Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

"The origin of practicing Taoism is that someone saw the original texture projected into an object at the right time, and then imitated it, engraved it in the body, and then possessed the supernatural and various Taoist methods."

Jiang Yun muttered to himself, his voice revealing a hint of emotion and enlightenment.

During these years of practice, he felt more and more deeply that everything in the world has different Dao patterns and Dao traces interwoven together.

He studied these great Dao runes persistently, not to simply reproduce the ancient Taoist methods, but to trace them back.

Taking the vast heavens as a boundless scripture, one can carefully pick out the mysterious patterns contained in all things, and thus in this endless exploration, open up a unique path of practice that belongs only to one's own.

Looking back today, I realize that this road is full of unknowns and challenges, but the rewards are gratifying, and the faith in my heart is like a burning flame, getting hotter and hotter.

More than a year passed by slowly, like a flash of lightning, but it left a deep mark on Jiang Yun's path of cultivation.

During this period of time, Jiang Yun was like a tireless ascetic, immersing himself wholeheartedly in the contemplation of the nine sets of mysterious stone tools.

He sometimes stared at the mysterious runes and traces on the stone tools, his eyes gleaming with thought.

Sometimes he would close his eyes and meditate, letting the breath circulate throughout his body, trying to integrate what he had learned from his meditation into his own practice system, constantly improving and deducing the operation of the method.

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. Only through constant trial and exploration can we truly comprehend the mysteries contained in these nine sets of stone tools.

However, the path of spiritual practice is never smooth.

In just a few months, Jiang Yun seemed to have gone through a cruel baptism. His body became thinner and his face looked a little haggard.

Although the nine sets of stone tools for tempering blood are still in their infancy, their effects are already amazing.

Jiang Yun clearly felt that the blood power in his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes. The fourth blood transformation, which had been a long way off, was now likely to be greatly advanced.

Recalling the past several transformations, his second bloodline transformation took two to three hundred years, and the third bloodline transformation took two to three thousand years.

This is also due to the help of the transformation of the elixir of life.

Jiang Yun wondered in his heart how many times he could experience bloodline transformation. This remained an unknown mystery.

But from past experience, the time consumed for each transformation increases tenfold.

According to this rule, he originally estimated that the fourth bloodline transformation might take 20,000 to 30,000 years, which would be a long and desperate wait.

But now, with the help of these nine sets of stone tools to temper the bloodline, everything has changed.

Judging from the throbbing sensations deep within his blood, it would probably only take a few thousand years for him to undergo his fourth blood transformation, which would shorten the time by several times.

What’s even more amazing is that this method is only in its infancy and its potential has yet to be fully tapped.

When he thought of this, Jiang Yun felt an irrepressible excitement in his heart.

The power contained in this method may become the key for him to reach the peak of his cultivation.

However, the continuous understanding of the law and the experiments on the operation of the body also cost Jiang Yun a huge price.

Although the hours of concentrated study on the Dharma did not cause any substantial harm to his body, the long period of internal training had resulted in a massive consumption of his vital energy, making him feel exhausted.

At this moment, his aura had become somewhat sluggish.

With no other choice, he had to slowly wake up from that deep state of enlightenment.

"The energy required to refine the impurities in my body and integrate myriad blood vessels is really too much. I can hardly bear it."

Jiang Yun murmured softly, his voice revealing a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

If one wants to continue to deepen one's practice, the supply of energy will be a huge problem.

He was reluctant to consume the energy in the origin world. After all, the demand was too huge. Once it was used, the impact on the origin world would be immeasurable.

However, absorbing the essence of the outside world takes too long and cannot meet his current urgent needs for cultivation.

Jiang Yun already had a plan in mind for this predicament.

In an instant, a light flashed in his hand, and an ancient and mysterious small bowl appeared out of thin air. He gently stretched it towards the void, as if trying to capture the mysterious power hidden between heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, the bowl was filled with steaming soup, and two crystal clear pieces of meat with tempting aroma were floating quietly in it.

At the same time, nine colors of divine light intertwined in the void, as if the fairy light from the nine heavens was falling, enveloping the small bowl, making it look extremely magical.

