Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

However, after all, the Bing Fire Yang Thunder had just been born and had not yet fully grown and developed. Moreover, it was fighting one against three. Even though it was incredibly powerful, it was ultimately unable to cope with the situation.

Therefore, after a while, it gradually fell into a disadvantage, and its defense was severely broken by the unparalleled sharp edge of the Gengjin Thunder, the endless tenacity of the Yimu Positive Thunder, and the deep and cold power of the Guishui Yin Thunder.

When Yang Qian saw this scene, his eyes focused and he seized the opportunity without hesitation.

"receive!"

Following Yang Qian's majestic incantation, the three divine thunders instantly transformed into a three-colored electric net, shining brightly, like a dragnet that tightly trapped the entire Suzaku Stone.

Under this powerful attack, the Bing Fire Yang Thunder was blasted back into the Suzaku Stone, no longer having its previous arrogance.

Yang Qian was all smiles at the moment, his eyes full of excitement and satisfaction. He grabbed the blood-red Vermillion Bird Stone, glanced at it for a few seconds, and seemed to have thought of something. The smile on his face instantly faded, his eyes became extremely alert, and he quickly looked around.

Then, the wind and thunder wings appeared behind it in an instant, lightning flashed, and the wind howled.

In the dazzling arc of lightning, Yang Qian's figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only the lingering breath of thunder and lightning filling the air.

Two days passed in a flash, and Yang Qian quietly appeared near a small hill next to the sea of ​​fog. He stood there, his face full of curiosity, and stared at the mountain wall on one side of the mountain with careful and solemn eyes.

During these two days, Yang Qian was a little uneasy at first, worrying that some high-level aliens would notice something unusual here and come here.

However, time passed slowly, and nothing happened.

Under such circumstances, Yang Qian's anxious heart finally settled down.

It was difficult for him to tell whether it was the mist transformed by the Six Ding True Fire that had the effect of concealing and hiding, or whether it was the mysterious power of the Vermillion Bird Stone and the Bing Fire Yang Thunder that made it difficult for those high-level alien races to perceive.

But since no high-level aliens came to disturb him, he could continue to act according to his original plan.

As for the Bing Fire Yang Thunder, its fusion with the fire refining of one's own skills and the refining of the fourth Thunder Sword cannot be achieved in a moment. It requires a lot of time and energy, and must not be rushed.

Thinking this in his mind, Yang Qian's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts returned, and then he looked at the hill in front of him again, various situations in the original book emerging in his mind.

Although this mountain is only a few hundred feet high, the side facing Yang Qian is extremely flat, as if it was flattened in an instant by someone with great supernatural powers that could reach the sky and penetrate the earth with unparalleled power. It is as smooth as a mirror and amazing.

And on this incredibly smooth mountain wall, there were three blood-red words several meters in size. The color was as bright as blood, as if it had just been soaked in blood, revealing a heart-pounding and strange aura.

During his time in Tianyuan City and the human territory, Yang Qian had studied the ancient characters of both the human and demon races, as well as several other foreign characters nearby.

However, these three strange characters were not among what they had learned. They were obviously characters from other mysterious alien races that the human and demon races had not yet come into contact with.

Although Yang Qian had no idea what was written above, each stroke of the words was like a sharp sword unsheathed, giving him a shocking feeling of murderous aura that seemed to tear the sky apart.

I believe that if a cultivator with a lower level of cultivation saw these words, he would be immediately forced to retreat repeatedly by the overwhelming evil spirit and would not be able to look at this mountain wall for long.

Of course, with Yang Qian's current magical powers, he naturally would not take this evil spirit seriously. After a careful inspection, he found that these words seemed to be extremely old, and the nearby rocks had been weathered by the years, and even the three words were partially blurred and difficult to recognize.

"It is better to find a suitable place first, improve my cultivation, and refine the Thunder Sword. This is the most important thing." Yang Qian touched his chin and pondered for a while. In the end, he did not continue to dwell on this. Afterwards, he continued to fly for several days and finally successfully flew out of this vast mountain range.

