Chapter 11: The Divine Seed of Spiritual Penetration, the Art of Talismans and Seals

  As the first spring thunder boomed between heaven and earth, Chen Jiu felt the surging of the aura of creation and destruction in that endless sky.

  In this instant, there was no selflessness and no desire, no desire and no form, no form and no constancy. The thunder hid its potential, and the natural operation of the heavenly way began to unfold. The vital energy of the heavens became chaotic in an instant, and a thread of life and destruction coexisted with the thunder, following the mysterious energy, responding through the vast expanse, entering Chen Jiu's purple palace, piercing his body.

  The heavenly thunder has passed, but Chen Jiu's cultivation has just begun. The first step in creating the Heavenly Dao is to feel the energy of the heavens, and then slowly use his body to absorb the energy, washing his marrow and cutting his hair.

  Next is waiting for the arrival of spring, when the first thunderbolt explodes.

  This first thunder is different from ordinary thunder, it is the recovery of spring on earth, all things return to their origin, and the revival of vitality, driving away the destruction of winter and autumn, and welcoming the creation of spring and summer.

  This is the manifestation of the Tao, this is the embodiment of the operation of the Tao.

  The entire divine thunderbolt is not something that Zhang Shiyang can withstand, and it even carries the grand momentum of heaven and earth. If he acts recklessly, he will likely be struck to death by the heavenly way.

  Chen Jiu could only rely on the strange and mysterious heavenly way to steal a thread of the essence of lightning, the essence of life and destruction, the core.

  The moment the heavenly thunder entered his body, Chen Jiu's body suddenly became still, his six senses numb, and he felt a vast emptiness, as if he had returned to the beginning of creation, feeling the primordial chaos.

  It was just an illusion brought by the spring thunder, Chen Jiu couldn't return to the chaos, and that spring thunder didn't have the ability to reenact the mystery of chaos, but this faint illusion also made Chen Jiu gain a lot.

  In the midst of life and destruction, the heavenly way of creation still operates at a steady pace, feeling the second step of the heaven and earth's energy mechanism summons thunder, summoning the creative divine thunder that contains both creation and destruction.

  Next is to plant the divine seed, make this spring thunder one of your own seeds, then let the seed take root and sprout, slowly grow up, bloom and bear fruit.

  One year one cycle, when this heavenly thunderbolt grows up, Zhang Shiyang's line of work will also be fulfilled.

  Time flies, it's already March, the breath of spring returning to the earth is very obvious, but Chen Jiuzhen still sits there so calmly and motionless.

  For this month, Chen Jiu has not eaten or drunk, thoroughly abstaining from grains. He utilized the heavenly thunder to cleanse his marrow and cut off his desires for the five grains. The surrounding spiritual energy, the sprouting of plants and trees, and the instant of birth of new life were all slowly converging towards Chen Jiu's body.

  At this time, Chen Jiu's body was already covered with a thick layer of dust, looking like a corpse that had been dried out for millions of years, without any sign of life.

  Perhaps it was the convergence of vitality that made the grass and trees around Chenjiu more lush than elsewhere, occasionally birds would come and perch on Chenjiu's body, chirping incessantly.

  Inside Chen Jiu's body, in a mysterious space, two streams of light, one black and one white, were constantly entwining, interweaving, and dancing, darting back and forth within his body.

  Every time the black and white light flashed around his body, Chen Jiu's body would expel a bit of impurities.

  The air machine between heaven and earth is slowly being taken away by the heavenly way, merging into the constantly flowing black and white two-way flow of light.

  Thousands of loads seemed to have become an instant, as if the breath of heaven and earth had been absorbed to saturation, and the black and white flowing light finally underwent a change. A seemingly illusory sphere was gradually taking shape.

  Black and white two colors gradually mixed, intertwined, then indistinguishable from each other. A mysterious trajectory appeared on the surface of that strange sphere, with numerous symbols that seemed to be filled with great principles constantly intertwining, but those symbols and lines looked very illusory, seeming yet not quite, making it hard for people to see clearly.

  After a long time, Chen Jiu's body trembled slightly, and with the movement of his fingers, his eyelids slowly quivered. A sharp light flashed in Chen Jiu's eyes.

