Capítulo 1083: Chapter 121: 89 Mysterious Skills
When your cultivation is successful, then you can return.
However, while he was resting with his eyes closed, he couldn’t help but pay attention to what the surrounding creatures were saying.
There were a few things ntioned by those people that left him sowhat puzzled.
For example, where is the Divine Land, taking over a thousand years to get here, and the Daoist called Venerable who has held over ten gatherings, etc.
All of these made him rather curious.
“A single gathering lasts over a million years, more than ten tis would be over ten million years, what kind of Great Power can live that long?”
As Chen Yi pondered these things, he heard a low voice from a creature nearby:
“The great calamity approaches. We haven’t escaped from the myriad realms, so we will always be those who undergo tribulation, only those like the Venerable can avoid it.”
“Hard to say. It’s said this calamity might involve the Great Power of Saints, but who knows if that’s just scaremongering.”
“Surely it is so. Saints are immortal, an eternal truth, cultivating alongside the Dao, how could they undergo tribulation just like that? In my view, it’s nothing but the jest of those with shallow cultivation.”
“Perhaps… ”
A great calamity?
What kind of great calamity could sweep up so many?
Including such powerful cultivators who can live for millions of years?
Chen Yi listened to the conversations around him, and unknowingly, his Heart God Perception spread out. Even without carefully sensing and probing the other creatures, he could sense the aura of divine power from them.
Each of them was astoundingly powerful.
Compared to them, everyone here seed not much different from Daoist Zhao Tianhe, being Great Powers of the Divine Power Ninth Realm.
Their cultivation was mostly above the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Compared to these beings, Chen Yi’s own cultivation, just entering the Heavenly Immortal Realm, was not noteworthy.
Among them were many whose cultivation far exceeded his, and his Heart God Perception would rebound back as if it hit a wall upon approaching them.
So were even like needles, leaving a pit on the tendrils of his perception, causing his head to ache.
Realizing this, Chen Yi couldn’t help but grimace. “What kind of place has the system sent to? Why does it feel like Heavenly Immortals are everywhere, and they are as common as dogs?”
He knew that, though his cultivation wasn’t extrely high, at Taizhou Mountain, it surpassed ninety percent of the cultivators.
Even in powerful realms like Sword Dao Heaven or the Demon Realm, there were only a few cultivators who reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, mostly being the ancestor-level beings of their respective realms.
Yet here, in a venue said to have over a million creatures, they were considered insignificant…
“It’s fortunate I wasn’t born into such a world, otherwise, I’d be lucky to descend the mountain at sixty, let alone travel the world at six.”
Thinking this, Chen Yi ceased to listen further to the idle chatter of the creatures around him, collecting his Heart Spirit and sinking into cultivation.
Recalling the content the Daoist discussed earlier…
Hmm?
After a mont’s recollection, Chen Yi found himself perplexed, as if so force was blocking him.
While trying to recall, he found himself unable to rember the content of the scriptures.
To be precise, apart from the profoundness of the Divine Power of Undying and Undying, only a vague impression of the scriptures remained in his mind.
Without grasping the thod or the principles.
“No wonder they have to preach again. If everyone is in this situation, then it’s really a case of ‘missing this village ans missing this shop’.”
Chen Yi glanced around, sighed slightly in his heart, and stopped thinking about it, focusing wholeheartedly on cultivating the Divine Power of Undying and Undying.
At present, this newly practiced divine power technique was only at the first realm, allowing him to restore his physical body four tis in a short period.
There was still much room for improvent.
As Chen Yi began his cultivation, the surrounding creatures, after brief rest and idle chatting, also began to sit cross-legged on their mats and cultivate.
Even those who hadn’t comprehended a divine power technique from the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique were cultivating their own thods here.
In all shapes and forms.
Clearly, Chen Yi stopped paying attention to this; even if there were so infinitely wondrous thods among them, he wouldn’t delve into them since they weren’t his.
In the days that followed.
When Chen Yi got tired, he would take a break, look around, listen to their idle talk, forming a vague impression of the situation here.
