I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 465: Zhenwu Divine Military Strategy

"This is..." After the two received the jade slip, they showed surprise on their faces after just a quick glance at it with their spiritual sense. Then they couldn't wait to take the jade slip and go into seclusion to comprehend it.

At another time, Xia Daoming would naturally keep the two of them to practice card skills.

But today, he was also thinking about the ancient body-refining method he got from the bottom of Xuanwu Lake, so when he saw his two wives looking so excited and eager to leave immediately, he smiled and said, "Okay, if you want to retreat and comprehend it right away, go ahead. I, your husband, also want to retreat and comprehend the ancient body-refining method."

"I'm afraid my husband can't go into seclusion right away to comprehend the ancient body-refining methods." Ji Wenyue said.

"Hehe, why? Could it be that my Yue'er has some ideas?" Upon hearing this, Xia Daoming immediately reached out and put his arms around Ji Wenyue's soft waist.

"No, it's Master who broke through to become a late Nascent Soul cultivator a year ago. You went to Nanzhenhai right after you came back and didn't know about this, so you naturally didn't go to Tianjian Peak to congratulate him.

Now that I'm back, it would be a bit unreasonable if I don't go over to congratulate my master." Ji Wenyue gently pushed Xia Daoming away and rolled her eyes at him.

"What? Our old master had already become a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage a year ago!" Xia Daoming said happily.

“Yes, this time Master didn’t take any elixirs to break through the realm. He just took some elixirs to increase his true essence and magical power. With his understanding of life and death and the way of killing with the sword, he directly stepped into the late Nascent Soul realm.” Ji Wenyue said.

"Master is truly a genius in swordsmanship! I will go to Tianjian Peak to congratulate him now." Xia Daoming sighed and hurried to Tianjian Peak.
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Tianjian Peak.

"Daoming, you are back. I just happened to have some experience in this breakthrough, so I want to talk to you about it."

Zuo Dongge looked at Xia Daoming, stroking his beard, with the demeanor of a great teacher. In his heart, he felt a little bit like he had been frustrated and depressed for many years, and today he finally made a name for himself.

That's right. For so many years, he has been called a master, but since the first day he accepted Xia Daoming as his disciple, he has never taught him any Taoist magic.

When he wanted to pass on his knowledge later, the other person had already surpassed him, and was even giving back to his master.

This made Zuo Dongge feel both proud and an indescribable complex feeling.

Others may not know how his disciple became successful, but his master knows it very well!

It was not until a year ago that Zuo Dongge broke through to become a late Nascent Soul cultivator and touched a hint of the mysteries of the Divine Sword Art that he regained the confidence to be a master.

At least, now that the master and disciple were really going to fight, Zuo Dongge believed that even if he could not defeat him, he would at least be equally matched.

"Congratulations, Master. Congratulations, Master. Thank you for your kindness. However, I have something important to attend to now, so I will not listen to your teachings for the time being. I will come back another day to learn from you!"

Xia Daoming had learned the ancient method of body refining, and he was itching to go into seclusion to comprehend it immediately.

However, since his master had become a late Nascent Soul cultivator, he, as the chief disciple, had to come and congratulate him first, so he hurried here. However, he did not have the leisure to listen to his teachings, so he declined without even thinking.

After saying that, before Zuo Dongge could come to his senses, Xia Daoming had already bowed and said, "Master, I'll take my leave first. I'll come back another day to pay my respects and ask for your advice!"

Then, Xia Daoming turned into a ray of rainbow light and flew straight into the air.

"This... this traitor! This traitor!" Zuo Dongge was originally thinking happily about the scene of teaching Xia Daoming a lesson, but before he could come to his senses from that scene, the kid had already gone through the air. He was so angry that he stomped his feet repeatedly, cursed the traitor, and pulled his beard with his hands.

"Hehe! Haha!" Seeing this, Shang Rui next to him chuckled at first, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Laughing, you are still laughing! Have you ever seen such an unfilial disciple? If he really makes me angry, I will expel him from the sect!" Zuo Dongge saw Shang Rui laughing so hard that his body was shaking, and glared at him angrily.

"Come on, if you dare to kick him out, you can do whatever you want to me!" Shang Rui rolled his eyes.

"Really!" Zuo Dongge's eyes lit up, but immediately he became like a deflated ball. He sat down dejectedly by the pool in the harem, silently wiping the broken sword.

Shang Rui couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled softly. After a while, he looked at the short figure and felt a little sorry. He walked over, hugged him from behind, and said softly: "You sword idiot, you know the character of that boy, why are you angry with him!"

"I'm not venting my anger, I'm holding my breath!" Zuo Dongge said.

"Hehe!" Shang Rui couldn't help laughing again when he heard that.

"You're still laughing!" Zuo Dongge said unhappily.

"If I'm not laughing, why would I cry? Others can't even beg for a disciple like you, but you are holding your breath and feeling wronged!" Shang Rui reached out and gently pinched his waist.

"That's right, that's right." Zuo Dongge touched his waist, then took Shang Rui into his arms with his backhand. Looking at his beautiful wife in his arms, the feeling of frustration in his heart was instantly thrown away.
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After returning to Chiyan Peak, Xia Daoming called Shao Shiyu and others, gave them a few instructions, and then closed the cave and officially began his retreat.

He placed pieces of tortoise shells in front of him, covering the ground.

The text was ancient, recording a profound ancient method of body refining. It was already obscure and difficult to understand, and now it was fragmented and completely disrupted. Just trying to piece them together was enough to give Xia Daoming a lot of headaches.

