Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1375 The Difficulty of Advancing to the God Transformation Stage (Please Subscribe, Please Collect)

The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate, time flies, and time slips away quietly between your fingers.

The colorful celestial phenomena above the No. 11 Sacred Mountain always existed and never disappeared, but after the mutual devouring of each other, only a few of the thickest snakes and pythons were left.

The scales on the snake and python were naturally sparkling with bright light. Each scale was the size of a human head, and it exuded a fierce aura that seemed to be superior to that of a normal Nascent Soul cultivator.

Perhaps when all the colorful lights in the sky transform into a snake, the spiritual phenomenon will reach its peak and successfully integrate into the physical body, achieving a leap and improvement in cultivation.

But among the several remaining snakes and pythons in the air, the fist-sized snake eyes did not show the bright light they should have.

As the saying goes, the finishing touch is the finishing touch. In the shadow of any monster, the most important thing must be the quality and sharpness of the eyes.

"Roar"

There was only a loud roar, and the snakes and pythons in the air, which were at their peak, roared towards the sky, swung their tails at each other and slapped each other hard, even causing air vortices.

The first to suffer must be the weakest among the several snakes and pythons. Under the competition from the remaining snakes and pythons, it turns into colorful stars and competes to be swallowed into its belly.

Every time after a snake is swallowed, the size of the remaining snakes and pythons will not change, but the change in the spiritual light in the body is real, and it is constantly evolving.

Rays of light burst out from the snake's eyes, which had originally been dim, as if the relatively defective position had been effectively compensated.

But after all, congenital deficiencies cannot be supplemented by pure spiritual power. This is a weakness caused by natural deficiencies.

"Click"

As the snakes and pythons devoured each other, black clouds flashing with thunder gathered from all directions and collided with each other, and thunders were heard from the sky.

One strand of pure thunder-attributed spiritual power ignored all obstacles and directly merged into a retreat room at the bottom.

On an ordinary-looking cushion in the retreat room, a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator named Nu was entangled in bolts of lightning, with a look of pain flashing across his face.

This monk named Nu was the one with the most profound and sophisticated cultivation among the group, and he was also the first monk who chose to go into seclusion.

This was naturally the first celestial phenomenon that caused his promotion to the God Transformation. Under the invasion of thunder-attributed spiritual power, and the mutual collision and consumption of the two spiritual powers, his body was constantly trembling and shaking uncontrollably because of the pain.

Within his body, the Nascent Soul that was originally standing on his Dantian was now reduced to a fist-sized portion of its most essential essence. This remaining part had never completed the final dissolution and fusion with the physical body.

Only the monk surnamed Nu, under the erosion of the power of thunder and lightning, forcibly drew out the essence of one of the thunder forces and input it into his Dantian. With the help of the shock of this thunder force, a small amount of Nascent Soul would be slightly disintegrated and reintegrated into the physical body, repeating this cycle over and over again in an attempt to reach a certain critical state that the physical body can withstand and meet the basic requirements for advancement to the God Transformation Stage.

In fact, at this point, the appearance of lightning power is also a good omen and an important auxiliary means for the Nu monk. Of course, everything has two sides. The erosion of lightning also brings a lot of pressure to the body. This method of laying eggs by borrowing chickens is definitely not sustainable. It lasted for only a month, and cracks appeared on his body.

Although cracks of this degree can be repaired by monks at any time, it is still not a good thing to see them appear at this time.

"A hundred miles of land collapsed because of an ant hole. I am only one step away from the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Unfortunately, my thousand years of hard training will be in vain. I ignored my body in the early stages of training. Today, I will finally swallow this bitter fruit that is hard to swallow."

Everyone knows their own business, and the one who has the most profound understanding of his own situation is the monk named Nu who is in the state of cultivation.

Although up to now, the celestial phenomenon of advancement to the Spirit Transformation Stage has not disappeared, with the help of the power of thunder and lightning, the fist-sized essence of the Nascent Soul continues to dissipate and merge into the physical body, and it seems that it is still approaching the direction of the Spirit Transformation Stage step by step.

But the most important breath in the heart of the host, the Nu surnamed cultivator of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, was deflated, just like a ball that started to leak air. His future was destined to be limited and could not be changed at all.

As for the so-called bitter fruit, it is a common situation faced by almost any cultivator in the early stage of cultivation, that is, they devote themselves to cultivation and naturally have no time to pay attention to the physical body. There is only a slight increase in the infusion of spiritual power when the cultivation level is promoted.

"Click"

Inside the small retreat room, crisp sounds were heard. After the angry monk had completely given up, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The sounds came from the cracks in his body, and drops of blood spurted out from them, soaking the retreat room.

"Roar, Roar, Roar"

Half a day later, the snakes and pythons that were originally wreaking havoc in the sky also let out bursts of hissing, and their huge snake bodies turned into fist- and human-head-sized light spots composed of spiritual power, which continued to dissipate in the air, and let out bursts of wailing as they approached the final stage.

The ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator named Nu who was in the retreat room had almost the same fate. His life force had faded away, his crystal clear skin had become pitted, and his jet-black hair had turned gray.

"The eleventh attempt to advance to the Godly Celestial Phenomenon failed. Another fellow practitioner has fallen here. What a pity! What a pity! He is only one step away from success."

"Unfortunately, not every Nascent Soul cultivator who failed to advance is as lucky as I am and can rely on this puppet to survive."

The fourth-grade top-quality puppet revealed a complex expression in his words. Compared to the original envy, it had now turned into enough sympathy and an advantageous position.

The soul in the puppet should be the soul of a cultivator who failed to be promoted to the God Transformation stage and is on the verge of death. Although he has lost the possibility of continuing to advance in his cultivation, he has gained a relatively long lifespan in another form. As the saying goes, you gain in one place and lose in another. The real gains and losses are not measurable.

Of course, this method of sealing the lifespan in a puppet is not something that anyone can do. It must be done by a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage who has conducted in-depth research on puppetry, and it also requires a fortuitous opportunity.

After all, there are not many puppets with similar effects in the Shenling Mountain, and they will only be refined when there is a need. Most of the ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivators who died after failing to be promoted are destined to never encounter similar opportunities.

(End of this chapter)