Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons - Chapter 1169 - Chapter 1169 Chapter 716 Bodhisattva Since when did this

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In this light, the Human Emperor could not be considered reckless and impulsive, he simply had a longer-term vision.

“You should quickly return to the Great Nan Continent. I must stay a while longer, waiting for the Immortal Department to prepare the Golden Pills, and collect the wages from my colleagues before returning.”

Feng Xi cupped her hands, the current situation was urgent, there wasn’t much time for idle chat.

She did not go out of her way to remind him to be careful on his journey.

This young man managed to seize the True Scripture from a crowd of heavenly prides and great Arhats, both in experience and strength, he is far beyond ordinary people. Now he has a Third Grade Demon Slaying Order for protection. If such an existence were to meet trouble within the Divine Dynasty, then perhaps it truly is destined to fall.

“Farewell.”

Shen Yi turned and walked into the long street, weaving through the crowd, and only after leaving the Imperial City did he turn into a stream of light and swiftly leave.

For the moment, he was not worried about trouble occurring in the Great Nan Continent.

After all, the Demon Race just launched an attack, with so many Town Stones guarding, nothing big could happen for the time being.

The Three Immortals Sect suffered heavy losses and were probably busy settling accounts with the Bodhi Sect.

As for that group of monks…

Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes, immersing himself inwardly.

He saw, in the Bodhisattva Fruit Position emitting a faint golden light, at the heart’s position in the amber sphere, a wisp of golden thread suspended there like a scar.

At this moment, this golden thread was silently shimmering.

A scar in the heart is a mental ailment.

With a mental ailment, it must be treated well.

After leaving the Imperial City, Shen Yi did not take the official road, instead, he headed straight into the wild mountains and forests.

He found a flat mountain cliff.

He deftly took out the Pill Furnace, and ten huge pill furnaces thundered to the ground, with a roaring furnace fire rising into the sky.

Thirty-two thousand tribulations of Imperial Qi Golden Pills began to quickly transform.

Elixirs emerged one by one, falling into Shen Yi’s mouth, and in his view, dense yellow mist seemed to envelop the entire world, lingering for a long time.

He skillfully found one wisp of golden thread after another from it.

Occasionally, he would fail, but with the aid of the panel’s Demon Lifespan extrapolation, the fleeting opportunity for other cultivators, for Shen Yi, had quite a margin for error.

Time is unknown in the mountain.

Shen Yi monitored the Great Nan Continent through the garrison while counting the additional golden threads within himself.

As he reached precisely thirty-two strands, he stopped consuming pills without hesitation.

“Phew.”

Shen Yi took a deep breath; it concerned his future, even though he had the Taixu Pill Dao as a backup, he couldn’t help but feel a bit tense.

To speak precisely, he enjoyed the treatment of a direct disciple of a great sect.

After all, not every Arhat could receive the Bodhisattva’s bestowed golden thread.

This strand of golden thread was like a guiding light, subtly illuminating Shen Yi’s path. At least concerning the three-by-three number, Shen Yi only needed to replicate this path.

The densely packed golden threads were drawn by a divine needle, beginning to weave into the Bodhisattva Fruit Position.

First, it completed the sparse golden body, making it appear more solid.

Then, Shen Yi did not continue on the Dragon Tiger’s path; he wanted to imitate the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, he could only glimpse a part of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s divine skills through that wisp of golden thread, unable to replicate it perfectly.

After a slight hesitation, he settled for second best, choosing to outline four arms with the golden thread.

At the same time, Shen Yi swallowed the Immortal Pill again, grasping the final golden thread from the yellow mist, the pouring light essence fully completing the remaining hand.

[Perfection of the Three-by-Three Number]
[Third Grade. Spiritual Power Protection Scripture (fragment): Minor Completion]
At the instant the panel notification emerged, Shen Yi, who seemed fully composed moments before, suddenly found himself drenched in sweat.

To draw on the Heavenly Dao Order Origin and make the threading happen is probably the most meticulous task in the world.

Even though this process was extended countless times by the panel’s extrapolation, it still exhausted all of Shen Yi’s mental energy.

Looking at the five thousand tribulation Imperial Qi Golden Pills left in his hand, he casually glanced down the mountain. Not intending to leave, after a brief rest, he reignited the furnace fire to start alchemy again.

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Measuring the world with one’s feet is the fundamental skill of Walkers.

Before encountering mental tribulations, they relied on step-by-step physical hurdles to perceive the Great Dao, climbing upwards to grasp the Supreme Fruit Position.

The monk in yellow robes, gently fluttering, quietly closed his eyes, following that hint of intentionally concealed aura, treading in cloth shoes, and walked forward with leisure.

Until he gradually veered off the official path.

He stood in front of a mountain forest, slowly opening his eyes.

In an instant, even the black dog at the monk’s feet crouched to the ground, its whole body involuntarily trembling slightly.

“I found you.”

The corners of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva’s lips slowly curled up, clearly showing a smile, but the pair of eyes, deep and devoid of any ripples, made the smile seem somewhat eerie.

He stepped into the mountain forest, not summoning the Lotus Platform, as if afraid to disturb the fool ahead.

Repeating only that sentence.

Until he climbed to the mountain peak, seeing the open flat land ahead.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva pressed both palms together, looking forward, his smile gradually becoming evident: “I finally found you.”

The boundless world beneath his feet was so minute.

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No place in this vast world could be a hiding place for the other.

Remembering their first meeting, this person was humbly pressed onto the ground, displaying utter submission without the slightest hint of resistance, even fooling himself.

And at this moment.

On the flat land stood ten pill furnaces.

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