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One breath, two breaths… ten breaths… half an hour… one hour…
I don't know how long it had passed, but Wang Heng's ears were no longer silent. There was a subtle sound, like the breathing of a living being, or a weak heartbeat. The source was the dark soul seed.
He continued to listen until the sound became clear enough, then he withdrew his mind, having already memorized this unique rhythm in his heart.
Having achieved his goal, Wang Heng immediately opened his eyes, picked up the black soul seed without saying a word, and threw it into his mouth.
After eating, he started mumbling something, as if chanting some kind of spell.
Suddenly, dozens of tiny ancient characters emerged in the void, outlining the traces of the Great Dao. Under Wang Heng's control, they all sank into his mouth, wrapping the dark soul seed that had not yet been swallowed, and carrying the ancient seed down along the esophagus.
It didn't take long to reach the place where essence is stored, which is the so-called lower dantian.
This is also an indispensable and important part of the human body and the source of energy.
Ordinary people give birth to children, Taoists give birth to their bodies. Shi Hao's secret realm method starts from this place, and the same is true for Xian Gu's Tao Seed Method. This shows the importance of this location.
When it reached Dantian, dozens of ancient characters dissipated, revealing a dark soul seed, which slowly sank.
Wang Heng took a deep breath, preparing to welcome this perfect ancient seed that could help him control his own destiny.
"Buzz!"
The moment the ancient species came into contact with flesh and blood, Wang Heng's entire body trembled violently and he froze there.
The rhythm has not been opened yet, but it will be opened after the cultivation is completed. Then I will start to talk about the worldview of the primitive ancient world and other things. It is very important to follow up on this book. I hope that all brothers can help me and follow up on it every day. I will be very grateful.
Chapter 23 Inheritance
The flesh and blood body is connected and integrated with a "key" that contains huge potential and can connect to the avenue of heaven and earth. It is like building a majestic bridge between two strange worlds, connecting the natural barrier.
At this moment, Wang Heng seemed to see the specific form of the Avenue, which was mysterious, endless, bizarre, and difficult to describe in words.
This reminded him of a saying: "The Tao that can be told is not the real Tao; the name that can be named is not the real name." Namelessness is the beginning of heaven and earth; name is the mother of all things.
The Tao that can be described in words is not the eternal Tao, and the name that can be expressed in words is not the eternal name. "Nothing" is the origin of heaven and earth, and "something" is the root of all things.
Previously, Wang Heng had practiced millions of ancient immortal characters in the Preaching Hall. They were called the words of the Great Dao, describing the tangible traces of the Great Dao and pointing directly to the origin of heaven and earth.
Mastering millions of ancient immortal characters is equivalent to mastering the foundation of the tangible Tao. However, in the universe, there is also an intangible Tao that cannot be explained with ancient characters.
At this moment, Wang Heng saw this invisible way. He opened his eyes wide, the shock in his heart was beyond words. He felt their grandeur and greatness, and even more so their immensity and eternity.
All of this was brought about by the supreme soul seed planted in the lower dantian. It was like a bridge, opening up a path between Wang Heng and the heaven and earth, cutting off the barriers and allowing Wang Heng to see the truth.
It was so vast, seemingly endless, like a vast ocean. Wang Heng's heart was trembling, and he deeply realized his own insignificance.
Drifting in the ocean of the Avenue is like riding a small boat, like a drop in the ocean, or a grain of sand in the Ganges.
Perhaps, only by being in harmony with the Tao, reaching the supreme level, and merging the body with the Tao, can one barely comprehend a small part of it.
Just as Wang Heng was sighing at the vastness of the Tao and the insignificance of all living beings, the millions of ancient immortal characters that were floating in his heart suddenly emitted a bright light, filled with the breath of the Tao.
Immediately afterwards, the most basic and simple words of the Tao floated out from Wang Heng's body and hovered around him, making Wang Heng seem to be standing in a brilliant galaxy.
Driven by the invisible way, these ancient characters evolve autonomously, where they are arranged and combined to create endless possibilities and burst into brilliant sparks.
Later on, the two began to blend together to form more complex and powerful ancient characters.
Picture after picture, all kinds of changes and interpretations passed through Wang Heng's eyes and were imprinted in his heart. In just one hour, his perception and understanding of the Ancient Immortal Avenue rose to a higher level, becoming more profound and thorough.
Millions of ancient characters were blended together in that way, and eventually the number was reduced by half to hundreds of thousands.
Although the total number of ancient characters is decreasing, in fact, Wang Heng's strength and understanding of the Tao have greatly improved.
The ancient characters are blended together and condensed into essence to exert greater power. This is a shortcut process. When the ancient characters mastered by Wang Heng are turned into dozens or even a few, he can call the wind and rain, and his words will come true. He is omnipotent.
