Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"The Ghost-Faced Man became a formal disciple directly? Even Master Wuhen didn't receive such treatment..."

"As expected of a ghost-faced man..."

Now people understood that the man with the ghost face was not only selected, but also the most special one among the ten. He was an official disciple of Taixu Palace without any assessment. This showed that Taixu Palace recognized him.

Those who had been sneering and mocking before turned pale and shut their mouths silently.

Some people said with emotion: "Who would have thought that a previously unknown casual cultivator could reach this point? He is truly a role model for our generation!"

******

While rising into the air, Anle noticed that the jade tripod fragments he had collected were faintly trembling, and then they flew out of the storage bag.

He obtained the largest number of jade pieces, and could already see the general shape of a jade tripod.

Not only Anle, but the fragments carried by other people also flew out and combined with it.

Those jade pieces that had not been collected by anyone also received the call from the unknown and turned into streams of light and descended.

The eyes of the monks on the ground were filled with shock; this kind of scene was truly rare to see.

In a dazzling flash of light, many jade pieces merged together, forming a half-human-high jade tripod in people's eyes.

The mouth of the jade tripod is round and has three legs. The legs are like intricate blooming lotus pedestals, and the surface is engraved with gorgeous cloud patterns and some patterns that Anle has never seen before.

The jade is extremely translucent, like a young girl's skin, with a fresh texture. Looking at the center of the jade tripod, it seems to be filled with some invisible and intangible liquid that cannot be seen by the naked eye and can only be perceived by the spiritual consciousness.

Each piece of jade can turn decay into magic, making statues of gods and ancient trees glow with unprecedented mysterious power. It can be imagined that this jade tripod itself is an extremely extraordinary magic weapon.

——Those used for practicing Qi and building foundation are called magic tools, and those of higher levels are called magic treasures.

Just by standing next to this jade tripod, people felt as if their spiritual power was activated, as if something was about to grow out of their bodies, and even their thinking seemed to have become a little faster.

"This is the Ancient Void Jade Cauldron, and it is also a gift from me to you!"

Yang Rongzi stretched out his hand and injected the vast spiritual power of his god into the ancient jade tripod.

In an instant, the liquid gushed out of the cauldron as if it was boiling, wrapping around the bodies of the ten people and sucking them in.

The amount of spiritual liquid around different people varies, and is distributed according to the number of jade pieces previously obtained.

Anle took the lead and swallowed up almost 70% of the spiritual liquid, while the other nine people divided the remaining 30%.

He did not resist, but relaxed his mind and allowed his body to be pulled deeper into the jade tripod.

It feels like being in amniotic fluid, extremely safe and peaceful.

Gradually, Anle stopped thinking about anything and doing nothing, just enjoying this rare tranquility.

The spiritual fluid silently permeated his entire body, silently transforming his body, meridians, and spiritual power...

Chapter 157 Goodbye Su Dai

The space inside the jade tripod is extremely empty, as if there is no gravity.

The people who were sucked in wandered in the boundless sea of ​​light, accepting the baptism of the Jade Tripod Spirit Liquid. Everyone had a different expression on their face, some confused, some comfortable, and some enjoying.

Anle closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes taking place in his body.

The invisible and intangible spiritual fluid clings to the surface of the skin and penetrates into the body in strands. In essence, it is just a special kind of high-concentration spiritual power, and the cultivator's body will naturally undergo transformation in it.

The cells become more lively little by little, the muscles, blood, and organs become more vibrant, the five senses and even the spiritual consciousness become sharper, the mind is exceptionally clear, and those memories that have been sealed for many years and thought to have been forgotten are now extremely clear.

Anle even vaguely felt that the inner scene in his body was slightly stimulated, as if golden light rain was falling inside.

The spiritual liquid had the strongest impact on his meridians and dantian.

They washed over the meridians in the human body like rivers. The washing process was slightly painful, but it soon turned into a comfortable ironing sensation. The meridians were continuously and subtly widened, and Anle's spiritual power cavity also expanded again. According to his rough estimate, the volume increased by about 20% compared to before.

