Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Late at night!

The full moon rises in the east, and the jackdaws wake up...

Inside the old house, a beautiful figure walked in following the shadow of the night.

Under the moonlight, the woman was wearing a red cloak, and her graceful and exquisite body could not be concealed by the night wind.

Beside her was a maid who was a little shorter in stature, but she had bright eyes and was dexterous.

"It's a good way to kill with one move without hiding anything!"

The woman in red walked to the center of the courtyard, looked at the remaining traces, her beautiful eyes showed no joy or anger.

"One move is deadly? Who else in Ping'an Town can kill Qin Jiu with one move? What kind of strength is this?" the maid cried out, her pretty face showing surprise.

The woman in red remained indifferent, leaning over to reach for her hand, her slender fingers brushing over the scorched marks on the ground.

"Shocking and startling thunder, five thunders blasting the top... I never thought that Chen Qinggang has already cultivated to such a degree." The woman in red said indifferently.

"I underestimated him."

"What?" The maid's delicate body trembled slightly, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes.

A master of thunder and thunder is simply a disaster for a monster like her, let alone reaching the state of "five thunders", when the blood is circulating, it is like five thunders hitting the top, making her unable to escape.

Such a master didn't even need to activate the talisman, nor did he need to use [Inner God Art of War], he could slap her to death with a single slap, without any suspense at all.

"It is said that Chen Qinggang is the weakest of the three major guards, but unexpectedly he has also reached the realm of the five thunders." The maid said with a serious expression.

"Although it's a bit tricky, it's not a big deal." The woman in red stood up slowly, shook her head, and a gleam of coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Nowadays, the interior of Yuyaosi is empty, and only Chen Qinggang sits in charge. Such an opportunity is once in a thousand years, but one cannot be separated."

"Miss, do you want to..." the maid asked in surprise.

"In the night of tomorrow, I will personally visit Yu Yaosi, and maybe I can take off that seal." A look of determination flashed across the face of the woman in red.

The servant girl's complexion turned slightly pale when she heard the words.

"Miss, the matter is very important, do you want to report to the leader?"

"No need!" The woman in red shook her head.

The maid hesitated to speak, but finally held back.

"Go back first." The woman in red raised her hand as a signal.

The maid nodded, and when she turned around, the demonic aura was wiped out, and the human figure was scattered. A gray fox jumped out of it, ran out of the yard, and disappeared into the vast night.

The woman in red looked at the retreating figure and jumped forward.

The demonic aura surged like red flames, and a red fox jumped out of the disillusioned figure.

Its fur is as shiny as brocade, and its long tail is like a ball of flame, which is particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

The red-haired fox climbed over the courtyard wall, ran into the alley, wandered all the way, and came to a dilapidated thatched cottage.

Inside the house, the dim lights were still on.

Through the cracks in the window, one can see a thin scholar wearing a long gown reading at night by a candle.

The red-haired fox was lying on the courtyard wall, looking at the book under the light, with a soft look in his eyes.

Two years ago, her practice was robbed, she was seriously injured, and died in the mountains.

It was this scholar who picked her up and took care of her day and night.

From then on, she always came to watch from a distance in the middle of the night when no one was around, and she seemed extremely at ease just watching.

"Um?"

At this moment, the scholar suddenly raised his head to look out the window, as if he felt something, and happened to meet the red-haired fox.

The former was slightly taken aback, and then showed a look of joy, beckoning to him.

The red-haired fox hesitated for a moment, but jumped down anyway.

Shushang opened the door, leaned over and rubbed the fox's head.

"Little fox, are you coming to see me?" the scholar said with a smile.

"The sage said that the crow feeds back, and the lamb kneels to suckle,

Unexpectedly, you, a little fox, also know how to be grateful. It seems that you have a spiritual connection. "The scholar was overjoyed and couldn't help hugging the fox.

The red-skinned fox squinted his eyes, and sneaked into the scholar's arms very obediently.

