Chapter 52: Breaking Through the Spiritual Pill Realm, Second Soul Shaping

It took less than half an hour for Zhou Xue to stop. At this moment, the formation had surrounded Fang Wang. Twelve wooden sticks were inserted into the soil and covered with talisman paper. And they were not posted randomly. The talisman paper on each stick was It was obviously posted according to a certain method, and the calligraphy and painting on each talisman paper were also different. Fang Wang couldn't understand the calligraphy and painting anyway.

Fang Wang took a deep breath and said, "Come on!"

Zhou Xue stared at him and said: "Take off your clothes so as not to affect the absorption of spiritual energy."

"this……"

Fang Wang frowned and asked hesitantly: "Then can you turn around?"

"Hurry up, don't worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

Zhou Xue said expressionlessly. After hearing this, Fang Wang had no choice but to take off his clothes.

On the rock, Xiao Zi stared at Fang Wang and kept spitting out snake messages.

Fang Wang felt uncomfortable being stared at by a woman and a banshee, but the key was that he couldn't refuse.

That’s it!

Fang Wang got rid of distracting thoughts, took off all his clothes, put them into his storage bag, and then meditated.

"You can start practicing your kung fu. The Xuanyang nerve should have recorded a breakthrough method."

Zhou Xue spoke again, and Fang Wang immediately started to exercise his power.

Immediately, Zhou Xue waved her sleeves, and the strong wind blew towards her face. In an instant, all the talisman papers on the twelve wooden sticks burned, forming twelve flames of different colors. Miraculously, the talisman papers did not turn into ashes. , as if the flame is just attached to the surface.

As the formation started, Fang Wang clearly felt the spiritual energy coming from the ground. He saw wind and waves rising from the ground around him, shaking the heavenly materials and earthly treasures piled on the ground.

A whirlwind of spiritual energy rose up and surrounded Fang Wang's body.

For some reason, Fang Wang felt cool under his body. The indescribable coolness made him have the urge to get up.

Rumble——

Thunderclouds surged violently in the sky, and streaks of thunder and lightning emerged from the clouds like snakes and pythons, making the atmosphere on the cliff even more depressing.

Xiao Zi was so scared that she ran away and stayed far away.

Zhou Xue stood in front of the formation, her robes fluttering violently, her eyes looking at the clouds in the sky, the thunder and lightning did not scare her away.

As the surrounding whirlwind became more and more intense, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures around Fang Wang began to emit attribute auras of different colors, which gathered together to form a colorful wind, which was very dazzling.

Fang Wang immersed his mind in the breakthrough and put aside distracting thoughts.

boom!

A bolt of thunder and lightning suddenly struck down, scattering the colorful whirlwind, and fell into Fang Wang's Tianling Cap. He trembled all over, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged into his body crazily.

After a brief period of severe pain, it was replaced by endless relief, making Fang Wang want to do it again.

boom! boom! boom……

Thunder and lightning struck one after another, each time inducing the surrounding spiritual energy to merge into his body, washing his bones and muscles, and finally gathered on his Dantian, concentrating in one place.

Gradually, Fang Wang forgot about the pain and focused on his inner Dantian.

Xuanyang Nerve's mind is running, and the spiritual energy is compressed and condensed in the Dantian. The whole process is very complicated. Once he relaxes, the condensed spiritual energy will easily disperse, especially the spiritual energy with different attributes, which are mutually exclusive.

Zhou Xue kept staring at Fang Wang, and slowly, a smile appeared on her face.

Xiao Zi looked at her from time to time, fearing that she would mess up. After all, its life was in Fang Wang's hands, and it was afraid that Fang Wang would die and it would die with it.

Time passes quickly.

An hour later.

Fang Wang saw that one-third of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures around him had withered, or turned into fly ash and dispersed in the wind.

Zhou Xue no longer stared at him, but sat in meditation not far away, closing her eyes to rest.

Thunder and lightning fell from time to time, unable to shake Fang Wang's meditating form.

…

Under the cloudy sky, barren mountains stretch. On a hillside, four Taiyuan Sect disciples stand side by side.

Among them are Gu Li and Xu Lang.

Their eyes were all looking in the same direction. A few miles away, between two mountains, there was a dilapidated temple. The door was open, and a corpse was hanging under the plaque, fluttering slightly in the wind.

On the wall of the temple, stood several mysterious women in white, with disheveled hair that made it impossible to see their faces clearly. From a distance, they looked creepy.

"Do you really want to break in?"

A male disciple asked with a frown. His name was Yan Feiyue. He carried a broad sword on his back and a long whip around his waist. He was tall and tall, and his temperament was not that of a Taoist, but more like a martial artist.

