Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 302 - 302 291 The Eyes of Immortal Luling1

302: Chapter 291 The Eyes of Immortal Luling_1 302: Chapter 291 The Eyes of Immortal Luling_1 “I don’t know; it was just instinctive reaction.”

Jiang Ding’s face grew even gloomier as he transmitted his voice, “The ‘Great Sun Sword Cultivation thod’ is the core of cores within the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and it’s not as simple as just a Sword Refining thod.

It affects the depths of the Divine Soul, and may even contain unknown legacy mories and habits.”

“This uncontrollable feeling is awful.”

Right then, no longer caring about the gathering, he activated the ‘Electromagnetic Light Wave Stealth Technique,’ completely vanishing from everyone else’s vision and Divine Sense range, continuously self-examining his Divine Soul with his Divine Sense and Sword Intent.

After a long while, he found nothing.

It wasn’t until the gathering dispersed and he flew back to the mining area that he unfolded the blue-gold tree with a canopy of over fifty ters and shade that spanned more than a hundred ters.

Then, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi within ten kiloters was gathered, forming an Azure Great Sun shadow beneath the canopy.

A silver-white large bird perched among the treetops, similarly tempered by the Great Sun Essence and Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi.

Beneath the tree, amidst the molten lava, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, pondering for a long ti without finding an answer.

Two days later, he packed up the blue-gold tree and the Super Airspace Warplane, transford into a grey-blue Escaping Light, and flew towards the classroom, arriving at the clearing of the Chinese language classroom before everyone else to cultivate cross-legged.

The classmates gradually arrived at the classroom, including An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, and others, chatting and laughing as they each took their seats.

“You’ve all returned?”

After waiting for a while, a youth in an earth-yellow robe with a naive appearance also hurried to the classroom.

He looked in surprise at the classroom floor full of students and silently sat down to one side.

Clang!

In the midst of the buzzing sound of sword cries, An Tuzi’s scalp exploded as he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

A pair of eyes vaguely filled with bloodshot veins.

They appeared out of the empty void, followed by a youth in blue clothes.

His gaze was incredibly calm and clear as he nodded towards him, then continued to cultivate with closed eyes.

‘I can’t stay at the Eastern Devil School anymore.’

The thought crossed An Tuzi’s mind.

‘He has finally awakened the instincts of a Dari Swordsman.

For the next few thousand years, he will either die in endless slaughter or rise in the slaughter to beco the new Great Sun Sword Master.’

‘There are no other possibilities.’

He had been contemplating the idea of a master’s degree at the Xiann Sect.

Now, though, he had completely abandoned the thought, as countless ideas erged, plotting how to return to his sect ahead of ti.

It wasn’t that he feared a peer of the sa level.

After all, this wasn’t the sect, and all the high-level cultivators he could see were his teachers.

This extre imbalance filled him with unease.

Dong!

The lodious sound of a bell rang, and a figure that hadn’t been seen in three years appeared on the podium, dressed in a gray-white robe, bearing the appearance of an elegant and portly elder.

“Hello, Teacher Zhang!”

“Greetings to Immortal Dinghai!”

The crowd stood up to salute.

“Hello, students.

It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and everyone has settled down quite a bit.”

Immortal Dinghai swept his spirit senses across the room and smiled, “Today, we will discuss how to advance to the mid-stage and later stages of Foundation Building… Eh?”

Surprise flickered in his eyes.

Without disturbing the other students’ class progress, he created an illusory clone and ca to Jiang Ding’s side.

He placed his hand on his shoulder, furrowed his brow, and fell into deep thought.

“Student Jiang Ding, have you ever fallen into a desire for slaughter that you couldn’t control, and experienced so uncontrollable instincts?”

After a long ti, Immortal Dinghai inquired.

“Teacher, that is the case.”

Jiang Ding relaxed and said,

“Don’t worry too much; it’s not a big deal.”

Immortal Dinghai pondered for a mont and said, “The ‘Great Sun Sword Cultivation thod’ is the core inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

When refining the Life Flying Sword, a part representing the divine soul of killing and warfare is condensed upon it, specially forming the Sword Intent.

