Journey To Longevity

The strength of the soul incarnations separated by ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators depends entirely on the number of souls that the deity has differentiated from itself.

And only after the incarnation dissipates, the deity can know what it has experienced.

However, with the completion of the method of changing yuan and turning soul, Zhang Shiping is no longer limited to this. In addition to strengthening one's own soul, this method also has other mysteries.

Right now, Beijiang Bingyang is at least five or six million miles away from Yuanxiao City in Nanzhou, and he still feels that the connection between the deity and distraction is still very close.

It can be said that as long as there is a distraction, he will almost ignore the distance in space, and can easily bring the consciousness of the deity to the past.

In case of any critical situation, you can even disperse your own Nascent Soul into the invisible, use distraction as a medium, and condense out in another place to escape.

This method can already be regarded as the top life-saving method in this world.

Of course, without the method of rebirth recorded in the second half of "Blood Nerves", if he did this, it would mean losing his physical body and his natal magic weapon and everything he carried with him.

I don't know how talented that Venerable Mingxin was in ancient times, to be able to create such a miraculous method?

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On the Jieshi of the Bingyangshi Island, a monk in green shirt slowly opened his eyes, and the sea wind howled and roared in his ears, and the wind was as strong as a thousand knives.

"Fellow Taoist Pengyang, it's not good to give such a big gift as soon as we meet?" Zhang Shiping said with a smile through sound transmission.

"It's just a few gifts, I'm afraid it won't be able to catch the eyes of Daoist Shiheng. You have sat here for more than 30 years, what have you realized? Before Kunkui and I were born, Venerable Xiao was already here." On the stone island, unless it is the time when the Nine Birds Secret Realm is opened, it is almost half a step away. It is an ordinary stone, but because it has been influenced by the Venerable's sword all the year round, it has a trace of extraordinary signs. I have also been on this stone. I have been comprehending for dozens of years, but I have learned a little bit, so I ask Shiheng to give some pointers."

In the distance, more than a hundred miles away, wind and water are surging, and there are several black tornadoes connecting the sky and the sea, and a roc with a wingspan of tens of feet is flying among them, which looks extremely small.

"Don't dare to give advice, let's take it as a discussion." Zhang Shiping waved his sleeve, and a piece of red light flew out from the sleeve, falling on the whole body, turning into a green frost sword.

Then he pointed a little, and clusters of lotus-like black flames immediately burst out from within a radius of his body for no reason, burning blazingly out of thin air.

Within a radius of three to four hundred miles that his divine sense could touch, all the fire aura from the heaven and the earth was engulfed and poured into it, turning into a pitch-black sea of ​​fire that swirled upside down on the ice-blue sea.

It's just that in the ice ocean, wind and water have the most spiritual energy, while fire spiritual energy is relatively less.

Therefore, compared with the black tornado formed by Peng Yang's wind and water, this sea of ​​fire still seemed a bit unsightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping frowned, waved his big sleeve, thirty-six Qingshuang swords swam out of the sleeve in an instant, and set up a Xuanji Doukui sword array in the sea of ​​fire.

Taking this as a reaction, in the dim sky, seven Big Dipper stars arranged like spoons floated above the sky one by one, the stars were shining brightly.

Among them, from the fourth Kuixing, suddenly a pillar of clear light shot down.

Along with the power of starlight, the sea of ​​black flames transformed by the Wuxu fire was poured into the sword formation, and in an instant a giant sword nearly a thousand feet long condensed in the sky.

The tip of the sword pointed to the black tornadoes where Pengyang was, looking like they were ready to go.

When the wind became stronger and the rain was torrential, and the stone island was full of flying sand and rocks, the distance between the two was only more than ten li.

The great sword of Wuxu swept across the sky and made a whistling sound, but there was no such majestic celestial phenomenon emerging, only a faint and invisible silk thread across the sky at a speed beyond the naked eye and spiritual consciousness.

I saw that with the spread of this thin line, the black wind dragon in front seemed to be frozen. After a few breaths of slowness, the upper and lower parts were suddenly broken into two parts, and its offensive collapsed instantly, turning into a riotous water wind. The tide of aura is invisible between heaven and earth.

A roc rushed out of the tide, fluttered its wings, and flew like light and electricity for the last ten miles in an instant, and landed on the stone island, turning into an eagle-eyed and high-nosed bird The old man in brocade clothes.

"Shiheng Dao is a friendly means. I have also seen Kunzhang and Xiao Chengwu fight against each other in the past. This sword is quite elegant." Peng Yang said with a smile, and it walked in front of Zhang Shiping. Ten feet away.

"How can I compare myself to the Venerable with my humble cultivation?" Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

The thousand-foot giant sword that was flying in the sky turned into a sea of ​​flames again, and the condensed huge pillar of fire that was more than ten feet in length fell from the sky and poured into the body, and the thirty-six blue frost swords also flew back to the sleeves. , disappeared.

Don't look at him and Peng Yang, who seem to be very powerful, but they are just means to use, with the help of various external forces between heaven and earth, which exceeds the limit that their own soul can control.

If he was really able to retract and release freely, he should have swung the sword just now without any vision.

"In time, Shiheng must be like Venerable Xiao. This stone is the image I recorded when I watched the two Venerables fight from a distance thousands of years ago." Peng Yang said, flipped his hand and took out a piece of jade, and threw it away. past.

"Thank you fellow Taoist Pengyang. I don't know if you came here today, could it be that you are just chatting with me?" Zhang Shiping didn't reach out to pick it up, but with a thought, he put the picture stone into the Sumeru jade belt in mid-air .

"It's really just a discussion. Shiheng has been sitting quietly outside my Beimingxuan Hall for more than 30 years. If the old man doesn't come out to see him, won't the news spread that the Kun and Peng clans don't know how to treat guests? The banquet has been prepared in the hall, please, fellow Daoist Shiheng." Peng Yang said.

"No need, Daoist friend, Shi Hengxin accepts it. I will go back to Nanzhou later, so I won't stay any longer." Zhang Shiping declined.

That giant bronze hall was left in this world from the ancient times, not to mention him, even the Venerable Huashen would not dare to enter it.

After all, even though the cultivator of Transforming God has the supernatural power of teleportation, there are corresponding restraint methods in the world.

Just like Peng Yang, he didn't dare to rush to the vicinity of the giant island where Xuan Yuanzong's Juao senior was located, and the secret realm of chaos that he was carrying.

These two places are the foundation of the sect, and there are all kinds of methods in it.

"Since fellow daoists are inconvenient, let's meet next time when you and I choose a good place." Peng Yang didn't force it.

Before that, it and Zhang Shiping were really just exchanging ideas, and they each retained some means of suppressing the bottom of the box. Just like the Xun wind bag inherited by the Peng clan, or the golden light mirror held by Zhang Shiping, they have not yet been sacrificed.

"Let's make an appointment next time. My younger generation has been traveling in northern Xinjiang for these years. If there is anything offending, I hope fellow Taoists will be more tolerant." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

"The battle of Jindan juniors, life and death, we will just watch." Peng Yang said.

There are also some descendants in the Beimingxuan Palace who are in the late stage of Jindan, intending to use the method of killing to break through their own spiritual barriers and try to break through the Nascent Soul.

For such actions, Nascent Soul cultivators in the three realms usually would not care about it, at most they would show up at the last moment to save the lives of their own descendants. Of course, there is a price to be paid for this, and it can be regarded as giving face to the Nascent Soul Daoist behind the other party.