249 Soul World
249 Soul World
When Mo Jian took the first white spiritual virtual divine grass, the mysterious medicinal power of the spiritual grass was like moistening the spring rain of the earth and the flame of tempering refined iron. At the peak of the seventh level of the Soul Emperor, his cultivation has stopped for a long time, and almost a moment later, he reached the eighth level of the Soul Emperor.
But the pace of quenching has not stopped.
Mo Jian's soul has always been in a mysterious process of nourishing and refining. This is such a wonderful experience - every moment, he can clearly feel that his eyes are becoming brighter, his ears are becoming smarter, his mind is becoming wider, his reaction is becoming more keener, and his wisdom is more smoother...
An hour later, Mo Jian took the second thousand-hearted vine.
The wonderful state of the soul being quenched has never dissipated, and it becomes stronger when the medicinal power of thousands of hearts completely melts into the limbs.
Two hours, Mo Jian took the last heart fire flower.
With a fiery airflow stirring all over his body, he clearly felt that his soul seemed to be burning by the fire. The previous cold medicinal power ushered in opposing attributes at this moment. In an instant, a mysterious change appeared all over him.
Mo Jian clearly felt that the blood of Rasha, which was absorbed by himself, has been constantly spreading cold and pure power in the process of taking spiritual grass, like the sun releasing light all the time.
"Hum! Buzz! Buzz!"
At this time, Mo Jian suddenly made three loud noises in his mind, like the roar of bells, making a continuous sound. Then, a golden light suddenly emitted from his soul!
The next moment, a vast sky appeared in Mo Jian's mind.
The difference is that in this sky, eight huge steps appear in the sky, like eight high steps across the east and west, floating quietly in the void.
Mo Jian's intention told him that he had to go there!
In the eyes of Du Miao in the room, he was practicing quietly, with strange brilliance all over his body.
"This is...this is...the soul world! Three spiritual objects actually let me open up my own soul world by chance!" Mo Jian's whole body was shocked.
For the soul emperor, quenching the soul is the most important and difficult step in cultivation.
The world of the soul is the biggest shortcut to refine the soul.
The eight strange meridians of the human body jump in the body. However, when this jump and the rhythm of various elements between heaven and earth feel and connect with each other, the soul will also integrate into the whole world and become extremely sharp and mysterious.
Once you realize this connection between yourself and heaven and earth, the practitioner's soul will step into a situation unimaginable by ordinary soul emperors.
There are eight strange scriptures, namely, Du, Ren, Chong, Belt, Yin, Yang, Yin and Yang, collectively known as the eight strange meridians. The jumping connection between them and heaven and earth includes the pulse of the governor's water, the pulse of the vein wind, the pulse of the pulse of the pulse fire, the pulse of the vein wood, the pulse of the yin vein gold, the pulse of the yang stilt vein soil, the pulse of the yin-dimensional vein yang, and the pulse of the yang dimension vein.
"This must be the world of souls! Such a situation only occurs in the world of gods and souls!" Mo Jian thought excitedly and said secretly, "Of course, without the blood of Rasha, I would not have been able to use these three spiritual objects to connect to the world of gods and souls! Every minute and every second is extremely important, and I must not waste any opportunity!"
With this thought, bright eyes fell on the first ladder.
At this time, from the top of the first step, a terrible torrent surged down, covering every step of the stairs tightly. The speed of the torrent is unparalleled, and Mo Jian even has a feeling. If you are in the torrent, the terrible shock wave will turn your body into powder.
After the torrent rushed down the steps, it mysteriously disappeared.
"It's no wonder I have to climb the eight steps! So it's such a test!" Mo Jian gritted his teeth and went to the stairs. Looking at the torrent that rushed down and disappeared at his feet, he resolutely stepped in.
"Boom..."
