Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

After pondering for a moment, Yan Yun tried to use his spiritual power to detect the object, but the green spiritual light encountered an obstacle when it came into contact with the surface of the "stick" and could not penetrate in.

This phenomenon did not surprise him because previous experience had shown this.

This type of mysterious spiritual object usually has a strong repulsion to external spiritual energy.

Afterwards, Yan Yun increased his efforts, trying to explore the mystery of this object through more powerful force.

His palms were shining with gold, and his five fingers were clenched tightly, obviously exerting more pressure.

With a light touch of Yan Yun's fingertips, the object in his hand was easily shaped like dough, showing amazing flexibility.

He then opened his mouth and spit out a golden thread as thin as a gossamer, which circled around the object and was quickly retracted.

However, there was no damage on the surface of the object, as if the golden thread was just an illusion.

Faced with this scene, Yan Yun remained calm. He flicked his finger lightly and a golden lightning hit the target.

However, the electric arc bounced back and caused an explosion in a corner of the secret room, shaking the stone chamber slightly.

With his brows slightly furrowed, Yan Yun stretched out his other hand into the air, and a silver flame the size of an egg suddenly ignited in his palm.

He threw the "stick" into the fire without hesitation, and the result was once again unexpected -

As the "stick" shot towards the fireball, the burning flame instantly turned into silver flames that scattered in all directions, and then condensed into the low sky several feet away, turning into the soul-devouring firebird.

However, after the firebird appeared, it stared at Xuantian's thing with a look of panic in its eyes and made rapid, clear chirping sounds from its mouth, showing that it was extremely frightened.

Yan Yun frowned, grabbed with one hand, and sucked the "stick" into his hand again.

It was really beyond his expectation that the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Fire, a fire of extreme yang and extreme yin formed by the interaction of yin and yang, would be so afraid of this piece of "wood".

Could it be that the magic of the mysterious thing was far beyond his expectations?
Yan Yun tried to use attacks of various attributes such as flames, extreme cold, wind blades, etc., but all were ineffective.

This "wooden stick" was like meat on a rolling knife, with no reaction at all.

Even when he took out a gold-eating insect from the insect room and placed it on it, the spirit insect flew away in a hurry like a spirit-eating firebird, with no intention of biting at all.

Finally, he used an attack to destroy the purpose of the law, but it also failed to work.

Yan Yun, despite possessing extraordinary magical powers, seemed helpless at this moment.

He was unwilling to stop there, so he injected all his magic power into his eyes, trying to see through the internal structure of the Xuantian Fruit through his spiritual eyes.

Unexpectedly, his spiritual eyes penetrated the surface of the fruit and discovered a milky white light spot the size of a bean, which flickered gently and seemed abnormally weak.

This discovery boosted Yan Yun's spirits. He continued to observe in depth but failed to find any more abnormalities.

In the following ten days, he kept thinking about how to deal with this Xuantian Fruit, and even set up several small magic arrays in the last few days, hoping to use the power of the magic arrays to directly refine it.

However, all attempts failed.

On the last night, Yan Yun stroked the Xuantian Fruit in his hand, and the anxiety on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a calmness.

He realized that without opportunity, even if he possessed such a miraculous treasure, its value would not be realized.

After this period of powerlessness and anxiety, his mood actually improved.

Although it seems that there is no progress these days, in fact it is not without progress.

Tomorrow, he will return to Tianyuan City.

Yan Yun was deep in thought, his consciousness became clear, he once again examined the Xuantian Fruit in his hand, his eyes fell on the dark green pattern that he had not noticed before.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and an extremely strange look appeared on his face, as if he remembered something unbelievable.

The colors and designs of these patterns suddenly reminded him of something.

Upon closer inspection, although the shape and color of the surface pattern of the other object are not exactly the same as those of the Xuantian Fruit, they are actually 70% similar.

He couldn't help but wonder why he had never thought of this thing.

In an accidental operation, Yan Yun extracted a seemingly ordinary leather bag from his storage bracelet.

After pouring out the contents, a small green bottle came into view and he quickly grabbed it.

This small bottle and the Xuantian Fruit next to it are significantly different in size and shape.

However, the dark green patterns on their surfaces were extremely similar, which led Yan Yun to speculate that they might be related.

