Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 255: Chapter 152: Wheel Transformation Mechanism! Primordial Pill at Thirty-Five, Mediocre Taste (6k Mega Chapter)

If the withered wood can meet spring again, the ice can also sever the flowing water. Within the Daoist Sect lies profound skills; Infinite old age returns to childhood. A thousand-year dream of rejuvenation, now is the time to pause the Rejuvenation.

”Daoist Divine Techniques, Rejuvenation!”

It is said that this technique can reverse time, causing the years to flow backward within the body, life force returns, youth revived, as if competing with Heaven for time, Rejuvenation reflects the cycle of years.

”Killing to Life, finding life within death!?” Zhang Fan looked at the young man in front claiming to be Meng Qingtong and murmured softly.

The way of cultivation, the Immortal Technique, truly rests within the word [reverse].

Rejuvenation, such a magical power, he had only seen recorded in Daoist Scriptures, the body stiff and weathered akin to withered wood, yet can meet spring and regain vitality, it is the technique of finding life within death, reversing to life.

At that moment, the body seems to unlock an unprecedented shackle, all functions will undergo incredible transition.

”Daoist Divine Technique... truly a Daoist Divine Technique...”

He Ningyan bit her silver teeth tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Daoist Divine Techniques are heavenly bestowed awakening, not obtainable through mere cultivation, each one resembling ancient legend, as recorded in Daoist Scriptures, possessing the ability to transform decay into magic, moving mountains and filling seas.

Since Zhang Fan’s journey in cultivation, besides his own awakening of [Samadhi True Flame], not daring to arbitrarily use, he has only seen one person possess a Daoist Divine Technique...

That was Wuma Wuqilu’s [All Things Transformation Talisman].

Other than that, he also heard Transcendent Zhenren in his youth seemingly awakened a Daoist Divine Technique, after that, no other.

”Curator? Are you the curator?”

At this moment, Liu Xingyu spoke, his eyes wide open, incredulously looking at the tender-skinned young man in front.

This was completely different from the Meng Qingtong he usually saw.

The true Meng Qingtong was already nearly sixty years old, a hunched figure of middle age, on the verge of retiring at sixty-five and collecting a pension.

But...

”Have you not recognized me despite following me for so long?”

Meng Qingtong slightly raised the corner of his mouth, lifted his hand to stroke his dense, black hair, a unique glint appeared in his eyes.

”Such vibrant life, indeed worthy of the Daoist Divine Technique!”

As he spoke, Meng Qingtong’s body fluctuated slightly, he laughed uncontrollably, the laughter filled with a touch of delight, mingled with a hint of madness...

”Someone like you can actually awaken a Daoist Divine Technique,” He Ningyan said solemnly.

To awaken a Daoist Divine Technique, it must be one in a million, a chosen one by heaven, irrelevant of good or evil, fate guided by unseen threads, like Chu Chaoran and Zhang Fan.

In contrast, Meng Qingtong, nearing sixty without notable distinction, his life almost unremarkable enough to be called mundane.

Such a person, unexpectedly awakening a Daoist Divine Technique, is simply incredible.

”Young man, you are right... Daoist Divine Techniques can only be awakened by heavenly fate...” Meng Qingtong nodded.

”But what is heavenly fate?”

”The key to cultivation lies in reverse... only those who can reverse and harmonize with nature, can claim ’my fate is not ruled by heaven’.” A trace of coldness flickered in Meng Qingtong’s eyes.

”Ordinary people cannot achieve it, let alone cultivators?”

All reversal leads to great success.

For instance, ordinary people want a midnight snack, if they can reverse instinct, suppress appetite, the body remains healthy, light without ailment.

Furthermore, ordinary people become lazy while learning, if they can reverse instinct, diligent and proactive, knowledgeable, destiny changes from then on.

...

The key for ordinary people to grasp destiny also lies in reversal, resisting negative instincts, the process naturally terribly painful, thus the principle is so, yet truly achieving it is exceedingly difficult.

Ordinary people reverse to know, grasping destiny is difficult enough, let alone cultivators?

It is the path to the heavens, the Immortal Technique, the way to Longevity... if one undertakes the act of reversal, defying against the will of heaven, countless disasters and tribulations, life and death drifting.

Since ancient times, countless Seekers of Immortality have existed, yet how many have reversed fate, achieving Pure Yang Wuji, and clearly Ascending to Immortality!?

”Most of our destinies are already set, even if reversing to cultivate immortality, we are merely ephemeral, born in the morning, dying by night, cannot see heavenly fate.”

Meng Qingtong shook his head, he had practiced half his life, pondered half his life, but in the end, what did he attain?

That elusive path to immortality, that Pure Yang Wuji desired by all... had long been determined out of his reach.

But now...

”It’s different now, I hold the key to unlock the shackle of fate.”

Meng Qingtong slightly raised his mouth, a cold wind inexplicably arose, stirring his scattered black hair, a mysterious aura cascaded like a waterfall from his body, instantly filling the vacant hall.

”You indeed stole the Three Corpses Primordial Pill!” He Ningyan’s face paled, her eyes filled with utmost vigilance.

She vaguely guessed that Meng Qingtong was able to have such fortune, awakening a Daoist Divine Technique, possibly by utilizing the power of the [Three Corpses Primordial Pill].

This item, in his possession, aided by his Primordial Spirit, had already revived.

At this moment, Meng Qingtong appeared extremely dangerous in He Ningyan’s eyes.

”Curator...”

”Don’t go over!”

Liu Xingyu instinctively stepped forward, only to be stopped by Liu Xingtui, the latter’s eyes narrowed to a line, filled with caution.

”Hmm!?”

Meng Qingtong lightly raised his lids, looked at Liu Xingtui with interest.

”You two brothers, the younger is swift as fire, the elder is as calm as water, at critical moments, it’s Da Liu who keeps his cool.”

Saying this, a hint of admiration emerged in Meng Qingtong’s eyes.

”Curator, people from Daoist Alliance said you... strayed from the path.”

Liu Xingtui glanced at He Ningyan, yet his focus remained on Meng Qingtong.