As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 209 Spiritual Seed Path

  On the altar, the talisman light is permeating, the aura of the avenue is transpiring, and the vast and vicissitudes of the rhyme are gradually permeating from the center of the altar...

  In Dao Yun, an item is gradually becoming clear.

   "What's the origin of this altar...?" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, astonished.

  Although he couldn't understand those complicated and vast dao rhymes, he could vaguely see that the altar was using its own thousands of dao rhymes to forcibly create and sacrifice something.

   "The secret of the world of cultivating immortals seems to be far deeper than imagined!"

Jiang Ming thought to himself, he originally thought that the birth and death of the era, the birth and death of the emptiness, were the greatest catastrophe and mystery in the world of cultivating immortals, but now it seems that this extremely ancient altar seems to have passed through many eras, and it obviously has the power to cross the era. The ability to rob...

   But Rao is this altar, and it seems that there is something wrong now, and it is dormant in this saint burial ground. Is there anything more terrifying than the Great Calamity of the Era?

   "However, these are still too far away from who I am today...Maybe after tens of millions of years, I will be able to stand at the peak of the world of cultivating immortals before I can fully reveal these secrets..."

  ding~

With a soft sound, like a jade falling to the ground, all the Dao Rune lights retreated quickly and submerged into the altar again. It seemed that the sacrifice had been completed, and only the center of the altar was left. Something less than the size of a fist fell on the ground, shrouded in clear light, Some can't see clearly.

   "It's so full of vitality..."

  Jiang Ming came back to his senses, with shock in his eyes. He was still more than ten feet away from the object, and he felt that his whole body was being baptized by strong vitality, and his whole body was ready to move.

  He quickly walked forward, came to the center of the altar, bowed his head and picked up the thing.

   "A seed?"

  Jiang Ming looked at the palm, the light gradually faded away, revealing the original appearance.

   This is a round and simple cyan seed, with streamers and lights disappearing from time to time on the surface. When Jiang Ming looked carefully, he seemed to see countless talisman lights and dao rhymes contained in the streamer, as vast as a sea of ​​stars.

   "The first time that the source of immortality actively released its breath was for this thing?"

  Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, even if he couldn't see the origin and use of this seed, he still knew it was extraordinary, perhaps surpassing all the treasures in the world.

   Just when he was in a daze, the seed in his hand suddenly changed, and the whole seed turned into thousands of streamers of light, which quietly melted into his palm.

  Jiang Ming felt a mysterious and vast force rapidly flowing through his body along his meridians, and finally gathered in his dantian.

  Boom~

  With a deep sound coming from inside, Jiang Ming felt his dantian tremble violently, almost splitting open.

  He quickly looked inside his dantian, and suddenly saw something extra on the bare spirit base, which was the seed he picked up from the altar.

  At this time, the divine light of this seed was flowing, and it was actually spreading out strands of roots, taking root in his spirit foundation.

  chichi~

Jiang Ming has practiced for more than 200 years, and the spiritual base that has undergone several transformations and tempering should be extremely tough, but now it has become a little fragile under the spread of the seemingly weak and delicate roots. Cracks were pierced one by one, like the soil that had been gouged out, half of the seeds were buried in the spirit base...

   "What's the situation?" Jiang Ming was extremely surprised. He had never heard of such an accident happening to the spiritual base of a cultivator.

  Spiritual foundation is the original foundation of a cultivator. All Dao fruits are carried on it, and no accidents can be tolerated. Even if it is sacrificial artifacts, at most it only uses the Dao rhyme of the spiritual foundation to gradually accumulate sacrifices.

   No cultivator has ever dared to destroy his own spiritual base, let alone accommodate other things to blend with the spiritual base...

However, from the moment Jiang Ming got the seed until now, there has been no movement from the Immortal Source Light, which also reassures Jiang Ming. It seems that such a change is not a bad thing. Maybe this seed with amazing origin is of great benefit to his practice. .

   Immediately, he sensed carefully, and found that the seed was absorbing the original spiritual power in his spiritual base, like absorbing nutrients, stored in the seed, perhaps to accumulate strength for germination...

However, while absorbing spiritual power, the seeds also diffused a vast and boundless Dao rhyme. After blending with the spirit foundation, Jiang Ming was shocked to find that when he built the foundation, the vague avenue runes inscribed on the spirit foundation had some Seems to be clearer...

   And the few broken and incomplete runes seem to have been vaguely filled...

