Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Chapter 715 Changes after Ten Thousand Years of Practice!

Jiang Yun knew clearly that in these millions of years, every decision might affect the direction of the future.

Whether it is to convert Xuanniao, cooperate with Hou Ming, or deal with crises that may arise at any time, he needs to face them with the calmest attitude.

Jiang Yun was still sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple at this time, and the energy around him suddenly condensed.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, like a gloomy wind from the abyss, sweeping towards him with a biting icy light, as if it was going to freeze his body.

He was practicing together with Hou Ming. The traces of the Hellfire were encroaching on his clone. He dared not be distracted at all. In his sea of ​​consciousness, a dazzling flame of reincarnation slowly condensed into shape.

This coin-sized Dao flame exudes a golden-red light. Every ray of flame contains the terrifying power to burn the heavens. As it sways gently, it actually distorts the surrounding space.

Jiang Yun did not release the Flame of Samsara, but carefully led it to sink into the depths of the sea of ​​suffering.

In the sea representing the physical body, the Dao flame was like a blazing sun, burning fiercely, continuously releasing astonishingly high temperatures, madly burning his body.

Every time a flame passed by, it was like a sharp carving knife, leaving deep marks on his flesh and bones.

Those traces contain the ultimate truth of reincarnation, which not only brings heart-wrenching pain, but also hides opportunities for transformation.

Just at this moment, the breath of hellfire in Hou Ming's body approached like a ghost.

The chilling air of Hellfire in her body surged out, following the mysterious connection between the two of them, and slowly penetrated into Jiang Yun's body.

The magical thing is that this cold air actually produced a wonderful reaction with the traces left by the flame of reincarnation.

The cold and heat collided and neutralized each other, forming a delicate balance in Jiang Yun's body.

It was like the fusion of yin and yang, the coexistence of darkness and light, two completely different forces actually built a perfect bridge of balance within his body.

In this process of constant tempering, destruction and rebirth, Jiang Yun's body is like divine iron that has been repeatedly forged.

Every time the flame of reincarnation burned, it destroyed his old cells and bones; every time the cold air of hellfire invaded, it brought an opportunity for rebirth.

His bones became increasingly tough, as if they were made of divine gold; his flesh and blood were full of strength, and every inch of his skin was surging with vitality.

At the same time, his ability to withstand the Flame of Reincarnation was also rapidly improving. The terrifying flame that was once enough to make the Dao Ancestor fearful, capable of burning everything in the world and distorting time and space, now gradually became a powerful tool for tempering his body in his hands.

What’s even more surprising is that Jiang Yun was not satisfied with the tempering of his body.

While practicing, he was also practicing his own great way, refining all the ways and methods.

He used his body as a furnace and the flame of reincarnation as burning firewood. Under the harmony of the Taoist rhyme of Hellfire, he continuously integrated all kinds of Taoist methods and magical powers from all heavens and worlds into his own Taoist physique and Taoist bloodline.

Every time he incorporated a law, his body was like having an extra layer of solid armor; every time he absorbed a magical power, his strength was like being injected with a raging torrent.

He is moving steadily towards his fifth transformation. Every step is full of hardships, but also contains continuous improvement.

The improvement brought about by this unique practice is truly terrifying.

Jiang Yun and Hou Ming were both immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

For Jiang Yun, every time of practice is like climbing a mountain that reaches into the clouds. Although it is difficult, every step forward can make him feel a huge leap in his own strength.

And Hou Ming, who had long been trapped in the erosion of the hellfire, has finally found a way to neutralize it. For her, this kind of practice is like a sweet rain welcoming the long-dry land. It not only alleviates the crisis of erosion, but also allows her to see the hope of breaking through the bottleneck and making further progress.

The two cooperate with each other on the path of cultivation and achieve mutual success.

It's a win-win.

More than ten thousand years of time are but a small ripple in the long river of heaven, but for Jiang Yun and Hou Ming, it brought a baptism and transformation.

Under the blazing light of Jiang Yun's reincarnation flame, the dark blue cold mist that had entangled Hou Ming for endless years was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cold fog carried traces of years of erosion by the hellish fire, which were now gradually melting away like snow in the sun.

During these years, Jiang Yun has been operating his spiritual sense like a sophisticated celestial instrument, carefully sensing the changes within Hou Ming's body.

In the process of the collision and neutralization of the two completely different flames, the Flame of Samsara and the Hell Fire, an astonishing scene quietly took place.

Not only was the erosion brought by the Hellfire receding, but even the strange and ominous powers hidden deep in Hou Ming's bloodline were as if pulled out by an invisible hand.

