Born with immortal seed

Chapter 605 Eight Extraordinary Stones
"Unfortunately, each Nascent Soul cultivator has a different path. Being able to get close to them would be of great benefit to me in taking that step in the future."

Bai Zichen stepped beside the mountain stream waterfall, water splashing behind him. In the clear pool, koi carp leaped up, vying to show off.

Several intelligent squirrels darted and jumped around, even picking up pine cones and placing them at his feet, their little paws cupped in a gesture of respect.

After accepting the rosary from the Buddha of the Treasure Wheel, the Daoist Master remained silent for a long time before letting out a long sigh. Those who heard it felt sorrow and grief, their hearts aching with unbearable bitterness.

Even though they were separated by a cave, Bai Zichen almost lost his composure, overwhelmed by various fears about the future.

He was captured by the demon race at the Nascent Soul stage, his skin was peeled off, his tendons were pulled out, his primordial spirit was scorched, and he was tortured to extract his secrets.

The sacred body has lost its effectiveness, and the transformation into a divine being is difficult; one grows older day by day.

Unable to ascend to immortality, trapped in the mortal realm, he died unwilling to accept his fate.

The images that haunted his deepest fears appeared one after another, almost causing him to waver and develop inner demons.

Fortunately, the coolness of the Buddhist prayer beads on my hand and the sword light in my mind cut off my distracting thoughts, allowing me to calm my mind and spirit.

Most terrifyingly, all the spiritual herbs at the cave entrance had withered and turned to ash, and the immortal fruits were shriveled, as if they had been dried up for countless years.

The power of a single sigh has had such an impact.

"Taoism and Buddhism are different. I don't understand the path of the Buddha Baolun... The senior monks who spread the Dharma must have had special methods. Each of their incarnations had a different path, but in the end, they all came to the same destination, expounding the wonders of creation."

Bai Zichen stretched out his palm, and a squirrel jumped up without any fear, its soft tail sweeping back and forth.

"The Venerable One may be influenced by emotions in reality, and the path of the spiritual path... However, the Nascent Soul stage is unfathomable, and it is very likely that one is involved in several paths. We should not make any wild guesses."

Since neither the Daoist Master nor the Buddha of the Treasure Wheel has made a move, and the Moral Sect has indicated that they haven't included these two in their calculations regarding the power of the demon race, he could sense something was amiss.

These two Nascent Soul cultivators are different from the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master and the others. They face more restrictions in their actions, and they would rather sacrifice their lifespan and perish than do so.

Otherwise, the questions cannot be explained.

"Unfortunately, they only agreed to open up the books below the Heavenly Rank to me. The content related to the Nascent Soul stage must belong to the Heavenly Rank. And this kind of content is a closely guarded secret for any super sect."

"Even if they try to win me over by promising me a fifth-tier spiritual land, they'll probably just reject me outright if I ask about my insights into the Nascent Soul stage and the experiences of my predecessors."

Bai Zichen frowned, his fingers unconsciously grooming the fur on the squirrel's back.

A copy of the Nascent Soul Transformation experience is invaluable to a sect that has never had a Nascent Soul Transformation cultivator.

The descriptions of the transformation into a deity in the ancient texts circulating outside are all vague. For example, the difference between the heavenly tribulation and the transformation into an infant, and how the grotto-heaven evolves after the transformation into a deity are all mentioned in glossed over.

Cultivators from super sects at least have a correct path paved by their predecessors, and know which taboos must never be touched.

Back then, a Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation could trigger a future Star Tribulation, almost causing Bai Zichen, who had made ample preparations, to meet with an accident.

Then it's hard to guarantee that when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, the Heavenly Tribulation won't bring an unexpected surprise.

"Besides finding it ourselves, we might be able to find sects whose ancestors produced Nascent Soul cultivators, but which have now declined. As long as the temptation is big enough, I believe there is a possibility of reaching a deal."

Seeing that the squirrel before him seemed to understand human nature, Bai Zichen took a drop of great demon blood from the nascent cave, diluted it a hundredfold, and let the little guy lick it twice.

This white-striped squirrel barely reached the rank of demon, its demonic power negligible. It suddenly seemed to get drunk, spinning around twice before tumbling into a pile of dead leaves.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, so you're here... Master saw the relics of the Buddha Baolun and was moved by the sight, so he doesn't usually receive guests. Please forgive him."

