Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian felt a splitting headache, as if countless steel needles were stirring wildly in his head, his eyes were dizzy, and the world was spinning.

With his now extremely strong body that has been tempered through thousands of trials, he still had such a strong feeling of almost collapsing after the teleportation was over. This was enough to prove that the teleportation that seemed to take only a moment was definitely an ultra-long-distance teleportation beyond imagination.

After closing his eyes for a while, Yang Qian slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the surrounding scene gradually came into his sight like a slowly unfolding scroll.

"Another unfamiliar place." Yang Qian's expression did not change at all. He talked to himself calmly. There was deathly silence where he was.

This place seemed to be a desolate pile of rocks, scattered in no order.

The ground was littered with round stones of various sizes, some as big as millstones and some as small as fists. They were grayish white in color and looked lifeless in the dim light, as if they had been deprived of all color and vitality by the years.

Not far away, there were patches of thick, inky gray fog, swirling strangely.

The mist seemed to have life, constantly twisting and deforming, like a monster with bared fangs and claws, with an inexplicable sense of oppression and mystery. They rolled and surged, swallowing everything around in this chaos, making it impossible to see too far away, as if there was an endless abyss ahead, full of unknown fear and danger.

In the gloomy sky, dark clouds hung low, so heavy that they seemed to collapse at any time. The weak light penetrated the clouds with difficulty and sprinkled on this desolate land, but it could not bring a trace of warmth and hope.

The cold wind whistled past, blowing up the dust on the stones and making a slight rustling sound, as if whispering the vicissitudes and loneliness of this land.

At this time, Yang Qian's head was still buzzing, as if countless bees were flying wildly around his ears. Moreover, his spiritual consciousness was temporarily unable to leave his body.

"We'll know whether we have reached our destination or not if we go out and take a look." Yang Qian frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and turned his head cautiously, his eyes flashing blue light, trying to see through this mysterious and dangerous area.

"This is.?"

Yang Qian's expression suddenly changed. He quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and purple air swirled around him. In an instant, he turned into a gorgeous purple rainbow and flew into the sky, then plunged into the vast fog like a meteor.

After a cup of tea, Yang Qian appeared beside a stream several meters wide with his hands behind his back in a graceful manner.

I saw the brook gurgling, and the water waves sparkled with tiny golden light under the sunlight.

By the stream, the tender green grass swayed in the wind, and colorful wild flowers were scattered among it, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Not far away, there are several weeping willows, and their slender branches gently brush the water surface, drawing graceful arcs.

He looked intently at the clear, sparkling stream at his feet, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Yang Qian suddenly reached down with one hand, and immediately an invisible force surged out. A small ball of stream water was picked up out of thin air and turned into a fist-sized crystal water ball in mid-air, gently floating on the palm of his hand.

Yang Qian looked at it intently for a while, his eyes sharp and focused, not missing any slight changes in the water ball.

After seeing that there was nothing wrong with the stream water, he opened his mouth, and the water ball immediately turned into a thin water line and was sucked into his mouth accurately.

The stream water was extremely sweet, like nectar, making Yang Qian feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

"It is indeed sweet, not bad!"

Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction. When he was about to get some more stream water, his eyebrows suddenly raised and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly clenched his other hand into a fist, and powerful force gathered instantly, and he struck fiercely at the void behind him.

An invisible huge force surged out.

There was a loud bang, like thunder, and the mist behind him rolled violently, like surging waves. The huge force seemed to hit a solid object, and there were not only the sounds of heavy footsteps falling backwards, but also several suppressed humming sounds.

Yang Qian's figure blurred for a moment, and in an instant, he turned over like a ghost, and gently shook his sleeves towards the mist behind him.

No one knew what mysterious spell he used secretly, but a gust of wind suddenly blew out from his sleeves with great momentum. The gray fog within dozens of feet in front was immediately blown away by this powerful force, revealing the figure of a monster about ten feet tall.

Even though Yang Qian was knowledgeable and experienced, he was still stunned when he saw the monster's appearance clearly.

The monster in front of him looked extremely strange, with a pair of small eyes narrowed into slits, a protruding long mouth, a pig's head and a human body, and a green tortoise shell covering its upper body. The tortoise shell seemed to be integrated with its body, firmly stuck on its body without a single gap.

