stars shining brightly.

This image also incorporates the fierce appearance of a three-headed, six-armed figure, with the main head having wide-open, angry eyes and a third eye on its forehead emitting golden light to subdue demons.

The left-hand figure closes his eyes and concentrates, with the character "临" appearing between his brows; the right-hand figure appears to be in a state of enlightenment, his lips moving as if reciting the mantra "True Martial Subdues Demons".

Each of its six arms wields a divine weapon, with its front two arms forming the True Martial Demon Subduing Seal, and the phantom images of a tortoise and snake in its palms breathing out star power.

He holds a heavy iron sword in his middle left arm, the blade of which is wrapped with azure dragon and thunder patterns. He swings a mountain-shaking hammer in his middle right arm, the hammerhead revolving with the seven constellations of the Big Dipper. He holds a halberd upside down in his rear left arm, the tip of which is intertwined with thunder and fire.

The most astonishing thing is the faint phantom of a grotto-heaven appearing behind the Dharma image.

The moment the Dharma image was fully manifested, the spiritual energy of the entire Zhenwu Peak flowed like rivers into the sea, forming a visible spiritual vacuum around the Dharma image!

"Junior brother, what's going on?"

The pupils of Master Baiyue, who had rushed over, contracted slightly.

The first thing you see is an unprecedented Dharma image floating on the peak, with tortoise shell covering its body, snake scales wrapped around its arms, three heads showing the three aspects of anger, stillness, and enlightenment, six arms either forming mudras or holding weapons, and its feet treading on the churning sea of ​​clouds of the Eight Scenes.

"Thank you for your guidance back then, senior brother."

After finishing his practice, Xu Yunfan kept his aura restrained, with only the occasional golden glint in his eyes indicating his progress.

He was just one step away from reaching the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

In just fifteen years, he has already reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment and is about to enter the middle stage. Such a speed of cultivation is truly astonishing.

With a somewhat complicated expression, Master Baiyue handed over a jade slip: "News has come from Hanya Pass that the previous garrison commander has issued a proclamation urging us to expedite the process."

Xu Yunfan cupped his hands and smiled, "Don't worry, senior brother. Since I have agreed to this, I will certainly keep my promise and go."

Master Baiyue nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes: "Although Cold Crow Pass is treacherous, it is also a place of opportunity. Junior Brother, please be careful on your journey."

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. Please look after Zhenwu Peak for me. I'm off now."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yunfan had already made a hand seal and stood up, his Divine Martial Dao Foundation suddenly unfolding.

A streak of dark blue light shot into the sky, leaving a dazzling trail on the summit of Zhenwu Peak.

Within the escaping light, one could vaguely see the image of a tortoise and snake coiled together, supported by eight scenic clouds. Its speed was so great that it swept past several mountain peaks in the blink of an eye.
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Hanya Pass is located on the border of the Yuanshi Sect's territory, and is a strategic pass where the three factions meet.

Looking down from the escaping light, Xu Yunfan saw a majestic black stone pass standing tall among the distant mountains. In the winding black waters of the Styx River beside it, countless vengeful souls were still buried, drowning in it, never to be reborn.

Even those who practice the demonic path would have to admit to the demonic methods.

(End of this chapter)