Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Shangyang Inner Landscape.

Jiang Ning hung in the sky, with the great sun above him bearing his mark.

He gazed in the direction where Haoyang's true teachings had vanished, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"The Great Crimson Immortal Sect, the Great Crimson Heaven of the Taiqing Realm." He repeated the two names in a low voice, his thoughts churning.

In that instant, he thought of many things.

After a moment, he calmed himself down and turned his gaze to the depths of the void ahead.

Just now, at the moment he entered the Great Sun and became a true successor in the sequence, his perception was already connected with the origin of the inner landscape.

He clearly sensed that within this inner realm, there were marks belonging to other true disciples.

Those are the spiritual imprints left by each true disciple when entering and leaving the inner realm, like anchor points connecting their respective realms and locations.

"Lu Xun, Ning Ke, Bai Li, Shen Yuexi." He swept over each familiar aura one by one.

At this moment, he could feel that as long as he had a thought, he could descend into that world through the connection with a certain true disciple.

"I wonder how much danger lies ahead!" He murmured to himself, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

When the primordial spirit leaves the body, it's fine in the inner realm. Even if several days or more have passed in the inner realm, it's only a moment in the outside world.

However, things were different when he descended to other realms; he had no idea how the flow of time changed.

Furthermore, the primordial spirit and the physical body are separated by a realm. It's alright in the short term, but it will inevitably be dangerous in the long term.

"However, with such an opportunity, how can I not take it?!" His eyes flashed, and after a moment of hesitation, he made a decision.

For him, traveling to other realms and even if something unexpected happens, is just a matter of a thought.

With a thought, the primordial spirit can instantly return to the inner realm and then immediately return to the physical body. Even with the inner realm as a transit point, the entire process is just a matter of a thought for him, taking less than a fraction of a second.

"Shen Yueru of the Crimson Blaze Sword Sect".

His eyes flickered, and he quickly locked onto one of the familiar marks.

Shen Yueru was the disciple he was most familiar with, and even the closest to.

For him, going to see Shen Yueru was the least risky option.

With Shen Yueru around, his safety would be guaranteed by an extra layer.

After all, according to his understanding, Shen Yueru is now the current leader of the Crimson Sword Sect.

He must hold a very high position in the Crimson Blaze Sword Sect.

next moment.

He closed his eyes, his mind connecting with the mark.

Then, a mysterious fluctuation spread out from the inner landscape.

Jiang Ning felt as if light and shadow were flowing before his eyes, and the universe was turned upside down. Time and space were transformed into flowing threads in his perception, and the outlines of countless realms flashed through his consciousness.

This feeling is completely different from when entering the interior.

Entering the inner realm is like the spirit leaving the body and projecting itself into that spiritual world.

At this moment, however, he descended to the other side in his complete primordial spirit form, following the mark left by Shen Yueru, crossing the barrier of the realm.

It felt like only a fraction of a second, yet also like an eternity had passed.

When the scene before him stabilized again, Jiang Ning stopped in his tracks.

He found himself standing in a completely unfamiliar world.

The first thing that catches the eye is a majestic, breathtakingly beautiful mountain.

The mountain soared into the clouds, its entire body displaying a deep crimson color.

The mountain is steep as if cut by a sword, with the main peak piercing the clouds and disappearing into the surging sea of ​​clouds, with no end in sight.

And around that main peak, there are countless secondary peaks, like stars surrounding the moon, or like ten thousand swords paying homage.

On each mountain peak, there are cascading waterfalls and flowing springs, with misty clouds and glimpses of magnificent palaces and pavilions.

Flocks of cranes circled among the clouds, emitting clear and melodious calls.

In the distance, countless rays of light and auspicious clouds illuminated the entire world, making it resemble a painting.

The air was filled with a dense, almost tangible spiritual energy. With each breath of his primordial spirit, he felt as if a clear spring was flowing through his lungs, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.

"This is a blessed land?"

Jiang Ning stood still, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings, a surge of emotions welling up within him.

This was his first time truly entering a blessed land!
As he scanned his surroundings, he realized that he was currently in a wide plaza.

The entire plaza is paved with red jade, smooth as a mirror, with faint cloud patterns flowing around it, and it feels warm and smooth to walk on without being slippery.

Around the square stand nine enormous stone pillars, each carved with ancient sword patterns, exuding a sharp yet restrained sword intent, as if they could soar into the sky at any moment and cleave the heavens in two.

At the end of the square, a winding white jade staircase leads up to the mountainside of the red main peak.

