The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 313: Mid-stage Yuanshen
In the center of Crane City, there is a huge and vast swamp wetland.

The wetland is home to hundreds of dancing cranes, all spread out and occupying a single spot.

In the very middle of the swamp, there was no crane in the surrounding area, only in the center, there was a huge old crane standing on the swamp wetland, with spiritual energy surrounding it, showing all kinds of strange scenes.

With every breath the old crane took, those strange scenes kept changing and evolving, as if the world was evolving from scratch.

One world is destroyed and another world is created.

Countless illusory worlds exist and are destroyed in the old crane's breathing.

"Greetings to Ancestor Xuanhe."

After an unknown amount of time, He Xianrong arrived at the center of the swamp and knelt down in front of the old crane.

"came back."

At this time, Lao He slowly opened his eyes and uttered an old female voice.

As soon as she spoke.

All the strange scenes around me disappeared completely.

"It seems that you ran into big trouble this time. The Black Crane White Feather Fan I gave you was damaged to this extent."

While talking.

The tattered black crane white feather fan emerged from He Xianrong's body.

The feathers on this fan had all fallen off and its spiritual light was extinguished. It was obvious that it had suffered extremely severe damage in the clash with the Yuehong Sword. There were traces of tatters everywhere and no one would recognize it if it was placed on the side of the road. This object was actually a seed of a Taoist weapon.

"Xianrong is sorry for the ancestor."

He Xianrong looked ashamed and explained the whole story.

"Taibai Sword Sect? Just a junior."

Lao He smiled softly, not taking it to heart at all, and instead talked about another matter: "What's the matter with Kong Ji? From what I see from you, it seems that you have a good impression of this person."

"Don't talk nonsense, old ancestor." He Xianrong said hurriedly: "It's just that I admire this person's talent, so I took the lead in making some investments. The old ancestor may not know that this person's talent is extremely terrifying."

In front of the Xuanhe Patriarch, He Xianrong did not hide anything and began to tell him everything she knew about Kong Ji.

At first, Patriarch Xuanhe didn't care. In her life, she had seen countless people with extraordinary talents, but only a few of them could really grow up.

genius?

On the scale of the universe, geniuses are nothing more than larger ants.

Who among those who can cultivate to her level is not a top genius picked from thousands?
Until she heard that the Earth had only recovered for ten years and Kong Ji had already been promoted to the Ancient Dragon Realm, her eyes suddenly changed, revealing a deep sense of disbelief.

"what?"

"Are you sure that this person now possesses power comparable to that of an ancient dragon?"

Hearing such shocking news, Lao He could no longer sit still. He immediately transformed into a human woman in her seventies or eighties and walked to He Xianrong's side.

With a wave of his hand, he set up a layer of formation barrier, and his spiritual power emanated out, strictly monitoring any abnormalities within a thousand miles around.

"Tell me again carefully, from beginning to end, don't leave anything out."

"I saw this with my own eyes, it can't be false."

He Xianrong swore solemnly and told everything in detail again.

If there was anything suspicious in the middle, Lao He would interrupt her and ask her carefully and clearly.

Until the fifth time.

Lao He had to believe it.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"How could such a thing exist?"

"In such a short time, this person was able to cultivate to the Ancient Dragon Realm? Even the geniuses among the dragon race can't achieve this, not even the reincarnation of a powerful being can!"

"God of Taoism? Innate God?" Shocked by Kong Ji's news, Lao He uttered two words that He Xianrong could not understand at all.

Taoist God and Innate God.

For these two words, Lao He used a language that only existed in ancient times. It is infinitely profound and mysterious, and is impossible to understand.

It's like a bunch of garbled code in a computer program, displaying meaningless and complex information.

He Xianrong listened and wanted to learn to repeat it, but when the words came to her lips she couldn't utter them. It seemed that no matter how she pronounced it, it was wrong and she couldn't express the meaning no matter what.

She couldn't understand what she was saying, let alone comprehend and learn.

Even if he wanted to force his mouth to open, it was no use. As soon as this thought came to his mind, the spiritual energy in his body began to boil, and his qi and blood became disordered.

After a few seconds.

Even these words had disappeared from He Xianrong's mind. She had no recollection of Old He ever having said such a thing and had completely forgotten about it.

It was at this time.

The old crane also came back to his senses from his shock, looked at the crane fairy who was still kneeling in front of him, and calmed himself down.

With a wave of hand.

A large amount of natural treasures flew out from the old crane's hand, mixed with the rich and pure vital energy, and attached to the tattered black crane white feather fan, completely repairing the fan in an instant, turning it into a perfect Taoist weapon seed again.

"Thank you, ancestor."

He Xianrong thanked him again.

Old Crane waved his hand, not caring at all, and said to He Xianrong: "Come on, take me to see it."

He Xianrong was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted: "Ancestor, are you going to leave the mountain?"

"After tens of thousands of years, it's time to stretch your body."

In the Sutra Repository.

Kong Ji was completely immersed in it.

The Baihe family had an extremely rich collection of books, and each book could give him great inspiration. As his cultivation became more successful, his cultivation level also grew rapidly.

Just half a month.

The soul has become twice as strong as it was at the beginning.

The immortal power surges.

"Middle stage of Yuan Shen, or the second stage of Ancient Dragon Realm."

"My cultivation level has broken through again. This is a great achievement!"

Kong Ji felt the surging immortal power in his body and felt very happy in his heart.

After reaching the Yuanshen realm, skills below this level are no longer of much use to him. The feedback he gets at the moment of successful practice is also insignificant, and is even not as high as the improvement in cultivation level from a normal breath.

But that's nothing.

In the Sutra Library, there are also many top-level magical skills suitable for practicing in the Ancient Dragon Realm.

There are at least several thousand copies!

Including all aspects.

Kong Ji comprehended them one by one. Within half a month, he comprehended several books in one breath, and his cultivation level improved greatly.

But this was not his greatest achievement.

The real benefit lies in the endless vast ocean of books.

Although the improvement brought by these books is not great enough, they contain the insights of countless practitioners, the wisdom of millions of people in the Crane Civilization over countless years, and the cultivation systems of various other civilizations.

With the help of these accumulations and wisdom, Kong Ji once again elevated his own cultivation system, laid a more solid foundation, and made huge breakthroughs in the four major systems of essence, energy, spirit and will. His cultivation successfully broke through the middle stage of Yuanshen Realm, and his strength reached the second level of Ancient Dragon Realm!

(End of this chapter)