Rebellious Contract Beast

However, knowing what the true essence is will be a matter for the future.

At this moment, in the space of consciousness, Shen Yi saw that the "true essence" had no effect on the old witch, so he spoke out to comfort her and told her not to panic.

"It's nothing. Go on. I can only see these things after I soak in the blood pool. They may have been there a long time ago. If I can't see these things, shouldn't we just go on as usual tonight? Relax and don't think too much."

"Um……"

Thinking about it, it seemed to be true. He Jianchuyun nodded in response, temporarily ignoring the existence of "true essence", concentrating his attention and concentrating on controlling the spiritual power in his body to break through the realm.

Shen Yi also shifted his gaze to the altar itself.

As the spiritual power in Dantian surged to the space of the altar, Shen Yi soon noticed that a cyclone appeared on the first level of the altar. The moment it appeared, it grew and lengthened at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the first and second levels in succession, all the way to the third level of the altar, and then crashed into the dome of the third level of the altar with the most violent attitude.

At first Shen Yi was a little confused and felt that this was similar to the normal level breaking process.

But it didn't take long for Shen Yi to understand why it was so difficult to go from the Purity Stage to the Consciousness Stage.

Under the impact of the cyclone, a hole was quickly broken in the dome of the third-level altar. According to common sense, since the dome was broken, the spiritual energy inside should gush out and construct the fourth-level altar at the fastest speed.

But in fact, it didn't.

The spiritual energy within the third-level altar did show signs of gushing out from the gap, but there seemed to be an invisible wall of air outside the gap, sealing the spiritual energy that wanted to burst out firmly within the third-level altar.

Puzzled, Shen Yi asked He Jian Chu Yun, "Old witch, why can't your spiritual power come out?"

And he soon got the answer. It turned out that in objective fact, the consciousness space was not as big as it seemed. Its internal space was also limited. Building the altar to the third level was already the limit.

So in theory, the peak of the Pure Stage is a person’s highest level of cultivation.

But if you want to take a further step towards the peak of the Pure Stage, then there is no point in continuing to work hard on the Divine Platform.

What we really need to do is to break the limitations of the space of consciousness, break through the shackles and open up a wider space, so that it is possible to build the fourth, fifth, and even sixth floors of the altar.

This is why it is so important for a cultivator to break through from the Purity Stage to the Consciousness Stage.

It is like pouring water into a bucket, and the bucket can only hold three liters of water at most. After the bucket is full, if you want to continue pouring water into the bucket, there is no guarantee that the water will not overflow, so of course you have to raise the bucket.

The higher you fill the bucket, the more water it can hold in the future.

The same goes for this space of consciousness. The larger the space you open up now, the higher the realm you can cultivate to in the future. If the space you open up now is only barely enough to build a fourth-level divine platform, then I'm sorry, the highest level of your cultivation in the future can only be the peak of the consciousness stage.

Of course, opening up and expanding the space of consciousness does not necessarily have to be done when breaking through from the Purity Stage to the Consciousness Stage. For a practitioner, the space of consciousness can be opened up countless times.

Simply opening up a space for consciousness is not as simple as raising the height of a bucket. It is like stretching your bones and forcing you to grow a few centimeters taller through physical means. The process is bound to be cruel and painful.

No one can continue to live after opening up consciousness space several times.

The process of breaking through from the Purity Stage to the Consciousness Stage is the best opportunity to expand the space of consciousness. What matters is to accomplish it in one go. There must not be a second time if you can avoid it.

If it fails this time, the cost of opening up and expanding the space of consciousness next time will be more than ten times higher than before!
Most of these costs are borne by the contracted beasts, not for any reason, because in the process of expanding the consciousness space, a large amount of plague will be generated, which is large enough to kill a low-level life god in an instant! If the contracted beast cannot bear it, the huge amount of plague generated can also burst the cultivator's altar, causing it to lose its soul and die in an instant!

If there is a contracted beast that is completely unaffected by the plague, then for its master, there will be unlimited room for error on the path of cultivation and seeking the truth!

After learning all this, Shen Yi immediately noticed the abnormality of the contact anchor point.

Looking up again, he found that the gap on the third dome of the old witch's altar had become bigger.

Near the gap, the lines were stretched straight like fishing lines, with wisps of spiritual energy emanating from them.

The reaction of the contact anchor point gradually intensified, as if reminding Shen Yi to pay attention to something.

Sure enough, the next second he heard Tsurumi Hatsuyun's painful groan, as if someone had stabbed a knife into her heart.

"What's wrong?"

