The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

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Immediately afterwards, bolts of mysterious water lightning continued to fall.

In an instant, the spot where Qin Ying stood transformed into a pool of lightning, with azure lightning crackling and popping, and a burnt smell permeating the air.

"Such a powerful physique... Is this the 'Golden Body Realm'...?"

On a nearby mound, Zhu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently. In his sight, Qin Ying's body was covered with a dense layer of delicate golden netting, its texture extremely tough and its regeneration speed astonishing—capable of regenerating severed fingers.

It was because of his existence that he did not die in an instant.

However, the restoration of the Golden Net would consume a large amount of Qi and True Qi. In his observation, if Qin Ying had no backup plan, he would be killed by the Xuan Shui Lei in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

"No rush, no rush... take your time..."

Zhu Yu looked up at the dark sun in the sky and felt the spirituality within him that seemed eager to break free. He gently soothed it with his divine sense, allowing it to accumulate power and break through its old shell.

Just then.

A sound even louder and more resounding than the thunder of Xuan Shui echoed throughout the "Spirit Ruins".

"break!…"

"Huh?..."

Zhu Yu turned his head and saw Lei Bo being shattered by the solid sound wave, and a disheveled, charred, and ferocious figure emerged from it.

Above its head are four golden divine words.

Responding to the sound

"Responding to the sound..." Zhu Yu seemed thoughtful.

As if sensing his gaze, Qin Ying, whose body was charred black by the Xuan Shui Lightning, suddenly raised his head. Flesh sprouted from his empty eyes, which instantly condensed into a pair of clear black and white pupils, filled with shock and anger.

"You treacherous villain! How dare you ambush me..."

Qin Ying roared angrily, seemingly about to rush up the burial mound and kill Zhu Yu, but in the next scene, his mouth opened slightly, and a miniature bronze bell flew out, turning into a three-foot-long object in the wind.

He grasped the copper bell and shook it gently, but no sound echoed. Instead, Qin Ying's face turned red, and his cheeks puffed out.

next moment.

"Aww..."

Qin Ying opened his mouth, and a metallic roar, like that of a dragon and a tiger, suddenly resounded. Centered on it, waves of sound rippled outwards, distorting and blurring the air in its wake, faintly revealing the outside world.

But it was still a little short. As the sound subsided, the outside world began to become blurry.

Qin Ying's eyes widened, and he spat a mouthful of blood essence into the bronze bell in his hand. He circulated his vital energy and true qi, fully unleashing the divine incantation "Act Upon Hearing a Sound." He took a deep breath and shouted...

"open!"

The words fell.

The sound waves surged, and the space, like a curtain, visibly lost its original colors, revealing the mountains and roads outside.

Qin Ying's face lit up with joy. He turned and glanced at Zhu Yu, who was standing on top of the grave. A sinister smile appeared on his face, but the smile Zhu Yu returned made him feel uneasy.

I didn't dare to think too much about it.

Just as he stepped into the real world, a calm, emotionless voice rang in his ears.

"cut!"

锵…

With a sword's cry, Qin Ying suddenly felt a life-or-death crisis and instinctively wanted to dodge, but before he could move, he caught a glimpse of a white light that suddenly appeared close to him.

He felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, his consciousness suddenly became somewhat unsteady, and his body, which was overflowing with powerful strength, quickly weakened.

"I…"

Qin Ying opened his mouth slightly, but could only utter one word. His eyes gradually became dull and lifeless, his consciousness faded, and he fell straight to the ground.

A stream of red and white liquid flowed from the hollow between his eyebrows, and a faint smell of blood slowly spread out.

Spatial bridging.

The soil churned, and Qin Ying collapsed into the ground. The land rose up, and after a moment, a large mound, second only to the central burial mound, emerged.

At its top, a small black grass instantly grew, and wisps of smoke rose and condensed into the illusory face of "Qin Ying".

The top of the adjacent grave.

Zhu Yu looked with a smile at the wisp of light that was moving in his palm. It was Lingxiao, which had been nurtured by the "Source of Magic Power" for many years and had finally shed its old body and been promoted to a spiritual weapon.

The 108 restrictions within it were completely fused into a single "Earthly Fiend Restriction," which can be formed by gathering and dispersing without form. When gathered, it can be used as a weapon to assist in the execution of swordsmanship and spells; when dispersed, it becomes light and can transform into a rainbow to travel at high speed. It is full of mysteries.

This is only its basic utility.

The core of "Lingxiao" is "Earthly Fiend Restriction," which gives rise to the supernatural power "Thousand Weaving." Its effect is to split into a thousand sword threads as fine as cow hair. Each sword thread can switch between reality and illusion, and its strength is no less than that of the original body.

Furthermore, because it has forged original weapons such as the "nail-headed hammer," it also possesses the effects of armor penetration and blood loss.

Qin Ying died under "Lingxiao".

Having drunk its blood to sharpen its blade, "Lingxiao" has greatly increased its spirituality, and is now no less than a three- or five-year-old child.

With the nourishment of high-quality spiritual energy, metal energy of the five elements, and other spiritual objects, "Lingxiao" will continue to grow. In the future, it may even become a top-tier spiritual weapon comparable to a humanoid "Great Thousand Realm" with strength comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Not bad, not bad..."

Zhu Yu's smile deepened. He used his divine sense to bond with "Ling Xiao" for a while before reluctantly sending the "Ling Xiao" into the "Source of Magic Power" for nourishment. He shook his head slightly and sighed softly:

"Another big spender on resources has emerged..."

"Lingxiao" needs a massive amount of resources to grow, no less than that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator. Fortunately, he consumes a lot of resources and his sharpness is equally keen, which is also the protective weapon he relies on.

Leaving aside other matters...

With the spiritual artifact "Lingxiao", Zhu Yu no longer needs to worry about being restrained by others in terms of "natal spiritual power" and "supernatural abilities". For this reason alone, it is worthwhile to cultivate it, no matter how many resources are consumed.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Zhu Yu moved the high-quality spiritual energy of the Five Elements Gold Essence refined by Hong Youfu and Qiao Heyong to the location of "Lingxu" and began to refine it. After confirming that there were no problems, he stepped to the tomb of "Qin Ying".

Raise your hand and lightly tap its illusory appearance.

It exploded with a bang, coalescing into a screen, and images flashed by rapidly like slides.

a long time.

Zhu Yu waved his hand to erase the memory, frowned and pondered for a few breaths, and extracted the "Spiritual Ruins Origin" contained in the body.

The quantity was more than he had imagined.

There are as many as 1,200.

As for the divine words "responding to the sound", he did not move. The "Golden Body Realm" is different from the "Dao Fruit Realm". The divine words and the body are integrated. If he were to plunder the "divine words", the body of the four realms would be destroyed. It is not worth it.

It would be better to keep it and refine it into a corpse.

After a quick search of the spoils, apart from the bronze bell containing the essence of nine spiritual voids, the thing that surprised him the most was a bright yellow seal the size of a baby's fist.

Its material is "extraordinary," comparable to a second-tier spiritual object.

Moreover, it contains a great deal of "popularity".

Zhu Yu did a quick calculation and concluded that if he refined it, he could obtain at least three hundred strands of spiritual essence.

But he did not do so. His gaze flickered as he looked at the four characters "Prefect of Gelan" engraved under the bright yellow seal.

……

The next day.

As dawn broke, a luxurious carriage drawn by several tall, powerful horses, escorted by hundreds of servants and soldiers, arrived at the foot of a city wall that was several dozen feet high.

Cart shaft.

The butler, who was serving nearby, respectfully addressed the curtain:

"Master, we have arrived at Yongzhou Prefecture."