Although Bai Gu was seriously injured at this time, he was extremely weak and did not have much spiritual power in his body.
But he is very aware of his current situation.
He broke through.
He is now in the spirit-casting realm, the true spirit-casting realm.
Before the coma, he was only trapped in the peak Soul-Enlightening Realm. When he woke up, he was in the Soul-Forging Realm? Jump to two small realms in a row?
Have you eaten both the perfect soul-enlightening realm and the half-step spirit-casting realm?
Bai Gu was lying on the bed, reluctantly raising a finger, seeing a trace of fluorescent light on his fingertips, and couldn't help but sigh.
Open the soul and open the meridians, cast the soul and lock the soul.
As the name suggests, the soul-enlightening realm is to open up the meridians and acupoints in various parts of the body, nourish spiritual power, and pave the way for future practice. As for the spirit-casting realm, it is necessary to fill the meridians, acupoints, and dantian qi palaces that are opened throughout the body with spiritual power, and to lock the spiritual power in it and condense it into a spiritual power cyclone.
This process is called Lingsuo, and it is also the most important thing on the path of spiritual practice.
The spiritual yin is divided into seven colors: white, blue, purple, red, gold, purple gold and transparent.
The spiritual color directly reflects the talent of the practitioner. There are six spiritual colors. The worst white is the standard spiritual color for first- and second-level talents. Starting from red, it is the standard spiritual color for top geniuses. The purple-gold color is an unparalleled color of the genius spirit. Even a person with a talent as high as the ninth level will find it difficult to appear purple-gold when he condenses the spirit essence for the first time.
As for the transparent colorless grade, it exists in legends and appears only a handful of times. It is called the impossible spiritual color.
Although the spiritual color can be improved through subsequent practice and the opportunity of elixirs, such spiritual color cannot be compared with the first condensed spiritual color.
The gap cannot be made up by hard work.
To practice Taoism, tenacity of mind is the most important thing, but talent is also indispensable.
Therefore, the spirit-casting realm is the best place to observe the talent gap and future achievements of cultivators. It is also the place where the bosses can select the "seeds and seedlings".
At this time, in Bai Gu's body's Dantian, a small white cyclone was slowly flowing, only the size of a grain of rice.
White spiritual essence.
Bai Gu gave a bitter smile, "You are indeed a second-class talent, you really didn't disappoint me!"
In fact, as early as when Jiugui confessed to Bai Gu that the latter's talent was only second-level, Bai Gu had a premonition that his future cultivation path would not be easy. In addition, Wang Xizhou and Duan Qie had talked to Bai Gu about cultivation before and after, so Bai Gu was more prepared.
But he was still lucky.
What if, what if I'm really lucky enough to become a blue soul?
After all, second-level talents have a great chance of condensing blue spiritual essence.
It's a pity that Bai Gu doesn't have such luck.
Bai Gu felt the spiritual power flowing in the spirit-casting realm within his body. It was indeed much stronger than the soul-enlightening realm, and the taste was much better than that of the soul-enlightening realm.
I can finally take off the hat of being a scumbag in the soul-enlightening realm.
Although he is not very powerful now, he can be considered a master in some small places.
Bai Gu was temporarily satisfied.
Only temporarily.
Regarding the future, Bai Gu will definitely not stop here.
Bai Gu's goal... no matter what, he must be a swordsman, right?
My master is a swordsman, so I can't let him disgrace me.
Although Jiugui was not a good master, he was still the one who taught him the method of cultivation and the way to survive. Bai Gu was still very grateful to Jiugui in his heart.
However, a drunkard is really stingy when he is stingy, and he still needs to be scolded.
Bai Gu took out a Sumeru bead, held it between his two fingers, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
This is the Sumeru Bead that my alcoholic master asked Mr. Wu to give to him. There are restrictions set on it, and it can only be opened when Bai Gu's spiritual realm is perfected.
The soul of the cast soul lock is divided into seven colors and has nine levels of climbing.
Dantian, 365 acupuncture points, 7 orifices, 36 major meridians, 72 extraordinary meridians, 108 passes, 81 spiritual mansions, human beings holding heavenly spirits, and five poles The spiritual spring and the central essence in the chest, every time the condensed spiritual essence fills up a part, it is promoted to one level.
After the ninth level, there are still two small stages, peak and perfection, before you can get a glimpse of the threshold of the third realm of Kuxuan.
The drunkard opened his mouth to let Bai Gu reach the perfection of the Soul Casting Realm in order to break through the restrictions and open the Sumeru Bead. If the Sumeru Pearl is not reached the perfection of the Soul Casting Realm next time they meet, he will take back the Sumeru Bead.
Isn’t this just embarrassing people!
Bai Gu has just entered the Spirit Casting Realm for the first time. He is not even at the first level of the Spirit Casting Realm. He doesn't know how long it will take to reach perfection.
Bai Gu twitched the corner of his mouth.
If you don't want to give me something, you don't have to give it to me. There's no need to do this to me!
Who knows when you will suddenly appear, take away the Sumeru Pearl, say a few belittling words, and then walk away?
Bai Gu believed that drunkards would do such things.
Because that's who he is.
Absolutely!
Now that Bai Gu saw this Sumeru bead, he remembered the drunkard's sloppy appearance and his face that needed a beating, and couldn't help but feel angry.
