Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Qian has stayed in this Yunying City for more than ten years.

As the date for Tianyuan City to select Qingming Guards and Heitie Guards draws near, the outside world is in turmoil, but he still maintains that rare tranquility and composure.

He knew that the opportunity was about to come, but he was not panicked at all. He just waited quietly for the call of fate with an almost Zen attitude, and occasionally stepped into this Xianlai restaurant just to collect some clues about the matter.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

"Senior Yang, your spirit wine is ready." A young servant in a green shirt walked lightly, holding a bottle of spirit wine with an alluring aroma, and respectfully presented it to Yang Qian.

The spiritual wine is crystal clear in color, as if it contains the spirit of mountains and rivers, making it unforgettable at first sight. It is brewed from a special spiritual fruit called "Youguo", which is a specialty near Yunying City and is quite famous.

"Yeah." Yang Qian smiled slightly and nodded gently. His indifference seemed to contain tolerance and understanding for everything in the world.

When the servant saw this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, as if he had been greatly encouraged. He quickly bowed and retreated, with an unconcealable joy in his steps.

Looking at the servant's departing back, Yang Qian's lips curled up, and his thoughts drifted back to the days when he first came to this world.

At that time, he had also been confused and embarrassed, but it was these experiences that made him who he is today.

With a light sigh, Yang Qian raised the porcelain cup and drank the fruit wine in it. The clear and sweet taste made him linger on.

"It really tastes unique!" Yang Qian smacked his lips and was about to pour another glass.

But at this moment, something strange suddenly happened in the distant sky.

Above a farmyard a hundred miles away, a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth suddenly came from the distant sky, followed by continuous rumbling sounds. The nearby sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and whistling sounds rolled in. The whole sky became unusually gloomy.

The entire process of the weather changing took just a moment, and the old man didn't even have time to close the curtains.

"What is that..." A middle-aged scholar in the restaurant took a quick look and suddenly stared at the sky in the distance, and lost his voice in surprise.

The rest of the people also stood up and looked towards the sky where the strange phenomenon was in the distance.

As a result, his face suddenly changed.

"Heavenly tribulation! There is a cultivator going through a heavenly tribulation! And he actually chose Yunying City! It's a bit strange, it doesn't seem to be a small heavenly tribulation, but it doesn't seem to be a big heavenly tribulation either." A bald old man looked at the dancing electric snakes in the distance with doubt and uncertainty, and was a little dazed.

I saw that the sky in the distance had already turned dark like the bottom of a pot. Arcs of gold and silver electricity appeared and jumped in the clouds, and a dull rumbling sound came from there.

A little below the dark clouds, gusts of misty hurricanes were howling wildly, hitting the surrounding houses continuously, causing walls to collapse and trees to fly.

Fortunately, the restrictions within Cloud Film City kept the scope of damage contained within a small area.

At this time, low-level cultivators and body cultivators from other areas of the city also rushed over to join in the fun, staring in amazement at this unprecedented spectacle.

“Senior Mi, which senior is going through the heavenly tribulation? Can you tell what kind of heavenly tribulation this is? It doesn’t seem to be a small one. Could it be that some senior in the Nascent Soul stage is living in seclusion in the city?!” Inside the restaurant, a handsome young man in a yellow robe, who had the cultivation base of the early Core Formation stage, asked the bald old man beside him respectfully, but there was a hint of excitement in his words.

This is no wonder. Even in the spiritual world, cultivators above the Void Refinement Level are not something that anyone can easily encounter.

It is probably rare for a low-level cultivator to have the opportunity to witness the movements of a powerful being in the Void Refinement Stage with his own eyes.

In this Yunying City, the person with the highest cultivation level is the city lord who is in the early stage of Spirit Transformation.

The rest of the cultivators are at the Nascent Soul stage.

It is only during this special period that the number of high-level cultivators in the city has increased, but the majority of the increase is still Nascent Soul cultivators, and Spirit Transformation cultivators rarely come to Yunying City.

"It's not a great heavenly calamity. I have seen a real great heavenly calamity once. The thunder that came down from the sky was all purple-gold in color, and its power was far stronger than what we see here." The bald old man shook his head and denied it very affirmatively.

“But the thunder of the minor heavenly tribulation is not gold or silver. It should be blue thunder. I have seen our sect elders go through it several times with my own eyes. We can’t be wrong.” The young man in yellow robe said with a strange look on his face.

