The sun rose, and the golden lights fell. Peace and bliss filled up the whole Yuxu Secret Area. The dew of the green wood fell on the jasper-like branches and leaves, and the two suspended mountains, surrounded by clouds and fogs, were more sacred under the sunshine. On the jade bench outside the Yuxu Palace, Wang Bugui woke up, and slowly opened his eyes.
"Oh!" The sun shone at his eyes, and he raised his hand to block it. At this moment, he found that he was soaking in a big tub. He stood up and stretched his body. All his bones creaked. He felt that his body was much stronger than ever.
"Wake up? Put on your clothes and come with me. It's time to teach you how to practice the Eight Limits." Yun Jinghong looked at Wang Bugui calmly in the distance. The latter quickly got dressed and followed Yun Jinghong.
Yun Jinghong took Wang Bugui to the Cultivation Field behind the Yuxu Palace and began to teach the latter the Eight Limits. Yun Jinghong
Yun Jinghong took Wang Bugui back to the jade bench. They two sat cross-legged. "Listen, I'm now going to teach you a pithy formula named Golden Magical Curses of the Taoism. Cultivate the prana power with it." Yun Jinghong said. Wang Bugui was surprised, "We don't have our own pithy formula, do we?" "Yes, we have, but it is based on that pithy formula. Besides, different sects related to Taoism have the same origin. All are aimed at pursuing to be immortal. What's the difference?" Yun Jinghong explained. Wang Bugui suddenly realized, then nodded to sign he was ready to start. "Between the heavens and the earth, the prana power is the root of everything; After suffering countless disasters, my strength is proved; Inside and outside the three realms, Taoism is overweening; There is a golden light inside me, covering my body; You can't see it, nor hear it; It contains the whole world, and is the source of myriad things; if you extol it
"Chirp chirp..." Wang Bugui was woken up from his sweet dreams by the calls of a bird and opened his eyes to see a group of small spiritual beasts gazing at him, as if he was some rare species of animal. As he expected, the little animals had grown considerably closer to him, and it was the little red sparrow that woke him up. A qilin beast was in his arms, while a small jade rabbit lay on his head, constantly rubbing its forehead against him as a sign of friendship. Wang Bugui could not help but smile serenely as he looked at the cute and exquisitely fragile small creatures. He patted them on their heads before turning his attention back to cultivation, and they did likewise. He entered a state of enlightenment again after six hours of meditation, but it was not as meaningful as that which he had experienced yesterday. Even so, he managed to draw the auras of Heaven and Earth to wrap around his body, benefitting the small spiritua
It was yet another morning, and as usual, Wang Bugui could be found meditating and breathing mindfully while sitting cross legged on the jade bench. He had begun training the moment the first ray of sunlight hit him, and he exhaled the redundant qi in his body with every breath cycle. He got up only after an hour and slowly stretched his body. By this time, sunlight was shining upon every patch of Pure Land, and peace reigned over the place. Wang Bugui smiled confidently at the Sun, his smile looking extremely warm and bright even though there was a hint of devilishness in it. He stroked his pendant before beginning to cultivate his prana power and blood of his vitals. Two rays of divine lights were emitted from his body, one golden and the other red, the moment he sat down. They were formed by his Innate Prana Power and vital blood respectively. "The Heavens grant you the gift of prana power, while you were formed out of nothingness..." Wan
From the moment Yun Jinghong told Wang Bugui that he could gather herbs in the woods, the boy began to train even harder. Each day, upon the conclusion of his prana power training, he would go into the woods to gather fruit and herbs. No matter how deep the herbs were hidden in the ground, he could find them, as the small spiritual beasts that were his friends had a strong sense of smell, and he sent them in every direction to search for herbs on his behalf. They would come back within 15 minutes with herbs that gave off strange fragrances and looked exquisite in their mouths, and Wang Bugui would give them marvelous fruit and berries in exchange, before bidding them farewell cheerfully and heading back to the Purple Waterfall. Wang Bugui lifted his head to gaze up at the Purple Waterfall made of a galaxy of stars when he reached its feet. He could sense the force of a galaxy of stars falling from the Nine Heavens just by looking at it, as if he was reall
Divine aura circled around the Purple Waterfall outside of Yuxu Palace. A few tiny spiritual beasts were sipping water at the edges of the waterfall, and Wang Bugui was training his maximal power at its center. He formed a Gesture with his hands and took his stance calmly. He was surrounded by a faint golden glow. It was his Innate Prana Power, and Wang Bugui had gradually grew adept at channeling it. After so many days of practice, he could finally increase the volume of his blood prana power, and a small amount of prana power, the size of his palm, had condensed in his pool of qi. He looked incredibly majestic as the blood from his vital parts flowed around his body, with the aid of the prana power from his Pellet Base. He remained unemotional throughout, and his soul and spirit were gaining a feel of Heaven and Earth, while he tried to understand the meaning of Tao whilst maintaining his stance. He gradually opened his eyes after another
"Buzz!" There was a flash of purple light as Wang Bugui returned to the foot of the Purple Waterfall from the Palace of Purple Clouds. He could hear the crystal clear water crashing down again, and he turned to look at the stone platform. What had just happened seemed so dream-like now "Bugui! Where did you go just now? I couldn't sense your presence at all!" Said an anxious voice, as Yun Jinghong appeared instantly in front of the boy, his eyes are full of worry. "Master, I'm fine. I was taken to Palace of Purple Clouds by the array carved on the stone platform." Wang Bugui replied as he touched the back of the head, laughing sheepishly. "What? You were brought into Palace of Purple Clouds by her?!" Yun Jinghong asked as he grabbed the boy's hand. He sounded extremely uneasy, and he seemed to be terrified of Palace of Purple Clouds and Zi Yuxiao. "Yes, yes... Master, do you know Sister Ziyu?" Wang Bugui said, not
In the blink of an eye, more than one month had passed. Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight burst across the skies, Wang Bugui would ascend to the peak of Yuxu Palace and meditate, clearing his mind of thoughts so that he could sense the laws of nature around him. Just as he was cultivating his prana power, he would replay the moves of the three mystical skills he knew in his mind. After he had finished meditating on the roof of the palace, he would slowly open his eyes and they would turn from black to gold. His Innate Prana Power would then appear and slowly envelop his body. When that was done, the surrounding auras would also begin to gather around him. The various divine lights all around his body made him look like an immortal who had descended upon Earth after being banished. He got up slowly and re-absorbed his prana power, dispersing the auras surrounding him at the same time. The golden glow slowly dissipated from his pupils, returning
Time passed fast, and it had been two months since Wang Bugui escaped from the restricted area. Now, the Ancient Forest and Deep Lake had already been covered with a gravitational field of up to a thousand pounds. Wang Bugui worked hard to cultivate during the period of time. Yun Jinghong also, for the first time, personally guided a disciple. He blurted out his own understanding of the three limits that Wang Bugui had learned, as well as the predecessors', to lead Wang Bugui to a new road of himself. Being lost in cultivation, he finally got a small achievement over the maximal speed. Now, it only took him at most one hour to run around the Pure Land for three laps. Dressed in black, he passed the Pure Land like a gust of wind, and the surrounding things seemed to be retreating fast. He arrived at the Ancient Forest again. The gravitational field here was now failing to bring him too much pressure, but it just influenced his speed a little slower. He swe