Don't underestimate this 20%. In a battle, this may be the key to determining victory or defeat.

The two dantians at the core began to hum and vibrate, and the nebula rotated at high speed, driving the spiritual power to rotate. The twinkling starlight in it complemented the stars above the nine heavens.

Anle could almost intuitively see with his spiritual sense that the virtual pill in the center of the nebula was gradually becoming solid, taking on the texture of actual star gravel.

Gradually, Anle's spiritual power was pushed to the seventh level of foundation building, and there was a trend of further growth.

This is not just an improvement in realm and strength, but also a transformation of potential and talent. It is equivalent to optimizing the talent for cultivation from the source, and the subsequent path will be particularly smooth.

No wonder Yang Rongzi said that this was a rare opportunity.

In fact, he had some selfish motives in mind. The potential lost by the Ghost-Faced Man might be compensated to a certain extent by the effect of the spiritual liquid.

——To the disciples of Taixu Palace, Yang Rongzi can definitely be regarded as a qualified teacher.

In fact, Anle was not unfamiliar with this feeling. He had already experienced it once during the simulation.

"Sure enough, the effect is much worse than last time."

Anle thought to himself, I don’t think it’s a pity. Being able to get something for free one more time is already a good deal. Why can I be so picky?

But this time, there seems to be something different.

As the spiritual fluid gradually and completely merged into the body, Anle seemed to see some unusual scenes in a trance, and mysterious and ethereal things surged out of the empty surroundings.

Sometimes it looks like a towering mountain, sometimes like a vast ocean, and sometimes like a magnificent pavilion.

It is clearly an illusory scene, but it feels extremely real.

Immediately afterwards, these beings continued to shrink and condense, turning into a small ball of pure white flame, descending into Anle's sea of ​​consciousness.

Between his eyebrows, a white flame-like mark lit up slightly and then disappeared.

A line of text flashed on the panel.

[Unlocked entry: A ray of Taixu spiritual essence (purple)! ]

"This is……"

Anle didn't feel anything unusual, as if the experience just now was just an illusion.

"How strange! Why didn't it appear in the previous deduction?"

"Is this some kind of probabilistic event, or is it that the difference between the soul in reality and in the deduction leads to different results?"

Unable to figure it out for the moment, Anle stopped thinking about it and carefully activated his spiritual power, using the current excellent environment to practice.

******

As time went by, everyone except Anle woke up from their meditation state. They also seized the opportunity to practice in the Jade Cauldron.

The spiritual energy here is extremely rich, even more exaggerated than that near the jade tree.

After the spiritual liquid was completely absorbed, Yang Rongzi continued to input spiritual power into it.

It is simply impossible for a few Foundation Establishment juniors, even if there is a freak like Anle, to suck dry a God Transformation Master.

When the last person woke up, everyone felt the jade tripod tremble slightly, as if there had been a huge change in the space outside.

Everyone realized that they had arrived at the destination of their trip, Taixu Palace!

Yang Rongzi's slightly tired voice came into the cauldron: "Hu Chunsheng, Xiong Batian, you two follow me first."

The two demons looked at each other, then turned and bowed deeply in the direction of Anle.

Xiong Batian shouted in a muffled voice: "Brother An, if you have any problems in the future, just call me Old Xiong. No matter where you are, I will rush over!"

Hu Chunsheng also said: "Friend An, I feel the same way."

Anle responded with a cupped hand.

Not long after, the bodies of the two monsters were pulled away by a force.

Yang Rongzi seemed to have different plans for everyone, so he called them away one by one.

Before leaving, Gan Bing wanted to say something to An Le, but she held back in the end. She knew that she was not qualified yet.

"I still need to...become stronger, at least to become a formal disciple first."

Gu Qiutong patted Anle's shoulder generously: "I'll go to you for a drink when I'm free!"

After saying that, he left in a cool manner.

