The waves surged into the sky, and the surrounding aura of heaven and earth crazily poured into this vacuum zone, bringing a strong storm. When it hit the towering mountains, it made a high and low moan, as if playing an elegy.
"Island owner..."
"Lord Cang Python?"
The demons stared blankly at the battlefield. The bolide-like magical power that day still vaguely appeared in their memories, and the roar of the shocking body that was 10,000 meters long was still in their ears.
"How is it possible? The island owner is sweeping across the sea, and the invincible Yu Nei cannot possibly fall like this!"
There are demon cultivators who use magic power to stimulate themselves in an attempt to prove that this is just an illusion.
"The island owner has fallen, what should we do?"
More demon cultivators looked panicked. They were all cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Island. Now that the island owner is suppressed, the form of Ten Thousand Demons Island will inevitably undergo huge changes!
Without the island owner's deterrence, if the six Nascent Soul elders on the island fight, they will all be killed.
"The power that Cang Mang Yuanjun just exerted was definitely the perfection of Yuanying! The person with the bounty on his head is the pill-forming monk? Even ghosts don't believe it!"
After seeing Wu Shiying being suppressed, the demon cultivators who fished in troubled waters no longer had any scruples, and began to curse and vent their inner fears.
"Zhenhai! This man's magical power is so strong that he is invincible when he transforms into a god!" Some of the monks sighed.
Many people bowed to the mountains in the distance, set up escape lights, and fled as fast as possible.
The owner of Ten Thousand Demon Islands threatens the sea for hundreds of thousands of miles, and his cultivation is unfathomable, but he is still suppressed under the mountain peak. All the monks knew that in the chaotic sea, another great monk who could not be provoked was born.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the strange mountain. His originally smooth skin became extremely rough, with traces of cracks on it.
These cracks are extremely small and light, and can be ignored if you don't pay attention. But as long as you look carefully, you will find that they are everywhere, as if they have replaced the texture of the skin, disappearing and growing again.
This is the price for borrowing the power of the strange mountain.
Its power was simply too vast. The huge force that had been nurtured for millions of years only flowed through his body for a moment, leaving him with indelible scars.
These scars are the concrete manifestation of damage to the soul. As long as an ordinary monk has one, it is the result of at least several decades of seclusion. Only Lin Yuan can bear these countless scars through Shenhe Daodao.
“If you don’t break, you won’t stand.”
In Lin Yuan's eyes, which were also full of cracks, a deep light lay dormant in the depths, and the aura on his body became more and more ethereal.
Time passed slowly.
One day, a strange man teleported around the strange mountain.
It looked fearfully at the edge of the forest on the mountain peak, but did not get closer. Instead, it took out a purple disk and cast a Taoist spell.
An hour later, a wisp of green aura rose up from the disk. The man's expression relaxed and he teleported away again.
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Soon, five more monks came here one after another. They were both male and female. They all watched from a distance for a while, then bowed to Lin Yuan and chose to leave.
Lin Yuan half-closed his eyes and ignored the arrival of the six demons.
Since they didn't cause trouble, he was happy to have peace of mind.
At every moment, he is in a state of harmony with the Tao, comprehending the Tao and refining his soul.
The strange mountain is innately weird, and the soul that has been around for thousands of years is too huge. Lin Yuan wanted to use it for his own use, which was like dancing on a tightrope. If he was not careful, his soul might collapse and everything would become empty.
This is an extremely crazy move, and I am afraid that only Lin Yuan in the world has the conditions and courage to do it.
Wu Shiying was indeed suppressed!
The six elders personally confirmed the news. Without alerting anyone, they met for a fight on a sea area.
No one knows the outcome of the fight. They only know that after the six elders came back, they each took away a part of Ten Thousand Demons Island.
The Ten Thousand Demon Island, which threatened the sea for hundreds of thousands of miles, fell apart in an instant, and the Six Heavenly Demon Sect Alliance took over its original territory.
With the establishment of the alliance, the area where Lin Yuan was located was also explicitly designated as a forbidden sea by the six sect leaders, and no one from the sect was allowed to approach!
Lin Yuan is also revered as "Zhenhai Yuanjun" by many demons. The peak beneath him is also considered to be one of the most powerful magic weapons in the Nascent Soul stage, "Zhenhai Peak" because of his feat of holding the sea and flying into the sky.
There is no calm in the sea of chaos.
Ten years have passed since Lin Yuan suppressed Wu Shiying. During this period of time, many sects were established and many others perished.
Cheating, killing, and robbing, many monks came to the peak at the edge of the forest during the fight. The result, without exception, was turned into the "Sea Viewing Stone" on the edge of the peak.
The incredibly tyrannical soul tightly restrained everything about them. Facing the sea, bits and pieces of the tyrannical will separated by Lin Yuan penetrated into their bodies.
