Feather Emperor

Chapter 31 Transformation 3
Then, I started the training of two logs at a time, lifting two logs, without the feeling of weight-bearing at all, as if it was still one.Thinking about the first day, the potion and moonlight were still very effective.

At noon, Leng Bingyan came to the top of the mountain early, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and did not lie down as tired as yesterday, and then started the workload of the afternoon again.

In the evening, the same medicinal treatment was still used, and the pain was still unbearable. Leng Bingyan resolutely passed out after ten seconds more than yesterday.

Appeared as a woman at night, absorbing the essence of moonlight...

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In this way, day after day, the number of logs transported at one time also doubled, one, two, four, eight...; the time to persist in the potion also increased by ten seconds and ten seconds, one minute , one minute and ten seconds, one minute and 1 seconds, one minute and 20 seconds...; the speed of absorbing the moonlight essence is getting faster and faster...

After more than ten days, all the logs in front of the hut have been moved to the top of the hill.

"Grandpa, the move is over. Didn't you say that after I move all the logs below here, give me another plan to change my physique?" Leng Bingyan looked at Mo Wuxie with hopeful eyes.

Mo Wuxie nodded after hearing this, then turned around, looked up at the sky, and looked into the distance.

Leng Bingyan looked at Grandpa Mo's pensive look, and couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, what are you thinking?"

Mo Wuxie frowned slightly, but did not answer. She continued to look into the distance, her eyes became deep, and she looked like a wise man. After a while, she said, "Do you want me to change a plan to help you change your physique?" Seeing Bingyan nodded, Said: "Okay, let's change them, and you can move them back to the hut."

After a while there was no movement, and after a while, there was a "plop~" sound, and Mo Wuxie found that Bing Yan had already lay on the ground...

"Okay, I'll move back..." Getting up from the ground, Bing Yan straightened her clothes, looking helpless.Mo Wuxie narrowed his eyes: "Don't underestimate this simple job. Planting flowers 3000 years ago was a matter of fate, and 8000 years later, it's good luck to reap the fruits. How can you reap the joy of harvesting without suffering?"

Like this, Leng Bingyan was skeptical, but still started to carry it.After strengthening in the previous few days, a few logs were no longer a problem, and it took only a little more than a day for a thousand logs to return to the front of the hut.

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One day, Mo Wuxie called Bingyan to the courtyard and told him to start a new stage of cultivation. He pinched a spirit formula and shot it at the bamboo forest at the back of the courtyard. The forest suddenly appeared.

The mountain forest is just an entrance, from small to large, opening in the shape of a trumpet.

Mo Wuxie opened the mouth and said: "The previous period of time has made your physique grow a lot, now it's time to start your actual combat experience, and I will burn a cultivation method into your mind later, After you are familiar with it, enter this forest and practice it in actual combat."

After finishing speaking, a white light shot at Bingyan's head, and his brain swelled for a while. After that, Bingyan found that there was an extra exercise in his mind, "The Record of the God of Tomorrow", from the ordinary cultivation stage to the Mahayana stage, and even the mature one. The cultivation method of the fairy queen, and then to become a god, until reaching beyond the god.

Leng Bingyan was dumbfounded, "Becoming a god, surpassing a god...these..."

"These scare you? It's just a small god." Mo Wuxie smiled disdainfully, "After all, "The Record of the God of Heaven" cannot be regarded as a cultivation method, but should belong to the category of cultivating gods and cultivating holiness. "

"No, I'm just a little surprised."

"Don't be surprised, I'll tell you all about it when you come back. The content of your cultivation is this method, and you should practice hard with your heart. Cultivation is like cultivating the mind. It means that the practitioner has a good relationship with nature, everything, life, and everything in the world. It is a kind of state. When the state is reached, everything will be a matter of course, and the cultivation level will follow. It is about the state of mind, and the power of the cultivation base is controlled by a strong state of mind. It refers to better use , control the power, so as not to be confused and controlled by the power."

"You are here to familiarize yourself with the exercises first, and then go in when you feel that you have the ability to deal with all kinds of difficulties in the forest. You should pay attention, this forest is specially designed to improve the realm of practitioners. The forest is divided into five areas, namely : Metal, wood, water, fire, earth. As long as you get the original attributes of the five areas, that will count as you have passed the test of cultivation, otherwise there is no way to get out."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wuxie disappeared in front of Bingyan for no reason, and when he left, an ethereal voice came: "Cultivation, cultivation of mind, everything depends on you, others can't help you; there may be blood in the forest, don't worry about it. Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, the jungle of the jungle! Sunrises and sunsets, the stars move, lakes and seas rise and fall, there are sorrows and joys in life, and there are also birth, old age, sickness and death. If these are in the fixed number, what should come will always come. Peace of mind, you can't see what you suffer from, what you are tired of, maybe 800 years later, you will know the truth that all appearances are false, and you can do whatever you want."

"By the way, here is this weapon for you, named Blue Sword."

A blue light appeared in Bingyan's hand, slender, blue, with a good texture, the blade was sharp and shiny, Bingyan looked at it, his heart was inexplicably touched, a phantom flashed in front of his eyes, he was already in chaos.

