Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

A roar suddenly came from under Yang Qian's Nascent Soul body, and the gray spiritual light trembled for a while, then exploded all of a sudden.

At this time, the spells cast by Yuanying's hands became more and more rapid, one after another without stopping, as if he wanted to use up all the magic power in his body in one breath.

The pieces of gray spiritual light that exploded, under the urging of the magic spell, intertwined and merged again, and in the blink of an eye, condensed into a gray lotus of light.

This gray lotus is gray and misty, but if a high-level cultivator looks closely, he can faintly see five colors: green, red, yellow, white, and black. They seem to have clear boundaries, but they are integrated into one. It is truly mysterious.

However, this lotus is three meters wide, and the Nascent Soul looks really small in it.

But a mysterious mantra came out of Yang Qian's Yuanying's mouth, and the gray lotus began to glow and shrink. With every inch it shrank, the lotus light became brighter.

After a while, when the gray lotus turned into a size of about a foot, the lotus petals on it had become like tangible objects, extremely thick and condensed. In the gray mist, colorful light flashed on it, like the light of immortals.

Seeing this, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel relieved, but his Yuanying's little face was still solemn.

The gray light of Yuanci Mountain disappeared without a trace as soon as it sank into the lotus, like a mud cow entering the sea.

At this moment, Yang Qian's Yuanying suddenly opened his eyes which had been closed, and there was a strange golden color in his eyes.

It raised one hand and pinched its five fingers into a lotus shape.

"Puff" sounds were heard one after another, and countless thin gray threads shot out from the fingertips, shooting onto the nearby lotus petals and merging into one.

The Nascent Soul kept chanting incantations, and its face became unusually solemn, but its five raised fingers began to slowly close together towards the center.

The strands of light connected to the fingers flashed with gray light and began to tremble violently.

A buzzing sound came from the light lotus, and then the lotus petals began to slowly close up under the pull of the gray thread. After a moment, as if time had gone back, the flower turned into a bud that was about to bloom, completely wrapping the Nascent Soul inside.

The gray spiritual light above kept flowing, and the five colors of blue, red, yellow, white and black were looming and dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling flower bud moved slightly and fell downwards.

As a result, after a flash of light, the flower bud disappeared into the gray light ball like nothing. After a flash, it sank into Yang Qian's head and disappeared.

Strands of gray light immediately emerged from the suspended Yuanci Mountain and shot towards Yang Qian's body, continuously using the power of the Yuanci divine light to stimulate this body to break through the bottleneck.

Suddenly, there was no other sound in the magic circle except the sound of breaking through the air.

In the meeting hall of Tianxing City.

The Grand Elder of the Xing Palace, Sun Hao, was pacing with heavy steps, a solemn look on his face.

His cultivation was originally only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but after more than three hundred years of solitary practice, he has now risen to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Moreover, his magic power is profound, like a bottomless lake. It only takes a little more time for him to reach the peak of the middle stage and then try to advance to the coveted late Nascent Soul stage.

After Sun Hao walked for more than ten steps, he suddenly stopped, his white sleeves swaying gently as he moved. After a moment of thought, he asked calmly, "How much time has passed since the celestial phenomenon of the Saint Lord's breakthrough to the Spiritualization Stage was revealed?"

In a corner of the hall, a deacon in the Jindan stage hurried forward and answered with a folded hand:

"Reporting to the Great Elder, a full half month has passed."

His face was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal. After all, there had not been a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator born in the Xing Palace for over three thousand years.

If their Saint Lord could successfully break through, it would undoubtedly become a significant event in the history of the Star Palace.

Even though he was just an insignificant deacon in the Jindan stage, he felt extremely proud and honored.

"Half a month." Sun Hao repeated in a low voice, and suddenly his eyes narrowed. His pupils were as sharp as an eagle, as if he had caught some subtle signs, and a look of deep thought emerged on his face.

Then, he raised his legs and walked out of the hall directly. His eyes passed through the sea of ​​clouds and turned to the starry sky hall - the Starry Sky Hall on the top of the mountain.

The deacon in the Jindan stage followed closely behind. Although his steps were fast, he did not dare to overstep the mark and just followed the great elder silently.

It was seen that at the top of the Tianxing Holy Mountain, the funnel-shaped spiritual cloud had expanded several times compared to half a month ago, and had already covered the entire Tianxing Mountain.

