AWB Chapter 304 The Purple Sun Pill is Completed
Chapter 304 The Purple Sun Pill is Completed
Three days later, in the quiet stone house in Qingluan Valley.
The alchemical furnace is suspended in mid-air, and the fire is of the highest quality.
Chen Jinshu sat cross-legged on the futon, his expression focused.
Three Purple Sun Ganoderma lucidum plants floated in front of her, their bodies translucent and purplish-red, emitting a warm glow and a faint fragrance.
Qingheng squatted to the side, her small hand supporting her chin, her green eyes fixed on the fire in the stove, even her breathing became soft.
"Master, it's almost done cooking," Qingheng whispered, beads of sweat appearing on her nose.
Chen Jinshu nodded slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a Purple Sun Ganoderma fell into the furnace.
The fire in the stove suddenly leaped up and turned a deep blue.
The mushroom slowly melted in the flames, turning into a pool of crystalline purple droplets. Impurities were removed, leaving only the purest medicinal essence.
Her movements were fluid and graceful, and she added several auxiliary ingredients in sequence: century-old chalcedony, dew-condensing grass, and earth core fire lotus petals...
Qingheng squatted beside her knees, her small hands supporting her chin, somewhat puzzled.
"Didn't that stone-armored crocodile say that there is earth vein essence at the bottom of the pool? If we use that essence to cultivate, the effect might not be worse than the Purple Sun Pill."
"The spiritual essence belongs to it," Chen Jinshu said calmly. "Since I promised not to move, I will not move."
“But that spiritual cave has never been owned by anyone…” Qingheng muttered.
"A promise must be kept." Chen Jinshu said while controlling the alchemical fire. "If a cultivator can't even keep a promise, what kind of path are they cultivating?"
Qingheng pursed her lips and stopped talking.
outside the house.
"Brother Jiang, the commotion you've caused this time when you're refining pills seems to be bigger than ever before," Yan Shuo said in a low voice, looking at the tightly closed stone door.
Jiang Yi stood with his sword in his arms, his gaze calm: "The Purple Sun Pill is a spiritual medicine that helps Golden Core cultivators break through to the next realm, so it is naturally different. Just wait patiently."
Another day has passed.
The furnace fire gradually died down, and the elixir energy receded inward.
The blue lotus birthmark on Chen Jinshu's forehead shimmered with a warm glow. She formed a hand seal and softly uttered, "Condense!"
The lid of the furnace was slightly opened, and three wisps of purple energy shot into the sky, only to be swept back into place by her sleeve.
Three pills, each the size of a longan, lay at the bottom of the furnace. They were entirely purple and translucent, with cloud-like patterns flowing across their surfaces. The moment the pills were formed, the spiritual energy in the quiet room trembled.
"It's done!" Qingheng cheered, her face flushed with excitement.
Chen Jinshu took out a Ziyang Pill, which was warm to the touch and had a pleasant fragrance.
Without saying much, she put the food directly into her mouth and then closed her eyes to regulate her breathing.
The elixir melted upon entering the stomach, transforming into a powerful yet gentle heat that instantly swept through the limbs and bones, eventually converging into the golden elixir in the dantian.
"boom--"
A soft hum seemed to emanate from within, the golden core spun rapidly, its surface shone brightly, constantly absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, and its size slowly increased at a visible rate.
The barrier between the middle and early stages of the Golden Core realm began to loosen and disintegrate under the impact of this pure medicinal power.
Outside, Jiang Yi and Yan Shuo suddenly felt the spiritual energy in the valley frantically converging towards the stone house, forming a pale blue vortex visible to the naked eye.
At the center of the vortex, Chen Jinshu's aura surged, reaching the peak of the early Golden Core stage and the threshold of the middle stage...
Leap over it in one step!
It took a whole day for the vortex of spiritual energy to gradually subside.
The stone door creaked open, and Chen Jinshu stepped out.
Her aura was harmonious and restrained, and her eyes were clear and bright, showing an unfathomable depth compared to three days ago.
Mid-stage Golden Core, already achieved.
"Congratulations on your advanced cultivation, Senior/Master!" Jiang Yi, Yan Shuo, and Qing Heng congratulated each other in unison.
Chen Jinshu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the spiritual fields in the valley and the distant mountains:
"I still have two Purple Sun Pills left, which I will save for later. This place is rich in spiritual energy, so I intend to go into seclusion for ten days to stabilize my cultivation. You are responsible for managing everything in the valley."
"Yes," Jiang Yi replied, a determined glint in his eyes.
The higher the senior's cultivation level, the more pressure he felt, and the more he felt the need to strive to catch up.
Chen Jinshu said no more, turned around and entered the quiet room again, and waved his hand to set up a series of restrictions.
