Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Crimson Radiance Immortal Sect.

On the cliff of Zhaobi.

The mountain wind blew, causing her robes to flutter and outlining the graceful figure of the white-haired woman.

"Farewell, seniors!" Jiang Ning bowed.

"Fellow Daoist, remember to come often. I'll have Cang Yue reserve this lover for you. We'll wait until the Ten Domains are connected, until the day you come," the white-haired woman said.

"Ancestor!!" Upon hearing this, Shen Yueru murmured softly, her voice extremely low.

"Senior is too kind!" Jiang Ning smiled faintly, then said, "I will come over as soon as possible to bring you the Ten Domains Patrol Angel Token. Please prepare some rare and precious materials for me."

"When you arrive, I will personally take you to the herb field to pick them," the white-haired woman said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning felt reassured.

He didn't lose out by exchanging the spiritual herbs and rare materials of the Crimson Emperor Immortal Sect for the Ten Domain Patrol Angel Token; in fact, he made a huge profit.

As one of the Sun Masters of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, he has the authority to distribute the tokens of the Ten Domain Patrol Angels.

Back in the heyday of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, it held the responsibility of inspecting the ten regions.

The master of the Shangyang Immortal Sect was a pure-blooded three-legged golden crow.

The ten great suns were all manifestations of the master of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

For him, the Ten Realms Patrol Angel Tokens were something he could have as many as he wanted, without paying any price.

And rare medicinal herbs are what he needs most right now.

It can bring about an increase in the source points, allowing his strength to continue to rise. As the Martial Saint described before, his physical body is limitless, his spirit is unrestrained, and he can grow infinitely stronger and higher. One day, he will be able to see a new world, which is the realm that the Martial Saint has reached.

A multitude of thoughts flashed through my mind in that instant.

Then, he bowed to the white-haired woman and the sect leader of the Crimson Blaze Sword Sect again, and then smiled and said goodbye to Shen Yueru.

next moment.

His figure vanished from their sight in an instant.

On the cliff of Zhaobi.

A mountain breeze blows.

The three people's clothes clung to their bodies, outlining their perfect proportions.

"Truly untraceable and undetectable, worthy of the methods of the Shangyang Immortal Sect!" Once again, the white-haired woman's face showed a slight change of expression, her voice filled with amazement.

Just now, when Jiang Ning expressed his intention to leave, she secretly became extremely vigilant.

She wanted to see if she could pinpoint the exit route for Jiang Ning, given her current level of cultivation.

But as Jiang Ning left, she realized that everything had been in vain.

"Yueru, what do you think of Jiang Ning?" Cangyue suddenly asked.

"Sect Master!" Shen Yueru paused, then shook her head hesitantly, "I don't know how to say it."

"How long have you known him?" Cang Yue asked again.

"We've only met a few times!" Shen Yueru said.

"Having only met a few times, the fact that you don't know how to express yourself speaks volumes about your true feelings!" Cang Yue smiled faintly.

Shangyang Inner Landscape.

A faint light flashed by.

Surrounded by black and white energies, and bursting with yin and yang light, Jiang Ning appeared out of thin air in the inner landscape of Shangyang.

With his appearance, the once dormant sun above now radiated even more intense light and heat.

"Why aren't you going back yet!" He looked into the distance.

Although his view ahead was blocked by layers of buildings, he could almost see the entire interior of Shangyang in his mind.

There are only two exceptions: the ladder to heaven, which is shrouded in mist, and the pulpit.

"Having only recently become a Nascent Soul Immortal, there's no need for me to climb the Heavenly Ladder." This thought flashed through his mind as he walked towards the preaching platform.

Every step reveals a new scene; the surrounding buildings radiate brilliance, remain intact, and are magnificent and imposing.

One step and the building collapsed, the stone pillars broke, the building was ruined, and there was only desolation.

The past and present intersect, and Jiang Ning savors the essence of it all.

This flavor involves the power of time.

After a while.

He then went to the pulpit.

This place is no longer the magnificent place it once was.

It was desolate and empty.

There was not a single figure on any of the prayer cushions imprinted on the ground, and the high platform in front was also completely empty.

He casually found a futon and sat down cross-legged.

In an instant.

He sensed invisible fluctuations spreading around him.

My vision blurred, and I saw a high platform in front of me.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

He had a handsome face, and even though he was sitting cross-legged, you could tell that he was tall, much taller than the average person.

Despite his tall stature, his proportions remained perfectly balanced.

It is so perfect that it seems to exist in a world that it doesn't exist.

Behind it, a golden ring appeared, with ten great suns encircling it.

If you look closely, you can see that each sun is incredibly vast, as if reflecting a whole world.

"It's the sect leader!!" At that moment, Jiang Ning immediately understood.

