“Are you going with Little Bao?”
“Yes.”
“Jumping into the alchemy furnace?”
“Right.”
As Li Mo’s serious expression came into view, Elder Xue’s expression gradually turned grim.
He turned his head and said:
“Little Bao, go and fetch your second senior sister; she excels at treating consciousness soul and brain issues.”
Old Xue was worried that Li Mo might have been under too much mental stress for a long time, or perhaps he had gone wrong in his cultivation.
What kind of mental state could lead someone to think of jumping into the alchemy furnace to refine themselves together with the elixir?
This even skipped the initial steps; isn’t this just direct fire?
“Oh, alright.”
Tang Xiaobao wiped his face and was about to step out.
“Hold on!”
Li Mo pressed Tang Xiaobao’s head, turning him back.
“Elder Xue, I’m being serious.”
“The problem is even bigger now!”
Xue Jing’s face was full of concern.
“Practitioners like us tend to overthink things, sometimes we don’t even realize when we’re heading in the wrong direction.”
“For example, when I was young, I always thought about taking shortcuts.”
“At that time, I failed several times in condensing the Xuan Dan, so I thought about directly refining a ‘Xuan Dan’ for myself, putting it in my dantian, wouldn’t that be the same as a real Xuan Dan?”
“That sounds quite reasonable.”
Li Mo felt that Elder Xue’s idea was very creative, no wonder he was a master alchemist.
He was also a genius not inferior to himself.
But at this moment, Xue Jing sighed.
It seemed his method had failed.
“How did it fail?” Li Mo asked.
Xue Jing opened his mouth but hesitated, ultimately sighing again.
Tang Xiaobao slapped his head, remembering:
“Master took the Xuan Dan to the outhouse and even looked for it with a lantern…”
“Disobedient disciple, stop talking!”
Even at his age, being reminded of such an embarrassing incident made Xue Jing’s old face flush slightly.
Li Mo: “………”
After a moment of silence, he looked up at the sky, as if only now realizing something:
“Wow, look, there’s a bird over there, it’s so beautiful. By the way, Elder Xue, what were you saying just now?”
Little Li’s exhibitionist personality played out.
Knowing about this, one can’t sleep too deeply tonight.
“Yeah, it’s really beautiful.”
Xue Jing nodded.
“Where did you get…”
Smack
Tang Xiaobao got a knuckle sandwich from his master.
He felt a bit aggrieved; there was nothing in the sky after all.
“Cough, let’s get back to the point.”
Li Mo cleared his throat, becoming serious:
“Elder Xue, the reason I dare to enter the alchemy furnace is not because of fanciful thoughts.”
“Firstly, my external training technique has been quite effective.”
After saying that, he casually pulled out a sharp tool and flicked it with his finger.
The sharp tool immediately developed a crack.
Xue Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised by his disciple’s body refinement skills.
But that alone wasn’t enough.
Li Mo continued:
“I’ve also done some research on my own physique.”
“I found that I am immune to both cold and heat.”
Xue Jing shook his head:
“Practitioners naturally aren’t afraid of cold and heat to a certain extent, but this…”
“I’ve slept with Ying Bing for a month,” Li Mo added.
There was a sudden silence in the small courtyard.
“You…”
Xue Jing’s eyes widened in surprise, seemingly stirred by waves of shock.
“No mistake.”
Li Mo nodded slowly.
“Have you two reached this point?”
“…Elder Xue, your focus seems to be more on my physique.”
Li Mo’s forehead twitched.
“Um… If you’re this fearless towards extreme temperatures…”
Xue Jing regained his composure.
After much deliberation, he took a deep breath:
“In that case, let’s give it a try.”
“If anything goes wrong, we’ll stop immediately.”
…
At the same time.
Qingyuan Main Peak.
“In your Internal Breathing Realm progress, you’ve broken the sect’s records, and you can k*ll Observers with your Internal Breath.”
“Even many years ago, Qingyuan Sect has never produced a disciple like you.”
Shangguan Wencang smiled with satisfaction.
“Sect Master, you’re flattering me.”
Ying Bing nodded slightly.
She has never called Shangguan Wencang father.
And the latter never demanded anything.
“When you reach the Xuan Dan Realm, none of the Observers, disciples, or elders of Qingyuan Sect will be your match.”
Shangguan Wencang spoke.
Senior Su of Luoyang Peak, Qian Bufan, and Han He, with no elder opposing.
Ying Bing would stand out even among the Central Plains.
“You’ve always had your unique approach in cultivation.”
“I called you here today to ask.”
“What will you use to observe the Observer?”
Shangguan Wencang said seriously.
“Taiyin.”
Ying Bing replied without hesitation.
Observing Taiyin would allow her to further control the Yin energy within her body.
Shangguan Wencang was not surprised by this answer.
He seemed to have anticipated it:
“If Taiyin succeeds, it will naturally become divine form, but hanging high in the sky, it remains unattainable for us.”
Observing is not merely looking.
Taiyin, Taiyang, countless stars—observing them is naturally stronger than observing birds and beasts.
But those who truly understand their essence and incorporate them into their hearts are rare.
After pondering for a moment, seeing no change in Ying Bing’s expression, Shangguan Wencang said:
“Our Qingyuan Sect has a path similar to Taiyin Observer.”
“It suits you, and it’s even better.”
“That is to condense the forms of a hundred birds! Gather Phoenix Spirit!”
“Will you… accept it?”
When Shangguan Wencang said this, a strong light flashed in his eyes.
All the elders seemed to hold their breath.
This was Qingyuan Sect’s greatest secret, known only to each successive sect leader.
“I won’t give up on observing Taiyin’s form.”
Ying Bing spoke softly.
Shangguan Wencang’s eyes dimmed slightly.
“Since that’s the case, I can’t force you…”
“I was also planning to gather Phoenix Spirit.”
Ying Bing added.
Huh?
The elders were puzzled.
What does she mean?
In the next moment.
Two beams of light simultaneously lit up.
One derived from Taiyin’s aura, condensing myriad things; the other appeared illusory yet real, shimmering.
Ying Bing’s black hair fluttered, as if she was not of this world.
“Two types of Internal Breath?”
Qian Bufan reacted.
“Are you planning… to condense two Xuan Dans, observe Taiyin and a hundred birds’ forms simultaneously, gather dual spirits, and have two scenes?”
Han He asked softly.
He was afraid his mouth would open too wide and his heart would jump out.
“Yes.”
Ying Bing nodded.
The elders couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
They had fought with Ying Bing several times and had built up immunity.
Who could stay shocked every day?
But today, they exhausted their imagination and still didn’t expect Ying Bing to take this path.
It was very difficult.
But looking at the clear-eyed young girl, they couldn’t muster any persuasion.
In fact, they felt she clearly knew what she was doing and had considerable confidence.
If it succeeded…
Taiyin and a hundred birds, both divine forms.
Based on complexity and mystery, the shapes condensed in the Observer Realm vary in level.
Lower shape, middle shape, upper shape, supreme shape, grand divine shape.
Dual divine shapes?
At least they hadn’t heard of it before.
“Good, you have such spirit, it makes me feel petty.”
Shangguan Wencang tapped his pipe on the table:
“If you can condense two Xuan Dans, I’ll bring you to the main peak shrine.”
