The Painting Demon

"It's exploded! My Taiyi Palace has exploded!"

With Nezha carrying her on his back, Jinxia Yuanjun hurriedly resolved the formation problem of Taiyi Palace.

Perhaps Nezha didn't insert the Azure Dragon Pillar properly, or perhaps the repeated insertions were too forceful, or perhaps some other effect was triggered. In any case, the grand formation set up by his master was mostly destroyed.

As she watched countless wisps of purple purple qi rise, Jinxia Yuanjun felt a sharp pain in her liver.

"The spirit jades that were used to operate the formation are all gone," Jinxia Yuanjun said dejectedly.

"Junior brother, Spiritual Qi is coming! Quickly take a couple of breaths with me!"

Nezha, on the other hand, is much more carefree.

He was even quite pleased to see the Spiritual Qi rising in the Taiyi Palace.

This is a rare and magnificent display of Spiritual Qi, far surpassing the slow absorption of Spiritual Qi in blessed lands and grottoes.

Countless wisps of purple purple qi, like the sun-baked surface of a lake, triggered waves of rising Spiritual Qi, prompting many knowledgeable individuals to practice their breathing exercises.

Whether Jinxia Yuanjun is truly saddened or not is another matter; the important thing is that everyone is very happy.

Yao Yuanguang, who was patiently waiting for his reward outside Taiyi Palace, took a deep breath.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly made several finger movements before continuing his breathing exercises.

The reason why blessed lands are different is because of the Spiritual Qi they possess. This Spiritual Qi nourishes the body year after year and also prolongs life.

This profound Spiritual Qi energy was something Yao Yuanguang had never witnessed before in his life.

He even felt that the benefits of a single breath were so great that it could extend one's lifespan by a day.

If he takes enough breaths, he is essentially consuming a top-grade elixir for prolonging life.

As Yao Yuanguang greedily absorbed the Spiritual Qi that suddenly swept through the entire Eastern Heavenly Gate Secret Realm, he was also well aware that some people with burning passion had arrived in this place.

These people may live far apart and never meet, but once they do, sparks will inevitably fly.

Whether this spark is good or bad, no one knows the answer.

At present, this is clearly a great benefit for Yao Yuanguang.

His gaze swept over the boy riding on a fiery wheel in mid-air, and then over the Golden Cloud Primordial Lord who was shouting, "Heavens! Send down a bolt of lightning to kill me!" His gaze then turned towards the Taiyi Palace.

As a member of the physiognomy school, he had indeed just sensed a trace of its techniques.

" With the Acupoint-Fixing Technique and the powerful control formation used simultaneously, who else would we target if not you? Do you really think we cultivators of the Xiang Sect are all useless!"

He was inwardly complaining, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why Zhang Xuezhou's Acupoint-Fixing Technique was released so precisely, just in time for the moment of formation conflict.

This Technique Method undoubtedly caused immense damage and impact, far surpassing the effect of some brute force warriors.

This is also what people in the field of physiognomy are most proud of: giving a push at just the right moment to bring out a wonderful effect beyond the ordinary.

At least that's what Yao Yuanguang thinks.

He opened his arms wide, ignoring Jinxia Yuanjun's cries of pain, and became completely absorbed in the continuous breathing exercises.

Yao Yuanguang was just an ordinary member of the spiritual Spiritual Qi practitioners in the Eastern Heavenly Gate Secret Realm.

In this secret realm, not only humans, demons, and Demon Beast, but even plants and trees absorb Spiritual Qi, becoming lush and green, and some even grow.

"That feels so good!"

In the main hall of Taiyi Palace, the immortal figure in the ancient painting had its eyes rolling and its mouth open, with wisps of Spiritual Qi constantly flowing into the scroll.

When the Spiritual Qi became abundant, the scroll painting gained an additional layer of shimmering light, causing the immortal figures within to begin to float freely.

A short while later, the immortal lunged forward and emerged from the scroll.

His body was flat, but after taking several breaths of Spiritual Qi, his entire body began to expand rapidly, becoming almost like True Person.

"Excellent! It's definitely more comfortable being human!"

The immortal spoke in a low voice, his eyes darting back and forth, completely ruining his ethereal immortal image.

"I remember leaving a body there before; I don't know if it can be crawled back in!"