"This heavenly tribulation looks much more violent than the average minor tribulation, and it can't be the tribulation of a monster's transformation. The thunder from a monster's transformation tribulation is always silver-white. What's more, in our human territory, there is no monster that dares to run into the city to endure the tribulation." The bald old man had a solemn expression on his face, and it seemed difficult for him to judge.

Seeing that Master Mi didn't quite understand, several Jindan cultivators in the building couldn't help but show disappointment.

Thunder rumbled in the distant sky, followed by sudden bursts of golden and silver arcs of lightning. In the rolling dark clouds, arcs of lightning fell from the sky one by one. At first, they were only one by one, but in a blink of an eye, they became densely packed and poured down like a rainstorm.

A strange scene appeared. Silver electric arcs hit the houses and exploded, turning into balls of dazzling silver light, easily cutting off a large section of the roofs of dozens of houses in a row.

As soon as those golden arcs touched the house, they flashed and disappeared mysteriously, like invisible objects.

Immediately, a loud thunderclap was heard in a dilapidated house in the center, and the dull explosion seemed even more violent than the thunder outside.

This scene startled many low-level cultivators who were watching the heavenly tribulation from afar.

What kind of heavenly thunder were those golden arcs? Even the houses built with special materials could not block them at all, and they went straight towards the people who were hit.

This kind of strange situation seems to only occur when there is a purple-gold heavenly thunder during a great catastrophe.

Could it really be some kind of great calamity that has never occurred before?
Everyone's hearts were like a surging sea of ​​clouds, and they were all speculating about the incredible celestial phenomenon.

"Two colors of intertwined thunder tribulation..." Yang Qian raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of self-talk in his whispers, as if even he himself could not believe that he could witness such a rare phenomenon in the sky above Yunying City.

"Senior Yang, have you ever heard of this kind of thunder?"

Mi Lao and others were moved by Yang Qian's unintentional words. Although they knew that this master who had lived in seclusion in Yunying City for many years kept a low profile, curiosity and awe drove them to muster up the courage and carefully inquired with Yang Qian.

There was a hint of hesitation in Mi Lao's voice, but it could not hide the urgency and respect in it.

Most cultivators have heard of Yang Qian, a high-level cultivator who has been in Yunying City for more than ten years. However, Yang Qian's cultivation is so high that most people do not have the courage to ask him.

However, under the astonishing sight of the two-colored thunder tribulation, even those who were usually in awe of it could not help but be driven by the curiosity aroused by the shocking thunder tribulation and dared to ask.

“As far as I know, this person is indeed going through a minor heavenly tribulation, but he is a rare cultivator who has ascended from the lower realm. He has not taken the Dust-Destroying Pill to cleanse his marrow or had his body cleansed, so the minor heavenly tribulation he experienced was this kind of fatal two-colored thunder tribulation.” Yang Qian explained lightly, twitching the corner of his mouth and staring at the two-colored thunder tribulation in the distance.

"What!" "It's really a small calamity!"

"Ascended monk from the lower realm?"

There was shock in Mi Lao's voice. He and several monks around him looked at each other, with disbelief flashing in their eyes, and they all cast their gazes towards the distant sky.

"Could it be that a cultivator from the lower realm broke through the shackles and encountered an accident when ascending?"

The middle-aged scholar pondered for a moment, with a hint of speculation and emotion in his tone.

"In the vast territory of the human race, although it is not uncommon, it is not unique. Those cultivators from the lower realms often have to go through numerous hardships and dangers in their pursuit of immortality. When ascending, if they are unfortunately swallowed by spatial turbulence or cracks, they may not only miss the guidance and fall into the territory of the human and demon races, but they may also be ruthlessly thrown into the dangerous and barbaric land, with their life and death uncertain."

When these words were spoken, everyone felt the same way. They nodded one after another and sighed in their hearts.

This is not only a sympathy for the unknown monk's fate, but also a deep understanding of the difficulties and obstacles on the road of cultivation.

boom--

The power of the two-colored thunder seemed to increase again, and it seemed that the monk who ascended from the lower realm was about to die here.

At this moment, a few miles away from the place where the calamity was passed, the space fluctuated, spiritual light was emitted, and a milky white light array emerged in the void.

This light array is more than ten feet large, and the runes in the array are fluttering and flashing with dazzling light.

The milky white light array emitted a buzzing sound, followed by a flash of white light, and a square golden boat incredibly emerged from the light array.

This golden boat seemed to be made of pure gold and was extremely exquisite, but it was covered with densely packed light silver runes.

