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The Legend of Immortal Cultivation

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Xiao Duan The Talented Scholar · Ost
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Chapter 809: The Change Zhang Xiaohua Brought to Misty Hall_1

At the top of Shixin Peak, inside the hidden pill room, a green-yellow earth fire frequently licked the enormous "Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace" above it.

In front of the pill furnace, on a green cushion, there was an extraordinarily young and thin teenager sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His hands were placed in front of his chest, forming a strange posture. At this moment, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out from the pill furnace. The boy's brows slightly knitted, but he did not open his eyes. His right finger twitched, completing several dexterous movements, then he hit hard on the pill furnace, and the rich medicinal aroma immediately dispersed. Then, the boy's right hand quickly waved in succession, like playing a pipa, continuously hitting the pill furnace until the medicinal aroma faded completely. Only then did he stop.