Chapter 6, Washing the Sutras and Draining the Marrow
Without heaven and earth, without yin and yang, without sun and moon, without crystal and light
As a killer, it is essential to pay attention to concealing oneself, as this is the true path to success
Hong Yuanshi, Hun Yuan Kai, Tai Chu Xian, Yan Yi Qi
Oh heavens
I cannot say for sure, but it is certainly different from before
Feng Jueyu narcissistically touched his knife-like face, feeling quite satisfied. Just at that moment, a voice even happier than his came in from outside
It seems that one must endure the torment of life and death at least one hundred times; otherwise, how can this be called a hundred twists, with the divine skill manifesting on its own
One hundred times is one hundred times, I will go all the way with you ... ...
Who am I, the Uncrowned Evil Emperor! The number one assassin in the world, capable of enduring what ordinary people cannot endure, and able to accomplish what ordinary people cannot accomplish
Indeed, not to mention anything else, Feng Jueyu's face is absolutely a disaster for the nation and its people, so handsome that it could make one lose their composure, with black hair and a jade-like complexion, as pure as jade grease, well-defined features, and a demeanor like a graceful young tree
Neither east nor west, neither blue nor yellow, neither south nor north, neither soft nor hard
The stirring of the soul made Feng Jueyu eager to uncover the secrets of the "Hongyuan Classic." At this moment, the renowned assassin Feng suddenly experienced a profound realization. This ultimate secret classic, which had transported him from his previous life to this otherworldly realm and was revered by both the righteous and the wicked, as well as by ancient martial arts traditions, as the number one hidden treasure in the world, must contain secrets that are astonishing beyond imagination
However, this kind of torment is rather cruel. Although one hundred times may not seem like a lot, the speed of each session of reverse and forward flow, as well as the circulation of energy through the meridians, is exceedingly slow, taking at least ten minutes each time
Overwhelmed with joy, Feng Jueyu looked up and saw, in the vast emptiness of the void, brilliant scriptures shimmering with light. As he read further, the more he looked, the more his heart raced with shock and fear
If people were to know that such a significant change occurred within just one day, it would be quite remarkable
Wash and bathe the books
Given the physical condition of the deceased Ghost Wind Jueyu, he has lost the most crucial years for establishing a foundation. The ability to open all meridians and cleanse the marrow is indeed a blessing from heaven for the Wind Great Killer. The Wind Great Killer is too overjoyed to harbor any resentment
Hmm? What is different?
Feng Jueyu lowered his head to look at himself and instantly understood
Brother-in-law, this is Ruofan, are you there
The vitality of life can nurture all things in the world and defy fate to change one's destiny
Feng Jueyu subconsciously realized that he had overlooked something. If it were the old Feng Jueyu, even with the aura of the Uncrowned Evil Emperor, he would still be obscured by his lazy and listless demeanor, and would generally not notice himself.
As the sound just came in, Shangguan Ruofan hurriedly ran up the wooden stairs with a thud, and upon reaching the door, seemed to come to a sudden stop, then politely knocked on the door
At this moment, Feng Jueyu could no longer feel the chill on his body; instead, a warm current had emerged in his lower abdomen.
Brother-in-law, brother-in-law
Feng Jueyu let out a cheer and quickly ran downstairs. Upon reaching the kitchen, there was not a single person in sight. Just as well, as he did not wish for anyone to know about his affairs. He hurriedly boiled water and moved the bathtub inside to enjoy a comfortable hot bath, washing away all the dirt from his body. He then tossed several blankets and other items into the bathroom for the servants to handle, and changed into a clean and simple white robe. He looked at himself in the mirror.
... ...
As expected, the closer he got to the golden text, the faster the chill on Feng Jueyu's body diminished, until he could see all the writings clearly, and that bone-chilling current, akin to plunging into the depths of the ocean, completely vanished.
The energy of death can transform the potency of evil toxins, attacking the enemy when they are unprepared
The door opened, and Shangguan Ruofan, dressed in a pure white long robe adorned with book patterns, stepped into the room, holding a delicate wooden box in hand, from which a unique fragrance of osmanthus cake wafted out.