  Looking at the green in front of him, a bit of consciousness gathered in Chen Jiu's eyes, and then he closed his eyes again to introspect his body.

  Looking at that slightly illusory sphere, Chen Jiu's mouth finally revealed a hint of a smile: "Is this the divine seed? However, its appearance isn't very good."

  Looking at this divine seed's appearance, Chen Jiu's first reaction was its market value.

  It looks dull and even a bit vague, the round ball that is one's own spiritual seed, if it weren't for those exceptionally mysterious and ancient lines as well as those strange and inexplicable symbols, Chen Jiu at this moment would have thought that his cultivation had gone off track, or in other words, failed.

  Gently exercising his arms, neck, and pinching his legs, the divine seed of the Heavenly Path circulated throughout his body, as a series of thunderous sounds exploded within Chen Jiu's torso and bloodstream.

  The air and blood began to stir, the numb and stiff body slowly came back to life. Looking at the thick dust, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  But soon Chen Jiu's bitter smile had to stop, because a large piece of dust fell into his mouth.

  "Ptoo" "Ptoo", Chen Jiou spat out the dust in his mouth, gazing at the vast land.

  "I don't even know how many days have passed, and yet there's so much dust accumulated." He casually picked up a handful of grass and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing for a bit before spitting it out.

  "Let's find a place to freshen up first."

  Muttering to himself, Chen Jiu walked towards the distant river.

  This river is an indispensable part of the whole village. All men and women in the village come here to catch fish and have fun whenever they are free.

  The upstream of this river is unknown, but the water source is exceptionally abundant. The river has never been cut off throughout the year, and the fish and shrimp in the river are very delicious, enough for everyone to have a full plate.

  There is no one by the river, nor any children. It must be early spring, and everyone is busy preparing for farming, who would still have the leisure to come here and fish?

  But children without adult supervision are absolutely not allowed to come here alone to catch fish, after all, the child who drowned more than a decade ago is no laughing matter. The power of role models is boundless.

  With a "splash", Chen Jiu jumped into the river, diving straight to the bottom. Soon, a large amount of dirt and sediment floated up to the surface and drifted downstream with the current.

  Chen Jiu's head emerged from the river, with a large shrimp still clutched in his mouth. He opened his mouth wide, and with a flick of his tongue, the shrimp was sucked into his bloody maw.

  The stomach was growling with hunger, which wasn't very pleasant. Although it's said that during this period there were endless plants and trees providing vitality, even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was maintaining its own life. However, at this moment, as soon as the body moved, blood circulation started, and relying solely on the meager spiritual energy to provide just a bit of life energy was far from enough.

  My stomach started growling from the moment I jumped into the water, and it's getting worse.

  River water also absorbs heat and energy from people's bodies.

  Due to the concentrated divine seed, Chen Jiu's sixth sense was particularly keen, and any unusual movement within a radius of ten zhang would not escape his perception.

  Looking at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, Chen Jiu rubbed his belly: "Let's go back and find something to eat, this fish and shrimp are delicious, but after all, I'm not used to that fishy smell".

  The house is at the easternmost part of the village, so no one knows that Chen Jiu has returned. The gate still looks the same as when he left, and it's clear that no one has come here for some time.

  That old rusty lock had been replaced by Chen Jiu long ago, opening the door and looking at the weeds that had just sprouted out of the ground, a thought flashed through his mind: "Fortunately, I came back early, otherwise these weeds would have grown taller again."

  Treading on the soft weeds, Chen Jiu gently pushed open the door. There wasn't much dust inside, and he didn't bother to clean it up. He directly fetched a bucket of water and started scrubbing pots to cook dinner.

  When busy, time flies the fastest. After Chen Jiu finished eating, it was already afternoon. He drank a cup of tea and sat cross-legged on the stone chair in the courtyard again, operating the divine seed. The surrounding spiritual energy slowly gathered towards Chen Jiu, being refined and absorbed by the divine seed. Even the sunlight in the sky didn't escape.

  Sunlight, also known as the essence of the sun.

  The First Heaven has entered the gate, and Chen Jiu has since begun his own cultivation path. The first heaven, a divine ability, feeling the divine ability seed, slowly searching for his own divine ability.

  After a while, Chen Jiu opened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise: "The first divine ability of the Symbolic Technique is actually the Symbolic Technique itself."