As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

chi chi~

The purple mist circulated on Jiang Ming's body, like purple arcs, filled with a palpitating aura of destruction...

Crackling...

Vaguely, Jiang Ming seemed to hear that his meridians and blood bones were constantly breaking and repairing, and wisps of purple mist blended into them, and this process kept going back and forth...

It's like seeing new life in destruction, every time it breaks and repairs, Jiang Ming's meridians seem to undergo a slight change, becoming more tenacious and transparent... as if they are undergoing constant washing and tempering...

Wow~

The turbulent spiritual power circulated in the meridians, and Jiang Ming felt an unusual change. Compared with the previous spiritual power, the movement of the spiritual power was smoother and smoother, and the spiritual power seemed to fit better with his meridians.

buzz~

As the power of the purple crystal gradually merged into Jiang Ming's limbs, his perception of the changes in himself became clearer and clearer.

"My perception of the aura of heaven and earth seems to be a little sharper..." Jiang Ming muttered to himself.

To put it simply, the journey of cultivating immortality is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth into one's body, constantly breaking through the limits and shackles...

But everyone's root and bone aptitude is different. Ninety-nine out of ten ordinary people can't even sense the aura of heaven and earth, let alone embark on the road of cultivating immortals...

The stronger the aptitude, the more sensitive and friendly the perception of the aura of heaven and earth, and the fewer obstacles and bottlenecks encountered on the road of cultivation, so that they can reach a higher level.

In the past, Jiang Ming's affinity for spiritual qi could only be said to be average. If he hadn't relied on various external resources such as spiritual stones, it would have been impossible to cultivate to the perfection of the ninth level of Qi training today.

"Could it be that my aptitude has improved?" Jiang Ming was a little excited.

I have been a good-for-nothing for more than two hundred years, but I haven't found any way to improve the quality of my bones. Now that I see the light, how can I not be excited...

He pondered for a moment, then casually took out a spirit stone from the storage ring, which was covered with spots and impurities, and the spirit power in it was extremely mixed at first glance.

The aura in this kind of spirit stone is extremely difficult to absorb and temper, and the price is also lower than ordinary spirit stones. Generally, only minor repairs in the early stage of Qi training will use it...

Holding the spirit stone in Jiang Ming's hand, with a movement of his mind, the Wuyuan Jue was activated, absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stone...

Wow~

In an instant, the spirit stone lost its luster, and a ray of spiritual energy entered Jiang Ming's body, and was quickly refined into his own spiritual power...

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly: "If I were the old me, it would never be so easy to refine the miscellaneous spiritual energy in this spirit stone..."

"Sure enough, it is a treasure to improve aptitude!"

"This thing is much more precious than the ten-thousand-year stone spirit blood... Although the amount is not much, if I take all of it, I'm afraid it will also raise my aptitude to an unimaginable level."

Jiang Ming was excited, and quickly took out another piece of purple crystal and swallowed it into his stomach.

boom……

The purple mist filled the air, covering Jiang Ming's entire body...

...

three days later.

Jiang Ming finally finished refining the last piece of amethyst, and there was an involuntary amiability all over his body, and there seemed to be aura flowing in the flickering eyes.

"I don't know if my aptitude for cultivating immortals is stronger or weaker than those core disciples in Dongtian Paradise..."

Jiang Ming clenched his fist, feeling a little indescribably relaxed and joyful.

Although it is said that he can live forever, the journey of cultivating immortality does not rely on time to become immortal. If the aptitude is not strong enough, it is not impossible to be stuck in a certain cultivation bottleneck forever...

At the same time, the aura vortex in Jiang Ming's body has also completely turned into a liquid state, which means that his current spiritual power quality can already be compared with that of monks in the middle or even late stage of foundation establishment.

"Everything is ready, it's time to build the foundation!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. He had tried his best no matter his cultivation qualifications or spiritual strength. If he failed to build the foundation...

"Then do it again!" Jiang Ming murmured, anyway, he was not afraid of any failures, so he was done.

"The foundation-building technique...is also selected!"

Jiang Ming took out a jade slip and read it carefully for the last time.

Luo Yanyue's monks from the God's Eye Sect gave Jiang Ming several foundation-building exercises. He has been picking and choosing these days, and he has finally determined his goal.

"The Burning Spirit Sutra, the fire-type cultivation technique..."

This Burning Spirit Sutra is the most powerful of the several exercises. The spiritual power cultivated has extremely strong destructive power, but the disadvantage is that it is very easy to cause backlash against the cultivator and burn the meridians...

The strange thing about this technique is that there is almost no upper limit to its power. As long as the practitioner's meridians can withstand it, it can exert stronger power until the practitioner's entire body is burned to ashes...

"This Burning Spirit Sutra seems to have been heard in Xiaoqian Mountain back then... It is one of the more common foundation-building exercises, and most of them are casual cultivators with average aptitude, trying to use the violent energy of this Burning Soul Sutra, Break through the shackles and successfully build a foundation!"

