Xiao Ziyang naturally didn't care about the disturbances of the many monks with ulterior motives behind him, and after a burst of blue light flashed, he appeared in a huge and empty hall.

Appearing in the main hall, Xiao Ziyang staggered towards the door.

Out of the main hall, he groped, holding on to the railing, step by step across the arched bridge, planted over the railing, and burrowed into the dense woods.

Xiao Ziyang struggled to crawl through the woods.

However, for dozens of miles, he actually groped for three days, during which he did not know how many times he fell, and the gorgeous clothes on his body, which were valuable and had the effect of avoiding dust, were full of muddy water and dirty at this time.

When Xiao Ziyang finally saw the scenery in his memory, he couldn't help but feel the urge to cry.

Of course Xiao Ziyang didn't cry, he let go of his steps, staggered and jumped two steps, and hit the blue light curtain headlong, this light curtain did not seem to block people from entering and exiting, he plunged into the light curtain, feeling like he had drilled into a viscous liquid.

The light curtain was not thick, but it was only three feet, and Xiao Ziyang came out of the light curtain and threw himself on the ground. A familiar, soul-piercing strong wind blew in his face.

Feeling this cold wind, Xiao Ziyang had a difficult smile on his face, and he hurriedly escaped his divine thoughts out of his body and dispersed into the air.

Feeling the pain transmitted back from this divine thought, like Ling Chi scraping his bones, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, there was pain, it meant that his method was useful, and he felt the slimy thinking as if he was soaked in oil, and under the cold wind, he seemed to become a little sober. Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It felt like walking out of the house on a winter morning with the confusion of just waking up, and the cold and fresh wind blowing on your face.

Xiao Ziyang tried his best to exude all his divine thoughts. And disperse the energy of the divine thoughts, and accept the baptism and tempering of the wind as much as possible.

Time passed day by day, and Xiao Ziyang's bloated and clumsy Yuan Shen was condensed and emaciated day by day. The feeling of being blinded by lard in my head also lessened day by day.

Ten years later, the wind outside this great array had no effect on Xiao Ziyang's spirit. But Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen did not fully recover. Although compared to when he first came, he could barely control his body, but now he can cast spells at will, and the situation is much better.

But his primordial spirit at this time was still bloated. Reflexes and speed are inferior even to those of Monk Jindan.

Xiao Ziyang accepted the Yuan Shen and sat on the ground, his face gloomy and uncertain.

There are two paths in front of Xiao Ziyang. First, immediately return to the Immortal Mansion, retreat and cultivate, forgetting what the Soul Devouring Secret Realm is, and forgetting the quasi-spirit treasure. Cultivate to the peak of the Yuan Infant in one go. As long as he can cross the threshold of the gods. You will definitely be able to digest the powerful soul of Jiuxuanzi.

But with his current situation, let alone crossing the threshold of transforming into a god, if there is any accident in his cultivation, he may die because he can't handle it.

The second way is to try the blue pillar of wind. When he thought of that carelessness many years ago, the terrible feeling of the dissolution of the original spirit seemed to hit his heart again, and he shuddered.

But what else can he do now?

Xiao Ziyang sighed and stood up. He patted the dirt on his body and slipped headlong into the blue light curtain behind him. He was back in the dense forest where he had fallen countless times.

However, this time he recovered most of the monk's abilities, and quickly flew through the dense forest and returned to the hall in the middle of the lake.

Standing in the main hall and looking at the blue wind pillar that reached the sky in front of him, a trace of fear flashed in Xiao Ziyang's eyes.

After half a ring, the expression on Xiao Ziyang's face gradually calmed down, and the gaze in his eyes gradually became firm.

Xiao Ziyang has never been the kind of heroic person who faces difficulties, he is more willing to take a detour and use wisdom to solve problems, but if he falls into a desperate situation, he does not lack the courage to fight hard.

He took a step, slowly but surely, towards the pillar of wind.

As soon as Xiao Ziyang stepped into the pillar of wind, he felt a cold breeze enter his body, and his mind was blurred, and he took a few steps before he completely lost consciousness.

As he entered, the seemingly calm pillar of wind suddenly stirred, and a whirlwind that did not seem to be strong kept flying around him, and it became more and more intense.

A strong gust of wind blew past him, and a phantom suddenly flew out of his body, this phantom was so fat and bloated that even his facial features were blurred.

Unlike the previous time when his soul was blown out of his body, this time the obsessive phantom seemed to be very heavy, although the wind was getting stronger and stronger, but this bloated phantom was swaying, flying extremely slowly, and seemed to fall at any moment.

After the bloated phantom flew three feet above Xiao Ziyang's head, it stopped, and no matter how strong the wind with a faint blue light was, it still swayed and fixed in the air.

I don't know why, this time, the purple sun in Xiao Ziyang's sea of consciousness did not appear to save the driver.

