I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 454 The Eight-Nine Arcane Technique, First Transformation! (Please Subscribe)

Can your minds bear the loneliness of ten thousand years?

The mighty sound spread outwards like ripples in all directions.

Chen Yi, who was still immersed in the sermon, was jolted awake from his previous state of practicing the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and looked at the Taoist in front of him, who was called "Venerable One" by the other cultivators.

I don't understand why he suddenly asked such a question.
"Can your minds bear the loneliness of ten thousand years?"

The Taoist priest repeated himself, his expression unclear, but everyone could sense his seriousness.

Nearly ten million cultivators were all seriously considering his question.

Even Chen Yi couldn't help but ponder this question.

Can he endure eternal solitude?
The answer is... yes!

Sword cultivators possess an unwavering will, remaining steadfast through ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, or even ten million years.

However, the surrounding cultivators showed some unusual expressions.

Most likely.

However, there were a few cultivators whose minds were agitated.

Clearly, these cultivators were not particularly resilient and lacked confidence due to their self-awareness.

Just then.

The venerable one in front seemed to chuckle, “The answer is already in your hearts, so I need not say more.”

"continue."

It was as if his earlier question was just a casual remark he made.

However, most of the cultivators present did not take his words seriously and were still pondering the question.

The problem of enduring eternal solitude.

Chen Yi didn't think about it deeply; ten thousand years was too far and long for him.

Even though he has been here for over 100,000 years, cultivation knows no time.

When he is still and there is no distinction between day and night, he cannot perceive the passage of time at all.

Therefore, ten thousand years is not too agonizing.

However, in the time that followed, Chen Yi was unable to grasp the third supernatural power of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

The "venerable one" even gave several special explanations about the supernatural powers of the [Secret Mantra]:

The body is not a body; it is called the mysterious body.

What is not a calamity is called provisions.

The one who breaks through all laws is neither force nor technique—my body is the Way, and all laws are illusory.

"The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts can break all laws, and its purpose is to unite with the Dao."

Chen Yi could understand all the meanings, but it was difficult for him to grasp and achieve them.

"To merge with the Dao... does that mean one must merge with the Dao to cultivate the divine power of the 'Secret Mantra'?"

Chen Yi had no idea, and could only keep that sentence and that profound general outline in his mind.

Now that he has mastered the [Divine Power: Seventy-Two Transformations] and [Divine Power: Immortality] through the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he has achieved his goal for this trip and is no longer in a hurry.

After all, according to the previous reward, he could at most learn the Seventy-Two Transformations and the Indestructible Body.

Being able to take it a step further and master the "Art of Immortality" is already an unexpected joy.

Although he might have had a smoother start if he hadn't been so impulsive, accidents always happen unexpectedly.

"I hope I can still remember those things after I leave here, but it's a bit difficult..."

Based on his previous experience of resting for ten thousand years, Chen Yi knew that he didn't remember much of what the "venerable one" said after the sermon.

He could only give it a try, albeit reluctantly.

After all, this place is very different from the outside world.

It seems similar to the supernatural power of the "Great Dream Heart Sutra" performed by Daoist Zhao Muzi, but this one is clearly more realistic.

Just like a world parallel to Taichong Mountain, it has the Great Dao and its laws, the perception of the mind, and many cultivators who can exude their own aura and supernatural powers.

More importantly, the previous rewards, tips, and other information were no longer presented to him in the form of text, but rather appeared in his ears in a more direct audio format.

This was the first time Chen Yi had heard the term "Counterattack System".

It made him feel a little strange.

It's roughly like this: the system is no longer a cold machine, but a powerful being residing in an unknown world.

Like, a "venerable one"?
Chen Yi dismissed the thoughts from his mind and stopped pondering them.

This experience ultimately gave rise to some unusual thoughts in him.

soon.

Three hundred and twenty thousand years have passed.

The enormous Taoist priest stopped his sermon, waved his whisk, and chuckled, saying:

"This Dharma assembly will last for a million years; you may all disperse now."

As soon as he finished speaking, streams of crystalline light flowed from the whisk in his hand, landing precisely on each living being.

In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the millions of cultivators present, and then beams of light turned into arcs of light and dissipated.

It is unknown whether it vanished into the world or went to another place.

Even Chen Yi was enveloped by that fluorescent light.

Just as his figure was gradually disappearing, he heard the Taoist's soft laughter in his ear:
"Those who come here in later generations will surely have great opportunities. Very well, I, this humble Taoist, will bestow upon you a great fortune, hoping that you will be able to bear the weight of the common people!"

Chen Yi was slightly taken aback.

But before he could come to his senses, his mind completely dissipated.

In the dim light, he seemed to see a black shadow in his eyes, which then disappeared along with him.

next moment.

Chen Yi suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he had returned to the quiet room.