This is not ordinary food, but a supreme treasure left by Emperor Huang Tian.

This was created after tens of millions of years of refinement. It contains tremendous energy at the level of a quasi-immortal emperor, and many miraculous medicinal herbs are also integrated into it.

This is not just a pot of stewed meat, it is clearly a pot of peerless medicine that can change one's fate. Jiang Yun has been coveting it for a long time.

Jiang Yun didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the bowl and drank it all, including the soup and meat.

In an instant, an indescribable wonderful taste spread in the mouth, and the rich aroma seemed to penetrate the soul.

He slowly closed his eyes, and felt a surge of energy exploding in his body like a surging wave.

This force was so powerful that it instantly filled his entire body, and even his face turned red due to the surging power.

Before, he only ate one piece each time, but this time he ate a small bowl of meat and soup.

“It’s so nutritious!”

Jiang Yun secretly marveled in his heart. This power was like the first ray of light he welcomed after groping in the darkness for a long time.

At this time, Jiang Yun did not dare to slack off at all, and quickly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, a grand and mysterious chanting sound suddenly rang out in the void beside him, like a mysterious call from ancient times.

He was once again immersed in the contemplation of the scriptures contained in the nine sets of stone tools.

If the art of stewing meat also contains the great principles of the Dao, then Emperor Huang Tian has undoubtedly stood at the pinnacle of this art. Through this tonic, he has refined his strength and many insights into the Dao together.

Within this endless essence, there are also mysterious fragments of the Great Dao hidden.

As Jiang Yun practiced, the thousands of blood and physiques in his body began to float violently, like awakened beasts. The laws of order were like agile spirits, constantly being drawn out and merged, and continuously flowing into his original physique and blood.

For a moment, Jiang Yun's cultivation speed soared again like a rocket. Every cell in his body was cheering and absorbing this powerful force to its heart's content.

Time is like a silent river, flowing slowly, and before you know it, many years have passed quietly.

Five hundred years is a period of time that, for mortals, means that bloodlines have changed countless generations. Some dynasties that were once glorious have gradually declined and disappeared during this long period of time, leaving only some vague legends.

Jiang Yun, as if outside the torrent of time, was tirelessly immersed in the contemplation of his own Dharma and Tao.

He continuously swallowed the precious elixir of the quasi-immortal emperor's flesh and blood, and with the help of this powerful force, he continued to deduce and perfect the method of smelting thousands of bloodlines.

Finally, after countless days and nights of hard exploration and comprehension, he combined the traces of the nine sets of mysterious stone tools with his own understanding over the years, and finally realized the "Nine Turns Return to the Origin Sutra".

As his understanding of this scripture gradually deepened, his comprehension of the nine sets of stone tools gradually reached the level of perfection that could be achieved in the current projection.

At this moment, Jiang Yun could clearly feel that the speed of the transformation of the origin of the Dao in his body had increased by more than ten times.

The fourth transformation, which was once out of reach, is now within reach.

According to this speed of cultivation, it will only take six hundred years for Jiang Yun to usher in this crucial fourth bloodline transformation. That will be another major breakthrough in his cultivation path, and perhaps will also lead him to a whole new level of cultivation.

This is the case when Jiang Yun saved the stewed meat left by Emperor Huang Tian. If he consumed those things recklessly, he would have completed his transformation in the past five hundred years.

However, those were non-renewable resources, so Jiang Yun took them in large quantities reluctantly, only swallowing them at critical moments. In this way, he had already used one-tenth of them.

With the emergence of "Nine Turns Return to the Origin Sutra", Jiang Yun has completely embarked on a path of cultivation that belongs to him alone.

After "Thirty-six Volumes of Origin", there is a new path, which integrates all the principles to forge one's own original physique and bloodline.

At this moment, Jiang Yun stood at a new starting point of cultivation, constantly improving this road full of unknowns.

He didn't know how many times his bloodline could undergo shocking transformations. He only knew that this road was brilliant and full of hope. At first glance, it seemed that there was no end, and the unknown distance seemed to be calling him to keep moving forward.

"Buzz!"

