Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian didn't say anything else. He clasped his hands together and saluted solemnly. Then, his whole body instantly turned into a purple rainbow and rushed out of the exit like lightning. After flashing a few times, it completely disappeared without any trace.

The monk named Weng's face was even gloomier as if it was covered with layers of dark clouds. He didn't say a word from beginning to end. He also turned into a yellow light and flew away from the light curtain.

However, just nearby, the light suddenly retracted, and when he appeared again, he looked in the direction where Yang Qian left with a gloomy face, then stomped his feet hard, and turned into a ball of extremely dazzling yellow light that shot in the opposite direction.

Although this man was suffering from internal injuries, his escape speed was not slow. After only a meal's time, he appeared in the sky above an unfamiliar place.

Its escaping light suddenly converged and suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? Why is your breath so disordered? Did you fail in the fight for the spiritual land and get injured?" A familiar voice came out coldly.

Then there was a flash of green light in the nearby void, and the emerald dragon, which was about a foot in size, suddenly appeared. After looking the man up and down, it asked with a cold light flashing in its eyes.

It turned out to be the master of the man with drooping eyebrows, Old Monster Ming!
"That man's magical powers are truly unfathomable. I have failed my master's trust and have indeed been defeated. In the end, if it weren't for the help of the Heavenly Guards who were watching, I would have been nearly killed by the opponent's sword." Upon seeing the emerald dragon, the man surnamed Weng swallowed his saliva, hurriedly lowered his head, and let his hands hang straight down on both sides of his body.

"The opponent is just a cultivator in the early stage of Spirit Transformation. Your magical powers are not weak to begin with. I even specially lent you the Thousand Soul Bell. How could you fail? My dear disciple, when did you become so useless?!" The Emerald Dragon's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and he asked coldly with some disbelief.

"My disciple has already used all his skills! Not only does that man possess several kinds of magical powers whose details are unknown, he also has a tripod-shaped magic treasure. Oh, and he is also a physical cultivator who has practiced the Vajra Sutra to the great success realm!" The cold sweat on the face of the man with raised eyebrows suddenly broke out, and he quickly opened his mouth to defend himself.

"There is actually a magical treasure? And the Vajra Sutra has been perfected?" When hearing the words of the man surnamed Weng, a hint of astonishment appeared in Jiaolong's voice.

If this is true, then the opponent is obviously a person who practices both magic and body. In this case, it is not difficult to understand why his disciple was defeated in the fight.

"That's right, everything my disciple said is true, not a single word is false." The man with raised eyebrows felt a little relieved when he heard that the dragon seemed to be interested.

There was a strange light flashing in the eyes of the emerald dragon. It pondered for a moment, and suddenly one of its claws reached out to grab the empty space in the direction of the man named Weng.

After a slight "puff" sound was heard, a ball of black light carrying the Thousand Soul Bell shot out from the man's body. After circling in the air, it fell steadily into the hands of the dragon.

It lowered its head and began to look at it carefully. After a moment, its eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Gurgle--" When the man surnamed Weng saw this scene, his heart suddenly rose again and he swallowed his saliva.

"So, this person is following the path of cultivation of both Dharma and body!

Hehe! This kind of cultivator was popular in ancient times, but nowadays, there are few of them. Don't think about it, it takes countless years to achieve either mana or body refining. If you practice both, even if you are far superior to cultivators of the same level in the early stage, once you practice to a deep level, your cultivation will definitely be far inferior to that of ordinary cultivators. Moreover, practicing body refining requires a certain amount of talent.

As far as I know, there have been only a few cultivators such as Tianyuan Saint Emperor who have finally achieved success in the dual cultivation of Dharma and body and advanced to the stage of integration.

These people were either originally body cultivators who later became monks, or they took some natural treasures to make their bodies extremely strong. Otherwise, taking this path would simply mean cutting off one's own path to cultivation." The Emerald Dragon sneered, and did not seem to approve of the path of dual cultivation of Dharma and body.

