Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

My own fragile divine spirit probably can’t withstand even a breath from others.

As his thoughts circulated, one by one, the multicolored clouds in the distance also began to gather.

After these auspicious clouds descended, some landed behind him, while others settled in front of him.

Unable to move the divine soul body, Shen Yuan could only see the area in front of him where the clouds descended, and on each cloud sat a figure enveloped in a dense halo, obscuring their features.

The later arrivals were not as talkative as those on his left and right.

Some, even if they sensed the so-called ”newcomer’s” aura on Shen Yuan, at most cast curious glances without speaking.

It was unclear how much time had passed.

When the space in front of him was filled with figures shrouded in halos, a deep and resonant bell sound suddenly came from afar.

The bell sound seemed to possess some kind of incredible power.

With just one sweep of the bell sound over their area, Shen Yuan distinctly felt an onset of drowsiness in his divine spirit.

No matter how hard he tried to stay awake, ultimately he just barely heard the second bell sound before his consciousness gradually slipped into darkness.

Boom!

A gentle force suddenly erupted, shaking off his power of divine sense!

When Shen Yuan awoke again, he found that a strand of his divine sense was still within the strange grand hall.

The jade disc that had previously fallen into the hall had disappeared.

Just as he was puzzled about what had happened, the grand hall shook again!

This time, the shaking was more intense than before!

Shen Yuan could even hear huge pounding noises coming from the dome above the hall and the walls around!

”That was my opportunity!”

”That is my chance!”

”Who are you!”

”Show yourself!”

Angry voices suddenly descended from the shattered dome!

To Shen Yuan in the grand hall, it was like hearing the Heaven’s roar.

”Show yourself!”

”Bang! Bang bang!”

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

This place is too perilous!

Gotta leave quickly!

Listening to the terrifying pounding and the roars of unknown beings, Shen Yuan realized something was amiss. With a slight movement of his divine sense, he immediately conjured a red and white vortex in front of the purple sword, then hurled the sword into the vortex.

After his strand of divine sense returned to his body, the terrifying pounding seemed to still echo in his ears.

Suppressing the residual fear in his heart, just as Shen Yuan was about to rise, he suddenly noticed something strange in his sea of consciousness.

After calming down and examining for a moment, his expression quickly turned peculiar!

He had thought that what he just witnessed was akin to some illusion, lacking any real significance.

But now, the inexplicable additions in his sea of consciousness clearly proved that the previous experience was not an illusion!

Moreover, as he internally surveyed his body with divine sense, Shen Yuan was astonished to find that, without knowing when, his realm had silently reached the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm!

”Divination and Storage Scripture·First Volume...”

”This is something I’ve been seeking in the Path of Great Derivation for so long.”

”The strange grand hall just now, the terrifying existence outside the hall, and the jade disc along with that space...”

Shen Yuan’s eyes were filled with confusion.

He didn’t understand what he had just experienced.

He also didn’t know what kind of existence those mysterious and strange spaces, and indescribable people and objects were!

It was as if he had experienced a bizarre dream, and after waking, he had an entire cultivation technique of the Path of Great Derivation in his mind, and his own realm had quietly advanced from Late Stage of Fetal Breathing to the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm.

After a long moment in a daze, Shen Yuan slowly calmed his thoughts and began to silently comprehend the newly acquired Divination and Storage Scripture·First Volume.

He had a premonition that if he could gain any insight from the Divination and Storage Scripture, he could easily resolve the matter of the Huangsheng Sect forcibly borrowing half of his family’s fortune, and perhaps even cause them to suffer a more severe backlash.

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The old residence.

After some pleading from Huang Lingxiu, Huang Lingshan did not go to live with others at the Dragon Coiling Mountain’s annex but chose to stay at the old residence of the Shen Family.

At the break of dawn, when Huang Lingshan awoke from cultivation and opened the door to the courtyard, the sound of swords whistling in the nearby Martial Arts Arena greeted her ears.

With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Huang Lingshan turned her head to look at the round arch doorway leading to the Martial Arts Arena and then walked over slowly.

After passing through the arch, she saw a child of about six or seven years old, earnestly practicing with a long sword in the Martial Arts Arena.

This child was Shen Xiuyan, the candidate for the next patriarch of the Shen Family.

Since the manifestation of the spirit phenomenon at Celestial Aromatic Mountain, various arrangements and many affairs within the family had instantly multiplied.

During this time, Shen Xiuyan had been accompanying Shen Chongming everywhere, handling family matters large and small, leaving almost no time for cultivation.

But the little guy truly loved the sword.

Not busy early in the morning, he came to the Martial Arts Arena alone to practice a set of sword skills.

”You’re the child always following by Chongming’s side, aren’t you?”

After he finished a set of sword skills, Huang Lingshan gently spoke.

The sudden voice startled Shen Xiuyan.

Born with a Literary Heart, he was now considered a cultivator, yet he hadn’t realized someone was so close without noticing.

Once he saw that it was Huang Lingshan speaking, Shen Xiuyan immediately clasped his fists: ”Xiuyan greets the Elder Sword Immortal.”