As the spiritual cloud grew larger, the hurricane inside became more violent and unstoppable.

The five-colored light below, like fallen leaves swept by a strong wind, was sucked into the funnel-shaped spiritual cloud at an astonishing speed.

The spiritual light that originally surrounded the holy mountain gradually became thinner.

After such a long period of accumulation and condensation, the amount of spiritual energy gathering towards the holy mountain from all directions began to decrease.

All the spiritual light transformed from the vital energy of heaven and earth finally gathered in one place, and were swept up by the hurricane, and sank into the funnel-shaped spiritual cloud.

Such strange phenomena naturally attracted the attention of countless cultivators in Tianxing City.

They walked out of the cave one after another and looked toward the holy mountain in the sky, with indescribable waves rising in their hearts.

The next moment, the hurricane suddenly stopped, and the entire spiritual cloud suddenly became silent, with only colorful spiritual light spots flashing everywhere in the cloud, like the calm before the storm.

Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's roar came from the depths of the giant mountain. A golden light flashed on the top of Tianxing Holy Mountain, and a huge Dharma image with three heads and six arms emerged.

The body of this Dharma image was a hundred feet tall, and it was glowing with golden light all over, as if it were a real entity. The three heads slowly raised down, and each of the originally blurry faces had two dazzling golden rays of light. It actually opened a pair of emotionless red-gold eyes and stared at the spiritual cloud in the sky together.

Suddenly, the three heads shook together, and three long roars like metal and stone came out again, rising into the sky. The roars were continuous, like rolling thunder, echoing above the sky, shaking the entire sky.

The mortals in Tianxing City were fine. Apart from feeling even more frightened when they heard the sound, they didn't feel anything unusual.

However, those low- and mid-level cultivators who already had magical powers felt a buzzing in their ears the moment they heard the whistling sound, as if they were in the midst of a raging sea. Their minds were completely shaken, and their consciousness was empty, unable to think of anything else.

Even the high-level cultivators in the Nascent Soul and Core Forming stages could not help but tremble in their hearts, with a trace of horror on their faces. Although they had profound cultivation, they also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression in front of this howling sound.

The long roar of the huge Dharma image lasted for a full cup of tea before it suddenly stopped, and then the six arms each made a hand gesture.

The middle one of the three blurry faces of the three-headed, six-armed Dharma image suddenly became unusually clear with a flash of rosy light, revealing the handsome face of Yang Qian.

The eyes of this face were flashing with golden light and the expression was extremely solemn, but the faces of the other two heads were still blurry for some reason and could not be seen clearly.

"Holy Lord!"

"That's the Holy Lord!"

In Tianxing City, as the cry spread, the eyes of countless cultivators and mortals were focused on the figure shining with golden light.

Although only a few people have actually seen Yang Qian's true appearance, at this moment, the speculation in their hearts is burning like a prairie fire.

Driven by awe and worship, countless low-level monks and mortals knelt on the ground, shouting the name of "Holy Lord". The voices rose and fell, like the surging waves. Suddenly, the head in the middle let out a loud roar that shook the whole Tianxing City.

With this loud shout, the body of the three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya trembled violently, and the six arms waved, like six golden dragons flying in the air.

During this swing, the body of the golden shadow swelled up again in the flow of golden light, as if it was going to burst the entire sky.

The body, which was originally a hundred feet tall, suddenly grew two or three times taller in a moment.

At this moment, the golden shadow had his feet on the ground and his head in the sky. With his hands raised, it seemed as if he could reach his hands directly into the light of the spiritual cloud.

At this moment, bursts of wonderful sounds like Sanskrit came from the head in the middle with a revealed face, and then six arms pointed at the empty space in the sky at the same time.

Suddenly, the spiritual cloud that was originally rotating slowly accelerated.

With a flash of rosy clouds, a huge spiritual cloud descended silently, enveloping the entire huge Dharma image inside it, and then stopped when it reached the waist of the Dharma image.

But then this thing surrounded the body of the Dharmakāya and began to spin non-stop.

A strange scene appeared!

The five-colored light in the circle poured into the body of the Dharmakāya, turning its body from golden to a bright color like colored glaze.

At the same time, under the flow of the colored glaze, the huge body of the Dharmakaya suddenly shrank.