In front of him was endless white, so cloudy that he couldn't see the distance clearly.Just when he was confused, a phantom suddenly appeared, which seemed to be hundreds of feet high, and Bing Yan stood in front of him like an ant.

What made his heart throbbing even more was that Gao Daxuying was a beautiful woman with long hair blowing in the wind, her pure white clothes revealing incomparable solemnity and holiness, and the dancing gauze was undisguisedly gorgeous.Leng Bingyan was immersed in her movements for a while, and saw that phantom was holding a long purple sword with a length of about ten feet. If the proportion of the person and the sword were reduced, it would be a three-foot long sword.

The phantom moves casually, but just like this casual dance, the aura it shows is overwhelming, like the rising sun covered by dark clouds. When it breaks through the thick clouds, the momentary light is overwhelming.

The sword tactics in the hand are ever-changing, and the tricks are used, some are virtual and some are real, and the afterimage left in the void is also like a simple real thing, which should not be underestimated.During the dance, crackling sounds can be heard endlessly, every time a sword is used, it seems that the force is not much, but it makes a deafening sound again and again.The purple light is like an arc under high voltage, scattering in all directions, causing the space to tremble.

Leng Bingyan stared dumbfounded at the unreal but real shadow in front of him. He was extremely shocked, but at the same time extremely happy. Following the dance of the phantom, he truly felt the power of the sword art.Make up your mind to learn it.So calm down and observe carefully.

Time flies, and it will last forever.Leng Bingyan didn't know how long he had been in this chaotic and psychedelic space, maybe a thousand years, maybe just a moment.All he knew was that the phantom was like a dedicated teacher, dancing the sword formula over and over again, teaching him.At this time, Xu Ying's sword formula has been firmly engraved in Bing Yan's mind, and he can use it as he pleases.

At this time, the white turbid space began to vibrate, and then disintegrated, like broken glass, suddenly turned into dust, and the stars scattered. Leng Bingyan found that he was still standing in place, holding Mo Wu The long sword Xie gave him.

Is everything just a dream?He asked himself, even though those were not real, the phantoms and powerful sword formulas in the chaotic space still remained in his heart.That world is shattered, but eternal.

After wrapping the blue sword in cloth, Leng Bingyan began to practice on the spot. After all, what he had in his mind was just an impression, and it needed to be consolidated with practice.

It was the first time Leng Bingyan came into contact with cultivation, although he understood the basics of cultivation, but he didn't quite understand it. What troubled him was not whether he could learn the thaumaturgy of immortality such as flying clouds and fog, but the good fortune that he didn't know how many years later, Who knows what it will be like in the future, maybe his soul will be scattered, maybe he will never recover, maybe his body and spirit will be destroyed, he doesn't have the ability to see the future, so now, he only cares about the present.

It is also said that he was lucky. After experiencing ups and downs in life, great sorrow and great joy, his mood suddenly rose.Add the clean water of Xuantan, wash the mortal body, and temper the pain of the medicine.

The chance of hitting by mistake provided various conditions for him to practice.

After the process of washing with clean water, carrying logs, and tempering with potions, although Bingyan's martial arts is not as good as that of ordinary warriors, and he has not found the way, his physique has been reborn, no less than a heavenly master.

Now that he started practicing "The Record of the God of Tomorrow", he would naturally take a long step.

Xuanzhao, Consecration, Fusion, Heartbeat, Spiritual Silence (Golden Elixir), Nascent Soul, Leaving Body, Distraction, Fit, Transcending Tribulation, and Mahayana. Soon he completed the stage of foundation building and entered the stage of spinning As scheduled.

In the following practice, the effect of being washed by the clean water of Xuantan became even more prominent. The rotation, consecration, fusion, heartbeat, and spiritual solitude of the golden elixir were achieved in one step.

If other cultivators saw the speed of his cultivation, they would definitely shout that the law of heaven is unfair.Under normal circumstances, the three realms of rotation, consecration, and fusion correspond to the three realms of man, earth, and heaven in martial arts. Usually, it takes at least ten years for people to practice to reach the stage of rotation (human state), and 30 years to reach the stage of consecration ( The realm of the earth), the fusion period (the realm of the sky) depends on the chance, the few are a Jiazi, and the many are hard to find in a lifetime.

However, there is a gap between the fusion stage and the heartbeat stage. Those who can reach the heartbeat stage are those who are talented in cultivation, and the subsequent practice is the accumulation of time. If they can reach the Nascent Soul Stage in their lifetime, they can live the same life as the heaven and earth, and become immortals after crossing the catastrophe. It's also just a matter of time.

But now, Leng Bingyan suddenly jumped to the Golden Core stage in his practice, and a golden Yuandan the size of a soybean formed in his dantian.

At this time, all the spiritual energy of the surrounding world gathered around him, frantically poured into his body, and entered the golden core.After a while, the spiritual energy calmed down, and the golden core in Bingyan Dantian more than doubled in size.

Open your eyes, the stream of light flickers in your eyes, like a bright moon and stars...

(End of this chapter)