Chapter 1160: Signs of Vision

Above a valley filled with dense magic fog, a sharp sound of flying through the wind suddenly sounded, and then colorful clouds gathered, and a figure standing in the clouds appeared out of thin air, with an aura that was unrivaled in all directions, as if a true immortal had descended to the world.

As the figure fell, several restrictions were released at will, and this place immediately became a place isolated from the world.

The figure that suddenly appeared was Ye Chunyang!

It was half a month after he left the Meteorite Sect.

After discussing with Yu Wanqing that day, Ye Chunyang decided to keep Lu Mo, and Yu Wanqing treated Lu Mo as a personal disciple because of her relationship with him, and immediately took him to the place where the Empty Spirit Art was collected to teach him.

In this way, Ye Chunyang left with peace of mind.

However, he did not leave the Demon Abyss, but lingered here for several days, and finally found this place with dense magic energy to settle down.

To be precise, there is not only simple magic energy here, but also countless Yellow Springs magic energy is growing. Ye Chunyang specifically found this place to practice the Demon Tempering Technique.

After sensing the surroundings, Ye Chunyang was secretly satisfied. The Yellow Springs demonic energy here was even stronger than the underground ancient cave that Yuan Zhouzi had found back then. It seemed safer to practice the Demon Tempering Technique.

After a brief pause, he sat down cross-legged, and light and shadow flashed behind him, and Xiaobao appeared.

After so many years of tempering, the second Yuanshen in Xiaobao's body was no longer inferior to him. It could be said that he was another independent existence.

Ye Chunyang handed him the scroll of the Demon Tempering Technique and said, "Since the last ascended cultivator in Xuanhuang Mountain tens of thousands of years ago, no one in the human world has been able to advance to the God Transformation Stage. This time we will split into two groups."

"I am you, and you are me. As long as one of us can successfully advance, the other will also break through together under the guidance of the origin." Xiaobao smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged on the opposite side.

"To practice the Demon Tempering Technique, you need to draw the Yellow Springs Demonic Qi into your body. This Qi is extremely evil and must be counterbalanced by other forces. Take these twenty-eight flying swords as well. When practicing this method, use the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Power to assist in your practice."

Ye Chunyang pointed his finger, and the twenty-eight flying swords disappeared into Xiaobao's body.

Originally, he practiced a total of eighty-one flying swords, forming a complete Great Thousand Sword Formation. Unfortunately, most of the flying swords were taken away by the Saint King of the Demon Realm during the fierce battle with him. However, with the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Power in the flying swords restraining the demonic Qi, it should be enough to counterbalance the Yellow Springs Demonic Qi.

After taking the twenty-eight flying swords into his body, Xiaobao immediately flashed with magic light, and strange inscriptions appeared on his body surface, as if it was about to crack at any time.

Ye Chunyang was not surprised by this. Such a scene was a sign of activating the Demon Tempering Technique, and Yuan Zhouzi was also like this back then.

However, because of the same origin, when Xiaobao activated the Demon Tempering Technique, Ye Chunyang also felt a burst of tingling in his body. Fortunately, this secret technique was led by Xiaobao, and most of the severe pain was concentrated on him, while the main body was relatively weakened.

"The reason why Yuan Zhouzi failed to perform this secret technique was mostly because the human world lacked innate spiritual energy. Now that I have the innate spiritual energy injected by Luo'er in my body, Xiaobao should be more successful in tempering his body with this method, right?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the changes that occurred after Xiaobao activated the Demon Tempering Technique and murmured in his heart.

In fact, using the Demon Tempering Technique to draw the Yellow Spring Demon Qi into the body for cultivation is an extremely dangerous move, which can be seen from Yuan Zhouzi's failure that year. However, Yuan Zhouzi did not have innate spiritual energy at that time, so failure was inevitable. Ye Chunyang was different from him. Now he has greater confidence.

Everything was ready. Ye Chunyang immediately let Xiaobao practice on his own, while he sat cross-legged opposite and slowly took out a jade bottle.

The bottle contained the Huashen Pill, which was now completely cooled, and the true fire in the pill was completely extinguished.

Looking at the Huashen Pill floating in the bottle, Ye Chunyang was silent for a long time and then opened the bottle cap without hesitation to let the pill fly out, and then opened his mouth to swallow it.

At the same time, the seal on the innate spiritual energy in his body that had existed for a long time began to loosen under the impact of his magic power!

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Time passed like a white horse, and hundreds of years passed, the sun and the moon changed, and the day and night rose and fell.

In the world of immortal cultivation, people are up and down, and everyone is striving for immortality. Over the past few hundred years, many talented people have emerged and become famous, and countless people have turned into a pile of weeds in the ruthless years.

Years passed, and time flew by in the blink of an eye.

In the southwest of Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, near the sea, there is a small town called "Mingshan". There is a mountain outside the town, and there is a temple on the mountain. The temple is not inhabited by an old monk, but by an old Taoist priest with a white beard and several immature Taoist children.

Several people had no magical powers and were obviously not immortal cultivators, but they looked like masters who were detached and had a keen insight into the future.