   "This kind... is so powerful?" Jiang Ming took a deep breath, and finally confirmed that he had obtained something extraordinary.

The avenue runes on his spiritual base are obtained from the afterglow of the catastrophe. They are the original dao rhymes of heaven and earth. Even saints dare not say that they can fully understand them. Ordinary monks can touch some occasionally on weekdays. A rare opportunity in the world.

  Smelting hundreds of fragments of the Dao into the spiritual foundation like Jiang Ming, even when the saint was young and established the foundation, it was almost impossible to do it.

These fragments of the Dao can help Jiang Ming practice and help him realize the Tao, but it is limited to this. Jiang Ming will not become a saint, and may never be able to understand these runes, let alone fill them up, or engrave the fuzzy runes clearly. of.

   And this mysterious seed has just been planted in his spirit foundation, and it has brought him such great benefits... If one day it grows completely...

   "Maybe I can make up all of these incomplete avenue runes on my spiritual foundation?" Jiang Ming's heart trembled, thinking of a possibility that even he was a little shocked.

  All the scriptures in this world are entrusted in the Dao of Heaven and Earth. If Jiang Ming can engrave a complete rune of the Dao on the spiritual foundation one day, with a wave of his hand, there will be a terrifying and powerful spell...

"Well, it looks like it doesn't take a day or two for this kind of seed to grow...Be patient." Jiang Ming observed for a while, and found that the seed had gone completely silent after the initial change, and he didn't know it. When will it germinate.

   "Fortunately, I have more time..." Jiang Ming said to himself.

  Wow~

But in the place where Jiang Ming didn't notice, the seed that had been dormant in the depths of his spiritual foundation, at this time, a trace of extremely weak and strange Dao rhyme quietly flowed out, blending with the thousands of Dao rhymes lingering around it. One, almost indistinguishable…

  The dao rhyme flowed out along the roots, spread towards Jiang Ming's spirit foundation, and soon succeeded, infiltrating into Jiang Ming's spirit foundation a little, without causing any changes.

  In the depths of Jiang Ming's consciousness, the source of immortal light floats and sinks quietly, without any reaction...

  The dao rhyme stopped for a moment, as if it was probing, and then found that it did not cause any reaction, as if it suddenly became bolder, and spread to the deeper part of the spirit base.

  Indistinctly, a hint of ferocity circulated within this dao rhyme, as if it contained the **** breath of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

   Soon, it gradually spread from the surface of the spirit foundation to the inside, and took root deeper, trying to penetrate Jiang Ming's entire spirit foundation.

  During the whole process, the Immortal Source Light didn't move at all, as if it didn't notice it at all, which made this fierce dao rhyme seem a little bolder, and penetrated faster...

  Finally, the ferocious Daoyun completely pierced through Jiang Ming's spirit foundation, rooted down from the top of the spirit foundation, penetrated into the deepest part, and reached the opposite side under Jiang Ming's spirit foundation...

  Hoo~

  The gray chaotic mist lingered on the back of the spirit foundation, like an endless chaotic deep space, calm and silent, churning endlessly, as if detached from the outside world, never paying attention to the disturbances on the front of the spirit foundation.

  The fierce dao rhyme froze for a moment, as if he was a little dazed, as if he had never seen the opposite side of the spirit base of a cultivator, this is the case.

  The opposite side of the spirit foundation should be a dark and lonely area, with nothing. How could there be such chaotic mist? What is it...

The ferocious Daoyun trembled slightly, and this calm and silent chaotic mist seemed to make it panic from the source... This kind of panic is not because it was forced to overcome by an unreasonable domineering existence like the immortal source light, but rather like Encountering a natural enemy is like, even if you haven't tested and collided, you can't help but want to surrender.

  If Fierce Daoyun has a clear consciousness, it must want to ask at this moment, what kind of monster is this body...

  However, this is the end of the matter, and there is no way out for this fierce Daoyun.

  Boom...

  The next moment, a **** ferocity that swayed the mind suddenly erupted from this fierce dao rhyme, and was about to sweep the entire spirit base and occupy this physical body.

   And just when this fierce dao rhyme was about to erupt, Jiang Ming's spirit foundation was also shaken slightly at this moment.

  The chaotic mist that seemed to be calm and calm, suddenly transpired and jumped, and strands of chaotic flames rose from the depths of the mist, as if disturbed by outsiders...

   "Huh?" Jiang Ming was taken aback, he was about to leave, why did something happen again.

