From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables chapter-475-285-immortal-vein-underworld-under-heaven-2

Chapter 472: Chapter 285: Immortal Vein, Underworld Under Heaven_2

The sun set behind the western mountains, the star and moon revealed themselves, and the sky gradually darkened. On the deserted mountain where Feng Qing’an stood, Spiritual Qi continued to pour into his body crazily, a tide of grandeur engulfing an area of ten miles.

The grandeur of the Spiritual Qi, the surging spiritual energy, created many peculiar changes in this initially ordinary wilderness. The thin miasma hidden amongst the grass and trees was swept away, and the faint resentful aura was also obliterated.

An otherwise unremarkable wilderness was transformed into a Taoist sanctuary brimming with spiritual energy due to Feng Qing’an’s arrival. However, the spiritual energy here had no place to store itself, unless Feng Qing’an decided to stay and cultivate, this place would revert to its original state.

“Alas, I’ve reached my limit.”

Gazing at the star and moon emitting a faint glow overhead, Feng Qing’an sighed helplessly. The Qi sea in his body was almost solidified, and for nearly an hour, no True Qi had been added.

The Spiritual Qi that surged around and filled his meridians and Dantian was aggressive. Even if these Spiritual Qi were as desperate as long-abandoned women in an empty chamber, they couldn’t transform into a single strand of True Qi anymore.

When this happens, it means that the limit has been reached. However, it was not his problem, but a problem with the “Six Yin Netherworld Immortal Scripture” he had chosen.

This is originally a scripture that could only be cultivated to the Dong Xuan realm. Although these are excellent scriptures that lead to the immortal way, they were not enough for Feng Qing’an.

“Dong Xuan, I made the wrong choice. This scripture doesn’t work. I can bear with it, but it can’t even practice a strand of Spiritual Qi.”

Staying still, standing for a long while, and confirming that he really can’t use the “Six Yin Netherworld Immortal Scripture” to condense a strand of Qi anymore, Feng Qing’an found Dong Xuan to express the problems he was facing.

“How many strands of Spiritual Qi have you cultivated?”

The silent Dong Xuan asked after waiting for a while.

“I am one short of a thousand. I’ve been trying for a long time to cultivate this last strand of True Qi and haven’t managed.”

Feng Qing’an’s tone was full of sighs and unwillingness. He was originally trying to see his limits, but instead of finding his own limits, he found the limits of his “Six Yin Netherworld Immortal Scripture” cultivation.

The state of Qi condensing not only depends on the cultivator himself but also on the grade of the cultivation method. The Immortal Scripture that Feng Qing’an was practicing at the moment was not enough.

But one can’t really blame this Immortal Scripture. Even the creator of these scriptures probably did not anticipate that there would be such a talented individual in the future who would practice his method as a side way.

“Nine hundred and ninety-nine strands…”

The lord of You Huang went silent again. For such a talent and the speed of condensing True Qi, she didn’t know what to say. Feng Qing’an’s existence was too exceptional and couldn’t be measured by common sense.

“Open your Immortal Pulse!”

“Should I be able to evolve an Immortal Pulse Phenomenon?”

“Naturally.”

If such a number of True Qi can’t evolve into the Immortal grade, then there wouldn’t be many people in this world who could. Even though the Immortal Scripture Feng Qing’an has chosen is somewhat lacking, it is still a scripture that steps towards the Immortal Way.

“Then I’ll start.”

“Mmm.”

Even at this point, there was a sense of unreality in Feng Qing’an’s heart. Real people, whether it was Dong Xuan or those he had met before, were always telling him: Don’t rush in cultivation, do not seek speed, be sure to read the Taoist scriptures, go through Buddhist rolls, and do more accumulation. Yet he was using Demonic Power now, so that ten years of others’ cultivation would be accomplished in a day.

However, this was also because Feng Qing’an had already obtained all the cultivation memories of this Immortal Scripture. His current cultivation was like re-practicing, doing things he had already done before. Naturally, it was much quicker when done again.