Even if they were not immortal cultivators, they should not live in a temple with this kind of attire, but at this time, a group of people were kneeling around the temple, holding strange things that looked like ghost paintings, or holding incense burners and lighting a few incense sticks in the burner.

Everyone looked pious, and their eyes looked at the old Taoist priest with even more respect.

"Everyone, your prayers have been received by this great immortal. This great immortal can open the altar to fulfill your wishes!" The old Taoist priest raised his hand and said loudly to the people kneeling outside the temple.

"Great Immortal, you have great magical powers. Please cast a spell to bring rain to us!"

"In the past few years, there have been either consecutive years of drought or consecutive years of heavy rain, and fierce tigers and ferocious beasts have often appeared in the world. Please show your magical powers and help us quell the disaster!"

"Please cast a spell!"

"..."

As soon as the old Taoist priest said this, the crowd immediately boiled.

"There is no problem with casting a spell, but... this is not an ordinary thing. Even if I have some spiritual skills and can ask the heaven to rain and bless all living beings, it is inevitable that I will lose some of my true energy..." The old Taoist looked at the crowd, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, immortal, this is our little gift. As long as it rains smoothly, we will give you another reward."

"Yes, yes, immortal, you are very good at magic. We beg you to help us pray to the heaven!"

The crowd either took out white silver or stacked a thick stack of silver bills and respectfully sent them into the temple.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up when he saw this.

It is said that strange things have happened frequently in recent years, and there are often natural disasters and man-made disasters. The people are suffering. However, this has become an opportunity for these "outsiders" to make a fortune. Occasionally, they say a few "heavenly secrets" and "Taoist mantras" that ordinary people can't understand, and a huge source of wealth will come rolling in.

"Well, since you are so pious, I don't mind losing some of my true energy. I will start a ritual for you now!"

"Come on! Prepare the instruments!"

The old Taoist priest gave the order slowly.

Upon hearing the sound, several young Taoist children hurriedly prepared all the instruments, and built a high platform in the square outside the temple, and respectfully invited the old Taoist priest to go up.

The people looked up at him in reverence, full of expectations.

The old Taoist priest dusted off the dust on his sleeves, cleared his throat twice, waved the whisk in his hand, and walked to the high platform in a grand manner.

There were several objects on the altar in front of the platform, including a piece of talisman paper, a peach wood sword, a purple gold copper bell, and a bowl filled with cinnabar, which looked like a master performing a ritual.

The sun was high in the sky, and because of the drought for several years, the air had long been hot as fire. People were already wearing thin clothes, but the old Taoist priest didn't feel anything different at all, and wrapped himself in a flowing robe.

Little did he know that when he stepped onto the high platform, he was like a duck in a roasting oven, sweating profusely.

But in order to maintain his demeanor, he gritted his teeth and endured it, not letting others notice it.

After calming down, he suddenly shouted, grabbed the peach wood sword and pierced the talisman paper, and shook the purple gold copper bell, chanting strange words in his mouth. Listening carefully, it seemed to be Taoist spells such as "Hurry up and do it", "Wind and Fire, Heaven and Earth Travel".

Everyone held their breath and watched the old Taoist perform the ritual without blinking, and their hearts became more and more respectful.

I don't know if this "great immortal" is really powerful or something else. When the copper bell rang and the peach wood sword was waved, there was a rumbling sound in the sky. The clear sky was suddenly filled with clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed out from it, which seemed to be a sign of heavy rain!

When the people saw this scene, they were suddenly overjoyed and bowed down to the old Taoist priest.

Little did he know that the old Taoist priest was actually extremely shocked at this moment!

"Strange, how come the spell really worked today? Could it be that God has opened his eyes?"

The old Taoist priest looked at the thunder in the sky, and his face was very strange.

He was not a hermit at all. Before he put on this Taoist robe, he was just a bandit who robbed and looted houses. It was just that disasters continued in recent years and the people had no harvest. Seeing that he could no longer do the bandit business, he thought of pretending to be a Taoist priest to cheat for food and drink.

Let alone the magical spells of calling the wind and rain, he didn't even know the basic interpretation of the hexagrams. So where did the dark clouds and thunder come from?

The old Taoist priest was in doubt, but he glanced at the people kneeling under the stage and laughed in his heart.

No matter what the reason was, this rain came at the right time. He only needed to pretend to make a fortune and make a lot of money again.

Thinking so, the old Taoist priest recited the "Taoist spell" more vigorously.

As time went by, the dark clouds in the sky became denser and denser, and the thunder in the clouds became more violent. Soon, a heavy rain really fell. The people who had suffered from drought for a long time were ecstatic to see this scene.

But somehow, after the heavy rain, the grass and trees in the surrounding mountains and forests withered instantly, as if all the vitality was taken away at once, and the whole world was gray.

At this time, everyone clearly saw that when the grass and trees withered, a stream of dragon-like airflow gathered and suddenly rushed in a certain direction after circling in the air for several times.

The old Taoist priest was also shocked by this.

But before he could come to his senses, his expression suddenly changed. He saw a bucket-sized thunder rushing in from the sky, and it happened to fall on his high platform.

"Ah!"

The old Taoist priest did not expect the accident to come at all. He screamed in horror, but it soon stopped, and he was struck into slag by lightning on the spot.