Chapter 624
: A tremendous drain on mental energy!
Although he was not close to Chang'e, he admired her persistence and deep affection.
"Since the fairy has made up her mind, I will lend you a hand."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and two golden streams of light flew out from his hand and merged into Chang'e's mind.
A streak of light embodies the principle of "standing upright without casting a shadow."
One is a Taoist technique that allows practitioners to blend into the world, concealing their aura and remaining undetected in any environment; the other is the "Great Resurrection Technique."
This technique is extremely powerful. Even if the soul is completely destroyed, as long as there is a trace of the soul remaining, it can be resurrected through the resurrection point. It is a life-saving skill for survival in the Hongmeng Realm.
Chang'e felt a flood of information rushing into her mind, and the methods of the two Taoist arts became clear and distinct, as if she had personally cultivated them for many years.
She was both surprised and delighted, and quickly bowed to Jiang Wang, saying, "Thank you so much, sir! I will never forget your kindness!"
"No need for formalities."
Jiang Wang waved his hand, “The ‘Great Resurrection Technique’ requires accumulating resurrection points before it can be used. You need to cultivate in the Hidden Realm, accumulate enough resurrection points, and master both Dao techniques before you can go to the Primordial Realm.”
The flow of time in the hidden realm differs from that in the outside world. Nearly 500,000 years in the hidden realm is equivalent to only 30 years in the outside world, perfectly coinciding with Tang Sanzang's 30-year punishment.
Chang'e was deeply grateful upon hearing this.
She knew that the Hidden Realm was an excellent place for cultivation. Jiang Wang not only taught her life-saving techniques, but also arranged a place for her to cultivate. She had no way to repay this kindness.
"I will always remember your kindness, sir, and I will repay you if I have the chance."
Jiang Wang said no more, and waved his hand to open a spatial rift. Behind the rift was a hazy world, which was the Hidden Realm.
"Go in and cultivate diligently."
Chang'e gave Jiang Wang a deep look, bowed again, then turned and stepped into the spatial rift, her figure disappearing into the hidden realm.
In the hidden realm, time flows on.
Chang'e devoted herself to cultivation, transforming all her longing and obsession into the driving force for her practice.
She possesses exceptional comprehension and, with the complete teachings imparted by Jiang Wang, her path of cultivation is remarkably smooth.
"Standing upright casts no shadow"
She mastered the Daoist arts in a hundred thousand years, perfectly concealing her aura. Even high-level cultivators in the Hongmeng Realm would find it difficult to detect her unless they deliberately probed for her; "Great Resurrection Technique"
It is even more difficult, requiring not only to comprehend the power of the laws within, but also to accumulate a massive amount of resurrection points.
She slayed ferocious beasts and explored secret realms in the hidden world, enduring countless dangers and spending nearly 400,000 years to finally master the "Great Resurrection Technique."
The repair was completed, and enough resurrection points were accumulated.
Nearly 500,000 years have passed in the hidden realm, while only 30 years have passed in the outside world.
On this day, the spatial rift in the hidden realm opened again, and Chang'e emerged from it. Her aura was colder and stronger than before, surrounded by a faint power of law, and her eyes held a more composed and determined look.
She walked up to Jiang Wang and bowed respectfully: "Sir, I have mastered the Daoist arts and accumulated enough resurrection points. Today I have come to bid you farewell."
Jiang Wang looked at Chang'e in front of him, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.
Five hundred thousand years of cultivation have transformed her, and now she has the means to survive in the Hongmeng Realm.
"it is good."
He nodded, raised his hand and grabbed at the void, his internal magical power surging wildly, unleashing the sixteenth level of the "Great Void Technique".
Simultaneously.
The void in front of him twisted violently, and a pitch-black hole slowly unfolded. Deep within the black hole, a dazzling nebula could be vaguely seen, radiating the unique pressure of the Primordial Chaos Realm. It was the passage leading to the Four Symbols Primordial Chaos Realm.
The black hole has an extremely strong suction force, and the surrounding ghostly mist is being frantically sucked into it, emitting a howling sound.
Jiang Wang remained calm as he channeled his magic power to stabilize the black hole and ensure the stability of the passage.
"This is the passage to the Four Symbols Primordial Realm. Take care on your journey."
Chang'e gazed at the pitch-black hole, her eyes filled with anticipation and determination.
She turned to look at Jiang Wang, her eyes filled with reluctance and gratitude: "Sir, until we meet again."
"Until we meet again."
Jiang Wang nodded slightly.
Chang'e no longer hesitated, turned around and stepped into the black hole. Her figure was swallowed by the black hole and disappeared.
The black hole slowly closed.
The moonlight on the Taiyin star was as clear as it had been three thousand years ago, but compared to when Jiang Wang first arrived, it had gained a touch of gentle, flowing Daoist charm.
