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Chapter 282 Spiritual Power, Silver Cage Heavenly Cup

As expected, conflicts broke out during the consultations between the immortal sects and aristocratic families, but fortunately, the final result was good.

Get rid of Taoist Huanglong.

Su Heng did not continue to embarrass Lingxiao Sect and the merchants.

According to the previous agreement, the core members of these two forces can still leave, but the many resources within the sect, the disciples' forces outside, etc., must be separated from their jurisdiction and control and regain their freedom.

As for whether these scattered people stay or leave, it is up to them to decide.

Some of them will choose to flee.

But some people stayed.

Because under normal circumstances, most resources are controlled by major forces such as ancient families, immortal sects, and dynasties.

Ordinary practitioners without any background.

It is quite difficult to achieve something in martial arts. After all, not everyone has the talent and perseverance like Su Heng.

Therefore, the mythical battlefield descends.

For these ordinary practitioners, it is both a catastrophe, but it is also a shortcut to quickly accumulate resources and improve their cultivation.

Moreover, even ordinary people and merchants on the street knew that the world was gradually filled with smoke of war. In addition, the echo of Changshengtian was getting deeper and deeper, and demons appeared frequently in various places. Even if they wanted to run, where could they run to in the end? It was better to stay here, and maybe they could fight for a bright future.

to be frank.

The Seed of Destruction and Tathagatagarbha Sutra are in hand.

With the spiritual power that Su Heng possesses now, if he really takes ruthless action, he can transform all the top leaders of the two major forces, Shangjia Sect and Lingxiao Sect, into puppet servants who obey his orders.

But this thought only flashed through Su Heng's mind, and he chose to give it up.

On the one hand, it would take too much time to execute it, and it would also cause panic and suspicion among other forces such as the Lieyang Sect and the Wuji Sword Sect.

As for the other reason...

As for those good-for-nothings, they are really not worth Su Heng's time and effort.

"call!"

A cold wind blew through Fengshan Mountain.

The branches overhead swayed gently, and under the mottled shadows of the trees, a few cherry pink petals floated gently by.

Su Heng heard footsteps coming from behind, and turned around to see Meng Huan, who was wearing a black warrior robe, walking slowly towards him on the winding bluestone path in the mountains. He took off his hat and put it aside, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"It seems that things have been handled well." Su Heng nodded slightly and greeted him.

"The masters from the Jingming Sect were killed by you in one move. They were almost scared out of their wits, so of course they cooperated." Meng Huan laughed and continued, "You asked me to come here this time. Is there anything you want to arrange?"

Two things happened recently.

This made Meng Huan unconsciously put himself in a lower position.

Su Heng didn't care about the polite words. He asked, "Senior Meng Huan, have you ever heard of the Devil Descendants?"

"I have heard of the Devil Clan." Meng Huan frowned, thought for a moment and then answered, "In some remote areas of Zhongzhou, this race of people can occasionally be seen. For some reason, the Devil Clan hates human warriors very much. If they see them, they will basically choose to strangle them."

"And if we take the remains of the demon, we can exchange them for valuable resources from the Zhou Dynasty."

"So, in some places, there are ghostwriters who specialize in hunting down demons."

"However, in the past few hundred years, the number of demon descendants in the Great Zhou Dynasty has become increasingly fewer. If you want to see them, you can only try your luck in Changshengtian."

"I see." Su Heng asked again, "Then do you know the specific origins of the demon descendants?"

"I'm not sure about that." Meng Huan shook his head, "Maybe like those demon gods, they all came across the border through the cracks in the myth battlefield."

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Meng Huan's eyes revealed a bit of curiosity.

"I saw a statue of a demon in Jiangbeizhou before." Su Heng mentioned it briefly but did not elaborate.

Fortunately, Meng Huan did not delve into it further.

Su Heng thought that since Taoist Huanglong could recognize the magical powers of the demons, he obviously had some in-depth understanding of this race.

Unfortunately, at that time.

The situation was too urgent, and Su Heng couldn't possibly keep him to question him.

If a strong man in the Earthly Immortal Realm were to break free from Su Heng's hands and become angry, the consequences would be unpredictable.

The reason why Su Heng was able to kill Taoist Huanglong instantly with one move was actually because he relied on the magical power of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, who caught him by surprise.

Otherwise, in a normal battle, even if Su Heng could win, it would never be as easy as just now.

"Some powerful people in the Earthly Immortal Realm seem to have some kind of spiritual secret method that belongs to them, which can produce unexpected effects." Su Heng recalled the details of the previous battle and asked, "For example, how to master the Xuantian Divine Light of King Dingxuan?"

"You mean the magical power?" Meng Huan smiled with a look of understanding on his face.

"Magic?"

