"I don't know if this 'Qingyun' has anything to do with Qian Yizong."
Zhou Xing was going to practice the technique on the golden page, which was for tempering the soul. He thought it would be difficult to see, and he could try to activate the talisman.
"Star Points Shining Soul Sutra!"
This is an unknown skill. By separating the soul origin from the soul body, and hanging it high in the soul space, like the stars in the sky - soul stars, they grow individually, thereby rapidly strengthening the soul.
"It's really crazy." Zhou Xinggan said. If the soul is damaged, the person will become an idiot. If the soul is destroyed, the person will die.
But if you don’t try it, how can you resist it?
Generally speaking, the soul can only be passively enhanced as the monk's realm improves. Once you enter the Lingwu realm, you can use the soul power superficially, but you cannot touch the origin of the soul.
Before, Zhou Xing could only vaguely perceive that there seemed to be such a space in his mind, just like the Dantian, but he had never explored it. Now, following the guidance of the Xingfen Yaohun Sutra, he did not spend much time on it. Consciousness sinks into the soul space.
As soon as he entered it, he felt his eyes go dark. He struggled for a long time before opening his heavy eyelids. There seemed to be some kind of fluid around him, making him feel like he was soaking in water. Occasionally, there were strange brilliance flashing in the distance.
"This is the essence of soul power. I am now - a soul body, so mysterious."
He wandered around in the soul space and found that it had boundaries, perhaps broadening with the strength of the soul power.
"Start practicing!"
As soon as he started to split the soul's origin, a heartbreaking pain hit him, making him almost faint. This was a hundred times more painful than cutting flesh from the body.
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, trying to separate a small group of soul essence in one go, but he lost consciousness before he succeeded.
When he woke up, he endured the severe pain and continued to split the origin of his soul. It was definitely not his style to give up easily...
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xing was already covered in scars, like a porcelain doll with cracks all over his body, which would break when touched. He was extremely weak, but he looked up with a smile, where a dark golden ball of light hung in the sky. Like the brightest star in the night sky.
Splitting out this small group of soul origin is already his limit. If it weren't for a spiritual energy-like substance floating outside the soul space and being absorbed by him, the soul body would have been unable to support it long ago.
"Soul energy!" This is also mentioned on the gold paper. Just as there is spiritual energy in heaven and earth for monks to practice, the enhancement of soul power depends on soul energy.
The Zhou Xingxing Star divided the Soul Meridian to absorb the soul energy. It took three days for the soul body to recover as before. The Soul Star above became more and more brilliant, nearly twice as strong as when it was first separated.
When his consciousness left the soul space, he heard his stomach growl. He hadn't eaten for three days, and he was really hungry as a fourth-level Lingwu man.
Zhou Xing was immersed in cultivation, his strength gradually improved, which was both boring and interesting. In the blink of an eye, the spring breeze blew on his face, and the apricot rain and pear clouds turned into burnt gold and flowing stones, and half a year passed in a hurry.
Jilincheng, Daqi, and even the entire northern Qingzhou hundreds of countries are bustling with excitement. It is everyone's dream to enter the Qianyi Sect. Those who come out of the Qianyi Sect are all well-known strong men.
Wucheng Academy is also selecting students to go to Kongsang City. The seventh-grade spiritual roots pass directly, and the sixth-grade spiritual roots are selected from the strongest ones of the same level except those with seventh-grade spiritual roots. Dalingwu was not even qualified to participate in the selection.
No more than twenty-five years old, fifteen students with seventh-level spiritual roots competed for twelve people from the first level of Lingwu to the third level of Tianwu. A total of twenty-seven people were all those from Wucheng Academy who participated in the selection of Qianyi Sect. students.
On the other side, the Royal Academy selected thirty-five people based on the same criteria. The royal family had already announced to all places that anyone who was interested could sign up. However, there were no good candidates. Only the Prince of Da Qi and other five geniuses joined in.
On this day, the royal family's golden-winged eagle carried sixty-seven Daqi geniuses, as well as strong men from the two major colleges and the royal family, and flew toward Kongsang City in the south.
During the selection process of Qian Yizong, hundreds of countries stopped fighting, and the golden-winged eagle could fly directly over the borders of other countries. After a few days, it finally arrived at Kongsang City!
Kongsang City is located among the lofty mountains. It is two weeks long from east to west and eighty miles wide from north to south. Its area is larger than any city in the Hundred Kingdoms.
This huge city is divided into an outer city and an inner city. The outer city is filled with monks who come from all over the world to explore and experience, merchants who buy and sell cultivation resources, and people who hide their names to avoid their enemies. The inner city has a radius of ten miles and is the Qianyi Sect. This is the residence of the strong. Without permission, those who enter the inner city without permission will be killed without mercy!