The terrible torrent directly blew Mo Jian away for several feet. In front of Mo Jian, the torrent spreading from the stairs disappeared again, and in front of him was a vast river. The waves are rolling, and the waves are strong. On the other side of the river bank, there is a rare golden doorway, shining golden light. Obviously, that is the second doorway to the golden tower.
To enter the first weight, you must cross the river.
However, the water of the river is much heavier than the ordinary water flow. Between the terrible waves, Mo Jian's body is like a leaf, washed away by the tide, and suddenly comes here and there. Under such huge waves, even with Mo Jian's current cultivation, there is no way to control his body at all.
This is simply not the river flow in the lower world, but the Tianhe River at the highest plane!
If it goes on like this, not to mention a few months, I'm afraid that I will be hit by the waves all my life and finally die in it.
All flying soul weapons, on the river, can't float at all and sink directly into the bottom of the water.
Mo Jian, who has been almost exhausted by the big waves** for a long time, suddenly flashed in his mind: "Let me feel the pulse of the water here and see if it is feasible!"
With this thought, he tried the wonderful pulse of the water, and Mo Jian quickly sensed the pulse of the water in the river.
Mo Jian closed his eyes directly, and Ren Botao rushed his body from the peak to the valley, and then from the valley to the peak. Gradually, the pulse of the water of the river merged with his tremor. The next moment, Mo Jian's heart was already bright and he secretly said, "To cross this river and reach the second level, I must make my governor's pulse beat and be completely integrated with the pulse of the river's water, and there can be no deviation in rhythm. In this way, when I merge with the big river, the big river will naturally no longer resist me. Then, I will be able to cross this river!"
At the thought of this, the tension in my heart completely disappeared. With a deep understanding of the pulse of the river, he began to capture the pulse of the river and look for the rhythm and law of its beating. Gradually, Mo Jian felt that his pressure was slowly getting lighter. Although the big wave is still washing its body mercilessly, the impact is much less than before.
Looking for the law and rhythm of the pulse of the whole river water, and try his best to integrate himself with this rhythm into one. Mo Jian's perception of the pulse of the river is rising rapidly every second.
A day later, Mo Jian, who had been closing his eyes, smiled, and his body suddenly rolled in the stormy waves like a swimming fish, extremely dexterous. The river is thousands of feet wide. A quarter of an hour later, he has crossed it and came to the shore.
When Mo Jian's pulse trembles and completely integrates with the pulse of the river, he is like a water flower in the river, and the huge waves will no longer cause trouble to him.
Looking back at the rolling river, Mo Jian smiled faintly and gently stepped out of the river. Finally, he climbed the first step and took a short rest. Mo Jian climbed to the second floor.
is still an extremely similar scenario to the first level.
But this time, the water turned into a black tornado, roaring crazily. Before Mo Jian approached, a strong suction was about to pull him in.
Trnado? First the water, then the wind... It seems that the eight steps of the soul world correspond to the eight pulses of the soul. If so, the next layer is fire!"
What appeared in front of Mo Jian was a huge flat land, about at least ten miles. And on this flat ground, a huge tornado covered almost ten miles of land. From the sky to the ground, it was full of long black winds. At the other end of the flat ground, the golden light clearly leads to the third floor of the gate.
With the experience in the river, Mo Jian allowed the tornado to blow his body crazily. At the bottom of my heart, there was no wave in the ancient well, silently sensed the rhythm of the pulsation of the tornado, and slowly adjusted to his own vein.
Three hours later, after Mo Jian had a new perception and understanding of the pulse of the wind, his pulse trembled completely integrated with the pulse of the wind in the tornado, no longer distinguishing from each other.
Mo Jian's body gradually moved forward in the tornado, which was still raging, but it did not cause him trouble when the pulses of the two sides were completely compatible.
Mo Jian came to the third golden gate and secretly gritted his teeth, knowing that the real test began from now on.
Entering the third golden tower is exactly the same as Mo Jian guessed. There are flames burning on the 100-foot stairs, and the whole staircase is like a sea of fire. Three feet away from the fire, the terrible temperature has stung Mo Jian's skin.
