Self-Created Dao Art

Ning Qi's heart sank.

Also pay attention to the Formation on the training platform.

Try to align your Divine Soul with the Dao Resonance embodied in the ripples of the water.

Just like water droplets merging into a stream, they blend together.

"If Water Three Thousand, I drift with the current..."

Ning Qi murmured softly.

Instead of resisting the pressure of the Formation, it actively followed the spatial pressure.

Like flowing water, it permeates one's limbs and bones.

This process is painful, as it puts stress on every cell in his body.

The immense pressure crushed and shattered every cell in his body.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and even his skin and flesh were beginning to peel off layer by layer.

"Cough."

He coughed incessantly.

The vomit contained blood and bits of flesh.

"Hmph, I won't lose."

Ning Qi gritted his teeth and continued to let the pressure seep into his body.

And so, time passed by, second by second.

More than an hour later.

Something amazing happened.

The moment Ning Qi's Divine Soul merged with the water ripples, the previous immense force suddenly softened.

No more tormenting his body.

Instead, it rhythmically kneaded his flesh and bones.

It's like sculpting a clay figure.

"Um?"

Ning Qi first let out a soft exclamation, then murmured, "The pressure of this Formation has such a wonderful use!"

He could clearly feel his own flesh and blood being repeatedly kneaded.

It's like undergoing a bone-cleansing and marrow-washing process.

The body, which had been groaning in pain, has begun to regain its activity.

It was as if the potential dormant within him was being awakened.

The same is true for the meridians in his body, after being compressed to the extreme.

First it was crushed inch by inch, then it was mixed back together.

The excruciating pain made Ning Qi grit his teeth and endure the ordeal.

Sweat and blood mingled together all over his body.

There are also some sticky impurities that are kneaded out of the human body.

These began to congeal on his skin, but were washed away by the next flow of blood.

In an instant, the place where he sat on the martial arts stage was covered with viscous blood and filth.

"Now!"

Ning Qi shouted.

He suddenly activated the "If Water Three Thousand" technique.

It guides the compressed Qi and Blood and blood to impact the meridians and flesh ravaged by pressure.

"Boom!"

Under the counterattack of Qi and Blood.

His whole body suddenly became swollen.

Not enough, and then instantly relaxed.

At this moment, his flesh and blood became fuller, and his meridians were also widened.

Several times more.

At this moment, his meridians and flesh were full of elasticity.

This process brought him an unprecedented sense of comfort.

"Call!"

Ning Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Buzz!"

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment.

The spatial pressure of the Formation swept over us once again.

A new round of compression has begun.

"Continue!"

"Bring it on."

Ning Qi was not afraid at all.

Having experienced it once, what's wrong with doing it again?

And so it went, back and forth.

Suppress, relax.

Suppress again, then relax again.

The cycle repeats itself.

Each cycle was a rebirth for him.

Ning Qi's meridians have begun to enjoy this process.

He could clearly feel that his physique had become stronger.

Even their Divine Soul have become stronger.

Furthermore, his Sea of Consciousness and Dantian were reshaped.

The Immortal-Demon Power within also began to be tempered.

Time slips away quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, he completed one full cycle of the Greater Celestial Circuit Cycle.

Ning Qi opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, like a star.

He observed his own body.

"This!"

Ning Qi was taken aback.

He discovered that after the meridians recovered, their size appeared unchanged.

However, their toughness and strength are worlds apart.

Each meridian has become more resilient.

With the slightest exertion, the Qi and Blood within the body surge forth, like a wild horse unleashed.

As he forcefully channeled the Immortal-Demon Power, his meridians and Dantian instantly expanded.

Even the cells in the body began to be infused with this power.

A surge of power is being channeled through every cell, and this is just the beginning.

He could clearly sense that at this moment, every drop of his blood seemed to have its own consciousness.

They embody the Dao Resonance of "If Water Three Thousand".

There was a refraction effect between them.

The same wave of the hand, if circulated with the power of the If Water Three Thousand, can be continuously refracted and amplified.

The power unleashed is several times, or even ten times, greater than before.

"Every drop of blood reflects and interacts with each other, mutually reinforcing and supporting one another!"

Ning Qi exclaimed in surprise, muttering, "In that case, wouldn't my power be amplified infinitely?"

He clenched his right fist.

The Qi and Blood in my body were completely boiling.

The hidden power suddenly erupted.

Every drop reflects the Dao Resonance, mutually enhancing each other.

"Then let's give it a try."

