Chapter 7: Spiritual Formation

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The roar continued to fill the entire valley, the originally calm lake was no longer calm, the waves several meters high continued to lap the boulders on the shore, birds and beasts scattered, and the whole valley was in shambles.

At this time, Zhang Yang kept his heart and was not disturbed by external objects. The black liquid attached to Zhang Yang's body had begun to slowly harden and gradually fall off, and a glowing jade color began to emanate from Zhang Yang's body.

Zhang Yang didn't know what was going on outside, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan that constantly forcibly entered his mouth, nose and body made Zhang Yang on the verge of wanting to die.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang found that he had become clear, this was not the clarity of his eyes, but an indescribable sense of clarity, Zhang Yang saw himself......

To be precise, it was to see his own body, and to see the scene of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi raging in his body.

The meridians are undulating, the blood vessels are squirming, and the muscles are trembling, and at the same time, some tiny points of light continue to pour in from the outside world into their own blood vessels, muscles and bones, accompanied by the shattering of their own muscles, the breaking of bones, and the expansion of blood vessels.

Zhang Yang couldn't have imagined that his usually seemingly sturdy self couldn't resist the injection of these tiny points of light, and at this time, some black things slowly overflowed from Zhang Yang's broken body tissues.

This is an unimaginable scene for ordinary people, while keeping their minds clear, and watching their bodies slowly break and reorganize, not to mention the pain and torture brought by this body reorganization to Zhang Yang, just a person will be scared to faint to death just by watching the changes in his body.

Zhang Yang looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, although Qing Lao had repeatedly emphasized to Zhang Yang what he would encounter in the process of transforming into a mortal before, but seeing it with his own eyes was different from imagining it out of thin air.

"His grandmother's, this is the so-called body shaping, it's really ruthless, shattering all the musculoskeletons in my body, and then using the vitality of heaven and earth to wash away the impurities in it, and then reshaping a new body, his grandmother's, this time it's big......"

Although Zhang Yang's body can't move, his mouth can't speak, and his ears can't hear, but his consciousness is still clear, seeing this situation, Zhang Yang's heart can't help but be stunned, coupled with the huge pain of heaven and earth Yuan Qi shaping, Zhang Yang at this time can be said to be experiencing a double test.

The young man standing next to Zhang Yang still maintained a one-finger posture, but his eyes were staring at Zhang Yang in the center of the Yuan Qi Storm without blinking, and he knew that this was the most critical moment.

If Zhang Yang withstood the pain of being reborn by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and successfully turned his body into a spirit body that could absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, then the future of this stubborn little guy would be limitless, but if he couldn't withstand this pain, Zhang Yang would never have the opportunity to become the coveted martial arts cultivator again, and could only be an ordinary chef for the rest of his life.

To be honest, through the past few days of getting along, the old man has gradually fallen in love with this little guy, quiet, calm and the desire when he first met martial arts cultivation is like his younger self.

This is also the reason why after drinking Zhang Yang's bowl of fish soup, he agreed to teach Zhang Yang's cultivation, maybe in his heart, he has already regarded this little guy who has made a good fish soup as his own personal disciple! So although the young man's face is still the same as usual, he can still see the deep concern for Zhang Yang from his more serious eyes.

Suddenly, Qing Lao's expression moved, as if he had discovered something, he took his eyes off Zhang Yang's body and looked up at the mountain peaks in the distance.

At some point, there were already three people standing on the mountain peak that the old man was looking at, the leader was an old man in a black robe, and two young men with swords on the left and right stood behind him.

The old man put his hands in his sleeve robe, first looked at the heaven and earth vitality that was constantly pouring in the sky, his eyes narrowed, then he looked at Zhang Yang who was in the storm, and finally saw the old man standing next to Zhang Yang, who happened to be far away from the old man's gaze.

After the old man in black saw the old man, the corners of his eyes jumped, and the hands inserted in the sleeve robe tightened violently.

"It's him, how can it be him?"

The old man in black didn't seem to believe his eyes, and looked in the direction of Qing Lao again, when a faint voice sounded in his ears.

"Hmph, the old man is teaching his disciples, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him, so let the old man !!"

The old man in black was shocked for a while, and he no longer dared to look in the direction where Qing Lao was, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to bow to Qing Lao, and then shouted at the two disciples behind him with their swords.

"Order the sword spirit to block this area, no one is allowed to approach, and those who violate it will be killed!!"

After the two sword-carrying disciples standing behind the black-clothed old man heard the words of the black-clothed old man, they were surprised, they didn't seem to hear the voice that had just sounded in the ears of the black-clothed old man. One of them said respectfully to the old man in black.

"Elder Leng, aren't we here to find out why there are such big fluctuations in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around the Sword Pavilion, now it is obvious that it is caused by the two people in the valley, what are you ......?"