The girl did not respond, but clenched her teeth and used all her strength, as if trying to break some kind of restraint.

In Shen Yi's spiritual consciousness, he saw more spiritual power surging through the meridians in her body like a long dragon, rushing straight to the Niwan Palace. The cyclone in the altar, which was stretched long and thin, suddenly became several times thicker. At the same time, its influence doubled, causing chaos among the three-story altar.

"This is……"

Noticing something, Shen Yi hurriedly moved closer.

I saw that part of the spiritual power in the altar was entangled and condensed with each other. They twisted wildly, and finally took on color like cancer, and turned into the red and yellow filaments that Shen Yi was familiar with.

"Oh~"

Although he was not unfamiliar with these red and yellow filaments, to be honest, this was the first time Shen Yi saw the whole process of their production.

A long time ago, Shen Yi also explored how these red and yellow filaments appeared, but he never had the chance to observe them. Now it seems that they are obviously transformed from the spiritual energy in the body of the cultivator.

However, the speed of the spiritual energy transforming into red and yellow filaments seemed to have accelerated countless times at this moment. In just ten seconds, the number of red and yellow filaments in the old witch's altar increased by hundreds, making the interior of the altar less pure.

The cyclone was still rotating at high speed, and the epidemic air in the altar was all driven towards the third-level altar by the cyclone, trying to block the gap in the dome.

But after a while, these red and yellow filaments were pulled by another mysterious force and swam towards Shen Yi.

Shen Yi knew that this was the work of the contact anchor point, who wanted him to bear the plague for the old witch. Even though the amount of plague was not much compared to the entire altar, and even less than one thousandth of the plague in Wu Gong's altar, bearing the plague was an obligation that the God of Death had to fulfill.

Although he didn't know why these epidemic gases had no effect on him, in Shen Yi's eyes, the epidemic gases were red gases. He would not just sit there and wait for the connection anchor to guide the epidemic gases into his body, so he took the initiative, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, swallowing up the red and yellow filaments that had just been produced.

Without the barrier of the epidemic, the gap in the dome of the third-level altar became larger and larger, and it became increasingly difficult to stop the spiritual energy from escaping.

As more and more spiritual energy emerged from the altar, they spontaneously began to gather together, using the third level of the altar as the base, and gradually built the outline of the fourth level of the altar.

At the same time, Shen Yi also heard a strange sound.

Woo hum hum~
How to describe this sound? It's like a long ruler shaking quickly, but the sound is not coming from one direction, but from all directions.

This space of consciousness seemed to have undergone some changes.

Shen Yi floated forward for a distance and soon found where the change occurred.

The space has become larger, but it cannot be seen directly visually. In the past, if you moved one step forward, the lines in front of your eyes would quickly distort, widen and change. Now, you have to move five or even six steps before the lines begin to deform.

Seeing that the fourth-level altar had taken shape, Shen Yi couldn't help but shout, "Old witch?"

He Jian Chu Yun did not respond. She had not spoken for a long time, but strangely, Shen Yi could feel that she was by his side.

Strange.

She was clearly meditating in the room, and I was in the space of consciousness, so how could she be by my side?
But this was the feeling. Shen Yi was too familiar with her breath. He was very confused, but the confusion did not last long.

In his own consciousness, He Jianchuyun had calmed down. His face was peaceful, with a hint of ethereal fairy air. The whole person sitting there seemed a little unreal, like a character in a painting, but integrated with everything around him.

Soon, the fourth-level altar was completed. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Shen Yi always felt that the old witch's altar was several times larger than before.

Shen Yi didn't know whether she had successfully broken through the consciousness level, but what was certain was that it was not over yet. The long cyclone in the altar was slowly descending and disappearing, but the spiritual energy inside did not stop flowing. They also began to sink in large quantities, gathering and condensing in the middle of the first level of the altar, as if filling something.

And the feeling that the old witch was right beside him became stronger and stronger. Shen Yi held his breath, staring at the spiritual energy that was gathering and condensing in the first level of the altar, watching the large amount of spiritual energy like pouring a model, forming a little figure bit by bit.

At the beginning, the body of this little person was pure white, but as more and more spiritual power and mysterious energy continued to fill into the little person's body, the color of the little person changed from pure white to glazed blue. It floated in the middle of the first level of the altar, curled up, looking like a little girl of seven or eight years old, with long glazed blue hair stretched out like light smoke.

Looking up at the top of the altar, Shen Yi discovered that most of his "true energy" was gone. He opened his mouth and was about to explain the situation to the old witch, but when he lowered his head, he found that the little woman had disappeared without a trace!

"what?"