He took a deep breath, his body floated up, and then he headed towards the place he remembered.

"Cousin, I don't know why, but I feel like I'm bleeding so much!"

From fear to pain, then to dizziness, and then a surge of excitement, Rong Tianding didn't know what was wrong with him; he actually felt excited.

"Is this some kind of final burst of energy before I die, making me unusually active?" Rong Tianding cried out. "I didn't want this to happen, but I just couldn't help it. Look at my blood, it's gushing out so happily!"

"Cousin, don't be afraid, this is just a temporary effect caused by the surge of Spiritual Qi!"

With the effects of the curse fading and the pain from the backlash of the Acupoint-Fixing Technique greatly reduced, Zhang Xuezhou felt an overwhelming sense of comfort throughout his body.

No amount of arduous training can compare to being nourished by Spiritual Qi. Zhang Xuezhou told Rong Tianding to take a few more breaths whenever he had the chance, and it would be even better if he could circulate his cultivation technique.

After the backlash subsided, he couldn't help but take deep breaths.

To Zhang Xuezhou's slight surprise, he actually promoted cultivation.

With his Yang Soul Body operating at full capacity, his physical cultivation finally made progress.

"Is the difficulty of simultaneous cultivation really that great?"

Only in a place where Spiritual Qi rises can Zhang Xuezhou have the ability to simultaneously cultivate his Yang Soul Dharma Body and physical body. This cultivation requirement is so demanding that Zhang Xuezhou has no interest in it.

The time for Spiritual Qi to rise is obviously limited; even if he seizes every second to cultivate, he won't go very far.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but concentrate on sensing his physical body and Yang Soul Dharma Body, trying to compare the connection and difference between the two, and also to understand the state of his body.

He even began to seek to advance the fifth chapter of the Mental Strengthening Chapter, to see if there was any chance to expel the Yang Soul Body from his body and thus regain physical normalcy.

"You two experimental subjects are quite peculiar. One keeps releasing dragon blood, and the other has a hidden body within him. It's a pity I met you three hundred years too late, otherwise I would have done some research!"

A slightly familiar voice came from above. Zhang Xuezhou raised his eyelids and saw the painting demon he had seen in the main hall of Taiyi Palace floating above his head.

The other person's body was like an inflated humanoid kite, swaying from time to time, and leaping forward as if swimming.

"Senior, you flew so skillfully! You're undoubtedly the best flyer I've ever seen in my life," Zhang Xuezhou quickly praised before asking, "Do you know how to get rid of this body inside me?"

Remembering that this painting demon liked to receive praise, Zhang Xuezhou offered a clumsy compliment, and then quickly inquired about the other party's identity.

Having noticed his physical problems, Zhang Xuezhou hoped the other party could offer some guidance, which would enrich his solution as much as possible.

"Your body was shaped and forcibly inserted by someone else using your soul; it's difficult to remove, and removing it would kill you," the painting demon replied. "People nowadays are even bolder than I was back then. I only dared to use Nezha's three souls and seven spirits to shape him inside the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus, but he dares to directly insert it into a mortal body like this!"

"What should I do if I don't get rid of it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked. "I really want to get my body back to normal!"

"There's no way to get rid of it anyway. That thing is tied to your three souls and seven spirits. If you try to get rid of it, you'll die," the demon said. "Even if you could find a way to escape this body, you can't control your physical body, so you'll still have to return to your physical body to survive!"

"But others..."

"This body of yours was created by someone else using your three souls and seven spirits; it wasn't formed of your own volition. You could naturally control your own body, but you can't. You can only reverse this if your cultivation surpasses that of the one who created it!"

The demon's answer sent a chill down Zhang Xuezhou's spine.

He currently pins almost all his hopes on Chapter 5 of the Mental Strengthening Chapter. If he can meet the conditions, he may be able to perform an out-of-body experience, thereby allowing his Yang Soul Body to escape from his body.

However, even if the demon were to escape from his body, he would still find it difficult to control his movements normally, relying solely on the power of the painting.

It is clearly impossible for him to possess cultivation levels surpassing that of the Venerable One.

Just as Zhang Xuezhou felt a sense of unease, he heard the painting demon utter a sound of extreme dissatisfaction as it looked at the shriveled corpse. However, after flying around once, it happily burrowed into the large urn containing Rong Tianding's blood.