The purple sun is in the sky, and there is the Yan tribe on the top of the mountain. Yan is sitting on the jade cliff of Lingfeng, surrounded by purple energy. With the bursts of pure Yang energy emitted by the soul in the body, the blood of the physical body is constantly being refined and evolved. With.
Nearly half a year has passed since Yan became the Pure Yang Soul. In the past six months, on the one hand, he has explained the way of Chunyang Yuanshen to the tribesmen, on the other hand, he has also been constantly thinking about and improving his own future path.
By now, Yan has a clear idea about his next stage of training.
Although Yan had given up on the shortcut of becoming an immortal before, this experience allowed him to truly understand the essence of transforming a mortal into an immortal.
As an acquired human race, when the Pure Yang Soul is achieved, its soul actually has the essence of an immortal, but due to the drag of the acquired body, it can only be regarded as a semi-immortal body.
If you want to completely transform into an immortal and live as long as heaven, you must coordinate your physical body with your soul. In other words, your pure Yang soul needs to match your innate immortal body.
What Yan needs to do now is to let his acquired body, which has become a burden, complete a transformation. The acquired body will be born from the acquired body, and the immortal body will be transformed from the mortal body.
In this way, his physical body can be completely matched with the pure Yang spirit, and then the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit can be coordinated and unified, and the transformation can be completed at the same time.
Only then can one's mind be aligned with the Tao and one's body be in harmony with the Tao. Then one's spirit will be the same as that of the Tao, one's lifespan will be as long as the sky, one can invite the bright moon by the side of the green mountain, and swim in the blue sky and descend to the nine places. This is called an immortal.
Time passes slowly, the golden sun of the sun gradually jumps out of the horizon, and the purple light of the morning sun between the sky and the earth becomes lighter and lighter. On the top of the mountain, Yan let out a long breath, a flash of light flashed, and he opened his closed eyes.
"The foundation has been solidified, it's time to leave." He turned around and glanced at the mountaintop dojo that had become more magical in recent years, Yanzui whispered to himself.
But after the path became clear and his cultivation was consolidated, Yan planned to enter the wilderness again and continue his previous journey of catching ghosts.
In the past few years, due to seclusion, Yan Ziran had no time to catch ghosts and monsters, and the Samsara Judge Pen did not stop harassing him.
However, fortunately, many ghosts have been caught in the past few years, which has made the bond between Yan and Lingbao deeper and deeper. They can do some simple communication, and the distance is long, so although they are harassed from time to time, it does not have any impact. His normal practice.
Having made a decision in his heart, Yan did not stay any longer in the tribe. After informing his mother and several younger siblings, he stepped directly towards the Dryad Valley.
At this time, with Yan's almost immortal cultivation and his increasingly sophisticated earth-moving escape skills, the distance of several hundred kilometers could be reached almost instantly.
Dryad Valley, since the passage between this place and the underground secret realm was opened, affected by this, the place began to gradually transform into the Yin Land. Even if the Yanlian Gate later cut off the Yin and Yang, this trend still did not change.
At this time, Yan's footsteps had just landed, and the Yin Ming Qi in the valley seemed to have a spirit, immediately boiling, accompanied by bursts of desire and urging.
"Okay! I understand." Yan shook his head speechlessly, looked at the underground secret realm, and said.
As he spoke, Yan waved the floating dust in his hand, and dozens of ghosts and monsters of different shapes appeared out of thin air in the valley. These ghosts were captured by the five ghosts of the Yu Faction who had been in seclusion for the past few years. Even at this time, there are still many stocks in the dust.
At the same time that Yan released these ghosts, countless black shadows suddenly appeared from the ground, rolled up these ghosts, and then were dragged underground and disappeared before they could react.
Yan looked towards the depths of the underground with a smile, and saw a dark portal standing out of thin air in the earth's veins deep underground.
At this time, the dozens of ghosts that had just disappeared were being tightly entangled by many black shadows that looked like roots extending out of the portal, and they were quickly dragged into the portal and disappeared.
As these ghosts disappeared in the portal, the boiling Yin Qi around them began to calm down, and the eagerness and urging that just surrounded them began to be replaced by joy and satisfaction.
Feeling the joy and satisfaction coming from the Lingbao in the underground secret realm, Yan's heart moved slightly and he suddenly sank underground.
Standing in front of the secret passage, Yan looked at the portal that appeared in front of him, with a trace of hesitation and solemnity on his face. Finally, he took a deep breath and raised his legs to move towards the portal.
After the portal, when Yan stepped out, what appeared in front of him was a gloomy and dim world, with no sun, moon, stars above, and no living creatures below.
The whole world is filled with a mixture of dead energy and yin energy, filled with coldness and dead silence. In the gray world, only a few ghosts drift past from time to time, adding a little vitality and vitality to the place.
And with the appearance of Yan, the Yin Qi in this small world seemed to be stimulated and suddenly boiled. The surrounding ghosts screamed continuously, and the eyes looking at Yan were full of greed and fear.
At the same time, a noble and sacred aura suddenly rose from the sky and the earth, and the shadows of the Judge's Pen suddenly appeared in the sky.
A majestic will full of scrutiny and anger suddenly emerged, making Yan's pure Yang soul solidify, and there was a faint sign of instability.
Under this majestic will, the blood of the body's essence froze, and the surrounding death and yin energy took this opportunity to swarm in, and the vitality of the body's yang was constantly being infected and devoured at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Before Yan entered the secret realm, he had already prepared for the worst. At this time, seeing this crisis, he fiercely activated the power of merit in his soul.
Suddenly, a black and yellow aura suddenly rose from the back of Yan's head, turning into a small meritorious cloud floating above his head.
As the cloud of merit and virtue rose, the surrounding pressure dropped slightly, and a huge force of pure Yang suddenly rose up in Yan's soul, sweeping across the whole body in an instant, and the death energy and Yin energy raging in the body were immediately encountered. It collapsed, and the frozen blood of the body began to recover.
The crisis seemed to be over, but Yan did not dare to slack off at all. With a thought, two merit artifacts, a spear and a shield, suddenly appeared, guarding Yan firmly within them.
At this point, Yan Cai breathed a sigh of relief and had time to pay attention to the changes in the outside world.
At this time, with the rise of the merit cloud on Yan's body and the appearance of two merit artifacts, the originally angry and stalwart will in the world suddenly stagnated, and then a trace of hesitation appeared.
Yan had just regained his composure at this time, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity. He suddenly waved the floating dust in his hand, and dozens of ghosts emerged from it again.
With the appearance of these ghosts, the originally hesitant and angry will suddenly gave birth to a feeling of joy. At the same time, a mysterious light appeared out of thin air in the sky and brushed towards the ghosts.
As these ghosts were quickly dealt with, the majestic will of heaven and earth lost much of its anger, leaving only joy, satisfaction and hesitant scrutiny.
"Reincarnation Pen, you should believe me. As long as you believe me, I can bring you more ghosts and ghosts to help you grow faster." Yan took this opportunity to shout loudly.
I don't know if Yan's words had an effect. After that, although the aura of the Samsara Judge's Pen was still firmly locked on him, there was no more drastic action.
Seeing this, Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ghosts surrounding him in the distance. Just as he was about to take a walk around this secret place, he took a step forward when Lingbao issued a series of warnings.
Obviously, the Samsara Judge's Pen was not as tolerant of him as he thought.
