EBE #781 - Meng Yun's Fury Pearl
#781 - Meng Yun's Fury Pearl
Li Chengfeng chuckled and said, "A mere illusion, and you're already this deluded. You actually fantasize about cultivating with the Holy Maiden, truly wishful thinking."
He took off Shi Hong's storage bag, searched it carefully, and finally found a bead, smiling, "So you found the Bead of Sorrow, not bad."
The bead shimmered, surrounded by an aura of sorrow, with Daoist rhymes flowing, clearly an extraordinary treasure.
Li Chengfeng wasn't in a hurry to examine the Bead of Sorrow, but carefully sealed it away first.
Shi Hong's corpse lay on the ground, his face full of unwillingness and pain, he stared fixedly at Li Chengfeng, as if trying to find the answer from the other party: "How could you possibly discover me? This is absolutely impossible!"
Li Chengfeng chuckled lightly, his tone full of mockery: "Your little tricks are barely enough to fool those newly initiated disciples, but you want to hide it from me? You're too naive."
Having said that, he ignored Shi Hong, because the other party's body had already begun to undergo strange changes, turning into rolling mana, dissipating in all directions.
Just as this mana was about to dissipate, Li Chengfeng suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, and immediately a special force emerged, absorbing all the sorrowful intent into his body.
This was his original Great Devouring Technique, although it originated from the Cauldron Bottom Dao Source, it had already been improved and simplified by him, becoming a unique method.
This simplified version of the Cauldron Bottom Dao Source, although not as powerful as the original, which could extract the opponent's power at all times, could devour 30-40% of the opponent's power at the moment of death, which was already amazing enough.
Li Chengfeng relied on this technique to further improve his strength.
Li Chengfeng slowly merged the power he had devoured into his body, only feeling that his strength had increased by another point.
He looked around and understood in his heart that these so-called elite disciples who entered this place were all looking for their respective beads and trying to kill their opponents to seize more.
However, he was not in a hurry to find his own bead, that is, the Bead of Joy.
Li Chengfeng understood that haste makes waste. In this dangerous place, only by being careful can opponents send themselves to his door.
He had completely comprehended the Joyful Art, successfully breaking free from the shackles of biased cultivation methods.
At this moment, the One Night of Spring Breeze Turns to Spring Rain Art flowed through his heart, making him nod frequently. This set of techniques was so complementary to the cultivation philosophy of this sect that he couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of fate.
Now that he had obtained a bead, Li Chengfeng decided to leave this place and continue to explore forward.
His divine sense was powerful, giving him a natural advantage over others.
Therefore, he quickly discovered that ahead was a vast expanse of water, and within the water, there were countless fish-shaped demons.
Although these demons were not strong, only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, their numbers were astonishing, densely covering a vast area.
At this moment, a disciple was fighting fiercely with these demons in front.
That person was Meng Yun, who cultivated the Art of Wrath, and was now furious, a surge of anger twisting wildly within him.
The angrier he became, the stronger his strength, and waves of purple-black mana spewed out from his body, turning into a raging fire, raging forward.
The flames contained a special Daoist rhyme of anger, as if they could ignite everything around them.
Seeing this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but nod secretly. Although Meng Yun had a violent personality, his cultivation of the Art of Wrath was indeed quite effective.
However, in this dangerous secret realm, the key was to remain calm.
Li Chengfeng's eyes were bright, instantly discerning the situation before him.
It turned out that Meng Yun was using these fish to temper his Daoist rhyme, hoping to make a breakthrough.
With a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered that there was an unusually large fish hidden among the fish, obviously the leader of this group of fish.
This leader fish had reached the level of a second-order demon beast, its strength equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage of humans, not to be underestimated.
At this moment, the leader fish's eyes were blood red, and its sharp teeth were exposed in its pointed mouth, directing the fish to surge towards Meng Yun.
Meng Yun did not show any weakness, his strength erupted, burning with anger, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on these fish.
The angrier he became, the stronger his strength, and waves of purple-black mana surged wildly within him, turning into a raging fire, raging towards the fish.
Li Chengfeng carefully observed Meng Yun's technique and discovered its special feature.
It turned out that the emotion of anger also contained the Daoist rhyme of fire, belonging to a type of fire-based Daoist rhyme. He suddenly understood in his heart that the flames could also exist in human emotions.
Fire can ignite people's emotions, making people angry and irrational; but likewise, if one can control one's own flames, one will not be controlled by emotions and lose their rationality.
Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but develop a strong interest in Meng Yun's technique.
He continued to observe Meng Yun's fierce battle with the fish, trying to comprehend more about the mysteries of the Daoist rhyme of fire from it.
At the same time, he also secretly warned himself to always remain calm and rational, not to be controlled by emotions.
In this fierce battle, although Meng Yun was extremely angry, he did not lose his mind.
Relying on his powerful strength and the blessing of the Art of Wrath, he successfully repelled the fish's attack.
Li Chengfeng also learned a lot about the Daoist rhyme of fire and the principles of emotional control, gaining a lot.
Li Chengfeng's eyes flickered with a mixture of confusion and excitement, as if he was in a mental fog, yet touched by the infinite possibilities it contained.
Worldly Refinement of the Heart, this unique way of cultivation, allowed him to re-examine himself, the world, and everything around him from a detached yet integrated perspective.
He seemed to be transformed into an observer and a participant, savoring every fluctuation of emotion and every flow of law in this complex world.
If it weren't for being a substitute puppet, Li Chengfeng might never have been able to deeply understand the subtle and close connection between fire and emotions.
Emotions, flames, humans, physiques, mana, the Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao, these originally seemingly independent words gradually intertwined into a complex web in his heart, each node flashing with the light of wisdom, leading him to a new realm of understanding.
Just as Li Chengfeng was immersed in this enlightened feeling, a sudden battle broke the surrounding tranquility.
Meng Yun, seemingly driven by endless anger, charged all the way, his anger like a burning flame, constantly surging and expanding in his body, eventually turning into a powerful force, spewing out.
"Blade of Wrath, slash!"
Along with the other party's low and firm roar, the flames in his body seemed to respond to his call, burning fiercely, turning into a huge black blade, flashing with a frightening light.