Unlike the previous time, when the breeze blew, his primordial spirit was about to disperse, this time this fat and bloated primordial spirit, let the strong wind blow, but there was no sign of collapse.

This is also thanks to Xiao Ziyang before he came to this blue wind pillar, and he blew in the wind gust outside the light curtain for ten years. After he devoured the Nine Xuanzi Yuan Shen, although under the help of the purple sun, not only did he not die, but he raised his Yuan Shen to be fat and fat. But in fact, the degree of condensation of his primordial spirit has not changed in the slightest.

He had been refining the Yuan Shen in the Outer Gate Wind Array for ten years before, and he had quenched a Yuan Shen that was bloated like a pile of mud at least in human form, and his Yuan Shen was actually several times more condensed than before.

This made his Yuan Shen support in this wind pillar, if he came to this blue wind pillar at the beginning, his soul was not condensed enough, even if he was bloated and fat, he would not be able to withstand the blowing of these wind spirits in the wind pillar.

The essence of the blue wind, again and again from Xiao Ziyang's fat and bloated Yuan Shen, every time it blows, the blue wind penetrates into the body, making his soul tremble, and every time the blue wind penetrates through the body, it seems to take away something.

As time passed, Xiao Ziyang's bloated spirit became thinner and thinner, more and more pure, more and more crystal clear, and at the same time more and more warm.

At first, it seemed that the original spirit was losing a little weight every day, but as time went on, the rate of emaciation became slower and slower, and after a year, this emaciation finally stopped completely.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang's still somewhat bloated soul suddenly woke up, he raised his eyes and looked around, looked at the shell under his feet, and then looked down at the body of the soul that still looked a little fat, and then he looked at the wind pillar in front of him, and looked at the thicker blue the more he went to the inside of the wind pillar.

Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen gently flew towards the interior, and as he went deeper, the color of the Wind Essence that blew into his body became more blue, and at the same time, the feeling of Yuan Shen brought him became more and more fierce and painful.

After flying forward for three feet, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen stopped, closed his eyes again, and fell into a deep sleep, letting the strong wind blow.

After another year, his primordial spirit stopped changing again, and he woke up again, and when he woke up, he flew three or four feet towards the inside of the wind pillar......

In this way, three years passed quickly, and at this time, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen was no longer bloated, but he did not stop, but continued to go deeper into the depths of the wind pillar.

As he deepened, the primordial spirit, which was no longer bloated, began to shrink, and every time he advanced, this primordial spirit shrank by one point.

Ten years have passed, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen has shrunk to only three inches in size, but it is like the purest crystal carving in the world, extremely clear, and at the same time, this crystal-like Yuan Shen exudes this warm and jade-like light, this light makes this small crystal Yuan Shen give people a dignified and solid feeling, as if he can withstand all the blows and pressures.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen seemed to have become extremely weak, and it seemed that he was not as strong as some of the late Yuan Infant cultivators. However, the degree of condensation of his primordial spirit had reached a terrifying level, and even some early stage cultivators of the merger were not as good as him.

I don't know what level the Yuan Shen he has so condensed will reach after being strengthened by the Transformation God.

However, at this time, Xiao Ziyang didn't know this, his Yuan Shen was separated from his body, and completely leaked under the blowing of the Wind Essence, and he had already become muddy, and there were only some obsessions left in his heart before he entered the Wind Pillar.

When in the depths of this pillar of wind, the blowing of the deep blue wind essence could no longer shake his condensed soul in the slightest, Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen opened his eyes again, he glanced around in a daze, and flew forward again.

Who knew that he had only flown a few inches away, and the spirit of the wind around him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Ziyang's Yuan Shen looked around a little confused, and after a while, his Yuan Shen, who had been in a state of confusion all along, suddenly woke up because of the blowing of the wind essence.

He looked around, and it turned out that he had passed through the Pillar of Wind and entered the center of the Pillar of Wind.

With this thought rising in his heart, Xiao Ziyang hurriedly looked around, what were the countless spirit treasures there, it turned out that the spirit treasures he saw outside the wind pillar were flying around was simply some illusion and phantom.

On the floor in the center of the pillar of wind, there was only a jade slip that shimmered with a warm luster, and a piece of clothing folded together.

Xiao Ziyang's crystal-like Yuan Shen thought about it, didn't care about the things on the ground, and turned his head and plunged into the wind pillar, he was a little worried about his body.

As soon as he entered the range of the wind pillar, the essence of the wind entered his body, and Xiao Ziyang's primordial spirit became a little muddy again, but he still remembered his purpose.

Yuan Shen passed through the wind layer without stopping, a distance of dozens of zhang, he walked for an unknown amount of time when he came, but he went back very quickly at this time, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the edge of the wind pillar.

Xiao Ziyang's physical body was still the same as it was a few years ago, standing with his eyes closed and standing at the place where his primordial spirit was pulled out of his body by the essence of the wind, his primordial spirit hurriedly plunged into the flesh. (To be continued......)