Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

A dark blue light appeared, illuminating his internal organs like a radiant glow.

In some mysterious way, he seemed to connect with something profound and great.

That thing was incredibly profound and mysterious, originating from the very source of the universe. Just by feeling it, Li Changshou felt fear, awe, and all sorts of other emotions welling up from the bottom of his heart.

The strange energy had already formed, flowing through all the meridians and acupoints of his body, draining all his vital energy. Li Changshou suddenly shuddered and awoke from this mysterious state.

He exhaled a deep breath, his face beaming with ecstasy, "One cycle of Qi cultivation, and it's done!"

Feeling the faint trace of strange energy within his body.

The next moment, he saw his arm, which was almost skin and bones, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Cultivation in this world is too troublesome; it's impossible to draw any power from the void."

"I need flesh and blood."

Li Changshou stood up; he was so thin and bony that he looked as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

A surge of strange energy coursed through his body, and with a single step, he arrived outside the cave. A few blinks and leaps later, he was on the beach.

Looking at the dull, lifeless sea serpent corpse, he simply lifted it up.

With a forceful tear, the sea snake's carcass was ripped in two, its foul-smelling blood dripping down and mingling with the churning seawater at their feet.

The stench of fresh blood had an unparalleled allure; within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, several large fish with bizarre limbs swam over.

These large fish have scarlet eyes, sharp teeth, mouths as big as a person, and bodies over three zhang long. They also have strange arms covered with a fine layer of keratin on both sides.

These deformed, strange fish are found everywhere in the ocean.

The four strange fish stared intently at Li Changshou and the sea snake's corpse, and without any hesitation, they pounced onto the shore.

Li Changshou looked at them with cold eyes and pointed out with a raised finger.

The Shangqing Burning Spirit Fire transformed into four streams of light, precisely piercing through their heads.

puff puff puff

With a few soft sounds, the brains of the four strange fish were charred, and their bodies fell heavily onto the beach.

Li Changshou swallowed hard, a surge of desire coursing through his body.

Silently circulating the "Shangqing Devouring Spirit Record," strands of blood and flesh essence were drawn from their bodies and continuously transformed into a strange energy.

Then, Li Changshou became engrossed in a continuous hunt and devouring. In a short period of time, hundreds of sea monsters and monstrous creatures of varying sizes piled up on the shore.

As the strange energy within him gradually thickened, his body also became stronger and more robust.

While Li Changshou was reveling in his rapidly increasing cultivation level, elsewhere, a change was taking place.

Dongsheng Shenzhou - Aolai Country - Huaguo Mountain Peak.

A ball of black fire rolled in, and the Immortal Ma Yuan stared with eyes as big as copper bells, searching for the stone embryo in Li Changshou's mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as a stone embryo the size of a person, with eight holes and nine orifices, came into view.

A look of surprise appeared on his face. "A stone embryo? It's actually real!"

The black flames flickered and quickly descended, their greedy gazes landing on the stone core.

The stone body is multicolored, with a restrained charm. One can only vaguely see a mysterious energy flowing within it, shrouded in a faint multicolored mist.

The mountaintop was covered with bones, and as Ma Yuan approached, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

A look of horror crossed his eyes; the multicolored mist seemed to contain some kind of eerie power.

Just by getting close, he felt dizzy and disoriented.

He quickly took several steps back, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"How amazing! This thing has clearly communicated with the unorthodox path. It was born innately, contains the five elements, and already has its own way."

"Without breaking through this path, it is impossible to get close."

"It's almost like a treasure that was created from nothing."

"Very well, this is rightfully mine!"

The Immortal Ma Yuan shouted excitedly.

He rubbed his hands and feet together, his eyes darted around, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

A flash of light appeared behind his head, and a rotting, bloody arm stretched out.

This arm contained mysterious and unpredictable power, seemingly capable of imprisoning all things, and pressed down on the five-colored mist with a single palm strike.

The giant hand gripped the five-colored mist and pressed it inward, trying to take it down along with the stone body.

Just then, a Taoist priest appeared silently beside Ma Yuan.

He wore his hair in two topknots, the topknots were jet black, his face was sallow and his body thin with slightly prominent cheekbones, his eyebrows were thin and long, his eyes had a slightly cold look, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, he had a slight mustache, and his mouth had a half-smile. He wore a plain-colored Taoist robe with wide sleeves and a bodhi leaf pattern on the collar and cuffs, and a silk sash around his waist. He was barefoot.

A dark golden halo emanated from his head, shimmering with a faint glow. He held a white bone Bodhi tree branch, upon which seven eerie precious leaves spread, emitting seven colors: deep black, dark green, blood red, pale white, corpse yellow, stiff purple, and ghost blue.

A cold, deep voice rang in Ma Yuan's ears.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment. This item has a connection with the West."

Ma Yuan suddenly stopped, turned his head and saw the strange Taoist priest.

With a sharp shout, he cried out, "Where did this wild Taoist come from, daring to obstruct Ma Yuan, the One Qi Immortal of the Intercepting Sect?"

Ma Yuan couldn't quite figure out the Taoist priest in front of him, so he immediately started to mention his background and identity.

If an ordinary Taoist priest heard this, he would be so frightened that he would wet himself. Even if he had some status, he would have to take his background into consideration.

But the visitor was none other than Zhunti Daoist, one of the two great religious leaders of the West.

His eyes were deep and dark, and a half-smile played on his lips. "So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, it seems you are destined to be connected with the West."

"We will meet again someday; let's go back for now."

With a wave of his hand, the Seven Treasures Tree in the hand of Daoist Zhunti emitted seven divine rays, instantly engulfing the Qi Immortal Ma Yuan.

In the next instant, Ma Yuan disappeared into the darkness.

When he came to his senses, he looked around at the scene and felt completely lost.

He had actually returned to the Skull Mountain Bone Cave.

Just then, a stream of seven-colored light penetrated his primordial spirit and entwined itself deep within it.

The next moment, his memory became a little blurry, and he had forgotten everything that had just happened.

"Huh, how did I get here?"

Ma Yuan looked around with a puzzled expression, completely baffled.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Oh no, it's my turn to collect offerings this year. I have to hurry, Golden Turtle Island is pressing me hard."

They rushed out in a hurry, heading towards the islands that had not yet offered tribute, with Li Changshou's nameless island being their first target.

On an unnamed island.

Li Changshou looked at the corpses of three hundred sea monsters and other creatures and smiled.

"Although I have absorbed the blood and essence of these corpses, the remaining skin, bones, and tendons can still be used to refine them into magical materials."

"That should be enough to get by."

At this moment, Li Changshou looked like a young man, as if he had been reborn, with a layer of shimmering bluish-black light flowing under his skin.

The eerie energy surged forth, transforming into countless hands that reached out to grab the corpses of these demonic beasts and sea monsters.

Puff puff.

Under the influence of the eerie energy, they were skinned, dismembered, and their materials were quickly sorted and piled up.

Looking at the three piles of bloody skin, bones, and tendons stacked like mountains, Li Changshou smiled.

He silently began to practice the "Skin Refining Technique" in the "Shangqing Devouring Spirit Record".

With his hands forming a hand seal, the eerie energy slowly dissipated, and a dark, strange ripple spread out, quickly enveloping the Pishan Mountain before him.

Visibly, all the bloodied skin began to tremble slightly.

Mysterious and unpredictable talismans appeared out of thin air, each skin floating up and constantly shrinking and changing.

Just as he was refining the magical materials, a dark flame was rolling in from the distant sky.