Those ominous auras as dark as ink, under the burning of the two flames, let out bursts of shrill screams, but ultimately they could not resist the purifying force.

However, as a creature that had long been infected and corrupted by the unknown, Hou Ming seemed to be naturally insensitive to the twisted and strange origin in his body.

Perhaps out of instinct or perhaps out of long-standing habit, she was unaware of the power that was being purified, or perhaps she selectively ignored it.

She was still immersed in the rhythm of practice, completely unaware that her body was undergoing a miraculous transformation.

Although a lot of things happened in between, ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the golden-red light in his eyes dimmed a little.

He clearly felt that the burning Dao marks left by the Dao Flame of Reincarnation in his body were rapidly melting under the continuous erosion of the Hell Fire of the Underworld, and it was no longer possible to maintain that delicate balance.

The years that Hou Ming practiced the Hellfire were so long that they were difficult to count. Even though she later realized something was wrong and stopped practicing in time, she still spent a lot of energy to suppress the spread of the Dao scar, and the erosion that had penetrated deep into her bone marrow was already deeply rooted.

Jiang Yun tried his best to condense the flame of reincarnation day and night, using himself as a furnace to continuously temper out the burning Dao marks.

However, even so, the Dao Mark that he had condensed for ten thousand years was only enough for Hou Ming to absorb for five thousand years.

During the more than ten thousand years of practice, Jiang Yun hardly ever stopped for a moment, maintaining the condensation of the Dao Flame while adjusting his own state.

During these ten thousand years, the flames of reincarnation had been corroding his body, which was why he had been able to hold on for such a long time.

At this moment, although the tacit understanding between the two people in practice is still there, their efficiency is no longer as good as before.

It is better to practice alone, and then practice together again after ten thousand years.

Jiang Yun slowly retracted the flame of reincarnation that was lingering around his body. He caught a glimpse of Hou Ming's figure as the cold mist gradually faded away, and felt a little surprised.

When he was practicing just now, he clearly felt that not only was the erosion of the hellfire in Hou Ming's body subsiding, but even the ominous power lurking in the weird origin was being gouged out like rotten meat. This phenomenon was far beyond his expectations.

His throat moved slightly, and he couldn't help but speak, with a tone of tentativeness and curiosity: "Sister Hou Ming, what do you feel after more than ten thousand years of practice!?"

With the word "sister" uttered, the way they addressed each other became more intimate.

They always address each other as fellow Taoists, which is no different from other Taoist ancestors.

Jiang Yun tried to change the relationship between the two by making small changes.

Hou Ming raised his eyes slightly, and as his eyes moved, there seemed to be a faint blue flame flickering in the depths of his pupils.

She closed her eyes slightly, and her consciousness spread like a spider web to every corner of her body, carefully examining the changes in her body. After a moment, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tone was firm: "The traces of erosion in the body have dissipated a lot. With another 138 times of cooperation, it should be completely free of it!"

Although the voice was calm, it hit Jiang Yun's heart like a heavy hammer.

His Adam's apple rolled as he chewed the number over and over again in disbelief.

One hundred and thirty-eight times of coordination means a long time of 2.76 million years!

The depth of this erosion is far beyond imagination.

He suddenly understood why Hou Ming had taken the initiative to show goodwill before - in this predicament where she had been entangled in the hellfire for countless epochs, her own reincarnation flame might be her only hope of salvation.

Jiang Yun looked at Hou Ming's seemingly calm face and thought to himself: Even if the deadline is the end of a sacrificial period, 2.76 million years may not be enough.

It is obvious how much suffering Hou Ming must have endured being trapped in this quagmire!

However, what he really cared about was not the progress of the erosion marks on Hou Ming, it was just a matter of sooner or later.

What really matters is that she didn't even notice when those weird and ominous auras were removed?

"Apart from these!? Has the disappearance of Dao Mark brought any improvement to you?" Jiang Yun spoke again, with an imperceptible temptation hidden in his words.

His eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see through the appearance of the person in front of him and explore the depths of his soul.

"What other improvements?"

Hou Ming frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

She did not doubt Jiang Yun's intention and just thought it was curiosity. After all, Jiang Yun also planned to try to control this fire again. At the other party's prompt, she slowly closed her eyes.

In an instant, the aura around his body was restrained, and his spiritual awareness flooded through every acupoint and every blood vessel in the body like a tide, as if to capture all the hidden changes.

After a long while, she opened her beautiful eyes slightly, with a hint of uncertainty in her eyes, and opened her red lips slightly: "It seems that a layer of fog has been removed from my mind. Is this considered a change?"