"If I rush in now, I'm afraid it won't take long to be burned to black ash!" Mo Jian frowned, took off his clothes, and put himself naked **, drawing himself closer to the sea of fire. In an instant, the terrible heat seemed to cook the body.
At such a temperature, clothes will burn all of a sudden.
The violent temperature is devouring Mo Jian's body, and at the same time, the beating of the fire element is also quietly felt and familiar. Mo Jian quietly felt the pulse of the fire element, the tension at the bottom of the flame, the upward impact of the flame, and the flame gently swings up and down, turning into a series of wonderful messages, reflecting on the body.
Three hours later, Mo Jian retreated a few times with pain all over his body. The whole flesh and blood have been burned red by the flames, and if it goes on like this, the body will be seriously injured.
After taking out three eighth-order elixirs, he did not care about the transportation and interest, and continued to receive tempering.
In the next few days, the flames in Mo Jian and the third golden tower were completely on.
At this moment, the distance between Mo Jian and the flame is only three feet. He moved this distance forward little by little. With the gradual perception of the pulse of fire, the damage to him by the flame is gradually decreasing.
At this time, the silenced pulse suddenly began to become hot. Mo Jian was overjoyed and knew that the seven-day sleepless feeling finally woke up the pulse and made a subtle connection with the fire elements in the outside world.
With a breath, he went straight to the front of the stairs, and there was only one inch away from the flame.
The unprecedented heat made Mo Jian's body tremble, and then clenched his teeth. Slowly, the pulse began to tremble slightly, and then gradually connected with the pulse of the fire element. I don't know when the pulse and the nearby fire elements have reflected each other.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound in Mo Jian's body. After initially understanding the pulse of fire, the shackles of the pulse were broken and penetrated. He clearly felt that his soul had ushered in unprecedented refinement again...
When Mo Jian climbed the fifth step, what appeared in front of him this time seemed to be a miniature world. The surrounding area is green, and the big trees and plants seem to have been reduced countless times, and the highest is only one foot.
I dodged and jumped, and my body was light again. Instead, he was stunned to see that he was already in a dense forest, surrounded by weeds higher than himself, but surrounded by hundreds of feet of towering trees.
And on the steps, these weeds are short and close to a layer of moss. Those towering trees are only seven or eight inches to one foot high.
The way of cultivation is really mysterious and incredible.
Looking up, only the endless dense forest spreads. Only the western sky, shining with a faint golden light, is the next entrance. Mo Jian walked towards the west for about a quarter of an hour and was shocked to find that he was actually spinning in place. A quarter of an hour later, he returned to his original place.
In my heart, I secretly blame myself that this dense forest is clearly the place where I feel the pulse of the vein wood. To really reach the West, you must find the pulse of this forest to mark the real direction for yourself. Otherwise, this is a real labyrinth forest that can never go out.
Mo Jian began to feel the pulse of wood again.
Compars with the rest of the pulse, the wood pulse is the most bland, and there will be no danger in this forest. However, the pulse of wood is also the most complicated.
Because whether it is grass, trees, or flowers, they all belong to wood. However, the pulses transmitted by different plants are not the same.
Five days have passed, and he has been in the forest for half a month. Mo Jian's pulse of the vein wood still did not get any good.
Mo Jian is anxious, and the pulse of wood is far away. Is it possible that his cultivation in the world of the soul will end here?
Mo Jian, who was exhausted, lay on the ground and said secretly, "I can definitely do it!" I must get out of here!"
At this time, his body trembled violently.
Before, all the pulses and tremors he had been struggling to understand were all vegetation on the surface. Now when he lies on the ground and his body is close to the ground, a slight pulse is automatically perceived by him.
That's the pulse of vitality!