After thinking deeply about the unique function of the small bottle, Yan Yun felt his heart beating faster.

Although the two are made of different materials, they are both made of materials that are still unknown, which makes it reasonable to regard the mysterious bottle as another form of Xuantian object.

After some consideration, Yan Yun decided to conduct an experiment.

He placed the Xuantian Fruit on the ground, carefully unscrewed the cap of the small bottle, and dripped a drop of emerald green liquid onto the Xuantian Fruit.

What is gratifying is that this drop of liquid instantly merged into the Xuantian Fruit without leaving any trace.

This discovery not only deepens the understanding of the possible connection between the two, but also provides new directions for further exploration.

There was a flash of blue light in Yan Yun's eyes, and he saw through the secrets inside the Xuantian Fruit.

As soon as the drop of mysterious green liquid touched the white light in the core of the fruit, it immediately merged with it, causing the originally faint light spot to slightly expand.

After observing this phenomenon, Yan Yun pondered for a moment, and after confirming that the white light had no further changes, he slowly dissipated the blue light in his eyes.

He lowered his head and thought, realizing that only this green liquid could stimulate the potential of the Xuantian Fruit.

Although there are still questions about the specific role of white light, it is clear that it needs to be continuously nourished by green liquid in order to explore its deeper meaning.

After careful consideration, Yan Yun carefully preserved the small bottle and the Xuantian fruit, planning to use the green liquid again in the future to deepen his research.

Yan Yun had never expected that at this moment, on a small island floating high in the sky, far away in the human race's Tianling realm.

A giant jade disk engraved with gold and silver runes suddenly shone with light and emitted a clear and melodious sound. The sound waves rushed into the sky and echoed over the entire island.

In a quiet place, two monks in green robes were sitting cross-legged under a jade disk, meditating with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, they both opened their eyes at the same time, with expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.

“That’s golden light!”

One of them said excitedly, "Could it be that another celestial treasure has appeared in the world?"

Although the other monk did not say anything, it could be seen from the look in his eyes as he gazed at the jade disc that he was also full of anticipation.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen stunning rainbows appeared from all over the flying island and quickly gathered towards the location of the jade disk.

Soon, a dozen green-robed monks gathered under the jade disk, their eyes fixed on the flickering golden light, and everyone's face was filled with irrepressible excitement.

As time passed, the golden light on the jade disk gradually weakened until it disappeared.

But the monks gathered here became more nervous. They stared at the jade disc, afraid of missing any details.

At this moment, the golden runes that were originally located below the third row on the top of the jade disk suddenly became blurred. Then these runes strangely moved down one row.

And in the originally empty space, a row of unfamiliar bronze symbols appeared.

All the monks who witnessed this spectacle fell silent instantly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the third newly appeared line of bronze inscriptions, as if they were being pulled by some force and could not move.

In the depths of the fairy world, a mysterious spiritual object named "Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword" appeared, and its status ranked third.

This news came like a bolt from the blue, filling the hearts of the monks in the spiritual world with fear and anxiety.

As the golden light on the jade disk dissipated, everything returned to calm, but the "Chaos Spirit List" on the silver plaque indicated that a new storm was about to come.

Soon afterward, Jinghong, who set out from the flying island, headed straight for the three realms and seven lands of the human world, and the forbidden areas of various alien races in the wild world of the spiritual world also received the same information.

This piece of news shocked the higher-ups in various tribes, and caused an uproar among the top leaders of various tribes, including the human and demon tribes.

Related orders were secretly issued through special channels, foreshadowing that a major event that could affect the entire spiritual world was about to happen.

The spiritual world may seem calm and peaceful on the surface, but there are undercurrents surging within.

Although all ethnic groups appeared relaxed on the surface, they were actually tense internally and had stepped up their vigilance and preventive measures.

At this time, Yan Yun, the central figure who triggered this series of events, was unaware of this and was immersed in practicing with his eyes closed. He planned to leave the cave and return to Tianyuan City at dawn.

As time slowly passed, when dawn was about to break outside, Yan Yun suddenly felt an inexplicable touch in his heart, and then he opened his eyes, with an expression of surprise on his face.

He immediately stood up, pushed open the door of the secret room, and went straight to the beast room.

When he stood outside the stone chamber and looked inside through a small window, he was stunned.

