As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

On the river bank, the bonfire crackled, and the aroma of grilled fish came out...

"The taste of this fish is really good!"

Jiang Ming admired and ate with big mouthfuls, like a cow chewing peonies, he had already eaten three grilled fish with their bones attached. He could only feel a strong and pure power in his body, flowing into his limbs and bones, nourishing his physical body and meridians.

In his dantian, the runes on the spirit foundation flickered, frantically absorbing the power from these fishes, and strengthening his spiritual power, Jiang Ming could almost feel that his cultivation base was growing at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye increase……

However, this is not the part that surprised him the most... After all, these fish are transformed from soul jade, and the main power contained in them is the nourishment of divine thoughts.

While the spirit base was benefiting, Jiang Ming could clearly sense that more power was gathered in his spiritual sense, making his spiritual sense rapidly condense and grow at an astonishingly fast speed.

"The carp transformed from this soul jade is much stronger than the original soul jade..."

Jiang Ming was both surprised and delighted. After eating these carp, his divine sense would definitely increase to an astonishing level, perhaps even some alchemy cultivators could not match it.

"When I push my physical body and spiritual power to the peak of foundation establishment... Even if a strong alchemist arrives in person, I'm probably 70 to 80% sure that I can kill him under the sword."

He secretly estimated that although he had confidence in his own strength, he was not blindly arrogant. The gap between alchemy and foundation establishment was like a moat, and his current methods were too weak and lacked sufficient background.

However, with his Burning Spirit Sutra and Hundred Tribulations Eucharist, if he raised his cultivation base to the peak of Foundation Establishment, then no matter what kind of background he had, he would not be afraid of alchemy cultivators...

"If my guess is right...this should be that kind of place!"

On the side, Hei Jian remained silent after the initial mumble to himself, as if he was thinking and probing for something... At this moment, he finally responded.

"Where?" Jiang Ming asked quickly.

"The burial place!"

Hei Jian said in a deep voice: "The origin of the Zhenhun River is much bigger than you imagined. It appeared in the last century... Even my master has never found its source, but in some I have seen records about it in the incomparably ancient fragments."

"In those records, Zhenhun River is suspected to be related to the ultimate secret of life and death, such as Huangquan, the other side, and even reincarnation. There is always a new student.”

"It is recorded in a fragmented book that in the deepest part of Zhenhun River, there is a soul that can strangle all spirits in the world, but there is also a glimmer of life... Legend has it that there was an existence of Xeon Invincible, in his old age, in order to live out the first Second, go deep into Zhenhun River to seek vitality... bury yourself in the depths of Zhenhun River, hoping to recover here after endless years."

"This Soul-Suppressing River...is it so big?" Jiang Ming's heart was shaken. He knew that this mysterious river was good, but he never thought that it was related to the other shore and even the big secrets of reincarnation.

This level of mystery, even a saint, I am afraid that no one can explore it clearly...

Hei Jian continued: "It is said that there are more than one saint-level beings who buried themselves in this river... Saints are the supreme beings who control the avenue of heaven and earth. Their words and deeds can even open up a new world and change the sea. Sang Tian, ​​even if that kind of existence dies, the surrounding environment will change for it."

"The burial place is the mysterious place where the legendary saint was born when he fell in the depths of the Zhenhun River. It does not belong to the world of cultivating immortals and is beyond the realm of things. Almost no one can find it. It has always only existed in legends and deduction... ..."

"Even a great cultivator once said that the burial place itself is a deduction, no one can prove its real existence, maybe it's just a fantasy..."

Jiang Ming was stunned, and then murmured: "Then how can you be sure that this is the so-called burial place?"

"The dao rhyme lingering between heaven and earth... can't be wrong!" Hei Jian's voice was a little low: "At the end of the last century, I saw Sheng Yun with my own eyes... The world is silent, and all spirits mourn."

"This place seems to be peaceful, and the breath is so faint that it is almost untouchable...but it does exist."

"That is to say... there is a fallen saint here?" Jiang Ming said in shock.

He was a little numb. He originally wanted to stay away from trouble, so why did he rush into such a dangerous place out of nowhere?

The living saints are supreme, and the dead saints are equally terrifying. They are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary monks. Once a holy tomb was born, and countless monks went to fight for the opportunity. It killed thousands of monks...