She did not rush to delve into the core pool deep within the spiritual cave where she coexisted with the stone crocodile. Instead, she created a temporary cave dwelling below the stone house to draw in the rich spiritual energy dissipating from the spiritual cave.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the cave, Chen Jinshu was surrounded by a misty aura of spiritual energy. His golden core in his dantian had been completely stabilized at the mid-stage, radiating inner brilliance and generating Daoist charm as it rotated.
She could even vaguely sense that the more solid barrier of the late-stage Golden Core realm was already faintly visible. With a thought, she took out several array flags and set up the "Minor Five Elements Gathering Spirit Array" at the key nodes of the cave and the spiritual energy channels.
The moment the array was formed, a buzzing sound arose.
The purer spiritual energy from the earth's veins and spiritual caves was slowly drawn out, spreading out along the array's veins and throughout the entire Azure Phoenix Valley.
The vegetation in the valley grew lusher and greener at a visible rate, the streams were full of spiritual energy, and even the soil of the few acres of spiritual fields faintly shimmered with spiritual light.
"Only then can we say we've made initial arrangements." Chen Jinshu stepped out of the cave, feeling the noticeably increased concentration of spiritual energy in the valley, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
……
At the same time, sword winds howled across the open space at the valley entrance.
Jiang Yi, shirtless, held the Yanhuang Ancient Sword and practiced the "Crimson Flame Sword Technique" over and over again.
Sweat dripped down his taut back, and the old scar on his left cheek stood out clearly in the sunlight.
His eyes were closed, his mind completely absorbed in the sword intent.
Since receiving the inheritance from the Sword Tomb and being recognized as the master of the ancient sword, although his cultivation level has improved to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and his swordsmanship has become much more powerful, he always felt that there was a gap between him and his swordsmanship, making it difficult to truly achieve complete mastery.
"No...that's not how it works."
He suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, staring at the humming Flame Emperor Sword in his hand.
The sword's blade shimmered with crimson light, as if responding or urging it on.
"Sword Heart... What is Sword Heart?" he murmured to himself, holding his sword and gazing at the sky. The sun blazed overhead, its light blinding, yet he seemed oblivious.
For three days straight, he worked without sleep or rest, sometimes wielding his sword wildly, sometimes standing still as a mountain. Yan Shuo initially tried to persuade him to rest, but seeing his seemingly insane state, he could only shake his head and step back, silently guarding him from the side.
On the fourth day at dusk, the setting sun was like blood.
Jiang Yi swung his sword again, but the sword's momentum faltered midway.
He groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. It turned out that his spiritual energy had been circulating too rapidly, damaging his meridians in the process.
He staggered a few steps, leaning on his sword for support, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot, filled with exhaustion and resentment.
"If you are fixated on form and trapped by your mind, how can you see the heart?"
A cool, clear voice came from behind him.
Chen Jinshu had already emerged from seclusion at some point and stood quietly a few feet away.
Jiang Yi was startled and turned around to look.
Chen Jinshu didn't look at him, her gaze fixed on the crimson sunset on the horizon, and slowly said:
"Fire can burn the sky and boil the sea, but it can also illuminate and warm. Does your sword only seek destruction, or does it also seek protection? Why do you wield this sword?"
"Why am I carrying a sword?" Jiang Yi was stunned.
For revenge? To escape the fate of being a vessel? To repay the kindness of a predecessor?
Or... is it for that undying yearning in my heart for the Great Way and for freedom?
A jumble of thoughts swirled around him, finally settling on the painful yet incredibly clear feeling of his "self" returning when the soul imprint in his soul was stripped away.
"I hold a sword..."
He slowly straightened up, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by an unprecedented clarity.
"To break free from shackles and protect the path in my heart; to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship and attain true freedom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the "Crimson Flame Sword Technique" internal energy flowed rapidly within his body, resonating strongly with the Flame Emperor Sword in his hand.
The sword shone with a bright red light, but it was no longer the violent and scorching light of the past. Instead, it became restrained and pure, as if the sword itself had come to life, cheering and rejoicing.
"Om-!"
The sword rang out clearly and melodiously, soaring straight into the sky.
Jiang Yi was suddenly inspired and no longer bound by the form of sword moves. Following the guidance of the sword intent and his own will, he naturally swung his sword.
The first sword strike, slashing upwards diagonally, was like the rising sun, its light gentle yet unstoppable.
The second sword strike cleaved straight down, like the blazing sun in the sky, intense and dazzling, burning away the gloom;
The third sword strike was a horizontal slash, like the setting sun melting gold; though the afterglow had faded, its power remained.
……
The swordplay flowed continuously, consisting of nine moves. Each move seemed to resonate with a certain blazing sun-like atmosphere in the world, drawing in the surrounding fire elemental energy.
By the ninth sword strike, he and the sword had almost become one. A crimson sword aura, condensed to its extreme, soared into the sky. Though only three zhang long, it carried a chilling intent that shattered illusions and struck directly at the heart! (End of Chapter)