Head reaching all heavens, feet treading the Yellow Springs!

  Cai Kongnan waved his hands, and the surging Yellow Spring true water suddenly roared towards Lin Feng, transforming into a massive wave that crashed down on him.

  Lin Feng was at a critical moment in his comprehension of the Yellow Spring Nirvana Technique when Si Kong Nan suddenly interrupted him, causing Lin Feng to feel extremely annoyed.

  Twenty-four sarira floated above Lin Feng's head, rolling Buddhist light transformed into a golden auspicious cloud, holding up the Huangquan true water that descended from the sky.

  The power of the Buddhist Dharma that has been cultivated to perfection is the most condensed and solidified, even the true water of the Yellow Springs cannot dissolve it in an instant.

  But the golden auspicious cloud is still rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it won't be able to hold on for much longer.

  Sī Kōng Nán coldly smiled at Lín Fēng: "I'll see how long you can hold on." As he spoke, he continued to intensify the pressure of the Yellow Spring True Water, striking Lín Fēng relentlessly.

  Lin Feng's eyebrows furrowed, and he communicated with the ring through his mind, where a small, infant-like creature was swallowing something.

  "I'd rather not!"

  He swallowed hard and shouted with a shaking head: "You're too evil, how could you think I'd drink the real Yellow Spring water?"

  Lin Feng chuckled and said, "You can refuse if you want, but let me make one thing clear: apart from this, there's nothing else to eat in the short term. If you don't want it, then go hungry."

  Tong Tong hesitated for a moment, and Lin Feng saw her expression, his heart moved: "Have you ever drunk Huangquan's true water before?"

  "It tastes good after drinking. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "But after drinking, my head is dizzy and I can't remember many things from before."

  Lin Feng secretly licked his tongue, gluttony was not ashamed of being one of the four great ferocious beasts of ancient times, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, even the true water of Huangquan's tyrannical path was not feared, only losing some memories, yet his magical powers would not be purified.

  "What's there to be afraid of? The taste is good, everything is good. Food is all about being delicious." Lin Feng continued to persuade non-stop.

  Her face twisted in a struggle, she knew Lin Feng was up to no good, but her gluttonous instincts were uncontrollable. For a foodie, eating was an instinctual reaction on the same level as survival.

  "Whatever, let's eat first, I'm starving to death after half a year!" Finally, Xiaoluo's anxious cry turned into a loud shout, and in the midst of her cry, her body transformed back into its original gluttonous form.

  Lin Feng tossed the ring up, removing the Heavenly Cage Seal from it. The ring suddenly emitted a massive suction force, like a black hole swallowing the Huang Quan True Water.

  Taking advantage of the Buddha's light and the ring blocking the river water, Lin Feng began to grasp the direct enlightenment of Huangquan Niepan Jue, while pondering the Taoist law, he also tried to communicate with Huangquan Zhen Shui.

  Just like the Akshobhya Buddha's wrathful fire is produced through the practice of the Akshobhya Buddha's mantra, the divine power produced by the practice of the Yellow Spring Rebirth Mantra is the true water of the Yellow Spring.

  By comparing and combining theory with practice, Lin Feng's previous doubts were suddenly clarified.

  In his mind, there seemed to be a long river rushing through, the water flowing endlessly, just like time and years, unstoppable and irrepressible.

  Lin Feng quietly gazed at his reflection in the river water, but his reflection was not a fixed image of himself. Instead, it kept changing and transforming into various shapes and forms.

  There are delicate and beautiful newlywed girls, there are old people who have been worn out by the years, there are Buddhist monks meditating and reciting scriptures, there are thieves with blood on their knives, young and talented men with elegant demeanor... Each one is a small fragment, reincarnated over thousands of lifetimes.

  A layer of enlightenment rose in Lin Feng's heart: "This is my past life, my previous life, countless reincarnations..."

  "The Yellow Spring cycles, Nirvana rebirths, all things here walk towards decay and extinction, then are reborn!"

  A mysterious cycle of life and death, the way of nirvana resonated in Lin Feng's mind, eventually merging into one, along with his internal strength, all connected as if there was a quiet, flowing Yellow Springs River in the underworld.

  Lin Feng opened his eyes and gazed at the surging Huang Quan True Water in front of him, a faint smile on his face.

  Seeing his smile, Si Kong Nan's heart skipped a beat for no reason, as if disaster was about to befall him.