On both sides of the steps, rare and exotic flowers and herbs are everywhere, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Young female disciples dressed in plain white dresses passed by in twos and threes, carrying flower baskets, chatting and laughing softly, completely unaware of his presence.

Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze and looked down at his hands.

At this moment, he descended here in the form of a primordial spirit, his physical form solid and indistinguishable from his true body.

But no one seemed to see him at all. He stood in the center of the square, and the disciples of the Crimson Sword Sect passed by him at a distance of about ten feet, but no one glanced at him, as if he were just air.

"The primordial spirit immortal is indeed mysterious."

He thought to himself.

As a primordial spirit immortal, if he wanted to hide when he was out in the world, it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect him, let alone the fact that he had mastered the Taixu Yin Yang Sword and could escape into the third layer of space.

He is currently at this stage.

In addition, with the distortion and spatial manipulation of the Taixu Sword Domain, he was confident that even a Nascent Soul Immortal would be unable to sense his presence, let alone ordinary disciples.

Walking on the ground, he stepped forward and slowly ascended the white jade steps.

With every step, one can feel the extraordinary nature of this blessed land beneath one's feet.

The concentration of spiritual energy here far exceeds that of any place in the Great Xia Dynasty, and it is quite similar to the immortal paradises recorded in ancient books.

"This blessed land truly lives up to its reputation."

He sighed inwardly.

Grotto-heavens and blessed lands are small worlds independent of the outside world, possessing their own complete laws of heaven and earth and a system of spiritual energy circulation.

Even without practicing cultivation, one can prolong life and live to a ripe old age by breathing in spiritual energy and being cleansed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this place.

Compared to this place, the outside world seems like a quagmire.

He also understood why he couldn't see any immortals from the celestial realms traveling outside in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Living in such a clear and bright environment year-round, who would want to wallow in mud and filth?

Furthermore, according to his understanding, once a cultivator of the immortal path reaches a high level of cultivation, they will leave the immortal grotto-heaven and enter the external world. Because the spiritual energy of the external world is almost exhausted, while the spiritual power within their own body is highly concentrated, the difference between the two will cause the spiritual power within their body to continuously overflow. This is a loss of the source, which will lead to a decline in cultivation.

Staying there too long can even cause one's cultivation level to drop. "No wonder those ancient immortal sects need to rely on blessed lands and grotto-heavens to survive! This environment is exactly the same as, or even slightly better than, the ancient times described in ancient texts."

He muttered to himself.

the other side.

On the cliff top above the sea of ​​clouds, a green pine tree leans against the cliff and points diagonally towards the sky.

At the foot of the cliff, a beautiful woman suddenly opened her eyes.

"Strange!" she murmured, her eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty as she stared ahead.

Her intuition told her that something was wrong.

But she didn't realize what was wrong.

next moment.

With her eyes slightly closed, her powerful primordial spirit instantly swept across the entire Crimson Emperor Mountain, across every inch of land and every inch of space.

She didn't notice it the first time, so she scanned it again, and then again.

"What's wrong, Cang Yue!" A clear voice rang out from behind the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman named Cang Yue turned around and bowed respectfully to the white-clad, white-haired woman who had suddenly appeared.

“Ancestor, I just felt something was wrong, but I couldn’t figure out where it came from,” said the beautiful woman named Cang Yue.

"Now that you hold the position of sect leader, and your mind is connected to the sect's grand formation, how could you not sense anything amiss?" said the woman in white with white hair.

"The sect-protecting formation, which has not yet been revived, has not given any feedback!" said the beautiful woman named Cang Yue.

"That is rather strange!" the white-haired, aloof woman said calmly, then continued, "You are at the Nascent Soul Immortal realm, so your perceptions cannot be unfounded. Since you sense something is amiss, there must be something odd about it."

The beautiful young woman named Cang Yue nodded respectfully: "Ancestor, I think so too."

"Then I'll take a look for you!" The white-haired, aloof girl's tone suddenly became serious.

Then, her eyes were instantly filled with a silver light.

She spoke again in a split second.

"found it!"

“Interesting.” The white-haired, aloof girl’s silver eyes gradually returned to normal, and a faint hint of interest appeared on her lips. “The person who came is no ordinary person. He has entered the third layer of space. His primordial spirit is pure and his foundation is profound, no less than mine. Moreover, this person’s use of the Dao of Space has reached a state of perfection. If I were not skilled in this Dao, no one else would have been able to detect his presence so easily.”

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if speaking to herself, yet also to Cang Yue: "Interesting. The Crimson Blaze Sword Sect hasn't had such a figure infiltrate silently for a thousand years."

the other side.

