Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 497 Setting up a nest

At the very center of the diagram, nine ancient and powerful characters, seemingly imbued with the might of thunder, shone brightly, carrying an aura of battle that could cleave the heavens and endure forever.

The Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Mysterious Vault Undying True Scripture!
As the diagrams flowed, specific Taoist principles and true meanings evolved beneath the gold characters.

"Above, it corresponds to the highest heavenly palace of the nine heavens of the Divine Firmament; below, it refines the indestructible golden body of the Xuanqiong. This scripture is the direct lineage of the Primordial Divine Firmament True Lord, the supreme true method of fighting and killing."

It requires drawing upon the thunder and fire of the Nine Heavens to cleanse and refine the five internal organs. It draws upon the killing energy of the Geng metal in the cosmos to forge bones, strengthen veins, and refine marrow, making the body clear and spotless, like divine iron naturally formed. The skin is refined to be like gold crystal, the bones like divine jade, the internal organs transformed into a thunder pool, and the blood imbued with starlight…

Upon reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, one can wield the power to shatter divine thunder with every gesture, and the divine light that bursts forth between the opening and closing of the divine eyes between the brows can split thousands of mountains and rivers. Furthermore, the strength of one's physical body can rival that of an innate spiritual treasure.

"Impervious to all laws, and easily evaded by water and fire."

The interplay of light and shadow in the diagram reveals a towering, majestic figure emerging from it.

Its face was blurred yet exuded boundless majesty, and between its brows, a vertical eye opened and closed with divine light bursting forth, shattering stars like bullets.

A phantom image of a three-pointed, double-edged divine blade, inscribed with runes of ten thousand thunders and swirling with mysterious light, pierced through the void. Wherever it passed, the coastal waters split, its true intent chilling and domineering, penetrating the heavens and earth.

This is clearly the supreme profound technique of the Primordial Daoist Guardian War God lineage.

Seeing Xu Yunfan immersed in this true skill, Lü Chunyang said, "This Battle True Scripture requires the use of the Nine Heavens Geng Metal Origin Qi to temper the divine body. It is profound and difficult, with immense power. It is compatible with the foundation of your Yuanshi Sect and, apart from the exquisite methods represented by the 'Xuandu Eight Scenes Refining Heaven and Creating Cloud Book,' it follows another powerful and extreme path. It belongs to the top lineage of the Yuanshi Sect."

Xu Yunfan snapped out of his daze and asked with great enthusiasm, "Why did the Patriarch possess this method?"

Lu Chunyang casually remarked, "During the great war between the three sects, I used three sword intents to pierce through the Divine Firmament Nine Heavens of the Primordial Sect, tearing its celestial abode apart, causing its golden core to fall forever, never to be reborn again."

At this point, he couldn't help but exclaim, "That guy's physical body is truly formidable. If I hadn't had a sword intent specifically designed to attack the soul, I'm afraid he would have escaped."

Seeing the disappointment in Xu Yunfan's eyes, Lü Chunyang laughed and scolded, "Don't underestimate this true scripture. It had a connection with the Dao Master of the Yuanshi Sect back then. Moreover, that Shenxiao Jiuchen True Monarch had extremely poor talent. This true scripture was completely wasted on him."

Xu Yunfan asked, "Master, what about me?"

"you……"

Lu Chunyang shook his head: "Your aptitude is even worse than that of Shenxiao Jiuchen Zhenjun. Your innate talent is of the low grade. Although you have improved it a lot through your acquired methods, it is still not quite there. The fact that you have been able to enter the Foundation Establishment stage is already a testament to your great fortune."

Xu Yunfan forced a smile: "...Yes, really? Haha, haha."

A meaningful smile appeared on Lü Chunyang's lips. He looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the void as it landed on a certain being.

"If Qingyuan knew that you had exhausted the martial arts and Buddhist essence of the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture and instead cultivated the true scripture of the Divine Firmament lineage that I gave you... hehe..."

Lu Chunyang really wanted to see Qingyuan Zhenjun's expression when he heard the news.

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but ask, "Master, I won't be slapped to death by that True Monarch Qingyuan, will I?"

"No, I have severed the cause and effect. If he tries to force his way out, it won't work."

Lu Chunyang glanced at Xu Yunfan and said indifferently, "The three sword intents on your body will teach him what a sword cultivator is."

