Chapter 297: Re-Cultivating the Nine Suns Technique, Another Opportunity Presented Itself

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The red sun began to rise, and warm air came from the east.

There was a visualization method in cultivation techniques.

It was said that there was no cultivation technique in the world. In ancient times, humans observed the scenery of the world and comprehended the Dao of the world to achieve the Dao of cultivation.

This method was visualization.

The visualization technique was not only limited to humans. In the intermediate inheritance of the demons, the continuation of the bloodline power was mostly verified by the visualization technique.

The bones, scales, and even a drop of blood of an ancient demon could stimulate the opportunity for juniors to visualize and comprehend.

At this moment, Han Muye’s meridians were filled with fiery red spiritual energy, and his intermediate dantian was surging like waves. In his mind, he could see the scene of the beginning of the ascension.

The beginner sun was gentle and vigorous.

The Shaoyang was warm and full of vitality.

Without comprehending it from the beginning, Han Muye could not imagine that the intense Nine Suns cultivation technique had such an intoxicating effect.

It was warm and pleasant like a spring breeze.

This was cultivation!

Immortal Spiritual Root, Nine Suns Technique, Fire Essence Spiritual Crystal.

An immortal spiritual root was one in a million. The Nine Suns Technique was an ancient large sect’s inherited cultivation technique. It was priceless. Even half-step Heaven Realm experts regarded the Fire Essence Spiritual Crystal as a treasure.

All three were extremely precious and rare.

At this moment, these precious things combined to form Han Muye’s supreme cultivation foundation.

Bathed in the red cocoon of light, Han Muye relaxed his soul.

In his divine spot, the Great Spirit slowly wore down the Heavenly Demon’s soul, then gathered into Han Muye’s soul sword qi.

He felt dizzy, as if he had returned to chaos.

When there was a bang in the divine spot and the seventh soul sword took shape, Han Muye finally ended his cultivation.

When he opened his eyes, the red cocoon of light had disappeared.

He took a light breath and exhaled a puff of hot air.

Golden Sun Technique.

First level of Foundation Establishment.

First Sun Condensation, Young Sun Condensation.

The Golden Suns Technique established the foundation of the Great Dao.

At this moment, a golden cloud platform appeared in Han Muye’s dantian.

Spiritual light flashed on the golden cloud platform. The first level was filled with golden-red spiritual energy.

After the spiritual energy became heavier, it already showed signs of crystallization.

Such dense spiritual energy was comparable to a large area absorbed by cultivators of the same level.

On the nine-layered cloud platform, five sword intents occupied the highest point.

Around the sword intent, the spiritual light of the four sword pills converged and floated quietly.

The spiritual energy in his intermediate dantian surged, and the sword intent in his sea of Qi became much richer.

The sword intent that had turned into sword threads occupied one side and did not interfere with each other. They were constantly absorbing the surrounding sword Qi.

In the divine treasure, seven swords of the soul spun gently around the mutated Mortal World Curse.

The entire divine treasure was filled with the Great Spirit, turning it golden.

“You’ve been in seclusion for more than a month.”

Daoist Dayan’s bored voice sounded.

Who would dare to imagine that he could reach the first level of Foundation Establishment in a month?

Even if he had to re-cultivate, this speed was terrifying.

It was indeed an immortal spiritual root. How powerful!

Standing up, Han Muye emitted a sharp sword Qi.

In the blink of an eye, all the power returned to its original state.

After cultivating a Confucian cultivation technique, his every move was filled with the charm of the Great Dao returning to nature.

Looking at Han Muye, Daoist Dayan opened his mouth and whispered, “Why has this guy become the person Sword Master Yuan Tian hates the most?”

He restrained his strength. In the eyes of outsiders, Han Muye looked like a mortal.

He turned to look at the Dao Origin tripod not far away. He reached out and summoned the tripod into his palm.

A puff of spiritual fire rose.

Spiritual light flashed, and a golden lotus seed and various spiritual herbs were thrown into the cauldron.

This time, he did not refine the Nine Revolutions Pill.

If not for the fact that this Cloud Lotus Pill wanted to advance to the Immortal Spiritual Root, there was no need to refine it to the Ninth Revolution.

A moment later, seven pale yellow Cloud Lotus Pills with three spiritual patterns appeared in the cauldron.

Three spiritual patterns were enough to increase one’s aptitude by three levels.

However, if one’s aptitude was at the third-grade, this pill could only increase one grade.

Above the second-grade aptitude, this pill was ineffective. Only the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill could increase aptitude above the second-grade.

Back then, the monk was wrong about the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill being able to advance to an immortal spiritual root.

Han Muye swallowed six Nine Revolution Cloud Lotus Pills, the first of which directly raised his cultivation aptitude to the second-grade.

The last five pills allowed his cultivation aptitude to surpass the first-grade and reach the Immortal Spiritual Root.

Of course, it was normal for such a secret to remain unclear.

Without experiencing it personally, who would know the secrets?

Putting away the seven pills and turning the Dao Origin tripod into a black bead, Han Muye put away the formation disk, array disk, dispersed the Sword Pavilion’s array formation, and walked down the stairs.

On the first floor, only Yang Mingxuan was there.

Liu Hong was already participating in the Cao family’s sword grade meeting.

Jiang Ming went down the mountain to deal with business matters. He had been traveling back and forth for the past few days.

Even Lin Shen helped Jiang Ming circulate various supplies with Kong Chaode and the others at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Mingxuan was in charge of receiving and delivering swords while wiping the swords.

Sword Qi filled the Sword Pavilion.

“Senior Brother Han, you’re out of seclusion.” Seeing Han Muye go downstairs, Yang Mingxuan walked forward and said in a low voice, “Storeowner Bai of Suzhen Store came to ask a few times. Also, Mushen City sent some pills and spiritual herbs.”

Yang Mingxuan took out the wooden box under the long table and handed it to Han Muye.

Mushen City?

Opening the wooden box, Han Muye was a little surprised by what was inside.

Not only did the Mu family’s patriarch and Fairy Peony personally refine a few healing pills, but there was also a small bag.

The bag contained immortal-grade Cloud Qi Pills.

There were a total of 80 pills.

Besides Han Muye, the only person who could refine 80 immortal-grade Cloud Qi Pills in the Western Frontier would be Mu Wan.