"So, the true meaning of the pulse of wood is here!" Mo Jian laughed wildly and immediately lay down, quietly feeling the roots of infinite creatures, the rhythm and rhythm of hitting the ground, and the mysterious pulse gradually became familiar with his ideas.
The pulse finally trembled.
"Bang!"
After a whole day and night, Mo Jian's body made a dull sound. It was at this moment that the pulse of the pulse of the wood was full of perception. The true qi was like a fierce horse running wildly, getting more and pure, and at the same time, running to the pulse that had never been reached...
26 days after the soul world, Mo Jian began to refine the last yin and yang pulse.
According to the previous practice, Mo Jian thought that he felt the pulse of yin and yang and should make himself appear in the land of polar yin and polar yang. I never thought about it, but it is a world completely different from ordinary world.
The first six of the eight pulses, water, wind, fire, wood, gold and earth, are all touched and visible by practitioners. However, the last two yin and yang qi are completely impaled.
In addition, the yin-dimensional vein produces yang pulse, and the yang-dimensional vein produces yin-dimensional pulse, which is the opposite of yin and yang. Therefore, when the yin-dimensional vein and yang-dimensional vein are connected and fused with the pulse, it is also ten times more difficult than the previous six veins.
When Mo Jian tried for a few days and still didn't get any benefit, Mo Jian put his last hope on the mysterious and unpredictable view of heaven. This skill, which he practiced when he was not a soul, is still very helpful now called the soul emperor.
I don't know when an unprecedented scene appeared in front of Mo Jian.
The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the wind elements blowing in the air, appeared in front of Mo Jian in a colorful form. In addition, there are two subtle airflows, all invisible, but one is cold and one is hot, drifting endlessly in the sky.
The two weak airflows are clearly yin and yang.
Although the yin and yang are weak, they are everywhere. Mo Jian's mind fell on the airflow of the sun, and his soul became extremely keen. Everything in heaven and earth fell into his heart and turned to perceive the strange rhythms in it little by little.
Time flows so fast. It would be extremely energy-consuming to feel this pulse. However, under the view of mending the sky, Mo Jian not only did not feel tired at all, but became more and more refreshed.
The Yinwei vein finally showed a slight tremor.
It's just different from the previous six veins. From the beginning, the tremor of the Yinwei vein seemed to have the taste of going its own way, regardless of the yang qi from the outside world. Under the guidance of Mo Jian, it tends to be connected with the rhythm of yin qi.
Mo Jian was shocked. If the yin veins and yin qi merge, his only end will be to destroy the veins and become disabled. At present, he tries his best to guide the rhythm of the yin-dimensional vein. Slowly, the rhythm of the yin-dimensional vein is forcibly introduced into the yang qi...
The tremor of the yin-dimensional vein and the rhythm in the yang qi gradually begin to echo. When there is a response, Mo Jian's yin-dimensional vein sends out the severe pain of a cup of tea!
This is the result of the collision of yin and yang!
Three days later, when the trembling of the Yinwei vein and the rhythm of the yang qi turned into a neat and uniform rhythm, and the two sides trembled in unison, Mo Jian's body made a dull sound.
"Bang!"
The soul instantly spread to the yin vein that has never been reached!
A sense of pure and agility, from the pulse and trembling of the eight strange meridians, is connected with the extremely mysterious tremor between heaven and earth, giving him a wonderful feeling that he has become a part between heaven and earth. Between heaven and earth, all the movement trajectories of everything are familiar.
This is extremely pure and flexible. This is a height that ordinary people can't reach after the incredible quenching of the soul.
However, Mo Jian completed the pulsating cultivation of the eight veins in the world of the soul, and even integrated with the mysterious pulsations between heaven and earth.
If such a feat spread out, the world must be shocked.
And Mo Jian on the first floor just opened his eyes gently, with the light of great wisdom in his bright eyes, and muttered, "The world of soul is really good! How many people in the world can compare with my current soul? In this case, revenge immediately!"