"Red sea water." Yang Qian crossed his arms, tilted his head slightly, and looked into the distance, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. This place suddenly presented a vast expanse of beach by the sea. The red sea water in the distance was like a violent beast, surging constantly, violently washing the nearby rugged reefs, and splashing water all over the sky.

Yang Qian smacked his lips, and stood in the air nearby, like a still statue, staring at the sea, and fell into silence. After a while, he suddenly flashed with light, and instantly turned into a gorgeous rainbow, flying back to the way he came, and then shot towards the other end of the edge of the black fog sea like lightning.

This time, Yang Qian increased his speed to the extreme. Ten days later, he appeared on another high cliff by the sea. Yang Qian suddenly remembered that he was on an extremely huge island.

The vastness of this island was definitely rare in life. Moreover, the shape of this island was like a long winding dragon, half of which was where he was at the moment, and the other half was shrouded by the mysterious black fog.

Originally, Yang Qian had an idea to bypass the black fog sea from the outside of the island and explore what was hidden on the other side of the island. As a result, he circled along the edge of the island for a whole month, but still could not see the end.

After the Suzaku Stone was taken away, the inner side of the island was still filled with endless black fog, deep and depressing.

"I thought the plot had changed because of the Bing Fire Yang Thunder and the fog would dissipate, but I didn't expect there would be no change." Yang Qian frowned, a look of helplessness emerged on his face, then he stopped hesitating, decisively changed direction, and returned the same way.

Obviously, this is a giant peninsula, not an isolated island in the true sense. If we only consider its size, this island is so big that it can be an independent small land, and its vastness is really staggering.

However, no matter whether this place is a peninsula or a real island, for Yang Qian, there is actually no essential difference.

This area doesn't seem to have any powerful existence, and the mountains on the island are filled with spiritual energy that is beyond imagination. It is simply an excellent place for cultivation.

"Even so, we still need to be cautious."

Yang Qian pondered in his heart for a long time.

Although he had those memories in his mind, after all, things are unpredictable and there may be unexpected differences. Just in case, he decided to spend more time to explore whether there are other islands near the island, or whether there are powerful beings that pose a threat to it.

Therefore, in the next month, Yang Qian carried out a very detailed inspection with this half of the island as the center. He was like a tireless bird, flying through the sky and carefully searching the sea surface of more than 100,000 miles in radius.

During this long inspection process, the results were not satisfactory.

Apart from a few barren, desolate and worthless islands, there were no other significant discoveries.

There were a few sea beasts that had cultivated successfully in the seabed nearby, but the most powerful one was only about the same strength as the pirate monster he had seen last time, and it had no intelligence, so there was no need to worry about it. In this way, Yang Qian's heart was completely at peace, and he returned to the mysterious giant island mountain range, ready to start refining magic weapons, and then practice with peace of mind, in order to reach new heights on the road of cultivation.

After careful selection, he finally chose a huge mountain with the most abundant and rich spiritual energy.

He displayed his magical powers, and his magic power surged and shone brightly. He hollowed out most of the mountain and opened up a huge cave. Then, he carefully set up many powerful restrictions, and then moved in contentedly.

The location of this cave is quite clever, close to the edge of the mountain range, more than ten days away from the black fog sea. Even if some high-level alien race attacked again because of the black fog sea, it would not be able to cause a sudden impact on it.

This distance is enough for him to have enough time to react and make full preparations for the response.

After Yang Qian carefully planted the rare elixirs he brought with him in the medicine garden of the cave, he immediately entered the secret room and began to get busy.

For a moment, the secret room was filled with flickering light and precious aura.

Yang Qian, dressed in a loose silver-gray robe, had a calm expression as water as he sat cross-legged steadily in the secret room.

He just flicked his fingers lightly, and the storage bracelet on his wrist flew out of his hand. After spinning rapidly in the air, a purple glow rolled in like a tide, and the corpses of nine green-eyed real toad beasts, two large and seven small, instantly appeared on the ground.

These bodies were piled up together, almost occupying most of the space in the secret room. All the bodies were neatly pasted with several talismans of different colors, which flashed with mysterious light, obviously to prevent the animal bodies from decaying, so as not to greatly reduce the effectiveness of the spiritual blood.