The middle-aged man he had seen before was the sect leader of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

It appears to be humanoid, but in reality it is a pure-blooded three-legged golden crow, whose radiance illuminates all realms.

During the most prosperous era of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, he was also one of the giants of the ten directions and all realms.

"Foolish child, do not be distracted!"

The man spoke, his gentle voice ringing in Jiang Ning's ears.

The man then lightly tapped his right index and middle fingers in the direction of Jiang Ning.

Boom!
Jiang Ning suddenly felt as if someone had hit him on the head.

He snapped back to his senses instantly, his mind clearing completely.

He quickly glanced around out of the corner of his eye.

There was no one on any of the prayer mats around.

He was the only one in the entire dojo.

Perhaps it is related to the path I have attained and the position I have achieved!
A thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly regained his composure.

“Not bad! When I saw you last time, you were nothing special! But this time, you have already achieved a top-tier Immortal Foundation and are ranked among the Sun Lords. Not bad!” the middle-aged man said.

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning was startled.

He previously believed that the scene depicted on the pulpit was a reflection of the past.

However, these words seem to have a different meaning.

"Do not be distracted. Your body is pure Yang, and you have established the foundation of your primordial spirit with the Taiyin and Taiyang, which is perfect for my inheritance. Today I will pass on the 'Taiyang' scripture to you and continue my Shangyang lineage!"

The words fell.

boom--

Jiang Ning felt a roar in his heart, and he saw a great sun rise from his eyes.

He had never seen the vastness and grandeur of that great sun before.

Wherever the eye can see and wherever the heart desires, all is filled with endless light and heat.

He could not see the boundary of that great sun.

Vast and boundless, the universe has no boundaries.

Gazing at the great sun, he suddenly had a sudden realization, and instantly went from being infatuated to being completely absorbed.

At that moment, countless golden rays burst forth from his primordial spirit.

In an instant, the entire inner world was enveloped in endless golden light.

The dazzling light is everywhere and omnipresent.

The entire inner realm seemed to be enveloped in the golden light. Under this golden illumination, the unchanging sun above the inner realm suddenly moved as if it were reviving, spreading endless energy in all directions.

the other side.

In a grotto-heaven, shrouded in mist, it is not a fairyland, but it is even more beautiful than a fairyland.

In a cave dwelling high in the clouds.

Haoyang suddenly opened his eyes.

"How could this be?!" He couldn't suppress the astonishment in his eyes.

Just now, he suddenly sensed the movement within Shangyang's inner realm and felt the touch of the mark left by that great sun.

He immediately wanted to descend and manifest in the inner vision of Shangyang.

He then discovered that no matter how hard he tried, he could not manifest in the inner vision of Shangyang.

This was the first time he had been isolated from the inner vision of the Supreme Yang after he achieved the Sun Lord and was ranked among the Ten Great Sequences of True Transmission.

Is it because of him?

At that moment, Jiang Ning's image instantly flashed into his mind.

In his view, the only person who can influence him within the Shangyang inner realm right now is Jiang Ning.

Of the ten great sun gods, only he and Jiang Ning remain today.

His thoughts were churning, and his expression kept changing.

"Who else could it be but him?"

"Having only been in the Great Sun realm for a short while, it has already caused such a strange change in the inner landscape, even isolating me from the outside!!"

He muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of barely concealed apprehension.

He witnessed Jiang Ning's presence as a member of the Sun God.

He knew that the foundation laid by Jiangning was even greater than that laid by him.

After a long period of turmoil in his mind, he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again, his gaze now calm, but his brows were subtly furrowed.

"There can only be one position as the Lord of the Great Sun. How could I possibly relinquish such an opportunity!"

He immediately got up and walked out of the cave.

Behind them, the stone door of the cave slammed shut.

Shangyang Inner Landscape.

On the pulpit, Jiang Ning sat cross-legged on a futon, his body enveloped in endless golden light.

The great sun that rose from his eyes now occupied his entire mind.

He saw the birth of that great sun, saw that great sun in the chaos, at the beginning of nothingness.

See it burn, expand, and illuminate all directions and the ten realms.

Seeing its light and heat transform into the source of life, giving countless worlds a vibrant vitality.

They saw that giant, who had transformed into a three-legged golden crow, wielding the great sun, illuminating all realms, and holding the power to patrol the ten domains.

Then.

The middle-aged man's voice rang in his ears.

His voice was booming and every word was precious, but he couldn't understand or hear a single one.

Each word fell with the weight of Mount Tai, pressing down on his heart like an immense weight, as if directly imprinted deep within his primordial spirit, becoming the deepest mark, rather than allowing him to understand through words.

Jiang Ning's mind was completely absorbed in this vast heritage.

He seemed to see a miniature sun rising within him, shining brightly alongside the vast and boundless sun overhead.