Now he doesn't know how to judge whether such a master is good or bad.
The advantage is obvious. As a disciple of the Sword Immortal, as long as you don't meet people from the fifth realm of the world, or some desperadoes, you can basically walk sideways.
The disadvantages are also obvious. With such an irritating master, sooner or later he will be so angry that his body will be broken. It is not worth it.
Bai Gu quickly calculated in his mind, and then he was very satisfied with the conclusion reached after comparing the two.
It’s really not worthwhile to worship this master.
Even a little bit of a loss.
Because the reputation of drunkards, especially among those big sects and families, doesn’t seem to be very good?
A fatwa was also issued to the drunkard.
What if those people were targeting me before I became stronger?
Thinking of this, Bai Gu felt even more at a loss.
If I had known earlier, I would not have accepted this guy as my master. The more I thought about it, the more I would be at a loss!
Bai Gu cursed in his heart, then put away the Sumeru beads, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
He wants to rest now and not lose his temper.
Bai Gu had only been in coma for a few days after returning from Jiaoyue Mountain, and he woke up before dawn this morning.
But he didn't get up immediately.
One is that Bai Gu found that there was a faint red light surrounding his body - it was a light barrier that blocked his breath, so Bai Gu was not in a hurry.
The other one, he is so weak now, there is a feeling of weakness in his bones, and he can't even think about it. Just raising a finger was something Bai Gu managed to do with a lot of effort.
He now wants to sit up and needs support to do so.
But he doesn't want others to know he's awake just yet.
Including Bai Xiaoxiao.
Bai Gu himself couldn't explain the reason, he simply didn't want others to know his current situation.
Maybe... you want to be alone?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Bai Gu seemed to have found a reason to prevaricate others, and he finally felt better.
Bai Gu's shoulders were completely close to the bed board and he let out a sigh of relief.
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Outside the Lin's Ancestral Hall in Mingqiu, the long sword in Lin Xiu's hand had long been broken, and there was a wound on his body from his left shoulder to his lower right rib, with white bones visible.
Lin Xiu was lying on the ground, her breath was weak, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, and Lin Xiu's clothes were soon stained with blood.
Lin Xiu's eyes were full of shock and fear.
If his nephew hadn't stopped in time, that sword would have been enough to cut him in two!
Has he become so powerful now when he was just a young man in the third level of Kuxuan?
The strength of the Sword Immortal is indeed well-deserved!
"Xianyu, are you in the seventh realm now?" Lin Xiu said with a bitter smile.
The drunkard held his wooden sword at an angle and answered the question incorrectly. "The power of the sword I just struck was from the Six Realms."
Lin Xiu looked in disbelief, "Impossible! This sword formation can stop the Sixth Realm Sword Immortal. If you are only in the Dao realm now, how could it be broken by your sword?"
The drunkard snorted, with a sarcastic tone in his tone, "This sword formation can indeed stop the sword immortals of the Sixth Realm, but that is the ancestor's business, what does it have to do with you?"
Lin Xiu's face showed bitterness and surprise, "So it turns out that we are blinded by a leaf."
"The main reason is that you are too weak, you are too self-respecting, you think highly of yourself, and you are unwilling to communicate with other forces. The senior members of the clan are just a bunch of losers, and they are also self-righteous. This has led to the decline of swordsmanship in the clan." The drunkard glanced down at the lying body. Lin Xiu glanced at the person on the ground and said, "There are really capable people who don't do anything. Grandpa is already old and needs to find an opportunity to break through. The affairs of the clan can only be left to those losers. If this is left to ten Years ago, there was no need for me to take action, grandpa would have punished these worms who were not doing their job properly!"
Lin Xiu turned her head away, not daring to look at the drunkard again.
"Do you know what people outside call you, the second in command of the Lin family?"
Lin Xiu's eyes were filled with sadness, "The bell-ringer is a sleeping goose."
The drunkard sneered, "So you know? I thought you, my second uncle, lived far away in the mountains and didn't know anything about the world."
"I just don't want to point the tip of my sword at my tribe."
"Those moths, do they deserve the surname Lin?" The drunkard snorted coldly, his eyes sweeping across the group of trembling Lin clan members like knives, full of contempt, "Lin from the Mingqiu Lin clan, can anyone have the surname now? Then I’m really ashamed to have the same last name as these scum!”
The sad look on Lin Xiu's face became even worse, "My family is in decline and my swordsmanship is in the doldrums. It makes me heartbroken to see it. I also want to turn the tide, but it's just a drop in the bucket with my own efforts."
"Not doing it and doing it is useless are two different things." The drunkard glanced at Lin Xiu again. Just when he was about to say more, he felt something and stopped talking.
The drunkard suddenly turned his head and looked at the ancestral hall behind him, with a rare look of panic on his face.
The afternoon sun was warm, shining on everyone, making them feel a little itchy.
Behind the door of the inner hall, the old man sat on a futon in the middle, holding the jade gallstone in his hands and resting on his feet.
The old man had a warm smile radiating from his body.
There were fine snowflakes falling from the sky, like a thin thread breaking. A piece of fluff that was originally hovering above spun around in the air for a few times before finally falling to the ground.
Return to peace.
The snow in spring is warm, but with a biting coldness.
The drunkard couldn't help but shudder.
