修行有九关，一步一重天。

养气以受箓, warm and nourish to transform into Benming, become True and then enter the Dao, transcend tribulation and transform into Yuanshen, ascend and transform into the Immortal Realm.

This is the Huangtian Realm's nine gates of cultivation, the nine heavens.

A great method that can directly point to the Yuanshen is naturally not something common.

Of course, being able to point to the Yuanshen does not necessarily mean one can achieve the Yuanshen. Just like Xuan Xing, many boxing methods are spread, but those who see divinity are few. Books and the internet are full of knowledge, but how many can become great writers or mathematicians?

The essence of Dao flowed through his heart.

In Huangtian's nine gates and nine heavens, the most crucial is naturally 'Shou Lu'. This 'Shou Lu' does not refer to the Taoist 'Shou Lu', but rather to offering sacrifices to the heavens through various methods to seek '蒼天受箓' (Heavenly Conferment).

Each sect and faction has different methods, and the 'Shou Lu' of this White Bone Human Demon Great Art is naturally to refine this White Bone Human Demon.

This White Bone Human Demon is Bai Gu Zi's 'Lu'.

The casting of various spells is all connected to this White Bone Human Demon.

Living souls and flesh are merely Bai Gu Zi's means to nourish this White Bone Human Demon.

If the nurturing is successful, and this White Bone Human Demon is transformed into Benming, then the two will merge into one, instantly possessing the power to destroy cities and break armies.

"Let me go, let me go! I can pass on to you the great cultivation method, pass on to you the path to immortality all the way to Yuanshen!"

At this moment, in the Soul-Bewitching Incense Burner, Bai Gu Zi, who had slightly regained his composure after being isolated from the resentment and evil aura, pleaded.

Heaven and earth are like a sea of bitterness, and losing the physical body makes it easy to distort the soul.

After being isolated, he naturally regained some composure, and although he harbored all kinds of hatred in his heart, he no longer revealed it.

"The White Bone Human Demon Magic?"

An Qisheng held the incense burner, able to see Bai Gu Zi's distorted and hateful soul within.

The moment Bai Gu Zi mastered the White Bone Human Demon Great Art, he had already destroyed the original secret manual. If it were an ordinary person, facing a great method that directly pointed to the Yuanshen, they would naturally not easily kill him.

This can be seen from the fact that Sa Wuling was willing to stay here and guard for ten years for a chance to be recommended by the imperial court.

However, he naturally didn't need it.

The ability to enter the dreams of the Great Thousand Worlds may seem to have no immediate effect, but its help to him is immeasurable.

"That's right! The White Bone Human Demon Magic comes from the Heterodox Evil Dao. Cultivating it can lead to Yuanshen and eternal life!"

Bai Gu Zi suppressed his hatred and answered:

"As long as you let me go, I will give you the complete White Bone Human Demon Magic!"

"No need."

An Qisheng put away the incense burner with a backhand, not caring at all about Bai Gu Zi's cries within.

Not to mention that he had already obtained the White Bone Human Demon Magic, even if he hadn't, he would not agree to such a transaction.

I am the butcher, and you are the fish; what is there to talk about in terms of trade?

"蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)..."

Shielding Bai Gu Zi's cries, An Qisheng pondered in his heart.

From Bai Gu Zi's memory, he could see that the Shou Lu methods of each sect and faction were different, with different effects and outward manifestations.

Sword cultivators, elixir cultivators, formation cultivators, weapon cultivators, talisman cultivators—there were all kinds.

But no matter how the outward manifestations changed, their core was the same: '蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)'.

This level, like the condensing of true qi seeds in Jiu Fu Realm, is of utmost importance. Without '蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)', one will ultimately be a mortal.

An Qisheng had no intention of absorbing the heaven and earth spiritual energy of this realm, and even if he did, he would not cultivate this White Bone Human Demon Great Art.

However, all the essence within it was extremely useful. For him, if his own condensed 'Qi Seed' could replace '蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)', then he could completely modify this great method and use it.

