The next day, early morning.
Still in the bedroom, still at the wide wooden table.
However, the medicine bottles and wooden boxes that were placed last night were all gone.
In front of Chu Weiyang were plates of delicious seafood delicacies.
Indeed, Chu Weiyang had begun to discover the first good thing about cultivating in Jing'an Dao City.
Living off the land, living off the sea.
The food from the outer sea, with simple cooking, tasted delicious and fragrant.
What's more valuable is that due to the abundant production in the outer sea, such delicacies only cost a very low price for a satisfying meal.
Even for someone who had endured hunger for a long time and practiced the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique."
Because the outer sea was a place where demonic beasts roamed freely, it was said that many dangerous places deep in the outer sea were places where demonic beasts could transform.
Perhaps the ancestral land of the demonic beasts was in some unknown place in the outer sea.
In any case, after generations of reproduction over the long years, even ordinary fish and shrimp caught from the sea carried a trace of demonic beast bloodline.
If nourished by moonlight, it was very easy to enter the path of demonic beasts.
Looking back, perhaps this was the reason why demonic beasts had been rampant in the outer sea for generations.
But what Chu Weiyang was truly concerned about was that consuming seafood containing demonic beast bloodlines could make him feel more benefits clearly and distinctly!
Benefits did not just mean swallowing at the usual frequency, but there was a more profound primordial qi force descending into the sea of qi.
Chu Weiyang also confirmed the rumors to be true!
Plunging into the warm flow of the pill cauldron, there was indeed a hazy brilliance resembling blood essence, turning into a halo.
As Chu Weiyang continued to operate his techniques, it gradually washed over the stomach cauldron, illuminating the five organ meridians bit by bit.
This was a new realm beyond the original nourishment of primordial qi force.
It had nothing to do with cultivation level, but each moment of illumination made the stomach cauldron and the five organ meridians stronger by a fraction.
If one could consume it for a long time, such changes in realm might be even more significant.
Suddenly, Chu Weiyang began to recall the traditional cultivation method mentioned by Guo Dian when he was taught the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique" in the Demon Suppression Cave.
It involved a long process of consuming demonic beast flesh and blood, as well as spirit fruit wine, to refine the stomach cauldron into a true supreme-grade cauldron.
Now, with the illumination and cleansing of the blood essence halo, Chu Weiyang began to have a real sense of the words spoken by Guo Dian, understanding the subtleties of the Panwang Sect's cultivation method.
Young people pondered silently, realizing that the traditional sequence and process of consumption mentioned in the ancient heritage were no longer traceable.
However, this still pointed Chu Weiyang in another direction for advancing in the "Five Organs Nourishing Qi Essence Technique." It was not good to always rely on swallowing treasures and spirit stones for cultivation.
Instead, by mastering the "Secret Extracts of the Myriad Spirit Sovereign's Aide," perhaps one could forge a new path in the old direction!
With this in mind, Chu Weiyang no longer felt restless about the disharmony in his cultivation from the previous night.
Any progress that could be observed and imagined was enough to bring joy.
Therefore, Chu Weiyang hastened his swallowing a few more times, picking up a half-steamed sea fish mixed with sauce, and finished it in a few breaths.
Looking back, the entire large wooden table was filled with empty plates with sauce remnants.
Although the feeling of hunger continued to transmit from the stomach cauldron, just looking at it gave Chu Weiyang a sense of being full, and this illusion of being full further satisfied his mind, making him feel a rare sense of peace.
Leaning back slightly, feeling the refreshing sea breeze outside the window, Chu Weiyang picked up two Daoist books that were already in his hands.
Water, fire, trigram changes, lead, mercury.
It made sense to align with the alchemy cultivation path.
However, in a short period of time, without any opportunities, Chu Weiyang couldn't find a suitable technique to match the "Azure Cloud Dissipating Spirit Pill" he was seeking.
But there were other solutions.
Firstly, Chu Weiyang no longer practiced both techniques simultaneously.
The Jade Poisonous Fire only churned in the middle dantian and vermilion palace, no longer participating in the circulation of the five organ meridians.
Secondly, the fervor was the essence of the technique.
This method was close to demonic cultivation.
To seek balance and harmony, one needed to control the flames with the Daoist incantations of the sect.
Regarding the myriad techniques and colorful images, Chu Weiyang believed that the Tianchang Mountain lineage's method was the most suitable.