The surroundings remained simply furnished, and his mental perception was still blocked by the array in the quiet room, making it difficult for him to penetrate and perceive the changes in the outside world.

Seeing this, Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

While sensing his own situation, he recalled the voice he heard before leaving the place where he practiced the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and murmured to himself:
"That Taoist priest... no, that venerable one actually saw through my origins..."

I don't know his identity.

They were able to detect his location.

Furthermore, based on what he said earlier—that he was a person from the future—it is not difficult to deduce that the Venerable One was an unimaginable being from the past.

"We even have Marshal Tianpeng here. Is this really a world after the primordial era?"

"But it's clearly different from the world depicted in the novel."

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Yi calmed his mind and carefully sensed the changes within his body.

Compared to before, the supernatural powers and divine intent within his body surged threefold again.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, his supernatural power, the art of immortality, has been cultivated to the seventh level.

Even the newly learned supernatural power, Seventy-Two Transformations, has reached the fifth level.

In addition, the swordsmanship and the two great supernatural powers of "reaching the ends of the earth in an instant" brought a total of four great supernatural powers, causing the entire palace complex to glow with rosy light, illuminating every crystal-clear brick and tile, creating a golden spectacle.

Above this palace complex stands a colossal creature—the White Tiger Divine Will—and three enormous stars.

In addition, golden-armored warriors, ape demons, and that whale-like monster stood atop the three stars.

As wisps of silvery-white mist tinged with gold surrounded them, the four spirits, seemingly alive, inhaled and exhaled the mist according to their own methods, gradually strengthening their individual auras.

The one who changed the most was obviously Chen Yi, who sat deep within the palace complex—in the palace with statues of the four mythical beasts: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, and the Vermilion Bird.

At this moment, his figure was more than ten times larger than before, and even though the golden throne beneath him had also grown a bit larger, it was only just enough to support his body.

Chen Yi looked down and glanced around. His eyes, like twinkling stars, noticed that he was no longer wearing the original blue robe, but a magnificent golden brocade robe with a majestic white tiger embroidered on the chest.

"White Tiger True Lord... this appearance is more in line with the identity of White Tiger True Lord."

Chen Yi composed himself, glanced at the quiet room, and then activated the system. A light screen appeared before his eyes—

Name: Chen Yi

【Age: 46】

Cultivation Level: Celestial Immortal Realm (Mid-Stage)

[Talent: Late Bloomer – The older the bone age, the faster the cultivation speed.]

[Nine Revolutions Profound罡 Technique: Grandmaster - Based on sword intent, enhanced by the divine intent of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger, and perfected by the intent of the Four Symbols to form the Grandmaster method.]

[Eight-Nine Arcane Arts: First Transformation - Requires enduring the slicing of a thousand-foot wind blade!]

[Sword Dao (Seven Realms): Divine Power - White Tiger, Divine Lord Palace Master, proving the Dao through killing!]

[So close yet so far (Seven Realms): Supernatural Powers—White Tiger's Claw! True Monarch's Foot! A single thought can evade supernatural powers, a single thought can traverse mountains and rivers, a single thought can shatter barriers!]

[The Art of Immortality (Seventh Realm): Divine Power—Rebirth from a Drop of Blood, the primordial spirit merges with the physical body. The primordial spirit is indestructible, the physical body is immortal. The physical body is indestructible, the primordial spirit is immortal; this is true immortality.]

[Seventy-two Transformations (Five Realms): One of the thirty-six Heavenly Dipper Transformations, nine of the thirty-six Earthly Fiend Transformations, with the White Tiger being the most revered among beasts, encompassing the mysteries of heaven and earth and all things.]

[Catch-up Point: 90/100]

As expected, this time it was still presented as a light screen with golden lettering.

Chen Yi didn't think much of it and focused his gaze on the newly appeared supernatural abilities.

"The Eight-Nine Arcane Technique, upon its first transformation... requires enduring the slicing of a thousand-foot-high wind... Is it still only the first transformation?"

"This cultivation technique..."

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, a slight smile appearing on his face.

He was able to awaken and cultivate supernatural powers and divine will because of the Venerable One's teachings, and his mind gained some understanding of some methods of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts".

However, his physical body has not yet truly begun to cultivate the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," and its physical power is insufficient.

"The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts seems to be a body cultivation method?"

Chen Yi nodded to himself; it must be true.

Whether it's the Seventy-Two Transformations or the art of immortality, the mind (also known as the primordial spirit) and the physical body are both indispensable.

The reason he was able to cultivate these two great supernatural powers under the Venerable One was partly because his physical body was already comparable to that of a fifth-level supernatural power cultivator before he entered that secret realm; otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate them successfully.

As for the five realms of the Seventy-Two Transformations and the seven realms of the Immortal Technique, they correspond to what Chen Yi had previously cultivated.

Among the seventy-two transformations of the Five Realms, one of the thirty-six transformations of the Heavenly Gang can transform him into a white tiger, the king of beasts.

