Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

This is the soul of the Lan clan leader, but his soul is shrouded in a layer of hazy light and shadow, making it difficult to see the true face.

What is even more terrifying is that everyone present, including Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling who were secretly paying attention to this place with the art of listening to the wind, had a moment of confusion in their minds after seeing this hazy light and shadow, and turned into a fool.

Then, the stronger ones, such as Feng Ling, Meng Zhao, and Zhao Ruling, recovered faster, while the weaker the martial arts, the greater the impact, and the slower the recovery.

As the soul of the Lan clan leader exerted its strength, endless vitality gathered from the sky and the ground, and soon, a Dharma body was condensed.

This Dharma body was almost exactly the same as the real body of the Lan clan leader, but the difference was that this Dharma body lacked a little reality and flesh and blood.

As the Dharma bodies gathered, the members of the Tingtian clan who had been affected before also woke up one after another. Many people patted their heads, not understanding what happened, and seemed confused.

Feng Ling looked at the Dharma body gathered by the power of the Yuanshen of the Lan clan leader on the stage, and was also a little frightened, and more surprised.

According to his understanding, the patriarch of the Lan clan practiced the Tongzhen secret of the Tingtian clan, which is the most murderous thunder way.

The Yuanshen he practiced can be called the Leiling Yuanshen, which drives thunder and lightning and is extremely aggressive.

However, the Yuanshen Dao of the Lan clan leader just now seemed to have no shadow of the Tongzhen secret, and even had nothing to do with the several major magic skills of the Tingtian clan. Instead, it carried a kind of ignorance, chaos, and disorder.

Could it be that this is the confidence of the Lan clan leader to come and start the clan war?

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, and then this hesitation was burned by his heart fire, and he regained his rationality and calm state.

At this point, he had no way out and could only fight with the opponent.

Moreover, he still had the biggest trump card, which was the existence of Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling.

Don't underestimate him. He proposed not to fight with his real body, but to fight with his soul and body, just to facilitate Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling's performance outside the field.

Qi Qi entanglement, momentum squeezing, and even distracting the mind are all aimed at the soul.

As the saying goes, one step difference, a thousand miles difference.

Although Feng Ling thought that the patriarch of the Lan family had a trump card, and even had an adventure and obtained a powerful magic skill, he was not depressed, but added a bit of expectation.

A ray of clear soul light also slowly bloomed from Feng Ling's eyebrows.

In a flash, Feng Ling's soul also fell in the middle of the arena. Under the swirling wind, it didn't take long for it to condense a body, which was almost the same as his own.

In the eyes of outsiders, the battle between the two was simply a fairy move.

Not only did the soul leave the body, but he could also condense the body with the power of the soul, which was almost exactly the same as the original body.

Does this mean that they can already break away from the constraints of the physical body, be free and live in this world with their souls?

It's not impossible, but almost no one is willing to do so.

Although the soul is formed by the condensation of the three treasures of the human body to the limit, it represents everything of a person and is also the true nature of a person.

But the physical body cannot be separated.

It's just like the relationship between a boat and a boatman.

The boatman is in the sea, and to reach the shore, he must take a boat, row a boat, and carry himself.

Even if the boatman is very good at water and can be worry-free in the water for a short time, there will always be a time when he is exhausted. At that time, what should he do?

Therefore, before becoming a god or demon, no warrior will abandon his physical body and exist only with his soul.

Of course, at this moment, there is no problem for the two people to have their souls leave their bodies in a short period of time and condense their Dharma bodies to fight.

"Brother Feng, I have recently gained some insights into martial arts and created a method. Please give me some advice."

The Dharma body of the Lan clan leader said lightly, and his eyes suddenly burst into thousands of lightning flashes, and the lightning flashed, turning into countless swimming electric pythons, rushing towards Feng Ling's Dharma body. The originally cold and murderous air also became anxious.

Outsiders only thought that these countless electric pythons were powerful. However, in Feng Ling's eyes, these electric pythons were just tangible and soulless things, and they could not hurt him at all. Instead, the electric pythons swam around, stirring up the turbulent air, and gradually accumulated a force that made him feel a little palpitated.

Feng Ling held his breath and concentrated his mind, moving with the wind. Countless electric pythons seemed to touch him, but they were always a hair's breadth away and avoided his Dharma body.

This fell into the perception of Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling's Yuanshen, and they could better understand Feng Ling's martial arts.

This is the perception of the wind, which has reached an extremely profound level.

If the electric python moves and kills the wind spirit, the electric arc or the murderous aura will stimulate the airflow, and the airflow will become wind, which will naturally be sensed by the wind spirit with the art of listening to the wind.

The wind is my eyes, my ears, and everything about me. The wind can know the opponent's movements and tricks before me, so I can walk safely and be invincible.

"This wind spirit is indeed extraordinary in the perception of the wind, which is not comparable to you and me."

Meng Zhao and Zhao Ruling sighed. Although they also know a little bit of the art of listening to the wind, compared with the wind spirit, they are simply a small witch meeting a big witch, and they are no longer on the same level.

You must know that the opponent of the wind spirit is also a celestial being, and a celestial being of the same clan, who is also proficient in the art of listening to the wind.

When making a move, he will twist and suppress the air flow as much as possible, so that the spirit and mind move, but the body does not move.

Without wind and waves, even if you are like a dragon entering the sea in the wind, what's the use?

However, Feng Ling's realm is extremely high. The wind in his eyes, ears, and even in his mind is not just the wind flowing in nature.

It is a deeper level, a change that extends naturally.

As long as the patriarch of the Lan family makes a move, even if he leaves no trace, there will be a trajectory, just like order, invisible and intangible, but it does exist.

The existence of the trajectory, the change of the trajectory, in Feng Ling's eyes, is the rhythm of the wind.

However, the good times did not last long. As the electric python cruised and stirred the air turbulence gradually formed, Feng Ling fell into an inexplicable crisis.

He, the wind in his perception, actually cracked and scattered, without a trajectory or sequence.

It's like a person who has lived on Earth for decades, suddenly one day came to space, the feeling of being at a loss is too torturous.

Not only that, Feng Ling can also perceive that the turbulence of this wind flow is very similar to the layer of light and shadow wrapped outside the soul of the patriarch of the Lan family before.

Chaos, disorder.

Trapped in this strange power, Feng Ling soon discovered that many changes had taken place in his body.

Even though it was only a Dharmakaya, everything inside the Dharmakaya was condensed and gathered by Feng Ling with his Yuanshen, and he knew everything.

At this time, the surface of his Dharmakaya had cracked, and the Yuanshen, as the core of the Dharmakaya, also fell into a state of chaos and disorder.

The state was extremely strange.

In the eyes of outsiders, Feng Ling's Dharmakaya, which was originally free and easy, suddenly stopped in one place, and countless electric pythons rushed to drill into his body, causing his body to begin to crack and even show signs of collapse. (End of this chapter)