Chapter 97: The Heart of Revenge (Part 2)

  An Jia and her sister were shocked, their eyes wide with amazement after listening to him finish speaking.

  An Yuwan sighed: "Xiao Gege, you are really... fearless, you actually dare to attack a cultivator, it's really..."

  Xiao Ziyang let out a bitter laugh, "At that time, I didn't believe in the existence of cultivators at all, and how would I have known about their ferocity? If it were now, even if I had already cultivated to the peak of martial arts, if I discovered the tracks of a cultivator, I'm afraid I would have fled in advance."

  Xiao Ziyang changed the subject: "By the way, there's a rumor in the Jianghu that the six major sects are actually the forces of the Xianmen in the mortal world. I wonder if this rumor is true."

  An Yu Rong said: "It's true, it is said that the Xiliang country's Xiuxian world has six major sects, with a history of thousands of years, and they are extremely powerful. The six major sects in the Jianghu, are actually the representatives of these six sects stationed in the mortal world."

  Xiao Ziyang chatted with An Jia sisters for half a day, suddenly turned his head and found Er Zhu staring at the inherited treasure mirror in his hand, wanting to speak but hesitating. Xiao Ziyang laughed and aimed the treasure mirror at Er Zhu, inputting true energy, and a somewhat messy green rainbow appeared above his head.

  "Wood spirit root, I don't know what grade it is." An Yurong said, then hurriedly flipped open the "Five Elements Dao Technique Initial Explanation" to read about the description of the spiritual root quality. After a while, she looked at the green rainbow on top of the two pillars for half a day, then said: "It should be an eighth-grade wood spirit root. Looking at this impure and mixed green rainbow, it should be a human spirit root."

  An Yuwen sighed and said, "The Second Pillar has such a spiritual root. Although in the early stages of cultivation, he is not as good as us sisters, but after reaching the sixth layer of Qi Refining, he will gradually surpass us. If there is an opportunity, he still has a chance to build his foundation. Alas, unlike us sisters."

  Xiao Ziyang smiled and said, "Alright, whether or not you can build a foundation, worry about it when you reach the 9th layer of Qi Refining. For now, focus on cultivating. I plan to condense my law as soon as possible, and once I make some progress, I'll immediately head back home for a trip; so starting tomorrow, I'll be in closed-door cultivation again."

  Xiao Dage said, "The path to immortality is long and winding, let us strive for it together!" An Yuxiang nodded in agreement.

  The next day, Xiao Ziyang returned to the mountain top wooden house and began another closed-door meditation.

  Two months later, on a pitch-black night, a cyan light rose from Cangshan Village.

  Xiao Ziyang stood on the flying boat, gazing down at the vast and prosperous Fuyu Lake under the moonlight, and the distant Nanba County city hidden among the mountains, which was faintly visible. His heart couldn't help but fill with excitement. Since Xiao Ziyang first heard about the existence of cultivators in this world, he had dreamed of this moment when he would soar through the skies.

  Xiao Ziyang's closed-door meditation was extremely successful, and in less than two months, he had condensed the true energy and divine thoughts within his body into magical powers.

  The true energy that originally filled the dantian like a stone, after condensing into magical power, transformed into a small ball the size of a thumb. If you want to expand this ball of magical power, either cross the induction port and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. At that time, it only takes more than half a year to fill the dantian with magical power.

  Or like the Qi Nourishing period, rely on the spiritual root to naturally absorb spiritual energy, and then transport the Dharma power in the meridians of the body through the Small Heavenly Cycle, collecting these spiritual energies.

  The latter method, if you want to fill the dantian, may take decades of grinding work. Therefore, cultivators who have reached the realm of condensation mostly go out and travel, hoping to gain a breakthrough opportunity, only those who have given up hope of crossing the threshold of sensation will use the second method to slowly temper themselves.

  Xiao Ziyang's flying boat at this time was one of the six magical instruments he had obtained in Mount Ling Tianmo Villa.

  When Xiao Ziyang condensed his first strand of spiritual energy, he couldn't wait to try and input it into the two storage bags he had obtained that day. To his surprise, opening these storage bags was incredibly simple.

  By putting his spiritual power into the bag, Xiao Ziyang could clearly sense the things inside the bag.

  Just focus your attention on what you want to take out, and as soon as you think about it, the object will automatically fly out.

  When putting things in, just quickly input the magic into the bag, and then the mouth of the bag will spray out a ray of light. As long as the owner's mind moves, the things scanned by the light will be sucked into the bag.

  This storage bag is quite magical, it looks like a palm-sized object on the surface, but inside there is a space of several square feet.

  The things in these two storage bags made Xiao Ziyang somewhat disappointed.

  In Na Xiu's storage bag, there was only one jade slip, two command tokens, a few bottles of elixirs, several stacks of talismans, a small bag of spirit stones, and not even an extra magical instrument.

  What disappointed Xiao Tuo the most was that this person possessed a Ling Stone mine, yet there were less than a hundred Ling Stones in that small bag!

  One of the two tokens, which looks dark and black, can't tell what material it is made of. The front side has a skull with a strange smile carved on it; the back side has two lines of words, the top line says "Bing one hundred thirty-eight" and the bottom line only has two characters "Bi Chen".

  Another token is entirely green, three inches in size, with nine dragons flying and rolling in the clouds on its front side, and the words "Nine Dragon Token" are engraved on the back side.

  Xiao Ziyang learned from An Jia sisters that in the Xiuzhen world, only the most basic cultivation classics are recorded in books, while slightly more advanced classics and techniques are stored on jade slips.

  This jade slip is extremely mysterious, as long as the cultivator inserts his divine thoughts or magical powers into it.

  Xiao Ziyang tried to infuse his magical powers into the jade slip, and instantly a classic titled "Canghun's Brush Record" appeared in his mind.

  The magic of this jade slip far exceeded his imagination, where not only texts could be stored, but also images and movements, as if they were seen in person.

  "The Warehouse Soul Records" does not contain cultivation methods, but records the refining methods of dozens of magical instruments.

  Xiao Ziyang saw the method of refining the magic instrument called "Nine Sons Magic Baby" used by Hong Pao Xie Xiu in this book. After reading it, he finally understood why the Qingyangmen Taoist was so angry when he saw the Nine Sons Magic Baby that day.

  The nine-son devil infant's sacrificial ritual is indeed sinister, cruel and terrifying, making one's hair stand on end.

  To cultivate this method, first find a woman with a yin physique, then take her to a place with dense yin energy. At the hour of zi when yin energy is at its strongest, **with her** and make her pregnant. Once it's confirmed that she's pregnant, begin using every means possible to torment her, filling her heart with resentment and bitterness. At the same time, feed her secret medicine every day to cultivate the fetus in her womb.

  Wait until the end of the tenth month of pregnancy, then use a secret method to transfer all the mother's vital energy into the fetus. After that, cut open the mother's abdomen and take out the fetus.

  After the child is born, if it's a daughter, abandon her; if it's a son, keep him. Every day, use secret methods to refine him, and at the same time, torture him daily, filling his heart with bitter resentment.

  When the fetus is full of years, kill it, collect its soul, take its essence and blood, add various spiritual materials, make spiritual materials, use them on the body to pierce out a skull containing complex spell arrays, and finally refine the soul of one's own flesh and blood into that skull.

  In total, nine infant souls must be refined into the spell formation for this technique to be considered complete and perfect.