The Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Chapter 8: Pure Yang Qi

Late night!

The full moon rises in the east, and the crows are shocked...

Inside the old house, a shadowy figure walked in the shadows of the night.

Under the moonlight, the woman wore a red robe, and the night wind blew her graceful and graceful figure that could not hide her body.

There was a servant next to him, who was slightly shorter in stature, but his eyes were good and he was deft.

"It's a great way to kill you with one move and not hide anything!"

The woman in red walked to the middle of the courtyard, looking at the traces left, her beautiful eyes showing no joy or anger.

"One deadly move? Who else in Ping'an City could kill Qin Jiu with a single move? What kind of power is this?"

The woman in red was indifferent, bending over to reach out, her slender fingers sweeping across the charred marks on the ground.

“Thunder, five thunders hit the summit .. I can't believe that Chen Qinggang has been training in such a way.” The woman in red said indifferently.

"I underestimated it."

“What?” The servant's delicate body trembled slightly, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

For a monster like him, the master of thunder and thunder was simply a disaster, not to mention reaching the "five thunders" realm, when his blood and energy flowed like five thunders, he could not escape.

Such a master did not even need to mobilize talismans, and he did not even need to use the [Inner God War Art], he could slap him to death with a single slap, and there was no tension at all.

“It was said that Chen Qinggang was the weakest among the three main guards, but suddenly he had reached the Five Thunder realm.” The servant looked dignified and worried.

“Although a little more complicated, it is nothing.” The woman in red slowly got up, shook her head, and a cold gaze flashed across her beautiful eyes.

"Right now, the inside of Yuyao Division was empty, and only Chen Qinggang was in charge. An opportunity like this is a rare opportunity, and it has to be."

"Miss, don't you want to." said the waiter in surprise.

“I will visit Yu Yaosi directly at night, and I might be able to remove the seal.” The face of the red-clothed woman emitted a stern expression.

When the servant heard this, his face turned pale.

"Miss, this matter is very important, do you want to report to the leader?"

"No need!" The woman in red shook her head.

The waiter hesitated to speak, but eventually refrained.

"Go back first." The woman in red raised her hand to signal.

The servant nodded, turned around, the demonic energy disappeared, a human figure scattered, a gray fox jumped out, rushed out of the courtyard, and disappeared into the vast darkness.

The woman in red looked behind the distant one and jumped.

Demonic energy surged like red flames, and a red fox came out from the disappointed human figure.

Its fur was shiny like brocade, and its long tail was like a flame that was extremely eye-catching under the moonlight.

The red-haired fox climbed up the courtyard wall and ran into the alley.

Inside the house, the lights are still on.

Through the gap at the edge of the window, you could see a skinny scholar, wearing a long dress and reading at night in candlelight.

The red-haired fox was lying on the courtyard wall, looking at the book under the light, a soft color appeared in his eyes.

Two years ago, he was robbed while training, seriously injured, and died in the mountains.

It was this scholar who picked him up and took care of him day and night.

From then on, he would always come and watch from afar in the middle of the night, just by looking at it looked extremely calming.

"imm?"

At this moment, the scholar suddenly lifted his head and looked out the window, just in time to meet the red-haired fox.

The first one was slightly stunned, then showed a joyous expression, thinking he was beckoning.

The red-haired fox hesitated for a while, but still ran.

The book opened the door, bowed and rubbed the fox's head.

“Little change, have you come to see me?” The scholar said with a smile.

"The wise say that the crow feeds back and the sheep kneels for milk. I'm not expecting you, little fox, to know how to be grateful. You seem to have a spiritual connection. " The scholar was overjoyed and could not help but hug the fox.

The red-skinned fox narrowed its eyes and drilled into the arms of the scholar very obediently.

Returning home, the scholar hugged the fox and continued reading.

One person and one fox, hugging each other in this silent night, conveyed warmth.

…

A high-level evil-level monster, he had been in Yuyao Division for two years, and he had only seen it once.

He could not wait to offer sacrifices to the ancestors.

Impossible, his greatest advantage was that he respected a devoted teacher.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and a drop of blood spurted out, landing on the corpse of the fox demon.

[Sacrificing the fox demon to obtain pure Yang Qi]

A mechanical voice echoed in Zhou Dao's mind.

Immediately after, a red cloud of Danxia Qi descended and floated in front of Zhou Dao.

The air flow was like a newborn sun, emitting a warm gleam, rolling like fire.

“Yang Pure Qi? What the fuck... I made a lot of money this time!” Zhou Dao's eyes widened.

This was a sacred artifact for cultivation, and he only saw the records in Taoist books.

According to legend, in ancient times, only a great supernatural power could extract pure Yang energy from the spirits of heaven, earth, and everything. Currently, there was no such magical power in the world.

How valuable is pure energy?

"The Book of Taoism" says: "The ordinary people guard their minds and purify the spirit of yin, and the eternal source of life is the pure."

This meant that the human essence belonged to the Yin god, with shadows and intangible objects.

In the understanding of the wise traveler, consciousness and body are separated, and consciousness is raised first, and then there is action.

For example, I was thirsty and wanted to drink water, so I got up to pick up a cup of tea.

But if there is no physical body, this idea of mine cannot be realized at all and come true.

Therefore, the human essence belonged to the yin gods, with shadows and intangible objects, and they only used their flesh and blood to cultivate.

Meat was a cultivation tool, and a boat that crossed the gods.

The ultimate goal is to cultivate the pure god of the yin god and turn the virtual into real.

Therefore, the Book of Dao has a good saying about practice:

The tortoise pulled the qi to the spiritual root, breathed in the room into the danchen, the human ate five grains, and I cultivated Taiyin to transform into Yangshen.

The so-called spiritual roots are the twelve channels hidden within the human body.

Only when opened can it be considered as a spiritual root, one can swallow medicinal pills, run them in the Dantian life house, store the majestic medicinal power with blood vessels, change blood and qi, and nurture yin. and that.

From then on, you can actually start on the path of cultivation.

The so-called people take food as their paradise.

Humans eat five grains to feed their flesh and blood.

Practitioners, on the other hand, eat pills to assure qi, nourish blood qi, nourish yin and produce yang.

The direction and essence of the evolution of life began to differ.

But it is very difficult to cultivate pure Yang power.

The human body was a cauldron, and it needed to be extracted bit by bit from the great medicine.

Zhou Dao sacrificed and obtained so many treasures, and it was only able to reach the seven transformations of the refining realm, and there was only a hint of pure Yang power in his blood.

As for the others, it was even more difficult to reach this step.

This showed how precious pure Yang Qi was.

The ancients said that the gods who ate qi were immortals, so it was pure qi.

“Tsk tsk, good stuff!” Zhou Dao's eyes sparkled, like a ferret that became an essence, and he couldn't wait to swallow the pure Yang energy and refine it.

Pure energy entered his body and turned into a warm current, like a flood that blew up a dike, rushed towards his limbs and bones, and then followed the twelve veins, into his dantian, it flowed through the internal organs, and reached the Tianling treasure cave...

rumbles...

In an instant, the blood on Zhou Dao's body fell down like a boil, making a deafening sound.

His breathing became more and more spacious, and his spirit was full of energy, and he moved Zhou Tian.

bang bang's...

Just to hear the loud "fifteen" sound, like the rolling spring thunder, burst out.

"Fifteen thunder! What the fuck! "Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but growl.