Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Chapter 405: Chapter 209: Eighth Grade Bloodline (Part 5)

Now upon careful consideration, it suddenly becomes apparent that the cultivator who created the Five Elements Breathing Technique intended to single-handedly create a cultivation method for all those in the world without a spiritual root.

Unfortunately, whether it was due to a lack of understanding of the relationship between ”Five Elements,” ”Five Qi,” and ”Five Viscera,” or encountering other difficulties, this person did not create a matching Fetal Breathing Technique.

Now, as Shen Yuan mobilized the Five Qi within his Five Viscera, he suddenly discovered, isn’t this precisely the best foundation of the Immortal Embryo?

The Five Viscera are naturally born, accompanying a cultivator from birth.

The Five Qi within them are innately born.

Though not like those Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects, they are ultimately the most compatible with oneself.

After some contemplation, Shen Yuan immediately began to attempt to condense the foundation of the Immortal Embryo based on the Five Qi of the Five Viscera.

As his thoughts moved slightly, a large amount of spiritual power was mobilized from within his Dantian, merging with the mysterious powers generated from the secret collections throughout his body, gradually enveloping the Five Qi of the Five Viscera.

Time passed without notice as Shen Yuan remained immersed in this creative process of the technique, forgetting everything else.

On this day, he suddenly woke up, and his divine sense abruptly discovered that his previously spiritual power-filled Dantian had somehow become empty.

In its place was a foundation of the Immortal Embryo emitting five-colored light and slowly revolving!

And suspended quietly on this foundation was a sphere resembling an unformed egg.

”The Fetal Breathing... has succeeded?”

Somewhat surprised as he looked at everything within his Dantian, and feeling the changes occurring in his body, Shen Yuan suddenly felt a bit absurd.

In the cultivation realm, those geniuses naturally gifted needed a period of accumulation at the Qi Cultivation Perfection Realm to breakthrough, along with painstaking efforts to find innate spiritual Qi that matched them, cautiously going into closed-door cultivation for a breakthrough.

But for him... breaking through Fetal Breathing seemed not too difficult...

Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze caught sight of the white hair hanging down to his shoulders; he then looked at his withered-looking hands, and with a slight thought, his appearance began to change gradually.

Moments later, he reverted to the appearance of an aged man.

It’s not that he couldn’t become younger; it’s just that at this age, with even his great-grandchildren several years old, transforming into a young lad’s appearance would be rather strange.

Compared to that sort of appearance, he still preferred how he looked now.

After completing all this, Shen Yuan slowly stood up, patted his clothes, and then leisurely walked downstairs.

The Southern Border felt like a sword hanging over his head, and he didn’t intend, as usual, to ignore it, leaving the troubles to his children and grandchildren.

In this challenge, he must join hands with his descendants to overcome it together.

Upon arriving on the first floor of the Black Water Pavilion, having just pushed the door open, Shen Yuan saw Shen Li sitting cross-legged at the door.

Seeing her aura fluctuating unstably, seemingly in some sort of trance, Shen Yuan did not disturb her.

The enhancement of the family bloodline presumably also brought some benefits to this girl.

If she could take this opportunity to realize her own talent, paired with the Gu Spirit Sacred Body, it would be like a tiger adding wings.

”Squeak!”

Shen Yuan walked slowly to the bridgehead of the floating bridge, and upon seeing him, the Silver Thread Centipede raised its head flatteringly, letting out a gentle call.

”Safeguard your master and don’t let anyone disturb her.”

Shen Yuan instructed, then walked past the Silver Thread Centipede towards the manor.

Upon reaching the manor, he saw Huang Lingxiu pacing anxiously in the front courtyard.

The servants around her were busy bustling in the yard, unaware of what had happened.

Seeing Shen Yuan suddenly arrive, Huang Lingxiu took a moment to react.

A moment later, she suddenly turned around in surprise, joy written all over her face, ”Father?”

”You’ve emerged from seclusion!?”

Shen Yuan nodded with a smile, his gaze shifting towards the servants, ”What has happened?”

Huang Lingxiu put away the joy on her face, a bit anxious and aggrieved, ”Father, you’re just in time; daughter-in-law... daughter-in-law...”

”Don’t rush, take your time to explain.”

Huang Lingxiu calmed herself a bit and began, ”Just now, Chongming and Wen’an suddenly sat down cross-legged with their eyes closed, and the daughter-in-law dared not disturb them.”

”Later, Youran and Lingxun also sent people to report, Xiuzhuo and Xiuchan, several of them, seem to have fallen ill, unconscious.”

”Shi Tou is in closed-door cultivation, and this daughter-in-law did not know how to handle this for a while.”

Though Huang Lingxiu had been the Shen Family’s matriarch for decades, she mostly handled some household chores.

The peculiar phenomenon occurring among the family members made her a bit panicked.

”They are all fine, no need to worry.”

”Let these people attend to their own matters and not disturb them.”

Shen Yuan reassured softly and then directly walked towards the back courtyard.

Watching his departing figure, Huang Lingxiu, though still somewhat confused, felt more trustful of her father-in-law, promptly stopping the servants from panicking and being busy.

...

Southern Border.

Above the vast mountains, seven terrifying figures gathered in the clouds.

”We have all proven the Golden Core Dao; mundane people are mere ants, being made into Human Pills is considered an honor. Why confront us here over some ants, fellow Daoist?”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiuqi, with an immortal aura, smiled faintly.

”I must respectfully disagree, fellow Daoist.”

”I joined the Immortal Sect from a young age, received the care of fellow disciples, the guidance of the sect’s elders, and the support of its younger generation, thus achieving what I have today.”

”The common people of Yunzhong are one of the foundations for my Luoxia Mountain; I absolutely cannot let you destroy Luoxia Mountain’s foundation.”