Yu Ziliang strode over. It was an honor for any powerful being to see someone, and no one dared to harbor resentment if he did not see them.

Even as a disciple personally taught by the Lord, if one does not request an audience by invitation, nine out of ten times one will have to wait for several months.

But Bai Zichen's cultivation speed really surprised him; he reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in the blink of an eye.

If things continue like this, it won't be long before he announces to the world that he is preparing to advance to the Divine Transformation realm, and no one will be surprised anymore.

For someone like that, it's best to offer a little more explanation to avoid offending them.

"It's alright, this is the proper thing to do."

Bai Zichen picked up a few thick fallen leaves and covered the sleeping squirrel with them.

"There are eight strange stones in the Tushita Cave Heaven, stained with the true blood of ancient gods. If you look at them, you may have the opportunity to comprehend related spells... Master said that if you are not in a hurry to go to the Nine Luminaries Cave Heaven, you can go and observe the strange stones."

The Eight Wonderful Stones are exclusively for the Daoist lineage; under normal circumstances, even disciples of the Five Peaks of the Virtue lineage are not qualified to approach them.

Each disciple comprehends different things in front of the strange stone, ranging from powerful advanced spells to magnificent and ever-changing supernatural abilities.

Some even encountered miracles, transforming their own skills from rotten to miraculous, elevating them to a higher level.

Just like the Dongxuan Baishi Zhenjing that Yu Ziliang practiced, it was originally just an ordinary Nascent Soul level cultivation technique.

But thousands of years ago, a disciple of the Dao lineage sat in the center of the eight strange rocks, causing three of the giant rocks to shake.

The divine blood phenomenon blotted out the sky and the sun, and a high platform was built from the dust of the three thousand mortals, lasting for seven days.

In the end, he obtained a completely new cultivation technique, which is the Dongxuan Baishi Zhenjing that Yu Ziliang is currently cultivating.

Possessing these eight extraordinary stones is an inexhaustible treasure for the Daoist lineage.

It is said that it was originally supposed to be taken back to the Immortal Realm, but the disciples of the Dao lineage begged the ancestor of the upper realm, and it was only with great difficulty that it was allowed to stay.

"It's what you wish for."

Bai Zichen had a strong interest in naturally born gods who were born from the true meaning of the Great Dao.

He once thought that, apart from his cultivation level increasing through meditation, his sacred body was very similar to that of the most ancient innate deities.

Even among the gods born into the world, there are differences in skill. Those with ordinary bloodlines are limited to the early Nascent Soul stage, while those with the oldest bloodlines, whose lineage can be traced back to the strongest gods who created the world, can easily surpass the Divine Transformation stage.

During that period, the lower realm could even accommodate powerful beings at the Void Refinement level.

They plucked stars from the sky and refined them into magical treasures.

Grab two mountain ranges and forge them into a long staff;
Draw upon the mighty rivers, and use them as a water whip.

Until the oldest deities transformed into mountains and rivers or ascended to the heavens, and the primordial Qi vanished into nothingness, this world could no longer accommodate the existence of those who had refined their emptiness.

The Earthly Immortal Realm, as well as the Heavenly Demon Realm and the Heavenly Monster Realm, all began sending people to the human world around that time.

Otherwise, even a Void Refinement expert, whose cultivation is restricted by being a cultivator from another realm, how could they possibly be a match for those born gods?

Hundreds of thousands of years later, the current situation is such that even Nascent Soul cultivators are almost impossible to accommodate.

Before the strange stone, imbued with the true blood of a born deity, which could still display its divine power after so many years and allow people to comprehend its techniques and supernatural abilities, he might be able to unleash other gains.

In the Doushuai Grotto, celestial birds roam freely, rare flowers and precious herbs abound, and traces of mythical beasts can be seen everywhere. Strangers are curiously gathered around to observe.

On the contrary, the number of cultivators is sparse, and you might only see one every half a day.

The way Daoist lineages accept disciples is destined to result in a small number of members.

The requirements are high, both for the person accepting the apprentice and for the person being accepted.

Without reaching the Nascent Soul stage, one is not qualified to establish a branch or recruit disciples.