"There are also some monks who use this technique to fight the enemy desperately..."

"Desperately, I am familiar with this trick!"

Jiang Ming rubbed his chin, feeling more and more that the Burning Spirit Sutra fits him well.

He also has a profound fire sacrificial art, which can also be regarded as a fire attribute secret art. With the support of the two phases, it should be able to explode with stronger power...

After reading the Burning Spirit Scripture for the last time, Jiang Ming also closed his eyes and remained silent until several hours passed before opening his eyes.

"let's start!"

Jiang Ming began to cultivate according to the spiritual power circulation route of the Burning Spirit Sutra. Gradually, the spiritual power in his body seemed to be filled with a scorching and violent aura...

And in the dantian, the vortex of spiritual power keeps rotating, under the operation of the Burning Spirit Sutra, it feels like being scorched by a raging fire, and also like being continuously beaten with hammers, slowly being compressed and condensed...

The seemingly simple process has extremely high requirements for the foundation builder. If the spiritual power vortex is not solid enough and the control of the spiritual power is not perfect enough, it may directly destroy the spiritual power vortex, fail to build the foundation, or even drop the cultivation level...

But today's Jiang Ming has no flaws and has strong confidence in Foundation Establishment.

"According to the description in the scriptures...according to this progress, it should be completed within one day!"

Jiang Ming was not in a hurry. Building a foundation not only tested his cultivation, but also his mentality. At this time, he must not mess up his mentality...

hum~

Just when Jiang Ming was immersed in the process of building the foundation, a ray of light suddenly flashed in his physical body. Bits of light rain contained fragments of the Dao, and quietly fell on Jiang Ming's spiritual vortex... …

Boom~

The vortex of spiritual power inflated suddenly, and the runes loomed in it, and there were strands of mysterious Dao Qi flowing, as if resisting the refining of the Burning Spirit Sutra, which slowed down Jiang Ming's progress several times...

"This..." Jiang Ming was dumbfounded.

He naturally recognized that this was the rain of light that was born from the catastrophe and poured into his body when he met one after another on the star road...

Jiang Ming knew that these avenue fragments were very precious, but he never expected that they would pop out at this time...

Boom boom boom...

The Burning Spirit Sutra was working hard, but the speed of condensing the spiritual power vortex was suddenly dozens of times slower than before.

After several hours, Jiang Ming refined the spiritual power vortex to the size before the light rain fragments appeared...

Wow~

The second piece of light rain appeared in time, and Shi Shiran floated into the vortex of spiritual power.

boom……

Hours of hard work was for nothing...

"These are benefits, benefits... I will bear it!"

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, tried his best to run the Burning Spirit Scripture, and continued to refine the Dao fragments.

From day to night, the third piece of light rain, the fourth piece...

More than half a month later, Jiang Ming finished refining the forty-first piece of light rain. His eyes were numb and he was a little confused. I have never heard of someone who spent half a month building a foundation...

Now his spiritual power vortex is like a nebula, slowly rotating, containing endless spiritual light and runes, and it seems to see countless dao rhymes at a glance.

Jiang Ming continued to temper and polish the spiritual power vortex, and finally no fragments of the avenue continued to fall, but the spiritual power vortex was much tougher than before, which greatly slowed down his tempering speed.

"Forty-one Heavenly Tribulation Battles, forty-one pieces of light and rain..."

Jiang Ming thought, and then his heart suddenly moved.

The old man on Xinglu was also considered the forty-second person. Although he didn't leave any fragments of the avenue behind, he left him with other things...

He flicked his fingers, and suddenly there was a pile of things in front of him, which was a pile of seemingly ordinary firewood.

At that time, the old man walking on the star road presented Jiang Ming with the Holy Body of Hundred Tribulations, while the old man in the farmhouse threw Jiang Ming a bundle of dry firewood, which seemed to be cut down from the mountain by himself...

"The memory of cutting wood at that time is already blurred... I don't know where this firewood was cut from, but it must be something special to be gifted by that kind of existence..."

"Can it be useful for my foundation building?"

With a move of his mind, Jiang Ming allocated a sliver of spiritual power to try to refine the bundle of dry firewood.

call out……

However, what Jiang Ming didn't expect was that as soon as his spiritual power touched the dry firewood, the whole bundle of dry firewood suddenly disappeared from his eyes and appeared in his dantian instead.

boom……

The dry firewood hanging under the vortex of spiritual power suddenly burst into flames at this moment. The raging flames erupted suddenly, and the flames contained strands of chaotic mist, which quickly merged into the vortex of spiritual power...

And in the vortex of spiritual power, there is also a trace of mysterious smoke, filled with a primitive and simple atmosphere, vast and boundless...

"This..." Jiang Ming was also dumbfounded. Could this be the real usage of dry firewood?

Or, I accidentally activated it in advance, and this dry firewood has a greater purpose...

"It doesn't matter, it's all burned!"