Uh, the brother-in-law has arrived
This is deep within his mind, in the realm of the spiritual treasure, purely a cultivation of mental power. Even so, Feng Jueyu still felt an immense pain that was uncontrollable and unbearable emanating from every subtle part of his body
A burst of golden light could not help but erupt in Feng Jueyu's eyes, as he clenched his fists tightly, with white and black energies manifesting on his knuckles
If there is no word, all things arise from it
For the future of a new era, for the glorious crownless evil emperor, Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth and endured with great difficulty
Beyond the eight trigrams, gradually beginnings emerge, leading to subtle transformations, which are perceived as the world, thus giving rise to the vast primordial essence
One breath divides, life and death coexist, life and death are impermanent, impermanence of life and death
Life and death, yin and yang, mutually complement each other, truly essential skills for both home and travel, as well as for the act of killing
One hundred times is equivalent to one thousand minutes, which exceeds 16 hours
Isn't Feng Jueyu's identity just the perfect shield for Liang Bei?
One hundred repetitions of the process of washing the marrow and refining the essence is no trivial matter. Even though the Wind Killer possesses an astonishingly unparalleled willpower, he was still thoroughly exhausted. It was not until he persevered that the white and black energy flows within him ceased their movement and truly merged with his body. The Wind Killer had not left his room for a day and a night.
The impermanence of life and death
Haha. The Wind Killer laughed heartily, for he knew that this was an achievement that could not be attained even after ten years of hard work in his previous life. In just one day and night, he had improved the physical condition of the deceased Feng Jueyu by more than half. What a tremendous joy this is
Self-holding of Yin and Yang
The earlier statement by "Hong Yuan" also confirmed the speculation of Feng and the Book Killer: Hong Yuan, Hun Yuan, and Tai Chu are different terms used to describe the evolution of "Dao" over the ages. It is said that before the creation of heaven and earth, there was nothingness, referred to as Hong Yuan. This then developed into Hun Yuan, followed by Tai Chu. From Tai Chu, one Qi transformed into the two principles, which is the theory of Yin and Yang. This aligns perfectly with the impermanence of life and death, as well as the self-mastery of Yin and Yang. The state of nothingness, referred to as Hong Yuan, then developed into Hun Yuan, followed by Tai Chu. From Tai Chu, one Qi transformed into the two principles, which is the theory of Yin and Yang. This aligns perfectly with the impermanence of life and death, as well as the self-mastery of Yin and Yang.
The essence of the heart is to hold onto one's original intention, not to be defeated by pain; as long as one perseveres, all pathways will be opened.
It is not that Feng Jueyu's willpower is not strong enough; on the contrary, in his previous life as the King of Assassins, both his endurance and willpower were several dozen times stronger than that of an ordinary person
The memories of a past life surged endlessly in Feng Jueyu's mind: At the inception of the Hongyuan Sect, no one was aware of its existence. However, it was well-known in the martial world that the Hongyuan Sect possessed a sacred text, which had been passed down through hundreds of generations within the sect, yet no one had succeeded in cultivating it. Could it be that Heaven, seeing the good deeds I have done, is deliberately rewarding me by allowing me to cultivate this sacred text?
Cough, cough, are you here to see me for something?
It is said that there is nothing in the universe, beyond the Supreme Clarity, that can be measured or counted
It feels as if thousands of steel needles are incessantly piercing into his flesh, like being burned by fire, yet also like being frozen...
In the realm of emptiness, solitude is unexpressed
Damn it, I will just give it a try...
As the air mass surged in, it immediately transformed into two streams of air, one white and one black, rotating rapidly in both clockwise and counterclockwise directions from his crown, Baihui, and other acupoints. It penetrated into the flesh and skin, meridian tissues, bone and marrow, internal organs, and limbs, leaving no corner of the body untouched, not even the most minute areas.