There are also nine categories of the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Earthly Fiends, which correspond to birds, beasts, scaled creatures, insects, human figures, ordinary trees, flowers and plants, rocks, and everyday items.

It does not refer to a single change, but rather to various categories.

It can be described as all-encompassing.

The immortality technique that reaches the seventh level of supernatural powers has also evolved into a Dao domain, just like the swordsmanship and the "near-the-world" supernatural power.

Once his Dao Domain expands, he can unite his primordial spirit and physical body. With an indestructible primordial spirit and an immortal physical body, he can remain invincible.

If you add his swordsmanship and his two great supernatural abilities, ordinary people at the eighth level of supernatural power are no match for him.

To put it simply, if the people like Shirakawa Yang who attacked him on the grasslands were here, he could probably kill them all with a single sword strike now, instead of having to travel around killing them at close range.

"Phew... After this upgrade, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make significant progress in the short term."

Even so, Chen Yi was already very satisfied.

After all, during his seclusion this time, he not only broke through to the Celestial Immortal Realm and was able to observe the Great Dao Principles of Mount Taizhou, but also learned two great supernatural powers through cultivating the "Eight-Nine Profound Technique".

At the same time, he also obtained an acquired spiritual treasure—the Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet, which is both offensive and defensive, truly deserving of the title "acquired spiritual treasure".

Even though he was accustomed to swordsmanship, he still coveted the Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet.

This clearly demonstrates the terrifying power of the Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet.

but……

As Chen Yi recalled some of the things he had heard from other cultivators while practicing the "Eight-Nine Arcane Technique," a sense of solemnity inevitably arose in his heart.

Even beings like the "Venerable Ones" face the threat of a great calamity, and even those powerful beings whose cultivation far surpasses his have to undergo tribulations. How could he not care about the so-called "great calamity"?

He just didn't know if there was still a great calamity ahead.

Think of this.

Chen Yi let out a long breath and stopped thinking about it.

"After all, the era in which that Venerable One lived was measured in tens of thousands of years. Even if a great calamity were to occur, it would probably take millions or tens of millions of years. How could Mount Taizhou possibly have undergone such a change in time?"

Chen Yi chuckled, and after gaining a better understanding of his own condition, he got up and left the quiet room.

As soon as he came out, he saw the pig demon standing respectfully at the door—the Nine-Toothed Rake.

Chen Yi glanced at him and asked in surprise, "Have you been staying here all this time?"

The pig demon, who was actually the Nine-Toothed Rake, smiled and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, True Lord, on your ascension to the Heavenly Immortal realm."

Chen Yi chuckled, but did not refuse his kindness.

However, after practicing the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts", he gained a new perspective on the affairs of the ancient Taoist court.

He had initially thought those legends were not entirely untrue, but now it seems that he had underestimated the power of the ancient Daoist traditions, such as the Daoist Court, the Spirit Mountain, and the Demon Court.

Clearly, the power of the ancient beings far surpassed that of the present day.

—Fault lines exceeding!

Chen Yi thought for a moment, then waved his hand to indicate that the Nine-Toothed Rake was not to be polite, and then asked:
"Can you tell me about things from ancient times?"

Nine-Toothed Rake paused slightly, then agreed: "As True Lord commands, Little Rake will certainly tell you everything he knows."

"But what is it that you want to know?"

Chen Yi thought for a moment, then gestured for him to sit down and asked, "About the ancient Daoist court, perhaps?"

"It seems that when the Dao Court was still in existence, your master's cultivation level must have been extremely high?"

Upon hearing this, a smile immediately bloomed on the fat face of the Nine-Toothed Rake, and even the stiff bristles seemed to soften considerably.

"I dare not praise you, True Lord. The master of Little Rake, Marshal Tianpeng, was once the Water Marshal of Myriad Realms under the Ziwei True Lord of the Dao Court, commanding 300,000 heavenly soldiers. His cultivation has reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"It was only because of some past events that the master's cultivation level dropped. Before he left, he was at the Golden Immortal Perfection stage."

"Golden Immortal..."

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is it the Journey to the West?"

"Journey to the West?" Nine-Toothed Rake paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of any Journey to the West."

"No?"

"Think about it again. Back then, Marshal Tianpeng was banished to the mortal world and turned into a pig demon for harassing Chang'e at the Peach Banquet."

Nine-Toothed Rake looked at Chen Yi with a strange expression and asked, "Where did True Lord hear these rumors from?"

“My master was indeed banished to the mortal realm, but he never flirted with Chang’e, and there was no Peach Banquet in the Dao Court.”

No, isn't this the Heavenly Court he knows?
Chen Yi asked thoughtfully, "Then why did your master, Marshal Tianpeng, descend to the mortal realm?"

"This... is indeed related to the fairy Chang'e..."

(End of this chapter)