nyslfriends Chapter 1813 Discussion and Analysis Success!
Chapter 1813 Discussion and Analysis Success!
This statement came out.
An elder immediately echoed:
"Not bad!"
"The expeditionary force is the foundation of our people. If it suffers too much loss, not only will the conquest process be greatly delayed, but it may also shake the very foundation of our people's rule."
With three elders stationed at the rear to stabilize the rear, the frontline campaigns can proceed without any worries about their safety.
Just then, the elder sitting at the head of the table had a glint in his eyes, as if he had thought of something extremely important.
He gently tapped the armrest of the jade throne, drawing everyone's attention; his voice carried a hint of encouragement:
"correct!
There is one more thing that needs to be clarified here.
Elders who have made outstanding contributions in battle and have been bestowed with a Law-based spiritual object by the clan leader, and who are confident in reaching a higher realm, may apply to the elders' council for secluded cultivation!
His gaze swept over the several top-tier, battle-hardened elders present, and he continued:
"If the opportunity is right, perhaps during the clan leader's seclusion, our clan can give birth to another Nascent Soul Venerable!"
At that time, even if the clan leader has not yet emerged from seclusion, my Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan will be able to dominate the entire True Dragon Sea in a very short time, relying on the power of our two Venerables!
He pointed to the depths of the palace:
"The place of seclusion will be set up here."
This 'Blackwater Mystic Palace' is large enough, with many side halls, and it is closest to the clan leader's secluded cultivation place, so its safety is fully guaranteed.
This seclusion is the safest option.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall immediately became somewhat subtle.
Those elders who had indeed been bestowed with law-based spiritual objects by Shark Minghong and whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Half-Saint realm almost simultaneously gleamed with excitement, their hearts filled with anticipation.
If one can take this opportunity to go into seclusion and attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, once successful, the future will be limitless!
“Excellent! This is a great idea!” A clan elder who was expected to make the breakthrough immediately expressed his opinion.
"I second that! This is exactly what we should do to boost the morale of our people!" another quickly added.
"...Seconded."
Despite some elders feeling intense envy and even a hint of resentment!
After all, spiritual objects based on laws are rare, and such opportunities are hard to come by.
However, since the elders had already expressed their opinions, and this matter concerned the overall improvement of the race's strength, they had no choice but to suppress their personal emotions and nod in agreement.
The elder clan leader noticed the subtle changes in the expressions of the other elders, but did not point them out.
Within a group, strength and contribution always speak for themselves.
He continued moving on to the agenda, his voice regaining its composure:
"Since everyone has no objection, the elders who need to apply for seclusion can now submit their applications."
The voice just fell,
A burly, rugged-looking elder suddenly stood up, his voice booming:
"I am deeply grateful to the clan chief for not abandoning me and for bestowing such great favor upon me!"
I do indeed possess a piece of 'lava core', which is just what I need.
Therefore, I hereby apply for a fifty-year seclusion, hoping that the elders of the clan will grant my request!
The elder nodded slightly, a hint of expectation in his eyes:
"Can!
Fifty years is enough time to overcome the challenge.
"You may now focus on your seclusion during this expedition; do not worry about the expedition's affairs."
"Thank you very much, Elder!"
Thank you all for your understanding, elders!
The burly elder's face lit up with joy, and he clasped his hands and bowed to those around him.
"During this seclusion, I entrust the clan with important responsibilities, and I ask that you all bear the burden of these duties!"
Then,
The other elders who possessed spiritual artifacts related to the laws of nature also stood up and applied for seclusion.
The elders granted their requests on the spot without delay.
After dealing with the matter of the seclusion application, the elder's expression turned serious, and he steered the conversation back to the core issue:
"Alright, then let's discuss the selection of the first three clan elders to guard this temporary headquarters for the next fifty years."
Anyone interested, or with any suggestions, is welcome to speak freely.
As soon as he finished speaking, an elder, whose face was slightly pale and whose breathing seemed somewhat unsteady, spoke up:
"Elders, everyone!"
I previously fought with that old tortoise of the Xuan Turtle Clan and suffered some hidden injuries, which have not yet healed.
Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to apply to guard the headquarters, so that I can coordinate the overall situation and also focus on healing my injuries.
Once he has fully recovered from his injuries, he will lead the army into battle again to serve his people!
After he finished speaking, another elder immediately followed up:
"My natal magic weapon, the 'Sea-Splitting Halberd,' was severely damaged in the last great battle, its power dropping by 30%, and it urgently needs to be nurtured and refined."
If we were to launch an expedition at this time, our combat strength would be greatly diminished.
Therefore, I also wish to apply to stay behind so that I can repair the magical artifact as soon as possible.
