Forge your destiny into a sword, slash your soul and ascend to immortality

Chapter 79 Mending the Sky
Unlike the golden pot, there are only seven golden [Fate] pieces, and the number is very small.

In the blue pot, the [fate patterns] are so densely packed that they are countless.

There are at least dozens of [Fates] belonging to the [Shadow Escape], which is enough for his practice.

With the blessing of Qili, Jingqian's [Life Fire] was abundant and stable, and he actually began to practice peacefully in this [Sea of ​​​​Spiritual Life].

He spent nine [Fate Forging Opportunities] and fished out nine [Shadow Escape] fates from the blue pot. He recast them one by one and pushed them to the extreme.

[Shadow Escape] (Purple Eyes·Extreme)!
It only took a very short time for this [Shadow Escape] to grow from its inception to the maturity of [Purple Eyes].

Afterwards, Jing Qian only needs to spend another sixty years of his life to activate [Knowledge of Destiny] again and push it to the [Destiny] level.

However, that was after he was promoted to [Dragon Elephant].

Jing Qian still has three taels and six cents of his life remaining, and the sixth process of determining his fate has not yet ended.

He then reached into the blue pot again, sifting through it, and easily found the second [Fate]:
【Growing Meat Buds】

[Rank: Blue Blood]

[New buds awaken the succulents, and their roots are thick and full of nutrients! ]

It is another powerful [Destiny] that supplements the shortcomings of the system. It is a very classic [Destiny] in [Yambu Dao] that nourishes blood and heals the body.

When one cultivates to perfection, one can accumulate abundant blood and flesh, condense them into granulations, increase one's strength, and heal the wounded and the dying.

It can just help him to control his physical body and maintain his transformation.

Jing Qian did not ask how strong his body could be, nor did he intend to rely on his body to fight the enemy.

He only wishes for good health, freedom from disease, immortality, and full of energy.

Immediately afterwards, without stopping for a moment, he swallowed another nine [Meat-Nourishing Buds], which pushed him to the great perfection realm of [Purple Eyes].

After smelting two [Fate Charts] in succession, only the last six [Fate Fires] were left.

Everything is within Jingqian’s plan!

He walked out of the [Yambu Palace], stood at the palace gate, and looked down at the [Long River of Karma Fire] under his feet.

The spiritual consciousness turned into a silk thread, sank into the long river, and was burned by the [karma fire].

He endured the pain of rotting bones and gnawing at his soul, but he didn't panic at all.

As the [Karma Fire] burned, he successfully transmitted two magical rhymes into this long river.

Driven by the rhythm of the Dharma, two golden lights "whooshed" out from the bottom of the river and rushed straight towards them.

Jing Qian used his spiritual consciousness to wrap the two [Golden Roots] one after another, and directly entered the [Sumeru Avenue Monument] and began to recast them.

This is the [Worldly Solution] and [Tushita Furnace] that have drifted to the [Sex Spirit Life Sea], with only one of each left!
Jing Qian felt a little lost for a moment. Unlike [Sumeru], these two roads had come to an end.

The remaining [Golden Root]'s life has been taken away by others.

The two [Fates] with greatly increased power suddenly revealed an extreme flaw in the Great Dao.

Jing Qian was moved by this, and a trace of inner demon in his heart was aroused, injecting him with a thought:
“Find Him and eat Him!”

Then, a trace of [Qingping Sword Energy] emerged in his mind, which cut off the evil thoughts and allowed him to regain clarity.

But he has clearly realized that by refining this incomplete [Golden Root], he has successfully created two enemies for himself!

If either party wants to push the [Tushita Furnace] or [Worldly Solution] to the [Destiny] level, they must seize the [Destiny] from the other party.

This will inevitably lead to a fight to the death!
The "Yamfu Cave Dark Wheel Turning Dao Book" in Jing Qian's consciousness flickered for a moment, and a trace of information about the upper three grades suddenly fell into his heart.

After the fourth level [Picking Stars], there is the practice of the upper three levels. Among them, the third level, which connects the upper and lower levels, is called the [Repairing the Sky] realm.

During this stage of practice, the cultivator needs to supplement his [Destiny], completely complete the foundation of the Great Dao, and monopolize the only [Destiny].

This is the strongest war under the avenue.

Those who are strong by chance are self-sufficient in [Destiny], with no one competing for it. They can easily combine the three into one and condense [uniqueness].