At this moment, the monster fell to the ground with its limbs facing the sky, obviously knocked to the ground by Yang Qian's incredibly powerful punch just now. It was groaning and twisting its body desperately trying to struggle to get up.

However, because the shell on its back was too bulging and its limbs were more than half the size of those of an ordinary human, it looked extremely uncoordinated. It tried hard many times but was unable to turn over immediately. It looked like a giant turtle lying on the ground, which was funny and ridiculous.

"It really is a turtle pig monster!" Yang Qian had a flash of inspiration, and somehow such a strange name popped up in his mind. This was also the monster that Han Li saw in the original book, which made him couldn't help but chuckle.

The aura emitted by this pig monster was not strong, it was equivalent to the human Qi training stage. It posed no threat to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian naturally didn't care about such a weak breath.

However, he was also quite curious in his heart, how could this pig demon take on such a powerful blow from him just now?

You know, in the original book, this monster was no longer in danger of death in an instant under Han Li's attack.

"I remember it was the tortoise shell of this monster." Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and his bright eyes instantly fell on the tortoise shell on the pig monster.

On the belly of the turtle shell, there was a fist mark about an inch deep. The fist mark was deeply embedded in the turtle shell, as if telling of the power of the previous blow.

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Qian's face, and then he grabbed at the void with one hand.

In an instant, a bright light flashed, and a purple hand about ten feet in size appeared out of thin air above the pig monster.

The big hand was surrounded by purple air, emitting a cold and powerful aura.

He reached down with his big hand and accurately grabbed the edge of the turtle shell. Then he suddenly lifted it up and easily lifted the entire turtle pig demon.

However, at this moment, the little eyes of the turtle pig demon rolled around, and suddenly his body shrank with incredible flexibility, like a compressed spring that instantly released.

It fell out of its shell as slidably as a loach. The moment it landed, its limbs suddenly exerted force, and its huge body burst out with an astonishing speed.

The monster instantly transformed into a brown-haired wild boar. Its four thick hooves spun rapidly like a fire wheel, raising a cloud of dust. It then rushed into the thick, inky fog and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the sound of rapid hooves echoing in the air.

In the blink of an eye, only an empty tortoise shell was left in the purple big hand. This situation seemed like a cicada escaping from its shell, which made Yang Qian a little stunned.

"I almost forgot, this pig demon's disguise is quite good." Yang Qian's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint smile, without any surprise in his eyes. He actually knew that this pig demon would use this method to escape, but he had no intention of keeping it.

After all, he has never been a bloodthirsty person, and he doesn't want to commit more sins because of such a weak pig demon.

However, judging from the lightning speed with which the pig demon escaped, its clumsy move of falling to the ground just now was actually a clever trick to confuse the enemy.

This turtle-pig demon looks silly, with a round body and small eyes. At first glance, it seems a little stupid, but it is extremely cunning. Its meticulous mind probably means it is quite intelligent.

Yang Qian naturally wouldn't care much about a mere low-level being in the Qi Refining Stage.

He just felt a little surprised and was too lazy to chase after it.

Yang Qian waved his hand and brought the tortoise shell in front of him, then he looked at it again and again with great interest. As he looked, a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

"It's just the shell of a giant turtle that's hundreds of years old, but it can actually withstand my punch! The shell of this spiritual turtle is actually so magical." Yang Qian muttered to himself, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

You know, when Yang Qian saw the description of this turtle shell in the original book, he felt that it was a bit exaggerated, but now that he has examined it himself, he realizes that this turtle shell is indeed extraordinary.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to put the tortoise shell into the storage bracelet for the time being. Maybe he could study the wonders of the tortoise shell in the future.

Afterwards, Yang Qian did not rashly go anywhere else. He found a flat place beside the scenic stream and slowly sat cross-legged.

"This is my free time, which is really rare."

As Yang Qian muttered to himself, his eyes slowly closed, and his whole body entered a peaceful state of resting his mind with his eyes closed, like a statue of a god in meditation, solemn and quiet.

The breeze around him gently blew through his clothes, making a slight rustling sound.

The gentle breeze was like a soft hand, caressing him gently, and he seemed to blend into the natural scenery, appearing extremely harmonious, as if he was a part of the world and there was no sense of incongruity.