"Brother Jian, let's study how to get out of here!" Jiang Ming said with a smile.

"When you held my electric fish just now, you were so timid..."

Hei Jian slandered, but still said: "Don't worry too much, since this place really exists, then some people's conjectures back then should be correct...there should be no such horrible things as saint corpses here, because this entire burial place, It can be regarded as a place transformed by the Dao of Saints."

"The plants, trees, mountains and rivers here can all be regarded as being transformed by saints... Maybe there are some unknown opportunities here."

"Even if you want to leave this place, you probably have to go deep into the burial ground... I'm afraid it's impossible to climb up this waterfall again!"

Jiang Ming was stunned when he heard the words, and then he sighed after a while, what else can he do... that's all he can do.

"But you have to eat up the fish first!"

Jiang Ming then continued to grill the fish, feasting on it, while trying his best to refine its strength, the whole person was eating enough, and strands of flames burst out from his body, overflowing outward.

He really wanted to seal up these fish and take them out of this place to slowly refine them, but this fish was originally formed from soul jade after entering this place, if it turned into soul jade again after leaving this place, it would be a waste of work ...

Therefore, even at the cost of losing some essence, Jiang Ming has to eat them all here.

"Brother Jian, you're welcome..." Jiang Ming called Heijian to start while eating.

"I've refined two, it's enough...it's useless to have more than me!" Hei Jian hung aside, explaining, then fell silent, wondering what he was thinking about.

Jiang Ming's heart moved slightly. Ever since the black sword followed him, he didn't neglect it with delicious food and drink. Today, the golden carp transformed from soul jade is even more extraordinary. It has a wonderful effect on soul consciousness. Have some memories of the past been restored?

However, Hei Jian didn't take the initiative to mention it, and Jiang Ming didn't ask. During this period of getting along, he felt that this guy was pretty good, so there was no need to get to the bottom of everything.

"I don't know when it will be able to remember what happened on that star road..." Jiang Ming said softly, now thinking of that star road trip, he still feels a little like in a dream.

That old man on Star Road should be the top existence among the saints, and I don't know how he will end up in the end, whether there will be a day of goodbye in the future...

hum...

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt a shock in his head, and his spiritual sense seemed to tremble violently.

He quickly looked inward between his brows, and immediately saw an astonishing image.

In the center of the eyebrows, in a place that is neither empty nor real, there is a golden light like a blazing sun floating, and strands of light are diffused, flowing towards the limbs and bones.

This golden light is Jiang Ming's divine sense.

The soul of an ordinary monk has no specific form, and is erratic like a cloud of smoke. Once it encounters an attack against the soul, it is almost powerless to resist.

But after the divine soul transforms into the divine sense, it becomes a tangible body, and the gap between the divine soul and the divine sense is like snowflakes and profound ice, not an existence of the same order of magnitude at all.

Therefore, even if Jiang Ming did not practice the secret art of spiritual thoughts, he could still use his spiritual thoughts to suppress and kill the souls of other foundation-building monks.

But now Jiang Ming's divine sense has changed again.

To be precise, it is not the divine sense, but the place where the divine sense is located, which is changing.

Surrounding the blazing sun-like divine sense, there was originally a gray void, as if the world had not yet opened, but at this moment, as Jiang Ming's divine sense burst into light, wherever the golden light went, those gray mist He was retreating quickly...

Under the divine sense, a piece of water seemed to appear, reflecting the shadow of his divine sense.

The surface of the water was as clear as a mirror, calm and waveless, with no idea how deep it was, and it expanded rapidly with the light of divine sense... After about a full stick of incense, the movement of such expansion stopped.

A ball of golden light hangs above the clear and calm water surface, and wisps of mist linger on the water surface, it seems that the light of spiritual thoughts and water vapor are blending and complementing each other.

"This is……"

Jiang Ming was a little puzzled, and felt the transformation of his own spiritual thoughts. If the previous spiritual thoughts were like rootless duckweed, residing in nothingness, now they are more closely connected with himself. The control is more satisfactory.

"Soul Sea!"

Jiang Ming muttered to himself, and after carefully observing the induction, he finally made a final judgment.

In fact, he realized what was about to happen as early as when he saw the sudden change in his divine sense... However, when it really happened to him, Jiang Ming still couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to confirm it immediately. After careful observation, he realized Dare to confirm this.