I turned around to see where the little man had run off to, but the next second, a little girl's voice came from beside me. The voice was clear, yet had just the right softness, and was very pleasant to hear.

"What are you looking for?"

"who!"

Shen Yi was so frightened that he jumped up and did a half backflip, hanging upside down in the air and looking behind him.

The one who spoke was the little person in the colored glaze. Her body and facial features were a little blurry and could not be seen clearly, but in her consciousness, she was at least 70% similar to Tsurumi Hatsuun.

Her long hair fluttered, just like the clouds in the sky.

"Who are you?" Shen Yi asked loudly.

"me!"

"Old witch?"

"Yes, it's me." The little girl nodded, and suddenly disappeared from Shen Yi's sight. In the blink of an eye, she appeared on the third level of the altar. She sat on the edge, gently shaking her little feet up and down.

Shen Yi quickly floated over and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"This is my soul. It is something that can only be manifested at the level of consciousness."

"Soul~that one outside..."

"It's all me. I'm just talking to you with my soul now."

The old witch's vision was completely dark. In her mind, she was still sitting cross-legged in meditation, and her eyes had never opened.

"Why can your soul move? I've seen Wu Gong's soul before, and his seemed unable to move." Shen Yi asked again, while looking at the old witch's soul, and at the same time leaning close to her and sniffing.

It smells so good~
It tastes like hot cream, and I really want to take a bite of her.

Sensing Shen Yi's initiative, He Jianchuyun's soul frowned, raised his little hand and pushed it towards him.

If it were outside, this amount of force would not be able to shake Shen Yi at all, but in the space of consciousness, she just exerted a little force and Shen Yi was pushed several meters away.

"Huh? There's a collision volume!"

Shen Yi was not angry at the old witch for pushing him away. Instead, his eyes lit up, and he floated back and raised his claws to touch her little head.

But Shen Yi failed to achieve his wish. His claws touched nothing and went straight through He Jian Chu Yun's head.

"No, why can you touch me but I can't touch you? Is there any way for you to let me touch you?"

"Why did you have to touch me?"

"You are my maid, what's wrong with touching me?"

"You..." He Jianchuyun's soul shook his head helplessly. The next moment, a flash of light appeared around her, and it seemed that she had changed her form of existence in an instant.

"Okay, go ahead and touch it."

"Let me see." Shen Yi stretched out his claws towards her again. This time he was able to touch it, but he couldn't use too much force, otherwise it would start to go through her body.

How should I describe the feel? It’s very light, as if it’s there and not there, just like her hair.

“It feels amazing.”

As he spoke, Shen Yi walked around behind her. She smelled so good.

That was the smell of food, which immediately aroused the appetite in his stomach.

Shen Yi couldn't help himself, so he opened his mouth and took a breath. At this moment, a piece of He Jianchuyun's soul's hair was missing.

"What are you doing!"

His eyes blurred and He Jian Chu Yun disappeared right in front of him, but Shen Yi didn't care about that and savored the taste in his mouth.

Fragrant!
So delicious!
So bold!

The wonderful taste is indescribable. The taste buds explode as soon as it enters the mouth. The gentle and soft energy flows through the limbs and makes every cell in the body cheer for joy.

What kind of divine flavor is this?
Even the red gas itself is not so fragrant!
Is this the best kind of meat?
Moreover, just this small bite is better than eating a hundred high-quality Beast-Nourishing Pills. It turns into a large amount of red gas as soon as it passes through the throat!
It’s a pity that the quantity is too small.

No, I have to have another bite!
So Shen Yi turned his head and looked at the soul of He Jian Chu Yun who appeared at the top of the altar. The light flashing in his eyes could blind people.

"Old witch, hurry up! Let me have one more bite, just one bite!"

"No! This is the spirit!"

"What happened to the soul? It should be able to be restored, right?"

"That's true... But, but if you eat my soul, there will be big problems!"

"I didn't eat it all in one bite, I just ate a little bit, I haven't even tasted it yet."

"no!"

Shen Yike had no choice but to fly over and wanted to grab her soul and bite it, but when he got close, Shen Yi found that he had passed through her soul without touching her.

"Don't worry, just take a bite."

Shen Yi didn't believe it, so he opened his big mouth and started biting He Jianchuyun's soul, but all he ate was air and loneliness.

"Eh? Why can't I touch you?"

"Don't even think about it. This is my spiritual platform. You can't do anything to me."

"Why are you so stingy?"

"I'm stingy? This is a spirit! What do you think it is!"

"Tsk! You're just being stingy, stop making excuses."

"..." (End of this chapter)