Bone Taoist

Chapter 664: Spiritual Sea as Seed
Ye Zang rode on the clouds and overlooked the entire Immortal Burial Sea.

There are many spiritual islands in the Bishop's Land, but the islands with the richest spiritual energy are still those of the Chief Master and the Ten Dharma Kings.

After them came the elders Tiangang and Disha and the ten true disciples.

The waves were surging, and the Burial Sea seemed to still be full of spiritual power, but Ye Zang's spiritual consciousness was strong, and he had noticed that it was a little different from before, as if the "roots" of the Immortal Spring had been severed, and it was no longer as endless as before.

"The life span of the elders has been drastically reduced. In just a few decades, several Tiangang elders have passed away, and the Disha Island has lost more than a dozen elders. This will not be good if it continues." Ye Zang frowned slightly.

Tianmingzhou was the first to lose all opportunities because of the discussion on Taoism at Tianmu Mountain.

If this continues, when the future war breaks out, the Divine Religion will certainly be at a disadvantage. This was also the case in the previous life, when the Divine Religion was also in turmoil and it took a huge price to come to Central Continent.

While thinking, Ye Zang headed towards the spiritual island north of the bishop's land.

Not long after, he saw a foggy island that was pushed by dozens of huge waves in the center of a vortex of spiritual energy, with rich spiritual energy rising from it.

Before this place, it was Elder Song's "Shuiyue Lingdao". He died in Xuanyun Waterside Pavilion a few years ago. Now this big island has been given to Ji Beilin.

When Ye Zang arrived at the gate of the cave, a Taoist boy was already there to greet him.

"Uncle Master Ye, please come in quickly. My master has been waiting for a long time!"

"Ah."

Several Taoist boys bowed respectfully and then led Ye Zang in.

After passing through dozens of water-curtain gates, Ye Zang arrived in front of a blue palace, which looked like a pile of beautiful jades, magnificent and beautiful.

Ji Beilin was wearing a long robe, with his eyes slightly closed, sitting upright on the first cushion.

After Ye Zang walked in, he suddenly opened his eyes. Ye Zang sensed that his magic power was extremely huge, and his spiritual awareness was as vast as the boundless universe.

He has such divine power when he just entered the Hedao. Although he has surpassed many elders, after all, those who can reach the stage of Hedao are all people of extraordinary talent and no one is inferior in talent.

"Hello, Senior Brother Ji." Ye Zang bowed.

"Junior brother, please take a seat." Ji Beilin smiled, thinking of the Jindan disciple who was hunted down by a wandering Nascent Soul cultivator in the Northern Wilderness. Now he has grown to the third level of Nascent Soul and is almost catching up with him, which really surprised and shocked him.

Ye Zang nodded and sat cross-legged in front of the table. A maid poured him a cup of spiritual tea. Ye Zang took a sip calmly and asked, "I wonder why you came to see me, Senior Brother?"

Ji Beilin did not beat around the bush and said bluntly: "I want to borrow a disciple from my junior brother's Langya Palace to do something."

"Who?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.

"The hybrid creature that ran out from the original fairy city." Ji Beilin said, naturally it was the Little Saint Mietian. The latter was the legitimate son of the Great Saint Mietian, but he was a hybrid of human and demon, which was very rare in ancient times.

However, the Kuiniu blood in his body is extremely pure, and he also inherited the bones of his mother, a Wushan disciple, so his talent is truly remarkable.

After Ye Zang returned to Langya Palace, he heard that he was in seclusion and was about to reach the golden elixir realm.

His mother paved an extremely smooth path of cultivation for him, and with his physical strength, he was almost invincible in the same realm. He was able to hone himself in the secret treasures of Tianming Continent and compete for cultivation resources with ease.

"May I ask why Senior Brother Ji is looking for him?" Ye Zang asked thoughtfully.

"I want to take a trip to the original fairy city and look for a good opportunity that is in harmony with the Tao." Ji Beilin said bluntly.

The original fairy city was a huge fairy city built jointly by humans and demons in ancient times. It fell from the middle of Tianmu Mountain when Tianmu was discussing Taoism. Over the years, many immortals have tried to control this city. The immortals of Piaomiao Palace have tried all kinds of methods, but still can't do anything about the fairy city.

Ye Zang knew that it was because of the breath of the Great Sage Mie Tian that the physical body of the nine ancient sages was buried in the tomb world in the fairy city.

Seeing that Ye Zang remained silent, Ji Beilin followed closely and said, "If I get this opportunity, I will definitely not treat my junior brother unfairly."

Ye Zang shook his head calmly and said sternly: "Brother, we have to ask the little saint Mie Tian about his wishes. The fairy city is extremely dangerous, and there are many people outside the sect who are secretly watching there. If his identity is exposed, it will definitely attract a lot of killing."

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. I will protect him." Ji Beilin said with concentration, "This matter is very important to my family's inheritance. Perhaps it is the fortune left by our ancestor. If we obtain it, it will be of great benefit to you, me, and the Divine Religion."

