Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

[Detailed Information: Repairing Immortal Patterns requires the cultivation of a supreme Immortal King. With your current ability, it is impossible to accomplish. Within the Immortal Pattern, there is a flow of heavenly might, sealing a powerful unknown intent.]

Sealing?

Chu Zheng's face revealed deep contemplation. This seal seemed to exist in order to suppress something. Given that a supreme Immortal King had taken action, the entity being suppressed within this secret realm was definitely not trivial.

Under the scorching of Divine Fire, layers of Immortal Patterns gradually emerged, quickly revealing the blurred outline of a portal nearly a thousand feet tall.

"Is this the main entrance to the secret realm?"

Gazing at the portal before him, Chu Zheng's expression became slightly dumbfounded. The aura emanating from the portal was so terrifying it felt suffocating; he didn't believe he could push open this massive door.

"Look there."

Geng Yiyang pointed to an inconspicuous crack at the base of the portal and said in a calm voice, "That is the actual entrance."

The crack, no wider than three feet, would require one to crawl through to enter. Insignificant in comparison to the vast portal, even Chu Zheng, who possessed a Spiritual Eye, could easily overlook it if he wasn't careful.

After coming to his senses, Chu Zheng felt the situation was rather absurd. Such a narrow entrance—how had Shang Cangyun discovered this place all those years ago?

If it were purely by luck, that would be rather exaggerated.

Favored by heavenly fate...

Chu Zheng's brows knitted slightly. Only now did he have a clear understanding of these words. This sort of fortune couldn't just be described as good luck.

The proportion of heavenly fate Shang Cangyun had occupied back then must have been an astoundingly high number.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Zheng cleared the stray thoughts from his mind and walked slowly toward the entrance of the secret realm, his eyes involuntarily brimming with expectations.

In the period he was secluded and making a breakthrough in the Soul Condensing Realm, he had already completely repaired the Great Circulatory Qi Guideline. Now, the daily repair attempts were being used to mend fragments of magic treasures, with no idea where they should be applied.

He only hoped that in this Cangyun Secret Realm, he could obtain a high-grade cultivation technique from the Taoist School, to glimpse the path beyond becoming an Immortal.

"Take this with you."

Geng Yiyang casually tossed a fiery red jade pendant, instructing:

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"This jade pendant serves as a locator. After three months, the secret realm will expel you, and I will come to bring you back as soon as possible."

The seal of the secret realm had no recognition ability; naturally, it would not send people out from the entrance. By then, Chu Zheng would be cast into some place within the Cangyun Realm.

"Thank you, Holy Master. I've noted it."

Chu Zheng stored the jade pendant and, after a few breaths, arrived in front of the crack. Bending down, he slowly crawled through the gap.

The sea of fiery light gradually dissipated, and soon the void returned to normal.

Geng Yiyang withdrew his hand and was about to leave when several streaks of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the light dispersed, revealing several figures, led by an old man in a black robe, followed by six young cultivators, two males and four females, whose cultivation ranged from the mid-stage to perfection of the Soul Condensing Realm.

"I wondered who had activated the seal; it turns out to be you."

The black-robed old man spoke indifferently, his expression tranquil, revealing neither joy nor anger:

"True Lord Yi Yang, it has been a long time."

"Qiu Long."

Geng Yiyang's forehead vein subtly swelled, a flash of shocked killing intent passing through his eyes, though his expression held little surprise.

The proximity to the Tai Xu Holy Land made it normal for Qiu Long, who cultivated creation and transformation, to have sensed the disturbance.

It was somewhat uncontrollable for him to recall an old acquaintance recently, and now to have the Holy Master of the Tai Xu Holy Land appear before him was inevitably stirring his emotions.

Qiu Long glanced behind Geng Yiyang and a trace of understanding flickered in his eyes.

Geng Yiyang's appearance here at this time could only mean he had sent Chu Zheng, who had just made a breakthrough, into the secret realm—there was no second possibility.

At this thought, he immediately raised his hand, and the sea beneath him surged with rage, as if he were holding a sheet of fabric, giving it a light flick, creating a thousand miles of wild waves that splashed into the void.

In the blink of an eye, the portal reappeared.

Qiu Long glanced at the several true disciples behind him and transmitted a message secretly:

"After entering the secret realm, avoid Chu Zheng as much as possible and try not to engage with him. If you discover his whereabouts and there's an opportunity to be had, then decide what to do based on the situation."

