Take your current state as an example.
The master of the Yuan Hua Realm condensed the Yuan Shen's afterbirth, or more appropriately said, he cultivated the Yuan Shen within the Yuan Shen's afterbirth, but Xiaoye's current situation is rare in ancient times and modern times.
The body is controlled by the immortal true spirit, but the soul bred in the divine palace is temporarily replaced by Xiao Qi. This has to make Qingyun extremely cautious.
After all, if Xiao Qi gets out of trouble in the future, he doesn't want his future cultivation path to be cut off because he has lost his soul. This idea can be said to have worried and scared Qingyun for a long time.
He couldn't directly ask Lao Shitou what to do, but the other party heard a hint of fear in his words, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice:
"But are you worried that the soul's afterbirth has condensed too much and that you won't be able to break through to the state of concentration?"
Hearing these words, Qingyun knew that Old Shitou would be wrong, but he did not defend himself. He just nodded with a wry smile and said:
"Forget it...let it go."
"What is your current level of cultivation?"
"First level of Yuan Hua Realm!"
As for the second half of the sentence, "No need to ask, this old fool!", the young man naturally did not dare to say it out loud.
"You only have so little cultivation, so you have nothing to worry about!"
Not to mention, this old man's attitude when he talks is a bit like Xiao Qi, so he deserves a beating just like him.
But when the conversation changed, Lao Shitou's voice began to become firm and suppressed.
"My generation of monks never follow heaven. Cultivation is the path that goes against heaven."
"really."
Qingyun nodded with emotion.
"Well, with each level of the soul's afterbirth condensed, it becomes more difficult to break through to the state of concentration. This is the sky and the Tao, which are obstacles to monks like me on the way to seek truth. But once we succeed, our future strength will be And the potential will be powerful and vast."
This was the first time Qingyun heard these different words.
"It's like a ten-month pregnancy. Which baby is more likely to survive and be healthier after birth, whether premature or full-term?"
"Of course it's full term!"
"Yes, in fact, not to mention the Yuan Hua Realm, it is the Spiritual Induction Realm, Hundred Meridians Realm, and even the final Return to Spirit Realm. Which one does not have many obstacles, and which one does not have the choice of life and death again and again?"
Qingyun tilted his head and thought about it. Qilin Qiu was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like crazy. Xiao Qi helped him open up all the meridians in his body in advance. His eldest sister's Ming Yu Qing Qi helped him to advance rapidly. He lived in the first two realms quite comfortably.
But what if it were someone else?
Didn't Yao Pofeng, who was in the Yuan Hua realm back then, go through a narrow escape after swallowing a mere wall-breaking pill before he exploded the seal and cultivated again?
What does this little difficulty of my own, no, the little difficulty that I haven’t even figured out my horoscope mean?
Not to mention the fact that Xiao Qi once preached that one's soul would fly away as soon as he entered the Yuan Dynasty. Didn't he also go through such a life-and-death disaster? Didn't he even create an immortal true spirit?
But what I don’t know is that the so-called immortal true spirits refer to the souls of the high-ranking true spirits of the previous era. They do not follow the principles of condensing the soul in this world, but through continuous tempering of the body, the soul becomes Become one with the body and achieve the supreme true body.
Perhaps on the surface, the Immortal True Spirit and the Yuanshen are similar existences. They are like one body and two sides, which are even simpler and easier to form. They are both a transformation of the soul's spirituality to reach a very strong and extremely high state.
But at a deeper level, the two are not only completely different, but the number of true spirits who have cultivated immortal true spirits is a drop in the ocean compared to the number of monks who have cultivated souls in this world.
In fact, it is because if you want to cultivate an immortal true spirit, you must have an extremely powerful bloodline as a backing. However, monks in this world do not pay attention to the cultivation of the physical body, and humans have long lost the idea of bloodline.
Of course, some of the rules that humans since ancient times have tried to break are the so-called theory of blood, but the most important thing is the different attitudes of true spirits and monks towards the physical body.
As mentioned before, monks in this world may use their bodies as shackles and tools, but the creatures in the previous life used them as treasures and support.
Although we have the same goal, we have different paths.
However, at the beginning, ordinary true spirits, such as Yan Hua, after combining their souls with their bodies, could only be regarded as immortal at best, or difficult to kill, but could not be called immortal.
Just like Xiao Qi and Tianlong, even though they have lost their physical bodies now, they can still keep a little bit of their true spirit immortal.
However, Yan Huo was reduced to only a phantom, parasitizing on the demon cultivators of the Kuimu Wolf Clan. This is the biggest difference between high-level true spirits and ordinary true spirits.
But in other words, including old guys like Xiao Qi and Tian Long, when the era ends, how many people can say that they are completely immortal?
In fact, today's monks will encounter similar problems after they have reached an extremely high level of practice, but these are things for another time.
Xiao Qi's immortal true spirit is the most advanced and powerful existence. In a sense, its bloodline carries the attribute of devouring. It is precisely because of this that it was not afraid of killing thousands of people. Thousands of karma wrapped around the body.
Even if there is only a drop of essence and blood left after being beaten by Tianlong, relying on the immortal true spirit to swallow the spiritual energy can still preserve the bloodline and regain a new life after tens of millions of years!
Therefore, judging from the fact that the immortal true spirit and bloodline can survive together, Xiao Qi's situation may be better than that of Tianlong, who only has the remaining soul.