He stood under the osmanthus tree in front of the Moon Palace, gazing at the tree full of delicate golden stamens, the faint fragrance of osmanthus lingering around his nose, a fragrance mixed with a trace of the original Dao energy that Chang'e dissipated during her cultivation.
Thirty years is a lifetime for mortals, but only a blink of an eye for immortal cultivators. For Jiang Wang, however, these thirty years were the process of imparting all his original Dao techniques to others.
Chang'e stood on the other side of the cassia tree, her white dress shimmering softly in the moonlight. The Dao aura around her had become several times more refined than it had been thirty years ago, and her clear eyes held a deeper understanding and certainty of the Great Dao.
"Sir, when will you return?"
Her voice was soft, with a hint of barely perceptible melancholy.
Jiang Wang turned around, his gaze falling on Chang'e, and smiled faintly: "When fate brings us together, we gather; when fate takes us apart, we part. If there is a time for us to meet again, we will meet again."
He raised his hand and waved, and a gentle force of Dao landed on the protective array of Guanghan Palace. The already incredibly sturdy array instantly gained another layer of primordial Dao patterns. "This is my last gift, which can protect Taiyin Star for ten thousand years without worry."
Having said that, Jiang Wang didn't linger any longer. His figure transformed into a streak of light, breaking through the sky of the Taiyin Star and speeding towards the direction of the Hidden Realm.
As the stars flowed and time and space shifted, his figure traversed the void. The stars and nebulae along the way flashed past his eyes, but his mind remained unusually calm. He had already begun to plan the first thing to do after returning to the hidden world—to finish up the work of refining spiritual treasures for the five thousand quasi-upgraded golden dragons.
Previously at the Hongmeng Exchange Platform, he had exchanged 1,500 Yuan of Great Dao Merit for the "Soul of Treasure Refining" talent, which was now dormant deep within his soul. It was a profound and indescribable understanding, as if he was born knowing how to improve the quality of spiritual treasures and how to make the spirit of the artifact perfectly match the artifact. However, this talent had a flaw: his clone could not inherit it. Only when his main body took action could it exert its maximum effect.
What gave him even more confidence was the ability to "make Tang Sanzang pregnant for thirty years and unable to have an abortion."
The Primordial Spirit Crystal obtained after that seemingly absurd mission.
The Primordial Spirit Crystal was dark gold in color and contained a vast and boundless Primordial Power. He had previously integrated it into his "Ao Tie Forging Technique".
At that moment, the spiritual energy of the entire hidden realm was stirred up.
Although the original Ao Tie forging technique was already a top-notch forging method, it was ultimately limited to the innate level. However, under the nourishment and transformation of the Hunyuan Spirit Crystal, this forging technique has been completely transformed and has been promoted to the Hunyuan level.
The upgraded Hunyuan-level Ao Tie Refining Technique can not only refine the innate spiritual treasures that ordinary cultivators dream of, but also has a one percent chance of refining top-grade innate spiritual treasures.
And when this Primordial Chaos-level weapon-refining technique meets the "Soul of Treasure Refining"...
When talents are stacked, that one percent probability is magnified infinitely, directly becoming a sure thing to produce a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and there is even a certain probability of reaching the legendary innate supreme treasure level.
Such an incredible weapon-forging configuration would make any weapon-forging master envious, even in the entire prehistoric world.
As I pondered this, the outline of the hidden realm came into view.
The Hidden Realm remained shrouded in mist and mountains, filled with a rich spiritual energy and the dragon aura unique to the dragon race. The residual fire from when the five thousand quasi-upgraded golden dragons refined spiritual treasures had not completely dissipated and could still be faintly heard.
Jiang Wang's figure landed in the core area of the hidden realm, in front of the weapon-refining cave he had specially created.
The stone door to the cave was tightly closed, covered with densely packed Dao patterns for refining artifacts. These patterns were all arranged by him beforehand to gather spiritual energy and isolate external interference.
He raised his hand and placed it on the stone door, probing it with his divine soul power. Instantly, he sensed the five thousand semi-finished dragon spears neatly arranged inside the cave.
Each dragon spear was forged from the body of a near-upgraded golden dragon. The spear body was golden all over, covered with ferocious dragon scale patterns, and the spear tip was extremely sharp, exuding a chilling killing aura. However, at this moment, the aura of these dragon spears was still somewhat mixed, obviously not yet having completed the final tempering and imprinting.
These spear blanks were all forged by his clones. At that time, his clones had not yet mastered the Primordial Refinement Technique. Even if they exerted all their strength, they could only refine them into semi-finished products at the level of Acquired Spiritual Treasure.
Jiang Wang entered the cave, his gaze sweeping over the five thousand dragon spears, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
He walked to the center of the cave, where a huge Bagua furnace stood. This furnace was made by him after searching all over the prehistoric world and collecting countless rare and precious materials. The furnace body was engraved with the eight trigrams Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui. The flame burning at the bottom of the furnace was not an ordinary flame, but a Dao fire formed by the pure law of fire.
