Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 51 Talk and Guess
Around the black depression.

The terrifying impact, and the golden light all over the sky, suddenly swept across a radius of hundreds of feet.

The billowing smoke and dust, like a sandstorm, rose into the sky, and the golden light was like a flame, with a monstrous momentum.

Yang Qian's pupils shrank.

So cruel!

He quickly lowered his head, crossed his hands, and placed them in front of his chest. The second level of the almost perfect Vajra Art was fully activated, and the golden light was dazzling.

At the moment when the power of the giant golden brick exploded, the silver fine scales that appeared all over Yang Gan disappeared in a flash.

Yang Gan's legs were firmly inserted into the ground, his body shook violently a few times, and he survived.

However, several other foundation-building monks from the Golden Jade Sect were not so lucky.

The brocade-robed man and his juniors, under the violent invisible impact, groaned and screamed one after another, and flew upside down. After a full seven or eight feet, they stopped unsteadily and fell on the ground in the depression. In the black mud.

at the center of the explosion.

The black land, the stumped limbs of monsters and beasts, like a meteor shower against the current, flowed backwards.

But in the blink of an eye, they fell again like a violent storm.

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It fell on the ground mercilessly, splashing everywhere, puddles of blood condensed and flowed to low-lying places.

It lasted for four or five breaths.

Putting down his arms, Yang Gan looked fearfully at the place where the huge golden brick exploded.

'The power of such self-destruction is really not to be underestimated. '

I see.

A huge bloody pit appeared in the depression.

Inside the pit, countless corpses of monsters and beasts piled up together, horrifying to the extreme.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Junior Sister Li, how are you guys doing?" The middle-aged man in brocade robe stood up, put his hands on his chest and coughed dryly twice, ignoring the dirt and animal blood on his body. Eagerly, they fled towards the few people behind.

"Senior brother Feng, my little sister is fine, just suffered some flesh injuries." A slightly embarrassed girl in pink stood up with a pretty face and a slight pain.

"call--"

"It's good that you have nothing to do." The middle-aged man surnamed Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then looked at the others with a calm expression.

Seeing that everyone was unkempt, and some people even had stumps and sharp claws of monsters in their hair, their expressions that had just eased up changed again, and they gritted their teeth.

"Junior brother Lin has already been besieged and killed by monsters and lost his life. If you are injured again, how will you explain to the elders of the master's sect after you go back?"

The rest of the disciples hurriedly responded when they heard the words.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

"Senior Brother, I can't blame you for this matter, it was Lin Junior Brother who didn't listen to the arrangement of the door and went out privately!"

"Yes, he is destined for such a calamity!"

The few young disciples of Jin Yuzong were talking all over the place. Although they were a little sad, they knew that people cannot be resurrected after death, so they had to focus on the present.

"That's right, Senior Brother Feng! Speaking of which, it's thanks to Mr. Yang!" A disheartened young disciple looked around at the corpse of the monster, and suddenly looked at where Yang Gan was.

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng seemed to be belatedly aware. He slapped his forehead, turned around hastily, and looked over:
"Brother Yang, I was negligent! Thanks to your help to get out of trouble this time! It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we should leave as soon as possible!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man surnamed Feng smiled all over his face, and then walked towards Yang Gan.

"Brother Yang, thank you very much! Without you, I'm afraid I would not be able to get out of trouble. Speaking of which, Brother Yang, although your spiritual root is not good, and your mana cultivation is only low-level in refining Qi, the power of this body of Vajra Art is beyond comparison. Ordinary, it can be called extraordinary talent, I am afraid that it is already very close to the third floor?"

Although the middle-aged man surnamed Feng had a smile on his face, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

The strength shown by Yang Gan just now was really beyond his expectations.

It doesn't look like an ordinary body refiner at all, the second-level Vajra Art.

The middle-aged Feng surnamed had seen quite a few mid-level body refiners, even the fifth-level body refiners of the Vajra Art, and had followed the ancestors of the Jin Yuzong before.

However, it can be said that there are very few people at Yang Qian's age with such strength.

It is almost infinitely close to the power of the body refiner of the third level of Vajra Art.

It is comparable to or even better than the mid-stage Foundation Establishment among cultivators.

You must know that the middle-aged Feng, as the leader of these Jin Yuzong, only has the cultivation base of the middle stage of foundation establishment.

But the physical strength is lacking.

Even against the body refiners of the second level of Vajra Art, they may not be able to win in close quarters, so it's no wonder that they are afraid.

'No wonder, he wants to borrow the Jiuxuan Famous Jade Pond. It seems that he is preparing to break through the bottleneck of the second level while soaking, and then wash and consolidate it through the deep water at the bottom of the Jiuxuan Famous Jade Pond, consolidating the third level's refining in one fell swoop. Physical cultivation directly saves ordinary body refiners from years of hard training. That's why, they don't wait until they encounter the bottleneck of the third level before soaking again. '

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng had a smile on his face, but his thoughts were spinning in his heart. He thought he had guessed everything about Yang Qian's thoughts.

The difficulty of practicing Vajra Jue is well known even in the entire human race.

Even if it is a talented body refiner who wants to break through from the second level to the third level of the Vajra Art, the problem of time is still a trivial matter. The most unbearable thing is the inhuman pain during body training and the encounters at each level. to the astonishing bottleneck.

As for the fourth floor, it is already comparable to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, and it is even more difficult to reach the sky.

I'm afraid the other party also knows that it will take nearly ten years to break through to the fourth floor, even if they can endure the inhuman pain, so they managed to find the Xu family's token.

After the middle-aged Feng surnamed figured it out, he couldn't help lamenting the difficulty of body refiners, and at the same time felt a little regretful.

The opponent's spiritual roots are not good. Otherwise, if he has the qualifications of dual spiritual roots or above, coupled with the talent of body refining, and the tenacity of the heart that is not afraid of physical pain, his future achievements will be limitless under the dual cultivation of law and body.

Although Yang Gan didn't know what the middle-aged man surnamed Feng was thinking, but after seeing the strange color on the other party's face, he also had some guesses.

With his mind moving, Yang Gan said with regret on his face:

"Brother Feng Dao is overrated! My spiritual roots are mixed, and I have no way to practice, so I have to do my best in body training!"

After saying that, after a slight pause, Yang Qian looked into the distance with admiration on his face, and said while shaking his head.

"If one day Yang is able to obtain the treasures of heaven and earth to improve his spiritual root from the wilderness like Lord Tianyuan Sage Emperor, he might as well be like Daoist Feng, showing the demeanor of an immortal cultivator!"

On occasions like this, Yang Qian would not be stingy with compliments.

If it sounds good, everyone likes it.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man surnamed Feng immediately shook his head with a soothing expression. He ignored the monster blood on his body and completely forgot about the dead "Junior Brother Lin".

"Hey! Brother Yang, why should you belittle yourself, you..." Before the middle-aged man surnamed Feng could finish his words, he was interrupted by a shout from afar.

Frowning somewhat unhappily, the middle-aged man surnamed Feng turned his head to look expressionlessly.

"Senior Brother Feng! I have already collected the bones of Junior Brother Lin." Together with Junior Sister Li, several Foundation Establishment disciples of the Jin Yuzong flew over.

The face of the middle-aged man surnamed Feng stagnated, and a sad expression appeared on his face: "In this case, I will send Junior Brother Lin back to the sect. Brother Yang, please!"

The second half of the sentence was clearly said by the middle-aged man surnamed Feng to Yang Gan.

I see.

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng stretched out his hand towards his waist, and a brilliant blue aura burst out in front of everyone.

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