That night was far too lively.
From beyond the Azure Firmament above to the eighteen levels of Fengdu below, everyone, whether Dao Lords and Great Powers or lowly Qi Refining Lower Cultivators, was busy without pause.
Blazing Divine Sense, like wind-whipped fire, burrowed through his fontanelle and returned to the Origin Gate. The Dao-robed youth in the ancestral hall opened his eyes and leisurely chanted:
"Heaven and earth are the furnace, creation the craftsman; Yin and Yang are the charcoal, all things the copper..."
Although he remained at the seventh level of Qi Refining, the Wind-and-Fire Meditation Cushion had reopened his meridians and refined his foundations, greatly strengthening and consolidating his cultivation.
A few lines of verse were just the thing to celebrate!
Just then, the faint dawn light on the horizon gradually brightened, and the sun's golden radiance shone straight into his eyes.
His Origin Gate stirred slightly. As though inspiration had blessed his mind, he caught that subtle mystery out of thin air and drew in strands of rich purple.
Pure, abundant Spirit Chance descended like heavenly light, condensing inch by inch and shining down into his forehead.
A pleasant warmth spread instantly, flowing throughout his body.
After he circulated his cultivation through several Greater Celestial Circuits, the Purple Yang Qi turned into streams of spiritual liquid and sank into his Inner Manor.
"Bing Fire Purple Yang Qi..."
Jiang Yi paused, rather surprised. He had not expected a gain immediately after leaving [Fengdu].
According to the General Outline of Qi Refining of Refining the Ancestral Origin, this "Purple Yang Qi" was Spirit Chance of the very finest quality.
Its gathering and refinement conditions were extremely stringent. One had to wait until the second quarter of the hour of the Rabbit, choose a lofty mountain or great river blessed