Xu Lang said expressionlessly: "An opportunity like the Great Sage Cave is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you don't take the risk, you will regret it. Maybe we are the first-class geniuses in Taiyuan Sect, but the goal of cultivating immortals is to pursue immortality. Since ancient times, Since then, has anyone from Taiyuan Sect become an immortal?"

Yan Feiyue was silent after hearing these words.

Ye Xiang, the Earth Yuanbao spiritual genius from the second lineage, said, "Come on, there should be no problem if the four of us join forces."

Gu Li had no objection. She had always had the goal of defeating Fang Wang. She knew that if she practiced according to the rules, it would be impossible to surpass Fang Wang. Only by taking risks and looking for great opportunities could there be a glimmer of hope.

The four of them immediately flew towards the distant temple with their swords. At the same time, a woman in white on the wall of the courtyard raised her head, revealing a pale face, with empty and lifeless eyes.

…

The early morning sun broke through the sky, penetrated the thunderclouds and fell down, just falling on Fang Wang.

After a day and night of breakthroughs, he finally reached the first level of the spiritual elixir realm!

All the heavenly materials and earthly treasures around him have withered or turned into fly ashes and ceased to exist.

At this moment, in his dantian, the elixir has been formed, the color of white jade, crystal clear, the spiritual energy flows into the elixir, and then transforms into majestic spiritual power. From the ninth level of the Shaping Spirit Realm to the first level of the Spiritual Pill Realm, it seems to be only one level apart, but in fact the gap is huge.

After the breakthrough, it is the process of stabilizing the cultivation!

Fang Wang was looking into the treasure spirit space and found that eight deep purple areas like grooves appeared around the Tiangong Ji, which shocked him.

Could it be that he can also condense nine natal treasure spirits?

The natal treasure spirit not only determines the qualifications, but also is equivalent to a magic weapon that will not be damaged. For cultivators, the more magic weapons, the better, so that they can face different dangers.

In Zhou Xue's words, the existence of the natal treasure spirit is a gift from heaven to the human race!

Zhou Xue, who was meditating, opened her eyes and murmured to herself: "It's almost done."

She raised her right hand and waved it, and the formation suddenly changed. The whirlwind of spiritual energy around Fang Wang suddenly sank and spread on the ground, forming a visible mist, which continued to expand and cover Fang Wang's body.

Fang Wang clearly felt the change in the formation, which made him find the feeling when he was shaping his soul again.

At first, he originally wanted to shape the natal treasure spirits such as tripods and towers, but now that he is sure that he can condense eight natal treasure spirits, he changed his mind.

Condense the sword first and pretend to be a sword cultivator!

When he shaped his soul for the first time, he wanted to condense the natal treasure spirit of the sword. Without a handsome sword, how can he be considered a qualified cultivator?

Fang Wang's heart began to be uneasy, wondering if the Heavenly Palace would stop him this time.

He began to fantasize about his sword.

Different from the first sword, he had a new idea. Before meeting Xu Lang, his cognition of swords was bound by common sense. After seeing Xu Lang's invisible sword, he realized that shaping souls could be innovative.

The process of shaping the soul is not only to shape the shape of the natal treasure spirit, but also to inject the idea of ​​its ability. For example, Li Hongshuang's natal treasure spirit can release poison, and Zhou Xue's natal treasure spirit can capture souls.

How much power the natal treasure spirit can finally exert depends on the grade of the natal treasure spirit.

Under Zhou Xue's gaze, Fang Wang exuded Xuanyang True Fire all over his body. Unlike the first soul shaping, Xuanyang True Fire also carried white gas flames. Xuanyang True Fire and white gas flames surged to his head and condensed together.

Xiao Zi climbed onto a large rock, looked at Fang Wang, and spit out snake tongue.

With the experience of the first soul shaping, Fang Wang was more handy this time.

He looked inward at the treasure spirit space and imagined the shape and ability of the second natal treasure spirit.

As time went on, a sword handle gradually condensed on Fang Wang's head, with the sword guard facing the sky.

"Young master, are you shaping the soul?" Xiao Zi couldn't help asking, but he remembered that Fang Wang's natal treasure spirit was a long halberd.

Zhou Xue did not answer, her eyes fixed on the top of Fang Wang's head.

The hilt of the sword became more and more solid, and Zhou Xue also thought of Xu Lang's invisible sword, which only had the hilt and the blade was transparent.

But she vaguely felt that Fang Wang would not imitate others.

That Tiangong Ji was not imitated, because there is no such natal treasure spirit in the world!

The Tiangong Ji is definitely not as simple as a long halberd!