Without waiting for the disciple behind him to finish speaking, the black-clothed old man known as Elder Leng suddenly turned around and reprimanded.

"Ignorant junior, what do you know, do you know who the person below is, I don't dare to make a mistake in front of him, what are you, even if the pavilion master comes, you have to go over to see it in person. If you don't want to die, get out of the way and do as I say!"

"Yes!"

When the two Sword Pavilion disciples saw the black-clothed old man angry, they became more and more respectful, and even claimed that it was.

Their hearts were also shocked, the Leng Elder in front of them was not an ordinary figure in the Sword Pavilion, he was in charge of the Sword Pavilion's sword spirit, and he held the power of life and death, and he had always been an existence that they looked up to.

But even this Elder Leng was also inexplicably jealous of the old man who was attracting the vitality of heaven and earth in the valley, and listening to his meaning, it seemed that even the master of the Sword Pavilion who usually saw the dragon did not seem to want to offend the one in the valley, could it be that the old man in the valley who was attracting the vitality of heaven and earth was an unborn ancestor of the Sword Pavilion?

Thinking of this, the two Sword Pavilion disciples didn't dare to slack off, and left quickly, thinking that they should go to carry out Elder Leng's order.

After seeing the two Sword Pavilion disciples take the order and leave, Elder Leng's face slowly returned to the lazy appearance he had just now, but the turmoil in his heart could not calm down for a long time.

Elder Leng frowned again and glanced at Zhang Yang, who was in the center of the storm, and muttered to himself.

"What is the origin of that young man who is turning into a mortal, let this person personally gather the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for him, is it the core disciples of those big families, or is it some kind of cultivation genius with a special physique? It seems that this matter must be reported to the Pavilion Master, and let the old man decide to go!"

After finishing speaking, I saw Elder Leng's figure slowly disappear from the mountain peak where he was standing.

Zhang Yang didn't know anything about what was going on outside, and he didn't know that he, a cultivation idiot, had risen to a status comparable to some cultivation demons in the hearts of others. Zhang Yang didn't have the heart to care about other things, because Zhang Yang had encountered a big problem himself......

As the vitality continued to pour into his body to wash himself and cut his marrow, Zhang Yang's body slowly became accustomed to the pain of continuous body reorganization.

However, as time passed, Zhang Yang found that although the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was still entering his body, these tiny points of light began to no longer enter his bones and meridians, but were constantly wandering in the voids of his body. Or go in and out, like a tourist, come in and take a look, and then feel that there is nothing to see and leave again.

Zhang Yang really started to get anxious, he didn't forget the words of the old man before washing his body and cutting the marrow, only the more thoroughly he let his body be transformed, the longer his future path as a martial artist will be, and only if he walks more solidly in the step of becoming a spirit body, can he have a chance to surpass the geniuses of those martial arts cultivators.

Zhang Yang maintained his physical and mental balance, but he was anxious. Zhang Yang looked blankly at the small light spots that came in and went out, his head turned rapidly, and suddenly, Zhang Yang seemed to have made some kind of determination, gritted his teeth, and slowly closed the "eye" in his body.

Qing Lao looked at Zhang Yang, who was already full of jade-like light, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Finally I have succeeded in transforming into a mortal and become a spirit body that can practice! Well, wait, what is this, what's wrong with this......

It's no wonder that Qing Lao was so shocked, only to see that the surface of Zhang Yang's already crystal clear body began to slowly seep out some black liquid, although it was not as much as when he first washed his body and cut the marrow, but it was indeed some impurities in his body that were slowly excreted out.

"No, no, this little guy has just turned into a mortal, and he doesn't know how to control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at all, how can he let the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi take the initiative to infusion the body and wash the body and cut the marrow again......? Could it be...... Telekinesis ......"

Legend has it that a long time ago, in addition to martial cultivators, there was also a kind of cultivator on the Tianci Continent, this kind of martial artist did not cultivate the vitality of heaven and earth, but only cultivated his own spiritual power, and was called a telekinesis by people.

Through their powerful spiritual power, they can easily form various spatial cages and spatial strangulations to complete the fatal blow to the enemy.

It is precisely because of the colorlessness, formlessness and formlessness of telekinesis that it is difficult for ordinary martial cultivators to guard against, so telekinesis has become a group of terrifying existences, no one wants to provoke, no one wants to be their enemy, after all, no one wants their head to fall suddenly for no reason.

But with great power comes a strong weakness - the number of telekinesists is very small. Heaven is fair, and while opening a window for you, it must also close a door for you. There are fewer and fewer telekinesis born in the Heavenly Continent, and the inheritance of telekinesis is slowly passing away, and telekinesis eventually becomes a kind of legend among martial arts cultivators.

Qing Lao looked at Zhang Yang's emaciated face, and couldn't believe that he had seen the birth of a telekinesis with his own eyes.