nyslfriends Chapter 1789 Backlash on the Divine Essence of the Dao!
Chapter 1789 Backlash on the Divine Essence of the Dao!
That's the thought!
The difference in those numbers seemed to have transformed into a substantial chasm, standing in the way of his path.
"The loss of seven law runes may not seem like much,"
In reality, the re-condensation of each one requires endless effort and the comprehension of the fundamental mysteries of the Law of Blood...
How many more countless years would it take for me to reclaim the peak of the second realm!
The more Cheng Buzheng thought about it, the stronger the pain in his heart became.
Like a dull knife cutting flesh, bit by bit, strand by strand, it eroded his mind and spirit.
That feeling was several times more profound than when he was threatened by a Foundation Establishment cultivator from his sect back then.
It felt as if blood was truly dripping from my heart.
The regression in one's understanding of the laws is far more unbearable than the loss of cultivation level...
Because this concerns the understanding of the Great Dao.
It is a shaking of the foundation.
Although Cheng Buzheng was in so much pain that he almost suffocated,
Even the very essence of the true spirit flickered with uncertain light due to this emotional fluctuation.
But in his deep, star-like eyes, besides sorrow...
But he showed not a trace of regret!
"Why not try to break through when you have the opportunity?"
Are you suggesting I cling to my existing achievements like a miser, waiting for a windfall to fall from the sky and land on my head, helping me easily overcome my difficulties?
He asked himself the question and then gave a resolute answer.
"How can this be!"
"That's absolutely unrealistic!"
Throughout my journey, I have overcome countless obstacles and hardships. When have I ever truly relied on that illusory and overwhelming fortune?
I am not one of those legendary lucky ones who can have everything they want or get whatever they lack.
In the struggle for supremacy, a single opportunity exists; one must fight and struggle for it oneself!
It was this clear understanding that dispelled the last trace of hesitation and regret.
At this very moment,
Cheng Buzheng's resolve in the Dao became completely firm, and an incredibly clear decision emerged in his mind:
"If it doesn't work the first time, then let's try again!"
"Anyway, I have now reached the Nascent Soul stage, and my lifespan will be nearly ten thousand years."
This is sufficient to support such a long accumulation process.
Once I regain my strength and push the Law of Blood to the peak of the second realm again, I will definitely make that forceful breakthrough again!
A failure is merely a chance to gain experience and pave the way for future success!
After the mind is clear...
Although the lingering pain in Cheng Buzheng's heart had not completely dissipated, it had transformed into a more powerful and resilient driving force.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng had already clearly outlined his path of cultivation.
"However, breaking through the bottleneck of the Law Realm again is a matter for the future!"
The most important task now is to decipher this text; that is the right approach.
Thinking of this,
He did not rush to take out the jade slip that he had obtained from the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan.
Instead, with a flick of the wrist, the Qiankun thumb ring on the thumb flashed with a faint light...
next moment,
Three uniquely textured silver pages floated quietly in his palm.
The pages moved on their own without any wind, undulating slightly, their surface shimmering with a mercury-like luster, and faint, mysterious patterns were faintly visible.
Yes,
This was a precious fragment of the Heavenly Book of the Spirit Realm that he had obtained by chance.
The various laws and secret techniques recorded on it are all inscribed in the most fundamental "Taoist script".
Cheng Buzheng's gaze fell on the three silver pages, and a hint of regret flashed across his eyes.
"Although I have been fortunate enough to master several secret techniques of law, I have only obtained three pages of the Heavenly Book of the Spirit Realm, which carries the root of the Great Dao."
What a pity...
If we could obtain a few more pages of the original celestial book for comparison...
Analyzing this text now will definitely be much more efficient, saving countless hours of tedious work.
He sighed inwardly, and this sentiment was not unfounded.
The method for forging a magical body, "bestowed" by the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan, was also recorded in jade slips using Daoist script.
However, its essence is completely different from the Taoist text on the silver pages.
This silver fragment of the celestial book is incredibly wondrous.
Even if one does not recognize the form of the inscription, as long as one immerses oneself in the spiritual realm, one can "understand the meaning without hearing the words."
The true essence of the Great Way is naturally understood and comprehended, eliminating the tedious process of identification and interpretation.
The jade slip obtained through a 'trade' from the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan was different...
While the Daoist text is authentic, it lacks this "spirit."
Like a lock without a key, he had to painstakingly deduce and analyze the profound meaning contained in each Daoist text, word by word.
The difficulty and time required have increased by more than a hundredfold.
That's why, when he obtained his first secret law technique, the Creation and Heaven-Mending Technique, he was able to quickly master it by relying on the miraculous power of the silver pages.