With this kind of realization, the next moment, Jiang Yun proudly stood at a dead end in the reincarnation path, surrounded by the illusory world, as if time and space had lost their meaning here.

In his eyes, runes flickered like stars, and he could see the essence of this Jedi in a way beyond ordinary people's understanding.

In an instant, he seemed to merge with this world, accurately capturing every mysterious texture contained in this place.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yun's momentum suddenly rose, the power surged around his body, and he began to deeply evolve these textures.

He suddenly swung a punch, and the fist light burst out, like a scorching sun exploding in the void.

A large number of special symbols, like awakened ancient gods, surged out from his fist light, quickly interweaving and spreading in the void, turning into dense cracks.

These cracks seemed to be able to cut off everything, not only severing the connection between time and space, but also sweeping madly across the sky and the earth with a devastating momentum.

The power of this blow was so terrifying that just this simple blow was enough to blow up large groups of Immortal King giants and make those strong people standing at the top of the cultivation world tremble in fear.

Over the years, Jiang Yun's path of cultivation has not been smooth sailing, nor has it been limited to the comprehension of the nine sets of mysterious stone tools.

He kept trying and exploring, leaving behind solid footprints on the long road of cultivation.

Today, just from this special broken area of ​​the Samsara Road, he relied on his own wisdom and perseverance to comprehend such a terrifying means of attack. This was undoubtedly another major breakthrough in his path of cultivation.

This is the path of cultivation chosen by Jiang Yun.

He regarded the universe and all things in it as a vast and boundless scripture, from which he drew endless wisdom and power, and then interpreted and sublimated it, opening up a unique path that belonged exclusively to him.

His figure shuttles between different worlds, and wherever he goes, he is like a devout scholar, carefully reciting the texture of all things in nature.

Over the years, he has also observed many rare treasures and exotic objects, and from these treasures between heaven and earth, he has comprehended the mysteries and laws of the universe.

During these long years of practice, Jiang Yun continued to create and organize the essentials of his own scriptures.

His method of cultivation is no longer limited to controlling the power from the bloodline and physique of all spirits, but has turned his attention to the wider universe.

Now, Jiang Yun has already thoroughly explored the path of cultivation to the Immortal King level.

As he sat quietly cross-legged, countless symbols of the Tao danced around him like lively elves.

At this moment, he himself is the embodiment of Tao, order is intertwined around him, and laws are spreading like a surging wave.

Every move he made was as if at the creation of the world, and the place where he stood became the source of the Tao, constantly interpreting an invincible scripture that was enough to shock the world.

After countless days and nights of concentrated practice, Jiang Yun slowly stood up. His aura was restrained, yet he faintly exuded a powerful aura that made people feel awe.

His eyes swept across the nine sets of mysterious stone tools one by one. His contemplation during these days gave him a deeper understanding of the origin of heaven and earth.

Afterwards, he walked with steady steps towards the Baili Great Array. This had become his daily routine over the years. He wanted to see the black bird trapped in the array and try to knock some precious secrets out of her mouth.

Over the years, the tug of war between Jiang Yun and Xuanniao has never stopped.

The formation that covered the sky and the sun was like a huge cage, trapping the black bird inside.

The formation was running non-stop, continuously drawing power from the black bird.

At first, the essence extracted was quite abundant, but as time went on, the essence extracted from the Xuanniao's body became increasingly scarce.

Now, deep in the formation, on top of the insect nest-like building, the condition of the Black Bird is getting worse. It takes one or two days for it to draw out a stream of essence. Now it takes almost ten days for it to draw out a stream of essence, and this is already the original essence of its physical body.

As a quasi-immortal emperor, Xuanniao is always struggling to survive, and there is more than just this much essence in his body. It is extremely difficult to rely on this formation to completely drain it out.

Even if two people of the same level want to drain another person dry, it is impossible without relying on some powerful special skills.

In the cave dwelling inside the insect nest building, a handsome and ruthless man sat cross-legged with his beautiful eyes closed. His aura was peaceful and steady, and he was quietly immersed in spiritual practice.

In recent years, Xuanniao has been unable to protect itself and has no extra energy to pull the ruthless man to the upper cave. (End of this chapter)