lting two different cultivation techniques is not a simple matter, even if the two techniques have similar aspects; the effort expended is no small task.
If an ordinary cultivator wanted to fuse techniques, even with exceptional talent, it would still take ten to twenty years to achieve.
With the assistance of the Super Brain Main God, and the wisdom amplification from the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, Zheng Yi still needs to expend a lot of ti and energy. It could never be accomplished overnight, otherwise, it would seem too cheap.
After all, the creation of every immortal cultivation technique, whether it is the Mystic Sect’s True Technique or a side path, is the occasional insight into the wondrous principles of the universe, constructed by the blood and sweat of countless predecessors, and refined over generations.
What Zheng Yi is doing now is not actually creating a cultivation technique, nor is it even a perfect fusion, but rely skirting the edges, using the powerful computational ability of the Super Brain Main God to open up the body’s acupoints, blending the learned body cultivation techniques to construct a new system.
Only in this way can he, during the celestial reincarnation within the Secret Immortal Cave Mansion, harness the power of the Feathered Silkworm to transform everything into his own foundation, perform fetal transformation and shape-shifting, and maximize the perfection of his talent.
Only soone like Zheng Yi, with such a unique environnt, could do this. Even in the past Secret Immortal Sect, the top few elites of each generation who perford the Immortal Ascension Ceremony could never substitute every unit of force as perfectly as he could.
In this regard, the combination of the Incense Fire Dharma Realm and the Super Brain Main God constructed a unique advantage for Zheng Yi.
Even a Nascent Soul Stage ancestor could not do this.
Perhaps because it was the first ti connecting the super brain, using the main god’s supercomputing ability to deduce technique fusion, the entire process caused Zheng Yi to feel a huge drain, whether on the divine soul or on magical power, making him feel as though he was completely emptied.
Exhausted and collapsed on the ground, not wanting to move at all, it was partly due to inexperience that he managed to construct a preliminary model.
But for Zheng Yi himself, stepping forward is a qualitative leap, representing an enhancent in quality.
The overall trend of fusion has ford a specific outline, and as long as he proceeds step by step, he can completely finish and successfully rge the first acupoint. As for the second acupoint, the third acupoint... it’s just a matter of ti; it won’t be more difficult.
A mont later, Zheng Yi slightly recovered so strength, quietly sitting cross-legged, with a white light shimring between his brows, his divine soul constantly brewing and recuperating.
Who knows how long passed, but when his divine soul recovered, Zheng Yi slowly opened his eyes, and even felt that his divine soul power had slightly improved.
Although this increase was very slight, so inconspicuous that it might not be noticed without careful observation, the extre pressure did manage to extract potential from the Sea of Consciousness, which was indeed a beneficial supplent.
Once his divine soul power fully recovered, Zheng Yi temporarily left Tai Mountain Ghost City.
The Incense Fire Dharma Realm is like a huge sphere, expanding outward from the center connecting Fengdu City and Tai Mountain Ghost City, half in the material world and half in the projection world.
The so-called imaginary space spans dinsions, connecting the realms of life and death, becoming a dwelling place for countless non-human entities.
After briefly restoring his divine soul power, Zheng Yi is temporarily resting, not planning to continue deducing forcefully; otherwise, it would be counterproductive to deplete his spiritual potential too much.
He returned to the material realm, arriving at the eighth basent level of the Soul Hall Mansion, a forbidden area of the Soul Hall and an exceptionally quiet retreat space.
Zheng Yi waved his hand, and the Ghost Nurturing Gourd appeared before him, spewing forth nurous dense black mists that almost completely obscured the area in front.
With a gust of sinister wind, all the black mist was instantly dispersed, revealing tall and robust figures within, the previously fused Five Yin Hide Horses.
Rows upon rows neatly stood there, extrely tall, with knotted muscles and tattoos of green ghost tattoos on their bodies, lined up like a cavalcade of terracotta warrior cavalry in a burial pit, exuding an indescribable majesty at a glance.
Yet these tall horses shrouded in black mist, with blood-red eyes and hooves emitting pitch-black flas, give off an extrely eerie and dangerous feeling.
These Five Yin Hide Horses, refined using the Living Puppet Technique of the Creation Technique, are just initial products with ample room for upgrades and growth, thanks to the materials from the Flesh Factory; they are robustly fattened, with the most crucial aspect being the ’living’ attribute.
Last ti, they were rushed to completion, but not yet fully accomplished; now they must be nurtured with the path of the living puppet of the Creation Technique, else, even with Spiritual Awakening and Spirit Transformation via ghost tattoos, these Five Yin Human-Skinned Horses still appear with dull and lifeless eyes, lacking any sense of spirituality.
Just in ti, he used this mont to perform the secret technique ’Creation Technique’, the fundantal technique passed down by the Five Yin True Monarch, thereby bringing the Five Yin Hide Horses to life as true living puppets.
This creation secret technique, devised by the Five Yin True Monarch, slowly operated in its unique operational mode. Although unfamiliar at first, as he had already conducted thorough deductions with the Super Brain Main God in the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, after several cycles of breath, Zheng Yi felt fully confident.
He swiftly pinched fingers to activate the secret technique, and at once, a cluster of white light began forming slowly at the tip of his fingers.
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