Cold Spirit City, Spirit Mine Mountain Range

In the spherical light curtain of the dark mountain stream, the Mixed Yuan Taizu quietly stared at a huge ball of spiritual power light in front of him, and in that huge spiritual ball was tightly wrapped a thin young man—Qiye.

Qiye sat quietly in the spirit ball, his lips were biting, his eyes were closed, his thin face looked very difficult, and his forehead was drenched in sweat. The thick spiritual power in the spirit ball tightly wrapped Qiye's thin body one by one, and then continued to penetrate into the body from the pores of the skin.

The spiritual power penetrated the surface of the body and continued to burn every piece of flesh and blood in Qiye's body, bombarding every silent vein, and constantly releasing spiritual power to activate the blood vessels. Subsequently, the bones of Qiye's body began to "gurgle" under the continuous squeeze of infiltrating spiritual power.

"Ahh Yes.. Ahhh Nanaya felt like he was about to be suffocated: all his bones were crushed in the unbearable length, like crushed bones and ashes.

The severe pain and impact of the continuous shattering of bones inch by inch all over the body has exceeded the deep understanding of pain of this seven or eight-year-old boy. Even the blood whips in the hands of the soldiers of the slave camp had never made Seven Nights so desperate. Streams of irrepressible blood in his chest came out of Qiyesi's mouth like a boil, and his eyes, which were stretched by severe pain, were also red and almost burst.

If you can't bear the pain of building a foundation, you will stop here for the rest of your life. There are many more tribulations ahead, even more. Mixed Yuan Taizu looked at such a painful seven nights, and couldn't bear to close his eyes and said distressedly. Although he was faintly worried in his heart, when he didn't see the final ending, the Mixed Yuan Taizu still firmly believed in the seven nights.

With the end of the first wave of spiritual power quenching, the spiritual power that penetrated began to release coldness, but at this moment, Qiye's consciousness had completely passed out, and he couldn't feel the change in the temperature in his body at all. In the slow ice erosion and forging, the blood flowing in Qiye's body gradually became warm, and it didn't take long for the coolness to gradually become cold. In the end, Qiye's body became as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The chill hit, and Qiye's body began to tremble instinctively, and a trace of white gas leaked out from the corners of his mouth, and the blood in his body changed from bright red to cold blue. The heart wrapped in the cold body also became more and more slow and weak from the strong beat at the beginning, and finally the heartbeat gradually calmed down. At this moment, the breath of Qiye's body has completely dissipated, and only a trace of life has not yet been lost.

The second wave of spiritual power, Ice Quenching, is slowly unfolding......

In the chaos, Qiye's mind slowly fell into the abyss as if it had sunk into an ice pool, looking at the few white lights that were getting farther and farther away in the sky above. Seven nights were unexpectedly calm and calm, closing their eyes without a trace of struggle. In this silent abyss of ice, where there was no feeling, no life, as if it had never been born, the seven nights were like liberation, and their minds were swallowed up in the darkness of chaos.

Soon, Qiye's epicardium began to condense a layer of white frost that was about to burst at the snap of a finger, and the white frost continued to coagulate and thicken to form a thin layer of blue ice. The blue ice continued to spread quietly, completely enveloping the entire stopped heart in a few breaths. After the heart was completely frozen by the blue ice, the blue ice began to slowly spread out to the surroundings again, and the countless blood vessels connecting the heart from all over the body went down the vine......

In the end, countless blood vessels were frozen like ice sculptures, and Qiye's body was completely frozen, like a huge ice palace uninhabited. And the crazy blue ice did not stop there, pervasive, and gradually on the surface skin of the seven nights, there were blue ice erosion out, forming pieces of ice spots the size of fingernails, the ice spots continued to expand and connected into a piece, the entire hanging body of the seven nights was frozen, and the seven nights after the full freeze looked like a crystal clear, dreamlike ice sculpture.

