It was not easy to find a peak-grade innate gourd vine in such a vast Buzhou Mountain.
Hongyun knew that if he was lucky, he might be able to find it in decades or even centuries.
However, if one was unlucky, they might not even be able to find it in thousands of years.
As such, Hongyun began to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art while flying on the auspicious cloud.
"The third cycle of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art has already improved my physical body by so much. I'll definitely be stronger in the future!”
"Moreover, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art is a cultivation technique that directly points to the path of a Saint. As long as one's foundation is high enough, it won't be a problem for one to cultivate to the Saint Realm!”
All the living beings in the Primordial World wanted to become Saints.
However, even those Almighties did not know how to become Saints.
Later on, they only heard Dao Ancestor Hongjun's sermon and learned about the method to become a Sage by slashing three corpses.
Only then could he become a Saint.
However, he, Hongyun, had the top-notch cultivation technique to become a Saint. If he did not cultivate it quickly, he would be letting down the system's reward.
However, this Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art did not mean that anyone could cultivate it to become a Saint.
Even someone as powerful as the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not become a Sage until the end of the Cultivation Tribulation of the Witches and Demons. They could only reach the peak of the Sage-to-be Realm.
It could be seen how difficult it was to become a Saint.
However, Hongyun's current status was even higher than that of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He was the most powerful existence in the entire Untainted Land.
While cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, Hongyun was enjoying the scenery of Mount Buzhou.
The area around Mount Buzhou was covered in endless Spiritual Qi. No wonder the Sorcerer Tribe chose this place as their territory.
Ten years later.
Weng!
On this day, Hongyun's body once again erupted with an aura, causing his aura to suddenly increase by several times.
"He's at the late-stage Zenith Heaven realm!"
Hongyun was a little surprised.
In the past few decades, he had not deliberately increased his cultivation. Otherwise, he would have been able to break through to the late stage of the Zenith Heaven realm after refining the ten Unholy Blood Rivers.
Even so, he had reached the late-stage Zenith Heaven realm today.
Even though his cultivation base had improved, Hongyun did not take it to heart.
In the Wilderness, the most important thing was to increase one's strength.
No matter how high one's realm was, it was useless if one's strength was not strong.
For example, the future Six Destined Sages, even if they reached the level of Sages, would be indestructible and exist eternally.
However, he was still under the Heavenly Dao and was suppressed by various Heavenly Dao laws. He was also restricted by Dao Ancestor Hongjun and could not have freedom.
It was no different from a puppet!
That wasn't the result that Hongyun wanted.
Hongyun continued to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed.
However, Hongyun still could not find the Innate Calabash Vine. In fact, he even suspected that he had come too early.
There was no sign of the gourd vine at all.
However, Hongyun had also obtained quite a number of Postnatal Spiritual Roots and some ordinary Primordial Spiritual Treasures in the past thousand years.
However, it was not of much use to Hong Yun.
His greatest achievement was that he had cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the fourth revolution in the past thousand years.
It had to be said that ever since Hongyun refined Pangu's blood essence, her roots were too high.
Coupled with the blessing of the Great Path Meditation mat, he had reached the level that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had reached in hundreds of thousands of years.
"Not only did my cultivation speed increase rapidly while sitting on this Great Dao Meditation mat, but my comprehension of the devouring divine power also increased significantly!”
"This Devouring Divine Power was originally just like the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, a type of Intrinsic Divine Power. But now, I can actually comprehend a trace of the Devouring Law!”
Hongyun had completely mastered the devouring divine art after refining the blood essence of Pangu.
In the next few hundred years, he continued to improve, reaching the realm of great success and perfection.
Now, he had even comprehended a trace of the law of devouring, and there were faint signs of approaching the law of the Great Path.
Great Dao laws were at a higher level than Heavenly Dao laws.
According to the legends, the Great God Pangu used his strength to attain the Dao. He relied on the power of cultivating the laws to attain the supreme Great Dao.
Hongyun knew that Great God Pangu had comprehended the 3,000 Laws of the Great Ways in the Jade Plate of Fate, which was much more profound than the Law of Devouring that he had just comprehended.
Hongyun wasn't greedy either. She would cultivate slowly and let nature take its course.
If he could comprehend the laws of the Great Path in the future, he would have one more path to becoming a saint. Of course, it would be even better.
Whoosh!
The red cloud continued to ride the auspicious cloud.
On this day, the red cloud suddenly pressed down on the auspicious cloud and stopped flying.
He looked ahead. There were twelve huge figures blocking his path.
"I didn't find the Innate Gourd Vine, but I met the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery first!”
Hong Yun felt helpless.
Although he did not want to have anything to do with the Sorcerer Tribe, this was the territory of the Sorcerer Tribe. It was inevitable that he would encounter the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
" Isn't this Hong Yun?!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who were training in Mount Buzhou, also had their eyes lit up when they saw Hongyun.
"Big Brother, I wonder if the Ginseng Fruit on Hongyun is still there. If we can get it, it will be very beneficial for us to improve our cultivation!”
The Candle Dragon said to Ancestor of Sorcery Dijiang beside him.
He was still thinking about the Ginseng Fruit on Hongyun's body. It was a supreme-grade Connate Spiritual Fruit.
"That's right. It seems like Hongyun has sent us a treasure!”
Grand Wizard Dijiang was also a little excited.
The other Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not mind getting some benefits from Hongyun.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Soon, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery surrounded Hongyun.
Seeing this, Hongyun frowned.
He had a feeling that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were coming at him menacingly, and they were definitely up to no good.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, I heard that you have a Ginseng Fruit on you last time. Why don't you share it with us?”
Grand Wizard Dijiang looked at Hongyun and said.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all straightforward and did not have many twists and turns.
If it were any other almighty in Untainted Land, they might have to exchange pleasantries with Hongyun and pretend to be friendly.
However, as Ancestral Magi, they liked to be straightforward.
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Hongyun. If you say that there are no Ginseng Fruits, we won't believe you. Unless you let us search you!"
Ancestor of Sorcery Zhurong immediately added.
Seeing the other Ancestors of Sorcery's imposing manner, Hongyun's face darkened.
"These Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are too shameless. They directly asked for the Ginseng Fruit. Do they think that I, Hongyun, am a good old man who can be easily bullied?”
Hongyun was slightly angry.
Weng!
A majestic aura emanated from Hongyun's body.
"Everyone, could it be that you think that I, Hongyun, am a pushover that anyone can easily manipulate?”
Hong Yun said solemnly.
At the same time, the majestic aura enveloped the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery felt the aura released by Hongyun. They rubbed their fists and prepared to fight.
After all, the Voodoo Race was a race that fought against the heavens and the earth. They were born to fight.
But suddenly, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were stunned.
"Why is this aura so similar to our bloodline aura?”
"It can't be said to be similar. It's practically identical!”
Emperor Jiang, Zhurong, and the Candle Dragon were all stunned.
This red cloud had the aura of the Sorcerer Tribe, and it was not weaker than the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
It was even stronger!
How was this possible?
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