Of course, this "omnipotence" is only limited to the primitive ancient world. In all the heavens and worlds, except for the fairyland which originated from the primitive ancient world, the power of ancient characters in other ancient worlds will be greatly affected. This is also a defect of the ancient fairy law that cannot be ignored.
There are hundreds of thousands of ancient characters, each of which is formed by the fusion of the two most basic ancient characters. The structure is more complicated than the original, and the avenue described is also more powerful. They surround Wang Heng like shining stars, as if he is the center of the universe.
Finally, the ancient characters returned one after another and turned into streams of light that flew into Wang Heng's heart.
From the time when the Supreme Soul Seed opened up Wang Heng's journey of the Great Dao, to the time when the Dao Fruit was initially achieved and he left the state of enlightenment, it lasted for more than an hour in total. During this process, the fusion of the Supreme Soul Seed and Wang Heng was also proceeding silently, and now it is nearing its end.
This fusion is not an ordinary fusion, but a permanent fusion of the life levels. The Tao seed is faint, connected with the flesh and blood, and even with the soul, becoming a part of Wang Heng's body.
Only in this way can it open the door to the avenue for Wang Heng and comprehend the vast ocean formed by the invisible way.
"Buzz!"
A slight sound indicated that the Supreme Soul Seed and Wang Heng had completely merged into one. There was no distinction between the two anymore. Unless Wang Heng died, this Tao Seed would belong to him alone.
At this moment, a huge potential energy was released from the supreme soul seed, flowing along the meridians and injected into the soul sitting in the purple palace.
His powerful soul, which was already far ahead of his peers, became even more terrifying in an instant.
Moreover, it changed from its crystal clear, glorious and sacred appearance to black, as if it was possessed by a demon, and even emitted black gas that spread through its brows to the outside world.
Wang Mian naturally noticed this, but he did not act rashly because the black color was not a sign of being possessed by a demon, but rather a sign of Wang Heng's soul undergoing another transformation and sublimation.
This is the blessing and feedback from the Tao Seed after the Tao has been accomplished.
Wang Heng only felt that his soul was constantly expanding and compressing to maintain his current size, and his strength was constantly increasing, from quantitative change to qualitative change. Even he himself could hardly explain how powerful his soul power was, but what was certain was that it absolutely crushed the descendants of the Immortal King of the same age and was the best in the ancient world.
The feedback from the soul seed did not stop there. Wisps of black soul mist rose into the purple palace and pried open the motionless black sword suspended in it.
This is the inheritance of the Soul Sword Technique, one of the three famous sword techniques. It is like a huge treasure hidden in Wang Heng's soul habitat and has never been opened.
Wang Heng tried to open the inheritance of this black sword, but there was no response at all and it did not move at all.
However, now, with the help of the supreme soul seed, the small black sword responded and made a buzzing sound.
Wang Heng, whose soul was in the process of evolving and sublimating, noticed this and showed surprise on his face. He thought that to unlock this supreme inheritance, he would need to advance several realms at least. Unexpectedly, just after fusing the supreme soul seed, the inheritance showed signs of being unlocked.
I saw that a part of the black sword had escaped, just like the rust on the sword that could not withstand the ravages of time and fell off bit by bit. They turned into black substance and floated towards Wang Heng's soul like a black mist.
Wang Heng was shocked when he saw this scene. He saw clearly that it was not black fog at all, but countless, densely packed ancient characters.
In other words, the Supreme Soul Seed forcibly pried out a part of the inheritance from the small sword, which he could use.
"boom!"
The black fog spread and merged into Wang Heng's soul, immediately making a huge roar.
Chapter 24: Suppressing the Rebellion, Celestial Phenomena
Wang Heng only felt a flash before his eyes, and saw a scene that would be unforgettable for the rest of his life.
It was a noisy battlefield, with countless figures fighting in it. The roars, screams, and the sounds of swords clashing... were endless. Blood and flesh piled up to form an ocean and a mountain.
At this moment, the world was silent, and a black sword slowly rose up, making all things lose their sound. At the same time, it shot out a tremendous sword light.
The sword light transformed into a humanoid creature, holding a black sword, rushing into the battlefield, killing indiscriminately, reaping the lives of the strong like harvesting wheat.
This scene was too horrifying. Wherever the black sword passed, no one survived. They all fell in a pool of blood, losing their breath and their lives.
No matter whether it is a human-shaped creature, a divine beast, or an immortal creature, none of them can be a match for the sword-wielding creature. This kind of sword technique is too terrifying. It can kill the soul and wipe out everything in heaven and on earth. It is invincible and powerful, and can quell chaos in the world.
In the end, all living creatures on the enemy side were killed, leaving no one alive.
