Chapter 106: The Eight Extremes Enter the Devil's Gourd, Devouring and Self-Generating (Vote Requested)

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  One hundred thousand dark troops had just taken their positions when a powerful suction force emerged from the Eight Trigrams Formation. This suction force was like an ever-expanding whirlpool, directly pulling the heavens and earth into its vortex!

  A flying bird, with a mournful cry, flew directly over the Eight Trigrams formation. At that instant, the suction force pulled the bird down from the void. The frightened bird flapped its wings desperately, but in an instant, it disappeared into the swirling suction force!

  Faced with the mournful cry of the flying bird, Yi Chu was not moved in the slightest. On the battlefield, she had long since tempered her heart into steel, and as she delved deeper into the study of the Congealed Blood Technique, her mind became increasingly apathetic.

  Heaven produces creatures, originally it is survival of the fittest, the superior survive and the inferior are eliminated.

  As the flying birds disappeared, a huge whirlpool above the hundred-meter-high sky, with strong suction power, sucked a floating cloud into the whirlpool!

  Yi Chu, who thought he had found the source of the Bagua formation's power, shook the black gourd slightly, and the 100,000 dark soldiers disappeared instantly without a trace.

  Yi Chu held the gourd and aimed its mouth at one of the eight giant stones, saying "收" (receive). A vigorous suction force emerged from the gourd, drawing in grass, rocks, dust, and debris, which flew towards the black mouth of the gourd. However, the giant stone remained motionless!

  You don't come in, then I'll walk closer to you. Yi Chu, who had made up his mind, held the black gourd with one hand and slowly walked towards the giant stone, and the suction force emanating from the gourd also grew stronger.

  In the black gourd, 100,000 dark troops were arranged in the Eight Trigrams Formation. The suction force emanating from the mouth of the gourd grew stronger and stronger.

  Getting closer and closer!

  In the midst of Yichu's impatient movements, he had already arrived beside this giant stone, but unfortunately, this giant stone didn't respond at all. Just as Yichu was about to place the gourd near the giant stone, a sudden voice came from within the stone.

  Arrival!

  This single word "Lin" was like the mighty Huang Zhong Da Lü, powerfully stirring up Yi Chu's eardrums and heart. The true energy within his body was even more so under the shock of this word "Lin", constantly roaming around inside him. If Yi Chu hadn't already reached the realm of unity with the divine, perhaps just this one word "Lin" would have been enough to make Yi Chu's head spin dizzily.

  The suction force in the black gourd also disappeared without a trace. The 100,000-strong dark troops were even more disheveled and chaotic inside the gourd.

  Yi Chu didn't pay attention to the black gourd, but instead sat cross-legged on the giant stone that made a sound, motionless and silent. His heart was completely immersed in the realization of the word "Lin" from just now!

  In the vast and mysterious wilderness, dusk fell, all sounds ceased, and there was not a single sound left. The endless darkness gradually shrouded the entire sky. Yi Chu's heart also sank into this boundless darkness.

  The sun and moon revolved, the Dipper turned and the stars shifted. When the first glimmer of light slowly emerged from the end of the sky, Yi Chu suddenly opened his eyes, and a word "Lin" was spat out of his mouth.

  Arrival!

  At the moment this word was spoken, everything within a radius of ten zhang seemed to have come to a standstill. Even the first wisps of dawn at the horizon appeared to have paused for an instant.

  Feeling the power of this temporary word, Yi Chu's heart was filled with secret joy. He felt like a martial arts master hiding in a secret room to practice, with a mysterious book on his left and a precious manual on his right. The wind and water rose, but not a drop leaked out, until the day of the Huashan sword debate, when he would suddenly reveal his shocking move and win unexpectedly!

  Although, Yi Chu knew that his understanding of this temporary word was only a small part, but what he gained from this small part allowed him to see hope.

  Yi Chu lived beside the giant stone, and every day he would surround these eight giant stones to experiment. As for other giant stones, Yi Chu used black gourds to constantly test them. Unfortunately, the other stones were not affected at all, and Yi Chu's experiments ended in failure one after another.

  Yi Chu stood on the giant stone, let out a low growl at the small beast that quickly ran past his side, and the small beast instantly fell to the ground, looking like it had fainted. Yi Chu ignored the small beast and floated down from the giant stone.

  For three months, apart from the temporary character, Yi Chu had nothing to gain from the giant stone. However, after three months of cultivation, his cultivation had reached the peak of the combined spirit, which was also the first realm of cultivating the great perfection of refining essence into energy.

  Refining the essence and transforming the energy is what ordinary martial artists do. Only by breaking through refining the essence and transforming the energy, entering refining the energy and transforming the spirit, can one become a true cultivator. To enter the realm of refining the energy and transforming the spirit, the first hurdle to overcome is transformation, merging the true energy on one's body with the immortal root and transforming it into one's own true energy.

  The innate true energy is formed, and then the path of cultivating immortality is stepped on. To transform the innate true energy, one needs to have a immortal root. Some practitioners who do not have an immortal root can be as talented and admired as they may, but can only get stuck at the stage of cultivating the innate true energy, sighing in admiration, and ultimately being buried in the yellow earth.

  In the past two months, Yi Chu, who had reached the peak of refining his Qi, had tried to cultivate his Pre-Heavenly True Qi using his own method, but he hadn't succeeded once. It was precisely this month's experiment that made him deeply aware of the importance of his Xian Gen (Immortal Root).

  The path of immortality, the first priority is the immortal root. However, people with immortal roots are always countable, while those without immortal roots are the majority. All the astonishing and enviable people are precisely because they don't have immortal roots, yet they are unwilling to be ordinary, so they blaze their own trails and walk out of different cultivation paths that are not common.

  Mó Mén, is precisely the general term for these bypaths.

  The first method is to plunder the Xian Gen. Take away the Xian Gen of those who are about to enter the realm of Lian Qi Hua Shen, and then use their Xian Gen to practice Lian Qi Hua Shen. This was the first method thought up by a powerful demon in ancient times. However, with the appearance of this method, all disciples of the Xian Men who reached the peak of Lian Jing Hua Qi and wanted to undergo heavenly transformation would generally no longer appear.

  Apart from the first method, there is another way to cultivate Xiantian True Qi by absorbing a type of demonic energy that was discovered by the ancient powerful beings of the Demonic Sect in the distant past. This method involves forcibly converting one's true energy into Xiantian True Qi through the absorption of this demonic energy. The main reason why the Demonic Sect can grow and develop is largely due to this method, however, the biggest obstacle with this method is that its success rate is too low.

  Ten does not store one, is the greatest embodiment of this method.

  Mengmen disciples, with teachings but no classes. The origin of these four words is precisely because of this method. Because the number of people who have achieved innate talent through absorbing demonic energy is extremely small, the powerful masters of Mengmen can only increase the number of their disciples to maintain the sect's strength. If one in ten disciples can achieve innate talent, then they will take in over a hundred more disciples, and the success rate will greatly increase accordingly.

  The path of destiny, nine deaths and one life, but it's just nine deaths and one life. Yi Chu still wants to rush up and fight till the end! Looking at those eight familiar giant stones for the last time, Yi Chu didn't look back and headed towards Red Blood Mountain.