Chapter 634 - 323: Heaven-Repairing Dao, Life and Death Reincarnation
After successfully refining the two major Death Demon Soldiers, Abi and Yuan Tu, Zheng Yi didn’t rush to leave the Incense Fire Dharma Realm. Instead, he sat cross-legged within the realm, slowly entering a state of deep sleep.
He was truly exhausted during this period of time.
Even with the refinement using a million Incense Spirit Flames, subduing the two Soldiers of Slaughter wasn’t that easy.
He needed to take a good period of deep rest.
The Ninth Grade Golden Core slowly circulated within his body, with strands of Magical Power flowing from his limbs and skeleton, through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, gradually gathering into a creek, the creek merging again, forming a river, surging into the Dantian sea.
At the same time, the Celestial Demon Relic in his mind emitted a faint glow, like a black hole, it unexpectedly devoured the external Incense Fire Origin.
During the previous capture of the Seven Kills Residual Thoughts and the complete refinement of the two Death Demon Soldiers, Abi and Yuan Tu, Zheng Yi felt deeply, and at this moment, countless fragments of insight, like movie frames, continuously flickered in his mind.
He fell into a deep level of enlightenment.
Unbeknownst to him, his Origin Consciousness began to merge with the origin of the Incense Fire Dharma Realm outside, representing the rule-operating Super Brain Main God automatically roaring into operation at this moment.
The powerful computing ability filled the void in Zheng Yi’s heart.
On the level of consciousness, his understanding of the meaning of death began to consolidate.
Enabling him to have a deeper understanding of the Slaughter Origin and the Death Concept.
Amidst the surging mystical incense aura, a process of growing towards death and then from death towards rebirth gradually emerged before Zheng Yi’s eyes.
In growing each day, it is the start of welcoming rebirth and prosperity, seen from another viewpoint, isn’t it also getting closer to death each day?
Rebirth and death represent two completely different points, one is the beginning, and the other is the end, but every form of life must experience these two stages.
Humans, from the time of rebirth, grow a day, and they are a day closer to death.
Rebirth and death are opposite processes, yet they can be wholly integrated, like a Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram, forming a mutually counteracting yet intertwining process.
Therefore, rebirth and death, these two seemingly vastly different nodes, are closely connected.
For a moment, the Magical Power surged on Zheng Yi’s body, a vague aura of death slowly surged from his body.
His entire being seemed to be shrouded in a surging aura of time, that strong smell of time, continuously rising and falling, quietly enveloping around his body, gradually becoming intense, as if wanting to materialize.
The Power of Incense cherished, it changed constantly with his shifts in consciousness.
In the void, beneath Zheng Yi’s feet, a small green blade of grass, in the circulating air, quickly grew, enlarged, gradually growing into a towering tree.
But ultimately, it inevitably headed towards withering, slowly yellowing and wilting...
The whole process, just in a few breaths, visible to the naked eye, extremely mystical, as if Circulation happened, was the light of the Great Dao.
Between breaths, the whole process transitioned over.
And just as the great tree withered, fell with a boom, turning into the fertile soil beneath his feet, its growing seeds split open, began to root and sprout again, slowly growing, gradually strengthening, once again transforming into a small green blade of grass.
As if time alternated in endless cycles, like a taste of Reincarnation, rapidly developing on the grass.
The whole process was extremely swift, as if life underwent transformation swiftly in an instant.
With Zheng Yi sitting cross-legged as the center, the space around completely bore this unique aura of time surging, intangible, unobservable, circulation happening, forming incredible changes.
If observed in detail, you would find that Zheng Yi’s appearance, like the grass underfoot, rapidly changed, from full of vitality, becoming aged, wrinkles rising from the corners of his eyes, skin slightly wrinkled, changing to an older age.
Upon aging to the extreme, it seemed to turn into an infant, once more growing swiftly to young adulthood.
This was a strange aura, like flowing time, it seemed this space was influenced by some invisible force, fell into stagnation and Reincarnation.
Zheng Yi had obtained the Heaven-Repairing Dao for a long time, but he had never grasped its true meaning, although he couldn’t cultivate the Nirvana Technique’s Magic Technique for now, bit by bit of comprehension, with his current Cultivation, he was still able to gain some insights from it.
This was like the stone from another mountain, which can polish jade.
Originally there wasn’t such rapid progress.
But when opportunity came, it was unstoppable.
Because Zheng Yi refined the Seven Kills Stele, used the Heaven-Cutting Vine of the Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree to capture the Seven Kills Residual Thoughts within, and because of the Slaughter Demon Soldiers’ ritual refining for half a year, relentless and endless, each time the killing intent impact left his soul like a candle in the wind, as if falling into the Death Concept.
And because the Incense Fire Dharma Realm was his Origin Dharma Realm, it automatically evolved and deduced, the endless information captured by the Super Brain Main God, summarized and gathered, in a flash of insight, Zheng Yi comprehended the Yin Yang Reincarnation, the process of the four seasons’ life and death.
Not only did his Dao Practice greatly increase, more importantly, it gave him a different understanding of the Heaven-Repairing Dao’s Rejuvenation Nirvana Technique.
Later, when wanting to cultivate this Magic Technique that directly reaches the level of Divinity Transformation Divine Venerable, it would be much easier because he had already entered entry-level, just waiting for conditions to be met, the final push through the door.
