I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 75 - Cultivating the Dao and Entering Qi

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Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Cultivating the Dao and Entering Qi Nourishing

Chapter 75 -75 Cultivating the Dao and Entering Qi Nourishing

At the moment when Liang Hui broke through to Marrow Refining.

Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Star Gazing Platform.

Upon the thousand-meter high platform, an old man and a young boy sat cross-legged on the floor, gazing into the night sky, with the elder’s eyes remaining shut.

Suddenly, the elder’s eyes opened, his murky gaze now brimming with brightness, and a smile crept onto his wrinkled face.

“Disciple, it seems that your master’s choice was not wrong. Everything is returning to the right track.”

“Master, are you saying that the scene from that memory will repeat itself in the world.”

“Not to be spoken of, not to be spoken of.”

Joyous laughter echoed atop the high platform as the elder grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drained it in one swallow.

The child by the elder’s side also wore a cheerful smile on his little face.

He was well aware of the kind of pressure his master had been under lately with the relentless approach of the Yuanyang Sect.

Dingchan Temple, a Buddhist Sect no less than the Yuanyang Sect in terms of its path and teachings.

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In its ancestral land, a faint candlelight flickered within an old and dilapidated temple.

A gaunt monk, dressed in a sea-blue cassock, sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, lightly tapping a wooden fish with a mallet.

The crisp and ancient sounds filled the temple.

Gradually, the tapping became somewhat disordered.

The monk looked up, gazing at the Buddha statue sitting atop Lotus Platform Mountain.

“World-Honored One!”

The following day, early morning.

Liang Hui had just finished washing up when he heard a knock on the door.

Clad in a blue brocade garment, he quickly approached the courtyard door.

Squeak!

As the door opened, a tender face with a hint of a smile appeared.

“Brother Tai Yi, I’ve come to see you.”

With those soft words, she stepped through the doorway.

At the same time, she gestured backward.

“Bring the medicinal herbs in, guys. Just put them here.”

Liang Hui watched several servants from outside, each carrying a large wooden box, as he made way for them.

He approached the young girl.

“For such a task, a trusted servant would be sufficient. Why deliver the herbs yourself?”

“Given the value of these herbs, not even the most faithful of servants can be completely trusted.”

“Moreover, these herbs are crucial for your future path; of course, I must personally deliver them into your hands.”

Huang Ying’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if awaiting the boy’s praise.

She had spent much time last night pestering her mother to get these herbs in advance.

According to her mother’s original plan, she was to wait a few days until they had fully dealt with the secret realm’s affairs before sending the herbs over.

“Thank you, I’m in great need of these herbs.”

Liang Hui looked at the boxes of herbs laid out before him, his gaze gentle as he regarded the young girl.

“No trouble at all. These herbs are part of the deal, after all.”

“However, Brother Tai Yi, you need to stay at the black market during this period. The Feng and Hu families are currently investigating the outsiders who emerged alive from the secret realm.”

Huang Ying’s smiling countenance became solemn as she stepped closer to the young man, speaking softly.

“I understand. This period is a good opportunity for closed-door cultivation.”

Liang Hui nodded, seeing this time as a chance to transform the gains from the secret realm into strength.

By the time he left, it would be uncertain who was the hunter and who was the prey.

Afterward, Huang Ying waved her hand, signaling the servants to leave.

She sat with Liang Hui in the stone chairs of the courtyard for a while before leaving reluctantly.

Liang Hui sat alone in the courtyard, checking the medicine in the boxes one by one to make sure there were no issues.

He took out some less important items from the storage space and set them aside, then he put all the medicinal herbs into the storage space.

After handling everything,

Liang Hui walked toward the bedroom.

Seated cross-legged on the bed, he took out a broken sword from the storage space, which he had acquired from the local black market as a dream-entering item.

He had “entered the dream” once before but had exited due to the appearance of a Daoist in the scene.

However, now that he had broken through to Marrow Refining, he could finally practice the Daoist arts, and he already possessed the necessary items for inscription.

Without much thought, he placed the broken sword on his lap and whispered in his heart:

‘Enter the dream!’

The surroundings began to blur, and once clear again, towering mountains piercing into the clouds came into view.

Atop the mountains, a young man in a Taoist robe was sitting facing the sun.

With each breath, golden radiance poured down from the blazing sun, entering the young man’s mouth and nose.

After observing for a moment, Liang Hui entered the young man’s body.

Warm and burning sensations, seemingly contradictory, continuously transmitted into Liang Hui’s heart.

The strength of this body, although not as strong as his own, was still quite good.

What caught Liang Hui’s attention was the small sword emanating golden light from the young man’s belly; merely observing it made him feel its piercing sharpness.

Strands of golden light came from all over the body and were absorbed by the golden small sword; with every strand absorbed, the radiance of the small sword became ever more dazzling.

‘Is this what warm nurturing is?’

Liang Hui whispered in his heart.

Before he could ponder further, the young man seated on the mountains ended his cultivation and took out a Taoist Scripture to read from within his bosom.

Without hesitation, Liang Hui began to watch as well.

Not knowing how much time had passed, everything around him started to blur.

When the surroundings became clear once again, he was back in his own bedroom.

However, Liang Hui’s eyes were filled with joy, for he had obtained a fine Taoist Scripture, or rather Sword Scripture—Crimson Sky Dragon Slaying Scripture.

It was a fire attribute Taoist Scripture that could draw upon the brilliance of the great sun.

Moreover, this was a scripture that could reach the Primordial Spirit Level; of course, the scripture Liang Hui obtained could only be cultivated to the Entry Dao Level.

But these for Liang Hui were already enough.

Without hesitation, he began his first Daoist cultivation following the methods described in the Crimson Sky Dragon Slaying Scripture.

Since this cultivation was about the Qi Nourishing Realm, there was no need to draw on the brilliance of the great sun just yet.

Liang Hui closed his eyes and began to sense the Qi of the heaven and earth within the bedroom.

Not long after, sparse white light spots began to appear within the dark field of vision, entering Liang Hui’s consciousness.

At the thought, the white light spots followed the young man’s will, moving towards his body.

They traveled through specific pathways within his meridians, eventually reaching Liang Hui’s belly. As soon as these light spots entered his belly,

his blue Inner Strength stirred up waves, absorbing all of the white light spots.

The young man’s brows slightly furrowed, and he began to prevent his blue Inner Strength from absorbing the white light spots.

With the re-entry of the white light spots, the Inner Strength remained calm without stirring waves anymore, its instinctual presence overwhelmingly suppressed by their spirituality.

‘Is this why Marrow Refining Warriors can practice several disciplines?’

Liang Hui felt the Inner Strength in his belly and muttered to himself.

After the white light spots entered his belly, they started to rise continuously, gradually forming clouds.

As time passed, the clouds kept growing in size and thickness.

Exhale~

Seated on the bed, Liang Hui opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He extended his hand in front of his eyes and suddenly slashed downward.

SWISH!

The air under his palm was instantly torn apart, and a white stream of air traveled upwards against his palm.

However, Liang Hui felt somewhat helpless about this scene. This random slash had almost only the power of his physical body; the Qi he had just cultivated had almost no enhancement effect on this slash.

Fortunately, his spirit had grown a bit, not too poorly.

But considering he had just entered the Qi Nourishing Realm and not even mana had been born, such an enhancement was still within an acceptable range.