Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes with a slightly solemn expression. Then, his hands quickly formed a meditative mudra. His whole body seemed to have fallen into a state of stillness, focusing on the changes in his body.

I saw that where Yang Qian's dantian was, a crystal clear snow crystal bead was being gently held by a lotus flower made of purple flames, and the bead was spinning continuously.

At the same time, his natal Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged under the bead, with his hands also forming seals, reflecting each other with the snow crystal bead, making it appear extremely mysterious.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian felt a little relieved.

He knew that it was obviously impossible to directly refine this orb with his current foundation-building level.

But fortunately, Yang Qian possesses the unparalleled flame of Shura Holy Fire. He can first put the snow crystal bead into his body, and then use the fire to slowly cultivate the bead.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that in the near future, the sun essence fire in his body would also become interested in this snow crystal bead.

That nimble little guy is now as naughty as a three-year-old child, making Yang Gan dumbfounded.

However, even so, he also knew that when it could be refined, everything would become twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, under the control of the Shura Holy Fire, when necessary, the Snow Crystal Beads can even be driven to forcibly drive those who respond to the enemy.

After dealing with the two beads, Yang Qian did not rush to the next step immediately. Instead, he sat quietly in the secret room for half a day to allow his mind and mana to recover a little, and then he removed a certain spiritual beast from his waist. He took off the bag and offered it in the air.

The white glow rolled out, and a golden object appeared in the air. It was the diamond shield that had not yet been refined, and in this half-finished golden bubble, the Soul Crying Beast was lying inside, feeling comfortable and comfortable. Sleeping soundly and soundlessly.

When Yang Qian saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched, looking quite dumbfounded.

This soul-crying beast was a little too lethargic. When it was summoned, it was still asleep nine out of ten times.

With a wry smile, Yang Qian helplessly reached out and flicked his finger at the diamond shield. A small purple light bullet flew out and hit the surface of the golden bubble.

The faint golden light rippled slightly, and the light bounced back silently, but the soul-crying beast inside was shocked by this, and opened its eyes dimly, and woke up in a daze.

As soon as he saw that he was outside the spirit beast bag, the cry soul beast let out a cheerful cry, and with a whooshing sound, it turned into a black light and shot out from the golden bubble. After circling in the air, it landed obediently on Yang Qian. above the shoulder, and then used the furry head to gently rub Yang Gan's neck.

After these years of getting along with each other, this beast has long regarded Yang Qian as a relative and is very affectionate towards Yang Qian.

Yang Qian smiled slightly, tilted his head and reached out to stroke the beast's head, then turned to look at the Vajra Shield that was still in the air.

With a sudden flick of his sleeves, a purple ray of light flew out, immediately sweeping the golden bubbles into it. Thousands of rays of light circled around the treasure, but the golden bubbles did not show any trace of it. There was no reaction, just like a dead thing.

Yang Qian was startled for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, he quickly moved his hands and chanted another formula for collecting treasures.

Purple spells hit the Vajra Shield one after another. As a result, except for the aura of the treasure to flicker a few times, there was still no significant change.

Seeing this, Yang Qian frowned inadvertently, but he was not surprised. With his knowledge and magical power, it was naturally impossible to use only these two methods to collect treasures.

Yang Gan took a deep breath, and the spells in his hands changed rapidly. The sound of the spells was like the undulating waves, rising and falling, continuously. Colorful spells shot out from the fingertips like meteors, piercing the silence around them.

As time passed, there was still no effect on the Vajra Shield. After he vaguely uttered the last treasure-collecting technique he knew, the sound of the spell suddenly stopped.

After some weighing, Yang Qian decided to use the secret driving technique of the relic to try again.

He concentrated on it and finally shrunk the treasure and put it in his hands.

However, the vajra cover remained unchanged under the calcining of the infant fire.

"Sure enough, if you want to complete the final refining of the diamond shield, you must use the ten thousand-year corpse flame to refine it." Yang Gan whispered, looking at the soul-crying beast beside him.

Yang Gan's mind moved and he silently gave an order to the Soul Crying Beast.