Those who are less fortunate use others as bait, or are eaten by others.

As for whether Jing Qian eats others or is eaten by others, it all depends on his ability.

By this time, his sixth destined burning was nearing its end.

His own plans have been basically accomplished, with only the last four [Life Fires] remaining, which can be exchanged for [Life Pattern] from this [Spiritual Life Sea].

Jing Qian turned around and entered the palace again. He fished out two [Soul Weaving] fate patterns from the green pot and quickly completed the smelting.

Fortunately, the first [Weaving Soul] destiny that he refined after birth also existed within the system of "Yamfu Cave Underworld Wheel of Dao Book".

There were still two last [Life Fires]. He turned around and came to the white pot, and took out two more [White Fang] life pieces from it.

One of them is:

【Little Devil】

[Rank: White Fang]

[Little devils jump over the wall, the wild wind is fierce! ]

After refining it, one can summon an intelligent little ghost to serve tea, water, sweep and warm pots.

Jing Qian was possessed by a ghost, and he only felt a faint consciousness falling into the lobe of his left ear.

He ignored it and focused his attention on the second [Fate]:
【Ghost Seal】

[Rank: White Fang]

【The little devil carves a seal! 】

To condense the inspiration of [Rotating Emperor's Seal], one must have a seal-like spiritual treasure.

In the system of [Yambu Dao], there are four seals [Ming Ge] that can meet the needs.

They are the [Ghost Seal] of the [White Fang] level, the [Official Seal of the Stripping Pavilion] of the [Green Wing] level, the [Ashura Jade Seal] of the [Blue Blood] level, and the [Black Rope Great Hell Seal] of the [Purple Eyes] level.

The higher the rank, the greater the help in refining the [Rotating Emperor Seal].

But for Jing Qian, the lower the rank, the cheaper the cost of recasting.

If this [Ghost Seal] eventually achieves [Destiny], it will become the strongest seal in the Yamabu system.

At this point, Jing Qian had exhausted his [Life Fire], and his sixth burning of his body had officially ended.

With the four [Fate] achievements of [Shadow Escape], [Nourish Meat Buds], [Ghost Seal] and [Little Ghost], his own system became more complete and his combat power soared again.

His spirit and soul incarnation fell down and returned to his physical body, then he fell into a deep state of meditation.

Afterwards, the [Yambu Palace], which reappeared after an unknown period of time, sank into the [River of Karma Fire] again.

It sank deep into the riverbed and landed safely on a silver platform.

Next to it, there was a tower, an altar, a stove, and a rough iron sword broken on the side.

If you count each time Jingqian burned himself to determine his fate, you will find different experiences and different gains.

But this most recent one has caused the most far-reaching impact.

……

[Blood River Sect] Dojo, the Five Finger Mountain had one finger severed by a sword, leaving it incomplete.

Shang Xi's sword energy completely changed the geomantic trend of the entire Taoist temple, causing extremely negative effects on the [Blood River Sect].

Not only does the sect's mountain protection formation need to be re-arranged, but the [Life Stove] system also needs to be rebuilt.

Inside the sect's sacrificial hall, two [Star Pickers] from the [Blood River Sect] lit a large blood-red candle.

The blood-colored smoke swirled and slowly condensed into a vague human figure.

This person is infinitely far away, and even if he has powerful magic power, he can only communicate remotely in this way.

I only heard one of them, the [Star Picking] Master Xue Cang, speak:
"Master, Shangxi has taken the initiative to provoke us this time. This is a rare opportunity. Should we unite with the [Jingyun Shrine] to force our way forward and completely bring down the [Chunyang Ruins]?"

But then I heard that ethereal figure say:
"This is a minor detail. The Yama Palace has reappeared. Send someone to investigate and see who has returned!"

After hearing the Taoist Master's words, the two [Star Pickers] were shocked and even threw aside the matter of Shangxi.

For the [Blood River Sect], ten [Pure Yang Ruins] are not as important as a hair of Yanbu.

"Yes, Dao Master!"

……

Infinitely far away from this realm, there is an ancient three-headed Buddha floating on a big sun, slowly devouring the real fire of the sun to replenish his own practice.

One of the Buddha heads with a silly look on his face said:
"Someone else has combined the [Worldly Solution]..."