This is Lin Yuan's new method. Use these imprisoned monks to digest the will he separated from the strange mountain soul, thereby speeding up his transformation into the strange mountain soul.
Roar!
A majestic sound like a snake or a dragon came from the deep sea, frightening the seagulls on the strange mountain and flying away.
"What is this sound?"
A red-haired monk shuddered all over and said uneasily.
An old monk with haggard eyes looked at him and gloated:
"You're new here."
"I was chasing an enemy today, and ended up accidentally entering this strange mountain."
The red-haired monk said politely, he was confused about the current situation. It couldn't be better that this person is willing to answer.
"That's Cang Mang Yuanjun, the owner of Ten Thousand Demon Islands!" said the old monk.
"Cang Mang Yuan, Yuanjun?"
The red-haired monk's eyes widened. Yuan Jun was a title reserved only for great masters in the Nascent Soul stage! His lifelong dream is to become a Yuanjun!
"Yes, the strange mountain that imprisons us is Zhenhai Peak. It has been suppressing Cang Mang Yuanjun for eleven years. If nothing happens, it will continue to suppress him. Be prepared, we will also be imprisoned forever."
The old monk sighed and pointed forward with his long tongue that could still move.
The red-haired monk looked along and found that there were many monks standing in front of him.
Because they were so close to the beach, they were covered with seaweed and shells, so he didn't even notice them for a while.
"Hey, how long have you been imprisoned for?"
"According to one of the early comers in Zuihua, the earliest of them was the same as Cang Mang Yuanjun, who came eleven years ago."
The red-haired monk was horrified, with deep regret and despair rising in his heart.
He shouldn't have gone after that damn monk!
"eleven years."
The conversation between the two aroused Lin Yuan's thoughts. His cultivation speed was too fast. From refining Qi to forming elixirs, it only took about four years, which was less than a retreat for ordinary monks.
These eleven years have been a long time for him.
"But it's still very early, transforming into a baby..."
Lin Yuan's body has grown much taller. Although the cracks on his skin have faded to the point where they are almost invisible, they are even rougher and reveal a faint gray-black color blown by the sea breeze.
He calmed down, his body was as silent as a rock, and part of his soul came to the strange mountain.
Through the sight of the strange mountain, Lin Yuan clearly saw Wu Shiying on the seabed.
The Qingtian Dharma Appearance has long since disappeared. The broken snake body is curled around a furnace, struggling to hold up a space for its head to breathe.
But even so, the strange mountain is still pressing down at an extremely slow speed.
The mighty Nascent Soul, which once dominated the sea, has lost its life like a candle in the wind.
"Lin Yuan, I have attacked you before, and you have suppressed me for eleven years. As monks, all we strive for is to ascend to the upper world and live forever. I am willing to make a contract with heaven. As long as you let me go, I will Offer Nascent Soul Pill and other treasures to help fellow Taoists climb the path to immortality!"
Wu Shiying sensed Lin Yuan's arrival and spoke quickly.
Although it doesn't know what Lin Yuan's current state is, it is certain that Lin Yuan must not have entered the Nascent Soul stage.
The most notable feature of a Nascent Soul monk, apart from the Nascent Soul within his body, is his control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Monks who practice water magic can control water aura within a certain range after entering Nascent Soul, while those who practice fire can control fire aura.
This kind of control cannot be hidden. When a Yuanying monk appears, the aura of heaven and earth will spontaneously support him. This is also the reason why Yuanying monks are respectfully called "Yuanjun".
It has been under the mountain for eleven years and has never sensed the support of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, Lin Yuan must still be a pill-forming monk now.
As long as you are a pill-forming monk, it is impossible to resist the Nascent Soul Pill. A Nascent Soul Pill can increase the chance by 50%, causing a commotion every time it appears. It was just by chance that I got one.
"Not interested. But if you have any Nascent Soul Technique, I can make the mountain fall slower."
Lin Yuan said unmoved.
He did not follow the path of breaking the pill to form a baby, and the Nascent Soul Pill was almost useless to him. On the contrary, the Nascent Soul Technique can inspire his thoughts and make his journey to transform into a baby faster and smoother.
"Nascent Soul Technique? It's okay, as long as you make it..."
Before Wu Shiying finished speaking, Lin Yuan left decisively.
The prisoner didn't seem to understand his situation yet, but Lin Yuan would make him understand.
Another year passed, and Wu Shiying became weaker and weaker. After seeing the reality clearly, it handed Lin Yuan a Nascent Soul Technique and asked Lin Yuan for a Yuan-Returning Pill.
Lin Yuan sat on the mountain peak, his body covered with dust.
