In the bamboo forest of the floating island, the faint morning light shattered the silence that had been condensed all night, and the morning sun rose vigorously in the distance, bringing up a layer of purple clouds. A few birdsongs awaken the sleeping forest, and then bring even more quiet noise.

A boy of about twelve or thirteen years old stood in a clearing in the bamboo forest, standing proudly facing the morning sun, the fine golden light hit his black hair, showing the delicate and immature of his face, occasionally a few drops of dew would slip down, hitting the boy's cheeks and shoulders, but not alarming the boy for half a minute, a kind of perseverance and gentleness that was difficult to see on the face of his peers always appeared on the boy's face. The young man stood with his eyes closed, and his whole body exuded a faint blue light, and a rare wisp of purple mist suddenly appeared, and disappeared on the young man's body, which was the most mysterious Hongmeng true qi in heaven and earth.

A moment later, the morning sun jumped out of the horizon, and the slightly humid air in the early morning quickly dried, and Ye Cheng immediately closed his efforts and opened his eyes.

"The effect of this Hongmeng True Qi is really immeasurable, and you can clearly feel the growth of meridian strength and toughness in just half a burnt incense, but unfortunately it is too thin, and it can only be absorbed in the short half-burnt incense time of dawn every day. Ye Cheng said with a sigh, turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest behind him.

Walking through the quiet bamboo forest, a delicate bamboo building appeared in front of him, and on the stone table in front of the bamboo building, Ling Shenjue's family was happy at the moment.

"Cheng'er is back, hurry up, come and eat the osmanthus cake made by Aunt Ling. Mrs. Ling greeted Ye Cheng without seeing anything, and Ling Shenjue nodded at Ye Cheng with a smile: "Come on, often your Aunt Ling's craftsmanship, if you don't eat it, it will be eaten by Xi'er." Heh, you little gluttonous cat!" Ling Shenjue turned around and gently patted Ling Xi, who was burying his head in eating. The eyes are full of pampering, how can there be half blame. Ling Xi was stunned for a moment, raised her little head, the corners of her mouth were still full of crumbs of osmanthus cake, she looked up and found that everyone was looking at her, she exclaimed in fright, and immediately squatted down with her head down, just covered by the stone table.

Ye Cheng looked at the scene in front of him, his heart warmed, and he answered, and then sat on the fourth stone bench. Picking up a delicate osmanthus cake, Ye Cheng put it in his mouth, melted in his mouth, and the fragrance of osmanthus was endlessly blurred, as if people instantly came to a breezy osmanthus forest, and the fragrant fragrance of flowers was refreshing. Ye Cheng's eyes lit up, and the speed in his hand also became faster, Ling Xi secretly saw that his Ye Cheng brother was about to finish his favorite osmanthus cake, and he didn't care about being shy at the moment, and immediately got out and started the battle to snatch the osmanthus cake.

Ling Shenjue and Mrs. Ling looked at the two lively children who were robbing, their faces were full of smiles, such a quiet and happy life must continue forever.

After eating osmanthus cake, Ye Cheng followed Ling Shenjue to taste Mrs. Ling's homemade flower tea, the faint tea fragrance mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, which made people feel refreshed.

"Cheng'er, are you at the beginning of the forging body now?" Ling Shenjue raised his eyebrows and asked casually.

"Yes, Uncle Ling. Ye Cheng put down the teacup and nodded.

"Hehe, since you have entered the path of cultivation, then I will also teach you the divine cultivation techniques of our Divine Mansion, I don't know if you are ready?" Ling Shenjue looked at Ye Cheng, the abnormal changes set off by this young man that day are still vivid, how powerful the soul power of that huge heaven and earth vitality needs to be triggered, and a monk like Ling Shenjue who stands at the top of the divine cultivation is naturally clearer than anyone else. Although this soul power is not worth mentioning to Ling Shenjue, as long as he is willing, he can even make the vitality of the entire human world lose balance and riot at any time, but it is commendable that Ye Cheng has never cultivated various soul techniques, which means that his soul power is innate. After being shocked by Ye Cheng's proud talent on the path of immortal cultivation, Ling Shenjue also had great expectations for his talent in divine cultivation.