Another Buddha head with a greedy look on its face said:

"I wonder if the lucky person this time can come before you and me."

The last Buddha head, with a red face and anger on its face, immediately spit out:

"The Yingfutu Realm is full of trash. Ever since the Ying family robbed Jambudvipa, destroyed the Pure Yang Sword, and cut off access to the Shadow Realm, the backbone of the entire realm has been broken."

“It’s better to expect you and I to swallow the sun and fight it back by ourselves than to expect the Ying family’s dog to crawl out of the doghouse on its own!” This three-headed Buddha has a terrifying face, possessing the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, but no one knows what kind of Buddhist teachings he is practicing.

……

On [Purple Bamboo Island], under a large willow tree, Su Min'er said to the unicorn pony at her feet, feeling bored:

"Juzi, I sent Gou'er to pick up my brother. The Yin Year is almost over, why hasn't he returned yet?"

But then the pony said:
"My lady, I told you that stupid dog is unreliable, but you believed its lies."

"I've known that stupid dog for nearly eight hundred years. If it's not under control, it's bound to cause trouble."

"Serious matters will definitely be delayed, and I don't know where it's going now."

"My lady, Master Zhao has sent a message. Since the senior cultivator of Cihangzhai has agreed to accept you as his disciple, he will allow you to practice here with peace of mind."

"However, even if [Cihangzhai] is willing to accept you, I still have to take you to Jingzhou Academy to participate in the next academic festival."

"According to the rules of the Divine Dynasty, the twelve Dharma lineages can only recruit true disciples through the learning ceremony held every three years."

"If you don't catch up with the next class, you will be over the age limit!"

"I know, I know."

Su Min'er sighed and continued:
"Then you and I will wait for another ten days. If Gou'er still doesn't come back, we'll set off for Jingzhou first."

"That stupid dog, don't you want to provoke an enemy you shouldn't have provoked again and be stewed and eaten?"

The pony then said:
"That shouldn't happen. Although Silly Dog is a bit mentally retarded, he is a descendant of the divine beast [Huo Dou] and has the cultivation level of [Purple Eyes]. He should have no problem hanging around in [Hunzhou]."

……

Yang Jia's lair was now empty. All the powerful monsters that were capable of coming here had gone to attend the Tianhai Feast.

There is a ferocious fire poison spreading everywhere here, and ordinary creatures will not come here unless necessary.

But at this moment, a small black dog the size of a palm came in quietly.

It ran along the shadow of the submarine volcano, ran to the center of the entire volcano, and then plunged into the lava.

"There really is a [Fire Evil] here! I deserve to be rich!"

Silly Dog had long forgotten what Su Min'er had told him.

It has a very keen nose and can always smell the location of some precious treasures.

Seventy to eighty percent of the disasters that occur in daily life are related to this talent.

However, this time, luck was finally on the dog's side.

This place of [Fire Evil], where the treasures are located, is actually unguarded?

……

This Yin year will end in just ten days.

This time of year in previous years was the climax of the Tianhai Banquet.

The seventh-grade Yin ghosts should have been almost harvested, and the human and demon races are just waiting to divide the spoils.

But this year the situation is extremely special. The Tianhai Feast did not proceed according to the established plan, but instead completely collapsed.

Above the vast ocean, frogs croaked. The [Six-Eyed Golden Toad] was protecting the only nine remaining treasure ships and was frantically evacuating towards [Hunzhou Island].

When seeing six [Purple Eyed] Yin Corpses appear on the battlefield, even someone as calm as Li Yuan was almost defeated.

He couldn't understand the intention of the Sirens' actions.

Those six Yin corpses were all experienced monsters, and they were comrades who harvested Yin corpses together in previous years.

Why did Yang Jia push all his core members out to deal with the disaster?
This action certainly dealt a heavy blow to the human forces in [Hunzhou]. Of the 38 ships that went out to fight, only 11 were saved.

But with the net broken and the fish dead, how will Yang Jia end?
On the front line of the battlefield, the situation has completely collapsed.

The six-headed, sixth-grade [Purple Eyed] Yin Corpses had extremely strong vitality, as if they were immortal, and they rampaged across the battlefield.

When a Yin corpse evolves to the middle third grade, its intelligence will increase significantly, and it will also develop unique magical powers.

At this moment, the six Yin corpses formed a huge magic circle, covering a vast sea area.