As Feng Jueyu, unable to contain his emotions and with his heart surging, recited the golden scriptures, the words shimmering in the sky seemed to come alive, drifting about. Gradually, they spread out and reassembled, with the scriptures changing in succession. After a moment, a new line of scriptures appeared before Feng Jueyu.
Almost instinctively, Feng Jueyu understood the philosophy of the Hong Yuantian Sutra, which was to make this young master endure immense suffering and undergo a complete transformation
Did Laozi not happen to catch the wave of time travel and then strike it lucky to obtain a set of cultivation scriptures? At this moment, Feng Jueyu was already dumbfounded; the meaning of this text was not difficult to understand at all, discussing life and death, yin and yang, and soul refining, which is quite similar to the cultivation techniques found in novels
Only above its head, a large mass of scattered clouds gathered, the clouds gray and unappealing, yet they gradually coalesced, eventually transforming into a fist-sized mass of air that surged deep into Feng Jueyu's brow.
Upon this thought, Feng Jueyu sat in the air, his knees tightly crossed, with his five hearts directed towards the heavens, experiencing an unprecedented emptiness of the mind. At the same time, it seemed as though he was being drawn by the aura of Feng Jueyu, as countless golden characters vanished and transformed into a grayish space
Shangguan Ruofan entered the room and saw Feng Jueyu sitting steadily in the armchair. Suddenly, she was taken aback: "Sister, brother-in-law, why do I feel like you are different?"
What a terrifying Hong Yuan Tian Jing, what secrets are hidden within it?
It is referred to as one
Life and death are unpredictable, one holds the duality of yin and yang, meaning resides within the heart, all meridians are interconnected, life departs and death arrives, the soul rests in the spirit platform, thus the myriad transformations occur, and the divine skill is naturally accomplished
Feng Jueyu cried out in pain, his heart-wrenching screams echoing through the air. At that moment, he could clearly see the two streams of black and white energy rampaging and racing within his body, completely indifferent to whether he could endure it or not
Feng Jueyu tidied up the room briefly, then stepped out to the outer hall and sat behind the desk, gently clearing his throat: "Um, please come in"
In the distance, a faint gray mist slowly dissipated, revealing a path several zhang wide that led to the "Hongyuan Heavenly Scripture" below the heavenly way
How is it that Miss Shangguan did not take a liking to this pretty boy? With looks like that, it should not be difficult for him to attract a few noble ladies.
After a day and a night, by practicing the first level of the Hong Yuan Tian Jing's technique to cleanse the marrow, his body has undergone a significant transformation. Previously, Feng Jueyu seemed as if he were in a deep slumber, but now he appears invigorated, with bright eyes and a composed demeanor, resembling a sharp sword poised to be unsheathed, exuding an unparalleled aura.
Returning to reality, the Wind Killer suddenly discovered a thick layer of black substance on his body, which was the filth from within. Goodness, just one day and night, it was equivalent to ten years of foundation, I have struck gold.
The closer he got to the scripture, the more agitated Feng Jueyu became, as if an unseen force was guiding him relentlessly towards this ancient and unfathomable secret. His heart, which had initially only stirred with ripples, was now surging like tumultuous waves, until he arrived beneath the scripture, as if a colossal tsunami had risen, stirring up a tremendous storm
Persevere for one hundred times, and the divine skill will naturally manifest. For heaven's sake, can we reduce the number of times, even halving it would be acceptable
The essence resides within the heart, all channels are interconnected, life and death flow in and out, the soul rests in the spiritual platform, thus, through countless transformations, the divine skill is naturally accomplished
However, things are different now; the meridians have improved and expanded by a full measure, expelling all the impurities from the body, exuding a unique aura akin to that of a newborn. Coupled with the demeanor of the King of Assassins, it would be strange not to attract attention.
Life and death are unpredictable, and one holds the balance of yin and yang
What is even more precious is that this impermanence of life and death can not only be utilized to expand the meridians and alter the channels through the dual energies of life and death within the body, but also to strengthen the physical body