Ning Qi threw a punch at the ground not far away.

"Bang."

"Click..."

The sound of the Chaos Stone shattering rang out.

Ning Qi withdrew his fist, overjoyed.

A fist imprint appeared on the martial arts stage.

The indestructible Chaos Stone was dented five or six inches deep.

Chaos Stone is the hardest stone in the world.

Now, relying on physical strength, he punched out a dented fist mark.

"This power..."

Ning Qi looked at his iron fist and laughed loudly, "One Greater Celestial Circuit, and I've improved so much!"

What will happen in the future?

After a moment's thought, Ning Qi resumed his Cultivation Method.

This time, he did not use the If Water Three Thousand again.

Instead, he used a regular punch to strike the training platform.

"Bang."

The training platform only emitted a muffled thud after that punch.

Upon further inspection, the training ground was found to be completely intact.

Not even a fist mark was left.

The difference is huge.

Ning Qi showed a satisfied expression.

If you fight an enemy, then using your Cultivation Method to fight them will definitely catch them off guard.

Haoshan? If I were to fight him now...

It won't be so hard anymore.

Thinking about this, Ning Qi's curiosity was piqued.

However, he suppressed these thoughts.

Wei Xian is a third-rank True Immortal, and I had a hard time fighting him before.

If we make a move now, we can absolutely crush him.

Ning Qi thought to himself, and then sat cross-legged again.

I will continue to train my physique.

Over and over again.

They only stopped when they were completely exhausted.

The night finally began to quiet down.

When he regained consciousness, it was already broad daylight.

Waking from his drowsy state, Ning Qi stood up and stretched.

Looking at the filth on the ground and his disheveled appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Go."

He roared, unleashing a burst of energy.

A series of Gale instantly rippled around him.

The Gale swept through, shattering and obliterating all the filth around it.

Completely dissipated.

Even the parts on their bodies were completely cleaned.

That wasn't enough. Ning Qi leaped into the air and looked at the distant mountain stream.

He leaped away.

It fell into the stream in the mountain ravine.

I took a cold shower, then took out a brand new set of clothes from my Storage Bag.

After everything was settled, Ning Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, his posture became even more upright.

His muscles swayed like dragons across his body.

An even more chilling aura erupted from his entire body, sending shivers down one's spine.

Even his face has become more resolute.

With his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a glint of light flashed in his eyes whenever he glanced ahead.

"Call!"

Ning Qi let out a long sigh of relief, exhaling a breath of stale air.

He flew directly to the square from yesterday.

There were already some people there.

The Holy Ancestor, the Sea Ancestor, and Wei Xian were among them.

"Lord of the Realm."

Haizu saw him return and came to greet him.

"Kid, you..."

Looking at Ning Qi, the Holy Ancestor couldn't help but show a look of doubt.

Has anything changed?

Ning Qi spread his arms and spun around in front of the group. "This is all thanks to the effects of cultivating with If Water Three Thousand last night."

"No way? This... is that amazing?"

Lin Chen stared wide-eyed at Ning Qi.

"Want to give it a try? I'll use only 20% of my strength."

Ning Qi smiled, already somewhat eager to try.

"Oh? I'm True Immortal too. If you use only twenty percent of your power, you'll lose miserably."

Lin Chen became interested immediately upon hearing his words.

Clearly, they found Ning Qi's arrogance laughable.

Both were experts with the strength of True Immortal, but one used his full power while the other only symbolically used 20% of his strength.

Is there even a need to compare who wins and who loses?

The Holy Ancestor looked at Ning Qi, then at Lin Chen: "Since he wants to try, you should spar with him."

"Good!"

Lin Chen agreed, and Chen Shuai said, "You'll regret it!"

"Then come on."

Ning Qi smiled confidently.

The two then walked together toward the martial arts arena outside the square.

This arena is made of fine stone and is used for friendly sparring.

The Holy Ancestor and the others followed and stood at the edge of the arena.

Waiting to see the show.

"Please!"

Lin Chen stepped onto the arena and bowed to Ning Qi.

Ning Qi flashed onto the arena.

"I am coming!"

After Lin Chen uttered a sound, he condensed the Immortal Power within his body and released it.

Then it all converged on his fists.

"Go."

In an instant, a dazzling surge of immortal Immortal Power erupted from his fists.

A fierce gust of wind from a punch came whistling through the air.

This punch distorted even the void itself.

Ordinary True Immortal cultivators must defend with all their might, otherwise they will definitely be injured.