He felt his primordial spirit becoming more solid and stronger in the golden light.

The Yin and Yang energies are circulating wildly within the body, but there are signs that they are gradually becoming unbalanced.

The stronger the yang energy, the weaker the yin energy.

Time seems to lose its meaning in this interior setting.

The signs of imbalance within him became increasingly apparent.

At this moment, although he was in the process of inheritance and his consciousness was suppressed by the vast sun, he also felt the imbalance of his primordial spirit.

Yin and Yang are the foundation, and the mysterious light undergoes nine transformations. The most crucial element is the balance of Yin and Yang.

If the two become unbalanced, at best the foundation will be damaged and the potential greatly reduced, and at worst the foundation will collapse, leading to death and the dissipation of one's spiritual path.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis surged in Jiang Ning's heart.

Just now.

The middle-aged man's voice rang out again.

I say, yin arises from yang!

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if the law had been spoken, and his words became law.

In an instant, the intense yang energy within Jiang Ning's primordial spirit, which was so fierce it seemed to burn everything away, suddenly solidified.

A wisp of pure and gentle yin energy quietly emerges from the yang point.

Although this wisp of yin energy was subtle, it was incredibly resilient. It quickly merged into the foundation of his primordial spirit, reconnecting and harmonizing with the yin and yang energies that were on the verge of imbalance.

The sense of impending collapse receded like the tide, his primordial spirit gradually stabilized, and the originally violently fluctuating black and white mystic light around his body also calmed down, continuing to flow as the inheritance progressed.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden light on the preaching platform slowly receded, and the vast, illusory image of the sun in Jiang Ning's eyes gradually faded away.

The middle-aged man still sat cross-legged on the high platform, his figure still so tall, and the ten suns behind him still so dazzling.

"You are the Lord of the Sun, based on the Moon and the Sun, and should receive my 'Sun' scripture transmission. However, your Yin and Yang are out of balance, so I used the ability of words to follow the law as a temporary measure. Now that I am in a different state, the effectiveness of this law will gradually weaken over time."

He paused slightly, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through time and space, landing on Jiang Ning: "You achieved the Nine Profound Immortal status based on Yin and Yang. This inheritance has triggered the source of the sun, causing an excess of Yang energy and a decline in Yin energy. If you cannot reconcile this quickly, once my words are spoken, their effects will dissipate, Yin and Yang will be out of balance again, your foundation will collapse, and everything will come to an end. In the future, you need to find something of the source of Yin or a corresponding method to replenish your Yin energy and restore balance. Remember, the way of Yin and Yang is about balance; imbalance is dangerous."

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's figure began to slowly fade away, and the entire scene on the pulpit also disappeared like a reflection in water.

"Go quickly to resolve this affliction, and do not fail the legacy of the Shangyang lineage."

Jiang Ning opened his eyes and found himself back in the Shangyang Inner Landscape.

The surroundings remained empty, and the high platform in front of them was still deserted.

That moment just now felt like an illusion.

But at this moment he could clearly feel the changes within himself, the changes in his primordial spirit.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and focused his inner vision on his primordial spirit.

In an instant, he clearly sensed the imbalance in the foundation of his primordial spirit.

The imbalance is obvious, with yang dominating and yin declining.

The entire primordial spirit was no longer covered in black and white light, but was now covered in golden light.

Within the primordial spirit, it seemed as if a great sun shone eternally, releasing endless light and heat.

It was this immense power that caused his yin and yang to become unbalanced, putting him at risk of collapsing.

But at the same time, he also sensed that at the very center and peak of this force, extreme yang transformed into yin.

The continuous flow of Yin energy neutralizes the extreme Yang energy, allowing Yin and Yang to maintain their balance.

But at this moment, even in the interior setting.

He could also sense that this power of extreme yang transforming into yin was gradually weakening.

If this continues, after a certain period of time, an imbalance of Yin and Yang will officially occur.

At that moment, he recalled the words of the middle-aged man from earlier.

When Yin and Yang are out of balance, the foundation collapses, and everything comes to an end.

His state was temporarily resolved by the middle-aged man's ability to make his words carry weight, causing him to transform from extreme Yang to Yin.

"Only by achieving a balance of Yin and Yang can this predicament be resolved!" he murmured to himself, his thoughts racing.

Receiving this inheritance caused his own yin and yang to become unbalanced, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

But he also understood that this was a blessing in disguise.

Once the crisis is resolved, all good fortune will follow.

Because the inheritance I just received came from the Shangyang Sect Master, the Great Sun Golden Crow.

The Sun Scripture must be the supreme inheritance of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

next moment.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the horizon.

"It's time to go back! The primordial spirit has been separated from the body for too long; something untoward might happen!" (End of Chapter)