12dz Chapter 142 Repairing and Refining the Qiankun Cauldron
Chapter 142 Repairing and Refining the Qiankun Cauldron
Chapter 142 Repairing and Refining the Qiankun Cauldron
The chaotic colors within it began to merge with Zhen Yuanzi's own chaotic Daoist aura, and those miniature scenes of heaven and earth also began to resonate with the chaotic phantom evolving within his body.
The Dao patterns representing the mysteries of space, like a gentle stream, began to flow into his limbs and bones, imprinting themselves on the core of his primordial spirit, and weaving into the illusory image of the "Tree of the Great Dao" that symbolized his own Dao fruit, as well as the nascent "chaos within his body".
I don't know how much time has passed.
On this day, the moonlight was as clear as water, bathing the courtyard in its glow.
The three colors of Dao aura around Zhen Yuanzi—yellow, crimson, and chaotic—that were originally distinct yet harmoniously coexisted, suddenly underwent a subtle change.
A brand new silver radiance, carrying the meaning of spatial extension and directional definition, naturally emerged and perfectly intertwined and merged with the other three colors of Daoist charm.
The primordial energy in his palm had vanished, completely transforming into a part of his own Great Dao.
Zhen Yuanzi slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed for countless years.
"Buzz"
The sound did not originate from the eardrums, but rather vibrated directly at the level of spatial laws, gently spreading out from him.
Between the opening and closing of his eyes, they were no longer simply the dark yellow and crimson of before. On that chaotic and empty background, there seemed to be an added layer of profound meaning, as if he could perceive the subtle structure of space and grasp the scale of location.
He didn't use any supernatural powers; he simply moved his mind, and a fallen leaf in front of him seemed to exist in different spatial dimensions at the same time, its trajectory becoming unpredictable and elusive.
This is a natural consequence of a deeper understanding of the principles of space.
"The Way of Heaven and Earth is indeed profound." Zhen Yuanzi felt the changes within himself and gained a deeper understanding. This absorption of the origin of Heaven and Earth had yielded far more benefits than he had expected.
First, his understanding of the Way of Space reached a whole new level.
Although I dare not say that I will immediately surpass Yang Mei, who specializes in this field, I have already entered the inner sanctum and far surpass ordinary Hunyuan Golden Immortals.
Whether it's using escape techniques, setting up spatial restrictions, or interfering with the opponent's spatial perception when facing an enemy, their abilities have undergone a qualitative leap.
In the past, he relied more on force to influence space, but now he has gained a calm and composed demeanor that shows his ability to handle heavy tasks with ease and understand the essence of things.
Secondly, and more importantly, his fundamental Dao—the *Earth Chaos Scripture*—benefited immensely from this.
The way of the earth becomes more stable with the addition of the way of "heaven and earth".
This stability is not a lifeless solidification, but a reinforcement of the internal structure, a stabilization of the "framework".
Just like building a house, a precise spatial structure is needed to support more weight and accommodate more complex changes.
His chaotic evolution thus possesses a more solid "spatial" foundation, enabling its future evolution into the real world...
The potential of even the universe has greatly increased. His Dao has become even more unfathomable.
"The foundation is becoming increasingly solid." Zhen Yuanzi felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the path of transcendence he had been pursuing: embracing all things, being magnanimous, and using all paths to nourish his own.
Once his realm was completely stable and he could use the newly added spatial Dao with ease, Zhen Yuanzi once again flipped his hand and took out the ancient Qiankun Cauldron.
The Qiankun Cauldron floated in front of him, with three legs and two handles. The patterns of the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind on the cauldron were slightly dim.
In particular, the grayish-white fingerprint indentation on the outer side of the cauldron is still clearly visible, like a scar on a beautiful woman's face, telling the story of the severe damage it once suffered. The spiritual light within it has also subsided considerably, as if it has fallen into a deep sleep.
"Although its origin was damaged, the foundation of the innate treasure was not lost, so it is not difficult to repair."
After careful investigation, Zhen Yuanzi had already made up his mind.
The damage to the Qiankun Cauldron's essence was mainly due to his finger strike containing the intent of chaos and destruction, and the forced extraction of its essence by the Qiankun Daoist during his final self-destruction.
However, as a supreme innate treasure, its essence is extremely high, possessing a very strong self-repairing ability, although this process is extremely long.
What Zhen Yuanzi needs to do is accelerate this process and, in the process, completely imprint this treasure with his own mark.
He did not begin refining it immediately. Instead, he used his own chaotic magic power, which had merged with the essence of heaven and earth and was becoming increasingly powerful and pure, to gently nourish the Qiankun Cauldron, like the finest spring rain.
As the magical power flowed, it carried the nourishing power of the earth and the inclusive nature of chaos, permeating every inch of the cauldron's material and smoothing out the minute cracks and disordered Dao rhythms caused by trauma.
This process lasted for quite some time until the dormant spiritual light of the Qiankun Cauldron began to respond faintly, no longer as lifeless as it had been initially. Zhen Yuanzi knew that the time had come.
He held his breath and focused his mind, raising his divine sense to its limit. He combined it with his new understanding of the Dao of Space and the chaotic will of the "Earth Chaos Scripture," transforming it into an invisible and intangible yet all-pervasive trickle that began to penetrate the core of the Qiankun Cauldron.
This time, there were no obstacles.
The Taoist Qiankun is dead, and the mark he left in the cauldron has long since vanished along with his body and soul.
At this moment, the Qiankun Cauldron is like a blank sheet of paper, waiting for its new owner to write upon it.
Zhen Yuanzi's divine sense easily penetrated the layers of innate divine restrictions containing the mysteries of refining, stabilizing, and space, reaching its core primordial space.
Here, it seemed to be a miniature, still-unformed chaos. At the center, a point of spiritual light representing the origin of the Qiankun Cauldron slowly rotated like a nebula. However, this nebula appeared somewhat dim and thin, which was the damaged area.
"In my name, with chaos as my guide, I will reshape the universe!"
Zhen Yuanzi used his divine sense as a brush and his own chaotic Daoist essence, which was a fusion of earth, fire, and space, as ink, to begin sketching his own unique Daoist imprint within this core primordial space.
At the same time, the vast, star-like primordial power within him surged into the Qiankun Cauldron like a burst dam.
These magical powers did not attack brute force, but rather carried a will of "repair" and "nourishment," precisely injecting themselves into the damaged primordial nebula.
Nourished by such pure and homogeneous magical power (both containing chaotic and spatial characteristics), the dim primordial nebula seemed to be blessed with rain after a long drought, and began to brighten and solidify at a visible speed.
Outside the cauldron, the grayish-white finger mark, under the infusion of powerful magic and the cleansing influence of Daoist principles, began to gradually fade and heal.
This is a slow and painstaking process that requires a great deal of magical power and a long time, but Zhen Yuanzi has no shortage of patience.
He sat upright under the Four Symbols Banana Tree, his mind connected with the Qiankun Cauldron, his magical power surging like the Yangtze River, constantly refining and repairing this innate treasure.
It is foreseeable that when the Qiankun Cauldron is completely repaired and fully imprinted with Zhen Yuanzi's mark, it will shine with a brilliance far surpassing its former glory, becoming another powerful ally on his future path.
The cultural heritage of Longevity Hill will thus be elevated to a new level.