Chapter 209 Immortal Soul
The immortality of the soul does not mean that the soul is immortal, but that Zhao Xiuxuan has obtained a huge amount of power of the soul.

What a huge amount.

About twenty times as much.

If you think about it like this, there is still no concept, then according to what is said in the Sutra of the Divine Embryo, one of the collections of Zhao Jiadao:
The soul of a Qi refining monk is the "seed".

The soul of the foundation-building monks is the "wort".

And the soul of the Jindan cultivator is "Tong".

Before Zhao Xiuxuan broke through the golden elixir, the spirit figure in the clay pill already had a clear appearance, his facial features were childish but distinct, and his hands and feet were no longer embracing like a fetus.

And like a toddler sitting cross-legged on a mud ball.

That is to say, the power of his soul is already comparable to Jindan.

It is said that when the foundation building breaks through the golden core, the spirit will still transform. At that time, wouldn't it be possible for this Niwan boy to grow up again.

Zhao Xiuxuan pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

Sitting cross-legged and pinching the Fajue, Youlan's soul boy exuded a burst of power, and in an instant a small Youlan soul sword condensed between his eyebrows.

Soul-fixing technique, 【Soul Rescue】

After cultivating the soul-fixing technique to the third level, when Zhao Xiuxuan confronts the enemy, he can condense a small sword of soul to intimidate the opponent's soul and make him lose his combat power.

However, before that, he still needs to speak out through the method, with the help of a word "fix" to help condense the power of the soul, but now he can directly condense the small sword of the soul.

I don't know if it's the blessing of [Spiritual Immortality] luck, but this small sword of Divine Soul is not as meaningful and invisible as before, but more like a miniature version of the flying sword that I carry with me.

What's more, with the characterization of his consciousness, this soul sword can keep changing.

Knives, guns, swords, and even hammers can be fabricated at will.

What matters is the power of the soul, not its shape.

Zhao Xiuxuan played with the various appearances of his soul power condensed with great interest. If it was another foundation-builder cultivator who consumed the power of the soul so wantonly, he might have been dizzy due to too much consumption.

Only Zhao Xiuxuan, a freak, didn't take it seriously.

In the end, I got tired of pinching it, so that it kept the appearance of a small sword hanging in front of its eyebrows.

If there are monks watching from the side, they can't see the small sword of the soul at all, but can only feel a throbbing in the soul.

This is the advantage of soul attack, invisible and secretive.

After receiving the power of the soul, Zhao Xiuxuan did not leave the retreat immediately, but spent another two days carefully investigating the changes in himself. During this retreat, the realm leaped too much, and the five senses and six senses increased greatly.

Two days later, the formation in Guanyuan Cave melted, and Zhao Xiuxuan walked out of the cave in a green suit.

A gray shadow suddenly jumped towards him.

Zhao Xiuxuan raised his hand to grab it, and what he held in his hand was a fat rabbit as big as a washbasin.

Pure gray and shiny hair, a pink three-petal mouth with a blade of grass in its mouth.

"Little Hui, I gained a lot of weight in the past two years."

Looking at the chubby rabbit in his hand, Zhao Xiuxuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, ever since this little gray became a real first-order monster through eating and drinking, it has been domineering in Chishan, and ordinary beasts can't hold it in front of it. The collision will cause dizziness.

"Cuckoo—"

Little Gray's spirituality is much stronger than before, at least it will protest to Zhao Xiuxuan who has ignored it for a long time.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiuxuan took out a few seven-grass pills and stuffed it into its mouth that it was calmed down.

"Master! You're out of customs!"

A pretty girl in yellow came galloping overjoyed.

Beside her, there were three improved red monitor lizard puppets crawling.

Qiu'er had just finished feeding the phantom lizards wandering around the mountains of Xiuxuan Peak, when she happened to see her master holding a little gray.

When Zhao Xiuxuan came out of the customs this time, his skin was crystal clear like jade, his oily black hair was casually draped, and his Tsing Yi was close to his body, which set off his well-proportioned and tall body with immortal demeanor.

Qiu'er stared intently.

Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes flashed green, he looked at Qiu'er and nodded, saying:
"That's right, Qiu'er, you have also cultivated to the fifth level of Xuantian Kungfu, it seems that I'm right for you to retrain your Sangong Kungfu."

Qiu'er stuck out her tongue and smiled, and gave Zhao Xiuxuan a salute

"The Xuantian Kungfu taught by the master is much better than Qiu'er's previous kungfu, and the acupoints have already been refined, which is why they can reach the fifth level of Qi Refining so quickly."

"very good"

Zhao Xiuxuan showed relief on his face, but he was thinking in his heart, even if it is a re-cultivation of Sangong, this speed can be called a fast word.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuxuan took out a piece of experience in improving Xuantian Kungfu in the past two years.

This was originally intended to be given to the clansmen to cultivate, and Qiu'er, as her apprentice, naturally had the advantage of being close to the water.

"Qiu'er, here is my recent experience of Xuantian Kungfu. You are good at practicing, and your cultivation speed can go up to a higher level. If there is anything you don't understand, please come and ask me."

"Thank you Master!"

Qiu'er took it with a happy face, and carefully put it into the storage bag.

After another examination of daily practice, Zhao Xiuxuan turned to ask about puppetry.

"I taught you the puppet art before retreating. Have you made progress in the past two years?"

Qiu'er nodded, and with a movement of the spell in his hand, the three red monitor lizard puppets suddenly opened their mouths and sprayed several fireballs into the air. The fireballs were the size of a stone mill, and their power was comparable to the fireball technique in the late stage of Qi refining.

Not only that, but the giant lizard puppet crawled quickly on the ground with a strong foot, and its speed was not weak, and it was easy for monks who were not outstanding in ordinary body skills to be overtaken by it.

One of the monitor lizard puppet crawled for a while, then suddenly jumped up and flicked its tail at a rock.

"Snapped!"

There was a crackling sound like a whip whip, and then the rock was smashed to pieces with a "Boom!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but nodded in praise:

"That's right, the flexibility and aura fluctuations of this puppet are a bit stronger, but if you want to break through again, you can only improve your own cultivation level, so that the puppet's spirit pattern drawn can absorb more aura of

Seriously speaking, compared with cultivation talent, Qiu'er's talent in puppetry is even more outstanding. Zhao Xiuxuan doesn't need to worry about it, and he can improve steadily.

After pointing out a few places where Qiu'er's puppet's spirit pattern was drawn, Zhao Xiuxuan Yuzhou came to the ancestral hall.

Seeing him leave the customs, the clansmen cheered happily.

"The patriarch is out!"

"Patriarch!"

All the clansmen bowed their hands and saluted from a distance, Zhao Xiuxuan noticed that there were many more young monks among the standing clansmen, and all of them looked at him with reverence and curiosity.

This is a good thing. The more young seedlings there are, the better the family will be.

Zhao Xiuxuan nodded slightly, and then walked into the ancestral hall.

Just happened to meet Zhao Lingcheng who was oncoming.

Zhao Lingcheng was dressed in plain clothes, and his gray hair was tied up in a bun.

"Xiuxuan, you have passed the test, but you have made a breakthrough in your cultivation."

Zhao Lingcheng's face was full of relief, and his eyes swept Zhao Xiuxuan back and forth, but Zhao Xiuxuan's aura was restrained, and he could not see the slightest aura fluctuation.

"Third Grandpa, I have broken through to the completion of foundation establishment this time in retreat."

After the retreat this time, Zhao Xiuxuan didn't intend to hide it from the people in the clan, because soon he will be busy working on the treasures of heaven and earth, and if it goes well, he may even break through the golden core.

"What! Foundation establishment is complete!"

Zhao Lingcheng was startled, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Xiuxuan, don't lie to me, it's only been a few years, how come you have reached the foundation building consummation?"

Zhao Lingcheng couldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

With a lot of calculations, plus age, Zhao Xiuxuan is only 34 years old this year, so he has cultivated to the completion of foundation establishment so quickly, could it be some immortal who failed to reincarnate.

Knowing that he didn't believe it, Zhao Xiuxuan's aura flowed, releasing the restriction of the green snake pupils on his body, and a powerful wave of aura burst out from his body.

"This! This is!"

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