The somewhat bored little monkey who had been sitting on Yang Gan's shoulder immediately changed his expression. Suddenly he opened his mouth and a gray-white flame spurted out, enveloping the floating diamond shield in mid-air.

The originally silent Vajra cover suddenly emitted a low roar, and the gold was soaked in gray flames, swelling and shrinking and suddenly deformed.

Seeing this scene, Yang Gan showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ten thousand years of corpse flame! It is indeed feasible!" Yang Qian nodded and whispered to himself, "In this way, it won't take long before I can start to restore my cultivation and prepare to refine Lingbao imitations and late-stage Nascent Soul. Puppet."

Nan County is a county at the junction of the northern and central parts of the Jin Dynasty. In terms of area alone, this county ranks at the bottom among the thirty-six major counties, but in terms of wealth, it ranks among the top five.

The areas under the jurisdiction of this county are mostly plains and water towns, rich in products, and there are also many spiritual mountains and rivers. In these spiritual mountains, mortals often see immortals dressed as monks and Taoists flying in the sky.

Therefore, the belief in Buddhism and Taoism was very popular in this county. Buddhist temples and Taoist temples were spread all over the county. No matter whether they were rich, powerful, or peasants, they all respected them.

However, in addition to Buddhism and Taoism, there are also many abnormalities in this county academy.

The shadow of academies and private schools can be seen in all major cities, small towns and villages.

These academies are clearly divided into three, six or nine levels.

The first-class academies have Master Su Ru personally teaching the Four Books and Five Classics, and the students they teach are all the children of high-ranking officials. The lowest-ranking small private schools only teach ordinary Confucian students, teaching basic Confucian ideas and explaining by professors. Some of the most basic scriptures.

Once outstanding talents among them are discovered, they will be recommended to higher-level academies. This is an excellent opportunity for poor people to rise to heaven.

After all, Confucian scholars who could graduate from high-level academies were very popular with the upper echelons of the Jin Dynasty.

Confucian scholars from the highest-level academies, and even the families of feudal officials and princes, tried their best to recruit them.

Taichang City, the capital of Taichang Prefecture, is such a large city with many academies.

Although this city is not as famous as Wuguang City, which ranks first, in Nan County, it is the city where most dignitaries and wealthy businessmen live.

There are three or four princely families alone, and among them there are countless ordinary people of all kinds who are engaged in all walks of life.

The Xiao family, located east of Taichang City, is one of the wealthy businessmen in Taichang City.

This kind of wealthy businessman who owns nearly twenty restaurants in various cities in Taichang Prefecture would be called the richest person in other smaller cities. But in this city, they are just waiting to be ranked in the middle or upper class among the rich.

But despite this, the Xiao family also owns a large mansion in an area where rich people gather in Taichang City. There are thirty or forty servants and maids inside the door, which can be regarded as a large house. It's a mansion.

At noon, when the sun was blazing, a young man in black robe walked slowly towards the street entrance.

He is about in his early twenties. Although he is young, he has a handsome face and extraordinary temperament.

However, his travel-worn appearance suggested that he had been on a long journey.

The young man's eyes searched back and forth on both sides of the street, as if he was looking for something.

When he saw the two characters "Xiao Mansion" hanging on the shiny black door in front of him, he couldn't help but smile with joy on his face.

He took a few steps forward, came to the front door, and looked at the Xiao family's front door again.

Then, without hesitation, he reached out and knocked on the door knocker twice.

After two soft "thumping" sounds, there was a rush of footsteps immediately inside the door.

The young man was stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised.

Soon, the door opened a crack, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. He was wearing the clothes of a servant and had a respectful expression on his face.

When the man saw the young man in front of him, the respectful look on his face suddenly froze for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

"Who are you looking for?"

However, when the middle-aged man saw the young man, the respectful look on his face instantly solidified, then disappeared without a trace, and even his bent body straightened up.

He asked doubtfully: "Who are you looking for?" His eyes looked up and down on the young man, trying to see something from him.

The young man in black robe cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Is this Uncle Xiao Yun's residence?"