Her voice was soft, but it was like thunder exploding in Jiang Yun's heart. This was the answer he wanted.

"Let's wait and see later."

Jiang Yun nodded, thoughts surging in his eyes.

The mind became clearer, perhaps this was the effect of the disappearance of the strange power.

"I thought that the disappearance of Dao Mark would increase your strength." He added, fearing that the other party would misunderstand.

In fact, what he was really worried about was Hou Ming's slow reaction to the strange power - this not only concerned her own safety, but also involved Jiang Yun's crucial layout.

As early as under the sword light that sealed Emperor Xuan, Jiang Yun had a long talk with Emperor Huang Tian all night long.

The two of them agreed that if they wanted to disintegrate the strange camp and bring the dark creatures into their side, the first thing they had to do was to remove the strange and ominous aura from their bodies.

Although the evil aura in the bodies of Dark Fire Linger and Dark Willow God was like a thorn in the flesh, it was not indelible. It only took Emperor Huang Tian a little time and energy to eliminate it.

However, the strange power in the bodies of the dark creatures in the Daozu realm has long been deeply rooted.

Even someone as powerful as Emperor Huang Tian had never tried to completely eliminate the evil aura within Dao Zu's body.

This is not only a difficult challenge, but also a gamble of time and energy - it will take a long time and a huge amount of resources, but the result may not be successful.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to swing the sword and kill. With the strength of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​it would not take much effort to kill a dozen Dao Ancestors.

Jiang Yun stood in the halo of the steaming flames of the Wheel of Reincarnation. His spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire void like a spider web, with countless plans surging in his mind.

The years in heaven are as long as the abyss, so he has plenty of time to verify the various secret techniques hidden in his heart.

After all, there are already several methods in his hands to eliminate the weirdness.

The first thing to do is to completely transform the origin.

If this method is successful, it will be like reshaping the heaven and earth, removing the weirdness and ominousness of dark creatures from the root.

But when Jiang Yun looked at Hou Ming who was sitting cross-legged and practicing not far away, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

How easy is it to convert a Taoist ancestor?
It requires both the other party to be willing to open up their heart and one's own strength to crush the other party. Both are indispensable.

Even if Hou Ming is dependent on him, there is a great attraction between the two of them. Asking a Taoist to let down his guard is like asking a tiger to surrender its fangs. This approach is almost impossible.

It is not difficult to use it to save beings below the level of Immortal King.

Next are the Flame of Reincarnation and the Fire of Hell, which are the sharpest double-edged swords in Jiang Yun's hands.

He experimented again and again in the dark space, and the flames intertwined into a web. With enough time, they could burn the strange aura into nothingness.

Even the strange aura in Daozu's body is no problem.

In the bloody altar, part of the Evil Emperor's essence, which had been eroded by a strange and ominous force, let out an unwilling roar in the flames, and eventually turned into starlight and dissipated.

When Hou Ming was practicing, the erosion of the Hellfire subsided, and a lot of strange power was indeed eliminated, which ignited hope in Jiang Yun's heart.

But he also knew that although these two kinds of flames were overbearing, they had limits like rivers. At most, they could burn away all the evil in the body of the Immortal Emperor. When facing the existence of the sacrificial level, their power would be greatly reduced.

As for the ancestral material on the plateau, even Emperor Huang Tian was unable to burn it completely, and it was an unreachable forbidden area.

There is also the secret method of the Great Purification Grinding Mill, which was gained by Jiang Yun through his meditation on the millstone.

But Jiang Yun also knew in his heart that although this secret method was mysterious, its origin was nothing more than the remaining carvings on a millstone. Its potential was similar to that of the two kinds of flames, and its limit might stop at the Immortal Emperor realm.

However, Jiang Yun is not someone who gives up easily.

He combined the burning power of the Flame of Reincarnation, the neutralizing effect of the Hellfire, and the cleansing power of the Great Mill of Purification. The three worked together like weaving a net to drag the heavens and the earth.

He was confident that given time, he would be able to eliminate most of the strange substances in Hou Ming's body.

However, it is still unclear how effective this secret method of purifying the world would be if performed by a strong person at the level of Daozu, so some expectations and uneasiness welled up in my heart.

Jiang Yun's eyes flickered as he looked at the faint blue cold mist surrounding Hou Ming, and suddenly spoke.

"Sister Hou Ming, have you ever observed that mysterious grinding wheel before? I have used its mystery to create a method that may help you suppress the Dao Mark in your body."

(End of this chapter)