Zhao Feiyu sat cross-legged on the bed, her originally thin body now even thinner, as if her strength had been drained away.

The spiritual light that resembled the World Tree formed by the dots of starlight in his chest gradually dissipated, and the ancient and mysterious aura surging in the room also gradually disappeared, as if everything had never happened.

Zhao Feiyu only felt that her body was full of power, as if it could destroy mountains and shake seas.

"This feeling is so good..." Zhao Feiyu slowly exhaled and opened his eyes, "It's just that this process is too scary. If I endure it for a few more minutes, I'm afraid I will turn into a pile of mud."

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Zhao Feiyu hurriedly patted his chest, looking worried.

I heard the old man say that this is the first step into the path of cultivation. It is so scary. The road ahead... Zhao Feiyu took a breath and said, "I don't dare to think about it anymore..."

"Cultivation is something I absolutely can't do..." Zhao Feiyu quickly shook his head, "This ghost place is too scary. It's just like online games. The problem is that I don't have any resurrection coins. If I die, it will be really over."

"Old man, old man!" Zhao Feiyu's soul thought echoed in the soul sea, calling out to the slowly rotating gray mist.

Zhao Feiyu now had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask Gu Xuan, but the gray mist was unmoved and had no intention of paying attention to Zhao Feiyu.

"Damn old man!" Zhao Feiyu gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do about Gu Xuan.

He felt that some changes had taken place in his body, and there seemed to be endless power in his body, but he could not summon any of it.

Zhao Feiyu thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed, "Is it possible to use Zhao's Invincible Creation Gong?"

"But that technique is too difficult, I can't understand it at all..." Zhao Feiyu thought of this, with a hint of bitterness on his face, "No more practice, no more practice, let me go for a walk first."

Zhao Feiyu had just stood up when he saw a figure appearing at the door.

The figure seemed to have stayed for a long time, but Zhao Feiyu never noticed it.

Zhao Feiyu stared at the figure, not daring to speak. Before Zhao Feiyu could say anything, the figure appeared in front of him at some point.

Zhao Feiyu only felt that the surrounding time and space seemed to condense, making Zhao Feiyu unable to move.

Zhao Feiyu felt that even without using that endless power, he could break through the surrounding restrictions with just the strength his body now possessed.

But although the strange figure looked indifferent, it never made Zhao Feiyu feel the slightest danger.

Zhao Feiyu knew that the figure in front of him had no malicious intentions, so he looked at the figure with an unmoved look.

"Why..." the strange figure said slowly, "You fell down and you don't even recognize your ancestors?"

"Old... ancestor?" Zhao Feiyu was stunned for a while. The strange figure in front of him looked like he was only in his early twenties. He looked like a rich man from a novel, but he did not look like the decrepit ancestor in ordinary people's impressions.

The rather handsome young man nodded slowly, brought his face close to Zhao Feiyu's eyes, and looked at Zhao Feiyu coldly with his eyes.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't see the slightest light in the eyes of that figure, as if an old eagle, although full of power to soar in the sky, was unable to flap its wings at this moment, the sadness and indifference brought by that powerlessness was gray.

Eyes.

Through those eyes, Zhao Feiyu can be sure that although this figure looks quite young, he has actually experienced countless ups and downs.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but think of the ancestors in those stories, who were invincible for a lifetime, but still couldn't resist the power of the passage of time, and could only rely on other people's bodies to maintain their lives.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but shudder, but there was no malice in those eyes, which made Zhao Feiyu confused for a while.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "Do you really have no impression at all?"

Zhao Feiyu was even more confused when she heard this. Just when she was debating whether to speak or not, she saw a gust of wind howling from outside the door.

"Ancestor!" Zhao Xuanming instantly appeared behind the young man, and then hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Ancestor! This child Yu'er just fell from the cliff a few days ago, and his mind has not yet recovered. Please ask me, Ancestor."

Please forgive me!"

"Really the ancestor?!" Zhao Feiyu was dumbfounded for a while. Although he knew that the young man in front of him had advanced cultivation and that the young man had previously called himself the ancestor, he was still doubtful and could not compare this handsome young face with a family.

contact the ancestors.

In Zhao Feiyu's impression, the ancestors of the family are all white-haired old monsters, and they don't look like a wealthy nobleman at all.

The ancestor of the Zhao family smiled slightly, "Yu'er is a blessing in disguise. Not only did he save his life, but he also entered the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm and has embarked on the path of cultivation. His future prospects are limitless."

As the ancestor of the Zhao family ended his words, the terrible pressure dissipated instantly. Zhao Feiyu felt that the suffocating oppression dissipated instantly and began to pant crazily.

"Later stage of Qi Condensation Realm!" Zhao Xuanming was stunned when he heard this, as if he couldn't believe the words spoken by the ancestor of the Zhao family. "Could it be that the strange phenomenon just now was caused by Yu'er?!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family nodded slightly, "But Pulse Casting Pill is not the right path after all..."

Zhao Xuanming trembled when he heard the words, and a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Hui Ancestor! This is really a helpless move! If he hadn't taken the Pulse Casting Pill, Yu'er might have lost his life..."

