In the practice room, in the Ning Yi Mud Palace, a divine soul sword slowly took shape.
The fourth level of the Divine Soul Sword is completed, and the entire sword has become more solid.
The spine of the sword is covered with strange patterns.
Occasionally, the spiritual light flashes, and the patterns are bright and dim, just like breathing, causing the soul to tremble slightly.
Above the Soul Sword, a moon mirage bead hangs high.
Wisps of moonlight fall, nourishing and strengthening the soul.
The two echoed each other, and even without the help of the soul nourishing pill, Ning Yi's soul grew stronger faster than ordinary monks.
Ning Yi picked up the second soul nourishing pill and swallowed it.
Proficiency 8
Proficiency 8
Proficiency 9
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During the practice, there is no sun or moon, and the sky in the east is slightly bright.
Ning Yi finished refining the third soul-nurturing pill, but unfortunately, the small sword that was about to solidify still lacked a trace of soul power, and the advancement to the fifth level came to an abrupt halt.
Ning Yi sighed with regret and prepared to call it a day.
Suddenly there was a turmoil in the mud palace, and countless golden lights came from the void and fell into the soul.
In an instant, the soul grew stronger like a dead tree.
Ning Yi hummed in relief, was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed, "This is... the golden light of merit."
It is said that those who have great merits and virtues will receive auspiciousness from heaven and their merits will come to their bodies.
However, Ning Yi was a little confused as to what this had to do with him. Although he had done some good deeds since time traveling, he was far from being a god-given meritorious deed, and he really couldn't figure it out.
However, God's blessings should not be wasted.
No matter what the reason is, let’s take it first and talk about it later.
Proficiency 10
Proficiency 12
Proficiency 15
After a few breaths, the Divine Soul Sword solidified again, reaching its fifth level.
In the Qin Palace, the heavenly merit showed no signs of weakening. Ning Yi used his Xuan Gong and headed towards the sixth level of the Soul Sword.
With sufficient power of the soul, the cultivation of the Soul Sword Store can be said to be a thousand miles faster. Compared with taking the soul nourishing pill, it is countless times faster.
The sixth floor is completed!
The seventh floor is completed!
The eighth floor is completed!
In Ningyi Mud Palace, the atmosphere was turned upside down.
The Moon Mirage Pearl originally took the initiative and suppressed everything. By the time the eighth level of the Divine Soul Sword Collection was completed, the Divine Soul Sword could already keep pace with the Moon Mirage Pearl, and they were on equal footing.
The heavenly merits continued, and Ning Yi charged towards the ninth level of the Divine Soul Sword Storehouse.
Nine is the ultimate.
This level requires a particularly large amount of soul power, which is almost the same as the previous six, seven, and eight levels combined.
With so much divine soul power, if it were not transformed by the golden light of merit, even swallowing dozens of soul-nurturing pills would not be enough.
Finally...the ninth floor is completed.
The Divine Soul Sword instantly solidified, like a real physical sword. A faint spiritual power emerged from it, and the Moon Mirage was forced aside, willing to be two.
On the sword spine, every time the pattern lights up or disappears, it triggers a wave of energy in the mud palace cave.
The power of Feisu's soul was swallowed up and spit out by the divine sword, becoming more condensed. The wisps were like fine golden sand, with a tendency to condense into a solid body.
The golden light of merit fell for a while before it was completely over.
Ning Yi opened his eyes, and wisps of divine light burst out from his pupils, and it took a long time to dissipate.
Looking around, Ning Yi could clearly sense a person standing in front of the door, even through the formation, and could even feel the flow of true energy in that person's body.
The power of Ning Yi's soul has increased dramatically and its quality has changed, which is completely different.
Correspondingly, it also brought about many changes.
Perception is the most obvious among them.
Above Nascent Soul, there is also the realm of refining gods.
For monks in this realm, their souls can leave their bodies and travel thousands of miles in an instant. They can perceive clearly everything large and small within a radius of a hundred miles.