Without this support, with his meager cultivation level back then, trying to comprehend the Great Dao and its texts would have been nothing short of a fool's dream.
My thoughts drifted away...
A question then arose in my mind:
If the fragments of the Heavenly Book are so wondrous, then where do the laws and secret techniques imprinted on the ancient steles for disciples to study in the Guiyuan Immortal Sect and other major forces come from?
Could it be...?
Those venerable ancestors who had long since reached the pinnacle of their understanding also spent countless years meticulously deciphering the true meaning of the Daoist text within the jade slips.
Then, relying on his own extraordinary cultivation, he re-condensed the profound meaning he had comprehended and personally imprinted it on the ancient stele.
"And the original carriers of the laws and secret techniques, such as fragments of the Heavenly Book or other original materials, were taken with them?"
The thought flashed through his mind like lightning, leaving behind an unsolved mystery.
Now is not the time to delve into this.
Followed by.
He calmed his mind and suppressed his many distracting thoughts.
Cheng Buzheng, sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, casually placed two fragments of a silver celestial book on the cloud bed beside him.
Then.
His gaze fell upon a silver page floating in the air before him.
His hands flew, forming the hand seals for the [Ruyi Refining Technique]...
Then, a mysterious radiance shot out from his fingertips and disappeared into the silver pages that were floating in the air.
In an instant, strands of silver light floated out.
soon.
The contents of the secret laws of the 【Creation and Heaven-Mending Technique】have been fully revealed.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng began to analyze the first Daoist inscription.
Although he had long since mastered this secret technique, he had not studied the Daoist texts recorded on it.
If it weren't for learning from the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan that this text was a Daoist script from the Upper Realm...
Cheng Buzheng had no way of knowing the profound mystery and great power contained within the text.
It's not hard to see from this that compared to the spirit world...
How incomplete is the inheritance in the lower realm.
Half a day later!
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, slowly opened his eyes, a look of joy showing in them.
He simply raised his hand slightly, and with a flick of his finger, touched the air...
A ray of chaotic light shot out from his fingertips.
In the quiet room, a profound and mysterious character rapidly condensed in the low air and floated in mid-air!
The instant these words appeared...
An extremely mysterious and vast wave emanated from the center of the text, spreading out in all directions.
Fortunately, this quiet room had been meticulously renovated by Cheng Buzheng...
Therefore, this vast and mysterious fluctuation did not spread outside this quiet room.
See this scene.
Cheng Buzheng, sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, revealed an even more obvious joy.
"it is good!
well!!"
He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Obviously.
The efficiency of deciphering Daoist texts now is vastly different from the past, when it would take months to decipher even a single Daoist text...
Simply incomparable.
While the convergence of the true spirit and the surge in comprehension may also be a factor, but...
The main factor is still this Daoist inscription; he has grasped its true meaning and is using it to deduce further.
It would be strange if efficiency didn't improve dramatically.
of course.
Although Cheng Buzheng's previous analysis of each Dao inscription was slow, they were all unfamiliar Dao inscriptions whose meaning he did not understand.
The parsing process is naturally much slower.
This was something he did on purpose.
After all, the true spirit is not yet complete, and its comprehension ability is incomparable to what it is now...
It would be better to deal with the most troublesome and time-consuming Dao texts in the early stages.
as predicted.
As time passed, a month later...
Cheng Buzheng completely mastered all the Daoist texts of the [Creation and Heaven-Mending Technique].
However, he did not stop.
Cheng Buzheng, sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, had a calm gaze, suppressing the slight joy he had felt after successfully mastering a portion of the Dao inscriptions.
They also temporarily suppressed their feelings about the incomplete inheritance in the lower realm.
The most urgent task is to strike while the iron is hot and press on with one effort.
He reached out and grabbed another page of the celestial book beside him, which emitted a hazy silver glow.
Following the same method, a subtle hand seal was cast, and the mysterious light disappeared into the pages of the book.
"Om..."
The second page of the celestial book trembled slightly, revealing silver Daoist script that was more intricate and possessed a slightly different aura than before.
Like an awakened galaxy, they flowed out one by one, suspended in the air of the quiet room, exuding a profound Taoist charm.
This document contains another secret technique of law that he has already mastered.
Having gained experience in analyzing all the Daoist texts of the [Creation and Heaven-Mending Technique]...
Cheng Buzheng was already quite adept at it.
The golden figure sitting cross-legged in his eyes shone even brighter, as if it had created a mysterious resonance with the silver Daoist runes in the air.
His divine sense, like fine silk threads, entwined itself around the first unfamiliar Daoist script, beginning to unravel its original meaning as if peeling back layers.