"..."
After these elders spoke, no one else spoke.
Obviously.
Most of the clan elders still hoped to achieve more merits in order to receive rewards from the clan chief...
Perhaps in the future, there will be an opportunity to glimpse the scenery of the Divine Transformation Realm.
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Just as Shark Minghong was in seclusion forging an unparalleled foundation, and the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan was beginning its era of domination over the True Dragon Sea...
Time flows silently like a vast galaxy, never to return.
In the blink of an eye, sixty years have passed in turbulent times.
Sixty years is half a lifetime for ordinary people, but in the long river of the cultivation world, it is nothing more than a fleeting ripple.
period,
The astonishing news of the events at True Dragon Sea eventually broke through the barriers like a sea breeze and reached the ears of the human race's powerful figures.
However, at that time, the three major human alliances were in a turbulent era of internal strife and an uncertain power structure.
Moreover, without a Nascent Soul Venerable as a pillar of stability to oversee things,
Ultimately, it was a case of having the will but not the ability.
Therefore, although most human forces were excited, they could only suppress their desire to intervene and remain on the sidelines, allowing the power of the True Dragon Sea to fall into the hands of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan.
But there are always those who dare to risk their lives.
A small group of human cultivators, extremely confident in their own survival abilities, or possessing special secret techniques or uncanny supernatural powers, seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like sharks smelling blood...
They quietly slipped into the turbulent waters of the True Dragon Sea, each plotting their own opportunities or ambitions in the shadows.
Of these, about one-tenth were lucky enough to be blessed with good fortune and actually managed to achieve their goals amidst the chaos of the dramatic changes in the True Dragon Sea, either by acquiring rare and precious materials or by finding the legacy of their predecessors.
And with this, he broke through the barrier of his long-standing limitations.
Another three-tenths of the cultivators, though they did not obtain the coveted treasure, also found themselves in this sensitive period of great upheaval...
Through skillful means and good fortune, whether by seizing, robbing, searching, or exploring, they amassed a considerable fortune and reaped substantial rewards.
As for the remaining six-tenths...
The cruelty of the cultivation world has never changed. They failed to create a miracle and, unsurprisingly, left their lives forever in that foreign sea, becoming silent sacrifices in the power struggles of the True Dragon Sea.
same,
The sudden changes in the outside world, the undercurrents in the alliance, and the bloody storm in the True Dragon Sea could not affect Cheng Buzheng, who was in seclusion in the secret realm of Peace City.
He felt as if he were in the eye of a storm, yet he was enjoying a rare moment of peace.
Even the Baiyun Sect, far away in the State of Jin...
The lingering power of Cheng Buzheng's slaying of a Nascent Soul cultivator in a fit of rage still remains to this day.
For the past sixty years, no Nascent Soul True Monarch has dared to easily touch this "tiger's whiskers".
therefore!
The White Cloud Sect was able to maintain a relatively stable situation in the turbulent world of cultivation, developing and accumulating wealth step by step.
However, when the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.
The violent upheaval in the cultivation world, though not directly impacting the sect, inevitably affected the White Cloud Sect disciples who were out on training.
In recent years, the proportion of disciples who have died outside the sect has increased significantly compared to the past.
Among them, the largest number of Qi Refining stage disciples suffered the greatest losses.
Many of the core members of the Foundation Establishment realm also suffered casualties;
Even a Golden Core elder, a high-ranking member of the sect, unexpectedly perished.
This loss is undoubtedly a devastating blow to the Baiyun Sect itself.
However, if we broaden our perspective to the scale of the entire cultivation world, this loss can actually be considered "minor".
Compared to other forces that easily inflict crippling damage or even wipe out entire families...
The situation of Baiyun Sect is almost negligible.
Some Nascent Soul level overlord forces were uprooted overnight, and their former sects became the domains of others.
As for forces at the Golden Core level, in the vast world of cultivation, there are almost constant examples of them being bloodily wiped out.
As for the small sects and immortal cultivation families in the Foundation Establishment stage, they are like bubbles constantly rising and falling in the boundless sea, their rise and fall are so insignificant that they are countless.
In the entire cultivation world, it is almost impossible to find a truly peaceful and tranquil place.
War, slaughter, and plunder were everywhere.
Places rich in spiritual energy are the epicenter of conflict.
It is precisely because of this that those mortal kingdoms, which were previously regarded by cultivators as "wasteland" and had little to no spiritual energy, unexpectedly became a "paradise on earth" in a chaotic world.
To avoid trouble, many low-level cultivators brought their families and flocked to the mortal world.
The influx of cultivators has left the major sects, which already lacked control over the mortal realm, even more preoccupied with other matters, their control dropping to rock bottom.
