12dz Chapter 248 Falling short of success
Chapter 248 Falling short of success
In the area of more than 300 feet around him, there was a second-order formation guarding the remains of the real person. Chen Yu had once left a mark here.
The figure just woke up, and surging blood and energy began to resonate within the mountain.
Spiritual energy from near and far gathered together, and the six spiritual plants that served as the base of the formation glowed with white fluorescence.
The mark in the formation moved slightly, imperceptibly, and with the help of the connection of the runes, the news of the changes here was sent to Chen Yu's sea of consciousness.
The spirit puppet flew 2.3 million miles away, and after receiving the message, it immediately used its golden light to rush over.
Twenty-eight years have passed, and Chen Yu's magical power has improved by a small level, and his spiritual consciousness has reached the limit of the Golden Core Stage.
The progress in perfecting the prototype of this magical power is very slow, and only a few mysteries have been evolved so far.
He speculated that this was the power required to start from the stage of transformation into a spirit, and it was appropriate to call it a supernatural power.
The maximum speed increased by about one-seventh, and the distance of 2.3 million miles was completed in less than two quarters of an hour.
Thousands of feet above the clouds, Chen Yu extended his spiritual sense and looked towards the top of Yaotai Peak.
When a monk passes away, the decay of his spirit often begins first.
Unlike a fight where both sides fight back and forth, every damage to the mind and body is clearly visible.
The power of heaven and earth is so strong that the cultivators cannot perceive the role it plays in it.
Luomen Zhenren passed away 2,800 years ago, which is a hundred generations ago in the mortal world.
Under normal circumstances, the body of a foundation-building cultivator can only remain intact for two to three hundred years.
If there were no formation to protect it, even if it was not eaten by monsters, it would have returned to dust long ago.
Only with the nourishment of the earth veins and spiritual energy can it avoid turning into bones.
Even so, when Chen Yu saw it, among his three dantians, only the lower dantian which contained the main energy was relatively well preserved.
The Niwan Palace should have collapsed instantly along with the spirit when the immortal passed away, and the middle dantian had lost its true essence and spiritual energy over the long years.
Until the old master's soul breath completely disappeared, and started again from the lower dantian.
Re-nourish the Danzhong orifice, Niwan Palace, and even the spiritual roots.
I saw the surge of qi and blood in his head reach its peak, and then collided with the spiritual energy, bursting into a divine glow.
This light is invisible to the naked eye and can only be seen by the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator.
Something seemed to be taking shape, vaguely and unreal.
Chen Yu's powerful spiritual sense penetrated the barrier and saw the scene inside clearly.
The light was as condensed as a knife, cutting through the empty space in the darkness.
The normal-sized head seemed to be hiding something special.
He knew that this was where the sea of consciousness resided, and the area it covered was not the same as the outside world.
Where the light tore apart, extremely thin white mist instantly rose.
The pure energy gathered from the physical body is an important component in building the Niwan Palace.
Sure enough, a date-like object quickly took shape inside the forehead of the real person's remains.
The pure energy that had been almost consumed still flowed into it, and then the spiritual consciousness was born, which was a brand new creature.
At this moment, above the Niwan Palace which was approaching complete and full.
The streak of light has completed its "creation of the world" and has shrunk into a blazing ball of light.
Chen Yu also had an idea at this moment, and the puppet looked towards the place where the light ball was condensed, his eyes in fascination.
This is the mystery of the formation of spiritual roots, which involves some of the secrets of heaven and earth.
Spiritual roots are the foundation for cultivators to pursue the path to immortality, and they also seem to carry the will of the world.
Taking advantage of this "east wind", Chen Yu's control over the power of heaven and earth improved significantly.
Unfortunately, he is unable to reach the deeper levels of mystery and can only watch it flow, giving people a slippery feeling that they cannot grasp.
I am always limited by my realm, but I am not far from the Nascent Soul stage.