Back in the house, the scholar hugged the fox and continued to study.

One person and one fox, leaning on each other in this silent night, passing on warmth.

...

Back home, Zhou Dao closed the door tightly, and couldn't wait to take out the corpse of the fox demon hidden in the green pan treasure bag.

Evil-level high-level monster, he has only seen it once in the two years he has been in the Yuyaosi.

He couldn't wait to offer sacrifices to the patriarch.

There is no way, his biggest advantage is to respect and filial teachers.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood spurted out and landed on the corpse of the fox demon.

[Sacrifice to the fox demon, gain pure yang energy]

A mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of crimson Danxia Qi descended and floated in front of Zhou Dao.

That group of air currents is like the newborn sun, exuding a warm luster, rolling and beating like a raging fire.

"Pure yang energy? Damn...you've made a lot of money this time!" Zhou Dao's eyes widened.

This is a sacred object for cultivation, and he has only seen it recorded in Taoist books.

According to legend, in ancient times, only those with great supernatural powers could extract pure yang energy from the spirits of all things in the world. Up to now, there is no such supernatural power in the world.

How precious is pure Yang Qi?

"Book of Taoism" says: Ordinary people keep thoughts to refine Yin gods, and the lifeline of gods is pure Yang.

It means that the essence of mortals belongs to the Yin God, with shadows and intangibles.

From the understanding of Zhou Dao traversers, consciousness and body are separate, and consciousness comes first before action.

For example, I am thirsty and want to drink water, so I get up to get a cup of tea.

But if I don't have a physical body, my idea can't be put into action and become a reality.

Therefore, the essence of human beings belongs to the Yin God, with shadows and intangibles, and they just use their flesh and blood to practice.

The physical body is the tool of practice, and the boat that crosses the gods.

The ultimate goal is to cultivate a pure yang god from the yin god and turn the emptiness into reality.

Therefore, "Book of Tao" has a good saying about practice:

The tortoise draws Qi into the spiritual root, breathes into the hut into the alchemy, mortals eat the five grains, and I refine the Taiyin to transform the Yang God.

The so-called spiritual roots are the twelve veins hidden in the human body in one stool of refining the realm [Tongmai Fuqi].

Only through opening up can one be regarded as a spiritual root, able to swallow elixir, circulate it in the dantian Minglu, store the power of the elixir in the veins, attune the blood energy, and nourish yin and yang.

From then on, it can be regarded as truly embarking on the road of practice.

The so-called people depend on food.

Mortals eat five grains to nourish their flesh and blood.

Practitioners, on the other hand, eat pills to subdue qi, conceive blood qi, nourish yin and generate yang.

The direction and essence of life evolution began to be different.

But it is extremely difficult to cultivate the power of pure yang.

The human body is like a cauldron, which needs to be tempered and extracted bit by bit from the great medicine.

Zhou Dao obtained so many treasures through offering sacrifices, and he was able to reach the seven transformations of the refinement realm, and only a little pure yang power was born in the blood.

It is even more difficult for others to reach this step.

From this we can see how precious pure Yang Qi is.

The ancients said that the gods who eat qi will never die, which means pure yang qi.

"Tsk tsk, good stuff!" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, as if a weasel had become a spirit, he couldn't wait to swallow the pure yang energy and refine it.

The pure yang energy entered the body and turned into a warm current, like a flood breaking a bank, washing over his limbs and bones, and then following the twelve veins, flowing into the dantian, flowing through the internal organs, and reaching the Tianlingbao acupoint...

rumbling...

In an instant, the blood in Zhou Dao's body boiled like boiling, making an ear-splitting sound.

His aura became stronger and stronger, and he was full of energy, and he circulated around the sky.

bang bang bang...

Just listen to the loud sound of "fifteen tones", like spring thunder rolling, bursting into endless bursts.

"Fifteen thunders! Damn it!" Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but growl.