Taking its essence and removing its dross, melting together all kinds of essence to form his own Great Dao—this is the right path.

And the most crucial step is whether the 'Qi Seed' can replace '蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)'. If so, his Dao can be achieved.

Kaka Kaka~

A series of gnashing sounds rang out. An Qisheng turned his head and glanced at the yellow dog that was biting the White Bone Human Demon, and frowned:

"Da Huang!"

Woof woof~

Hearing the reprimand, the yellow dog tucked its tail between its legs and lay down on the ground.

"Human bones, can't touch."

An Qisheng warned.

The yellow dog 'whimpered', and a large amount of saliva flowed down as it opened its mouth.

The White Bone Human Demon was extremely tempting to it.

However, even if An Qisheng had tempered its bones, its teeth were not strong enough to bite through this White Bone Human Demon.

After forty years of tempering, this White Bone Human Demon was harder than metal.

No matter how it bit, it could only grind its teeth.

In fact, given the toughness of this White Bone Human Demon, even if the firewood knife had the blessing of the Wang Quan sword, it would not be able to cut it.

After all, the material of the firewood knife was too poor to bear the power of the Wang Quan sword.

"Senior, the meal is ready!"

At this moment, Sa Wuling shouted loudly.

The old Taoist had lived alone for decades, and his craftsmanship was quite good. Although there were no spices, the taste was not bad.

An Qisheng swept away all the dishes with a few glasses of water and wine.

His mental power was strong, and under its urging, his stomach digested extremely well. At the same time as he put down his chopsticks, his stomach was already empty, which made Sa Wuling click his tongue secretly.

With such an appetite, even a fortune of ten thousand would be eaten away.

"You want to join the Heavenly Intent Teachings. How much do you know about the Heavenly Intent Teachings?"

Putting down his chopsticks, An Qisheng said seemingly unintentionally.

The Heavenly Intent Teachings are the state religion of the Great Qing Kingdom. Its leader, the Heavenly Intent Zhenren, is the current National Teacher, and its influence extends to all prefectures and counties. There are more than hundreds of thousands of followers, and its power is extremely vast.

An Qisheng had already learned this from Sa Wuling's memory.

However, the true experts of the Heavenly Intent Teachings are rarely seen, and ordinary people cannot see them at all. He wants to contact the Heavenly Intent Teachings through Sa Wuling in order to obtain more cultivation classics.

After all, even if he is a genius, it is somewhat unrealistic to want to comprehend the method of replacing '蒼天受箓 (Heavenly Conferment)' with the 'Qi Seed' based on a single White Bone Human Demon Magic.

And besides the Heavenly Intent Teachings, the other cultivators in this world are either reclusive or hidden. To find their traces in the vast world...

The difficulty is self-evident.

"The Heavenly Intent Teachings ah."

Sa Wuling also put down his chopsticks, since there was nothing left on the table.

"It is said that seventy or eighty years ago, the current Emperor of Great Qing was seriously ill and could not be cured by medicine. He issued an imperial edict calling for famous doctors and extraordinary people from all over the world. Anyone who could cure his illness would not only be enfeoffed as a marquis and granted a fiefdom, but also receive countless gold, silver, jewels, and heaven and earth spiritual materials. Unfortunately, countless people went, but none could cure the illness..."

A trace of awe appeared on Sa Wuling's face:

"Heavenly Intent Zhenren appeared at that time. He came stepping through the air, and at that time, purple qi came from the east, and the entire capital of Great Qing was reflected in purple. Zhenren took action and easily cured it..."

"The fact that the current Emperor can break through the mortal limit of a hundred years and live to this day is thanks to the handiwork of Heavenly Intent Zhenren!"

"Extending the emperor's life?"

An Qisheng found it interesting. From the memories of Sa Wuling and Bai Gu Zi, he could see that cultivators did not care about mortals at all.

They have long lifespans and great supernatural powers. They even look at fate when accepting disciples, and generally do not contact mortals.