Jiang Ning stopped in his tracks.

On a platform in front of him stood a woman with beautiful features, dressed in red.

The woman wore a red ribbon around her waist, which made her waist look even more slender, and her long hair, as smooth as brocade, was tied up high.

Coupled with his sharp, sword-like eyebrows, he appeared heroic and dashing.

The young woman before him was the very person he was here to see.

Shen Yueru, the leader of the Crimson Blaze Sword Sect.

But this scene was reflected on the higher mountain peaks.

The sea of ​​clouds surged.

The pine trees swayed and rustled.

The beautiful woman, Mingyue Cangyue, stared wide-eyed at the scene reflected in front of her by the white-haired woman.

"Black and white energies! Yin and Yang mystical light!! This is a primordial spirit immortal formed from a superior immortal foundation!!!"

"No!" The white-haired woman slowly shook her head, then continued, "It should be said to be the highest level!"

"Top-tier?!" Cang Yue's expression froze.

"Based on Yin and Yang, having undergone the Nine Profound Transformations, revealing nine layers of profound light, it is naturally a top-grade immortal foundation, known as the Yin-Yang Nine Profound Immortal! However, it is somewhat strange that even if this person has such a foundation and is extremely skilled in the Dao of Space, given his level of cultivation, he should not be able to enter my Crimson Radiance Cave Heaven from the outside world without making a sound or disturbing the sect's protective formation." The white-haired, aloof woman continued calmly.

"Ancestor, should we go now? This person is at such a high level; if he were to unleash his malice, it would cause irreparable damage to our sect!" Cang Yue said.

"No rush, let's observe first! This person shouldn't have any ill intentions towards our sect, otherwise he would have already made his move. His purpose in coming here might be because of this woman." The white-haired, aloof woman spoke, then added, "By the way, who is this woman?"

"Reporting to the Ancestor, this woman is the current leader of our sect, and outsiders call her the Red-Clad Sword Immortal! She has the bearing of a sword immortal!" Cang Yue said.

"She possesses the bearing of a sword immortal, a female sword immortal in red." The white-haired, aloof woman nodded. "Keep watching. If anything goes wrong, I will intervene! In the Canglan Realm, no one has ever dared to act arrogantly in my territory, the Crimson Emperor Cave Heaven!"

"Yes, Ancestor!" Cang Yue replied respectfully.

at the same time.

Shen Yueru seemed to sense something was amiss and suddenly turned her head.

next moment.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

What appeared before her eyes was a clear face, an extraordinary temperament, a bright white left eye and a dark right eye, surrounded by black and white energy, with layers of yin and yang light expanding, accompanied by a purple aura.

"Junior brother!! Who are you?!!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Ning nodded gently: "It's me!"

"How could this be?!" Shen Yueru was stunned, incredulous.

"Senior sister is surprised?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.

“Of course, how could you…?” Shen Yueru asked.

"How did you end up here?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Mmm!!" Shen Yueru nodded repeatedly.

"Of course I missed my senior sister, so I came to find her!" Jiang Ning smiled faintly, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

Shen Yueru was stunned for a moment, then withdrew her gaze from Jiang Ning's clearly defined face.

"I mean, how did you manage to appear in my Crimson Emperor Immortal Sect, Junior Brother! And..." As she spoke, she looked behind her.

The platform she was standing on was in the middle section of Chihuang Mountain, and ten zhang behind her was a road leading to the top of the mountain.

Just then, three or five people happened to pass by on the road.

But these people were completely unaware of the strangeness of the place.

“Senior sister, you don’t need to look. I’ve used some tricks to distort the surrounding void. They can’t see my presence, and they can’t hear what you’re saying. As long as you don’t step more than a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) outside your feet, they won’t see anything unusual here,” Jiang Ning said.

"Then how did you end up here, Junior Brother?" Shen Yueru suppressed her emotions and asked Jiang Ning again.

“It’s very simple,” Jiang Ning said, and continued, “I have become a Primordial Spirit Immortal and have just been ranked among the top ten true disciples of the Shangyang Immortal Sect. I have special privileges, and with these privileges, my Primordial Spirit can manifest at the location of any true disciple.”

"The Ten Great Sequences of True Disciples!" Shen Yueru exclaimed in surprise, then composed herself: "Junior Brother... no, Senior Brother! Aren't you now on par with the True Disciple of Haoyang?"

"Okay!" Jiang Ning nodded.

hiss--

Upon hearing this, Shen Yueru slowly took a breath, looking at Jiang Ning as if he were a monster. (End of Chapter)