"I'm ready, Uncle Ling. Ye Cheng looked at Ling Shenjue very seriously and said, whether it is to become a strong man or to follow the instructions of his master, he must become a divine cultivator, and he is an excellent divine cultivator. Since ancient times, although there has been no shortage of monks who have taken several paths of initiation, after all, their experiences are scattered, so there are very few people who can go to the extreme on two or even three paths at the same time, and this kind of person is called holy cultivation. But everyone knows that although it is difficult to start, as long as a certain achievement is really achieved, it is not just a simple matter of one plus one, a monk of the same level, if it is a two-way dual-element holy cultivation of the same initiate, he can easily deal with dozens of opponents, not to mention the three-dimensional holy cultivation of the three-way initiate. Corresponding to its strength is the difficulty of cultivation, Nuo Da is a human realm, and countless geniuses have risen, but there are only a handful of holy cultivators who can be called a strong person, such as Ling Shenjue in front of him.

"There are only two outcomes of becoming a saint, either you can achieve nothing and become unknown, or you can become famous and get ahead. Ling Shenjue patiently explained to Ye Cheng.

"I can, I can!" the young man stood up and said extremely solemnly, raising his head so high that Ling Shenjue smiled - how similar it was to Ye Qiansheng back then.

Ling Shenjue didn't ask any more, he knew how much such a young man could stick to his choice, even if he was covered in bruises, he would go down the path he chose. He raised his hand, a little star flashed, and the two of them disappeared together beside the stone table.

It was a strange space, a purple haze as far as the eye could see, with a sparkling light in between, like a vast nebula, the same energy that surrounded it that morning.

"Who are these?" Ye Cheng looked around in surprise, immediately thinking of the energy around Chenxi when he watched the battle that day.

"Why, do you know it?" Ling Shenjue was also a little surprised.

"I've seen this all around Dawn before. Ye Cheng explained.

"So you can see these star powers. But it's no wonder that Chimori was also able to see the enemy's Yuan Force running at the beginning. Ling Shenjue was immediately relieved, "These brilliant energies are called star power, and as the name suggests, they are the yuan power that comes from the stars. Because of the particularity of this Yuan Force, not many people use it, and probably only the people of Nebula Pavilion will use this Yuan Force to cultivate. And the exercises I am going to give you today are to use this star power to refine your soul for you. As he spoke, a fist-sized milky white ball of light appeared in Ling Shenjue's right hand, pointing at Ye Cheng from afar. Ye Cheng felt as if he was locked by something, the white light cluster levitated, and slowly flew towards Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng did not dodge, let the light cluster drill into his eyebrows, and the tide of strange memories came flooding, Ye Cheng, who had experience, immediately sat cross-legged, gathered his mind, and slowly combed those memories.

A picture appeared in Ye Cheng's mind, it was a gloomy sky and a dark sea, the heavy and oppressive atmosphere made people breathless, and the golden lightning flashed and swam in the dark clouds, with a deafening roar, becoming the most shining existence in this world. The golden lightning was like a living thing, shuttling through space at a very fast speed, appearing and disappearing negligently. It's hard to see its trajectory.

"Born in Hongmeng, born in chaos, not according to the order of heaven, not according to the time of the earth. Crossing the universe in an instant, it is for the wandering gods. "The vast and misty voice came out of nowhere, like the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, deafening. Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, and he had come to a sea again, but this sea area was very peculiar: the sea was blue, but it was completely opaque, mixed with golden milky white liquid, so calm that it did not set off a trace of waves. Judging from Ye Cheng's field of vision, the radius was only one mile, and beyond that was the hazy chaos. In the center of the sea area, a slowly rotating whirlpool with a diameter of about 100 meters, and Ye Cheng was now suspended above the whirlpool in the form of a bright golden light the size of a head.

"Is this ・・・・・・ my sea of consciousness? I am now in the state of my soul?" Ye Cheng quickly understood where he was, and now he was examining his sea of consciousness with his soul state.

The vast and misty Great Dao Sanskrit sound sounded again, and the calm sea of consciousness immediately rippled in circles, and as the Sanskrit chant became clearer and louder, Ye Cheng's sea of consciousness began to set off waves.

In less than a moment, the whirlpool in the center of Ye Cheng's sea of consciousness had expanded to the entire sea of consciousness, and the huge whirlpool was rapidly rotating under the traction of some powerful force, Ye Cheng's soul was also attracted by an irresistible force, and was directly pulled into the terrifying whirlpool, and a sense of tearing directly invaded the soul, and Ye Cheng immediately fell into boundless darkness.

Periphery, in the boundless star power, Ye Cheng's figure sat cross-legged, and the boundless star power machine surged in extremely violently, and other people would have been shattered by this kind of energy impact, but Ye Cheng relied on his strong physique and continuous repair of vitality, Ye Cheng insisted on maintaining this kind of violent energy input.

Ling Shenjue watched quietly, he knew that the seemingly weak young man in front of him was about to usher in another transformation.