It's just that all of these, including the various dangers he experienced in the Thirty-three Realms, were not something that the comatose Qingyun could understand.
Without Xiao Qi's bit by bit calculations and plans, as well as various chances and coincidences, not to mention cultivating the immortal true spirit, the soul would be scattered in the blink of an eye!
The blood toad moon essence, the remnant soul of the heavenly dragon, the bamboo and stone sword, and even the hidden front and the white-clothed power with the chaotic face are all interrelated and indispensable, and the slightest difference will lead to death.
But what Lao Shitou said next made Qingyun almost vomit blood:
"But, I think that with your kid's qualifications, it's not a big problem to condense the nine-layer soul's afterbirth and then break through, but the key point is..."
These words immediately made the young master’s ears stretch out, and he quickly asked:
"What? What's the point?"
"Well, your kid's physique is very strange. The unformed soul should be very weak, but the spiritual power hidden in it is so powerful that even I can't see through it, so..."
"So you should tell me quickly!"
Qingyun hated the way this old man showed off like Xiao Qi the most.
"Haha, it's nothing. According to my speculation, you may need to spend more resources than others. After all, your strong Qi and blood means that your physical body is also extremely powerful. I really don't understand how a mere Changchun Kung can destroy your foundation. Hit it so thickly?”
"Just tell me how much it will cost!"
The young man asked through gritted teeth.
"It's not much, just a hundred and eighty times more than ordinary people. Of course, if you are willing to become my master, I will bear all the expenses for you, master."
Phew~
Qingyun fainted.
After talking about the realm, there are naturally techniques, such as the Nine-curved Sword Sutra.
It's not that Qingyun hasn't thought about working hard on this sword scripture. After all, he can improve the half-broken bamboo and stone swordsmanship, but whether it's Xiao Qi, Xiao Luo, Yao Pofeng and other Yuan Hua realm monks, they can't do anything about it. The reviews on this technique are all surprisingly consistent.
"Lese!"
This was still the case even after he once cultivated the Seven Sword Qi, for no other reason than:
So complete.
Yes, it is too complete. From mental skills to body skills to sword skills, this set of sword scriptures covers almost all needs. However, it is precisely because of its completeness that once it is modified, it will affect the whole body.
Apart from Bai Zhizheng, this sword scripture is probably the best he can play now, but this also made the young man wonder if Bai Zhizheng was trying to trick him.
But after all, Lao Shitou is an expert in the Concentration Realm, and his views are extremely different from those of the "big guys" in the Yuanhua Realm:
"Well, this set of sword scriptures can be said to be both successful and complete, but it is based on a clever approach. It is intended to make up for the shortcomings of those below the Yuan Hua realm who cannot use spiritual power to break the body or transform the body."
Looking at Lao Shitou sitting cross-legged and making serious comments, Qingyun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. At this time, Lao Shitou rarely exuded in his eyes the aura of "master style".
"If you want to change, you have to find another way."
"Please ask senior for advice!"
Qingyun said with gleaming eyes, "Nonsense. Although the Magic Sword of the Heavens is strong, according to this terrifying spiritual energy consumption rate, it cannot withstand his squandering a few moves at the moment."
"Haha, why do you have such a good attitude when you ask me for advice?"
"Well…"
The young man is speechless.
"Since one hair affects the whole body, it's better to change the angle and remove the whole body but leave one hair alone."
"oh?"
"I'm just giving you an idea, and I'll leave the rest to you."
Gently stroking his long beard, the old stone smiled and said nothing.
"Not bad."
A few days later, looking at the light red spiritual blade on Qingyun's fingertips, which was as thin as hair, Lao Shitou's face burst into a heartfelt smile, and the young master was also filled with surprise.
For Qingyun, Lao Shitou's words can really be said to be the shining light, or the finishing touch.
"Since the nine rays of sword light are more agile than powerful, I will give up all the bells and whistles and combine them into one!"
This spiritual blade was condensed with Qingyun's nine sword rays, and was then repeatedly fired and tempered with the karmic fire attribute contained in the immortal true spirit before it was formed.
Originally, each sword light had an ordinary sword length after breaking through the body, but after Old Shitou's guidance, Qingyun gave up a series of previous matters such as martial arts, body skills, and even the maintenance of the sword light.
Especially when he thought of his experience when he first entered the spiritual practice, in order to save his life and use a hairpin knife to sneak attack the enemy, he crazily compressed and recast the nine spiritual powers.
In the end, this red spiritual blade was formed that was as slender as a hair, but powerful enough to break gold and crack stones!
Of course, the cost of doing this is not small.
It was almost equivalent to completely abolishing the Nine-curved Sword Scripture that he had practiced for many years. Qingyun could only pray to God in his heart, praying that the power would satisfy him.
"Huh? This is it?"
"What's wrong, Mr. Shi?!"
Old Shitou's square face changed from admiration and satisfaction at first to suddenly frowning and paying attention. This change of expression made the young man's heart beat fast. He was afraid that he would become more cheerful and useless, so he asked quickly.
"Okay, okay, very good!"
However, after staring at the red spirit blade, Old Shitou said three good words in a row, and then threw his head back and laughed, which made Qingyun's heart go straight up and down, and he wanted to beat this old guy violently.
