1320 Mastery of the Power of the Calamity, Rules! (4)
Feng Yi’s alchemy inheritance had its merits.
Whether it was the choice of mixing spirit herbs or the sublimation of power after mixing many low-level spirit herbs, they all had unique methods.
Indeed, there was always a Dao in cultivation in the world.
His divine sense read through the information in this jade slip at lightning speed, taking only a moment to go through all the information.
Seeing him silent, as if in deep thought, Feng Yi shook his head and regretfully said, “It’s a pity that I can’t use my cultivation power here; otherwise, I could have personally demonstrated my alchemical skills for you to observe.”
He thought that Han Muye was stumped by the profound alchemical techniques in the jade slip.
Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed and suddenly raised his hand.
A golden light barrier enveloped the quiet room.
The moment the light barrier enveloped them, both Feng Yi and Patriarch Tao Ran felt their bodies tremble.
There was a trace of spiritual qi surging on their bodies.
“This, this—” The corners of Feng Yi’s mouth trembled, but he couldn’t say anything.
There was spiritual qi above the Nether River. How was that possible?
However, at this moment, he had already sensed the emergence of the spiritual energy power in his body.
Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head with a complicated expression.
“I knew it.
“It’s not surprising at all if something unusual happens to you.”
He had been shocked countless times since Han Muye was a Sword Caretaker in the Sword Pavilion.
Han Muye had shocked him too much, so he was used to it.
“We can refine pills now,” Han Muye said with a smile.
Feng Yi and Tao Ran laughed and waved their hands to take out a cauldron.
Han Muye did not refine pills and only watched from the side.
His eyes sparkled with a bright light.
Having grasped the rules, he saw something different.
There was a silent power sprouting from Patriarch Tao Ran and Feng Yi.
This power was filled with vitality.
If they allowed this power to grow, they would have a chance to be reborn.
However, this power was too weak.
As long as there was an external force suppressing it, this power would be extinguished like a candle in the wind.
“The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the rules of life and death.” Han Muye’s heart stirred.
This was the rule of life and death.
What Immortal Venerable Minghe comprehended was the Rules of Life and Death, which allowed people to switch between life and death.
In that case, it was impossible for Immortal Venerable Minghe, who could allow people to switch between life and death, to fall.
In the war back then, he was at most severely injured.
Therefore, he couldn’t control his power of death. His power leaked out and turned into the Nether River.
Unconsciously, Han Muye’s understanding became clearer.
Patriarch Tao Ran and Feng Yi kept refining various pills. Their cultivation levels were about the same, and their knowledge was about the same. Their communication became smoother.
Several days later, when the two of them put away the pill furnaces, small jade bottles were placed on the table.
Han Muye raised his hand and dispersed the enveloping light curtain.
The moment the light screen dissipated, faint blood qi appeared on the bodies of the old Feng Yi and Patriarch Tao Ran.
Their faces slowly recovered from their previous aged appearance.
The two of them looked at each other in surprise. Their white hair had turned into white hair and they looked to be in their fifties.
Tao Ran looked at Han Muye in surprise.
“Life and death are in the heart. If the heart doesn’t die, the world won’t be destroyed,” Han Muye said softly.
As long as one’s heart did not die, one’s life would not end.
At this moment, Patriarch Tao Ran understood what Han Muye meant.
“Nether River, hehe, this is the true power of the Nether River.” With a sigh, Patriarch Tao Ran stood up.
“After leaving this place, I’ll travel the myriad worlds.
“The world is so big. It’s really exciting.”
“Haha, let’s go together.” Feng Yi adjusted his clothes and stood up.
The light screen dissipated, and a rumbling sound came from outside the cabin.
After putting away the various jade bottles, the three of them walked out of the cabin.
The deck was already filled with cultivators.
Holding a spear, Huang Six, who was condensed from the demonic sage statue on his back, stood at the bow of the ship. Waves rose in front of him, and many dark beasts and strange beasts in the water appeared in the waves.
“Kill!”
With his shout, several cultivators jumped out and landed on the mutant beasts that had surfaced, slashing down with their swords.
“Haha, I thought you were in seclusion.” Seeing Han Muye walk out, Huang Six laughed and threw out the spear in his hand.
“Haha, I thought you were in seclusion.” Seeing Han Muye walk out, Huang Six laughed and threw out the spear in his hand.
“Bang!”
On the waves 30,000 feet away, a 300-foot-long soul beast was pierced by a spear.