Yang Qian took a deep breath, his eyes were calm and steady, he lightly tapped the storage bracelet again, and a flawless white jade bottle appeared instantly.

Then, he reached out his other hand and grabbed one of the young toads in mid-air. Suddenly, the body of the young toad floated up and stayed steadily in the air.

“Start small first!”

As Yang Qian muttered to himself, he flicked his finger lightly, and a purple light flashed instantly. Immediately, a sharp sword energy pierced a small hole as thick as a thumb in the body of the young toad.

After a while, a thick liquid slowly flowed out of the small hole. The liquid was shiny and had an unusual silver-white color.

At this moment, the white light moved slightly, and the jade bottle appeared under the hole strangely as if it had intelligence. The silver liquid immediately turned into a thin silver line and dripped straight into the mouth of the bottle.

A strange scene appeared!

As the silver liquid continued to flow out, the body of the young toad shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all its life essence had been drained away.

The amount of silver liquid that flowed out of the corpse was not too much, and it flowed away in just a moment. However, the originally plump corpse shrank by nearly half, and looked shriveled and lifeless.

Yang Qian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he opened his mouth. Suddenly a silver fireball shot out and hit the corpse violently.

With a "puff", the young toad instantly turned into a ball of ashes and disappeared into thin air.

But after the silver flame disappeared, many silver droplets as big as rice grains were left in the void.

It turned out that Yang Qian relied on the magical power of the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Fire, which was both extremely yin and extremely yang, and easily refined all the residual blood hidden deep in the young toad's body.

He shook his long sleeves gracefully, and a stream of purple mist flew out.

After a flash of purple light, the rosy glow was like a gentle yet powerful hand, condensing all the droplets together and transforming them into a silver liquid mass the size of a fist.

Afterwards, the purple mist wrapped around the liquid and was steadily sent into the jade bottle.

You know, the spiritual blood of the True Toad Beast is extremely precious. Yang Qian is unable to induce birth, so naturally he doesn't want to waste even a drop of it.

Next, Yang Qian dealt with the remaining corpses of the Green-Eyed Toad in an orderly manner.

Each time, he was fully focused, precisely controlling the magic power and fire to ensure that not a drop of precious spiritual blood was wasted.

He repeated this process until all nine green-eyed toads' bodies were dealt with and several jade bottles were filled to the brim with toad blood. He then breathed a sigh of relief, his expression finally revealing relief and satisfaction.

“Now that the real toad blood has been taken out, he is not in a hurry to refine the real toad liquid. Instead, he needs to cultivate his own cultivation to the peak state of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm before breaking through the bottleneck of this realm.” Yang Qian held the jade bottle filled with the real toad spirit blood steadily in one hand, placed it in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully with a sharp gaze.

Speaking of which, the path of dual cultivation of Dharma and body that he chose at the beginning was undoubtedly the most correct choice.

With an incomparably strong body and a large number of rare elixirs, a realm that other cultivators might need hundreds of years to cultivate to reach could be easily achieved by him in just a hundred years, or even a few decades.

However, the only trouble is that it may take some time to break through this bottleneck.

Every bottleneck is like a natural chasm that stands in front of him. He needs to concentrate his mind and expend a lot of energy and time to break through the invisible shackles before he can embark on a higher path of cultivation.

"The issue of time is not a problem. The most important thing right now is to refine the fourth lightning-attributed flying sword."

Yang Qian frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. He did not intend to use the real toad spirit blood immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and took out a ball tightly surrounded by three-color electric arcs.

This thing is none other than the Vermillion Bird Stone that is completely suppressed by the Geng Metal Tribulation Thunder, Yi Wood Positive Thunder, and Gui Water Yin Thunder!
Yang Qian's purpose this time was to refine the Bing Fire Yang Thunder, and use the Vermillion Bird Stone as the main material to refine the fourth of the Five Elements Thunder Swords - the Bing Fire Yang Thunder Sword!

If such a feat could be accomplished, it would greatly increase his magical powers and provide further assistance on the path of cultivation. (End of this chapter)