"This person has already mastered the Vajra Sutra. Is there any other physical training technique that can help him to further strengthen his body?" the man with raised eyebrows asked in surprise.

“The perfection of the Vajra Sutra is the highest realm of mortal body training. If you want to continue to train your body, the best way is naturally to find some magic skills from the ancient demon world and the skills of the monster race to practice. However, both are skills of foreign races, and the dangers must be great. It is not too strange that the opponent can cultivate his magic power and physical body to the current level at the same time, and you, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, are not his opponent. But even so, how could he crack my Thousand Soul Bell, and not only was the main soul in the bell destroyed, but also six or seven out of ten of the tens of thousands of evil souls that came with it were gone.” The dragon's voice suddenly became cold again, revealing a hint of suspicion.

“Disciple, I don’t know how he did it! I absorbed him into the space inside the bell, but he broke out of it soon. Disciple, I didn’t see the specific circumstances of the action with my own eyes.” The man surnamed Weng explained hurriedly.

“Hmph! Even though the Thousand Soul Bell cannot be listed on the Chaos List of All Spirits, it is enough to trap a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm! It seems that this person either carries some treasure that can specifically defeat evil spirits, or he has cultivated some great magical power that is extremely yang and extremely strong. You are really no match for him. Forget it, this treasure can at most capture the spirits of some ferocious beasts and then be able to refine it back to its power, but the treasure left by that person must not be lost.” The dragon stared at the man for a long time before he retracted his gaze with a cold snort.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master! But now the spiritual land has belonged to that kid. Once he sets up restrictions everywhere, it will be very inconvenient for us to go there to look for treasures." The man with raised eyebrows was happy at first, but then asked hesitantly.

"This is a bit troublesome! But for such a large spiritual land, he cannot set up too many profound restrictions in a short period of time. But there is a solution. First, go to the place where my original body is in seclusion, take my token, and go find my good friend Gongyang Du. He has a hidden treasure, the 'Mi Tian Five-Colored Banner', which has the incredible magical power to reverse the five elements and transform things into invisible things. You can borrow it temporarily, and then we will find a suitable time to sneak in there to hunt for treasure. If you do this, you will owe Gongsun Lao Mo a big favor, which may not be easy to repay in the future." The Emerald Dragon said unhappily. If his apprentice was not useless, he would not have to owe this favor.

The man surnamed Weng naturally heard the dissatisfaction of the Emerald Dragon, but he did not dare to say anything. He could only stand there with a submissive look on his face and nodded repeatedly.

at the same time.

Yang Qian had just escaped from a huge city wall of Tianyuan City that was dozens of feet high and flew towards the plains outside the city.

As soon as the battle for the spiritual land was over, Yang Qian did not return to Feiling Palace, but went straight to the spiritual land he had chosen.

With Yang Qian's current supernatural powers, he was able to travel thousands of miles in an instant. In just three or four days, he arrived safely in front of a giant lush mountain range.

This is the place called Qionglai Mountain!

I saw undulating mountains, stretching endlessly, with clouds and mist lingering between the mountains, just like a fairyland.

The verdant ancient trees stand tall, and their dense branches and leaves are intertwined together, as if forming green domes.

Occasionally, a bird would flap its wings and fly over the branches, making clear chirping sounds that echoed throughout the valley.

A clear stream flows in the mountain stream, the water gurgles, the water splashes, and the water sparkles with crystal light under the sunlight.

Continuing to go deeper into the mountains, he found some strangely shaped rocks standing abruptly on the hillside, some of which looked like ferocious beasts, and some like ancient sculptures.

In a valley, there are large areas of colorful exotic flowers and plants, exuding charming fragrance, attracting some small butterflies to dance among the flowers.

“The environment seems to be better than expected.”

The light suddenly faded, and Yang Qian appeared on a hilltop at the edge of the mountain range, muttering to himself.

He glanced at the huge mountain range that was hundreds of thousands of miles wide, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Although this mountain range was the worst among the three mountain ranges displayed by Yuque Pavilion, it was allocated to the Divine Transformation cultivators for cultivation, and the richness of its spiritual energy was also extremely extraordinary.