In the sea of consciousness, black and red souls surged, and Mo Chuan curled up into a ball, closing all the senses and falling silent below.
Lin Yuan's soul is covered with golden Xianxuanzuowangsutra runes, like a mainstay, standing firmly in the center, constantly assimilating the black and red soul.
Compared with the beginning, Lin Yuan had successfully transformed into half of Weishan Yuanshen. However, at the current stage, Weishan Yuanshen also sensed the crisis. The Yuanshen hugged tightly and resisted Lin Yuan's assimilation.
"Resisting now? It's too late." Lin Yuan smiled.
His soul opened a big mouth, and he took the initiative to tear off a large piece of Weishan's soul and swallowed it. After a while, Lin Yuan injected the assimilated soul into the strange mountain and attacked the strange mountain soul again.
The days passed like this.
During this period, the Julang Sect came to rescue the monks who accidentally entered this place. As a result, the entire sect was imprisoned here, including the sect leader who was already in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
The destruction of the Julang Sect completely destroyed the name of Zhenhai Yuanjun, and the hundred-mile radius of Zhenhai Peak became a truly forbidden sea. Everyone knows that this Yuanjun will not listen to your explanation. Once you come in, don't even think about getting out.
Wu Shiying was still unable to withstand the suppression after all, and his broken soul was absorbed into the strange mountain by Lin Yuan, which strengthened his foundation a bit again.
Without Wu Shiying, Lin Yuan even forgot about time and devoted himself to transforming the baby.
Gradually, Lin Yuan felt that he had really turned into a strange mountain. He could feel every stream of water passing through the holes in his body, and he could also appreciate the whine of the sea breeze blowing through his body.
The strange mountain started drifting again.
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"Master, master! It's not good, it's not good!"
On Shishan Island, a sword light landed in panic on the tallest building.
"Ming Gu, as the senior brother of my Shishan Sect, why are you so irritable?" the middle-aged monk scolded while holding the spirit tea.
"Master, Zhenhaifeng is drifting towards us!" Minggu said anxiously, gesturing with his hands.
puff!
The middle-aged monk squirted out a mouthful of tea and quickly flew out with his sword to check the situation.
In the sea fog, a huge shadow was drifting towards their island.
"It's really it! Quick, tell the people to evacuate!"
The middle-aged man threw out a string of teleportation symbols, feeling both panicked and thankful in his heart.
The direction Zhenhai Peak is heading is not the main Shishan Island, but the connected Xiaojiao Island.
After a period of confusion, all the monks took most of their things and evacuated Xiaojiao Island, and then observed from a distance.
boom!
All kinds of restrictions were instantly shattered, emitting a dazzling aura. The spiritual energy fluctuated violently, the earth and rocks exploded, and the Xiaojiao Island with a radius of seven or eight miles fell into pieces.
Everyone in Shishan Sect watched it go away in shock.
"Lucky, lucky! It was just passing by."
The head of Shishan Sect kept wiping away cold sweat.
"However, Zhenhai Peak actually moved. Where does Zhenhai Yuanjun want to go?"
The middle-aged monk suppressed the doubts in his heart and organized his disciples to clean up the mess.
Lin Yuan has now completely assimilated the soul of Weishan and successfully completed the "assimilation" step in transforming into an infant.
Regarding the birth of a baby, Lin Yuan also had an idea.
Compared to his main body soul, the amount of the strange mountain soul is much larger.
Just like the formation of a pearl, it is just because there is a grain of dust in the center.
What Lin Yuan has to do now is to condense his soul into a nucleus, throw it into the strange mountain, and complete the in vitro fertilization.
Because most of the soul left the body and entered the strange mountain, and began the ignorant process of childbirth, Lin Yuan's consciousness became groggy, as if he was drunk.
Fortunately, he still remembered the direction of the teleportation array, and the huge Zhenhai Peak drifted all the way north.
Three years later.
One morning, the mountain shook violently, and Zhenhai Peak stopped in the north.
The cold wind howled with snowflakes, and blue ice shadows could be faintly seen on the white ground.
Lin Yuan's eyes showed a strange light, and there was finally a smile on his petrified face.
"To the polar glacier."
Lin Yuan shook off the dirt and weeds on his body, stood up for the first time, and teleported from the center of the mountain to the edge of the mountain.
Click.
He took a step and stepped on the snow. Looking at the end of the earth from a distance.
Unexpectedly, the group in the Hanhai Secret Realm would be wandering for many years. I don’t know how everyone is doing.
The faces of Yin Jiu, Zhang Xianwen, Sun Hongyuan and others appeared in Lin Yuan's mind, and he sighed quietly.
But soon, soon he will be able to go back. Presumably the master's expression at that time must have been wonderful when he saw that he had reached the Nascent Soul.