At this moment, the Mixed Yuan Taizu was still staring intently at the situation in Qiye's body. But even under the preoccupied gaze of the Mixed Yuan Taizu, he didn't notice it at all: at this moment, in the completely frozen veins in Qiye's body, a few grains of slightly shiny red light suddenly flashed, and the points of light were like the sharp edge of a needle, as strong and weak as breathing, extremely weird.

And at this moment, Qiye's mind has been completely immersed in the darkness that knows no edge and does not see the depths, Qiye calmly looks at everything around him, he doesn't know how he got here, but no matter what, he firmly believes in the master. Although the process was so painful and long, Qiye would choose to grit his teeth and persevere.

In a dark world, it is easy to forget the existence of time, and in such a dark world without everything, perhaps staying for even a minute can make people despair. But Nanaya was suspended quietly in such an environment, he didn't know what he had to do, and he couldn't do anything in such a world......

Quietly, quietly...... I don't know how much time has passed, or maybe time hasn't passed. Qiye's mind began to become a little sleepy, and inexplicable sleepiness gradually came in, and he felt that his eyelids began to struggle to slide down slowly. Although the eyes are no different whether they are open or closed, they see no differently. But Nanaya could still feel his eyelids slowly drooping at an imperceptible slow speed in the invisible darkness......

Suddenly, Qiye's heart was excited, and he remembered the instructions of the Mixed Yuan Taizu: The mind is immortal, and the original spirit is immortal! At that time, he didn't understand what this meant, but now he gradually understood. If your mind falls asleep here, then your soul will probably be swallowed up by darkness, and you may die completely.

After suddenly realizing this, Nanaya suddenly shook and forcibly pulled himself together to suppress the sleepiness that swept over. Then he stretched out his right arm and bit it hard, but strangely enough, there was no pain on his arm, and it was so dark that he couldn't see any blood flowing out. But despite this, Qiye is still stubborn and bites his arm without slackening. I can't let myself sleep with nothing to do, and let the only remaining consciousness quietly dissipate, and Seven Nights has this belief in my heart.

In this way, seven nights kept biting his arm, repeatedly, tirelessly, not knowing how long he had bitten or how many times he had bitten. In the silent darkness, the boy bit his arm stubbornly and monotonously. No matter how many bites you take, you don't feel anything, and you don't get tired. Seven Nights felt like he was trapped in an unspeakable quagmire of despair: there was no way, no way out, only crumbling but unwilling to persevere......

I don't know how long the rings of time have rolled, and gradually the seven nights finally feel the darkness in front of my eyes, and there is a faint haze. This faint induction made Qiye's heart, which was on the verge of collapse, suddenly rise with indescribable excitement. In such desperate darkness, even a little regain of sight is enough to make people cry with joy.

As the faint and hazy gradually became clear, Nanaya could clearly see his arm. And when he saw his arm, Nanaya's excited face was shocked in disbelief: the arm that had been bitten by himself didn't know how many times it had been bitten, but there were no tooth marks and wounds at all, and the whole arm was intact.

And as the darkness that enveloped his mind quietly receded, Nanaya finally saw his mental form: an appearance that was exactly the same as a real person, but the body was extremely small. The body is full of fluorescence, not a physical body but a body cast by spiritual power, this is what countless spiritual cultivators have been longing for all their lives: spiritual spirit!

The spirit is a spiritual object that is cultivated at a deeper level in the soul and mind of a spiritual practitioner. Possessing a spiritual spirit means that a spiritual practitioner can have a sharper spiritual perception, a stronger spiritual control, and a more powerful storage power. And after thousands of tempering and forging, the spirit can evolve into a clone that is very close to the combat power of the deity. And the place where the spirit is born is called: "Spirit Realm", and the Spirit Realm is the dantian qi sea where cultivators store spiritual power. The sheer size of the spirit realm also means that the storage capacity is strong.

And as the strength level of the spiritual cultivator increases, the dazzling "Spirit Stars" will continue to evolve in the Spirit Realm: the greater the number of Spirit Stars, the stronger the spiritual power. The larger the size of the spirit star, the stronger the spiritual power.

Therefore, the appearance of the spiritual realm is a sign that mortals have reached the threshold base of spirituality.