Jiang Ming sighed helplessly, his sudden whim made his speed of tempering the vortex of spiritual power even slower...

"Good things take time, good food is not afraid to wait..." Jiang Ming could only comfort himself in this way, and continued to temper slowly.

Time passed slowly, and it was two months since Jiang Ming first started to build the foundation...

"In this world, is there anyone who builds a foundation slower than me..."

Jiang Ming is speechless. He has encountered more than one or two black magic winds in the past two months. Fortunately, this vortex of spiritual power seems to have become extremely stable after being baptized by the fragments of the avenue and sacrificed by the mysterious dry wood. Slow, but never crashing...

"Finally, it's the last moment!"

In Jiang Ming's body, the original spiritual power vortex has almost turned into a spiritual power light wheel, floating quietly, leaving only the most central place, with a little gleam flowing, and is undergoing the final transformation...

This light wheel is the so-called spiritual base, the beginning of all the great ways, whether it is the golden core or the nascent soul, are all born from it...

Now Jiang Ming's spirit base is filled with a faint crimson light, which is determined by the characteristics of the burning spirit scripture.

Generally speaking, after a normal monk builds a foundation, the fewer blemishes on the surface of the spiritual foundation, the higher the quality of the foundation... The most perfect foundation is as smooth as a mirror, even the top geniuses among the three great caves. Almost no one can go this far.

boom!

After the last gleam of light was refined, Jiang Ming's whole body was shaken, and the aura in his body suddenly surged, breaking through the shackles of the Qi training period, and stepping into the early stage of foundation establishment.

"Finally...it's done!" Jiang Ming was excited. After cultivating immortals for more than a hundred years, he finally stepped into a new world.

"However, whether my foundation building is of high quality or low..." Jiang Ming immediately looked at his spiritual foundation.

On his spirit base, a series of avenue runes are indefinite, outlining a mysterious and unknown light... like stars twinkling, adding a bit of color to the bare spirit base.

And under the spirit foundation, strands of chaotic mist swirled around, and there seemed to be thousands of gods in the circulation, as if everything in the world was contained in it...

"It seems that my foundation building is a little different from ordinary people... I heard that the refining Dao fragments can help people practice enlightenment and improve my talent..."

"And that chaotic mist, I don't know what use it is..."

However, Jiang Ming had a vague premonition that this chaotic mist might be unusual. The place where the old man was staying was not an ordinary farmhouse, but the deepest spiritual world...

How can the firewood cut from that kind of place and the chaotic mist produced by burning be mortal?

"I can only wait for the future to explore slowly!"

Jiang Ming shook his head. In short, the situation of his spirit base cannot be shared with outsiders...

"The purpose of this trip has been accomplished, and the cultivation base has also increased a lot...you can leave at any time!"

Jiang Ming talked to himself, but then he remembered the old silver coin that chased and killed him, and wondered if there was someone waiting outside.

"It's full of calculations. It's only been more than a month since I entered the Black Wind Demon Abyss. For a cultivator, it's just a blink of an eye. It's not safe to go out now...I'd better wait for a while and consolidate my cultivation!"

Jiang Ming didn't panic at all, and started to run the Burning Spirit Sutra on the spot. There was a faint light on the spirit foundation, and the surging spiritual power gushed out like a tide, circulating among the limbs and bones. It was much stronger than the Qi training period...

As he began to practice the exercises, Jiang Ming was also a little surprised to find that his comprehension of the Burning Spirit Sutra was rapidly deepening. If it was said that he only practiced step by step before, now he has been able to understand some of the secrets of the exercises. The Dharma is running more smoothly in the body...

"Is this the transformation of talent?" Jiang Ming looked at the spirit base, and the fragments of the avenue flickered on it, which seemed to have brought him unknown mysterious changes.

Jiang Ming was intoxicated by it, and practiced tirelessly. He finally realized that cultivation may not be boring, but the cultivation of waste wood is boring.

Just like the math problems in the previous life, it is always interesting for the masters to solve them, but the useless ones can only cry for their father and mother...

On the fifth day of practice, Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly moved.

Now that he has advanced to build a foundation, Jiang Ming's spiritual perception is far better than before. He seems to have sensed some fluctuations on the surface that do not belong to the Black Wind Demon Abyss...

boom……

A breath of spiritual power burst out and quickly attacked Jiang Ming's location.

"Fuck... I hid so deep, can I find it?"

Jiang Ming's complexion changed slightly, and thoughts flashed in his mind. The other party's cultivation was within the scope of foundation establishment. He must not be able to go so deep with his cultivation alone. He must have borrowed some treasure.

"As expected of the Three Great Caves..."

Everything happened between lightning and flint. At the same time that Jiang Ming's thoughts flashed, the speed was not slow at all. He rushed out of the underground cracks suddenly, and rushed deeper into the Black Wind Demon Abyss without looking back...

"I don't believe that your treasure can be used without restriction..."