I forge immortality with a pagoda.

Along the way, many cultivators rushed to Liexing Valley from all directions.

Most Qi cultivators envelop themselves in true Qi and fly at low altitudes.

Those who are slightly wealthier use flying magical artifacts.

Flying magical artifacts differ from ordinary defensive and offensive magical artifacts; they are magical treasures with special uses. These special-purpose magical treasures include those that can trap enemies or grant enlightenment, and they are all relatively rare.

Without a sect background or some special opportunity, it would be very difficult for ordinary cultivators to obtain.

Therefore, most Qi cultivators choose to fly using true Qi instead of doing hard labor on the ground.

The use of true qi is ultimately limited, and these cultivators need to stop and recuperate every few hours before they can continue flying.

As for cultivators who wield flying talismans, they don't need to think that much. These talismans only require a small amount of spiritual energy to activate, and once activated, they can withstand wind, rain, and clouds in the air. Both their comfort and speed are much better than those of cultivators who fly using true qi.

Although Shen Yu was quite wealthy, he didn't actually possess any such magical treasures.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much time coming from Wan Chong Mountain to this Lie Xing Valley.

He traveled for several more days and finally arrived at the volcano called Scorching Flame Mountain.

Scorching Flame Mountain is not a single peak, but a long, winding mountain range. The entire mountain range is a deep, dark red, like the color of congealed blood.

Above the mountain range is a main peak, which is not particularly steep, but is very majestic and huge, covering a vast area. Above the mountainside, there is no vegetation, only jagged rocks and scorched earth that can be crushed at the slightest touch.

The mountain has several volcanic craters, scattered haphazardly, glowing with crimson light and billowing thick smoke.

At the summit, there is a huge crater, spewing out thick smoke and the smell of sulfur.

Before Shen Yu even reached the top of the main peak, he felt a scorching heat rush towards him, and had no choice but to cover his face with his hands to make his skin feel better.

As he drew closer to the mountain peak, each breath he took sent scorching heat through his throat, burning his lungs with discomfort.

However, Shen Yu also felt a heavy, burning spiritual energy enter his body with each breath.

This is the Yang Zhuo Ling Ji.

"The spiritual energy is already so abundant even before we've reached the foot of the mountain; wouldn't it be even more terrifying at the crater?"

"In this way, we can quickly condense thirty-three streams of fire!"

Thinking this, Shen Yu quickened her pace.

Before long, Shen Yu climbed the mountain, but he did not reach the very top.

This is the limit he can go right now.

If he were to go any higher, he would have to divert his vital energy to resist the scorching air, and he would no longer be able to concentrate on cultivation.

"Although the spiritual energy here isn't as concentrated as in the main crater, it's sufficient."

Shen Yu wasn't greedy, and the excessive turbidity of Yang Zhuo Lingji wasn't a good thing for him either.

Previously, while Shen Yu was traveling, he had been breathing in and out the turbid spiritual energy day and night without stopping. Through his efforts, eight streams of fire had already formed in his body.

There are still twenty-five steps to go before mastering the Fierce Wind Summoning Technique.

Shen Yu wasted no more time and immediately found a flat place, where he sat down cross-legged and began to refine the Yang Turbid Spiritual Energy.

Heat rises, flames swirl, and within these flames exists a more primal, more profound aura.

Shen Yu carefully extracted the Yang Turbid Spiritual Energy from the numerous mixed spiritual energies, and then refined it into Yang Turbid Flame Stream according to a specific method.

One month later.

There were already sixteen streams of flame within his body, nearly half of the required number for the cultivation technique.

Shen Yu let out a long sigh of relief, almost spitting out a wisp of flame.

He was startled and immediately felt a burning sensation inside his body, like maggots clinging to his bones, causing a dull, burning pain in his skin.

"If I continue to practice like this, before I can even master the Dao techniques, my body will be unable to withstand it and I will be burned to a crisp."

"You can't rush it."

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind.

Shen Yu immediately took out the Three Lights Jade.

"This superior amulet contains three light veins, namely red, blue, and yellow. The red light vein belongs to wind and fire, the blue light vein belongs to water and wood, and the yellow light vein belongs to metal and earth."

"If I were to simply activate the water and wood energy channels within, wouldn't that perfectly relieve my burning pain?"

Without hesitation, Shen Yu activated the Three Lights Jade. In an instant, the three lights of the talisman shone out simultaneously, indistinguishable from one another.

Only Foundation Establishment cultivators can wield high-grade talismans with ease.

Shen Yu had only just reached the second level of the Kaiyuan realm, and it was already quite remarkable that he could use it at all, let alone use it so skillfully.

The idea of ​​separating blue light veins is undoubtedly a fantasy.

However, he was not discouraged. Every time his vital energy was exhausted, he would meditate for several days until his vital energy was almost fully restored before he would start to activate it again.

It took a whole month to separate a wisp of the Azure Vein from the Three Lights.

Shen Yu was overjoyed and immediately enveloped himself in it. In an instant, a cool and refreshing feeling spread throughout his body, as if he were facing a cold and vast lake, and most of the restlessness in his heart disappeared.

"This way, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

With the help of the azure light, Shen Yu spent another month finally condensing thirty-two streams of flame within his body!

Just one final push away!

"This last one is also the most difficult to master."

This stream of flame is extremely difficult to forge; one of it is equivalent to the sum of all the previous thirty-two streams.

Not to mention that once this final stream of flame is completed, it will control everything. At that time, all the streams of flame will be activated, and one wrong move will reduce them to ashes.

Only then did Shen Yu realize just how difficult it was to master superior Taoist arts.

The first hurdle in cultivation is aptitude. If a cultivator lacks aptitude or is impatient, it is impossible to refine a stream of flames.

Even if one can cultivate the Yang Turbid Flame Flow, without the protection of an elder, one cannot pass this final hurdle.

He held his breath and concentrated for a long time. When his mind was clear and his energy was abundant, he finally began to pass this last test.

After an unknown amount of time, a tearing pain appeared in his meridians, and finally he was able to refine this stream of flames.

This fiery current was domineering and unparalleled. When Shen Yu's meager true essence encountered it, it was like snow meeting boiling water, instantly melting and dissipating.

Just then, all thirty-three streams of flame trembled simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying burst of immense energy.

Shen Yu quickly absorbed the previously separated azure light into his body to envelop the fiery currents.

Although the azure light was effective, it was scarce, and several streams of flame still escaped, burning Shen Yu's tendons, bones, and flesh thoroughly.

Shen Yu gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and fine beads of sweat were evaporated by the high temperature as soon as they seeped out.

It hurt! It hurt so much! In his two lifetimes, this was the first time he had ever experienced such pain.

Previously, when the Xuanqiong Pagoda drained most of his life force, he only fainted. Now, however, he is experiencing the excruciating pain of having his heart and lungs burned while he is still conscious.

He could only use his vital energy to protect his heart and spirit; he could do nothing more. The rest was up to fate.

It's unclear how long this suffering lasted.

Shen Yu finally regained consciousness from her dazed state.

A warm and full feeling spread through my dantian, and waves of warmth radiated from there throughout my body.

The burning pain from before had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable warm and comfortable feeling.

Shen Yu looked inward and saw thirty-three streams of flames surrounding his innate primordial energy, flowing slowly and gently.

"It's done!"

Shen Yu burst into laughter.

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