Xian Ao

I opened the bottle and looked inside, and I saw that there was indeed a Nascent Soul inside, and a small person like a baby in it, about five inches in size, who was transformed from the soul of the immortal cultivator.

The Nascent Soul has been firmly locked, and there are eighty-one beams of light in front of and behind him, trapping him firmly. There would be no danger. Yu Zecheng looked carefully and realized that this was the Yuanying. It turned out that this was what the Yuanying looked like.

Suddenly, the Nascent Soul suddenly raised its head, and looked at each other with Yu Zecheng. Suddenly a terrifying aura came, and Yu Zecheng felt that his whole body was stiff, and his whole body was unable to move.

The eighty-one light cords pulled hard and immediately locked the Nascent Soul again. Yu Zecheng returned to normal and hurriedly changed the bottle. It was terrible. This kind of pressure was just meaningless realm pressure. It was already so terrifying that I couldn't resist it at all. The Yuanying's eyes were confused and stiff, and I had really completely lost my consciousness and intelligence. However, I couldn't resist this meaningless pressure.

Suitable, so suitable, the true value of these 40 million spiritual stones, this is what Yu Zecheng thought. He immediately returned to Pangu World and handed the bottle to Lao Qi for safekeeping.

Just like this, the days passed day by day. Three months later, Yu Zecheng was ready to advance again. This time he was familiar with the process. He first put in the golden elixir, and this time he put in thirty-two pills in one breath. These thirty-two pills were popular at that time. Master Jin Dan was easily thrown into the soul furnace by Yu Zecheng.

The fire was raging, and Yu Zecheng immediately swallowed three Red Brilliant Purple River Pills, and then began to practice, running the Zifu Golden Pill Stage, refining Qi and transforming into God, and began to charge towards the advanced level of the fusion realm.

In an instant, time lost its effect on Yu Zecheng. Day by day, Yu Zecheng's body and spiritual consciousness began to strengthen and evolve. Impurities were discharged, meridians were strengthened, spiritual consciousness condensed, and the soul embryo gradually gestated. Yu Zecheng's body, mind, spirit, mind, and energy are all slowly merging and becoming one, making his body evolve perfectly again.

Time flew by in the blink of an eye. One year later, under the influence of the fairy light, Yu Zecheng finally completed the promotion to the realm again and reached the advanced level of the fusion period. It was like making a rocket, rising to the realm three times in three consecutive years.

This time out of customs, Laoqihui reported:

"Report to the Commander, although the immortal light can still be maintained for one year, even if you acquire enough golden elixirs, you will not be able to advance to the realm of Lingji again. The only thing left is to cultivate slowly by yourself. It is expected that In fifteen years, you will be able to reach the realm of spiritual silence."

Yu Zecheng sighed, that's all. Opportunities dissipate, opportunities disappear, and they will never come back. Good things cannot happen again and again.

It was another year of cultivation. Yu Zecheng flew with his sword to see if the master was back. When he came to the courtyard, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. The master was indeed here.

Seeing Master, Yu Zecheng was extremely excited. He hadn't seen him for many years. The last time he went into retreat, Master just said that he would be out of seclusion in a few years. This time of retreat, he hadn't seen him for nearly ten years. Without Master to point out the direction, Yu Zecheng There was always a feeling of occlusion, but now I finally saw the moderation, and Yu Zecheng was extremely surprised.

Yu Zecheng went over and bowed respectfully and said:

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Nan Tian looked at Yu Zecheng with relief and said:

"After ten years of separation, I know everything you have done over the years. Well done, you did not bring shame to Tiandao Peak."

Master's praise immediately made Yu Zecheng extremely happy and beaming. At this time, Nantian said:

"Zecheng, come and meet your two junior brothers. You two, come here. This is your sixth junior brother Qinghe, and this is your seventh junior brother Yan Guihui."

At this time, two children appeared behind Master Nan Tian, ​​one was thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other was seventeen or eighteen years old. Yu Zecheng looked at this new junior brother and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. From now on, he was no longer a master. Being the youngest disciple, I felt a slight sense of disappointment.

Suddenly he remembered the names of his sixth junior brother, Qinghe, and the names of his seventh junior brother, Yan Guihui. He was stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at his master. Nan Tian nodded and said:

"Your sixth junior brother is the reincarnation of my senior brother Qinghe. I have been looking for him for two hundred years and finally found him. He has been passed down three times. He has forgotten everything and has nothing to do with the past.

These seventh junior brothers are the sons of me and your junior wife Xuanxin, back then..."

Master didn't say the rest of the words. The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was no need to say anything. Yu Zecheng suddenly remembered the past. The seventh junior brother was the master's son. He made a joke of his own. Looking at it again, the more the seventh junior brother looked at it, the more he liked it. It was his words back then that this little junior brother could do. After being born into this world, I immediately felt an indescribable sense of fate with him.

Nantian said:

"Zecheng, from now on, you have to take more care of these two junior brothers. If I am not here, you have to take on the responsibility of senior brother and teach them well, just like I taught you back then. Can you do it?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely do it."

Nan Tianren glanced at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Zecheng, what state are you in now, a high-level fusion person?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"Yes, Master, the disciple has reached the advanced level of fusion."