In this world, only one percent of people are able to become spiritual practitioners through foundation building. Despite this, the spiritual power consumption of holding a foundation building psychic is also very large. Powerful sects also generally use spirit arrays to conduct foundation building spirits for their large number of beginner disciples.

Obviously, with the help of the rich and refined spiritual power of the Mixed Yuan Taizu, Qiye successfully became a spiritual cultivator after the ancient foundation building, opened up the spiritual realm in his body, and became a spiritual cultivator of the "primary stage". And Seven Nights didn't know that the spiritual realm opened up by ordinary junior spiritual cultivators was even more vast: the spiritual realm that ordinary spiritual cultivators initially opened up was only a few directions, while Seven Nights was a hundred directions. There are still 50 faintly shining spirit stars in the spirit realm, while ordinary spiritual cultivators initially only have 10 or even a few, and geniuses only have about 30.

As the level of spiritual power increases, the spiritual realm will continue to expand, and the number of spirit stars will continue to increase. But even if you have a spiritual realm, you may not be able to successfully give birth to a spirit in the spiritual realm, just as not all shells in the sea can give birth to black pearls. Only 1 in 10,000 people can be born at the time of initial enlightenment, and if they fail to achieve spiritual spirit at the time of enlightenment, it will be difficult to achieve spiritual spirit in the future.

The spirit of the seven nights hung silently in the void of the spirit world, carefully scanning the entire empty spirit world: the dark night had receded into the distance, and there was nothing in the space except the slightest colorful spirit star. Despite this, Nanaya still looked at all this in amazement, like an explorer in an unknown world, his face full of surprise.

And when Qiye looked at the spirit world curiously, outside the iceberg that sealed the frozen flesh, a large amount of remaining strong spiritual power was still gathered. Seeing that Qiye had safely passed through the spiritual danger, the Mixed Yuan Taizu stretched his face and waved with one hand: the remaining strong spiritual power penetrated the iceberg barrier like a flood of breaking embankments, and poured majestic into Qiye's body.

In the spiritual realm, seven nights hung in the air. Suddenly, in the dark sky, there was a loud bang, and a torrent of pure spiritual power continued to pour down from all directions like a waterfall, falling into the abyss below the spirit world. The spiritual power was wrapped in the galloping momentum of thousands of horses, and its unstoppable magnificent scene deeply shocked the seven nights. And the spiritual power pouring into the abyss soon formed a huge whirlpool, the whirlpool rotated slowly, like a huge grinding disc as thick as Mount Tai, with the momentum of crushing everything, its roaring and majestic sound was deafening.

"Hahaha...... Congratulations on the success of the foundation building!" In the dark space of the spirit world, I remembered the old but joyful congratulatory voice of the Mixed Yuan Taizu.

"Thank you, Master, the success of the disciple now is all due to the Master. Qiye said gratefully, although he didn't know where the voice of the Mixed Yuan Taizu came from, he still bowed down reverently.

"Being a teacher can only give you a little help, as for the outcome, it's all up to you. Mixed Yuan Taizu said truthfully.

"Excuse me, Master, how do I exit this space. Qiye reined in his excitement just now, and asked with some confusion.

"Just sit still, and let your mind come out. "Mixed Yuan Taizu explained quietly.

Qiye, according to what Taizu said, closed his eyes and quietly held his breath, and then his mind turned. Only then did he open his hazy naked eyes with some discomfort, and all the scenes in front of him were shrouded in a crimson color, which was extremely fierce. After noticing the abnormality, Qiye quickly closed his eyes and tried to use his spiritual power to wash his pupils, and then slowly opened them again, and the crimson blood gradually faded.

At this moment, Qiye was sitting cross-legged in the freezing of the iceberg, and after he was fully awake, the frozen iceberg began to crack inch by inch, and then cracks were cut open like a snake. In a "whoosh" sound, the entire small iceberg was shattered and peeled off, revealing the thin body of the young man. It was a petite body that had undergone the baptism of forging and was reborn in Nirvana, and no one knew what kind of fate he would unfold.