vided his attention to activate the Ebony Sword, seizing the opportunity when the Xuanhuang armor froze. His sword energy surged and pierced the same spot repeatedly, leaving deep wounds visible to th...The Heavenly Demon's Form requires the cultivation of the fourth layer of its techniques, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage. It's still too far away for him. Qin Sang focused on the first three layers, carefully considering whether he could cultivate them.

Insomnia, for several days in a row.

That day, he suddenly left Tianxing Island, far away from the island chain, and flew for a whole day before arriving at an uninhabited deserted island. He prepared to try cultivating the Sky Demon Refining Form there.

This cultivation technique draws upon the power of the celestial stars. Qin Sang wasn't sure how much commotion practicing it would cause, so he decided to test it outside first.

Set up a large formation at random. Due to the nature of the technique, it required facing the stars; hence, even a cave dwelling was unnecessary.

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Qin Sang sat cross-legged on a stone, waiting for nightfall.

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During the day, the scorching sun is blazing, brimming with solar power. While it can also draw upon the power of the celestial bodies, it is not a good time for cultivation.

At this time, the sun's power is at its peak, blazing hot and raging. It is very easy to be burned during cultivation, and if one is not careful, they may even be incinerated by the scorching sun, putting their life in danger.

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Only when one's cultivation reaches a certain level can they resist.

When the night is cool as water, one can connect with the stars.

The sun sets in the west.

As twilight descended.

A thin veil covered the heavens and earth, and the light gradually dimmed.

Finally, everything around was pitch black. The moon in the sky and the moon in the sea faced each other, and the starry rivers above and below the water sparkled in Qin Sang's field of vision, scattered with starlight, ethereal and serene, a breathtaking sight.

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Qin Sang finished admiring the beautiful scenery, took out his bone flute and placed it across his knees, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Cut away distractions, hold fast to your true self, contemplate the celestial demon...like a bright lamp suspended high, piercing through the clouds and revealing the path ahead..."

Qin Sang silently recalled the scriptures he understood in his heart.

"The Transformation of Heavenly Demons" conveys profound wisdom in every word and phrase. It requires careful contemplation. Fortunately, Qin Sang hails from a prestigious family with a strong foundation.

Contemplation is common in Buddhist scriptures, which Qin Sang had never been exposed to before. But whether it's Buddhism, Taoism, or demonology, there is a saying about keeping one's true self and discarding distracting thoughts, so it's not difficult to get started.

The cold moonlight bathed Qin Sang.

The bone flute lay on his lap.

Qin Sang remained motionless. At this moment, it seemed as if the wind had stopped, the sea surface was calm and still, and Qin Sang was like an ancient pine tree, rooted on this deserted island.

His thoughts were churning, trying to visualize. Visualization, was the part of this technique that Qin Sang found most perplexing.

Demons cultivators needn't dwell on it, they just need to awaken their bloodline and visualize their ancestors. Their bloodline carries the deep imprints of their ancestors.

Under the guidance of their ancestors, they followed the path of their ancestors, undergoing transformation after transformation, and finally becoming celestial demons.

As a human, Qin Sang didn't know who to visualize.

This is a world of lost souls, Qin Sang didn't even know the real names of Mahayana cultivators, let alone perform meditation. Finally, he set a goal for himself, which was the Jade Buddha.

He wasn't sure if the decision was right or wrong, he had to try it to find out.

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In the Purple Mansion, his primordial spirit was faintly bathed in golden Buddhist light. The image of the broken-arm jade Buddha was already deeply ingrained in his heart.

"Jade Buddha..."

Qin Sang silently muttered a sentence.

He raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and gazed up at the heavens.

In the night sky, stars are countless and endlessly mysterious.

... After an unknown amount of time, Qin Sang imagined all the stars in the sky in his mind, then closed his eyes, fantasizing about starlight condensing, constellations shifting. In the starfield of his consciousness, a golden Buddha image gradually appeared.