With Chu Zheng's combat strength which can't be judged by common sense, these disciples simply had no chance against him; it was already not easy for them to protect themselves.

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...

The moment Chu Zheng entered the crevice, he felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to discern any direction. The spiritual energy formed clusters that stuck to his body, involuntarily making him feel somewhat unwell.

About half an hour later, the spiritual energy around him instantly gathered, and a tremendous squeezing force pushed him towards an unknown place.

After approximately half an hour had passed, Chu Zheng felt his footing give way beneath him, and a surge of majestic spiritual energy rushed from all around, causing his muscles and bones to tremble violently, with waves rippling through his Dantian.

After crossing the seal, some things in heaven and earth had changed—not just the concentration of spiritual energy, but the void all around seemed to have gained weight, lightly pressing on his shoulders.

At the same time, a sudden change transmitted from the panel caught Chu Zheng's eye, and his expression flashed with a hint of surprise.

[Name: Chu Zheng]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining: Initial Stage of Dao Embryo Realm, Immortal Path: Early Soul Condensing Realm]

[Root Bone: Yin Yang Immortal Bone (Superior Quality), Five Elements Spiritual Body]

[Cultivation Techniques: Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture (Eighth Order), Great Void Scripture (Eighth Order/Incomplete), Creation and Transformation Yanshen Scripture (Ninth Order/Incomplete), Vast Earth Nourishing Spirit Scripture (Ninth Order/Incomplete), Divine Yuan Transcendence Sutra (Eighth Order/Incomplete), Glazed Glass Scripture (Seventh Order/Incomplete), Great Circulatory Qi Guideline (Sixth Order)...]

[Divine Skills: Tai Yuan Dragon Sword Dance (Eighth Order), Five Thunder Righteous Law (Sixth Order), Slaughter Blood Descending Dragon Technique (Sixth Order), Xuan Tian Seal Third Form (Fifth Order), Space Condensing Art (Sixth Order), Riding the Clouds and Driving the Mist (Third Order), Heavenly Divination Technique (Third Order), Object Control (Third Order), Transmute Stone to Gold (Third Order), Invisibility Technique (Third Order)...]

[Talent: Spiritual Eye (Third Order)]

[Repair Master: Fourth Order (470/2000)]

[Remaining repairs for the day: 20]

[Currently can repair: ...]

Every repair count had skyrocketed to twenty times.

Regaining his composure, realization dawned in Chu Zheng's eyes, just as he had previously conjectured.

The number of repairs refreshed daily had little to do with his level as a Repair Master or even with his cultivation realm. It was related to the environment of heaven and earth.

If nothing unexpected happened, his experience as a Fourth Order Repair Master would be able to be filled up directly after spending three months in the Cangyun Secret Realm.

Steadying his mind, Chu Zheng closed the panel and looked around. Not far away, an ancient temple worn by the elements caught his sight.

With a slight movement of the Yuan Qi inside his body, Chu Zheng was about to step forward when suddenly his expression changed, and he looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, there was no sun or moon to be seen, only a blood-red twilight with clear Immortal Patterns branded above.

Red clouds dotted the sky, dying the firmament, like a vast ocean of burning crimson flames hanging inverted at the horizon.

In the moment when his Yuan Qi fluctuated, Chu Zheng finally noticed the biggest anomaly in the heaven and earth before him.

Within this realm, the speed of his Yuan Qi circulation had slowed down, or in other words, his share of Heavenly Fate in the Cangyun Secret Realm had decreased.

The sky above was not the same as the one over the present Cangyun Realm!

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his heart trembling with the realization that with a mere gesture, the peerless Immortal King from ancient times had severed the Heavenly Dao and carved out a realm within a realm.

After a long while, Chu Zheng calmed his spirit and slowly walked toward the dilapidated temple not far away.

The walls around the temple were covered with vines, and the walls themselves were mottled, the layers of debris peeling away to reveal the green bricks inside. The roof was empty, with not a single tile remaining, leaving only the bare wooden beams crisscrossing each other.

On the stone steps in front of the temple, only a few broken remnants remained, most of which were hidden amid the grass nearly up to one's waist.

The temple gate was half-open, its surface overgrown with nameless wild grass. As Chu Zheng slowly approached the gate, he immediately saw the half-destroyed statue seated high on the stone platform inside the temple.