Although Ning Yi is still far away from this realm, the strength of his soul has begun to take shape.
Run the divine treasure and converge the breath.
Ning Yi made a secret to open the formation, pushed the door open and walked out of the practice room.
Sang Zi took a few steps to meet him, walking briskly, like a little girl preparing to show off her beauty. There was a smile on her eyes and eyebrows, and she was in a state of excitement.
Ning Yi was stunned for a moment, this was very abnormal.
The Sangzi in his impression was not like this. Even if he was happy, he acted very indifferently.
"What happened?"
"I succeeded."
Sang Zi said excitedly, and when he saw Ning Yi blinking his eyes blankly, he quickly added: "The medicine, the new medicine is successful. I made the medicine you mentioned, which can make the wound less inflamed."
Ning Yi's body trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning.
In an instant, everything became clear.
The golden light of merit I received was not without reason, but came from the success of Sangzi's new medicine.
The so-called new drugs are antibiotics.
Its appearance will surely rewrite the history of medicine in this world.
From now on, low-cost miracle medicine will be available to the general public. This move will also save countless lives and will continue to do so as time goes by.
Such merit is immeasurable.
"Congratulations, I told you you could do it."
Ning Yi changed his words and asked tentatively: "Is there anything else?"
"Of course there is."
Sang Zi calmed down a lot, nodded with a smile, and said mysteriously: "Guess, besides the success of the new drug, what other gains have I gained."
"Haha, this is not a problem for me."
Ning Yi chuckled and said with great certainty: "This medicinal power will last forever and will benefit all living beings. Such immeasurable achievements will surely be rewarded by heaven and earth, and the merits will be felt in the body."
"Merit?"
Sang Zi blinked his eyes and shook his head slightly.
Ning Yi was stunned for a moment. He guessed wrong. How could it be possible?
As an inspirer, he has received countless merits and virtues. As the first contributor to the advent of new medicines, Sangzi will definitely receive far more merits than him.
But from the look on Sangzi's face, it was clear that he didn't get it.
"It's a magic trick."
Sang Zi's eyes were bright and he said softly: "After the new drug was successful, I suddenly had an idea, fell into an epiphany, and gained something."
The golden light of merit can transform all things.
What you see is what you see.
Ning Yi suddenly realized that he was in urgent need of divine soul power, and the golden light of merit turned into divine soul.
What Sang Zi wants is to step into the Immortal Avenue.
Therefore, the reward of heaven and earth is enlightenment.
The mystery of the Great Dao is really awe-inspiring. The more you understand, the more insignificant you feel.
"This is worthy of great congratulations."
Ning Yi was also happy for Sang Zi, who found his own way to practice it, stepped into its door, and found the path to the true immortal.
"Um."
Sang Zi nodded and said: "I will tell you after I finish sorting out the harvest. Speaking of celebrations, my master has several jars of good wine. Please wait a moment, I will go and come back."
Sang Zi’s teacher is none other than Dan Chenzi, the dean of Dan Dao Academy.
A great monk in the Nascent Soul Realm has a profound cultivation level, and his good wine collection must be the best in the world.
Just listening to Sang Zi's words, Ning Yi's stomach bug was already howling.
Jixia Academy, Alchemy Academy.
There is a thatched house, ivy, and a peach tree with a towering crown, branches as thick as dragon claws, and green leaves, shining with precious light.
Six or seven green peaches are hidden among the branches and leaves. The breeze blows, and the fruits move with the wind, and the flash of treasure is breathtaking.
Under the peach tree, there is a rough stone chessboard.
Two old men, one in green and one in white robe, black and white, each holding one.
Suddenly, the old man in white robe frowned slightly and looked towards a spiritual spring not far away from the small courtyard. After looking at it twice, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.
The old man in green laughed loudly, pointed his finger at the white robe, and said with a smile: "Old Dan Chen, you also have today. You have hidden that Qianji brew for a hundred years, and I offered you a magic weapon in exchange, but you refused. Now okay.
It was taken away by my own disciple in vain, and it was an advantage for others."