There are many disciples in the Heavenly Soul Palace, there are thousands of people in the Huangming Hall alone, and the soul power level of most of the disciples is between the early stage of the Yuan Soul and the early stage of the Yin Soul, so you can imagine how difficult it is to cultivate the soul power. A very small number of demonic disciples have cultivated to the late stage of the Yang Soul and have the strength to reshape their physical bodies. It can be said that apart from the hall master Ni Jiang and the black and white clothed Venerables, there are almost no disciples who have a physical body.

Originally, if you want to become a disciple of the Heavenly Soul Palace, you must go through the test of the Soul Ruin Land, but the Venerable in White accepted Jiang Li as an apprentice. In other words, Jiang Li directly became a disciple of the Heavenly Soul Palace without having to accept the test, which made many disciples of the Heavenly Soul Palace who had gone through various hardships and tribulations unwilling. His Jiang Li's soul power is only one star, and he doesn't even have the attribute of soul energy, so he doesn't have the qualifications to cultivate soul art at all, what is the difference between him and a wasted person, why can he be accepted as a disciple by the Venerable.

Jiang Li has basically stayed in the library for the past month, and he doesn't care much about the nonsense behind his junior brothers and sisters, what he is thinking about now is how to cultivate, how to regain his physical body, not some trivial things.

As the saying goes, the master leads the door to practice in the individual. Shizun didn't give himself any privileges except for providing him with some free reading in and out of the library at any time, but Jiang Li was actually very grateful to Shizun in his heart. He knew that ordinary disciples needed to pay soul crystals to enter the library to read, but he didn't need to, this was already a huge gift, after all, in this strange world, he had nothing but the identity of a disciple of the Venerable in White. Jiang Li already regarded Shizun as his closest person in his heart, and he vowed to find a way to cultivate and not embarrass Shizun.

These days, in addition to reading ancient books, Jiang Li is also studying the precepts given to him by his master, the Xuanyan precepts. He entered the ordination space according to the method taught to him by his master, and found that there was a cave inside.

Although it was chaotic inside, there was an endless stream of red air surging, Jiang Li knew that this was soul energy, and according to Shizun, this was the soul energy of the fire attribute. Jiang Li felt these soul qi, and his heart was warm.

Suddenly, he remembered a method he had seen in the book to absorb soul energy, so he knotted his hands into mudras and concentrated his thoughts, reciting the mantra on his lips: "All things have spirits, all souls are one......!"

At this time, Jiang Li felt that these fire-based soul qi were gradually surging towards him, pouring into the thin line on his forehead.

About half an hour later, Jiang Li still maintained the same posture. Because he had tried it once before, as long as he gave up the mudra, all the soul energy that was inhaled into his body would be emitted again, so he wanted to try what would happen to his body if he held his breath and kept inhaling.

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I don't know how long it took, Jiang Li felt a lot more enriched, and it seemed that his body was about to reach saturation.

After holding on to another pillar of incense, Jiang Li's entire appearance condensed by the soul became bloated, and his originally thin and handsome appearance now became the silhouette of a fat man who only has two hundred catties on the earth. He can't support it anymore, and if he persists, I'm afraid that his soul will be burst, and when the time comes, he will have no other way to reshape an identical soul. So, he quickly gave up his mudra and took his mind back.

However, these soul qi did not spread outward as before, but continued to burrow into Jiang Li's forehead like crazy, Jiang Li, who was already swollen, was flustered in his heart at this time, could it really be like this?

Jiang Li was unwilling, extremely unwilling, he always felt that his death was a joke on him by God, so he had no resentment. But now he hates the injustice of fate, why does God want to destroy his body, but he doesn't let himself die completely? Why does he tell himself that he can be reborn, but why does he have to make himself unable to cultivate? Why is it that even the remaining wisp of soul is going to be wiped out now? Instead of this, why didn't the soul dissipate directly with the death of the body at that time? Is the heavens playing with him? His heart roared like a beast.

Finally, Jiang Li's soul exploded, and the strange thing was that he was still conscious, his soul was about to dissipate, but he could still perceive everything outside.

Jiang Li turned into a trace of wandering spirit, wandering in this world.

There seems to be no end here, only chaos, except for the red soul qi and the remnant soul of Jiang Li in a free state, there is nothing.

Jiang Li held on with his mind, and the trace of the geist spirit was entangled, and it did not dissipate immediately, but formed an oval-shaped air mass.

Jiang Li didn't know when he would dissipate, there was no time here, only loneliness and painful torment. Now the only thing that supports Jiang Li is the firm will. No matter how you say it, he is not willing to disappear like this, his heart has just ignited the ambition to break into a new world in this world, and he can't just say that he will disperse.

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Time is often the nemesis of will.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Li's will became extremely weak, he couldn't hold it anymore, and soon he would become a wisp of soul energy in this chaotic space, providing cultivation for the new owner of this ring.

Just when Jiang Li was about to lose his presence, another air mass appeared, and I saw that it slowly gathered Jiang Li's dissipating wandering spirits like magnets......

"I'm not dead yet?" Jiang Li "woke up", he was still an oval-shaped air mass. He wondered in his heart, hadn't he already dissipated?

At this time, Jiang Li felt that there was an air mass around him that was several times larger than himself, and he became more and more strange, could it be that he didn't die because of this air mass?

Since it has not dissipated, there is still hope, Jiang Li continued to support it with his mind. In addition, he always kept an eye on the air mass next to him. He found that when he first regained consciousness, it was only several times larger than himself, but now it was more than ten times larger than himself. How could such a thing be?

After that air mass became more than ten times larger than Jiang Li, it didn't grow much, but it was gradually transforming into a human form.

Soon, a giant condensed by soul qi was born, and he looked at Jiang Li in the shape of an oval, and there was actually a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

The giant clasped his hands together, concentrated his thoughts, and then looked at Jiang Li without knowing what he was doing. I saw that Jiang Li's figure gradually became thinner and longer, until it returned to its original appearance.

Jiang Li, who had returned to his original state, clasped his hands into fists and said to the giant:

"Thank you seniors for the rescue, I don't know the senior's name?"

After living in the soul realm for more than a month, the language etiquette of the people here has long been remembered by Jiang Li, and now he can blurt out. Besides, these are very similar to the costume dramas I like to see on TV, and with this as a foundation, it will naturally be twice the result with half the effort.

"I am the Shura Battle Spirit Lingyuntian. The giant said proudly.