Xu Yunfan: “…”

This is using him as bait.

Lu Chunyang said, "The title of 'Divine Firmament Mysterious Vault Thunder Lord' inherited by this true scripture is the supreme position of the Primordial Dao Lineage Guardian War God lineage."

"Back then, that old fellow with the title 'Divine Firmament Nine Heavens True Lord' relied on his limited mastery of thunder magic to occupy this position. I pierced his cave heaven and destroyed his soul with three sword intents, forcing his position to collapse and disappear, never daring to show his face again!" He had a cold look on his lips, as if he was reliving the bloody battle of the three sects back then, and continued after a while.

"Although this fruit is powerful, it is not something that can be easily obtained."

The Way of Heaven is impartial, and the path to the pinnacle cannot be taken lightly. To rebuild this fruit, one must use the true scriptures as a vessel, and step by step rebuild the ritual in the mortal world. One must draw upon the metal of the stars to temper one's bones, and absorb the thunder and fire of the nine heavens to refine one's golden body. One must use the most powerful and yang methods to forge the 'indestructible Dao body'. Furthermore, one must use one's own Dao to connect with the Nine Heavens Palace of the Divine Firmament, until one can trigger the resonance and descent of that dormant fruit imprint into the world.

The hardships involved were even greater than moving mountains and filling seas!

"..."

After Xu Yunfan was escorted out of the Wancheng Sword Sect by Lü Chunyang, Xu Yunfan did not dare to linger, as this place was, after all, a righteous sect of the Wancheng Sword Sect.

Although the Pure Yang Ancestor was powerful, he was being subtly ostracized by the other True Monarchs of the Wancheng Sword Sect. If he didn't leave soon, he might cause unnecessary trouble.

Furthermore, now that he has been stripped of the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture, he is left with only his cultivation level. Although he is protected by the Eight Scenery Cloud Qi and is no less than his peers, he has lost a trump card and always feels empty inside.

Xu Yunfan naturally wanted to return to Hanya Pass as soon as possible to comprehend the "Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Profound Vault Imperishable True Scripture".
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At almost the same time, the nameless mountain peak where the innate stone embryo fell in the Eastern Wilderness appeared.

Sanzang walked step by step to the mountainside, where the wind was as sharp as a knife.

This former Buddhist disciple was hunched over, his moon-white monk's robe torn in numerous rips by the evil wind.

He walked barefoot across the jagged, craggy rocks, his soles stained with blood.

With each step, a pale gold Buddha mark was imprinted on the mountain rock, which was then covered by fresh blood.

Sanzang actually used his mortal body as a pen and his essence and blood as ink to slowly activate the ritual.

After an unknown amount of time, the nameless mountain peak finally came into view before Sanzang.

At this moment, the Tripitaka was emaciated, and there was no longer any Buddhist power flowing in his breath. Only the unwavering determination and indifference between his brows and eyes remained.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood and sweat from his forehead, his withered fingers gripping the exposed rock face as he climbed step by step.

Gravel tumbled down, and a gust of wind whipped sand and gravel against his back, but he seemed oblivious.

The bloodstained palm finally reached the summit.

The towering, dark yellow boulder was right in front of him. The swastika-shaped Buddhist pattern deep within the stone sensed his arrival and suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense golden light.

The entire mountaintop trembled violently, and countless dark gold Sanskrit characters on the surface of the boulder seemed to move as if alive. Where stone chips were peeling away, the outline of a human figure was vaguely revealed!
Stone chips flew everywhere like rain.

Just as Sanzang's blood-stained hand was about to touch the Xuanhuang boulder, he heard a series of rapid sounds coming from afar.

He turned his head to look.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Dozens of gray figures, accompanied by a foul wind, nimbly leaped up the cliff face.

They turned out to be a group of red-eyed ghost apes that lived on the cliffs of the Eastern Wilderness and were born with keen spiritual senses.

The most majestic old ape first glanced at Sanzang, then turned to look at the innate stone embryo that was emitting a faint silver glow. Its dark golden eyes reflected the strange phenomenon of the stone embryo, as if it were attracted by something invisible. Its giant claws, covered with black fur, pressed heavily on the hot stone embryo surface first, driven by curiosity and instinct.

(End of this chapter)