"Can this be called a burial place? This is obviously a blessed place..." Jiang Ming muttered in a strange tone. He never thought that a sea of ​​souls would be opened up here.

Where mortals set foot on the road of practice, they need to open up the dantian, entrust their spiritual power in it, and all the fruits of the road on the road of practice are in it, whether it is the spiritual vortex in the Qi training period, or the spiritual base in the foundation building period, or even after the alchemy. The golden elixir...

In addition to the dantian, there is another mysterious place in the body of the immortal cultivator, called the soul sea.

The soul of an ordinary monk is like a rootless duckweed, which can only be slowly cultivated and strengthened with the growth of cultivation base. When the soul transforms into divine sense and becomes strong to a certain extent, the power of divine sense can be used to open up the sea of ​​souls.

From then on, the divine sense was placed in the soul sea, and it complemented and coexisted with the soul sea, becoming more stable and tenacious, and able to grow faster.

In addition, the soul sea itself can be regarded as a layer of protection, with various magical functions, it is a mysterious place no less than the dantian, and it greatly promotes the understanding of the Dao and the practice of exercises.

It's just that opening up the sea of ​​souls has always been an extremely difficult task. According to the records in the classics, even among the monks in the alchemy realm, only less than 10% of the monks who have condensed spiritual thoughts can open up the sea of ​​souls.

The vast majority of monks can only open up the soul sea in one fell swoop when they break through to the higher Nascent Soul Realm, and take advantage of the opportunity of the broken pill to become a baby, and then the primordial spirit enters the master soul sea, Yuanying sits in the dantian, so he is considered a powerful man with terrifying strength.

But now Jiang Ming opened up the soul sea in the early stage of foundation establishment... This kind of entry is almost unheard of, at least he has never seen such a record in the classics he has read.

"In the early stage of foundation establishment, the sea of ​​souls will be opened up. When I break through the Nascent Soul, how far can my divine sense grow..."

Jiang Ming couldn't help thinking about it, and then he caught a glimpse of some grilled fish on the wooden rack, and quickly ate them all.

The incomparably pure power penetrated into the sea of ​​souls and merged into the divine thoughts, immediately making the blazing golden light even more brilliant, and the whole sea of ​​souls seemed to be entwined with strands of Dao rhyme, making it even more extraordinary.

"Let's go, look far away!"

After eating and wiping, Jiang Ming also stood up and looked towards the distance of the river. There were mountains and mountains, the sky was clear and clear, and there seemed to be bees and butterflies dancing around, like a fairyland outside the world.

Jiang Ming went down the river and saw some animals from time to time, rabbits with fiery fur running back and forth in the grass, white horses with wings on their backs leaping across the sky... Countless creatures live in this unworldly place without being disturbed by the outside world .

"Is this the burial place? Why is it like a fairyland..." Jiang Ming said to himself.

"The burial place is transformed by the saint's Dao fruit, holy body and even will. It represents the avenue of the supreme existence, but it may also entrust some kind of yearning for that existence..." Hei Jian said: "Maybe this fairyland-like place , is a certain longing place in the heart of this fallen saint."

Jiang Ming was noncommittal, and had no deep meaning to the saint's longing. He just wanted to find out if there was any chance here. If not, he would leave as soon as possible. He has been trapped here. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is like a cage after all. It's not a good thing...

"Huh? What's that?"

Suddenly, Jiang Ming's gaze narrowed slightly, and he saw a gigantic white skeleton standing on top of a strange and jagged rock. It was the wreckage of an unknown beast. fall.

The skeleton has eight legs and three heads, filled with a wild and ancient atmosphere. The crystal bones shine brightly in the sun, like jade, casting a large shadow.

He flicked his body and approached the huge rock, until he got close to the skeleton, only to find that the skeleton was astonishingly large. Jiang Ming stood in front of it like an ant.

"At least a hundred feet high..."

Jiang Ming was amazed, looking up at the skeleton, it was like a majestic mountain, even a toe bone was like an extremely thick pillar.

It's hard to imagine what a terrifying existence this kind of creature was in life. I'm afraid it can crush a mountain and river with a single step...

"This is a creature from the last era..." Hei Jian's voice suddenly sounded, with a trace of inexplicable shock.