When thirsty, he would take out so liquor from his Storage Magic Device.
Although he desired good wine, most people in this venue wouldn’t speak up.
When hungry, he would satisfy his hunger with fruits.
The days weren’t quite dull and tedious.
After all, to Chen Yi, the people and things here were relatively fresh, preventing him from feeling bored or uninterested.
Soon, ten thousand years passed.
On the stage ahead, the large-frad Daoist appeared once more.
A black-robed child struck a gong, and the sound echoed everywhere: “The gathering continues, no noise allowed.”
Consequently, everyone awakened from their cultivation, focusing intently on the front.
Chen Yi was no exception.
Ten thousand years had passed, and his Divine Power of Undying and Undying had been cultivated to the sixth realm.
Compared to his ti in the outside world, his progress was not slow.
But here, ten thousand years flew by like a fleeting mont, passing in the blink of an eye.
Not only did ti pass quickly, but Chen Yi didn’t feel his Heart Spirit growing old, and his body was the sa.
Presumably, it was the ‘mountain-in-ti-stands-still’ situation.
Then, the Daoist continued explaining the scriptures as before, detailing the wondrous thods and uses of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.
This ti, Chen Yi didn’t start by exploring the surroundings as he did initially, instead focusing from the start, chanting along with the Daoist.
“Imagine the collapse of the galaxy, stardust as the mother. Comprehend the rotation of the four symbols, the five elents as the father.
When the mind moves: the liver wood rests the Azure Luan, the lung tal sounds with weapons. A drop of blood hides an ocean’s roar, a half-strand of hair ties to the peak of Taizhou Mountain.
The body is the universe, the mind is creation—”
It’s unclear how much ti passed before Chen Yi heard a voice next to his ear:
“At forty-six, already at the mid-stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, you have successfully cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and obtained the 72 Transformations.”
Only then did he realize he had transford into a giant black and white tiger.
Seated cross-legged on the mat like a human, forming a tiger seal with his hands.
Clearly a humanoid White Tiger.
Before Chen Yi could examine his condition, the black-robed child reappeared, handing him a tray.
Without hesitation, Chen Yi lifted the red cloth, took out the elixir inside, and swallowed it.
“At forty-six, already at the mid-stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, you received the Dao’s protector child’s gift – the Nine Apertures Mysterious Elixir, Reward: 20 Counterattack Points.”
“Nine Apertures Mysterious Elixir: After taking the elixir and activating the 72 Transformations, what was transford will awaken its source True Spirit.”
With this voice erging, Chen Yi felt that the White Tiger he had transford into, under the effect of this elixir, underwent so extraordinary transformations.
The external body shrank by two circles, seeming less rugged and more agile.
Its fur beca more lustrous, each strand appearing to be composed of spiritual energy, constantly absorbing nature’s spiritual energy.
Simultaneously, within him, whether the altar or the group of palaces, all underwent astonishing changes.
The entire altar doubled in size, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Vermilion Bird, originally standing atop the altar, were distributed to the four directions, each forming an altar, guarding the increasingly towering central altar.
The nature’s spiritual energy being absorbed was much more vigorous than before, continually transforming into divine skills and divine intent.
Only now, the transford divine intent did not focus solely on Sword Dao but split into four parts—Sword Dao, Innurable Miles, Divine Power of Undying and Undying, 72 Transformations.
And in his ntal palace, as the divine intent flowed from the altar, two more figures appeared beneath the White Tiger’s feet on the three stars in the sky.
Besides the previous Golden Armored Warrior, a new figure draped in black armor appeared as an Ape Demon, and another was an oddly shaped fish—like a whale, heavy-headed and light-footed.
Everything happened too quickly.
Chen Yi could only quickly survey with a rough glance, then swiftly regained his Heart Spirit, continuing to chant with the Daoist.
With thirty-two thousand years yet to pass, he had already mastered the 72 Transformations divine skill, so he decided to use the remaining ti to hone the final divine power.
It was then that the Daoist asked, “Can your Heart Spirit leave endless solitude for ten thousand years?”
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