A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

A disheveled figure crashed heavily onto the ground not far from Jin Haiming, his true energy dissipating, no longer possessing its previous domineering and fierce power.

Jin Hong coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face pale and listless. After losing the infusion of Jin Zhu's true energy, the sharp blade in his hand finally broke in two during its last clash with the Devouring Spirit Evil Sword.

Upon seeing this, Jin Peng and Jin Xiuwu immediately helped him up, their faces filled with worry.

At this moment, Jin Hong felt the Golden Bamboo True Qi within his body growing weaker and weaker. He painfully closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

He knew that his meridians were now broken and his dantian was shattered, making him practically a cripple with no fighting power whatsoever.

Jin Haiming's hands, which were holding the puppet disc, trembled slightly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He just stared blankly at the defeated Jin Hong and suddenly felt a little disheartened.

Mo Liancheng dragged the ancestral sword behind him and walked toward Jin Hong and the others with a cold expression. His aged face was ashen.

Despite possessing the combat power of a Grandmaster, he had been dragged down to this point by Jin Hong, who was only at the Grandmaster level. Left with no other choice, he had to use the safest method to wear Jin Hong down to the point of exhaustion.

This frustrating battle fueled his anger, making him feel so suffocated that he was on the verge of madness.

The Soul-Devouring Evil Sword in his hand still emitted a scarlet sword light, as if it were about to devour someone at any moment.

Seeing Mo Liancheng approaching with murderous intent, the group became wary and drew their weapons.

Upon seeing this scene from afar, Jin Haiming slid his hand across the puppet disc several times, and a whooshing sound instantly rang out.

Mo Liancheng sensed something and turned to look at the dark green puppet rushing towards him from the other side of the battlefield. His expression suddenly changed drastically. He no longer had time to pay attention to Jin Hong and the other two not far away. He gathered his true energy under his feet, used his lightness skill to escape back to the rear.

"Mo Liancheng! If you dare take another step forward, I will risk my life to ensure that the clan's protective puppets are the first to kill you!"

Jin Haiming roared at Mo Liancheng with a fierce but weak expression, his look of disappointment quickly replaced by madness.

Seeing that the puppet that had been entangled with him for so long had turned around and attacked Mo Liancheng, Tongxin Daoren secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the spirit stone in his palm, which had become somewhat dull, and quickly began to recover his magic power.

Having fought the Golden Clan puppets for so long, he had long lost his initial composure and calmness. His Taoist robe was now tattered, and the tortoise shell shield in his hand was showing more and more spiderweb-like cracks under continuous defense, the extent of which was far beyond his expectations.

Only now did he truly understand the terrifying power of this superior-grade puppet. Only after actually fighting it did he realize how ridiculous his initial assessment had been.

If he hadn't possessed the Xuan Guang Tortoise Shell Shield, a magical artifact renowned for its powerful defense, he probably would have fled long ago.

If the situation continues to develop as it is, his shield will be destroyed before he can exhaust the opponent's spiritual power. At that time, without a defensive magic weapon, he will have no choice but to retreat.

The dark green puppet stood silently in front of Jin Hong and the others, protecting them completely, and made no further moves.

Mo Liancheng, feeling uneasy, retreated to his own camp, staring warily at the Jin Clan's guardian puppets, ready to dodge at any moment.

At the same time, he glanced around at his own side, but still couldn't see Jin Yunfeng. He cursed inwardly, "Old fox!"

He had already lost track of Jin Yunfeng when he fought Jin Hong, but he didn't think much about it at the time because of the urgency of the situation.

It now appears that the sect leader of the Green Bamboo Sect had already quietly left when the Copper Heart Daoist appeared, which made Mo Liancheng even more agitated.

Meanwhile, the Copper Heart Daoist on the other side stopped making any moves after the puppet retreated, secretly absorbing the pure spiritual energy from the spirit stone.

Realizing he couldn't defeat it alone, Tongxin Daoren stopped his futile efforts and chose to preserve his strength.

He planned to wait for his apprentice Liu Feng to return, so that the two of them could join forces to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, and then take possession of the combat puppet.

On Jin Haiming's side, seeing that the other party had stopped making moves, the slight worry in his heart gradually dissipated.

He feared that if he turned the puppet towards the battlefield between Jin Hong and Mo Liancheng, the cultivator would take the opportunity to kill him.

It now seems that the other party, for reasons unknown, has also chosen to temporarily back down.

That would be ideal. If Jin Jingtian could return to the scene during this period, it would undoubtedly change the entire battlefield situation.

Then, a strange scene unfolded: after fighting for a long time, the two sides unexpectedly confronted each other again, each with their own ulterior motives, and neither side had any intention of continuing the fight.

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"The Sheep Spirit Life-Giving Technique appears to be a cultivation method as well."

After Zhou Ping finished reading the contents of the book, he couldn't help but feel excited. This tattered book that Liu Feng always carried with him actually contained his method of cultivating immortality.

Having practiced the Qingyuan Technique, he didn't have much interest in this method. He just thought about verifying it with others in the future to see if it could help his own cultivation.

To Zhou Ping's delight, in addition to the Sheep Spirit Breathing Method, the book also contained detailed records of numerous cultivation experiences and basic knowledge of the cultivation world, densely covering the entire book.

It seems that the valuable experience of the sages of Tongyang Temple throughout the ages has been compiled in this book.

Besides the main cultivation techniques, it also recorded several immortal spells, which amazed Zhou Ping and broadened his horizons.

For example, there are techniques such as "Fireball Technique", "Wind Blade Technique", "Heavenly Eye Technique", "Earth Spike Technique", and movement techniques such as "Wind Control Technique" and "Light Body Technique".

According to the description, when these two techniques are used together, one can almost fly through the air and travel a thousand miles in a day.

Zhou Ping recalled the astonishing scene of the cultivator who descended from the sky to the distant mountain peak, and realized that it must have been the result of using these two techniques. He couldn't help but feel envious.

After acquiring these techniques, he immediately became eager to learn them all.

But considering the current situation, he decisively dismissed this absurd idea.

After comparing the Sheep Spirit Breathing Technique with his Qingyuan Gong, Zhou Ping discovered that the Sheep Spirit Breathing Technique was much simpler to cultivate than the Qingyuan Gong, and was not as complicated and tedious.

"I wonder which is more superior, the Qingyuan Technique or the Qingyuan Technique."

Zhou Ping put the book away and pondered for a moment.

Then, recalling the last message Jin Jingtian left him, he turned and walked to the other side of the ancestral hall, where there was a staircase leading to the roof, where the last great weapon left to the Jin clan by the fourth ancestor was hidden.