"Master Patriarch?"

Ye Zang thought in surprise.

Ji Beilin is not from one of the five inherited families, he is a descendant of Master Jackdaw’s lineage.

However, not long after the sect was founded, Master Jackdaw passed away, and Ji Chongyun also died young. For a long time, no outstanding geniuses were born in Master Jackdaw's lineage, which resulted in this lineage being mediocre and not as powerful as the five major inherited families, and barely ranked as one of the twenty-four families.

Things only started to get better slowly until Ji Beilin showed up. Now Ji Beilin himself is a strong force among the bishops and a legitimate descendant of the Jackdaw Patriarch.

Secretly, there are many elders who advocate that he become the head of the sect in the future.

Ji Beilin brushed off his Taoist robe, slowly stood up, walked down from the cushion, and said: "The founder of my sect came from the North Sea. His master was the ancient and famous Taoist Yuhua. I heard that the founder's master later ascended to a fairyland. This primitive fairy city that fell from Tianmu Mountain once left his footprints and heritage."

When Ye Zang heard this, he remembered the fat Taoist priest he saw in the ancient times of the Great Dream.

"The Little Saint Mie Tian can now be considered a disciple of my Divine Religion. I will talk to him and he may be able to lend a helping hand to you, senior brother." Ye Zang thought for a moment and then said.

"That's great." Ji Beilin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother. I won't treat him unfairly and will protect him."

After finishing the serious business, Ye Zang and Ji Beilin casually chatted about some matters related to cultivation.

Including Ji Beilin's experience of his soul leaving his body and wandering in the void, entering the state of He Dao, it was not until dusk that Ye Zang left Shuiyue Ling Island, having gained a lot.

……

On the second day, Ye Zang came to the cave of the Little Saint Mie Tian in Langya Palace. So many years have passed, but he seems to have not grown up and still looks like a child of five or six years old.

But according to Xi Qiu Shui, he can now transform into a Kuiniu body, which is extremely ferocious and as big as a mountain.

Ye Zang looked him up and down, he was indeed the descendant of the Great Sage Mie Tian. His magical power was only at the third level of the Golden Core, but his brutal physical strength was enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator. It was truly terrifying, as if there was a sea of ​​cosmic essence lurking in his body.

Ye Zang thought about it and told Ji Beilin's request to him.

The Little Saint Mie Tian agreed without hesitation. He had been away from the Immortal City for so long and had long wanted to return to his parents' tomb to pay homage. Now was the perfect time.

“Don’t worry, even if Taoist Master Daotai takes action, I have a way to escape!” said the Little Saint Mietian with a disdainful look in his eyes.

Then he took to the clouds and galloped away at an extremely fast speed, carrying with him a surging and domineering energy.

After he left, Ye Zang returned to his residence in Langya Palace and closed the door of his cave.

He planned to retreat for a period of time to study the two realms of Spiritual Sea and Immortal Bridge, and to completely rebuild these two realms, to inherit the same lineage, to fully implement the Great Way of Killing, and to find his own different path and method. This was bound to be a difficult process.

In the secluded cave, Ye Zang sat cross-legged on the Nine Treasures Jade Mat with his eyes closed. In his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, he was flipping through the Linghai chapter of the "Taishang Yuanmiao Heart Sutra".

This method is extremely mysterious and is a precious technique inherited from Piaomiao Palace.

In order to cultivate the ultimate spiritual sea, Ye Zang chose this chapter. The huge spiritual power laid the foundation for his early battles.

"When heaven and earth are misaligned, their positions are lost. When wealth loses its origin, the soul is in the turbidity and guards its purity. When nobility loses its position, it removes the noise and returns to tranquility..."

Ye Zang tried to recite the guiding text of the Tai Shang Yuan Miao Heart Sutra silently.

This method is different from other Taoist techniques in the Spiritual Sea Chapter. Since it can enable cultivators to achieve the ultimate spiritual sea, it must have its mysteries.

As he silently recited the Taoist text, every inch of Ye Zangdao's acupoints and meridians were stretching, absorbing the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

"We have to make changes from the basics, which is quite difficult." Ye Zang frowned.

He then looked through the jade slip given to him by the Inspirational Dharma King.

This contains the Dharma King’s experience in studying the secret realm of the gods.

In the jade slip, he mentioned the method of using the spiritual sea as a seed to sacrifice and refine the major acupoints and divine veins of the human body, and using the "immortal bridge" as a bridge to open up the connection between the divine veins and the major acupoints and the outside world.

He studied this subject in great depth and in a very complicated way.

If it is successfully cultivated, it is equivalent to having a "Fairy Spring" in the Shenzang, which absorbs the spiritual essence of the outside world all the time and feeds back to the Shenzang.

"It's interesting, but isn't this too risky?"

Ye Zang frowned. Once a fight breaks out, if others take advantage of the situation and use their magic power to attack your acupoints and divine veins, wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house?

