Chapter 37: The Spiritual Pressure of a Spiritual Monk

However, in the end, Tang Xiong also reminded Yang Ning that a sect can stand tall for a thousand years, no matter how unbearable the evaluation of the outside world is, it must not be underestimated, and the door does not exclude the existence of talented disciples who are promising in all aspects.

Although the charm gate is a single means, it also has its desirable side. Being able to trigger multiple talismans to launch an attack at the same time is equivalent to launching multiple spells to attack the opponent at the same time, if it is not the opponent's strength that can crush him, in the face of the attack of several spells, even if he can cope with it, it is enough.

This is still an ordinary sect person using a single attribute of the rune spell attack, if a certain key cultivation of the core disciple with multiple attributes of the aura in the door, at the same time to stimulate a variety of attributes of the rune spell, and some genius disciples are lucky enough to master a trace of different attributes superimposed skills, then the combined attack of the rune will be much more powerful.

Or two people who cultivate aura of different attributes will also occasionally join forces with each other to exert the same effect. Therefore, when facing opponents at the same level, there is a certain advantage to occupy.

"Hehe, the strength of this sect is not strong, and the strongest people in the sect have not yet cultivated to the spiritual level, Brother Yang doesn't have to worry about them daring to come and find trouble. Moreover, this sect has a drawback, that is, it takes time for them to launch the talisman, as long as you get close to their body within this time, all the attacks they are ready to launch will be self-defeating, and the rest will either resist hard, or flee quickly. Hehe......"

Tang Xiong told Yang Ning in detail about the charm door he knew.

Since the establishment of the sect, the charm gate has been entrenched in the mountains and mountains in the west of the border of the Zhennan Dynasty, after hundreds of years of development, continue to grow, and later attached to the Heavenly Gate of Ten Thousand Soldiers, the establishment of the Norvi Dynasty, with fifty counties.

"Oh, listening to Brother Tang's tone, it seems that the strength of this sect is not worth talking about in Brother Tang's eyes."

Although he knew that Tang Xiong was a seventh-level spiritual powerhouse, if he wanted to destroy the entire Charm Gate with his own strength, it didn't seem so easy, right? After all, there is a half-step spirit product powerhouse in the Charm Gate who is about to break through, and it is easy to defeat, but if he is bent on escaping, it is another matter to kill him again, Yang Ning was very surprised by this.

"Hehe, Brother Yang, it seems that you really have to hurry up to the Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion, your cultivation knowledge is too little, you have to make up for it. Mortal monks are a few ranks apart, and if they can't fight, they can rely on their body speed or some special skills to get out of the fighting distance between the two, so as to get out. Because everyone uses aura activation spells, there is a certain distance limit, and there is not too much threat beyond this distance. ”

"But cultivating to achieve spiritual products is completely different, the spiritual energy refined into the body undergoes a qualitative change, from gas to liquid, and the strength will be turned upside down. The energy used by the monk is upgraded from spiritual energy to spiritual power, and while operating spiritual power, an invisible spiritual pressure is generated. Although this spiritual pressure is affected by the strength of the monk's own cultivation, there is also a limit on the distance. However, it was a special imprisoning force field formed by a high-ranking monk against a low-level monk that could not be explained in words. ”

"As long as the person with a lower cultivation level is within the opponent's spiritual pressure range, they will be affected by the imprisoning force field, and the greater the difference in cultivation, the greater the impact. If a mortal monk is imprisoned by this spiritual oppression, it will be like being in a muddy rock, and it will be difficult to move. Brother Yang, you say, there is not even a sect of spiritual cultivators, do you need me to take it seriously? Hehe......"

For Yang Ning's question, Tang Xiong took the trouble to explain it carefully.

"That...... Brother Tang, can I feel the spiritual pressure you just mentioned? ”

After listening to Tang Xiong's explanation, Yang Ning's eyes were full of light, with his own cultivation speed, it would not take long to reach the spirit level, and he really wanted to feel the unique ability of the spirit cultivator in advance.

"Brother Yang, are you sure you want to try? You're only at the seventh level of cultivation now, and it's not a good thing to get in touch too early. Or, when you get to the Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion and you reach the ninth level of perfection, then try again? ”

Tang Xiong looked at Yang Ning with strange eyes, he was really ignorant and fearless! Cultivation pays attention to one step at a time, and the most important thing is to avoid being ambitious. If the Dao Heart is not enough, and too much power beyond the level of one's own cultivation is too early to be exposed too early, it will easily cause the Dao Heart to be damaged or even shattered, causing the cultivation to stagnate for life.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the elders of the sect will strictly require the younger generations to never rashly try to contact and understand these overly advanced level forces.