  Lin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up straight, retrieving the ring that had been hiding in his body. The golden light on top of his head also rose into mid-air, no longer blocking the true water of the Yellow Spring, allowing the endless river water to pour down on him freely.

  Sī Kōng Nán's eyes widened in shock as he discovered that the Huang Quan True Water was pouring down on Lin Feng's head, but Lin Feng remained unscathed. Not a single drop of the Huang Quan True Water touched his body, instead falling gently at Lin Feng's feet and lifting him up.

  The purifying and murderous true water of the Yellow Spring, at this moment, is like a docile slave, kneeling down obediently at Lin Feng's feet, supporting Lin Feng like a guardian king.

  At this moment, Lin Feng's head is illuminated by the eternal Buddha light of all heavens, and his feet are on the Yellow Spring River, which cycles endlessly.

  Head reaching all heavens, feet treading Yellow Springs!

  Sikong Nan stared blankly at this scene: "How is it possible?"

  Lin Feng smiled: "How is it impossible?" He glanced at Si Kong Nan and said with a smile: "You come down for me."

  At the sound of the command, the Huangquan True Water that was holding Xie Kong's body suddenly dropped, and Xie Kong, who was caught off guard, fell directly into the turbulent Huangquan River.

  Sī Kōng Nán was shocked, he had been thoroughly refined by the Yellow Spring Pearl and his entire magical power had merged with the Yellow Spring True Water. His usual Daoist magic and divine abilities could no longer be used. If he couldn't control the Yellow Spring True Water, he would become a lamb to be slaughtered at will.

  Unfortunately, no matter how he urged, Huang Quan's true water remained unresponsive.

  Lin Feng didn't make a move, but instead looked at Sikuang Nan with a faint smile. At this moment, Sikuang Nan was like someone who had been drenched in cold water from head to toe, and his heart was filled with deep despair.

  He let out a roar like a trapped beast: "Even so, you can't do anything to me. I have already merged with the Yellow Spring Pearl and become one with it. Unless you destroy the Yellow Spring Pearl, you won't be able to kill me."

  "With your current cultivation level, you are fundamentally unable to destroy the Yellow Spring Pearl!"

  "Who says I want to destroy the Yellow Spring Pearl? Such a treasure, destroyed so easily, isn't that a waste of heaven's gift?" Lin Feng chuckled and shook his head, saying: "Besides, who told you that only by destroying the Yellow Spring Pearl can I kill you?"

  Sī Kōng Nán was taken aback, a bad premonition floated to the top of his mind. The next moment, he suddenly felt that the Yellow Spring True Water around his body was becoming thicker and heavier, pressing down on him until he couldn't breathe. The originally dim yellow river water had now gradually turned black.

  The black spring water continuously invaded Cui Kong Nan's soul, and he felt a suffocating sensation like drowning.

  "You don't know, do you? The Huangquan Niepan Jue has given rise to a divine technique called the Youming Cao Ou. It can use the true water of Huangquan to refine people into puppets."

  "This puppet is different from your Hundred Ghosts Night Parade technique, you refine people into fierce ghosts, only preserving their pre-mortem law and magic cultivation, but memories and wisdom are all erased, leaving only resentment and murderous intent, although it's convenient to manipulate, but ultimately falls under the lower vehicle."

  Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "This technique of mine can turn people into puppets, not only preserving their memories from when they were alive, but also retaining their self-awareness."

  Retaining memories of their past life means that the puppet not only possesses the magical attainments from their previous life, but also retains the divine techniques and has the rich combat experience of a cultivator from their past life.

  Retaining self-awareness means possessing wisdom, thinking and being able to adapt flexibly.

  Sī Kōng Nán's heart grew colder and colder. Lín Fēng looked at him with a smile, saying: "Simply put, you're the same as before you were turned into a puppet, except for one thing."

  "That means you will obey any order I give without question."

  Sī Kōng Nán let out a desperate roar, his originally dim yellow, almost transparent divine soul was completely dyed black by the Yellow Springs True Water, and then swallowed up by the torrential river water, sealed at the bottom of the Long River.

  After suppressing Si Kong Nan, Lin Feng's spirit finally relaxed, and his heart moved slightly. He lowered his head to look at the light sphere under his feet.

  Wang Lin's divine soul in the light ball stirred and finally woke up. He opened his eyes with a confused expression.