Chapter Seventy-One: Washing the Soul, Clearing the Acupoints, and Shaping the Scriptures
The appearance is ordinary, but the mist that is exuded through transpiration is very special, occasionally it is foggy, and occasionally it hovers and circles like a living real dragon.
Zhang Yixian stayed outside the Creation Pool, looking at the water vapor within reach through a layer of translucent energy cover.
"Wait, wait. I didn't expect this creation pool to really be in this dragon head mountain. Yuan Yi's voice contained a slight tremble, and even his tone was a little urgent.
Zhang Yixian's fingers also began to tremble slightly, and when he entered the pool in front of him, he would be able to recover his flesh and blood body again, and he could have many things again.
He wanted to pass through the translucent energy shield immediately, and tried to move forward for a long time, but he couldn't get even half a step close to the Creation Pool anyway.
Just when he wanted to use the power of the divine soul in his body to resist the pressure that blocked his progress, the water waves on the edge of the plank road beside him suddenly rose, as if boiling water was boiling, and a clearly raised water wave appeared in the center, and then it was black again, giving people a cold feeling.
Zhang Yixian had no impulse, and the divine soul power that had just appeared on the tips of his fingers rolled back along his arm, and his body remained in the same position as before.
There was a clear sound of "......".
A head covered with black dragon scales slowly surfaced, and the eyes as big as a bull's eye had a cold and cold look, just looking at it made people feel that they couldn't help but feel an endless cold breath surging all over their bodies.
"This is the Yin Dragon, the most evil of the dragon clan, it eats other dragon beasts to maintain consumption, and its greatest preference is to eat the same kind raw. That's why he's also called a glutton. ”
Yuan Yi's voice sounded in Zhang Yixian's heart, and his gluttonous eyes were still staring at the ant that suddenly appeared in his eyes.
But after looking at it for a long time, it felt that there was no ant meat, only a little soul, and it was not particularly pure, and it was useless to eat it.
But it was still staring, and the cold aura in its eyes became stronger and stronger, as if an assassin was accumulating power and carrying out a thunderous blow.
"Hoo ......"
White air erupts from its large nostrils, and then it sucks it back, circulating back and forth, and it seems to be happy to do it.
Zhang Yixian felt that his body had a stiff feeling, it was not his illusion, but the cold aura mixed with the breath of gluttony made his soul begin to feel cold.
Despite this, he still didn't dare to move a little, and Yuan Yi told him that the strength of this gluttonous man was at least above that of the Golden Immortal, and even reached the point of a half-step Daluo.
If he made a move, Zhang Yixian couldn't even take his blow, and the final result could only be annihilation.
The gluttonous man looked very patient, and the two bull's eyes stopped about three feet above the water, just half of the head exposed.
"Wait, Yin Dragon seems to be very patient, but in fact, this is just its appearance, don't be fooled. ”
Yuan Yi was still encouraging him, Zhang Yixian even felt that he didn't need to deliberately maintain his body at the moment, the breath of gluttony had already stiffened his body, and if he continued like this, he might be gone.
A ......sound similar to a baby's cry came from his lying mouth, and a pair of bull's eyes no longer looked curious, and after a groan, his black head began to dive beneath the water.
Staring at an ant for so long, it feels like the pride of this ant for the rest of its life.
Zhang Yixian didn't know what the gluttony thought, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, since he became a city god, he had never experienced such a coldness.
He moved his body, barely able to move one arm, and then the unfrozen divine power on his arm relieved the rest of his body.
His whole body was paralyzed on the plank road, and his eyes looked at the creation pool in front of him, extremely firm.
"You can't use the power of the divine soul to resist this pressure, otherwise the Yin Dragon will appear again, and the luck at that time is definitely not as good as this time. Zhang Yixian made up his mind with a slight groan.
When his body became more flexible, he began to approach the Creation Pool with his steps.
The feeling of being unable to be outside the force forever was very uncomfortable, Zhang Yixian's footsteps never took a step forward, and the space around the Creation Pool seemed to be filled with transparent soil, so that his footsteps could not move forward no matter what.
He didn't dare to make a sound, the pain could only be held in his mouth, and he could only let his footsteps stay in the air in front of him with all his might, unable to step down, let alone stepping.
"Alas. There is nothing more important in the world than this. In the golden seal, Yuan Yi sighed, and then took a pure color divine soul power from his body, and instantly merged into his body from the Chenghuang Golden Seal along Zhang Yixian's waist.
He seemed to have taken a dose of great tonic, and his footsteps, which he could no longer step on, sank suddenly, and the soles of his feet really stepped on the plank road in front of him, making a crisp sound.
