Combining cultivation techniques and upgrading cultivation techniques were two completely different directions of deduction.
One is to seek its breadth and breadth, the other is to seek its essence and depth.
There was no so-called difference between the two directions. Each had its own advantages.
After the 10,000 luck points disappeared.
In Yang Zhao's mind, it was as if there were two different tunes, the zither and the flute, gradually merging together, slowly converging into a brand new tune.
It was no longer pure, but it had become richer and more harmonious.
This was an epiphany.
A moment later, a brand new cultivation method was deeply engraved in Yang Zhao's mind.
"Ding…consumed 10000 points of luck.《Boy Technique》and《Nine Yang Divine Technique》have merged into《Sun Breathing Technique》.”
The system notification sounded.
Only now did Yang Zhao wake up from that hazy and dreamy feeling.
[Sun Breathing Technique: Condenses Pure Yang Purple Qi, cleanses tendons and marrows, nurtures Pure Yang Purity Dao True Body]
[Pure Yang Purity Dao True Body: Special Constitution (No upper limit)]
Pure Yang: External evil will not invade, internal medicine
[Purity: Perfect without leakage, endless]
Daozhen: With the Dao, the heart is not stained with dust
A series of system messages quickly entered Yang Zhao's mind.
In an instant, Yang Zhao was ecstatic.
This wave of fusion had extracted most of the characteristics of the Boy Technique and Nine Yang Divine Technique, and it was much more perfect than Yang Zhao had imagined.
The auxiliary cultivation effect of the Boy Technique was multiplied by several times, turning into a Daozhen talent.
The Nine Yang Divine Technique's immunity to all poisons and the dense purple qi had become pure Yang talents. Invincible Vajra and Stronger With More Use also became Purity Innate Skills.
Only the effects of the Extreme Yang Hot Qi, Bone Shrinking Technique, Turtle Breathing Technique, and Gecko Wall Swimming Technique had disappeared.
Compared to a body that could be said to be perfect.
A few effects were nothing.
Furthermore, he could continue to cultivate the Sun Breathing Technique and continuously condense pure Yang purple qi.
Under such circumstances, Yang Zhao naturally didn't need to maintain the so-called Golden Boy Body.
It seemed that he had not dug deep enough into the system.
After figuring out the effects of the Sun Breathing Technique, Yang Zhao's expression quickly became happy again. Facing the sea of clouds and the rising sun on the side of the cliff, he began to circulate the Sun Breathing Technique.
The Sun Breathing Technique was not so much a cultivation technique as a unique breathing rhythm.
There were 365 unique techniques, each of which was exquisite and strange.
If he walked one round according to this breathing rhythm, he would be able to condense a wisp of pure Yang purple qi in exactly two hours.
The moment the pure Yang purple qi was born.
Yang Zhao felt as if his body had been poured with a mouthful of rain and dew. A small golden sun appeared in his dantian, turning into a sky full of light and fusing into his flesh and bone marrow.
The pure Yang purple qi fused into his body and began to subtly cleanse his tendons and marrow.
It wouldn't take long.
Yang Zhao would be able to transform his physique into a Pure Yang Purity Dao True Body.
At that time, he would be immune to all poisons and diseases, his body would be like a vajra, his energy would be endless, his Dao heart would be clear, his martial senses would be divine, and even every drop of blood and sweat on his body would become a precious medicine.
"How comfortable!"
boo
Just as Yang Zhao digested this pure Yang purple qi, a strange feeling came again.
Yang Zhao only felt a surge of inner energy surging out from his dantian like a vigorous river, quickly turning into Yin and Yang Qi. Like a peerless divine general that could not be stopped by tens of thousands of troops, it broke through the shackles of his meridians and opened up the Ren and Du meridians.
He had broken through to the Postliminary Realm, which he had been stuck at for eighteen years.
The Yin and Yang Qi condensed by the Heaven and Earth Great Shift quickly gathered in his Dantian like a tired bird returning to its nest.
The originally hazy and thin internal energy turned into true energy that seemed to have substance at this moment.
It was only two hours.
Yang Zhao had already completely stepped into the Xiantian realm from the Houtian realm.
At this moment, the blood and bones in Yang Zhao's body shook, his true qi boiled, his spirit burst forth, and even his own luck instantly increased by several thousand points.
A long roar like a dragon's roar shattered the sea of clouds for hundreds of meters.
He was full of pride and expressed his thoughts.
Yang Zhao's mood at this moment could be said to fit a poem of enlightenment.
"I have a pearl that has been locked up by Chen Lao for a long time.”
"Today, the dust is gone, and light shines through the mountains and rivers.”
The thunderous roar lasted for the time it took to brew a cup of tea, causing the sea of clouds to shake.
When Yang Zhao gradually calmed down, the little transparent quality that had been attached to him all this time had completely dissipated.
What replaced it was a gentle temperament that was like the rain washing white jade.
And in this kind of gentle temperament, Yang Zhao's every move had a kind of innate nobility and the momentum of a king that made people look askance.
It is great to live in a place where one's qi is changed and one's body is cultivated.
Yang Zhao was originally a direct descendant of the Sui Dynasty's royal family and was also the young cult master of the Ming Cult.
Even though he rarely interfered with the matters of the imperial court and Ming Cult, no one dared to underestimate him.
Yang Zhao said she was invisible.
In reality, it was just that Yang Zhao didn't usually get involved in karma and rarely showed his face.
In the past eighteen years.
It was fine if Yang Zhao didn't show up, but as long as he did, who wouldn't dare to give him some face?
Even Yang Dingtian, as Yang Zhao's master, had to speak softly and didn't dare to be negligent, let alone the two Ming Cult ambassadors and the four Guardian Kings.
After stabilizing his aura.
Yang Zhao adjusted his state of mind and quickly headed in the direction of Light Summit's Sacred Fire Hall.
According to the information sent by the Five Rogues.
There was probably going to be a huge commotion on the Summit of Light today.
It was just nice.
He could take advantage of this opportunity to completely take over the entire Ming Cult bit by bit.
Yang Guang was not to be underestimated.
Although he could fight a martial grandmaster with his body alone, after Yang Guang stabilized his position in the imperial court, he had to be wary of the power he could use.
The Ming Cult had been passed down for more than 1200 years.
Even though it had experienced multiple collapses, it still had some foundation.
It was enough to block the existences of the Celestial Being Realm under Yang Guang.
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