The temperature of this fire had reached a terrifying level; ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals would be instantly incinerated upon contact with it, and even Heavenly Saints would be burned to death if they were accidentally enveloped by it.
Jiang Wang walked to the Eight Trigrams Furnace, raised his hand and waved it, and a half-finished dragon spear turned into a golden light and flew into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
"buzz"
With a loud bang, the Eight Trigrams Furnace trembled violently, and the fire elemental fire at the bottom of the furnace surged instantly, the raging flames illuminating the entire interior of the furnace in a fiery red glow.
Jiang Wang sat cross-legged in front of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, his eyes closed, his spiritual power highly concentrated, and the method of refining the Primordial-level Ao Iron was rapidly running through his mind.
He could clearly sense that the dragon spear inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace was being tempered by the Dao Fire, gradually removing impurities. The dragon scale patterns on the spear body were becoming clearer, and the originally mixed aura was gradually becoming purer.
This process is extremely slow. Each removal of impurities requires precise control of the temperature and intensity of the Dao Fire. The slightest mistake could damage the essence of the Dragon Spear, causing all previous efforts to be wasted.
Time flowed slowly by, the only sound within the cave being the crackling of the Taoist fire.
The sound was accompanied by a slight vibration from the Bagua Furnace.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Wang's forehead. Refining spiritual treasures was a matter that consumed a lot of mental energy and magical power, let alone refining a spear blank of the acquired spiritual treasure level into a higher-level spiritual treasure.
While controlling the Dao fire to forge the artifact, he began to inscribe the Dao artifact text.
This time, he was going to inscribe a set of more than 100,000 runes composed of three hundred Great Dao artifact characters.
These Dao artifact inscriptions were all gleaned from his understanding of the primordial chaos. Each one contains profound Dao principles, and combining these three hundred Dao artifact inscriptions into more than one hundred thousand rune sets is an enormous and meticulous undertaking.
A wisp of pure primordial power condensed at his fingertips, slowly probing into the Eight Trigrams Furnace and landing on the Dragon Spear.
The first major artifact inscription is "Sharp".
He used his primordial Dao power to carve the characters onto the tip of the spear.
When "sharp"
The moment the characters fell, the tip of the dragon spear burst forth with a dazzling golden light, and its killing aura surged dramatically, as if it could pierce the sky.
Jiang Wang did not stop. The power of the Dao flowed out from his fingertips, and one after another, the Dao artifact inscriptions were precisely engraved on different parts of the dragon spear. Some were engraved on the spear body, some on the spear tail, and some were integrated into the dragon scale pattern.
Each engraving of a Great Dao artifact requires immense mental effort. He must ensure that every stroke and line is precise and accurate, otherwise the entire rune set will collapse.
The more than 100,000 rune sets, like a vast and complex network, tightly connect the three hundred Great Dao artifact runes, allowing them to echo and amplify each other.
This process lasted for three whole months. Jiang Wang remained seated cross-legged the entire time, without moving an inch. His eyes were focused and firm, as if the whole world consisted only of him and the dragon spear in the Bagua Furnace.
The moment the last rune set was completed, the dragon spear inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace suddenly erupted with a powerful aura. The spear body was shimmering with light, and more than 100,000 rune sets lit up at the same time, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire cave as if it were daytime.
Jiang Wang let out a long sigh of relief, raised his hand and waved it, and the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace slowly opened, a wave of heat mixed with a rich spiritual treasure aura rushed out.
He did not immediately take out the dragon spear, but instead got up and walked to the other side of the cave.
There is a small world of its own, governed by the laws of ice. He spent hundreds of years creating this world using the laws of ice that he himself had come to understand. Inside, it is a world of ice and snow, with a bone-chilling cold, and the lowest temperature is enough to freeze time and space.
After being tempered by Dao fire and imprinted with runes, the temperature of the spiritual treasure is extremely high and its essence is in an active state. At this time, it needs to be quenched to make the spiritual treasure more durable and its spirit more stable.
Jiang Wang raised his hand and guided the dragon spear in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, which then transformed into a golden light and flew into the small world of the Law of Ice.
"Fuck-"
A piercing sound rang out, and the moment the dragon spear fell into the snow, the surrounding ice and snow instantly melted into water vapor, which was then frozen into ice crystals by the extreme cold.
The Dragon Spear rose and fell continuously in the small world of the Law of Ice, where extreme high and low temperatures collided and merged, causing the color of the spear to constantly change between gold and white. The originally slightly restless aura gradually became calm during the quenching process.
Another month passed, and the Dragon Spear within the Ice Law mini-world finally stabilized. (End of Chapter)