When Qi's team flew into the outer city, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people, but no one dared to provoke them. Although Baiguo was in a corner, it also had a celestial realm. How many of them who ran to Kongsang Mountains What about dividing skills? What's more, everyone knows about the selection of Qian Yizong, and whoever dares to cause trouble will bear the wrath of Qian Yizong.
The golden-winged eagle landed in front of the north gate of the inner city. The leader of the Qianyi Sect guarding the city gate immediately stepped forward and asked, "Who is coming?"
An old man with white beard and hair and white eyebrows hanging down to his chin took out a gold sticker and said with a smile: "We are from Daqi and are here to participate in the selection. This is a token."
The commander just glanced at the gold post and did not check it carefully. Instead, he looked at the old man and said, "I remember you. You were the leader of Qi State last time. Come in."
"It's the old man."
This old man is the third grandfather of Emperor Da Qi. His name is Qi Guangliang. He is over a hundred years old. He has been immersed in the realm of celestial phenomena for decades. His strength is even higher than Zhao Chen of Wucheng Academy and Chu Xing of Royal Academy.
Qi Guangliang led everyone into the inner city and soon moved into a compound under the arrangement of the deacon of Qian Yizong.
"The selection will officially begin in three days. During these three days, you all should stay here honestly and don't go out to cause trouble," Qi Guangliang warned everyone, "Our Da Qi is also one of the strongest among the hundreds of countries. Generally speaking, There is no need to pay attention to the small countries. You only need to pay attention to the three countries of Qin, Yan and Zhao. They have always been our strong opponents. In the last selection five years ago, many of our country's geniuses died at their hands!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, but there were always people who disagreed. Qi Guangliang didn't bother to repeat it. The dead turned into withered bones. What kind of genius is that? Who would remember it?
Unexpectedly, trouble came to the door the next day.
"You bastard from Qi, get out of here right now!"
Early in the morning, curses were heard outside the compound where everyone in Qi lived. Those who were close could not hold back and immediately rushed out to teach the insulter a lesson.
There was a sound of fighting outside, and not long after, several Qi disciples flew in covered in blood, lying on the ground and groaning in pain. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.
The people who came over later looked at the door angrily, only to hear a few young men and women in black costumes proudly pointing at the injured and saying: "You trash, hurry up and take away what you stole from me yesterday." Hand over the thieves of spirit beasts, otherwise I will beat them up one by one, and they will be your fate!"
Qi Yuejun stood up and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, your Excellency, to indiscriminately injure our Daqi disciples to this point?"
Those injured were minor injuries, even if their limbs were broken, but their internal organs were shattered, and most of their meridians were damaged. Let alone continue to participate in the selection, there is no telling whether they can recover as before.
It is impossible for Qi Guangliang, Zhao Chen and other powerful celestial beings not to know what is happening here, but they did not come forward, nor did the prince Qi Zegang, so only Qi Yuejun came to preside over it.
"Young master, I won't change my name in office, and I won't change my surname in office, and that's the case for Qin Fei." The person who led the beating said carelessly.
"Qin Fei... from the royal family of the Qin State," Qi Yuejun's eyes narrowed, and he already understood the other party's purpose. He was testing the strength of those who participated in the selection of the Qi State, and it was just a matter of passing that he eliminated a few people.
"A dignified second-level Tianwu realm actually attacked several Lingwu realms. He is worthy of a Qin man who is famous for being despicable and shameless!"
"Hey, you actually saw my realm," Qin Fei didn't care about Qi Yuejun's sarcasm, his eyes scanned Qi Yuejun's sensitive parts unscrupulously, "Beauty, why don't we two have a good discussion?"
"How dare you be rude to the eldest princess, I'll meet you!"
Qi Yuejun combines identity, strength and beauty, and has countless admirers, including many people present who regard him as the lover of their dreams. Seeing Qin Fei's frivolous attitude, an eight-foot-tall second-level Tianwu genius from the Royal Academy roared angrily and hit Qin Fei with a fist as big as a sandbag.
"Well done!" Qin Fei was extremely excited, and all his spiritual energy burst out to seize the opportunity.
The two are equally powerful. Even if Qin Fei doesn't practice martial arts and has a slight upper hand, he still won't be able to win. The two of them became more and more angry, and their spiritual power spread, breaking half of the door.
Qi Yuejun looked at the battle in front of him and was preparing to take action with thunder to severely injure Qin Fei. As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to reciprocate. Qin Fei and others had crippled several Daqi disciples, so she crippled Qin Fei. Several Lingwu realms were replaced by one. In the Tianwu realm, you can make money no matter what.
