After a long time, the pain in Jiang Ning's head eased.
He took two sips of the cold tea on the table and gradually calmed down.
"No matter what the dream is, or how many secrets are hidden in it, it is not something that I can spy on at this stage. I'd better break through to the Yangshen realm first..."
Thinking of Yang Shen Realm, Jiang Ning's eyes suddenly shone with light, especially his out-of-the-box character, which made new ideas pop up in his head.
"Everyone in the world is cultivating the Great Dao. No matter how much I study, I can't escape from this circle. If I want to be unique and achieve the ultimate in the Yangshen Realm, I must escape from this circle."
"Then the best choice is..." Jiang Ning turned his attention to the bronze compass.
Jiang Ning fully understands the power of the bronze compass.
Not only can it carry his soul to Kyushu, it also contains the skills and magical powers of becoming a god, which can suppress terrifying existences as high as ghost kings.
The power it displays is astounding.
Therefore, if one could outline the bronze compass, one's Yang God would definitely be among the top 100!
"No, no!"
While Jiang Ning was thinking happily, he suddenly realized that in the dream, the bronze compass was just a plaything in the hands of the phantom with a golden and red crown.
This made him hesitate.
"Although the bronze compass is very strong, in my dream, it was held in someone's hand and played with. If I use it as the basis of the Yang God Dao, if I meet that person in the future, wouldn't I be suppressed to death by him?"
Since he wants to cultivate every level to the extreme, Jiang Ning definitely doesn't want to be suppressed or manipulated by others.
After thinking about it, an idea that was even more wild than before came into his mind.
"Instead of doing this, I might as well just use that huge shadow and the throne of the mountains as my Yangshen Dao foundation!" Jiang Ning said with a ruthless look in his eyes.
In Jiang Ning's opinion, the mystery and power of the bronze compass far exceeded all the artifacts he had ever seen, and the phantom could hold it in his hand as a plaything.
One can imagine how powerful the phantom is!
More importantly, Jiang Ning also has a bad taste.
Imagine that one day in the future, you will meet him, and then use his shadow to deal with you. The scene will be very interesting.
Jiang Ning heyed twice and made up his mind.
He wants to abandon the three thousand avenues and understand the phantoms in dreams.
Just do it, Jiang Ning no longer hesitated, returned to the bed, sat cross-legged, meditated, and began to restore the dream in his mind.
Gradually, the dark world became brighter.
It’s still a scene from a dream.
The strange peaks were shattered, and powerful creatures and creatures came out of them. They stopped in front of the throne on the peaks and expressed their surrender to the shadow on the throne.
Jiang Ning perfectly restored the scene in the dream. The only difference was that the bronze compass in Xu Ying's hand did not burst out with light and shake him away.
He also benefited from this and began to calm down and comprehend this picture.
At this time, Jiang Ning was the sky in this dream world. The whole picture was in his eyes, and the veins and stripes were clearly visible, and he could see it without a doubt.
With a thought in Jiang Ning's mind, he devoted all his mental power to the shadow. In an instant, the scene in his field of vision changed.
The originally tall shadows dispersed into waist-thick golden gases, moving back and forth in the air. They looked chaotic, but in fact, their flow never escaped the scope of the body.
Jiang Ning didn't have a clue for the moment, so he could only move himself closer. However, it didn't matter if he didn't get close. The picture he recalled in his mind immediately fell apart.
At the same time, as if he had been severely injured, he opened his eyes and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"So strong, you can't spy at all!" Jiang Ning's eyes widened and he murmured.
If someone nearby looked carefully, they would find that there was a hint of unnoticeable fear in Jiang Ning's eyes at this moment.
After taking a peek at the phantom, he felt scared.
But Jiang Ning's character is like that, if you are fierce, he will be even more fierce.
Even though he was frightened, he had no intention of giving up. Instead, his eyes were bright and he was eager to try.
"The stronger the better, then you are qualified to be my Yangshen!" Jiang Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, adjusted his sitting position with a firm expression, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.
However, the results did not change.
With the same glance, the picture collapsed and Jiang Ning vomited blood.
"continue!"
"Come again!"
"It's stupid, I don't believe in this evil anymore!"
After repeated defeats and repeated defeats, Jiang Ning could no longer remember how much blood he had vomited.
It wasn't until it was getting brighter outside that Jiang Ning managed to take a breath, then lay on the bed and took a nap, regaining some of his color.
But due to excessive blood loss, his pale face still frightened the boy who delivered the food.
"Why does your injury seem to be more serious?" Mr. Xun asked with a puzzled look on the deck.
Jiang Ning did not dare to tell the truth, so he could only cover it up by using the recurrence of his old illness.
The bronze compass was of great importance. Even though Mr. Xun had been very kind to him twice, Jiang Ning did not dare to tell the truth casually to avoid causing complications.
"The most important thing in spiritual practice is the foundation. Any hidden damage is like a moth inside a tree trunk. It must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future."
Mr. Xun taught.
Jiang Ning nodded in agreement, standing next to him like a disciple.
Afterwards, Mr. Xun explained to him many applications and techniques of formation, and Jiang Ning also took note of them carefully and benefited a lot from them.
In the next few days, Jiang Ning repeated the same thing every day.
After comprehending the scenes in his dream, listening to Mr.
The only troublesome thing is that every time he meditates, he will be shocked and vomit blood. Not only does his face not recover, but it becomes increasingly pale.
Mr. Xun asked again later, but seeing that Jiang Ning still said what he said before, he had already made up his mind and did not ask any more questions. He just gave him the high-quality blood-enhancing elixir in his hand.
"Everyone has their own secrets. If you don't want to tell them, I won't ask. It's just a matter of spiritual practice. Don't be anxious. You have to be able to grasp it yourself."
Recalling Mr. Xun's words, Jiang Ning sighed.
He felt that he was quite sorry for Mr. Xun, but the more this happened, the less he dared to say anything.
The bronze compass has a lot of background. If I say it rashly, there is no guarantee that Mr. Xun will not be tainted with the cause and effect.
At that time, it will harm him instead.
Without thinking too much, Jiang Ning closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the shadow.
After these days of persistence, Jiang Ning is now able to carefully observe the golden air currents in Xuying's body.
If you look closely at these golden airflows, you will see that each one is as thick as an adult man's waist, but compared with the huge body of the shadow, they are as small as a hair.
Jiang Ning observed it for a long time, and his eyes gradually burst into light.
"The air currents are not running around irregularly. They are running along the meridians in the body. As long as the rules of movement can be reproduced, the skeleton can be built!"
Jiang Ning is smart and always thinks differently from ordinary people. After a few days of observation, he quickly found a shortcut to condense Yang Shen.
I just found the method, but it’s not that simple to do it...