Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 477 Sometimes You Have to Pretend

After a slight hesitation, he shared several key points he encountered during his comprehension of the "Grotto Grafting Technique," particularly concerning how to accurately anchor the "Root Lock" at the core of the minor world, the "buffering method for the clash between one's own Dao foundation and the root energy of the boundary heaven" during grafting, and most importantly, the core issues of "how to stabilize the nascent form of the grotto heaven after successful grafting without being devoured by the backlash."

He asked the questions with a cautious and studious attitude, each one hitting the key and dangerous points of the grafting technique, yet they seemed like the natural doubts of a beginner.

These facts are enough to show that he was seriously studying this true method of cultivation, only that his comprehension was a little dull, but he was still working hard.

With the attribute panel as a guide, he naturally understood how to begin practicing the Cave Heaven Grafting Technique, and some of the difficult points became clear to him.

Sometimes, you have to put on an act to get by better.

Master Baiyue nodded repeatedly, understanding that Xu Yunfan had seriously studied the text, but his comprehension seemed to be somewhat lacking.

He pondered the questions and patiently answered them one by one.

He explained the core principles of grafting techniques and methods for avoiding risks in detail, revealing the harmonious relationship between the apprentices.

If this scene were to occur in any other sect, passing cultivators would naturally praise this immortal sect for its love, harmony, and pure family traditions.

But if placed within the Yuanshi Sect, it looks incredibly strange.

If it were just a master and disciple relationship, that would be one thing, but if it's like this between fellow disciples, then that's definitely something to talk about.

After explaining, he looked at Xu Yunfan's enlightened expression, stroked his beard and smiled, "Junior brother, the fact that you raised these questions proves that you put your heart into it."

Although your comprehension is only average compared to those exceptionally talented individuals, your diligence, perseverance, and strong will are truly commendable.

Based on your current progress, with some time and dedicated practice, you should have no problem mastering the basics of this technique. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me.

This assessment of "average comprehension but diligent" gave Xu Yunfan a sense of certainty. He was somewhat speechless, but could only bow again and say, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother! Junior Brother... will definitely work even harder and live up to the True Lord's high expectations!"

Master Baiyue offered him a few words of encouragement, inquired about the recent situation at Hanya Pass, and then drifted away.

The immense spiritual pressure disappeared, and the Cold Crow Pass returned to normal.

Some of the rogue cultivators in the market relaxed slightly, assuming that it was a Foundation Establishment True Person on patrol from the Primordial Sect, since Foundation Establishment True Persons had come before when tribute was paid.

"Great Master, Chu Chengnan of Baiyue Peak..."

In an inconspicuous street corner of a market town on the outermost edge of Hanya Pass, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone slab.

In front of him was a yellowed oilcloth, on which were scattered a few rusty ancient coins, a few pieces of dull-colored jade, and a few old books with curled edges.

These items looked particularly shabby in the bustling market, and passersby were reluctant to give them even a glance.

Occasionally, someone would glance over, but it was only with a hint of disdain.

This guy is definitely planning to scam people.

This kind of street vending style is something that the disciples of the Yuanshi Sect have already mastered.

As Master Baiyue's figure disappeared into the distant sky, the man slowly raised his lowered eyebrows.

His weathered face showed no sign of abnormality; even the smallest muscles retained the numbness and weariness characteristic of a street vendor.

Only those eyes, hidden deep within the wrinkles, revealed an unusual clarity the moment they looked up.

Like moonlight suddenly flashing across the murky waters of a pool.

If a cultivator skilled in telepathy or similar spiritual techniques were present, they would surely be astonished by the unusual nature of these eyes. Deep within those seemingly murky pupils lay a bottomless well of compassion.

This compassion is not superficial pity, but a serene peace that has been refined through countless tribulations and is close to the Tao.

What's even stranger is that this transcendent state of mind was perfectly sealed beneath the surface of everyday life, so much so that even a Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense couldn't detect it at all.

The man's rough fingers unconsciously rubbed a copper coin, his fingertips feeling the faint words "Taiping Tongbao" on the coin.

This was legal tender issued by a Taoist temple 100,000 years ago, which disappeared completely overnight 100,000 years ago.

Nowadays, this kind of legal tender has become a rare commodity.

He gazed in the direction where Master Baiyue had left, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

The smile contained neither mockery nor calculation, but rather resembled the knowing and sighing expression of an old farmer watching an ant colony moving house before a downpour.

After seeing Master Baiyue off, Xu Yunfan returned to his quiet room and sat down cross-legged.

The last trace of respectful smile on his face vanished completely, leaving only disdain.

'His comprehension is average?'

He silently repeated those four words in his heart, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

If it were before, it would have been one thing to say that his comprehension was average, but now that his clone is acting as guarantor, and the clone is exceptionally talented with superhuman comprehension.

The clone is his.

From Baiyue Zhenren's words and answers, he clearly felt the will of Qingyuan Zhenjun behind him.

The other party is urging him!
They urged him to quickly bind himself to the Divine Martial Realm using the grafting technique that contained deadly methods.

He could almost imagine the ending: the day the nascent form of the cave heaven was formed would be the day his soul and Dao foundation completely fell into the hands of True Monarch Qingyuan, becoming high-quality fertilizer for the other party to cultivate this "Dao Fruit Divine Tree" of the Divine Martial World.

'A Golden Core True Monarch…can perceive the birth and death of all things with a single thought…I am still protected by the Heavenly Dao barrier within the Divine Martial Realm, but once I use the grafting technique to anchor the source, I will have actively removed all concealment! Time…is running out!'

This thought struck like a thunderbolt, dispelling all hesitation.

Xu Yunfan took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, his eyes now only showing a calm, still expression.

In the days that followed, Xu Yunfan shifted his focus in his cultivation.

Besides maintaining the power of the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture to solidify his foundation, he devoted most of his energy to comprehending and practicing the "Grotto-Grove Technique" and frantically improving his proficiency in the "Mysterious Capital Eight Scenes Refining Heaven and Creating Cloud Book".

If the Xuan Du Eight Views Refining Heaven Creation Cloud Book didn't have an attribute panel, it would definitely be an enormous sinkhole.

At this moment, he finally understood why Li Baichuan possessed the ultimate Dharma but showed no intention of practicing it.

But the one who released this method, despite all his calculations, could never have imagined that he possessed an attribute panel that allowed him to strongly control the Cloud Book avatar and fill in this enormous sinkhole.

The contents of "The Art of Grafting in the Grotto Heaven" flowed through his mind.

The core of this grafting technique lies in constructing a "bridge to the spiritual ruins" composed of complex runes and Dao principles. One end of this bridge must be anchored to the core of the practitioner's own Dao foundation, while the other end must delve into the origin of the minor world, forcibly extracting its primordial "root energy" like tree roots drawing nutrients.

The cultivation process is extremely dangerous, requiring one to combine their own divine sense with specific incantations to condense a "chain" capable of deceiving the will of the world.

(End of this chapter)