Time slipped away quietly during my deep seclusion...
The only sounds in the quiet room were the faint glow of the Taoist inscriptions and Cheng Buzheng's steady, long breaths.
He was completely immersed in the profound world of Daoist texts, forgetting the passage of time in the outside world.
Two months later.
Cheng Buzheng slowly opened his eyes, the golden hue deep in his pupils gradually fading.
Instead, there is a profound tranquility that comes from having thoroughly explored the mysteries of the Great Dao.
Before him, the light from the third page of the celestial book had already faded.
So far!
On the three pages of the Spirit Realm Heavenly Book, all the Daoist texts used to record the laws and secret techniques had been analyzed and mastered by him.
This is no longer a simple "recognition," but a true understanding of the form, sound, and meaning of each Taoist inscription.
Even the subtle changes of the great power contained within it are thoroughly mastered.
The results are remarkable!
Cheng Buzheng's mind stirred. The method for forging a magical body, previously as obscure and difficult to understand as a celestial scripture, requiring meticulous word-by-word analysis…
Now it's mostly clear!
The secret manual, which was originally shrouded in thick fog, now had about 70-80% of the fog dissipated.
This is because a considerable portion of the Daoist text on these three fragments of the Heavenly Book overlaps with the Daoist text used in the Jade Slip to record the method of the Precious Body.
The previous analysis of the Heavenly Book and Daoist text had essentially cleared away most of the obstacles to deciphering this jade slip.
"Only a few hundred more unique Daoist characters, which have never appeared on any fragments of the Heavenly Book, are left..."
now.
Cheng Buzheng was filled with anticipation.
This final stage of the battle, although still requiring considerable effort, is now a much smoother path than the uncertain road ahead.
Once the analysis is complete, preparations can begin for deduction and the forging of the legendary Law-based Body.
This will lay an unparalleled foundation for reaching even higher levels in the future.
at the same time.
On the cloud bed, Cheng Buzheng slowly exhaled a long, drawn-out breath, his aura like a dragon, rippling subtly in the silent room.
It was as if even the space itself was gently rippled.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes, disappearing in an instant, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky—brief yet revealing his extraordinary cultivation.
However, a closer look at his face reveals that his usually calm and composed expression is now shrouded in a layer of weariness that is difficult to dispel.
This fatigue does not originate from the physical body, but rather from a deep weariness that permeates the soul.
Three consecutive days and nights of intensive simulation and analysis without sleep...
Even with rare soul-replenishing elixirs constantly replenishing the depleted mental energy, it was like a bowstring being stretched to its limit.
The waves of bitterness and heaviness emanating from the depths of his soul silently warned him that he was nearing the limit of his endurance.
If we force ourselves to continue, we risk damaging our very being, which would be a greater loss than gain.
Cheng Buzheng examined his own condition and understood. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, his voice slightly hoarse:
"When one's mind and spirit are greatly depleted, like a crossbow at its end, one should not act rashly."
Let's pause for now and rest for a while before continuing.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and clear his mind, his movements suddenly stopped.
It was as if a flash of inspiration had crossed my mind.
"That almost ruined everything!"
He frowned slightly, recalling the extraordinary phenomena that must have occurred outside the meditation room when he forcibly attempted to break through the bottleneck of the laws three months ago.
“Wanwan must have noticed the commotion. She must have been worried and waiting outside the door for the past few months.”
Thinking of his Daoist partner Murong Wanwan, Cheng Buzheng's cold gaze softened slightly.
He couldn't let her continue to worry unnecessarily.
Thinking of this,
He raised his head and looked at the heavy door of the quiet room. A faint golden light, almost imperceptible, flickered in the depths of his eyes, and his pupils seemed to transform into two clear mirrors.
The next moment, the scene outside the quiet room was clearly reflected in his eyes—
A woman of exceptional beauty, none other than Murong Wanwan, stood there, her face etched with worry, her brows slightly furrowed, gazing intently towards the quiet room.
The longing in his eyes almost overflowed.
Seeing his Daoist partner in this state, Cheng Buzheng's cold and hard features softened completely, revealing a gentle expression tinged with apology.
His lips moved slightly, his voice condensing into a beam that pierced through the barriers of the quiet room and precisely reached Murong Wanwan's ears.
The tone was calm and reassuring:
"Wanwan, don't worry about me."
Although this period of seclusion was somewhat eventful, my husband is unharmed and I have actually gained something from it.
You can go back and rest in peace; there's no need to stay here and suffer.
Next, I need to continue my seclusion for a while to sort out what I've learned.
"···"
...(End of this chapter)