Successful Qi Induction, Opening Acupoints! Candle Dragon Immortal Acupoint! [New Book, Seeking Everything]

It was late at night again.

Ye Ping sat alone on the back cliff.

In front of him was a piece of rice paper.

Ye Ping stared at the starry sky, still pondering over 'Qi Induction into Body'.

At this moment, Ye Ping deeply understood just how trash his aptitude was.

He couldn't even do the simplest Qi Induction into Body. What kind of immortal was he going to cultivate?

Actually, Ye Ping couldn't be blamed for this. It was mainly because he had read too many web novels. Basically, all the protagonists of cultivation novels, even if they were trash, could easily achieve Qi Induction into Body.

The sky was as dark as ink.

Staring at the night, a poem involuntarily appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

Fallen leaves sound like rain, moonlight white like frost.

Alone I lie in the deep of night, who will sweep the dust from my bed?

This was a poem by Bai Juyi, which happened to fit the scene.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping picked up the brush next to him and began to paint on the spotless rice paper.

This time, he didn't paint people.

He only painted scenery.

Ye Ping put brush to paper, as if dragons and phoenixes were dancing. He poured all the frustration in his heart into the painting.

On the rice paper, a night scene appeared, profound and incomparable, giving people an indescribable feeling, somewhat depressing.

This was Painting Soul.

Ye Ping had already reached the realm of Painting Soul, hiding everything in his heart in this painting.

If this painting were to be viewed by someone, it would also produce some contemplation and depression.

The works of great masters of painting often condense essence, Qi, and spirit.

If they are happy, they can splash ink into a painting that makes people feel happy.

If they are upset, they can create a dynamic painting that captures the suffering in their hearts.

Ye Ping continued to paint. He painted the night extremely profoundly, as if there was no hope to be seen. All the depression in his heart was in the painting.

Thinking back to these days, he had been pondering every day just for Qi Induction into Body. Not only had he wasted time, but the main thing was that he hadn't figured out the slightest clue after studying it for almost a month. How could he not feel depressed?

Just as Ye Ping was venting all his emotions in the painting.

Suddenly.

A gentle breeze slowly blew over.

The gentle breeze brushed against Ye Ping's face, and the depression and anxiety in his heart suddenly calmed down at this moment.

In an instant, Ye Ping stopped painting and instead raised his head to look at the mountains and rivers.

The world was silent.

Everything was silent.

Man follows the Earth, the Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows the Dao, and the Dao follows nature.

For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

But just at this moment, inexplicably, Ye Ping was stunned.

He stood there in a daze.

After a long time, a smile appeared on Ye Ping's calm face.

"Senior Disciple Brother, I understand."

Ye Ping understood.

He really understood.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Above the sky, it was originally very calm, but at this moment, dark clouds gathered, forming a terrifying vortex.

In the vortex, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Terrifying lightning, like dragons, cut through the long sky for thousands of miles.

In the back cliff of Qingyun Dao Sect.

A strong wind rose.

The rice paper in front of Ye Ping was blown so hard that it rustled. If it weren't for the inkstone holding it down, it would have been gone long ago.

All the dead leaves rolled up, like the end of the world.

In the distance, Xu Luochen stood in his room, hearing the howling wind, and frowned.

And it's just getting worse.

"Crap."

Xu Luochen muttered to himself, then looked into the distance.

"I forgot to bring in Senior Disciple Brother's clothes."

He seemed a little uneasy and quite nervous. After all, Su Changyu's most prized piece of clothing was still hanging outside. If it got blown away, Senior Disciple Brother probably wouldn't spare him.

Qingyun Back Cliff.

Ye Ping had completely grasped the mysteries of 'Qi Induction into Body'.

As they say, man follows the earth, the earth follows heaven, heaven follows the Dao, and the Dao follows nature.

He had been too anxious, constantly trying to force the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth into his body. But on closer thought, it would be better to open his heart and mind, let go of everything, and allow the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth to enter his body automatically.