Everything is born from his intention. As the *Celestial Demon Refining Form* states, when one visualizes this step successfully, a bone flute will manifest with resonance, helping practitioners enter the path and guiding them to absorb starlight, beginning the first step of refining their physical body.

At the same time, the bone flute wasn't as simple as Qin Sang had previously thought, only serving as a jade slip and a lead.

The Bone Flute should be a magical artifact specially crafted by powerful demons for creating spells. During cultivation, holding the Bone Flute constantly provides assistance in the process. Although not strictly necessary, without the Bone Flute, the difficulty of cultivation would increase significantly.

Qin Sang forgot everything, in his heart there was only one jade Buddha, waiting for the bone flute to respond.

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Cultivation knows not the passage of time.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Sang pondered during the day and cultivated at night, never slacking off.

But disappointingly, not only did the bone flute fail to respond, but the techniques made no progress whatsoever.

“I have long been free from the worry of demonic thoughts. From the start of my cultivation, I learned how to sever distracting thoughts and have long since reached a state of tranquility like still water. The 'Cultivation of Spirit through Swordsmanship' is no worse than the 'Transformation of Heavenly Demons'. If the practice requires such strict demands, even my mental state couldn't enter. Those beasts with undeveloped spirits and unclear consciousness wouldn't be able to cultivate at all…”

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Qin Sang recalled the events of the past few days and determined where the problem lay, "Contemplating Jade Buddha won't work! Then we can only try the Heavenly Demons..."

The celestial demon, only mentioned in fragments within ancient texts.

In some ancient texts, there are detailed descriptions of renowned sacred beasts and powerful demons like dragons, phoenixes, and qilin. However, these mythical creatures were not personally witnessed by Qin Sang. They were simply imagined, making it difficult to capture their true essence.

The only thing he had ever seen was the Qingluan!

Back then, in the waters of Randao Island, Granny Jing summoned the Qinglan Wooden Puppet to fight, leaving a deep impression on Qin Sang.

He remembered Old Mrs. Jing once saying that she had been fortunate enough to see the true face of Qingluan and personally felt its aura. Although she didn't come into contact with the divine beast's physical form, the wooden sculpture she created captured Qingluan's divine charm, more vividly than the descriptions in ancient texts.

At that time, he couldn't see any flaws, and thought it was a real living Qingluan.

Visualizing the azure phoenix is the best choice.

However, Granny Jing's wood carvings are after all not real celestial demons. Whether they can awaken the bone flute remains unknown.

Why not give it a try...

Qin Sang had long been prepared for this moment. During this time, whenever he had nothing to do, he would recall the details of when he saw Qingluan, not letting go of a single detail.

The vivacity of Qingluan upon their first meeting, the majesty of her mastery over the Azure Flames during her battle with Yushan Pavilion, and her tragic demise...

In his heart, he had already envisioned the image of Qingluan. When he imagined it, it felt very smooth.

Ideation imagination, thousands of stars far-shooting starlight, incomparably brilliant. At this time, there is a godlike and unparalleled blue bird soaring in the sea of stars, freely stretching its body. Its feathers are adorned with blue flames, like a firebird bathed in flames.

Suddenly, the bone flute in his hand moved.

A powerful attraction seemed to surge within Qin Sang. The Azure Phoenix, soaring through the starry sea, opened its divine eyes and looked at him. Then, with a flap of its wings, it swooped down towards him.

'Snooze...'

In the starry sky of contemplation, a gale howled, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

The Qingluan's speed is astonishing.

Before Qin Sang could react, Qingluan descended from the sky.

His thoughts were already out of control, in his imagination, the stars in the sky were twinkling, shooting down slender beams from high above, together with the Azure Bird Phoenix, falling to his head, converging at Baihui acupoint and entering his body.

Suddenly, Qin Sang felt a cool and ethereal force entering his body. It was accompanied by an indescribable sense of comfort. The wind swirled around him, making him feel light and dreamy, intoxicated by the sensation.

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