Time flew by, and Wang Bugui had already spent a year in the Pure Land. It was a tough year for him- he had to put in increasing amounts of effort into training everyday and was totally exhuasted everyday, all to achieve breakthrough in the first phase as soon as he could.
The image of Wang Bugui cultivating his blood prana power was even more surreal. Various auras from Heaven and Earth circled around him, and he looked like an immortal banished from Heaven. The protective golden glow surrounding him had thickened, and the blood from his vitals and Innate Prana Power had expanded to take up about one quarter of his pool of qi.
He wore a set of black, tight fitting clothes which showed off his ripped and slender body, which looked like that of a dragon. There was a hint of devilishness in his exquisite features, giving him a charming look as usual. He stood beneath the Purple Waterfall to train and did not budge an inch even when the immense force of the
"Boom! Boom!" What was supposed to be a quiet and peaceful night was disrupted by the endless crashes and rumbling coming from the left flank of the Immortal Hill, and they spread throughout the entire Yuxu Pure Land. Every time this happened, the little spiritual beasts would run over to the hill to enjoy the 'trampoline'. The commotion was caused by Wang Bugui cultivating his explosiveness. They had grew very fond of Wang Bugui. They could watch him fight the purple balls of water and lie on top of him while he sprinted around the Pure Land. Also, he would give them a share of the herbs and berries he found, and they could enjoy the 'trampoline' experience everyday. It could be said that the little creatures were in paradise. The power and speed that Wang Bugui could display now had grown considerably since he just arrived, and each blow he made was faster than what the human eye could capture, and yet as powerful as each concentrated stri
The six senses were what the human body relied on the most. Only someone that possessed all six- hearing, vision, smell, taste, touch and instinct- could be considered as whole. As such, they were the first thing Wang Bugui tried to cultivate on his training, and only when they were refined to a certain level could he learn how to transfrom his prana power into thought. In the training ground behind the Yuxu Palace, Wang Bugui sat cross legged on a mat as he cultivated his six senses. "Be pure of mind as you guard the divine tower, and meld yourself into the surroundings. Observe all movement in the vast wilderness, and hear the sounds produced by all living beings. Smell the fragrance of grass from hundred of kilometers away, and be able to differentiate what secret ingredients your food is made of. While your body remains here, you can sense the Tao around you, and you can predict what you wish to know," chanted Wang Bugui silently as his hands formed a
In the Yuxu Palace, within the Tao hall. "Activate, potential of the six senses!" Wang Bugui exclaimed as he opened his eyes. Two golden glows shot out of them. He had already familiarized himself with operating the Technique of Six Senses, and he could perform the moves and seals easily now. Very quickly, his vision of the world became amazing. He could sense every living thing within 5 kilometers, and he could see very clearly wherever he laid his eyes on, even the markings on tree trunks. His ears could pick up any sound within the same radius. Nothing escaped him, even the moving feet of animals and droplets of water falling upon the ground. A gentle breeze blew across the entire Pure Land, and he could hear a gentle voice, as if a beautiful woman was whispering gently into his ear. Wang Bugui took in a deep breath, and the smells from the flowers, soil and grass came flooding into his nose. He could even differentiate the species of the
Unconsciously and quickly, a year and a half had passed. Wang Bugui had mastered the cultivation method of seven limits. He was still in the schedule of practicing two limits every day, corresponding to the morning, noon and evening, and practicing his prana power every day. Today, he should practice the six senses and physique. He sat in the middle of the dojo, and shone with golden treasure lights, spreading slowly around him like ripples, which was an indication that he had accomplished a little in six senses. He sensed that the natural Taoism was integrating with him, forming a field covering a range of ten miles. By the time, he had made great progress in his six senses. Though sitting still, he could hear the sound of the fish jumping out of the Divine Lake on the Pure Land, and smell the fragrance of flowers from a hundred miles away. He took a heavy breath and recognized a fruit aroma of the Ancient Forest from the auras he inhaled.
"Boom!" Before a loud noise, a clap of arm-thick thunder emerged, hitting toward Wang Bugui. "Hey!" Wang Bugui cried, and chose to face up with the catastrophe with the Blood Sea Surge Fist. This punch crushed the lightning, and the electric light was scattered between the heaven and the earth. In a flash, several electric snakes followed. He resorted to the martial arts of the Speed Limit and the Acuity Limit, escaping two claps of heavenly thunder in time, and then made attacks with kicks. Smashing the two claps of thunder, he flipped and turned aside to escape another three claps of heavenly thunder at the next second. Just as he positioned, he rushed to the thunder again. Within the period of a breath, he had made dozens of attacks, crushing the thunder one by one. But this was only the beginning. In the dark sky, the deafening sounds were endless, meanwhile, hundreds of claps of thigh-thick thunder roared. "C
"Wow! Master, I'm back!" Wang Bugui came out of the surface and took a long breath, absorbing the fresh air heavily, for he was already out of breath under the lake. However, what waited for him was not Yun Jinghong, but a glimpse of an erotic scene. There were a group of mature women and girls as pretty as flowers on the bank. All covered their bodies with only a piece of tulle, they were flipping the Jade Lake water in laughs, which was alluring. Seeing such a situation, Wang Bugui felt not good. "Ah! Such a rogue!" One of the girls screamed out with blushing cheeks. Then all of them began to resort to martial arts to cover their bodies from watching by Wang Bugui. Some of them were even fast enough to take out magic weapons to attack him. "No! I'm not a bad person. I just came here to search for treasure and temper my body. Look, the green lotus I got!" Wang Bugui avoided those weapons and quickly explained. "Woops! You're h
Wang Bugui sat on the top of the Yuxu Palace with legs crossed. He stared blankly at the boundless sea of clouds. It had been two years since he came to the Yuxu Palace, and every day here was extremely fulfilling. When he was in the UK, he never thought about practicing like this. In contrast, he used to be too lazy, used to be too arrogant. He gained more in these two years than the past a couple of years. Every time he cultivated, he would set himself a goal of surpassing yesterday. He did not want to be as weak as ever. He had determined to make achievement on Taoism within at least ten years. The seal confined Dracula could only last for twenty years at most, so maybe, he would get rid of it in advance. That tragedy was a good example. So, he always felt that he was not given enough time, and that he must be stronger as soon as possible to protect the people he wanted to protect, as well as to save Hanae Chiou. Yun Jinghong came behind him and sat do
The flowers were dancing on the Spring Equinox; the nights got longer after the June solstice; the gold leaves were floating on the Autumnal Equinox; the snow would make up the world on the Winter Solstice. The four seasons of the Pure Land held its own beautiful scene full of striking imagery. Carefully feeling, it was also a kind of Taoism. It was the Taoism of nature, of the reincarnation. The spring breeze wakened everything in the world. The flowers bloomed, the trees and the grass sprouted. In the summer, all life would enter the most complicated state. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, which seemed to indicate their demise. At the end when the winter came, all things were dying. But in the next spring, the dying things were reborn on the withered shell. On the ground, on the same root, one flower died, and one flower was reborn. A year was a turn. Though the flowers were different, their roots were the same. Isn't this a kind of reincarnatio