"I had a hard time even throwing that punch from Lin Chen."

The child looked ahead and frowned.

Wei Xian watched with great interest, wanting to see the difference in their strength.

What happened next left everyone speechless.

Facing the oncoming iron fist.

Ning Qi neither dodged nor avoided.

He raised his fist and threw a punch.

Meeting Lin Chen's fist head-on, they collided calmly with his punch.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, instantly unleashing a suffocating whoosh.

Ning Qi did not back down in the slightest.

Lin Chen was forced back by the shockwave.

The fierce punches came to an abrupt halt.

"Click!"

Lin Chen's Immortal Power shattered, transforming into countless stars that danced across the arena.

Her complexion instantly became somewhat sallow.

The power contained in Ning Qi's punch made him feel powerless.

"This..."

"..."

The people below the stage were all taken aback.

The Holy Ancestor's expression had already subsided, revealing a look of shock. "This kid's physical strength is terrifying?"

"If he uses his Immortal Power... Lin Chen will probably get injured, right?"

"Is the difference in strength really that big?"

"The Chaos Stone combined with the If Water Three Thousand... could actually forge such a powerful physical body?"

Hai Zu also looked surprised.

Ning Qi stood there, looking at the shocked Lin Chen: "You only used about 20% of your strength just now, are you alright?"

"You!"

Lin Chen gritted his teeth, a cold glint in his eyes. "Again!"

Then he circulated his Immortal Power again.

This time they're serious.

His entire body surged with Immortal Power, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding void.

Then, like a ferocious beast descending from the mountain, it charged towards Ning Qi.

This strike carried the force of wind and thunder.

Lightning still flickered in the void.

Despite Lin Chen's attack, Ning Qi remained as calm and collected as ever.

He just stood there casually.

Just as Lin Chen's fists, carrying fierce Immortal Power, attacked, he slowly raised his hand.

I tapped his attack.

It only used one Finger.

"Laugh!"

His fingertips and the force of his punch collided.

It only produced a soft sound.

Lin Chen was sent flying by a single finger strike.

"Puff!"

Lin Chen could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Qi stood with his hands behind his back, his face always showing a relaxed expression.

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and drew his long sword from his waist.

It exudes a chilling aura.

"Enough!"

Just as Lin Chen was about to draw his sword, Wei Xian stopped Exit, saying, "The battle is over; there's no need to fight any longer."

"I lost."

Lin Chen then regained his composure.

Lin Chen cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Ning Qi: "Lord of the Realm, I admire you!"

Hai Zu and Sheng Zu also stepped onto the arena.

Hai Zu looked Ning Qi up and down and couldn't help but ask, "Ning Qi, what's going on with you?"

"His physical strength increased so much overnight?"

The Holy Ancestor also looked at Ning Qi, equally curious.

Ning Qi didn't hide anything and told everyone what happened last night, "All of this is thanks to the Chaos Stone and If Water Three Thousand."

Next, Ning Qi told everyone about his experience from the previous night.

Everyone was stunned.

"Isn't this just reshaping the physical body?"

Lin Chen murmured, "Just enduring this kind of blow is something most people couldn't bear."

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I admire you."

"The Chaos Stone has such effects? It can even temper the physical body and cultivation."

The Holy Son exclaimed in admiration, "You lad, your luck is truly heaven-defying!"

"No wonder there are Formation Restriction protecting this backyard."

"If someone else gets this fortuitous opportunity, they'll probably improve just as well."

Wei Xian followed, praising him repeatedly.

"It was also a stroke of luck, but this matter is also thanks to Fellow Daoist Wei."

"Therefore, everything in If Water Three Thousand and the martial arts arena belongs to you."

Ning Qi smiled and then waved his hand.

He took out a secret manual from his Storage Bag.

This manual looks brand new.

"This is?"

The Holy Ancestor immediately became interested upon seeing this secret manual.

It clearly says "If Water Three Thousand" above.

That goes without saying.

These are some of the insights I've gained.

"I also wrote all of this down while I was practicing last night."

"So that I won't forget it later."

"I can keep it and repair it anytime; after all, I just discovered it."

"I will inevitably have new insights in the future, and I will record them along with them."

Ning Qi made no attempt to hide his thoughts and explained them clearly.

"Um... then could I take a look at this?"

Amidst everyone's curiosity, Lin Chen suddenly walked over and asked.

He was the first to sense the change in Ning Qi's strength, so naturally he was very interested in it.