As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 208: Spirit base seed

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

In Dao Yun, an object is gradually becoming clear.

"What is the origin of this altar...?" Jiang Ming's eyes flickered in amazement.

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 this world of cultivating immortals seems to be far deeper than imagined!"

Jiang Ming thought, he originally thought that the birth and death of epochs, formation, residence, and emptiness were the biggest catastrophe and mystery in this world of cultivating immortals. The ability to cross the catastrophe of the era...

But it seems that there is something wrong with this altar, and it is dormant in this saint's 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, when I can stand at the peak of the world of cultivating immortals, I am qualified to completely reveal these secrets..."

Ding~

With a soft sound, like a jade stone 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 remained. Shrouded in clear light, some couldn't see clearly.

"It's so full of vitality..."

When Jiang Ming came back to his senses, his eyes showed shock. 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, lowered 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 talismans of light and Taoism contained in the streamer, as vast as a sea of ​​stars.

"The first time the source of immortality actively released its breath, is it for this thing?"

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, even if he couldn't see the origin and use of this seed, he 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.

Winter~

With a deep sound coming from his body, 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 spreading, and it was actually spreading out strands of roots, taking root in his spirit base.

Chi Chi~

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. Every now and then, cracks were pierced out, like the soil that had been gouged out, and half of the seeds were buried in the spirit foundation...

"What's going on?" Jiang Ming was extremely surprised. He had never heard of such a change in the spiritual base of a cultivator.

The spiritual foundation is the root of a cultivator, and all Dao fruits are carried on it, and no accidents can be tolerated. Even if it is a sacrificial weapon, at most it only uses the Dao rhyme of the spiritual foundation to gradually accumulate the sacrificial refining .

No immortal 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. Great benefit.

Immediately, he sensed carefully and found that the seed was absorbing

The original spiritual power in his spiritual base is like absorbing nutrients, stored in the seeds, maybe it is to germinate and accumulate power...

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 Mohu Daofu engraved on the spirit foundation Some things seem 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 foundation are obtained from the afterglow of the catastrophe. They are the original dao rhymes of heaven and earth. It is a rare opportunity in the world.

Like Jiang Ming, smelting hundreds of fragments of the Great Dao into the spiritual foundation is almost impossible even for a saint when he was young and established the foundation.

These fragments of the Dao can help Jiang Ming practice and help him realize the Tao, but it is only limited to this. The inscriptions are clearly engraved or something.

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

"Maybe I can fill 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... ...

"It looks good. It doesn't take a day or two for this kind of seed to grow up... just be patient." Jiang Ming observed for a while, and found that the seed had been completely silent after the initial change. I don't know when it will germinate.

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

Wow~

But where Jiang Ming didn't notice, the seed that had been dormant in the depths of his spiritual foundation, at this moment, quietly flowed out a trace of extremely weak and strange Dao rhyme, which was in harmony with the thousands of Dao rhymes lingering around it. The rhyme is integrated into one, almost indistinguishable...

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

In the depths of Jiang Ming's consciousness, the eternal source of 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 more courageous, and spread towards the deeper part of the spirit base.

Vaguely, a hint of ferocity circulates inside this wisp of dao rhyme, as if it contains 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 source of immortal light did not move at all, as if it did not notice it at all, which made this fierce dao rhyme seem a little bolder, and the speed of penetration became faster...

Finally, the ferocious Daoyun completely pierced through Jiang Ming's spirit foundation, took root 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.

On the opposite side of the spirit foundation, it should be a dark and lonely area, with nothing, how could there be such chaotic mist, what is this...

The ferocious dao rhyme trembled slightly, and this calm and silent chaotic mist seemed to make it a little frightened from its source... This kind of fright did not come across an unreasonable domineering existence like the immortal source light and was forced to conquer it , but like encountering a natural enemy, even if it has not been tested and collided, it cannot bear it

Lives wanting 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 heart-shattering **** ferocity suddenly erupted from this fierce Dao rhyme, and it was about to sweep the entire spirit base and occupy this 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, which seemed to be calm and calm, suddenly began to transpire and leap, and strands of chaotic flames rose from the depths of the mist, as if disturbed by outsiders...

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

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

I saw strands of chaotic flames constantly rising from under the seed that had just been buried in his spirit base, 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 that the old man Xinglu gave him back then. They turned into a cloud of chaotic mist and lay dormant behind his spirit base. All of a sudden, I became interested, so 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. ....

Chi Chi~

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~

Under the impact of that pure spiritual power, Jiang Ming's cultivation base 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...

[It has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, and old bookworms are using it to change the source, huanyuan.]

Immediately, the momentum of the explosive growth of the cultivation base continued unabated, and 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, this increase in cultivation was real.

Although his talent has improved a lot, this wave of relics has also plundered... Bah, a lot of heaven and earth treasures and miraculous medicines have been crowdfunded, but even if he pours medicines every day, if he wants to rely on hard work to reach the peak in the middle stage of foundation establishment, at least It will take ten years.

Now, in just a short while, the cultivation base has soared to this point. This is not a pie in the sky...

"Well... But this spiritual power seems to contain some kind of ferocious intent, which does not match my peace-loving temperament... It's okay, just train it a few more times in the future."

Jiang Ming felt 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 astonishingly good. What's wrong with it.

However, Jiang Ming immediately discovered that after his cultivation base increased, the changes in his 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 from the back of the spirit foundation to the front. While burning the seeds with flames, wisps of chaotic mist also slowly seeped into it.

The cyan seed that had previously circulated in the halo 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 Heijian said..." Jiang Ming became more and more satisfied with the altar under his feet, and squatted down to pat the altar: "Brother, it's really interesting to give such a powerful one." Seeds, and give me to improve my cultivation... Great grace

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Peng...

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 on the grassland outside.

"The temper is so hot..." Jiang Ming almost fell into a 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. There was no movement either.

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

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

Jiang Ming sincerely praised.

"Brother...you are not dead?" The black sword 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's eyes froze for a while, and the figure of the altar became more vague, 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 around and strode away....

Drizzle in the sky