This was in accordance with the Dao of heaven and earth, in accordance with the Dao of nature.

Ye Ping realized that induction was not about guiding, but about exchange. He should regard the spiritual Qi in heaven and earth as sentient beings, willing to enter his body if they so chose, and not force them if they were unwilling.

Everything depended on their willingness.

And so, Ye Ping opened his heart and mind. He no longer forcibly guided the spiritual Qi inward, but let go of everything, allowing the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth to choose for itself.

In an instant, with Ye Ping at the center, the spiritual Qi within hundreds of miles surged in like a frenzy.

Above the sky, a vortex of spiritual Qi formed, but only cultivators who had cultivated the Qi Gazing Technique could see this sight.

Around Ye Ping, a spiritual Qi storm gathered, like a tornado, sweeping up massive amounts of spiritual Qi.

This spiritual Qi, like a vast ocean, poured into Ye Ping's body.

In an instant, as the rolling spiritual Qi entered his body, Ye Ping didn't waste any time and directly activated the Immortal Acupoints.

Pop!

It was as if a layer of membrane had broken.

In his mind, a star map composed of thirty-six stars bloomed with light, transforming into a phantom of a true dragon.

This true dragon was infinitely large, the universe seeming insignificant before it.

With each breath and exhale, it could destroy the heavens and the earth. Opening its eyes brought daylight, closing them brought darkness, controlling time and space. Its gaze was terrifying; just one look could drive a person mad.

Buzz!

But at this moment, a Primordial Godfiend phantom appeared. This phantom stood tall in Ye Ping's mind, its aura no weaker than Zhu Jiuyin's.

Roar!

A dragon's roar exploded.

At this moment, Ye Ping had an indescribable feeling, as if his soul was about to explode.

But as the voice of the Primordial Godfiend rang out, this feeling instantly vanished.

At the same time, the dragon shadow disappeared, and the Primordial Godfiend phantom also disappeared. The outside world also became quiet, and everything returned to normal.

[Candle Dragon Immortal Acupoint]

As the dragon shadow and the Primordial Godfiend phantom disappeared, a massive amount of information appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

Everyone's body contains Immortal Acupoints.

However, everyone's Immortal Acupoints are different.

Through the information appearing in his mind, Ye Ping understood his Immortal Acupoint, named Candle Dragon Immortal Acupoint.

As he continuously opens Immortal Acupoints, he will gradually receive inheritances.

"Candle Dragon? Zhu Jiuyin?"

After understanding what his Immortal Acupoint was, Ye Ping couldn't help but be shocked and full of doubt.

He didn't know if the Candle Dragon was the Zhu Jiuyin he knew.

If it was Zhu Jiuyin, then that would be terrifying.

Zhu Jiuyin was the most terrifying divine beast in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Even in orthodox Daoist ancient books, Zhu Jiuyin is recorded as the creator of everything in the world.

Mastering time and space, able to return to the past and travel to the future, he knows everything, understands everything, opening his eyes brings daylight, closing them brings darkness, omnipotent, formless and boundless.

"Whether it's Zhu Jiuyin or not doesn't matter. Now that I've opened the Immortal Acupoint, I can start cultivating the Primordial God-Demon Art."

After thinking for a while, Ye Ping didn't continue to dwell on this issue.

Whether the Candle Dragon was Zhu Jiuyin or not didn't matter anymore. It would be good if it was, and he wouldn't be sad if it wasn't.

The thing to do now was to cultivate the Primordial God-Demon Body Refining Art.

But before doing these things.

Ye Ping glanced at the night sky, then added some stars to the Xuan paper in front of him.

Just a simple addition, but the artistic conception changed instantly.

The endless darkness and suffocating aura in the painting, with the addition of a few stars, instantly gave a feeling of parting the clouds to see the blue sky.

Ye Ping understood. The knots in his heart were gone, and naturally, the painting became full of artistic conception.