It has only been thirty-two years since Chen Yu broke through to the Golden Elixir stage, and he has already reached the pinnacle of this realm.
But he himself has a nine-inch and one-point spiritual root, and he also has an inexhaustible supply of thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, which is why he can achieve such a speed of cultivation.
An eight-inch spiritual root is considered a natural talent, and the efficiency of breathing in spiritual energy suddenly drops to less than 60% of that of a cultivator with a natural spiritual root.
Considering that the life span for foundation building is 300 years and that for golden elixir is 500 years, one can imagine how difficult it is to achieve enlightenment.
The land where the spirit puppet travels is millions of miles in radius, and it provides support for no less than trillions of living beings.
There were only more than twenty living Jindans seen, and nearly half of them were cultivators of the Chelei Sect, enjoying the blessings of the Seven Purple Thunder Peaks.
Tanzhou is ten thousand times larger than Leiyangze, but the number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the open is no more than two hands.
Chen has never met a Dao Lord before, mainly because there is no need to test the limits of high-level cultivators.
For example, he is now at the Golden Core stage, and even though the other party is only a few thousand feet away, he cannot sense that he is being spied on.
The gap between Jindan and Yuanying cultivators must be even greater.
The saying "morning mushrooms do not know the new moon and full moon, and cicadas do not know spring and autumn" is difficult to describe this leap in life levels.
As Chen Yu was digesting what he had gained from this visualization, the rebirth of Luomen Zhenren was quietly coming to an end.
Its soul and body fit together perfectly, with no traces of its own arrangements left behind.
This is a complete living being, no different from the flesh and blood that fell from the mother's womb.
It seems that if we keep the body intact and nourish it with vitality, a new soul will naturally be born over time.
Chen Yu became more curious and awed by the mysteries of heaven and earth.
But how much connection is left between this new foundation-building person and the Luomen Zhenren from a thousand years ago?
When the Taoist priest emerged from the mountain, he revealed a handsome face and a graceful figure.
The Taoist robe he is wearing is also a spiritual weapon, and it is made entirely of spiritual gold threads. After a thousand years, it still looks as good as new.
His spiritual consciousness had just been born and his true energy was still recovering.
The reason why he couldn't wait to be born was because he had no other choice.
"Master Luomen" looked up and saw that the breath of heavenly calamity was already brewing.
Chen Yu's eyes shone. There was actually such a variable.
It is not difficult to understand if you think about it carefully. Although the soul has changed its appearance, the body still exists as before.
With Luomen Zhenren's realm and means, it is naturally difficult to hide from the supreme and ruthless heaven.
It seems that if it weren't for the spiritual pearl that concealed the secret of heaven, Chen Yu, who had just traveled through time, would have to endure such treatment.
The black cloud calamity in the sky was heavy and looked not much weaker than the golden elixir calamity.
This "Luo Men Zhenren" has just awakened, and his true essence and spiritual consciousness are only at the initial stage of foundation building.
Apart from the Taoist robe on his body and the second-grade top-grade Six Life Array beside him, he had nothing to rely on.
If he didn't have any tricks up his sleeve, he would probably be in great danger.
As Chen Yu expected, the catastrophe came in the blink of an eye.
The first dazzling blue lightning was as ferocious as a snake and rushed straight towards the real person.
The formation raised a light curtain to block the attack.
However, the branches and leaves of the six spiritual plants by the pool suddenly dimmed a lot, obviously they were overloaded.
The heavenly thunder did not leave the Taoist much time to breathe, as it struck one after another continuously.
When the seventh thunder struck, the color of the arc was extremely deep, containing terrifying power.
Although it was not as strong as the purple thunder that Chen Yu experienced when he was going through the golden elixir tribulation, it was still not something that a foundation-building cultivator could withstand safely.
At this time, the Six Lives Formation was no longer able to hold on, and the Taoist looked up to the sky in despair.
The rebirth plan that Luomen Zhenren has been waiting for thousands of years seems to be about to fail.