Shi Mian traveled to the Mysterious Bone Realm and didn't have a single bone at the beginning.
The practitioners here rely on "bone grabbing" to make breakthroughs - the bones of ancient immortals and demons. If you grab a good piece, you can soar into the sky. Can't get it? Waiting to die.
Everyone told him: Don't think about it, good bones won't be your turn.
Shi Mian smiled and said nothing.
In his previous life, he had read the biographies of mortals cultivating immortals and knew how to maintain his natal magic weapon. Read the Tao Te Ching and understand the underlying logic of the law. Having studied the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, he holds the complete method of becoming a saint in the physical body.
While others snatch bones, he nourishes them. A piece of bone cultivates spirituality, blends into the body, and becomes one's own magic weapon.
While the monks of the same realm were still fighting for a piece of bones, all the bones in Shi Mian's body had been transformed into magic weapons.
When the five skeletons teamed up to besiege him and asked him why he was so crazy——
Shi Mian opened the Law of Heaven and Earth.
The Thousand-Zhang Dharma Form rises from the ground, and the eighty-one Dao bone carvings light up one after another.
He looked down at the five skeletons, his tone as calm as if he was talking about what to eat today.
"My bones are stronger than your lives."