Coincidentally, Chu Weiyang had the Qiankun Pouch carried by Yan Jianming and Chunyu Huai with him.
At this moment, looking at the two Daoist books in his hands, Chu Weiyang couldn't make a choice.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
A long time passed.
In his mind, there was still silence, as if it were as silent as death.
After a long time of sorting out his thoughts almost to the point of exhaustion, Chunyu Zhi had been in this kind of silence all along.
It seemed as if it wasn't just Chu Weiyang who was burning with fervor, but rather the thoughts were struggling and restless, not finding peace, and it wasn't just one person.
The body was cold, not like a human body, but with a bit of true spirit struggling, still clinging to the memory of when it was alive.
Chu Weiyang's hand was already on the sword hilt.
"Miss Zhi, aren't you going to say something? I'm not inviting you, I'm demanding it."
As he spoke, a trace of primordial qi force shone at Chu Weiyang's fingertips, connecting to the prohibition chains flowing in the bright yellow sword body.
The Dao and the technique resonated and intertwined.
Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice was full of coldness, as if it came from a ghostly and sinister place colder and more chilling than killing intent.
"Of course, I've mentioned the good things you've done, but what about the bad things? Do you think I won't remember them? Why did you watch me do all those things yesterday and not say anything?
Why do you reside in my Dao sword but say nothing? Do you think you're hiding in the Dao sword observing me? Why don't you think that I've been observing you while holding the Dao sword?
You and I cannot decide how we meet, how we live or die, and how we end up in this situation today. But you and I, oh, I can decide how we should interact in the future, and as for you, you can decide whether you will suffer too much!"
At this point, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice became calm again.
"I've always been curious about one thing, Miss Zhi. Your true spirit has been refined into the Dao sword. Are the seals and prohibitions flowing on the sword body binding your true spirit to the Dao sword, or have the prohibitions turned into chains that pierce through your true spirit?
And which way of disturbing the prohibition chains can make you feel more real pain? If your soul fragments are shattered, will the memories they carry shine through the prohibition chains into my mind? You see, even if you don't speak, many things I want to know, I will still know.
And as someone who escaped from the Demon Suppression Cave, as someone who is accomplished in certain areas, I suggest Miss Zhi not always avoid pain. In your experience, many times, true peace is always a superficial and unrealistic concept.
On the contrary, perhaps occasionally experiencing truly intense pain, as if tearing the soul apart, can give a person a feeling of half numbness, half vitality, but still a real sense of existence. So, Miss Zhi, would you like to give it a try?"
In Chu Weiyang's mind, he still did not hear Chunyu Zhi's voice, but it was no longer silent.
Vaguely, Chu Weiyang could hear Chunyu Zhi's unsteady breathing.
She had truly fallen into the trap of chains formed by Chu Weiyang's words, facing the threat of intense pain, facing the threat of her soul being torn apart, questioning her inner self.
After a moment, Chunyu Zhi did not respond to Chu Weiyang's proposal regarding pain, but instead spoke in a deliberately calm manner.
"Do not choose the 'Yellow Court Noon Fire Three Yang Technique.' The Three Yang Technique embodies the essence of the Samadhi True Fire, and the essence of the cultivation method lies in condensing essence, qi, and spirit, using the three elements to control the flames!
The technique itself is not a problem, but since you have cultivated a mouthful of poisonous demonic fire, it is not suitable to refine it into essence, qi, and spirit.
Until you achieve the harmony of water and fire, even the rotation of the five elements, it is best for this mouthful of poisonous demonic fire to only stir in your middle dantian. Therefore, it is best to cultivate the 'Five Phoenixes Summoning the Southern Bright Curse,' which is the top killing curse in the realm of flames!
Even in the final achievement, it is no weaker than the Samadhi True Fire!
Using this curse to gather demonic blood and malevolent qi, harmonizing them in the flames, sequentially condensing the forms of the five phoenixes - the Red Phoenix, the Yuan Chu, the Yuyue, the Blue Luan, and the White Goose! By tempering the flames with malevolent qi, refining the demonic essence with spiritual flames, when using the technique, the five phoenixes' flames will spread across the sky without end, revolving endlessly!
When the technique is deeply cultivated, one can even comprehend the aura of the Southern Bright Fire from it. Even if one cannot condense the Southern Bright Fire, through refinement, one can elevate their own flames into supreme-grade flames! Remember the reputation of the Danxia Old Mother, the image of the Great Sun Dan Yang, mostly lies within this Southern Bright Fire!"