"That's enough, junior!" A majestic voice came from a distance, "It's okay even if you kill each other during the selection, stop now!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, Qin Fei and the two also stopped fighting in response. The voice came from the city lord's palace. It was a strong man from Qian Yizong. No one dared to disobey.
Qin Fei left everyone with a provocative smile before leaving. Qi Yuejun and others were filled with hatred, but they could not move to keep him.
Everyone was suffocating in their hearts. They must make the Qin people pay a heavy price during the selection.
But Zhou Xing was immersed in cultivation at this time, trying to split a second soul star to bring his soul power to a higher level.
He tried to activate the talisman before, and the talisman responded a little, but still couldn't exert its power. He hoped that the soul power after having two soul stars would be enough.
Beside him, Xiao Huang was already a late-stage second-level spirit beast, with a body length of more than a foot and a wingspan of nearly two feet. Its advancement speed could not be matched by Zhou Xing's horse, and the beast core left to it by its mother had not been exhausted yet. There were signs, but Zhou Xing did not dare to take them out here, so he could only let him hold some spiritual fruits and peck at them.
It seems to be born with the ability to hide its strength, always only showing the level of a first-order spiritual beast, and not attracting attention.
In the courtyard where the Qin people were, Qin Fei was respectfully reporting the situation to a middle-aged man with his hair tied in a bun.
This man was Qin Feng, the leader of Qin State this time. He glanced at the young man sitting on his left and sighed: "It's a pity that Qi Ren's strength was not tested. Qi Zegang did not show up, and Qi Yuejun did not show up." If you don’t take any action, try to avoid them first during the selection process.”
"Why is this necessary?" The young man stood up and said calmly, "Whoever stands in front of me will be swept away!"
In the blink of an eye, the day of selection arrived, and all the teams from various countries had arrived yesterday. Their leaders all told their juniors to be careful and not to conflict with the strong men of Qi, Qin, Yan, and Zhao unless it was absolutely necessary. If you can't fight, run away.
In the square in front of the city lord's palace, more than 2,000 geniuses from hundreds of countries gathered. People from various countries were clearly distinguished and were very wary of people from other countries.
Zhou Xing is also looking around at the geniuses from all over the world. There are not many people who can reach the Tianwu realm. The selection is held every five years, with the age limit of twenty-five. Those with high qualifications can enter the Qianyi Sect long ago and wait until they are almost twenty-five. , this is not the first time for some people to participate. If they are not talented enough, it is not easy to break through to Tianwu.
When more than two thousand people were making noise in the entire square, huge pressure suddenly fell from the sky. Many of the weaker ones were forced to bend down, and the noise stopped abruptly. In the city lord's mansion, a tall man with a beard came out of the air and stood in mid-air in front of everyone.
Around the square, hundreds of monks from the City Lord's Mansion who were at least in the Tianwu realm greeted in unison: "Meet the City Lord!"
"I am Ma Ji, the city lord of Kongsang City. I just took office half a year ago." Looking at the awe-inspiring people below with satisfaction, a rough voice came from the mouth of the bearded man. He did not have the demeanor of a strong man as everyone imagined. "I am I have read the rules for selecting disciples from outside the sect, and they are useless, so this time you will follow my rules!"
The geniuses from hundreds of countries didn't feel anything, but the strong men leading the teams outside were very surprised and whispered, "The selection rules have always been set by the Qian Yizong long ago, and I have never heard of them being changed by the people guarding outside."
"If you dare to change the rules yourself, this person must have an extraordinary status in the Qianyi Sect."
"Every city lord of Kongsang City has been a strong man in the Dharma Body Realm. This new city lord's appearance may look a bit vicissitudes of life, but he is actually extremely young."
"He doesn't seem to be easy to talk to. I hope there won't be any complications."
Ma Ji continued: "This first level is the time it takes to resist a stick of incense under my pressure. Anyone who can still stand will pass."
After the words fell, the expressions of those with lower realms in the field changed. What kind of assessment is this? No matter how talented you are, how can you compare with those who have realm advantages?
However, Ma Ji obviously had no intention of explaining. A more powerful pressure than before emanated from him and enveloped the people below.
"Bigger" is the feeling of Zhou Xing and others who are not low in the realm. As for the feelings before and after the first level of Lingwu, some feel more relaxed, while others are pressed to their knees on the ground.
It’s not a generalization, it’s also related to natural physique and even willpower!
Zhou Xing was calm and composed, standing motionless on the spot, but he was shocked in his heart by Ma Ji's strength. There were more than two thousand people here, and he could control the pressure so well!
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