  He hurriedly looked inside the spirit base again, and immediately saw a scene that stunned him.

   I could see strands of chaotic flames constantly rising from under the seed that had just been buried in his spiritual foundation, lingering around the seed, burning extremely fiercely...

"What happened?"

Jiang Ming was a little surprised. These chaotic flames were not transformed by the bundle of dry firewood given to him by the old man of Xinglu back then. They turned into a chaotic mist and lay dormant behind his spirit base. There has been no movement. Why did it suddenly come today? Interested, let's get angry here?

  Jiang Ming quickly checked the back of the spirit foundation, and found that the chaotic mist was rapidly seeping into the spirit foundation from the back, rushing to the front of the spirit foundation, and gathering towards the seed.

  chichi~

   Vaguely, Jiang Ming seemed to hear the sound of something being burned, and then a pure and vast spiritual power suddenly burst out from his spirit base...

  Boom boom boom~

  Jiang Ming's cultivation, under the impact of that pure spiritual power, suddenly exploded at this moment, and in an extremely violent and ferocious way, it suddenly rose upwards.

  The initial stage of foundation establishment, which originally required dozens or hundreds of years of cultivation, was quickly rushed to the peak, and then directly broke through the bottleneck, and entered the middle stage of foundation establishment in one fell swoop...

   Immediately, the momentum of the explosive growth of the cultivation base continued unabated. It soared all the way in the middle stage of foundation establishment, until it almost reached the end of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and finally weakened and stagnated.

   "What kind of gift from heaven is this?" Jiang Ming was stunned and ecstatic. Although he didn't understand the reason, the increase in cultivation was real.

Although his talent has improved a lot, this wave of relics has also been plundered... Bah, a lot of natural treasures and miraculous medicines have been crowdfunded, but even if he pours the medicine every day, if he wants to rely on hard work to reach the peak of the mid-term foundation, it will take at least a dozen year time.

  Now, in just an instant, the cultivation base has increased so much, this is not a pie in the sky...

   "Well... But this spiritual power seems to contain some kind of ferocity, which doesn't match my peace-loving temperament... It doesn't matter, just practice it a few more times in the future."

  Jiang Ming sensed it carefully for a moment, and felt relieved. This wave of improvement in cultivation is very stable, with almost no flaws, which shows that the quality of these sources of spiritual power is amazing. Even such a ferocious increase did not leave any future troubles.

  However, Jiang Ming immediately discovered that after his cultivation base increased, the changes in the dantian did not stop, and the chaotic mist on the back of the spirit foundation still did not stop burning and melting the mysterious seed.

   Strands of chaotic mist rushed into the front from the back of the spirit base. While burning the seeds with flames, wisps of chaotic mist also slowly infiltrated into it.

  The cyan seed whose halo was flowing before is also slowly changing at this time, the halo is introverted, and it becomes a little gray, as if returning to the original...

  This situation is like these chaotic fogs, finding a suitable residence, transforming it into a suitable place to live, and relocating to it.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this altar as fierce as Hei Jian said..." Jiang Ming became more and more satisfied with the altar under his feet, and squatted down to pat the table: "Brother, it's really interesting to give away such a powerful seed, and also give away I will improve my cultivation level... Don't say thank you for your kindness, feel free to come to me for anything in the future, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you!"

  Boom...

   The altar seemed to be furious, and there was a sudden shock. Jiang Ming flew up in all directions, fell from the altar, and fell to the grassland outside.

"The temper is so hot..." Jiang Ming almost fell into a dog's shit, and then turned his head to look, and found that the light and mist around the altar had completely dissipated, and the entire altar returned to the original silence, and there was no more movement .

  Jiang Ming even felt that the altar had become a little ethereal, illusory and real, and seemed a little far away, and wanted to distance himself from himself...

   "Doing good deeds without expecting anything in return, knowing how to keep a sense of distance... What a good person!"

  Jiang Ming sincerely praised.

   "Brother...you are not dead?" Hei Jian flew over from a distance, and asked in surprise, "What danger did you encounter on the altar?"

  Jiang Ming quickly shook his head in displeasure: "You are not allowed to say that about Brother Tai, he is a good man!"

  Wow...

  Jiang Ming was in a trance for a while, and the figure of the altar became more ethereal, as if at the end of the fog, it was already a little unclear.

   "Okay, next... it's time to find a way to leave this place!" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, raised his black sword, turned and strode away...

  (end of this chapter)