Compared with the so-called holy places for cultivation in the human world, there is absolutely a world of difference.

After observing for a while, Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction. The light on his body rose again, turning into a purple rainbow and plunged into the mountains.

Before long, he had escaped more than 100,000 miles away.

Although he was moving quickly at a high altitude, Yang Qian released his divine sense in all directions, and everything within a radius of ten thousand miles was covered by it.

Along the way, he had discovered four or five places with restrictions, which were obviously the locations of other cultivators' caves.

Yang Qian did not pay much attention to these neighbors. Instead, he urged his escape light to fly past.

When Yang Qian had almost crossed most of the mountains, he finally arrived at his spiritual place as mentioned on the map.

The mountain range is more than 20,000 miles long and the end is nowhere to be seen.

And apart from him, there was no other monk here.

"Very good! Very good!"

Yang Qian was filled with joy as he finally had an area of ​​his own in Tianyuan City.

However, he did not rush to build a cave immediately. Instead, he controlled the light of escape and circled slowly around the approximate area marked on the map.

And at regular intervals, he would throw down a silver flag from the air, which would instantly sink into the ground and disappear without a trace.

These magic flags are merely the lowest-level magic tools. In addition to having some psychedelic effects, their main function is to announce to other monks nearby that this spiritual land already has an owner, and to warn them not to enter this area lightly.

Afterwards, Yang Qian strolled leisurely in the area.

As a result, after most of the day, he discovered several small spiritual mines and several natural spiritual medicine growth areas in the spiritual land, but only a small part of them remained.

Of course, these spiritual minerals and medicines are of lower quality and more common types. It is estimated that the monk who occupied this place before was too lazy to spend too much energy on mining and picking them.

Yang Qian also wouldn't take these things to heart, but the addition of these things was also a small surprise.

After carefully surveying every place, Yang Qian finally hovered high in the sky above the center of the spiritual land.

At this time, there were a few snow-white clouds floating in the sky, as light and free as cotton candy. They changed their shapes slowly, as if performing a silent dream dance.

The breeze blew gently, bringing with it a hint of freshness, blowing the corners of Yang Qian's clothes and making his hair flutter slightly.

Yang Qian's face was solemn, and he was lost in deep thought.

His eyes were deep and focused, as if they could penetrate all the fog in this world.

However, after a cup of tea, Yang Qian appeared on the hillside of a bare rocky mountain.

You know, this place is located on a spiritual vein, and the fact that there is such a barren land is a bit strange.

Yang Qian still had memories of the original book, so he found the place easily.

Then, Yang Qian glanced downwards, with a faint blue light emanating from his pupils, but all he saw were still pieces of rocks.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian couldn't help but frowned.

"I remember... the location of Master Qianbao's cave is on a barren rocky mountain. It's definitely here!" Yang Qian's eyes flickered a few times, and then he shook his head slightly.

The restrictions of this secret cave are by no means easy to open. It seems that we really need the help of Ming Laoguai and others.

Therefore, it is better to build a cave according to the method described in the original book four or five hundred miles away from the stone mountain, and then wait patiently.

First, you have to find the most suitable location.

With this idea in mind, Yang Qian immediately began to plan the relevant matters of building the cave.

Although the spiritual places in this area are roughly the same, there are naturally a few places with richer spiritual energy.

The sacred place where Yang Qian is located is surrounded by mountains with undulating hills.

Some peaks are towering into the clouds, with their tops shrouded in mist, as mysterious as a fairyland; some peaks have strange shapes, like huge sculptures carved by the magic of nature.

The mountains are shaded by green trees, and various exotic flowers and plants sway gently in the breeze, emitting waves of charming fragrance. Occasionally, you can hear the crisp chirping of birds, as if playing a cheerful melody for this beautiful land.

Yang Qian thought carefully and weighed the pros and cons, and finally made a decision. He then drove the escape light again and rushed straight towards the place he had chosen.

Not long after, Yang Qian appeared between two huge mountains, where a colorful mist was rolling. (End of this chapter)