So, the Inspirational Dharma King came up with a solution.

He actually wanted to carve many forbidden formations directly into the major acupoints and divine veins of the human body. This would not only refine the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, but also block the magic power of other cultivators from flowing into the divine storage.

This is simply a bold idea, because once the ban breaks out, the divine treasure will be destroyed instantly.

"The idea of ​​using the Spirit Sea as a seed to cultivate the Dao body into the Immortal Spirit Spring is quite clever. However, in the Immortal Bridge Realm, the Dharma King directly gave up on carving magical powers and instead engraved the ancient breathing technique of absorbing the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. In this way, the cultivator's Shenzang Dao body is a huge formation that gathers the spiritual essence of heaven and earth all the time." Ye Zang thought to himself.

If you think about it carefully, there is indeed a feasible opportunity.

"However, there are other better things that can replace the spiritual sea, and they are safer." Ye Zang thought of something.

He suddenly snapped his camera, and the 'Heavenly Spirit Seed Embryo' swaying on the spiritual vein under the seabed of Langya Palace was captured.

When Tianmu was discussing the Dao at that time, the ancestor of Shenyin Valley took out a Heavenly Dao Spirit Seed from the Tianmu Immortal Platform. This thing was the source of the spiritual essence of the world. After he took it out, the Tianmu Immortal Platform instantly dimmed.

This spiritual seed can evolve into a whole world, but it will take a very long time.

The one in Ye Zang's hand is just the embryonic larva that he took out from the origin.

This thing has been nurtured under the spiritual vein of Langya Palace, and the effect is very significant. The spiritual energy of other spiritual islands is slowly disappearing, and only Langya Palace in the East China Sea is not affected.

"I will use my killing power to nurture this spirit seed, maybe I can refine it in the divine treasury."

Ye Zang held the spirit seed in his palm. The snow-white heavenly spirit seed swayed with pure and spotless spiritual energy, gentle yet domineering.

Scarlet magic power seeped out from the fingertips and slowly sank into the spirit seed. To Ye Zang's surprise, it went very smoothly.

After nurturing it for a few days, Ye Zang discovered that this spiritual seed had turned blood-red, and there was a faint murderous aura in the air.

Seeing this situation, Ye Zang immediately opened his mind.

He bent his fingers and began to sacrifice the 'Heavenly Spirit Seed' directly. The rolling spiritual sea wrapped around the Heavenly Spirit Seed. Ye Zang tried to infiltrate all three levels of the spiritual sea into the Heavenly Spirit Seed.

This was a very difficult process, and Ye Zang clearly felt the rejection of the spirit seed.

It is extremely dry inside the divine treasure house.

Because all three spiritual seas were captured by Ye Zang, at this moment, within Ye Zang's divine treasure, there were only three great demon caves hanging high in the sky, and a fairy bridge that spanned the sky, like a celestial being.

"Heaven and earth are at odds, and their place is lost!"

Ye Zang tried to recite the Taoist text "Taishang Yuanmiao Heart Sutra" silently to calm his restless spiritual sea.

The Heavenly Dao Spirit Seed is located in the center of the triple spiritual sea, constantly emitting power. Under Ye Zang's guidance, it wants to refine itself within the spiritual sea.

The ritual lasted for a full month.

Inside the dark cave of Langya Palace, boundless blood energy was rippling, and overbearing magic power permeated, shaking the sea surrounding Langya Palace into surging waves.

There was sweat on Ye Zang's forehead like rain, and his black Taoist robe was rustling.

Between the seals in his hands, the Heavenly Spirit Seed was floating up and down. After a month of difficult rituals and refining, the Heavenly Spirit Seed had been completely assimilated by Ye Zang's magic power. It now looked as creepy as a drop of blood, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

However, Ye Zang wanted to take him into the Divine Treasure, and the repulsive force was very strong.

The shackles of the realm and itself are resisting Ye Zang's unruly behavior.

"The Immortal Bridge is the last crystal of the Divine Treasure. It was originally used to suppress the Spiritual Sea and enhance the magical power of the Divine Realm. But now it has become a limitation for me."

Ye Zang frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made up his mind.

Then, the Taoist body shook violently.

The three great demon caves in the Shenzang world were actually propped up at the same time, and were pushed to the extreme by Ye Zang. They emitted divine power in the Shenzang world, and were about to collapse the entire sky.

Ye Zang only felt excruciating pain in his body. He gasped for breath and felt that his body was about to split apart.

Rumbling--

The Immortal Bridge was trembling with a buzzing sound, and the magical texts on it were flashing. The "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seals" that were guarding the ends of the Immortal Bridge were shining brightly, and were constantly gathering and repairing. In order to stop the Immortal Bridge from breaking, Ye Zang then silently recited the Taoist texts and directly dissipated the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seals.

In an instant, a crisp sound was heard in the divine treasure house, and the three-hundred-foot immortal bridge collapsed with a loud bang!
(End of this chapter)