"Brother Tang, the younger brother is very yearning for the power of the spiritual monk, so he dared to ask Brother Tang to demonstrate one or two."

Yang Ning left the table and took a step forward, looking at Tang Xiong with a determined look in his eyes.

Seeing Yang Ning's determined eyes, Tang Xiong's eyes also had a gleam, and he also wanted to know what made Yang Ning have such confidence.

"Good! Then Brother Yang paid attention. ”

Tang Xiong is also a bold person, with a burly body standing straight in front of Yang Ning. His expression was a little solemn, his hands were naturally on his waist, and he looked at Yang Ning majestically.

A strange aura slowly emanated from Tang Xiong's body, like heavy, ethereal, and flowing water, which could not be explained in words.

When this breath diverged and enveloped Yang Ning, Yang Ning felt a majestic and irresistible huge force that he didn't recognize, imprisoning himself in place from up and down, left and right, front and back, and this huge force was slowly compressing inward little by little, trying to flatten himself, and even feeling a little difficult to breathe.

Yang Ning hurriedly ran the Mixed Yuan Swallowing Spirit Technique, but he felt extremely difficult to move his fingers, as if his fingers were hanging with a weight of 10,000 catties, his face gradually turned red, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Just when Yang Ning felt extremely uncomfortable, the soil lump in the dantian suddenly shook slightly, and an imperceptible fluctuation instantly flowed through the whole body like flowing water, and the strange force field that imprisoned Yang Ning suddenly lost its effect.

The feeling of being depressed disappeared suddenly, and Yang Ning took a deep breath, which lasted a full minute before he stopped satisfied. The reddened face gradually returned to normal, Yang Ning raised the back of his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, let out a long sullen breath, and hugged Tang Xiong:

"Brother Tang, I didn't feel it personally, I didn't know that this spiritual pressure was so terrifying. Thank you! ”

This is Yang Ning's sincere gratitude to Tang Xiong, who can make him feel the power of a spiritual cultivator. This gave him a certain understanding of the impact of the spirit level in the future. As everyone knows, when he looked up, he saw Tang Xiong's mouth open enough to stuff a big duck egg, trembling all over, stretching out his finger to point at him, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. If you look closely, you can still see Tang Xiong's face twitching constantly, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

"Brother Tang, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well? Don't scare me. ”

Finding Tang Xiong's strangeness, Yang Ning was very surprised and asked with concern. The monk absorbs the aura of heaven and earth to improve his body, and there are few problems, and if there is an abnormality, it is a very important matter.

Because of Yang Ning's abnormality, the spiritual pressure emitted by Tang Xiong had dissipated imperceptibly in the seriousness.

"You, you, you ......"

His fingers trembled, he couldn't say a word, and even his voice trembled.

"Brother Tang! Don ......"

"Tell me! How did you manage to get rid of the spiritual pressure! ”

Before Yang Ning could finish speaking, Brother Tang suddenly rushed forward like a sheep, grabbing Yang Ning's collar with both hands, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared loudly like a madman.

"Uh. That, Brother Tang, calm down! Calm down! What is it to get rid of spiritual pressure? To be honest, I don't know what's going on, just when I felt the most uncomfortable and was about to lose my breath, the pressure around me suddenly disappeared, and I thought it was Brother Tang who withdrew the spiritual pressure. ”

Yang Ning himself couldn't figure out what was going on? But I guessed that it was related to the accident of the exercises I obtained, but this kind of thing must not be disclosed to others.

"You, you, huh...... It seems that Brother Yang has a big secret. Well, since it is inconvenient for Yang Ning to disclose, then it is not good for me to continue to ask. Brother Yang has also been busy for most of the day, and he must be very tired, so I won't disturb Brother Yang anymore to rest, Brother Yang will rest again, and I will come to you to set off with you in two days. ”

Staring at Yang Ning's eyes full of sincerity, Tang Xiong knew that he would not ask what the result would be, and his expression was a little frustrated. Gently patted Yang Ning's shoulder, and left Yang Ning's hut a little lonely.