Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 1576: Chapter 535: Art of Vigor and Decay, Yin Yang Daoist Chart Complete! (Part 2)

Begin wholeheartedly refining your life-bound magic treasure.

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Refining Hall.

"Puchi!"

Lu Changsheng shot a Thunder Gang Dragon Flame at the Treasure Forging Platform, then activated the Earthfire Array.

The Treasure Forging Platform instantly buzzed with a ’wong wong wong’ sound, covered in countless golden spiritual patterns, burning with an umberish flame.

This Treasure Forging Platform originated from the Tianyuan True Monarch.

Even after countless years, despite the fading spirituality, it remains a quasi-Fourth Rank Refining Platform.

It provides immense help in fire control, quenching, refining, fine refining, melting, pattern integration, shaping, and treasure consecration.

Lu Changsheng waved his large hand, placing the prepared materials aside.

Then, he performed a gesture incantation with both hands, inserting a Solar Stone into the Treasure Forging Platform for quenching.

Hong Lian, in a luxurious red and gold-trimmed dress, her body flowing with a hazy sheen, stood quietly beside him, serving as Lu Changsheng’s assistant.

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Lu Family Mansion.

"Thank you, Aunt!"

Lu Quanzhen cupped his hands and bowed to Lu Miaoge.

After more than three years of treatment and adjustment, his health condition has improved a lot.

He can barely withstand the erosion of the Netherworld Blood Fiend.

However, he did not rush to cultivate the "Netherworld King Technique."

He plans to wait until his body is in even better condition.

After bowing to Lu Miaoge and his mother Qu Zhenzhen, Lu Quanzhen returned to the core area of the Spirit Vein.

During these three years, besides adjusting his body, he spent most of his time observing the Mysterious Heavenly Vine in front of him.

Through these years of observation, besides the "Art of Vigor and Decay," he gained many insights.

He corroborated the decaying and flourishing Taoist rhythm of the Mysterious Heavenly Vine with his "Yin Yang Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demonic Divine Art," merging the righteous and demonic paths.

During this process, based on his father’s Way of Yin and Yang, and his own experiences at the brink of life and death, burning his life’s potential, he gradually comprehended a spell.

He named this spell — Art of Vigor and Decay!

Utilizing the principles of Yin and Yang generating each other, and the cycle of life and death, to rapidly convert mana between life and death, achieving a situation where force is borrowed against force, endlessly flowing.

Additionally, through the Art of Vigor and Decay, it’s possible to seize the vitality of heaven and earth, transforming it into one’s own vitality!

Even at advanced levels, converting life and death at will, cutting the lifespan of others, and transforming one’s injury’s death energy into life energy, nourishing the physical body and mana.

Of course, this is only a theoretical idea.

Currently, what he can do is heal himself using the Art of Vigor and Decay, and also seize the vitality of plants, accelerating healing.

Lu Quanzhen held the Vajra Sharira and the Nine-Eyed Bodhi Seed, sitting cross-legged in front of the Mysterious Heavenly Vine.

With each breath, he seemed to form a mystical rhythm with the woven patterns of the Mysterious Heavenly Vine in front of him, gradually resonating in unison.

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Yue Country.

A beautifully scenic gathering place for loose cultivators, at this moment, resounded with the shouts of killing.

"Puff puff puff—"

A swordsman in a blue robe swung his magical sword, causing one corpse after another to fall, blood splattering, covering petals and green grass, resembling a hellish scene of Asura.

After a long while.

The robbers were all slain, and dozens of men and women who had been plundered were rescued.

"Thank you, hero, thank you, immortal!"

They kneeled to express their gratitude to the blue-robed swordsman and the white-clothed woman beside him.

"You should take these money and provisions, and head a hundred miles east; there is a city."

The white-clothed woman softly said, distributing some of the looted money and food to them.

"Thank you, immortal, thank you, fairy. We will build a shrine for you in our homes and pray for peace."

Knowing the two before them were cultivators, these people knelt and saluted.

"Border tensions unceasingly, causing more robber cultivators and heretic cultivators to emerge."

Lu Qingshan looked at these people and spoke up.

Three years ago, he returned to Jinyang Sect with his sister Lu Qingzhu.

During the journey, he was constantly contemplating the "Tianyuan Sword Technique" his father had given him, gaining insights.

So after reporting back to the sect, he took on several sect missions and went down the mountain with his sister to temper his sword mind.

After two years of this worldly tempering, his sword heart became increasingly steady, and his sword intent gradually withdrew inward.

The sharp arrogance of the supreme sword cultivator he once was faded, and his brows and expression were calm and natural.

"Brother."

Beside him, Lu Qingzhu, in a snowy white dress, looked at the corpses and blood pools before her, and the few hurriedly departing individuals, lightly biting her lips.

Even though the war between Yue Country and Liang Country has not erupted in full force, the tensions between the two have begun to affect Yue Country.

Especially since many demon path cultivation techniques have flowed into Yue Country from Liang Country, increasing the number of low-level demon cultivators, heretic cultivators, and robber cultivators.

Many demon cultivators and heretic cultivators have come to the mundane world to kill mortals and train.

These two years, traveling the world with her brother Lu Qingshan, she has seen much of the suffering at the base, and her heart feels more of a sense of compassion.

Lu Qingshan sighed inwardly seeing his sister in this state.

He thought to himself that he really should not have exposed his sister to such worldly hardships.

"These people aiding demon cultivators in their training deserve their demise."

"Our abilities are limited; we act when we encounter such situations. Why be so sentimental?"

Lu Qingshan ruffled his sister’s hair and spoke with a smile.

As he spoke, he hung the magical sword at his waist, took two swigs from a wine gourd.

He was not like his master Tianyuan True Man, who had alcohol by his side at all times.

He simply thought it made him seem more free and unrestrained.

Seeing his sister still submerged in sadness, he also poured some wine into her mouth from the wine gourd, earning a playful glare from Lu Qingshan.

"Hahaha—"

Lu Qingshan laughed heartily and directly pulled his sister along, transforming into a sword light soaring into the sky.

"Immortal, a true immortal!"

The people who had been rescued earlier saw the soaring sword light again, bowed and knelt in the direction of the two.

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Bi Lake Mountain.

Refining Hall.

"Boom boom boom—"

The umberish Treasure Forging Platform burned fiercely.

In the midst of the umber flames, a scroll that was neither gold nor jade, neither paper nor silk, interwoven with Yin Yang energies, floated up and down.

The Daoist scroll, about three feet long, depicted the Way of Yin and Yang, the extreme of Yang embracing Yin, and the extreme of Yin embracing Yang, through its interplay of reality and illusion.