It is a part of your Divine Soul, not so external demon’s invasion.”

“Just like how the physiological and reproductive desires of genes can make one lose their rationality, this inherent human instinct for warfare and killing, once continuously strengthened, can beco sowhat imbalanced, affecting a Cultivator’s normal thinking.”

“This kind of instinctual imbalance, in the eyes of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, isn’t an imbalance at all but is cultivated intentionally to continuously hone one’s Sword Intent…

The Cultivation thod isn’t practiced incorrectly, and there’s no such thing as cultivation deviation.”

“It’s just, too correct.”

“To solve this, there are two approaches.”

Immortal Dinghai’s expression beca stiff as he sank into deep calculations.

It took dozens of minutes before his expression beca lively again: “One is to give up the Life Flying Sword, which is not feasible.

The other is,”

“To hone and enhance the Sword Intent through other thods, or… to slay a peer on the sa path…

kid…”

Towards the end, Immortal Dinghai’s voice got softer and softer as he calculated and pondered, then shook his head, “No, that truly won’t do, unless you’re at the Nascent Soul Stage and in urgent need of a breakthrough, there might be so possibility, but not now.”

“A Dari Swordsman needs to comprehend the Sword Intent in slaughter, to control the Sword Intent without being lost in the bloodshed.

The mont when the Sword Intent is fully developed is the ti when the Sword Dao is complete.”

“These are too far away, we need to find an imdiate and temporary solution, right,”

Immortal Dinghai’s eyes lit up as sothing occurred to him: “Go and find Immortal Luling.

See if he is willing to be generous.

If not, I’ll think of another way.”

“Immortal Luling?”

Jiang Ding was startled.

This person was by no ans skilled in the Sword Dao, always advocating for cannons and warships bombardnt, and showed a strong hatred and aversion towards Sword Cultivators.

Of course, such hatred did not extend to the students.

“You’ll understand once you go.”

Immortal Dinghai refused to elaborate, not wanting to owe a favor and make Immortal Luling seem like a delivery man.

Left with no choice, Jiang Ding then shared so problems he encountered during recent Cultivation, feeling that his progress was slowing and expressing his wish to obtain so Elixirs to enhance his Cultivation, seeking Teacher Zhang’s opinion.

“Unless you’re stuck in a bottleneck, or your cultivation speed is so slow that it’s affecting your lifespan and path, it’s best not to do that.”

Immortal Dinghai shook his head.

“Cultivators, feeding on wind and dew, breathing in the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to nourish themselves, already have the best nourishnt with the natural Spiritual Energy.

Most Elixirs contain the poison of magical pellets, only varying in concentration.”

“Taking them excessively affects the purity of Mana, even if subtly, but it can interfere at the ti of breaking through major realms, reducing the success rate.”

“Of course, for those without the Elixirs and unable to breakthrough at the optimal age, taking them is naturally more beneficial than harmful.”

“You are different,”

said Immortal Dinghai.

“Your Cultivation speed is already enough.

Cultivators follow the path of the Long Living species.

Do not vie for aningless titles like ‘Peak of Foundation Building by fifty’ or ‘Golden Core Pride by a hundred.’ They’re useless.”

“The Xiann Sect isn’t facing any life-or-death crisis, nor does it need a little guy at the Foundation Establishnt Stage to rescue it from catastrophe or defeat powerful enemies.

None of that.”

“You only need to cultivate steadily, step by step, reaching one milestone after another.”

“Teacher, understood,”

Jiang Ding accepted the lesson solemnly.

In the following period, normal lessons comnced discussing “Wan Hua Magnetic Elent Scripture” for mid to late stages of Foundation Building and the difficulties of the Golden Pellet Realm Cultivation thods that needed early preparation and understanding, in ticulous detail.

Seven days later, after three days of Cultivation, Jiang Ding flew into the sky with his classmates and explained his intentions to Immortal Luling in detail, relaying what Immortal Dinghai had said.

“What?

You want my eyeballs?!”

Immortal Luling’s expression changed as he exclaid loudly.