Chapter Eighty-Seven: Brush off your clothes and go
The meaning of spiritual practice is to be otherworldly.
From the ordinary to the extraordinary.
The division of realms is like breaking the whole into parts, and each stage is a process of evolution.
On the long journey of immortals, the monk attributed the great power of heaven and earth to himself, making himself an extraordinary existence.
At this moment, with the help of Zixia Qi, Fang Yuan's Life Origin began to evolve further.
The physique gradually improved, the sword patterns in the flesh and blood disappeared, and the sword qi in the bones was all restrained.
A moment later, the last wisp of purple glow qi was swallowed and absorbed by the body.
Ziyun flashed away, and Fang Yuan's physical body finally returned to normal.
Under the ragged clothes, the skin is like jade.
The invisible arrogance swept away, and the dirt on his body turned into flying ash and fell to the ground.
Away from the fire, dust-free, the sword idiot of the destiny of heaven, and all laws are inviolable.
The imperfect Separation Sword Body has begun to show its edge.
The return to nature in his body did not make Fang Yuan wake up.
He was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
The brow is sometimes compact, sometimes relaxed.
There's a brainstorming going through in my head.
Domino effect.
Evolution is never simply a physical change.
The soul is also undergoing a metamorphosis.
A moment in the starry sky, a thousand years in the world.
Fragments of memories appeared in Fang Yuan's soul at this moment, as if he had traveled through thousands of years.
In ancient times, human beings were born, and immortals passed on the law...... Monk Ascension...... War, Civilization, Equipment......
All sorts of chaotic thoughts emerge and disappear after a glimpse.
This is the transmission of genes, and the sublimation of the soul makes these memories that exist in the long river of time flash.
Time is proof of existence.
If a car travels at the speed of light and is invisible to the naked eye, then how do you prove that it existed, only time will tell.
The panel quietly emerged, and the words on it were constantly changing, like a sophisticated instrument, recording and monitoring Fang Yuan's state at all times.
[Name: Fang Yuan.]
Identity: Disciple of the Extreme Yang Sect Qi Practice
Spiritual Root: Fire Wood Earth (Main Fire Spiritual Root)
Cultivation: Eight layers of qi training
Shou Yuan: 180 years
Exercises: Zixia refining the Sun Henghuo Sutra
Constitution: Fire Sword Body (1st floor)
Magical powers: Spell Mystery (20%), Destiny Sword Idiot
Spells: Fireball, Wind Blade, Light Body, Wind Resistance...... Soul searching, sand and stone flow alchemy, innate one-breath mudra
Martial arts: Seven Stars Flame Swordsmanship, Great Sun True Body
Magic weapon: Pure Yang Bell, Xianli Sword
Prompts: 1. Status prompts: Evolution is complete, otherworldly.
2. Crisis Reminder: Xianli Sword has lost its sword spirit, and the sword world is about to collapse, so leave quickly.
3. Selection Prompt:
Option 1: Refine the Immortal Sword to obtain the best magic weapon.
Option 2: Turn the sword into a species, and double cultivate your life.
When the words were completely stabilized, Fang Yuan also opened his eyes.
It has only been less than a stick of incense, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.
It's like going through a sea of vicissitudes.
Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself.
At this moment, Fang Yuan did not have the ecstasy of being treasured, and his face was as calm as water.
There seems to be no love and hatred among earthly mortals.
Reality and illusion blended, and after being stunned for a moment, Fang Yuan seemed to come back to his senses and smiled.
"Wonderful state ......"
The dual evolution of the soul and body made him feel a burst of relief.
Glancing at the prompt panel, the text on it didn't change much.
"180 years? The longevity of a Qi cultivator is at most 120 years, but I have an extra 60 years...... Wouldn't it be possible to live longer when the foundation was built? ”
The primary purpose of cultivating immortals is to live forever, and the change in Shou Yuan was naturally the first to be noticed by Fang Yuan.
"The body of the Fire Sword is not a mutilation, but a layer. Could it be that there are two or three floors...... Eight floors on ......"
"The magic mystery has also increased by ten percent, why is that?"
"There's also the new Divine Power Heavenly Destiny Sword Idiot...... A status prompt shows that the evolution is complete. ”
After a few breaths, I passed through the panel and had a general understanding of my own situation.