The scene changed, and Wang Heng came back to his senses. He was extremely shocked. Is this the power of the Suppressing Rebellion Technique? A Yuanshen Sword Embryo was born, slaying demons and exterminating immortals, killing gods and Buddhas, it was so moving that it really made people yearn for it.
While he was still immersed in the situation of killing everyone and becoming invincible in the world with the pacification strategy, countless black ancient characters emerged and formed a black sword in the void, which chopped directly at Wang Heng's soul without any explanation.
"what!"
Wang Heng was caught off guard by this sudden attack and had no time to resist. His soul was chopped by hundreds or thousands of swords, and many remains of his soul power fell at his feet after being chopped off.
The intense and piercing pain transmitted from every part of his body made Wang Heng unbearable. However, he discovered one thing, that is, this black sword was not meant to kill him, but to help him cut off the dross and strive for perfection.
The fragments of the soul's body that fell to the ground were not useless. They gathered at Wang Heng's feet, were ignited, and began to burn fiercely, becoming firewood and nutrients for the main soul. They burned in the fierce fire and forged the body, rapidly increasing the strength of Wang Heng's soul.
The Supreme Soul Seed brought him a quantitative change, and now, part of the inheritance of the Pacification Technique has brought him a qualitative change.
Suddenly, the black sword body dispersed, and thousands of black ancient characters reorganized into a black halberd, which stabbed Wang Heng in the flames fiercely, focusing on the weak positions, and poked a dozen large holes in the blink of an eye.
Wang Heng gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly recovering from his injuries, allowing the halberd to stab him. This was helping him to fill in the gaps and reduce the weaknesses of his soul.
After the hellish training, Wang Heng's spirit became stronger and stronger. Compared with before, it was no longer just quantity without quality.
As the frequency of the halberd's stabs decreased, he thought it was about to end.
As a result, the black halberd disintegrated and turned into another weapon, launching a new round of attack on Wang Heng's soul.
There is no doubt that this is an unparalleled journey of soul refining, treating the weak soul as a rough piece and tempering it through thousands of trials and tribulations.
The whole process was like being in purgatory, with Wang Heng’s screams and wails everywhere.
Finally, the black ancient characters turned into a heavy hammer, smashing Wang Heng's soul fiercely. Even if it was deformed and the human body shape was distorted, it did not stop.
For a moment, Wang Heng felt that he was about to die and was about to be smashed into a meat paste by this sledgehammer. Even his consciousness became blurred and he could not tell the directions.
He no longer had the strength to wail. He really didn't have the energy to shout anymore. His voice was hoarse.
At this time, his soul was no longer in human form and was smashed into a black sword by the sledgehammer. When the sword body took shape, the sledgehammer transformed from the black ancient characters stopped and decomposed into countless black ancient characters on the spot, which sank into Wang Heng's body and disappeared.
The humanoid soul disappeared, leaving only a black sword suspended in the air, motionless, lying there quietly, faintly emitting an extremely sharp sword energy.
"Buzz!"
The sky and the earth lost their color. Inside the secret room, Wang Heng's body's brows relaxed, his eyes suddenly opened, appearing pitch black, his long black hair stood upside down, and above his head, an upright black ancient sword slowly rose, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards. Sword energy soared into the sky, raging in the secret room, as if to cut through the sky and see eternity.
"what?"
Wang Mian was shocked. Was he seeing things? Wang Heng, who had just attained enlightenment, actually displayed the Wang family's Immortal King's supreme martial art, the Yuanshen Sword Technique?
Logically speaking, this supreme method requires Wang Heng to have a certain foundation in cultivation before he can begin to practice it, even if he has supreme talent and is the son of the Immortal King.
But now, Wang Heng broke his cognition and initially demonstrated the supreme power of the Yuanshen Sword Technique. He had just embarked on the path of cultivation and already had an invincible aura.
Such a horrifying scene made Wang Mian, a True Immortal, unable to remain calm and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
That is, at the moment when Wang Heng entered the sword technique, the feedback of the supreme soul seed ended, marking the completion of his cultivation and his ultimate success.
"Boom!"
Even though he was sitting cross-legged in a secret room full of restrictions at this moment, he could not prevent the birth of strange phenomena in heaven and earth.
With this magnificent construction as the center, the sky was filled with auspicious clouds, accompanied by the roar of thunder, golden lotuses fell from the sky, and sweet springs gushed out from the ground.
This is not the end, but just the beginning. After a while, the auspicious clouds dispersed, and a real dragon with brilliant golden light emerged from the clouds, shaking its head and wagging its tail, so lifelike. There was also a phoenix dancing in the air, raising its head and singing loudly.
After the auspicious celestial phenomenon of the dragon and the phoenix faded, another vast palace descended, breaking through the clouds and mist, revealing the tip of the iceberg, pavilions, towers, jade buildings, and immortal palaces...