Zhang Yixian felt as if a force of heaven and earth had been injected into his body, and he had the illusion that one punch could break the sky.
He didn't understand what was going on, but he could clearly hear the groans of the gluttonous mantle like a baby's cry beneath the surface of the lake.
He didn't hesitate, and with the thumping force generated in his body, he walked forward angrily, taking three steps in a row, and did not stop breathing until his entire body was contained in the hard space around the Creation Pool.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the glutton's big mouth glowing with cold and cold air open, and he bit in the direction where Zhang Yixian was, and then the energy cover on the creation pool was also three times stronger towards the glutton's big mouth.
The lost gluttony screamed, and the tone was extremely miserable, and then the surrounding lake was constantly splashed by its angry figure.
Zhang Yixian breathed a sigh of relief, no longer caring about the angry gluttony behind him, but stopped for a breath and moved forward again, his arm constantly stretched out along the space in front of him.
The tip of his hand just touched the edge of the protective shield of the Creation Pool, and a fresh feeling, full of vitality like spring, kept coming from his fingertips.
Even if it was just a divine soul body, he clearly sensed this indescribable aura.
Zhang Yixian wanted to stab the last barrier between him and the Creation Pool, but even though he wanted to enter, God seemed to be playing with him.
His body couldn't move, and his fingertips could only feel the slightest sensation coming from the edge of the shield.
"Ah!" Zhang Yixian shouted, but his voice never left his mouth.
The space around him was solidified, and he seemed to have become the dirt that filled the vacancy here.
But he longs for a new life, wants to move forward, but he can't.
He still didn't give up, like a child who was beginning to learn to walk, looking at the road ahead, firm and persistent.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound of metal landing sounded, Zhang Yixian felt that there was something more under his feet, he seemed to have strength, stepping on the thing that provided power under his feet, his body moved forward an inch with great difficulty, his fingers easily pierced the protective shield, and then a new breath flowed all over his body.
He was able to move, the force that had crushed him was gone, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and his body instantly entered the range of the Creation Pool.
Streams of mist circulated and spread through his body like a child returning home, and with each advance a thin layer of fluorescent light on the surface of his body.
The further he walked, the more intoxicated Zhang Yixian became with the breath of the Creation Pool, this feeling was indescribable, he could only experience it alone, he closed his eyes, his hands were slightly open, and he strode under his feet.
"Puff ......" sounded, and Zhang Yixian's figure was shrouded in the dense mist that could not be dissolved, and only signs of the flow of mist around him could be seen.
Yuan Yi guarded the Golden Seal of the City God and stayed outside the Creation Pool, looking at Zhang Yixian with an intoxicated face, and suddenly had a headache.
The whole body was immersed in the water of the creation pool, Zhang Yixian felt that his soul had been washed over, and it was indeed the case of the strong.
The water of the pond of creation is something handed down from ancient times, although it does not have the ability to reverse yin and yang, and raise life and death, but the flesh and bones are its only effect.
Countless pools of water and qi flowing in the air flowed on Zhang Yixian's body, washing his soul over and over again.
When this process was over, the water vapor above the pool that originally shrouded Zhang Yixian's body suddenly dispersed, forming a mist aura, which was very beautiful.
Zhang Yixian was still intoxicated, and he didn't feel awake at all, and at this moment, the water in the Creation Pool began to wrap up along his body, like a water dragon trying to ascend to the sky, constantly climbing up.
Immediately after the water dragon, the originally pure water in the pool began to glow with a faint light, and there were some dots of light under the water that gathered towards Zhang Yixian.
"It's time to start. Yuan Yi was a little nervous, although he could see it, he couldn't provide other help to Zhang Yixian at this moment, and letting him enter the Creation Pool was the last help he could give.
"Come on!"
Yuan Yi was very nervous, he had only heard of this process, and seeing it with his own eyes at the moment was another experience.
The stars under the water of the Creation Pool were still gathering towards Zhang Yixian's body, and then gradually flowed around his body along his soul, like needles, and stabbed towards Zhang Yixian's soul.
"Ah~!"
"Humph!"
Zhang Yixian, who was still immersed a moment ago and couldn't extricate himself, opened his eyes violently, and looked towards the source of the pain, those dots of light were spreading all over his body, and then he pierced the meridians and spiritual apertures on the body of the divine soul mercilessly.
"Soul washing, acupuncture, and scripture shaping have begun. ”
Zhang Yixian wanted to roar loudly, but he couldn't make a sound, and a star point pierced deeply towards his throat.
His face was distorted by the pain from the spirit, a level he had never experienced since he was born.
He wanted to give up, but the waves in the pool of creation were running like a computer program.