In a certain valley or rock wall cave
After finally sleeping peacefully for seven nights, I woke up from my dream.
As early as in the slave mining camp, Qiye had developed a sleeping habit: after waking up, he would first touch to see if the straw mat under him was still there. In the slave camp, almost everyone was poor. Except for the tattered linen clothes on their bodies, perhaps the only thing that could be called property was the straw mat they slept on. Although they are both slaves, there is still a distinction between the weak and the strong. The straw mats of the weaker slaves are often snatched away by the stronger slaves and used as quilts. The slave camp supervisors ignore and ignore such boring trivial matters, and lose their straw mats. The slaves on the mat could only curl up on the ground and sleep together.
Qiye subconsciously touched his body, which was completely cold. I couldn't help but feel a thump in my heart. I looked around carefully after being in a daze, and I was convinced that I was no longer in the slave camp... I wiped my cold face and then remembered that I was seriously injured by the Wolf Guards and hid in a cave to heal. I just fell asleep because I was too tired in the middle of the journey.
"It turns out it was my imagination... Phew~" With a false alarm, Qiye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly sorted out his thoughts.
"Giggle... I didn't expect that you kid is really lucky. You can even save a life in the hands of a fighting spirit." In the Huntian Wheel, the Great Protector seemed to be praising and mocking.
"Ah Qi was able to survive this time, thanks to the help of the Great Protector, otherwise it would not have been possible to kill Langbei." Qiye looked at the matter seriously.
"Haha... It's nothing. Now this Great Protector shares the same life as you. Saving you is just saving this Great Protector. You don't need to thank me. Now that your kid has turned the corner, you'd better absorb the spiritual power in your body as soon as possible. Let's...improve your strength as soon as possible, so as not to save me every time. If you are too weak, you will be slaughtered..." The Great Protector didn't care about Qiye's thanks and suggested arrogantly. road.
In fact, Nanaya survived this time not only because the black demonic flames directly burned Wolfbei to death. It was also thanks to the Great Protector that when the black magic flame was extracting spiritual power, he tried his best to control the flow rate of its spiritual power without any disturbance, preventing the spiritual power from soaring and forcing Qiye to stop digesting and absorbing it. In such a life-and-death situation, we can't afford to waste even a minute.
After listening to the Great Protector’s proposal, Qiye fell into a sympathetic silence:
If it weren't for being so weak, he wouldn't have been locked up in a slave camp and suffered all kinds of humiliation; if it hadn't been for being so weak, Grandpa Luo Mu wouldn't have stood up to protect him every time, regardless of his age; if it hadn't been for him Because I am so weak, I will not suffer such severe chest pain...
Thinking of this, Qiye felt a kind of hidden hatred: he hated the ruthlessness of the world, he hated his own weakness, he hated his fate of being lonely... all these things, and his eyes were filled with tears.
For a long time, Qiyeyan calmed down the undercurrent of hatred, took a deep breath, retracted his thoughts of recollection, and began to adjust the breath of his whole body, calming down and concentrating. The feeling of expansion in the spiritual world has not yet been eliminated, and it must be dealt with quickly.
When the mind is as calm as water, the Hun Tian Wheel starts to rotate slowly in the spiritual world. The spiritual energy that was originally bulging and very saturated began to slowly pull downwards, pouring into the Huntian Wheel like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
Today's chaotic cyclone is thicker and larger than before. Like a star disk in the Milky Way, rotating in the brilliant abyss, swallowing up massive amounts of spiritual energy like a bottomless pit. The number of spiritual stars in the spiritual world is also increasing with the condensation of the Hun Tian Wheel.
Although Wolfbei has just advanced to the 'Battle Spirit Level 1st Level', and his spiritual power is a bit weaker than Hanqi's 'Battle Soul Level 3rd Level Early Stage', he is a true War Spirit Level after all, and his natural spiritual power is majestic. . After two experiences of devouring other people's spiritual energy, Qiye has become quite skilled at digesting these unstable spiritual energy. Coupled with the current improvement in strength, the Huntian Wheel's condensation speed is even faster.
In just three days, his strength has advanced from 'elementary eighth level' to 'elementary ninth level', and the number of spiritual stars has also increased from 14,000 to 20,000.
But even so, Lingxing is still growing...
By the third day, the number of spiritual stars had grown to 30,000!
At this moment, thirty thousand spiritual stars in the spiritual world are shining brightly and dazzlingly. The aura of strength reached the peak of the 'Ninth Level Elementary Level', and the majestic power could no longer be suppressed. It seemed like it was about to hit the dome like a volcano and break out of the body.
It seems that the time is ripe for advancement. Don’t miss this opportunity, and it will never come back!
"Ning!" Qiye shouted loudly, forming seals with his hands, followed by a series of dazzling gestures. There is a huge invisible true energy in the body, like the top of the sky, pressing hard towards the spiritual world. Feeling the endless pressure, 30,000 spiritual stars burst out with dazzling spiritual light at the same time, demonstrating the tenacity that is unwilling to be annihilated...
In such a fierce confrontation and evenly matched tit-for-tat, Qiye nodded and lowered his eyebrows, sweating profusely, and continued to work hard to maintain the stability of the evolutionary process... Gradually, the 30,000 spiritual stars began to differentiate, and then attracted and gathered each other. , condensation... The whole process is very much like the evolution of life from scratch, from virtuality to reality. After a long gestation, three colorful "star clusters" with different colors and density as thick as cotton were finally formed. !
At this moment, Qiye's spiritual aura has been completely restrained, and the bones in his body continue to make "crackling" cracking sounds. His whole person feels like he has been reborn, and a power that is more powerful and more arbitrary than before lingers in his palms.