"I heard that the reputation of the Pulse-casting Pill is not very good in the outside world. Many sects have even begun to ban the sect's children and subordinate families from taking the Pulse-casting Pill. Although this land is somewhat remote, we still need to pay attention..." Zhao

After the ancestor of the family finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Only after the ancestor of the Zhao family left for a long time did Zhao Xuanming dare to slowly exhale a breath of turbidity.

Zhao Feiyu was about to speak when he saw a clearly secretive look in Zhao Xuanming's eyes. Zhao Feiyu had no choice but to shut his mouth and did not dare to say anything about the ancestor of the Zhao family.

After a long time, there was no sound in this world, as if the ancestor of the Zhao family had never appeared.

"Yu'er, you have actually entered the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm!" Zhao Xuanming looked happy. He stretched out his two fingers, and a wisp of mist escaped, like a flexible little snake, swimming in the air.

It entered Zhao Feiyu's eyebrows.

Zhao Feiyu could clearly feel the mist entering his body.

That wisp of mist seemed to have a certain degree of sanity, swimming towards Zhao Feiyu's soul sea.

The moment the wisp of mist was about to touch Zhao Feiyu's soul sea, a mysterious force suddenly blocked the path of the wisp of mist, blocking the wisp of mist from Zhao Feiyu's soul sea.

Zhao Xuanming frowned slightly and glanced at Zhao Feiyu with confusion, but didn't say anything.

The mist changed direction and swam towards Zhao Feiyu's body.

Zhao Feiyu's spiritual veins grow in his body like a world tree, and the spiritual energy in it is rushing through the spiritual veins. However, after Zhao Feiyu forged the Guixu spiritual veins, the spiritual veins in his body were almost exhausted.

Although that wisp of mist cannot merge into Zhao Feiyu's spiritual veins, it can clearly sense the abundance of spiritual energy in Zhao Feiyu's spiritual veins.

After feeling the weak spiritual energy in Zhao Feiyu's spiritual veins, Zhao Xuanming's eyes revealed a look of disappointment that was difficult to detect. The look of disappointment almost disappeared in an instant, and was followed by a look of joy.

For Zhao Xuanming, the result at this moment has far exceeded Zhao Xuanming's expectations.

You must know that not long ago, Zhao Feiyu was still on the verge of life and death, and Zhao Xuanming tried every means to send Zhao Feiyu to Fengling Sect, hoping that Zhao Feiyu could use this as an opportunity to receive blessings from a certain elder and embark on the path of cultivation.

But Zhao Feiyu fell from the cliff, making all Zhao Xuanming's plans come to nothing. However, the appearance of the Pulse Casting Pill made Zhao Xuanming lament the unpredictability of life for the past two days, and no one could predict what the future would be like.

Although the aura of spiritual energy in Zhao Feiyu's body was a bit weak, Zhao Xuanming could still clearly feel the aura of cultivation in the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm.

"Yu'er! You have really entered the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm! You are only one step away from even the Mortal Realm!" Zhao Xuanming showed unbearable joy on his face.

"Late stage of Qi Condensation Stage?!" Zhao Feiyu asked with a hint of confusion, "What exactly is called the late stage of Qi Condensation Stage?"

"The so-called Qi Condensation Stage means that monks can condense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into their own bodies, and can rely on the spiritual energy to practice." Zhao Xuanming said slowly, "And monks rely on their innate spiritual veins to devour as much as possible.

When the spiritual energy is consumed to the limit, it will break through the shackles of the body, and you can truly rely on the spiritual energy to release spells, and it is no longer limited to the flesh and blood body. And this realm is called the mortal realm."

"Only when you step into the mortal realm can you truly enter the path of cultivation. The Qi Condensation realm only has the qualifications for cultivation and cannot be called a true monk." Zhao Xuanming looked at Zhao Feiyu, "Yu'er

, how many spiritual veins do you have now?"

"Spiritual veins?" Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, "I don't know how many spiritual veins I have now?"

"So you don't know, I understand." Zhao Xuanming nodded slightly when he heard this, "You don't have any spiritual veins innately. This time, you used the power of the Pulse Casting Pill to forcibly open up the spiritual veins that can be cultivated.

, it’s not surprising that the spiritual energy power is different from that of ordinary monks. As long as you can practice it, it’s enough.”

"Then I can't use spiritual energy now?" Zhao Feiyu asked.

Zhao Xuanming nodded, "Yes, no matter how much spiritual energy you have accumulated in the Qi Condensation Realm, you can't use it at all. Only after you step into the Mortal Realm can you be considered a true monk."

"Only after entering the mortal realm can you see the vast world of cultivation." Zhao Xuanming said slowly, "You must know that the mortal realm is only the first step of cultivation, and there are many realms behind it. You must

Remember that there are people outside the world, and there is no end to the path of cultivation. Countless monks will call the first step into the world of cultivation the mortal realm. I hope that countless monks can always maintain their original intention and not become monks.

And it disrupts the Taoist mind of cultivation, and thus loses oneself on the road of cultivation."

"Mortal realm... No wonder I silently recited Zhao's Invincible Creation Kung Fu, but I couldn't understand the method of cultivation at all. It turns out that the reason is that the realm is not yet in place." Zhao Feiyu said silently in his heart, "Isn't it bad to be a mortal? I always feel that

If you take one wrong step in the world of cultivation, you won’t even be able to keep your ashes! I really don’t want to practice!”


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