Outside the mountain, the white snow was pristine and the cold air was biting. The landscape was a silvery hue, with spectacular white waves, but there was not a single speck of snow on Jialan Peak. The climate was as warm as spring, and even the piercing cold winds could not blow over. Logically, the higher the mountain peak, the more biting the heavenly winds would be, but the airflow on Jialan Peak seemed to forever remain in a peaceful state. Even Fang Han couldn't understand why the airflow was fixed in place, and in his heart, he felt an even greater admiration for Jialan's unfathomable magic power.
Even Jialan believed herself to be inferior to Hua Tiandu, giving Fang Han a renewed understanding of his opponent in his mind.
At this moment, Fang Han sat cross-legged in the Purple Bamboo Forest, cultivating the Spring Breeze Wood Spirit Art.
This stretch of purple bamboo forest covered fully over eight hundred acres. As the gentle breeze blew, the bamboo shadows danced gracefully, creating a breathtakingly beautiful purple ocean. Every single stalk of purple bamboo was the color of purple gold; nourished and cultivated by the water of medicinal pills, they were unprecedentedly tough, and could even be used to craft flying swords and spiritual artifacts. Even precious sabers and precious swords could not cut through these purple bamboos.
"Magic power circulates, spring breeze turns to rain, wood spirit awakens, refining the false into the true, the gate of cultivating the true!"
Following the cultivation method of the Spring Breeze Wood Spirit Art, Fang Han ingeniously utilized his magic power, transforming it into the artistic conception of a mighty spring breeze. Suddenly, it flew out and scattered among these purple bamboos. Sensing Fang Han's magic power that was just like a spring breeze, these purple bamboos immediately began to sway.
The spring breeze formed by magic power caressed these purple bamboos and permeated into them. Fang Han gradually became familiar with the characteristics of vegetation. With a fierce transformation, it turned into an extremely intense vortex and, carrying a howling wind sound, was drawn back.
Instantly, one could see streams of green-purple vegetation Qi in the air, as thin as gossamer, converging towards Fang Han. They dyed Fang Han's originally formless magic power into a green-purple color, which was then absorbed into his mind.
The second level of the Divine Ability Realm, the True Energy Realm. It was to cultivate formless magic power into true energy, which could be seen and touched. The Divine Ability Realm involved transforming spirit into magic power, and transforming magic power into true energy was a manifestation of further progress in divine ability.
Spirit was formless and immaterial, while magic power was formless but material, and true energy was both formed and material! That was why it was called "true" energy. When Fang Han used his magic power to grab or strike someone, people could only see formless, violent air currents. But if he cultivated true energy, everyone would be able to see a giant green-purple wood spirit palm.
Even when true energy was cultivated to be thick and solid, it could transform into actual giant wood, suppressing a region and supporting the firmament.
Fang Han was currently absorbing the "spiritual energy of vegetation" to cultivate his magic power into true energy!
After magic power was cultivated into true energy, the solidity and toughness of the strength would increase by another level. If Fang Han's current strength could restrain one hundred Xuanhuang galloping horses, then after transforming magic power into true energy, it would violently surge! He might even be able to restrain two hundred galloping horses. However, this also depended on the quality of the cultivated true energy.
If Fang Han cultivated in ordinary mountains and wilds, drawing in ordinary vegetation spiritual energy, the quality of his true energy would not be high, and his cultivation speed would be exceedingly slow. But this patch of purple bamboo forest was planted by Jialan with painstaking effort; each stalk of purple bamboo was equivalent to thousands of ordinary trees.
This purple bamboo forest was a blessed grotto-heaven for cultivating wood spirit true energy.
The vegetation primal energy within the surrounding purple bamboos was continuously absorbed by his magic power, drawing in more and more, more and more. Eventually, Fang Han felt that his mind could no longer contain it, and he hurriedly guided the wood Qi of these purple bamboos into various parts of his body using his magic power. Following the body-refining method of the Spring Breeze Wood Spirit, he nourished his internal organs and his body's fascia.
Suddenly, Fang Han felt his body becoming somewhat stiff! It seemed as if he was going to turn into a piece of wood.
He was instantly greatly alarmed and hurriedly stopped.
"This piece of purple bamboo forest is truly a blessed grotto-heaven. Cultivating here yields twice the result with half the effort…" Just as Fang Han was greatly alarmed, a voice transmitted from his mind.
"Yan! How did you wake up? Hurry up and teach me the Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Art. You've already eaten the Golden Light Blazing Fire Mirror; how is your recovery?" Fang Han felt joy in his heart, knowing his savior had arrived, and immediately asked.
"The taste is truly not bad, a Pure Yang magic treasure… It would have been great if you could give me a few more. However, this Golden Light Blazing Fire Mirror is weak, far inferior to the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda and the Sun Moon Five Stars Bracelet, so I haven't recovered much."
"You feel great, but I lost a magic treasure. Now I'm completely clean, without a single magic treasure on me. Also, this Spring Breeze Wood Spirit Art has a body-refining method. Will my absorption of the wood spirit primal energy conflict with the Yama Golden Body? Causing my body to become stiff like wood or stone, and suffering from Qi deviation?"
Fang Han now knew many taboos in cultivation. A conflict of heterogeneous true energies could cause the brain to explode, resulting in death, and improper body refining could lead to the body petrifying, lignifying, and becoming stiff and immobile. Now that his body was somewhat stiff, he suspected that a problem had occurred in his cultivation.
"There is a danger in this regard, and your vigilance is indeed correct. But for you, this is not without its benefits!" Hearing Fang Han's doubts, Yan pondered silently for a moment. "Metal overcomes wood. The Yama Golden Body specifically suppresses wood-natured true energy. Your body is somewhat stiff now. You must utilize the Qi and blood circulation method of the Yama Golden Body to ruthlessly scatter the wood spirit true energy within your body and forcefully devour it! Use it to strengthen your body! If this continues, your body will become more and more tyrannical! The Yama Golden Body will also continuously progress. However, using the circulation of Qi and blood to scatter the wood spirit true energy is extremely agonizing. It's even more painful than being thrown into a boiling oil cauldron! You must be mentally prepared! Come, I will now impart the Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Art to you!"
Amidst Yan's voice, streams of intent were fiercely transmitted into Fang Han's mind. Instantly, Fang Han saw himself as if he had arrived in the primeval era, where the earth was a desolate expanse. In this desolation, in the distant east, a green heavenly pillar suddenly shot into the sky, supporting the firmament. Subsequently, this green heavenly pillar gradually transformed into an emperor, covering the earth with lush green.
Sentences of cultivation methods, streaks of talismans, images, and even comprehensions were all transmitted into Fang Han's mind.
"Green Emperor Talisman! Wood Sovereign Talisman!"
Fang Han gradually understood the basic cultivation method of this "Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Art." He split all his magic power into two, and instantly, two Qi talismans appeared in his palms! These two Qi talismans were composed of many small, roaming talismans, endlessly regenerating and continuously rotating.
A powerful suction force radiated out with Fang Han at the center.
Crackling sounds!
Dozens of purple bamboos closest to Fang Han suddenly exploded, then withered, turning into dead wood! Completely devoid of life force, the vegetation Qi of these purple bamboos was instantly entirely sucked away! Cleaned out thoroughly, not a single drop remained!
"So domineering!"
Fang Han was startled! He was just about to stand up, but his body was like a tree, having completely lost its ability to move. Looking down, the skin at the joints of his body had actually turned into the texture of bamboo and wood, as if his entire body had become lignified.