Except for certain special sects that use accumulating 'good deeds' as a means to nourish Benming.

"Yes, Heavenly Intent Jiaozhu widely opens his doors, preaching the Dao to the world. His contribution is immense."

Sa Wuling admired the Heavenly Intent Teachings extremely.

Because without the Heavenly Intent Teachings, it would have been impossible for him to obtain the 'Shou Lu' method in his life.

"Is that so?"

An Qisheng smiled noncommittally and turned to look at Sa Wuling:

"However, your aptitude is ordinary. Even with the imperial court's recommendation, the possibility of entering the Heavenly Intent Teachings is not great..."

"Yes, ah."

Sa Wuling sighed, this was his heart disease.

He sought immortals and visited the Dao in his youth, serving as a herbal medicine boy for a certain Taoist for twenty years before learning the method of nourishing qi. After another ten years, seeing that he had no hope of obtaining the 'Shou Lu' method, he left.

The reasons for this were twofold: first, those Taoists would not easily pass on their teachings; second, his aptitude was indeed ordinary.

People like him were just one in a hundred, slightly better than ordinary people, but they could not enter the eyes of those virtuous Zhenren at all.

"Your roots are ordinary, your talent is very poor, your comprehension is also average, and your luck—judging from the fact that you have not achieved anything at your age—is also so-so..."

An Qisheng commented.

With each sentence, the expression on Sa Wuling's face dimmed, and his head lowered.

By the end, he was almost lowering himself to the bottom of the table.

"However..."

An Qisheng tapped the table, looked at Sa Wuling, and smiled faintly:

"I can help you!"

Sa Wuling suddenly raised his head, extremely surprised.

"Uh?"

But looking at the smile on An Qisheng's face, Sa Wuling suddenly felt a little uneasy.

What does this senior want to do?

.......

Huhu~~~

In the night, the Yin wind blew through the mass burial ground.

The trees swayed, and the old crows croaked mournfully.

Coupled with the flickering fireflies on the graves, it seemed even more desolate and eerie.

Among the group of people gradually approaching the mass burial ground, some felt their hearts palpitate and were frightened.

"Brother Yan, it's so terrifying here..."

In the team, a girl tugged at the arm of a black-clothed man, her small face a little pale.

Walking at night and encountering a mass burial ground ten miles long, this feeling was unnerving. Besides a few experienced Jianghu veterans, everyone in the team felt a little uneasy.

"Good!"

Unexpectedly, the black-clothed man looked around and saw the Yi Zhuang (funeral home) with a light on in the distance, and smiled:

"This time, heaven is really helping us!"

The man's voice was full of energy and his blood was abundant. This smile reduced the fear in everyone's hearts a lot.

This man wore a long sword at his waist and a bamboo hat on his back. He was tall and burly, full of strength but not clumsy. There were only shallow footprints on the soil he walked on, obviously skilled in martial arts.

"Brother Yan, what do you mean?"

The girl was also a little surprised and forgot to be afraid.

The others also looked at him.

"Look, there are no stars or moon in the sky tonight, and the wind carries moisture. It's obviously going to rain. On this road, there is only this Yi Zhuang (funeral home) in front of the mass burial ground. Those soldiers will definitely want to stay overnight at the Yi Zhuang (funeral home)!"

The man surnamed Yan looked rough, but his observation was meticulous:

"If those soldiers really come, tonight will be the best time for us to act and rescue Lord Yun!"

"My father is an honest and caring official. This time, he was harmed by treacherous people. If Brother Yan can save my father, Qian'er, Qian'er..."

Looking at the rough face of the man surnamed Yan, the girl's breathing quickened:

"Qian'er will repay Xia Ke Dage (hero) as a cow or a horse in the next life!"

"What are you saying? Is Yan someone who bestows favors and expects repayment?"

Yan Xia Ke smiled dumbly.

He pulled his arm out of the girl's arms and stepped forward:

"We should first visit the owner of the Yi Zhuang (funeral home). If there are many risks tonight, we must not implicate others."