Apart from those with the Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude, anyone else wishing to join a Dao lineage must possess one of the 137 special constitutions listed in the list.

"These are the eight extraordinary stones. Fellow Daoist Bai can come forward to observe them after this disciple finishes his comprehension."

Yu Ziliang led the way, pointing to eight stubborn rocks, each several meters high and covered with the marks of time. Apart from a trace of brown blood, they were no different from ordinary rocks.

A blue-robed monk sat motionless in the center, seemingly engaged in a form of solitary meditation.

"On the surface, there's really nothing magical about it, so how could sitting in it give you a different feeling..."

Bai Zichen was completely baffled and asked out of curiosity.

"I wonder what insights Fellow Daoist Yu gained under that strange rock?"

"It's just a secret technique for replenishing qi, not worth mentioning."

Yu Ziliang waved his hand, clearly not wanting to mention it.

Before long, the strange rock to the left of the blue-robed cultivator emitted the sound of surging waves, crashing and roaring.

At the same time, a deep blue color emerges on the surface of the strange stone, as if a very deep ocean wave is accumulating and gathering power.

boom!
A wave suddenly crashed in, and water vapor gathered in the air, with raindrops wetting the grass, trees, and strange rocks.

The azure light swirled and entered the cultivator's body below, eventually settling on his arms.

"Greetings, Uncle Yu."

Yuan Li received a water-based supernatural power from the strange stone. Just as he was about to study it carefully, he sensed someone above him. When he looked up, he saw that there were indeed two Nascent Soul True Monarchs there.

In the past, the gap between his and Yu Ziliang's status was not that big; both of them had reached the peak of Core Formation and were on the verge of Nascent Soul.

However, Yu Ziliang took the lead and achieved the Nascent Soul stage, immediately widening the gap between them.

Regardless of how much of his progress on the Nascent Soul stage was due to his own abilities or to the influence of the Venerable One, once his cultivation level rises, everything changes.

"Oh, it's Junior Nephew Yuan. You've gained a lot since your arrival. Congratulations."

Yu Ziliang said calmly, then turned away.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, just release your divine sense and touch the strange stone... If one doesn't work, just change your target. There will always be a strange stone that suits you."

As Yuan Li walked further and further away, he kept looking back.

There are only a few dozen disciples of the Dao lineage in the Doushuai Grotto-Heaven, so it's impossible that there is a Nascent Soul True Monarch that Yuan Li doesn't recognize.

Since they are unfamiliar, it means they are outsiders brought back by Yu Ziliang.

"What audacity! To open the Eight Wonders to cultivators outside the Dao lineage... No, Yu Ziliang wouldn't be so unwise. He must have consulted the Venerable Master and received his permission."

Yuan Li suppressed his curiosity and returned to his cave to study water-based magical abilities.

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Both strange stones were cold and silent. The so-called true blood of a god could only be sensed as having been left by a powerful being, and had lost its spirituality.

Bai Zichen, impatient with communicating with each stone individually, spread his divine sense and simultaneously connected with the remaining six strange stones.

The calm was momentarily broken when a suction force emanated from a strange rock, and gradually increased.

A little while later, another unusual movement occurred, and the second strange stone became sensitive to it.

As if a switch had been flipped, five of the eight strange stones vibrated simultaneously, and the brown bloodstains on them turned bright red and dripping.

The suction force emanating from the strange stones pulled at each other, causing one's consciousness to sink deep into them, resulting in a splitting headache.

First, a world of thunderous ocean appeared, filled with all kinds of divine thunder, both tangible and intangible, creating and destroying, encompassing the entire world.

It's likely that even the number of divine thunders enshrined on the Thunder Altar of the Five Thunder Sect doesn't compare to the number enshrined here.

Another shirtless man walked from a distance, his long hair flying, his body like a mountain, his muscles bulging.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that this person is not made of flesh and blood, but is covered with lightning marks all over his body, with lightning converging beneath his skin.

The man raised his hands to the sky, and countless bolts of lightning struck down, filling the air with an aura of doomsday destruction. Even Bai Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness was bombarded by bolts of world-destroying lightning across the void.

The once indestructible sea of ​​consciousness, supported by countless foundations, instantly became a small boat adrift on a sea of ​​thunder, tossed about by wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)