The rogue cultivators who flocked to the mortal realm also formed a strange tacit understanding—
No one wants to disrupt the hard-won peace we have achieved.
Everyone knew that anyone who dared to provoke a war here and destroy this last safe haven would become the target of everyone's anger and bear the wrath of all the cultivators who had taken refuge here.
A fragile and delicate balance based on the need for survival has quietly formed in this land devoid of inspiration.
This day.
The Secret Realm, Peace City.
Deep within the city, that tranquil little courtyard seems to exist outside of time.
In a quiet room at the heart of the courtyard, an indescribable, obscure fluctuation permeated every inch of space, making the air feel thick and heavy.
Looking towards the source of that fluctuation...
There sat a handsome young Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed, his eyes naturally closed.
Centered on him, invisible ripples slowly spread outwards into the surrounding void, like a pebble thrown into a still lake, stirring the tranquility of the space.
The ripples were not substantial, yet they carried a rhythm that shook the rules, causing the light around him to distort slightly.
Right now!
The ripples that had been gently spreading in the quiet room suddenly froze.
It was as if the entire space was held in the grasp of an invisible hand, and fell into a momentary standstill.
Then,
The pervasive, obscure fluctuations, as if gently brushed by a more mysterious hand, subsided in an instant, and all was silent.
It was as if everything before was just an illusion.
And in that instant of transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness...
On the cloud bed, Cheng Buzheng suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.
Deep within his eyes, a sharp glint flashed like lightning, illuminating the dimly lit room before disappearing, leaving only a pair of deep, starry, and still pupils.
"It has not been in vain that I have secluded myself for so many years. Today I have finally finished analyzing the method of forging this Law Treasure Body."
A calm, unwavering voice, yet carrying a subtle hint of satisfaction, gently echoed in the quiet room.
Immediately,
A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which instantly turned into a barely audible sigh.
"If it weren't for the fact that the last hundred or so Dao inscriptions concerning the essence of space were so profound and obscure, taking me nearly forty years to repeatedly deduce them..."
This method should have been completed forty years ago.
Why waste so much time unnecessarily?
In the blink of an eye,
Cheng Buzheng pointed his fingers like a brush, making a virtual dot in the air.
In an instant,
The void before him rippled like water, and at the center of each ripple, strange characters seemed to come alive, coalescing and emerging from nothingness.
Then, like an ancient scroll, it slowly unfolds.
These fonts come in countless forms and each possesses a unique charm:
Some resemble winged tigers roaring across mountains and rivers, their handwriting exuding an extremely fierce and murderous aura.
Some resembled giant, coiled pythons reaching the heavens, cold and eerie, as if they might come alive at any moment to devour one's soul.
Others resemble drifting clouds in the sky, seemingly clear yet giving the illusion of being ethereal and elusive, as if they are close at hand, yet also as if they are far away...
In the blink of an eye...
Thousands of uniquely shaped characters, radiating various strange Daoist rhythms, floated in mid-air, perfectly aligned and uniform, forming a profound and mysterious chapter.
Upon closer inspection, each character seems to contain a primal power, as heavy as a mountain, yet as ethereal as smoke.
Yes,
These characters are Daoist scripts that 99% of cultivators in the spirit realm have never seen, let alone mastered!
Each Daoist inscription points directly to a subtle aspect of the laws of heaven and earth.
Cheng Buzheng's ability to condense and manifest these Dao texts with such ease is clear proof that he has thoroughly comprehended and integrated them.
Then,
Cheng Buzheng's thoughts shifted again.
The thousands of Daoist runes suspended in mid-air flashed slightly at the same time, their light flowing.
The next moment, an amazing change occurred—
Those thousands of Daoist characters, as if proliferating like life itself, instantly differentiated and evolved, transforming into over a hundred thousand characters with clear strokes and distinct structures, almost completely filling the void above the meditation room.
Like a dense array of stars.
Unlike before, these more than 100,000 characters have become a common font in the cultivation world, which can be recognized by any literate cultivator.
The first thing that catches the eye is five powerful characters, written with flowing, vigorous strokes and imbued with Taoist charm—
The Undying Body of Heaven and Earth!
This is the supreme method that Cheng Buzheng painstakingly "traded" from the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan, a method for forging a body that directly leads to the path of Nascent Soul.
The following hundred thousand words detail the specific cultivation steps, key techniques, and secrets of this earth-shattering cultivation method...
The reason why it was necessary to evolve from thousands of Daoist texts into so many common scripts is precisely because Daoist texts are profound and contain a vast amount of information.
It is far beyond what ordinary words can accurately express even a fraction of its essence.
...(End of this chapter)