Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 103 Perseverance!The ceremony begins!
"Fa Cai Lu Lu, hehe." Yang Qian twitched the corners of his mouth inexplicably, and smiled, "Sometimes, 'di' is the one that everyone can't expect at all."

Among the common customs of the previous life.

Some people are born in Rome, and some people are born as cows and horses. What is the difference?
The same is true for the world of cultivating immortals.

Cultivators born in the spiritual world or disciples of the direct line of the family are completely incomparable to monks in the human world in terms of skills, resources, aura concentration, and cultivation environment.

However, the next moment, Yang Gan's face was slightly stunned.

This is true for monks in the human world, and so it is with the spiritual world.

Because above the spiritual world, there is also the fairy world.

Compared with the sect monks or family lineages in the fairy world, the spiritual world seems to have no advantages. The so-called fit and Mahayana, things that low-level monks can't pursue all their lives, can only be regarded as bigger ants in the fairy world.

even.

Yang Qian seemed to remember that a female cultivator from a certain family in the immortal world was enlightened at the age of three and had reached the late stage of spiritual transformation in just over fifty years!
Within a thousand years, Mahayana is expected!
How outrageous is this?

Think about the misery of the monks in the human world, fighting for supplies, but they have reached the late stage of spiritual transformation in 50 years, and are only one step away from the stage of refining the void. The monks in the human world have spent their entire lives working hard to get it.

As for the thousand-year Mahayana, even the geniuses in the spiritual world would never dare to think about it, it is completely impossible.

Even if Han Paopao possessed the Zhang Tianzhu, with the blessing of various opportunities, it took more than 2000 years to advance to the Mahayana stage.
People are more mad than people!
No comparison, no comparison at all!
Shaking his head, Yang Gan put all the thoughts just now behind his head.

"My own cultivation speed is faster than that of the human world. It is normal in the spiritual world, and it cannot be compared with people in the fairy world. I need to work harder!"

With such a firm thought in his heart, Yang Gan moved his consciousness and controlled ten puppet beasts such as lizards, crabs, wolf dogs, and human-shaped archer puppets, running towards the hall from all over the cave, but they all They are some puppets in the Qi refining period, and most of them are relatively slow.

"The cultivation of Dayan Jue is indeed very difficult. I have only completed half of the first level. Even if I had been mentally prepared, it is unimaginable that it is so difficult to practice the secret method of spiritual consciousness. No wonder Lord Dayan has delayed even his cultivation. Already." Yang Qian stared blankly at the gorgeous wall covering of the mountain-protecting formation, muttering to himself with a hint of regret, quietly waiting for the arrival of many puppets.

The secret method of spiritual consciousness is different from the practice of mana. Except for a few strange things, such as the soul-nourishing wood, one of the three great sacred trees, there is no tricky way. Yang Gan has to rely on time to hone it.

As for the soul-cultivating wood, together with the golden thunder bamboo and the tree of spiritual eyes, they are known as the three great sacred trees in the world of cultivating immortals, and possess all kinds of inconceivable miraculous effects.

Soul nourishing wood, the biggest characteristic of this kind of spiritual wood is that it can warm and nourish the soul and primordial spirit. If worn on the body, it can gradually strengthen the spiritual consciousness, and it can also live in the soul to ensure that the mind will not disperse.

On the occasion of the grand ceremony of the Holy Palace, Yang Qian also searched for various natural and earth treasures and cultivation resources on the holy mountain and at the foot of the mountain. He really came across two auctions of soul-cultivating wood.

One is about the size of a little finger, and the other is slightly larger, at least three inches long.

What is frustrating is that, as one of the three great sacred trees, the soul-cultivating wood is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals, and the price is so high that it is completely beyond Yang Qian's tolerance.

Even in the past year, Yang Qian took the time to refine a few magic tools and spiritual tools, and at the same time sold the unnecessary items in the storage bags of the two Qianzhu sects, but it was far from enough to buy the soul-cultivating wood. Not to mention the soul-cultivating wood the size of a little finger, even a small fingernail is still unaffordable, just stare blankly.

In the end, the auction was over, and Yang Gan could only watch helplessly as the Soul Cultivating Wood was easily bought by a high-ranking cultivator in the transformation stage.

'strength!With the strength, I went directly to the wilderness to hunt for treasures, how can I be a spectator here, hey. '

With such thoughts in his heart, Yang Gan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

The sound of rustling came from the corridor of the cave hall.

After a few breaths.

Ten puppets lined up in front and behind, and lined up in front of Yang Gan.

Yang Qian pondered for a while and glanced at the many puppets in front of him. He suddenly flicked his sleeves and threw out many bottles and jars, which contained some elixirs, strange insect seeds, and food for the golden-backed monster mantis. , these puppets either used their mouths, pliers, or claws to grasp the materials given by Yang Gan, and headed to the spirit beast room and medicine garden in the cave.

Yang Gan looked at the departing figures of more than a dozen puppets with a look of satisfaction on his face. These puppets in the Qi refining stage only need a few low-level spiritual stones, which are enough to run for several months without any fighting. For a long time, it can be said to be a good helper for housekeeping and yard cleaning, including taking care of the medicine garden and delivering ingredients to the golden-backed monster mantis. Yang Qian no longer needs to do it himself.

To Yang Gan's surprise, during this period of time, the golden-backed monster was also advancing rapidly, nourished by the incomparably rich aura of the spirit world. More than a month ago, it had just broken through to the first level of high-level monsters, and the next time it broke through, it would be able to enter A level two monster.

As for the talismans and formations, Yang Qian was a little lax during this year. Time was too tight and he didn't spend much time on it.

"Well, a few days ago, Yuan Qiongge sent me another message. I want to buy some top-level magic weapons and high-level spiritual tools. With my current cultivation level and the innate true fire, it will not be difficult to refine it. Let's make one." Yang Gan turned his thoughts, got up and walked towards the refining room.

Time passed little by little.

In the morning of this day, when the sky was still gray, on Tianyuan Sacred Mountain, at the peaks of the upper, middle, and lower layers, there was an incomparably large square.

In the center of the square, a white platform with a height of more than [-] feet was suddenly built.

On the high platform, there is an unknown object covered by golden cloth.

At least three or four feet tall!

Standing next to him was a soldier in silver armor with protruding neck muscles, his hands hanging down with no expression on his face.

However, the area near the audience was surrounded by dense crowds of monks and body refiners, who all looked around excitedly. In the areas on other floors except the summit, there was set up on each floor to show The phantom stone surface of these scenes, the figures and scenery on it are very real as if they were there in person.

As for the top of Tianyuan Holy Mountain, there are several high-level monks wearing white robes, standing quietly with solemn faces, and their cultivation aura is unfathomable.

These high-ranking monks with unfathomable cultivation bases looked up at the sky that had just begun to turn red, and their expressions were calm with a hint of awe.

Not long after, the first ray of sunlight finally penetrated slowly from the red glow in the sky.

"Okay! It's time! The ceremony of the Holy Palace begins, ring the bell!"

(End of this chapter)