Nan Tianren frowned and said:

"Although you have the Immortal Light Body, I didn't expect you to reach this level. However, I want to remind you that it is not a good thing to improve this realm too quickly. You must be cautious. In addition to improving your cultivation level, you must also practice If you are not in a state of mind, it is easy to get lost.

Now you can't improve your cultivation level. I will teach you the Six Swordsmanship and fix your cultivation level. After one year, no matter what level you have reached, you must go out to practice and see more, so as to avoid the disaster of getting lost. "

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Disciple understands. Thank you Master for your guidance."

From then on, Yu Zecheng started a new sword-training career. At the same time, he was responsible for teaching two junior brothers. The sixth junior brother, Qinghe, had reached the primary level of inducing qi, and the seventh junior brother, Yan Huihui, had reached the intermediate level of inducing qi. These are all exercises carefully selected by their master for them, which are conducive to quickly entering the foundation building stage.

Yu Zecheng carefully taught these two junior brothers, sometimes taking them out to play, sometimes guiding them to practice, and shouldering the responsibilities of senior brothers. These two junior brothers respected him very much.

Nan Tian disappeared from time to time, sometimes for three or four days, sometimes for a month. He gave Yu Zecheng a choice at the beginning, letting him choose the swordsmanship he wanted to learn.

In the first three months, Yu Zecheng thought about what swordsmanship he should learn. Originally, Yu Zecheng's plan was to learn all six swordsmanship, but recently, Yu Zecheng gradually changed his mind. He will go out in a year. Yun You didn't have enough time, so instead of hastily learning it, it would be better to continue to study in depth based on his own sword skills. Yu Zecheng felt that his current sword skills were not developed enough, and these sword skills could be improved to a higher level.

Yu Zecheng told his master about his decision. Nan Tian nodded his head and said:

"Okay, Zecheng, don't be blinded by Xuanyuan swordsmanship. Remember that there is no point in powerful swordsmanship if you don't master it.

From today on, I will study the swordsmanship you have learned with you. If possible, I will formally teach you our Tiandao Peak's unique sword Feiyi. "

So Yu Zecheng started a new process of practicing swordsmanship. Under the guidance of his master, he reviewed the swordsmanship he had learned bit by bit, rediscovered his swordsmanship, and began to relearn it bit by bit.

Yu Zecheng feels fulfilled every day. Every time under the guidance of Master, Yu Zecheng makes a little progress. Time passes little by little, and in the blink of an eye it is eight months later.

On this day, Yu Zecheng came to this courtyard again. The sixth and seventh junior brothers were playing hide and seek. They were actually just children. Yu Zecheng watched them play and decided to teach them later.

At this time, the fourth senior brother didn't know where he was, and there was no one under the grape trellis. Yu Zecheng suddenly became childlike and thought, "Senior Brother is not here today, I will sit there for a while."

So Yu Zecheng ran under the grape trellis, sat in that position, looked at the blue sky, looked at the courtyard, imitated his senior brother's appearance, and began to meditate.

Sitting there, Yu Zecheng actually felt drowsy, so he turned sideways, preparing to take a nap. It seemed vaguely that the sun was full of light, and it felt so comfortable when it shone on his body, just like the light in the fairy world at that time.

It really seems like, so warm, this light is still a little different, there is a strange feeling, the fierce Yu Zecheng seems to have some enlightenment, an indescribable mysterious feeling, and finds that his true energy is running crazily, then Zifu's golden elixir energy seemed to be stimulated by something and was running rapidly. This feeling was exactly the same as every time he was promoted.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng woke up. Could it be that the fourth senior brother has always been under this grape trellis? It turns out that there is a problem here, and there is an opportunity for people to enlighten themselves. The seventh man in the Pangu world also discovered this abnormality, and he directly talked to Yu Zecheng. Zecheng contacted:

"Your Majesty, please don't move. This enlightenment is not easy to come by. I will release the golden elixir for you right away. You will be ready to advance to the next level and hit the realm of spiritual silence."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Don't throw in the golden elixir. It's too late. Put the Nascent Soul into the sacrifice immediately. One of him is enough."

Lao Qi said:

"But Commander, we don't know how to get him out of the bottle."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Then throw them all in, including the bottle. Opportunities are rare and time does not wait for me."

Lao Qi shouted:

"clear."

He immediately moved the jade bottle and threw it, Yuanying and the bottle into the soul furnace. Throwing it into the soul furnace, the jade bottle suddenly shattered. The Nascent Soul suddenly swelled and wanted to rush out of the soul furnace. This was his last instinctive struggle.

But the Soul Furnace was like a prison, and his struggle was completely in vain. In an instant, he was suppressed by the Soul Furnace, refined by the furnace fire, refining Qi and transforming into God, which provided sufficient nutrients for Yu Zecheng's Yuan Shen embryo.

At the moment when the Nascent Soul erupted, the Zhu Hook rose up in the sky, flying back and forth in the Pangu world, as if looking for something, but in the end found nothing, and returned to the crater, continuing to swallow the Flame Heart Stone.

Yu Zecheng sat quietly for an instant, entered the promotion state again, and hit the realm of spiritual silence.