I saw a neat hole the size of a head cracked on the top of the black cocoon, and the inside was empty.

At the top of the stone chamber, a dark cloud as black as ink was suspended there, flashing a deep light, looking extremely mysterious.

Although Yan Yun was not an ordinary person, the scene before him shocked him greatly.

He frowned and quickly cast a spell towards the door of the stone chamber.

Suddenly, a green light flashed on the stone gate, and an invisible restriction dissipated.

The stone gate slowly rose up and Yan Yun stepped into it.

In the center of the stone chamber, a dark cloud about ten feet in size was suspended in the air, showing no reaction to Yan Yun's arrival.

He formed seals with his hands, chanted a spell, and then spit out a gray-black round bead - it was the Minghun Bead that had been carefully refined.

As the fingertips tapped it, the surface of the bead began to flash green light, and the brightness kept changing.

Affected by this force, the dark clouds above also began to move abnormally.

An inexplicable cold wind blew around, causing the dark clouds to rotate and gradually gather towards the center.

At the same time, black lightning raged across its surface, accompanied by deafening thunder.

At the same time, the Minghun Pearl in front of Yan Yun emitted a stronger and more dazzling green light, as if it had formed some kind of resonance with the changes in the outside world.

At this moment, Yan Yun sensed a faint but clear sense of resistance coming from the dark clouds.

It was as if trying to break free from the control of the Minghunzhu.

This feeling reminded him of the six-winged frost centipede he had encountered before, which also longed to break free from its restraints.

However, now that he has recovered all his skills, he will naturally not let this happen easily.

So, he quickly gathered all the spiritual power in his body, and his ten fingers quickly changed to create a variety of colorful spell marks.

They were injected into the glowing bead one by one in an effort to enhance its effectiveness and stabilize the situation.

After a wail, the strong green light originally emitted by the bead gradually dimmed.

At the same time, the dark clouds gathered in the sky turned into a black shadow with a deafening thunder and accompanied by countless black lightning.

After swaying in the air for a few times, the black shadow jumped to the ground and landed not far in front of Yan Yun.

He stared at the slowly rotating gray-black bead, his eyes flashing with unstable blood-red light.

Yan Yun's heart skipped a beat, but when he saw the person's face clearly, an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face.

40% were shocked, 40% were surprised, and 20% were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

The person in front of him was actually a "Yan Yun" dressed in a black robe. Apart from the color of the clothes, his appearance, body shape and even clothing style were exactly the same as him.

Seeing Yan Yun's reaction, the black-clad version of Yan Yun also showed the same change in expression, which made Yan Yun feel strangely as if he was looking in a mirror.

His eyes revealed a mixture of doubt and curiosity. After a moment of silence, he slowly asked:
"Are you a crying soul?"

When the other party heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and then he put on a simple smile and replied with a grin:

"Master...I am indeed...a crying soul!"

The voice was buzzing and extremely rude, but the words were like the babbling of a toddler, not very clear.

Although Yan Yun had already confirmed the other party's identity through the connection of the Minghun Pearl, he still felt shocked after hearing the words of the beast with his own ears.

"Have you transformed your form and fixed your soul, or have you learned the art of transformation?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Hearing Yan Yun's question, the black-robed Yan Yun was speechless, looking like he didn't know how to answer.

Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, then his mind changed and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He realized that he was confused - even if the Soul-Crying Beast had awakened its intelligence, it would not be possible for it to know everything immediately.

He also needs to instill relevant knowledge into its brain before it can respond.

This matter might be difficult for other cultivators to handle, but it was easy for Yan Yun.

So, Yan Yun suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head. Suddenly, a black light flashed, and a black Nascent Soul about an inch in size emerged.

This was exactly the second Nascent Soul that he had cultivated.

Although this Nascent Soul now only has the magical powers of the Nascent Soul stage and is of little use in battles, it is very helpful to use it to attach to puppets and manage the cave.

The figure in Nascent Soul form suddenly shook and pounced directly towards the black-robed "Yan Yun" opposite.

In an instant, a flash of black lightning flashed around the black-robed "Yan Yun", and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Yan Yun used his second Yuanying to gradually instill a series of languages ​​and skills into the consciousness of the Weeping Soul Beast. (End of this chapter)