"Generally speaking, we call the increase achieved by adjusting the Qi and blood and stimulating the body's potential a secret method. And the series of special effects achieved by mobilizing spiritual power and connecting to Changshengtian are called magical powers."

"Of course, this is just a rough name, and the distinction between the two is not particularly clear."

Seeing Su Heng nod, Meng Huan continued: "Normally speaking, there are two ways to master magical powers. The first method is to condense a unique mark in one's own spiritual realm through diligent study and hard practice. As for the second method, it is to learn through the demon corpse."

Meng Huan did not mention the method of plundering from the statue.

However, considering that the method to achieve this goal is extremely harsh, it requires the cooperation of his Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique and the Seed of Destruction.

The former was easy to say, as similar magical powers should exist in the prosperous Zhongzhou. But the latter, a magical weapon that could only be born occasionally in Changshengtian, was really hard to come by.

It is understandable that Meng Huan lacks understanding of this approach.

Instead, it was the second method mentioned by Meng Huan that aroused Su Heng's curiosity.

"Can I also gain magical powers through the demon corpse?"

"Of course you can." Meng Huan smiled, "As for how to condense it, you will naturally understand it when you step into the third step of Tiangui and truly begin to come into contact with the power of Changshengtian. No matter which method you use, the power of the magical power depends on the strength of the user's spiritual power."

"Some powerful magical powers can only be released when the mental strength reaches a certain level. Otherwise, it will cause damage to one's brain area. At the very least, the cultivation will be damaged and difficult to recover. At the worst, it will turn one into an idiot, or even be killed on the spot by the backlash."

"At least during the time I traveled in Zhongzhou, I heard of dozens of similar accidents."

"How do you determine the strength of your spiritual power?" Su Heng asked again.

"It can be assisted by some tools." Meng Huan made a spell with his hands and muttered something. Not long after, a young disciple in a white robe appeared on the path behind the two of them, holding a pot of flowers that looked like white roses and slowly walked over.

"Greetings, Sect Master. Greetings, Senior Su." The young disciple bowed to the two men with a look of awe on his face.

Then he gently put down the flowers in his hand.

Meng Huan waved his hand.

The young disciple left quietly without making any sound.

From time to time, there are gusts of mountain wind blowing, green grass leaves, white and pink flower buds. There are nine flowers on the dark branches, all closed at this time, trembling slightly in the wind, and there is no special fragrance. At first glance, it is ordinary, just like an inconspicuous wild flower on the roadside, it is easy to ignore it.

"This is the Silver Cage Heavenly Cup, which is considered a rare item. Inject spiritual power into it, and based on the degree to which the petals bloom and expand, you can roughly judge the strength of the warrior's spiritual power." Meng Huan explained.

As he said this, he also covered up for Su Heng a little.

Meng Huan closed his eyes, and an invisible spiritual force, like ripples, first spread outwards. Then, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, it gathered on the silver caged heavenly lamp in front of him.

The white petals opened one by one. Soon six of them opened in succession. The seventh white flower trembled slightly, but did not move further. Obviously, this was the limit that Meng Huan could reach.

"call……"

With a long sigh, Meng Huan opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a hint of fatigue in his originally clear eyes.

"A warrior's spiritual power is mainly related to two factors." Looking down at the blooming flowers, Meng Huan explained, "One factor is the strength of the innate spiritual foundation. The other factor is the intensity of brain development."

"A warrior's innate spiritual foundation is difficult to increase through other means except for divine objects like the Tribulation Lotus."

"As for the degree of brain development... it's like the mutated tissue in a warrior's body. Although it's also difficult and risky to dig it out, through some special techniques and continuous visualization and comprehension day and night, it can finally get some substantial improvement."

Meng Huan shook his head with a wry smile on his face.

He was only over two hundred years old, yet he had already reached the level of a terrestrial immortal. He was truly a man of extraordinary talent and genius.

But even so, when it comes to spiritual practice, he still looks helpless. Obviously, the difficulties encountered are beyond imagination. Even someone with top qualifications like Meng Huan feels the difficulties and obstacles. Every step forward is like walking on thin ice.

"By the way, little brother Su." Meng Huan reached out and patted Su Heng's arm, pointing at the silver caged heavenly lamp under his feet, "My spiritual power has not been improved for quite some time. This thing is of no use to me."

"Brother Su, you are extremely talented. You can take it. You can see your cultivation level improving little by little. It will also give you more motivation to practice."

If it only reflects the growth of cultivation, the realm displayed on the attribute panel will be more intuitive.

However, it can only show the degree of brain development, and does not provide any feedback on spiritual foundation.

"Okay." Su Heng thought about it and agreed, "Then I would like to thank Senior Meng first."

"You're welcome." Meng Huan smiled and asked curiously, "Why not use this Silver Cage Heavenly Lamp to test your spiritual power first."

(End of this chapter)