There is no time to practice.

Two years later, Xia Daoming finally sorted out this ancient method of body refining.

And in the process of sorting, I also understood some of the mysteries.

Sitting quietly in the cave, Xia Daoming had a complicated expression as his eyes swept over the neatly arranged tortoise shell fragments in front of him.

In the past, he thought that the magic weapons came from the Crimson Palace, and the so-called magic weapons referred to weapons.

Now I know that although the word "divine weapon" also means weapons and a body as strong as a divine weapon, it mainly refers to the nurturing and refining of divine weapons and generals. "Zhongyuan Jiang Palace is the home of the gods, and divine weapons come from Jiang Palace."

Not until he had completed the training method did Xia Daoming truly understand from this sentence why the physical training was different from the Qi training, why the physical training was becoming more and more difficult and declining, while the Qi training was relatively easy and flourishing.

The way of refining Qi is to inherit the family business.

Relatively speaking, it is easy to be natural and also requires God's blessing.

The physical training martial arts takes the path of independence.

This way, you want to create a world of your own!

Naturally, it is difficult to move forward. Those who do not have a strong physique and bloodline are doomed to fail.

The twelve meridians in the early stage of this path and the sea of ​​blood later on are all about expanding territory and owning territory, while the Zhongyuan Jiang Palace is about building a mansion, and the divine weapon realm is about opening up.

Build a government and start a business.

At this point, the body cultivator will have his own magical weapons and generals to command.

These divine soldiers and generals were naturally not recruited from the original world, but were conceived and created from their own world.

This realm not only has very high requirements for Zhongyuan Jiang Palace, but also involves a hint of the mystery of creation, which is extremely mysterious and profound.

The ancient magic weapon realm method that Xia Daoming found from the bottom of Xuanwu Lake is called "Zhenwu Magic Weapon Method", which is the top ancient magic weapon method.

However, the difficulty of using this method to refine a magic weapon was far beyond Xia Daoming's imagination.

According to ancient methods, ordinary warriors in the Crimson Palace can only absorb the essence of ordinary fire and water, and use the principles of yin and yang to refine them into magical weapons.

This magical weapon is only in appearance and is not only vulnerable to a single blow, but also difficult to cultivate into a divine general due to its poor foundation and origin, and its upper limit is fixed.

Only by absorbing the ancient true fire and true water listed in the "Zhenwu Divine Weapon Method" and refining it into a divine weapon with the principles of yin and yang, can one create a truly powerful divine weapon, and it will continue to grow.

Of course, this method has extremely high requirements for the body cultivator, otherwise it would not be refining a divine weapon, but seeking death!

When Yin and Yang combine, all things come to life.

Xia Daoming was able to get a glimpse of the mystery of fate involved, thanks to the Yin-Yang theory that he had begun to comprehend long ago.

For him, this is not the difficulty in practicing "True Martial Divine Weaponry".

His sea of ​​blood and crimson palace are strong and should be able to withstand real fire and real water. This is not a problem for practicing "True Martial Divine Weaponry".

For him, the real difficulty is to absorb the ancient true fire and true water.

Moreover, according to the "Zhenwu Divine Weaponry Method", if one wants to practice this method to perfection, one needs to obtain six kinds of ancient true fire and six kinds of ancient true water to create the Six Ding and Six Jia Divine Weapons.

Nowadays, let alone the twelve kinds of ancient true fire and true water, even finding one is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Of course, he can also absorb other water and fire essences as a substitute.

But the twelve meridians are the limit meridians, the sea of ​​blood is the boundless sea of ​​blood, the Crimson Palace is forged with the blood beads of the four divine beasts, and now he has found the "True Martial Divine Weapon Method", such a top-notch divine weapon method. How can Xia Daoming be willing to just make an ordinary divine weapon?
"The Sun's True Fire, the Moon's True Fire, the Nanming Li Fire, the Netherworld's Ghost Fire, the Nirvana Fire, the Zhurong Divine Fire, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire... the Tianhe Weak Water, the One Yuan Heavy Water, the Three Lights Divine Water, the Xuanming True Water, the Xiantian Ren Water, the Taiyin True Water, the Blood Sea True Water..."

Xia Daoming's eyes fell on a piece of tortoise shell fragment. He muttered something and frowned.

"Where can I find these true water and true fire? Alas, I was troubled before that I couldn't find the ancient method of body refining. Now I have found it, but I lack the materials for refining!

Sure enough, it makes sense that the body refining art has declined. The conditions are too harsh! "Xia Daoming shook his head, at a loss.

"Hey, Xuanming True Water!" Suddenly, Xia Daoming's eyes fixed on the four words on the tortoise shell fragment.

"Isn't it because the water in Xuanwu Lake is mixed with some Xuanming True Water that it becomes so cold and heavy? Where does that Xuanming True Water come from?"

A light flashed through Xia Daoming's mind.
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a few days later.

The bottom of Xuanwu Lake.

A figure was walking back and forth.

Half a year later.

Xia Daoming stood in front of an inconspicuous tiny crack at the bottom of the lake.

There was a wisp of extremely cold air escaping from there.

Even with Xia Daoming's cultivation level, he felt like he was going to be frozen instantly when he got close to that tiny crack. He had to use all his strength to circulate his Qi and blood, and the fire in the Crimson Palace was burning fiercely, so that his body would not be frozen.

(End of this chapter)