"Is this the 'war-level' power?" Feeling the extremely abundant and joyful power in his body, Qiye murmured as if in a dream. There are no thrilling and dangerous bottleneck conflicts in the whole process, nor are there any painful struggles, just the natural steps of thousands of miles and everything comes naturally.
After successfully advancing to the 'First Level of War Level', the thirty thousand spiritual stars in the Seven Nights Spirit World attracted and merged with each other, condensing into three 'War Level Star Clusters'.
The star cluster is a sign that spiritual practice in this world has advanced from 'beginner level' to 'war level'. At a certain moment, when the number of spiritual stars increases to a certain level and it becomes difficult to make further progress, they will condense into star clusters through evolution. Only by forming a star cluster can we gather the power of the star cluster to externalize spiritual power and practice war-level skills. After all, the scattered spiritual energy is too thin and unable to carry the energy requirements of the technique.
Generally speaking, an ordinary war-level spiritual cultivator has only one star cluster and the number of spiritual stars is about 10,000. Even with genius qualifications, the number of spiritual stars is only 15,000. To condense a star cluster, you need to fuse 10,000 spiritual stars.
Now, Qiye has not only successfully advanced to the 'war level', but the number of star clusters he has condensed is three times that of ordinary war level spiritual cultivation. Moreover, because the texture, density, and brightness of the Qiye Lingxing are far superior to ordinary people, the condensed star clusters are so dense that they don't feel thin or frivolous. The volume of each star cluster is about double that of ordinary star clusters.
If Qiye unleashes all the strength of the "First Level of War Level", it will rival the "Ninth Level of Late War Level", which will span a large level. Not only that, Qiye is probably also the youngest 'war-level' person. He can advance to 'war-level' at the age of less than nine years old. How incredible this is.
In this spiritual world, ordinary people will conduct spiritual root screening at an early age to achieve foundation building and channeling. Since during foundation-building channeling, the body will be squeezed by great spiritual power, the earliest bone age is usually seven years old. At this time, the bones basically have a certain resistance. If the bones are too tender too early, it is very likely to be foundation-building. The failure resulted in the youngest son being permanently disabled and becoming a cripple.
Therefore, the age of seven is the 'golden foundation period'. The later age of eight or nine is the 'Silver Foundation Building Period'. Although the bones are stronger, subsequent cultivation will lag far behind that of the previous seven-year-old children. After the age of ten and before the age of fourteen, it is the 'bronze foundation period'. Although one can become a spiritual practitioner, one will not make any significant progress throughout his life. As for after the age of fifteen, there is no qualification at all.
Most people become "junior 1st dan" when they are seven years old, and barely reach the "junior 3rd dan" after two or three years. With some qualifications and sufficient resources, it is not possible to reach "junior 9th dan" until around the age of 20. If If everything goes well, at least he will not be able to successfully advance to the 'war level' until he is 21 years old. Even geniuses who are rare in the world do not advance to the war level until they are 18 years old and 20 years old.
Who dares to believe that a young boy with a 'Silver Foundation' could actually advance to the 'First Level of Early War Level' in less than a year or two. Naturally, this is due to the devouring power of the Great Protector Black Demonic Flame, but the devouring pain is so overbearing that ordinary people cannot bear it. Qiye was able to withstand the huge devouring pain of the black demonic flames at such a young age, and his willpower was amazing.
Nowadays, the number of spiritual stars in Qiye's body has reached an astonishing 30,000, the space in the spiritual world has also increased to 10,000 square meters, and the timeline of the Hunyuan Refining Realm has increased to 2.0 times. Two days of cultivation in the spiritual world is only equivalent to one day in the outside world. .
As for the Huntian Wheel in the abyss of the spiritual world, in addition to the increase in volume, density, and running speed, its appearance has also undergone tremendous changes: from the previous cyclone, it has differentiated into two cyclones, one large and one small. The two spiral air disks are intertwined with each other, and the large cyclone is surrounded by a small cyclone. Although it looks like two gears and are integrated with each other, they are distinct from each other. The soul mark of the Great Protector is at the edge of the large cyclone.
Each cyclone wheel has an independent running trajectory, which is not synchronized and in different directions. The color of the small cyclone in the center is the purest white, while the outermost large cyclone is a dull gray. The two have different styles and ages.
After a curious look inside, Qiye withdrew his spiritual thoughts. Now, except for two prickly scars on his chest, he has fully recovered in a few days. Qiye's eyes inadvertently glanced at the dazzling scimitar discarded by his side, and he suddenly felt something strange: when he pulled out the scimitar before, the blade was still covered with blood. Only a few days later, the blood on the blade seemed to have completely evaporated. No trace of blood at all. The blade looked brighter than before, and there was still a rich blue aura lingering on the blade.
Qiye reached out curiously and picked up two silver-toothed scimitars and looked at them carefully. For some reason, the two knives now felt familiar and comfortable in his hands, without the cold and unfamiliar feeling when he first drew them out. .
"Great Protector, why do these two knives feel so strange to me?" Qiye asked thoughtfully. But the spirit world was silent for a long time. Qiye was a little surprised at the Great Protector's reaction this time. Could it be that he didn't hear it? Or fall into a deep sleep? It didn't make sense. The Great Protector was never so quiet. Qiye couldn't help but have one more thought in his heart.
After asking for advice to no avail, Qiye had no choice but to put away the silver-tooth scimitar. Although he almost died with this sword, it was a middle-grade mysterious weapon after all. Although he had some complicated feelings in his heart, now he started to use this sword by himself. It's handy, it's good to keep it as a precaution.