Under the magic circle, [Shenpeng] and [Jingwei] landed on [Hunyi] and [Hunliang] respectively.

With his own magic power and the help of the might of the seventh-grade treasure ship, he resisted the invasion of the formation.

On the other side, Yang Jia's face turned ashen as he also erected a barrier to resist the invasion of the magic circle.

The development of the situation was also beyond its expectations. This time, the Siren clan suffered a complete defeat.

In the entire area, the number of seventh-grade and eighth-grade sirens was almost completely wiped out, all of them fell into the Yin Year.

Even though it has a high level of cultivation, it cannot explain itself to the sea clan leader in the depths of the vast ocean.

For it, if someone from the sea clan came to check its accounts and found that it was raising eighth-grade fellows and using the Yin Year to extract resources, that would be a huge trouble.

As for the six [Purple Eyed] Yin corpses in front of it, it didn't care much.

The Yin Year is about to pass. Once the time comes, even the most powerful ghost is destined to disappear from this world.

These Yin corpses will only be rampant for a few more days at most, and then they will no longer be able to maintain their current state.

It's just a matter of contributing a few sixth-grade [Yin Bones] to myself.

Instead, it is more important to find out the identity of the person who plotted against his six seventh-rank subordinates.

There must be someone playing tricks here!
The fierce battle made the monsters under the magic circle unaware that the vast sea water they were in was gradually being dyed blood red.

There was an inexplicable sweet smell in the sea breeze.

It was obvious that someone was hiding behind the scenes and causing trouble, but everyone present seemed to turn a blind eye to it.

Time passed slowly, and there were only three days left until the arrival of the Yang Year.

The tug of war on the battlefield was still fierce, but neither side could achieve any further results.

Just when all the monsters thought that this tough battle was about to be over, a shocking change occurred on the battlefield!

After a muffled thunder, it suddenly started to rain from the sky.

It is common to have rain in cloudy years, but the rain is made of bright red blood!

And in this bloody rain, all the demons and even the corpses were imprisoned.

Even Yang Jia, the combat power ceiling of [Hunzhou], could not escape this fate.

The big man of the sea tribe who guards the sea border was captured quietly.

When everything settled, a bloody figure slowly emerged from the sea.

It was the contemporary Lingjizi Wujian of the Xuehe Sect who was hiding in the dark.

He invested a huge amount of money and used up a one-time [Spiritual Inspiration] bestowed by the sect. He relied on his unique life skills and the power of the [Honey Blood] spiritual inspiration, and put in a lot of effort to achieve the current results.

The core cultivation forces of the entire Divine Dynasty Military Continent were all deeply trapped by him.

Wu Jian had his own purpose in doing this.

He didn't dare to waste even a moment and began to deal with Yang Jia with all his strength.

This sixth-grade [Mermaid] has been practicing for a long time and has powerful magical powers and outstanding skills.

But under the inspiration of [Honey Blood], it seemed to have become a wooden sculpture.

And with Wu Jian's methods, the sixth-grade magic protection held up by this [merman] was broken by him.

This break didn't matter. In the vast sea area around it, all the surviving ghosts seemed to have found their final destination and began to madly drill into Yang Jia's body.

A ghost can't hurt Yang Jiazhuan at all.

But within one day, at least 1,300 ghosts entered its body.

This terrifying sixth-grade [Purple Eyes] monster actually headed towards the fifth-grade [Golden Root] Yin corpse.

Wu Jian rubbed his hands excitedly. After planning for so long, the time to reap the rewards has finally come.

The ghost's final wild dance was so powerful and fiery.

Even though the fifth-grade demon corpse was unconscious, it still had a magical aura that covered the sky and the sun.

A trace of greed and expectation flashed in Wujian's eyes, and he stared at Yang Jia's body which was gradually being eroded by the evil spirit.

The aura of this mermaid became more chaotic and powerful.

As time went by, the purple light on Yang Jia's body began to dim, and was replaced by a strange golden glow, which was a unique symbol of the [Golden Root] rank, corresponding to the [Earthly Evil] realm of human cultivators.

The improvement of Yang Jia's magical power also means that this sixth-rank boss who has been galloping across [Hunzhou] for three thousand years has completely fallen under the joint efforts of Wujian and Yin Gui.

And the next second, another shocking change happened!

(End of this chapter)