"Uncle Xiao Yun? Xiao Yun is the name of my master, the young master is..." After the man in the door saw the clothes on the young man, there was already a hint of contempt on his face, but now he was shocked when he heard this, and his tone Immediately polite.

"My surname is Yang. I am a distant relative of the Xiao Yun family. I came here specifically to pay a visit to the family leader." The young man in front of him, Yang Gan, said with a smile.

It was already a year after he practiced in seclusion that day. After some intensive practice and with the help of various secret techniques and treasures, he finally suppressed the evil energy that was about to move in his body, making it much more stable.

Originally, Yang Qian planned to immediately refine the imitation spiritual treasure of the Seven Flame Fan, but unexpectedly, he encountered a small accident during the refining process, causing part of the material to be damaged. In addition, he heard some news about the Jin Dynasty royal family. After careful consideration, he decided to repair the materials while going to Nan County to inquire about the news.

"It turns out to be Mr. Yang! What a coincidence. The master went out to meet friends early in the morning. Now the eldest son is in charge of the house. Do you want me to inform you?" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated. After a moment, he said with an expression of embarrassment.

"Then there's Brother Lao." Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly.

"Please wait a moment, young master. The younger one will be back soon." The middle-aged man nodded and bowed, then closed the door again, and then went straight to the back to report the news.

Yang Gan stood leisurely in front of the door, his eyes wandering around, looking at the surrounding mansions, passing carriages and pedestrians.

Although he did not scan the entire city with his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly feel the number of immortal cultivators in the city.

They seemed to be distributed regularly in several places in the city, and there were many high-level monks among them.

After a cup of tea, the door opened again with a creak.

This time, a young man walked out of it.

This young man has a handsome face and is dressed in a brocade robe. Behind him stands a man dressed as a servant.

"This is Young Master Yang. I'm Xiao Lan. I heard that Brother Yang is a distant relative of the Xiao family. Although I've never heard of it, I shouldn't be too rude. If you don't mind it, Young Master Yang might as well follow me to the living room first. ." Xiao Lan said politely after looking Yang Qian up and down.

"It turns out he is the eldest son of the Xiao family! Since Brother Xiao said so, Yang naturally has no objection." Yang Qian was not polite. After thinking about it for a while, he agreed wholeheartedly.

Xiao Lan smiled slightly, turned slightly, and invited Yang Qian into the Xiao Mansion, and the dark door closed silently.

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After an hour of waiting, the head of the Xiao family, a short, fat old man in his sixties, who had gone out early in the morning, dressed in a blue military robe, slowly returned to the Xiao Mansion in a carriage.

As soon as his eyes touched the door of the mansion, he noticed that the eyes of the servant guarding the door were flickering, as if he had something to say.

"What happened in the house?" Xiao Yun, a short and fat old man, asked as he got off the carriage.

"Master Qi, there is a young man named Yang who claims to be your relative. He has been invited to the living room by the eldest young master. He seems to be having a good conversation with him now." The man guarding the door straightened up after hearing this. , immediately replied honestly.

After hearing the servant's words, Xiao Yun frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his voice: "Relative? Surnamed Yang?" He thought for a moment, but felt that his memory was vague and difficult to determine.

"Why, this person is not a relative of the master, but a liar? Then should I go and call the official immediately?" The middle-aged man was frightened and said hurriedly to please him.

"Whether he's a liar or not, it's hard to say! It seems that I really have such a distant relative. It's just that it's been too long and I don't remember clearly. Just keep your door open and there's no need to be too fussy!"

Xiao Yun's expression was serious, and he scolded the servant in front of him casually, and then he hurriedly walked into the door of the mansion, and rushed to the hall without even changing his clothes.

Before entering the hall, the short and fat old man had just reached the entrance when he heard an unusually familiar chuckle coming from inside:

"Brother Yang has studied the Four Books and Five Classics so thoroughly. I really admire him. But regarding the words of a sage in the book, I think it should be understood this way."

This was clearly the laughing voice of the eldest son, who seemed to be having an interesting conversation with the guest.

When the short and fat old man heard this, his face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes flickered, looking a little uneasy, but after a moment, he gritted his teeth and walked into the hall without hesitation. (End of chapter)