However, due to his gifted constitution, he completely outperformed that junior sect master in all aspects, making his results even more exaggerated and terrifying. Even Feng Qing’an himself did not anticipate his constitution could have such an exaggerated effect on the path of cultivation.

Heaven and Earth toll, all things are kin

Opening the Immortal Pulse, manifesting anomalies

This is the second step of the Immortal Way cultivation, where the accumulation of Qi condensing stage will thoroughly explode in this realm. What every cultivator can achieve in the future will be fully demonstrated in this realm. This is all determined by the cultivators themselves, not dictated by Heaven.

Rumble——

Inspecting his inner body and Qi sea in Dantian, a mysterious and deep True Qi is surging, making a thunderous roar. Under the guidance of Feng Qing’an’s soul power, the Six Yin Netherworld True Qi surges wildly, spreading through his twelve regular meridians. Every place where the True Qi passes, it sounds like the surge of a great river.

This content is taken from fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm.

What followed was a feeling of icy cold Yin Qi spreading with the True Qi, which made Feng Qing’an very uncomfortable—even causing him to frown. However, he quickly relaxed because this was within his expectations.

This is indeed a method of a heretical path, with its roots in Ghost Cultivation Method. It is normal that its symptoms make him, a lively and vibrant person, feel unwell.

The Junior Sect Master also felt unwell when he first started practicing, but the time he took to adapt was much longer than Feng Qing’an, who made a breakthrough in just one day.

“Immortal pulse!”

The chilly True Qi flowed throughout his body, guided to flow through and open various meridians and acupoints by Feng Qing’an. At this moment, he saw secrets in his body that he didn’t understand before.

Because he clearly saw secrets existing within him that he had never noticed before, he felt like a child who had just discovered his belly button and was curiously observing his now unfamiliar body.

Ten two regular meridians running up and down, fifteen branches that intersect with each other, eight odd meridians, and three hundred sixty-one acupoints scattered along these channels were all throughout his body.

These meridians interconnect with each other inside his body, forming countless channels. The True Qi that sprang from the Qi Sea in his Dantian moved along the meridians spontaneously.

Beginning from the Dantian, then sinking to the Huiyin, running upwards along his spine to the top of his skull, then flowing down from the forehead, moving past his upper palate towards the tip of his tongue, then going down along the chest meridian, to return to the Qi Sea in his Dantian after a whole cycle.

With the flow of True Qi, Feng Qing’an increasingly felt cold, his original lively and warm blood energy began to become slightly silent, and even his body temperature began to drop, with an aura of coldness surging from him.

The barren lands, which had transformed into a vibrant Daoist cultivation place filled with vigorous Life Qi due to his arrival, suddenly experienced a drastic change. Its prosperous ambiance like that of early spring was instantly overridden by the chill of the Twelfth Lunar Month as Feng Qing’an commenced the breakthrough, causing an explosion of his accumulated Yin-cold vital energy.

The place, originally brimming with the flourish of spring, was instantly overwhelmed by the cold aura of winter, and the verdant plants, which didn’t even have time to wither, were now coated with frost, frozen in ice crystals.

This was a transformation completely deviated from the Profound Righteous Path and even clashed with the Human Race. Now, Feng Qing’an could feel that under the nourishment of this special True Qi, his body was exhibiting a peculiar and ceaseless aura.

In this state, even if he stepped into the netherworld, he might not be attacked by ghost creatures, and might even be considered as one of them—this was an extraordinarily peculiar feeling.

“Indescribably wonderful!”

There in the unknown barren mountains, Feng Qing’an had his first touch of the mysteries of the Immortal Way and saw the secrets of the human body.

Despite knowing that this is a method of heretical path, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but admire it, because this was indeed a cultivation method that could bestow immortality upon humans. As long as it could achieve this, no matter how strange it was, it would be beyond reproach.

Boom

When the eastern sky was slightly bright, the mysterious energy accumulated over the night suddenly erupted from Feng Qing’an’s body. A mysterious lingering light emerged from his body, swallowing his figure whole, and spreading out from his location in all directions.

As dawn broke and daytime rays shone around, the place where Feng Qing’an stood had already transformed into a gloomy and uncanny ghost domain.