1320 Mastery of the Power of the Calamity, Rules! (4)
Feng Yi’s alchemy inheritance had its merits.
Whether it was the choice of mixing spirit herbs or the sublimation of power after mixing many low-level spirit herbs, they all had unique methods.
Indeed, there was always a Dao in cultivation in the world.
His divine sense read through the information in this jade slip at lightning speed, taking only a moment to go through all the information.
Seeing him silent, as if in deep thought, Feng Yi shook his head and regretfully said, “It’s a pity that I can’t use my cultivation power here; otherwise, I could have personally demonstrated my alchemical skills for you to observe.”
He thought that Han Muye was stumped by the profound alchemical techniques in the jade slip.
Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed and suddenly raised his hand.
A golden light barrier enveloped the quiet room.
The moment the light barrier enveloped them, both Feng Yi and Patriarch Tao Ran felt their bodies tremble.
There was a trace of spiritual qi surging on their bodies.
“This, this—” The corners of Feng Yi’s mouth trembled, but he couldn’t say anything.
There was spiritual qi above the Nether River. How was that possible?
However, at this moment, he had already sensed the emergence of the spiritual energy power in his body.
Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head with a complicated expression.
“I knew it.
“It’s not surprising at all if something unusual happens to you.”
He had been shocked countless times since Han Muye was a Sword Caretaker in the Sword Pavilion.
Han Muye had shocked him too much, so he was used to it.
“We can refine pills now,” Han Muye said with a smile.
Feng Yi and Tao Ran laughed and waved their hands to take out a cauldron.
Han Muye did not refine pills and only watched from the side.
His eyes sparkled with a bright light.
Having grasped the rules, he saw something different.
There was a silent power sprouting from Patriarch Tao Ran and Feng Yi.
This power was filled with vitality.
If they allowed this power to grow, they would have a chance to be reborn.
However, this power was too weak.
As long as there was an external force suppressing it, this power would be extinguished like a candle in the wind.
“The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the rules of life and death.” Han Muye’s heart stirred.
This was the rule of life and death.
What Immortal Venerable Minghe comprehended was the Rules of Life and Death, which allowed people to switch between life and death.
In that case, it was impossible for Immortal Venerable Minghe, who could allow people to switch between life and death, to fall.
In the war back then, he was at most severely injured.
Therefore, he couldn’t control his power of death. His power leaked out and turned into the Nether River.
Unconsciously, Han Muye’s understanding became clearer.
Patriarch Tao Ran and Feng Yi kept refining various pills. Their cultivation levels were about the same, and their knowledge was about the same. Their communication became smoother.
Several days later, when the two of them put away the pill furnaces, small jade bottles were placed on the table.
Han Muye raised his hand and dispersed the enveloping light curtain.
The moment the light screen dissipated, faint blood qi appeared on the bodies of the old Feng Yi and Patriarch Tao Ran.
Their faces slowly recovered from their previous aged appearance.
The two of them looked at each other in surprise. Their white hair had turned into white hair and they looked to be in their fifties.
Tao Ran looked at Han Muye in surprise.
“Life and death are in the heart. If the heart doesn’t die, the world won’t be destroyed,” Han Muye said softly.
As long as one’s heart did not die, one’s life would not end.
At this moment, Patriarch Tao Ran understood what Han Muye meant.
“Nether River, hehe, this is the true power of the Nether River.” With a sigh, Patriarch Tao Ran stood up.
“After leaving this place, I’ll travel the myriad worlds.
“The world is so big. It’s really exciting.”
“Haha, let’s go together.” Feng Yi adjusted his clothes and stood up.
The light screen dissipated, and a rumbling sound came from outside the cabin.
After putting away the various jade bottles, the three of them walked out of the cabin.
The deck was already filled with cultivators.
Holding a spear, Huang Six, who was condensed from the demonic sage statue on his back, stood at the bow of the ship. Waves rose in front of him, and many dark beasts and strange beasts in the water appeared in the waves.
“Kill!”
With his shout, several cultivators jumped out and landed on the mutant beasts that had surfaced, slashing down with their swords.
“Haha, I thought you were in seclusion.” Seeing Han Muye walk out, Huang Six laughed and threw out the spear in his hand.
“Haha, I thought you were in seclusion.” Seeing Han Muye walk out, Huang Six laughed and threw out the spear in his hand.
“Bang!”
On the waves 30,000 feet away, a 300-foot-long soul beast was pierced by a spear.