As Chunyu Zhi spoke, Chu Weiyang's heart was filled with anticipation.
Being a direct disciple of the Old Mother, every word she spoke never strayed from the essence of alchemy, and every mention of the future was about how great cultivators would be, igniting a fire in one's heart.
However, Chu Weiyang's fingers on the sword hilt never left.
"Miss Zhi's words are excellent, but it requires opening one's mind, allowing me to observe and comprehend. Perhaps by learning this 'Five Phoenixes Summoning the Southern Bright Curse,' I can make rapid progress one day, and with this technique, I can establish a better foothold in this city, so that Miss Zhi can find peace within the Dao sword."
Upon hearing this, Chunyu Zhi's breathing suddenly paused.
"Is this also a demand?"
Chu Weiyang shook his head gently.
"It's not an invitation, after all."
There was a hint of resentment in Chunyu Zhi's voice, "You still don't trust me!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Weiyang smiled.
"Where does that come from, Miss Zhi? I am not a seven-year-old child, and you are not a naive cultivator just out of the sect. Given the current situation, how can I completely trust you? But Miss Zhi should know that I only want to learn the curse, and I absolutely do not want to damage the spiritual charm of my Dao sword. Rest assured."
As he finished speaking, Chu Weiyang slowly closed his eyes and, at the same time, his unrestrained thoughts and intentions flowed along the prohibition chains formed by the seals, flowing into the Dao sword.
In a daze, the thoughts and intentions illuminated a surreal world full of strange lights and shadows.
On the verdant mountaintop, under the clear and bright sun, there was a girl with a soft face, wearing a sky-blue Daoist robe, dancing in the morning glow.
With the fluttering of her clothes and the movements of her hands and feet, the warm light reflected the fire aspect of the five phoenixes, hovering above the girl's head, bathing in the sunlight, echoing her dance.
In the hazy and illusory scene before his eyes, all the details of the cultivation method of the "Five Phoenixes Summoning the Southern Bright Curse" were vividly imprinted in Chu Weiyang's mind.
However, in a distant place across an entire universe, the intense pain felt by Chunyu Zhi due to opening her mind was also transmitted vividly to Chu Weiyang's mind.
The process of every breath feeling like tearing the soul apart was close and piercing.
After a few breaths, Chu Weiyang slowly opened his eyes.
His fingertips lightly tapped on the sword hilt, as if soothing something.
"Miss Zhi, I have noted your kindness once again."
Outer Sea.
In the surging waves, far away, there was a massive ship, resembling a behemoth in the storm, moving on the sea like a floating city.
However, upon closer inspection, the ship-like behemoth was covered with layers of pink prayer flags hanging alternately, resembling stacked mists.
Occasionally, when the sea breeze swept through, blowing the layered and heavy prayer flags, the charming laughter of women could be heard.
On the top deck of the ship.
In the faint sound of bells, Shi Yuting stepped in with lotus steps, pushing open the door and entering the warm and cozy room.
Incense candles swirled on the walls, illuminating the spacious room brightly.
Thus, Shi Yuting glanced at the figure behind the screen, bowed respectfully, and then removed her veil.
Thus, the heavy veil that covered her from head to toe fell off along with the veil, and Shi Yuting walked to the wooden screen, raised her hand, and a fair, slightly pink arm emerged from the black gauze, gently tapping on the screen.
As a result, the bell rang even more crisply.
Following that, amidst rustling sounds, a mature voice full of charm emanated from behind the screen.
"How did it go? Did you meet the person from the Panwang Yuan Sect?"
Thinking of something, Shi Yuting smiled and then nodded.
"I met him. The name I inquired about is Chu Weiyang. His strong medicinal scent is quite distinctive, and he speaks quite interestingly, with a hint of seriousness mixed with humor, but..."
At this, the person behind the screen inquired further.
"But what?"
A flash of coldness passed through Shi Yuting's gaze.
"But his cultivation level is a bit low, just entering the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, with malevolent qi in his body, and his face lacks a healthy color. Who knows which day he will quietly fall in this vast Dao City."
Responding to Shi Yuting's words, the woman behind the screen yawned nonchalantly.
"In any case, it has to be him. After the Panwang Yuan Sect was attacked, he is the only one left as a lone seedling..."
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