Silver tadpole script!
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, put down the cup in his hand, and looked at it intently.

The entire golden boat is about five or six feet in size, with spiritual symbols and spells engraved all over its surface, and the huge light array is actually a magic array that can teleport out of thin air.

What is even more surprising is that in the center of the golden boat, there is a semicircular yellow light shield with extremely thick walls, so the lightning cannot penetrate at all.

Just a moment after Jin Zhou completely revealed his figure, the teleportation light array below shattered into pieces.

At the same time, the yellow light shield in the center of the golden boat disappeared, revealing two monks wearing golden armor.

One was a little older, probably in his fifties or sixties, with a goatee, while the other was about thirty years old, with a fair complexion and no beard.

The golden armors of the two monks were also engraved with silver tadpoles, and faint runes were floating around from time to time, making it easy to tell how precious the two pieces of armor were at first sight.

A cultivator in the Void Refining Stage!
Jin Tingzhou and Tianyuanwei!
Yang Qian didn't even need to use his spiritual sense to sense the other party. Just by looking at the other party's golden armor and flying treasure, he knew the other party's identity.

Mi Lao, the middle-aged monk and others in the restaurant naturally also saw the sudden appearance of the golden boat and the two monks in golden armor.

Those Jindan cultivators were totally confused and had no idea what was going on.

But when Mr. Mi saw all this, his expression changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost, and he immediately lost his voice:
"Jin Tingzhou! Tianyuanwei!" Mi Lao's voice suddenly became sharp.

“Tianyuan Guards! Are you the seniors from Tianyuan Divine City?” Upon hearing this, the yellow-robed monk’s face turned pale with an expression of disbelief.

"That doesn't mean he is a top-level cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage!" the middle-aged scholar muttered to himself tremblingly. This was the first time in his life that he had seen a cultivator at the Void Refinement Stage. He was shaking with excitement.

The other people around were already in shock at seeing the Tianyuan guards and could hardly say anything.

As soon as the two Nascent Soul cultivators on the golden boat appeared, they immediately looked towards the person who was undergoing the tribulation and the thunder and lightning rolling down from the sky. Seeing that the person below seemed to be unable to hold on, there was no surprise on their faces.

But immediately someone raised his hand, and suddenly a purple talisman shot out from his hand.

As soon as this talisman was used, a huge man of light, ten feet tall and covered in purple lightning, appeared amid a loud thunder.

The man of light had his arms folded, his upper body naked, and was full of violent energy, but his face was blurry and one could only vaguely identify him as a big man with a whisker.

Another monk in golden armor also threw out two cyan gold talismans.

After the two talismans flew out of his hand, they transformed into a ten-foot-tall green cone and a golden hammer in the rumbling light.

The two objects were respectively wrapped in blue electric light and golden lightning arcs, emitting astonishing spiritual pressure that soared into the sky. It was obvious at first glance that they were extraordinary things.

A monk in golden armor solemnly chanted a series of spells, which penetrated into the body of the light man in the air.

Suddenly, the huge man of light grabbed the floating green cone and golden hammer with both hands. The two objects transformed from the talismans immediately turned into two rays of light and sank into the giant's hands, revealing their original form again.

At this time, another monk uttered a clear incantation, and seemed to be cooperating with his companions in casting a spell.

The giant raised his head and let out a roar like a dragon, then raised his hand and aimed the green cone at the figure below, while with his other hand he suddenly raised the golden hammer and hit the cone hard from behind.

With a loud "bang", purple electric arcs appeared on the giant's body, and the golden hammer and green cone also emitted dazzling electric light at the same time.

Following a thunderous sound that shook the earth, a purple, blue and gold electric arc burst out from the tip of the cone.

At first, it was as thin as a gossamer, light and graceful, but in the blink of an eye, power surged, and its shape suddenly changed, transforming into a giant dragon phantom several feet wide and hundreds of feet long, winding and circling in the void. Its light was so bright that it illuminated half of the sky, which was very frightening.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, as if they had witnessed the most incredible wonder in the world.

However, this shocking scene did not last long. The dragon-like arc of electricity flashed in the astonished eyes of everyone and instantly moved to the top of the head of a blurry figure below.

Along with the crackling sound of electric current, the three-color light complements each other, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

The huge electric arc twisted slightly and penetrated into the dark clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, there was a loud crackling sound, and various colored lightning flashed wildly in the clouds. The lightning that was originally falling suddenly became sparse and unusual. (End of this chapter)