"I almost forgot, Xiu Wei actually stepped into the eighth layer of Qi training! There is only one step away from the Great Perfection of Qi Training, and within ten years, you may be able to impact the foundation! ”
Ambition rose in his heart, and without further familiarity, Fang Yuan secretly operated the exercises.
The Immortal Separation Sword Realm was shaking violently at the moment, on the verge of collapse.
He had noticed the shaking as early as he opened his eyes.
It's just that it wasn't so strong at that time.
After only a few breaths, it was several times more serious.
There is no time to delay, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, Fang Yuan shouted.
"Xianli, open!"
The body returned to normal, the transformation of the Fire Sword Body was completed, and the connection with the Immortal Sword became more close.
Majestic mana poured out of the body, and a vortex portal suddenly appeared in the Xianli Sword Realm that had absorbed the mana.
Seeing this, Fang Yuan's figure hurriedly stepped into it.
Boom, poof.
A loud sound sounded, and the moment he stepped into the portal, the sword realm completely collapsed and shattered.
Looking back in a hurry, I saw nothingness.
……
Stepping out of the whirlpool door, there was darkness in front of me, and then a ghostly light appeared.
After stabilizing his figure, Fang Yuan began to look at the surrounding environment.
This seems to be the real underground palace, dark and lonely, and the clutter is rotten.
Most of the materials used are ordinary, and they have lost their original appearance over time.
From far to near, a dim sword was placed in front of him.
It's no different from what I've seen before.
It's just that it seems that after losing the sword spirit, the spirituality is missing.
"Option 1: Refine the Immortal Separation Sword to obtain the best magic weapon."
This is easy to understand.
This sword and Fang Yuan already had a close connection and bond, and refining it was not an easy matter.
What puzzled him was, "Option 2: Turn the sword into a species, and double cultivate your life." ”
While Fang Yuan was thinking, a piece of information quietly appeared in his mind.
It's about the way to turn the sword into a seed.
"Sword species! Hidden in the body, nourished by the sword body, there are infinite possibilities! ”
The light in his eyes flickered, and he made a choice at this moment, he wanted to take the sword as a seed.
……
A few hours later, a ray of light fell in embarrassment outside the Swallowing Cloud Mountain.
At this time, the sun had not yet risen, and the sky was blue and deep, as if dark and bright.
The fresh moisture mixed with the scent of earth, trees and wildflowers is overwhelming. Fang Yuan suddenly felt his mind clear, and the feeling of exhaustion was dispelled.
As far as the eye can see, the mountains are set against the night, and it is a quiet and pale green color.
I don't know if it's an illusion, the grass and trees in the outside world seem to be a little more lush than when they entered the dungeon.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in the mountains, Fang Yuan's heart felt relaxed for a while, and he felt like he had seen the light of day again.
"It's a very dangerous trip."
Recalling the sudden change when Fang had just become a sword cultivator, Fang Yuan smiled bitterly.
Dongye Changtian is insidious and ruthless, and he actually has a back hand in the underground palace.
When Fang Yuan completely refined this sword, he triggered the means left behind by this person, and an explosion occurred in the entire underground palace in an instant, falling apart.
Fang Yuan fled in a hurry.
Recall the sword type after refining.
Soon he entered the realm of emptiness where the spirit gathered, and the consciousness sank into the body.
Above the sea of qi, a small sword was suspended above, absorbing a wisp of mana from time to time.
As a special magic weapon, this sword itself is like a life-like existence, and after being refined into a sword seed, it can absorb resources such as the power of heptyl gold from the outside world and continue to grow and repair automatically.
and even gradually restored to the peak state!
Although it is only the strength of the inferior magic weapon now, the future can be expected.
"It's just a pity that the medicine field in the dungeon is ......"
After the excitement, there was a little regret, and Higashino Changtian began to lay out a hundred years ago.
Although he is only a mortal, he has cultivated a large number of elixirs.
I want to prepare it for use in cultivating immortals after success.
I have to say that this person is ambitious and talented.
If there is a spiritual root, I am afraid that there will definitely be something to do.
It's a pity that in the explosion of the underground palace, Fang Yuan only came and left, and that medicine field only collected a few valuable elixirs in a hurry.
Now it's a little bit long.
Instead of looking at the elixir in the storage bag, he walked through the mountains.
In the distance, the green hills stretch together, sleeping soundly between the dark and the half-bright.
"Whew, it's been a while, it's time to return!"
After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.
Take a deep breath of fresh air, take out the magic weapon, and embark on the return journey in the direction of Ocean Springs.