Ji Zimo, the former young master of the Demon Sect, was also lucky enough to be among the ten. He was not involved in the Luohun Ruins, but heard about An Le's deeds there. He felt a little regretful: "If I were there... maybe he would look at me with new eyes."

After his name was called, Ji Zimo stared at Anle intently, waiting for him to speak first so that he could respond.

Given Ji Zimo's personality, it would be harder to say something nice than to kill him.

Anle was confused at first, but then he probably guessed what Ji Zimo was thinking, so he pretended not to see it and looked away.

Ji Zimo's face turned red, and as soon as he uttered the word "An", he was forcibly pulled out by Yang Rongzi.

Yang Rongzi also commented: "Humph, so dilatory, not at all refreshing."

The second to last person to be called was Yun Wuhen.

Seeing that there was no one around, he revealed a bit of his youthful nature and asked seriously, "Fellow Daoist An, do you know any other words similar to the last time? Maybe they will be useful in the future."

Anle thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll teach you a few more words..."

"If the heaven had not given birth to me, Yun Wuhen, the immortal path would have been like a long night forever, and the clouds are coming! And..."

Upon hearing this, Yun Wuhen's eyes became brighter and brighter. Isn't this tailor-made for him?

"Okay, okay! More please!"

Yun Wuhen looked at An Le with admiration, thinking: "On the path of becoming a saint, Daoist An is indeed much better than me!"

A few minutes after Yun Wuhen was called away, Anle also left Yuding.

At this time, the surrounding scenery is completely different.

Below me is a city that stretches as far as the eye can see.

The building complex is vast yet well-arranged. It does not appear messy but well-organized, and is divided into several areas by planning.

There are rows of tall buildings and halls inside, and from a distance it looks like a giant beast lying prone. It is countless times more magnificent than the ancient buildings of Luohun Sect. The city-protecting magic circle is hidden and not noticeable. Even from a distance, Anle can feel the obscure and terrifying fluctuations of magic power.

Countless cultivators were walking through it, golden elixirs could be seen everywhere, and occasionally there were Nascent Soul cultivators passing by.

The whistling sound of the magic weapon seemed to be absorbed by a special magic circle, so it was not so noisy.

Sometimes huge flying boats rise from the ground, cut through the sky, and continuously transport supplies and fresh blood to the city.

Anle even felt that it was more spectacular than the modern metropolis he had traveled through, and was vastly different from the towns of the Yuntian Sect.

"This is... Taixu Palace?"

"No, the real Taixu Palace is over there."

Yang Rongzi looked in a direction in the sky and spoke.

There, there was a piece of suspended land!

This is an exaggerated magic circle that works all the time and is supported by a massive amount of spiritual power.

The sea of ​​clouds wrapped around the edge of the land, with faint traces of living creatures visible in it, revealing a scaly skin. Even if they had no ill intentions, just looking at them, one could feel a strong sense of oppression, as if the slightest movement from them could turn the world upside down.

"Don't be afraid. It's our sect's guardian spirit beast. It has a very gentle temperament."

Yang Rongzi wanted to say something else, but suddenly he glanced up and down at Anle, his eyes locked on his forehead, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Actually..."

But soon, his expression returned to normal and he spoke calmly.

"As a formal disciple, you do not need to undergo assessment."

"Tomorrow, someone will take you to choose a suitable master. Take a rest today."

Yang Rongzi waved his hand, and the two figures disappeared from the spot. When they reappeared, they were already in a floating city high in the sky.

Not far away is a cave carved out of jade.

"Now, it's yours."

Yang Rongzi pretended not to care and said lightly: "It is a reward given to you by an elder named Mo Xin."

After saying this, he left without lingering.

If it were someone else, they would definitely be confused. How could they bring someone here and just leave him alone?

However, Anle, who had already predicted the future through deduction, understood why Yang Rongzi did this and felt somewhat moved.

"This senior is quite a nice person."

It was almost dusk.