In the blink of an eye, the image of a mountain turned into an ordinary human figure wrapped in layers of five-colored light curtains.

This figure sat down cross-legged on the top of the mountain, clasped his hands together, and floated motionless in the air without saying a word.

The astonishing spiritual pressure and celestial phenomena that filled the sky suddenly disappeared, as if everything had returned to normal.

The mortals and cultivators in Tianxing City finally recovered from the shock.

Those ordinary mortals, witnessing what was happening before their eyes, had fanatical looks on their faces, as if they saw the coming of the gods in their hearts.

They all prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowed like crazy, and did not stop for the slightest bit even though blood was oozing from their foreheads.

Among the monks, Xing Gong and the monks under his command had surprise and excitement on their faces, as if they saw hope for the future.

However, most of the monks still had a look of fear on their faces, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety about the unknown.

Some cultivators with ulterior motives were like frightened birds. They ran towards their own caves in panic, not daring to even look towards the direction of the giant mountain.

Even some of the monks from some powerful sects who were frightened turned around and fled away from the vicinity as if they had been pardoned, and some even wanted to leave Tianxing City.

But the current Tianxing City had activated the city defense formation half a month ago. Not only people, but even a flying insect is not allowed to enter or leave the city.

at the same time.

Deep inside a certain layer of Tianxing City, in a corner of a seemingly ordinary cave, whispers were transmitted quietly like the breeze.

Several figures were outlined by the dim light.

Surprisingly, they were all Nascent Soul cultivators with unfathomable cultivation.

Although they had high levels of cultivation, they could only barely maintain superficial calm at this time of strange phenomena.

"How is it? Did that person advance successfully?" An old man with a dove-like face looked anxious, with a bit of nervousness and uneasiness in his voice.

The situation of these few people was relatively better, as they did not appear embarrassed due to their advanced cultivation, but they could only barely keep standing just now.

“I don’t know. In today’s Chaos Star Sea, has anyone seen a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage? The most recent God Transformation Stage existence dates back to more than 3,000 years ago. As for the celestial phenomenon of breaking through from the late Nascent Soul stage to the God Transformation stage, I have only seen one or two in the sect’s ancient books. Even though it seems that there is no momentum now, but according to the records in the classics, now is actually the most critical moment for that person to break through the realm. I’m afraid that at this moment, the other party is fighting against the extraterritorial demon.” Another big man in a yellow robe frowned, as if he knew a lot. He looked at the figure at the top of Tianxing City with strange eyes and spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, the other cultivators in the cave were all surprised.

Especially the four words "outer demon" were like a cold current that made them shiver.

They all raised their heads and looked again at the blurry figure on the top of the distant mountain, their hearts filled with confusion and unwillingness, their faces changing constantly.

One day.

two days.

Five days.

Another ten days passed.

On the top of the Tianxing Holy Mountain, Yang Qian's figure still stood like a sculpture, without moving at all.

Only the five-colored light curtain surrounding him became more crystal clear and dazzling as time passed.

This situation made many cultivators in Tianxing City, who had never seen the phenomenon of a breakthrough to the Spirit Transformation Stage, marvel at it and talk about it.

At the same time, these monks couldn't help but feel confused and puzzled.

They flipped through jade slips and scrolls, trying to find similar records in ancient books, but they were never able to find a satisfactory answer.

As a result, many monks began to record this vision in detail in their own way, hoping to leave valuable information for future generations.

However, for Yang Qian, all the outside noise and curiosity had nothing to do with him.

He was immersed in his own world at the moment, resonating with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and blending with his own soul.

And, a fierce battle with the demons from outer space!
The various dangers involved are not something that can be told to outsiders.

at last.

Another half month passed.

The figure in the light curtain suddenly trembled, and after a while of five-colored light flowing on the body, he finally opened his eyes.

Then a long howl came out of the figure's mouth.

This time, the long howl did not contain any magical powers, but the sound of the howl was obviously full of joy.

When the howling stopped for a moment, the figure stood up, waved his arms, and the five-color light curtain nearby turned into dots of spiritual light and dispersed.

Then the figure made a hand gesture, and a pair of wings appeared behind him. After a sudden thunderclap, the figure mysteriously disappeared in mid-air. (End of this chapter)