It was quiet beside the stream, with only the sound of the gurgling water flowing slowly in the air like a soft piece of music.

The fog next to us began to thin gradually, like a mysterious veil being slowly lifted.

I don't know how long it took, but when the fog had mostly dissipated, a group of animals that looked like deer and horses gathered by the stream.

They have a sturdy build and smooth fur, some of which is as white as snow, while others have mottled patterns.

These animals approached the stream cautiously, first observing their surroundings vigilantly, and then sticking out their tongues to drink the water gracefully.

Some of the young ones were only a foot long, and they were lively and active, stumbling and playing with each other by the stream. Their small bodies were full of endless energy, and their cries of joy were heard one after another.

Some of the young animals kicked their companions with their tender hooves, while others chased each other and ran around the adult animals.

Their eyes are clear and bright, full of curiosity about the world and desire to explore.

Occasionally, adult animals would look at the cubs lovingly and make low calls, as if warning them not to run away. The flowers and plants by the stream swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were also delighted by this warm scene.

Because Yang Qian had restrained his aura to the extreme, at this moment he was like a lifeless stone and did not attract the attention of the beasts at all.

A young animal that was ignorant and naive, like a reckless little fur ball, bumped directly into Yang Qian. Its round body shook due to the unexpected collision, and it looked very naive.

The young animal seemed to sense something strange. It turned around suddenly, and its small and cute appearance was adorable.

"Tweet-"

It looked at Yang Qian curiously with its two beautiful big light blue eyes.

The eyes were clear and transparent, like two pure, flawless, dazzling sapphires, flashing with an innocent light. Then, the little guy was as curious as a lively elf, circling around Yang Qian several times. The small figure was smart and lively, as if dancing a happy dance.

Then, it simply put its furry, round head in front of Yang Qian's face, looking as if it was acting coquettishly.

It sniffed a few times. Perhaps it was the unique scent on Yang Qian that made it feel so novel. It couldn't help but stick out its pink tongue, as tender as peach blossoms, and licked him gently.

Suddenly, Yang Qian opened his eyes without any warning.

Those eyes were as deep as the sea, seeming to contain endless wisdom and awe-inspiring majesty.

His eyes were like two sharp lightning bolts that could instantly penetrate all fog, making people dare not look directly at them, as if there was a power hidden in them that could see through everything.

This little beast was extremely clever. The moment Yang Qian opened his eyes, it was startled. Its nimble body leaped back at lightning speed like a lit firecracker, trying to escape quickly.

Its limbs moved nimbly, and its figure instantly turned into a blurred arc.

But at this moment, a green light flashed, and a pill emitting a strong medicinal fragrance shot out from Yang Qian's wide sleeves.

It was as fast as a meteor across the night sky, and with a sharp momentum, it shot accurately into the mouth of the little beast.

The pill melted in the mouth and immediately turned into a fragrant saliva that flowed into the little beast's mouth.

At the same time, Yang Qian's faint voice sounded slowly in the little beast's ears. Although the voice was light, it seemed to carry a tremendous force.

"Since you and I have a certain affinity, I'll give you this spiritual enlightenment pill! But whether you can really open your spiritual wisdom in the future depends on your luck."

This sound was like thunder exploding in the ears of the little animal, scaring it into making a sound similar to that of a sheep. There was a hint of panic and fear in the sound, and it trembled, as if its soul was trembling.

Its small body was trembling, its eyes were full of fear, and it no longer had the agility and curiosity it had before.

All of a sudden, the other adult animals nearby also keenly noticed the abnormality. Their originally leisurely demeanor disappeared in an instant, replaced by a high level of alertness.

I saw them suddenly exert their strength with their strong limbs, rushing forward like a tide, their movements were swift and resolute, causing a slight cloud of dust to fly. They quickly protected the cubs in the middle, forming a solid protective barrier.

These adult beasts all looked nervous, their eyes full of vigilance and worry. Their ears stood up high, listening carefully to every movement around them, their nostrils twitching constantly, sniffing out possible dangers. Their tense muscles showed their inner tension and vigilance, and their hair stood up like a layer of hard armor.

They used their iron-hard horns on their heads to point directly and vigilantly in the direction of Yang Qian, and the sharp horns flashed a cold light in the sun. (End of this chapter)