Chapter 221 Advanced Nascent Soul (Part 1)
The "fake infant" monks can be said to be only one step away from the early Yuanying monks.
But this step has troubled more than 90% of the "fake infant" monks, and less than one in ten can condense the Nascent Infant.
It can be seen from this that it takes amazing opportunities and good luck to condense the Nascent Soul.
However, Yang Qian did not immediately try to conceive a baby. Instead, he frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.
“It’s better to be on the safe side.”
Yang Qian took a deep breath, rubbed his hands together, and kneaded in front of him continuously.
Whoosh whoosh——
Streaming light pours out.
Dozens of formation flags continued to fly out of his hand. These formation flags were red, yellow, blue, green, and purple. Each formation flag was engraved with complex runes, and the aura was compelling.
The formation flags slowly unfolded in the air, like screens erected one after another, surrounding Yang Gan.
With a narrowed glance, Yang Qian waved his hands like afterimages. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, dozens of formation flags rushed towards the top, walls and ground of the cave.
Ding ding ding ding!
The crisp sound came one after another at an alarming speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, so many formation flags were completely submerged.
The three-layer protective formation was deployed instantly.
Each large formation is like an invisible wall of spiritual power, tightly protecting the surrounding space.
This is Yang Qian's full preparation for the subsequent condensation of Nascent Soul. After all, this is a crucial matter. Even if this place is sparsely populated, he must be fully prepared.
The first layer of the formation is the "Jedi Ice Formation" which is mainly blue and green. Not only does it have extremely strong defensive performance, but the icy cold air emitted by the formation can slow down the movement of approaching monks and slow down the movement of their spiritual energy. Three points.
The second level of formation is the "Heaven-Bearing Fire and Rain Formation", which is mainly red and yellow. Once a monk breaks through the first level of formation, he will immediately be hit by flame spells falling from the sky and overwhelming the earth.
The third level is the "Ming Ling Thunder Formation", shining with purple light. It is a rare thunder attribute formation. It integrates offense and defense. It is Yang Qian's final guarantee to prevent unexpected situations.
After the arrangement of the formation was completed, Yang Qian sat cross-legged on the futon quietly, suddenly looking at the brilliant formation light screen, he was lost in thought.
"More than a hundred years ago."
Recalling the experience of traveling to this world and entering the world of immortality for more than a hundred years, scenes appeared in Yang Gan's mind as if they happened yesterday.
"My name is Luo Xiaochuan. What do you call this big brother? Could it be that he also followed Captain Yan and joined the Tiandong Company?" The immature boy smiled shyly.
"Yang Gan."
"Senior Brother Yang, I'll say goodbye today. We'll see you again if we have the chance." Han Li, with a dark complexion, said with his fists crossed.
"Junior Brother Han, I look forward to meeting you again."
"Brother Yang, thanks to you, my body of dragon chant can be resolved." Xin Ruyin smiled, her bright eyes filled with confusion and confusion.
"Yin'er, let me heal you some more."
Zheng——
The scene of refining the natal magic weapon "Yi Mu Zheng Lei Sword" seemed to be passing before his eyes, and the evil-fighting divine thunder bloomed dazzlingly.
Scenes of scenes appeared in Yang Qian's mind.
From Tiandong Trading Company, he obtained the second level of the Vajra Technique, the spiritual tool Shuiyun Sword, and used the "Molten Gold Body" to practice body refining, accidentally opening the Hidden Thunder Spiritual Root, and thus began the dual cultivation of law and body.
He has to inherit the "Five Elements Thunder Method", refine the magic weapon Yimu Zhenglei Sword, and condense the evil-repelling divine thunder.
Traveling back and forth between the human world and the spiritual world, his cultivation level continued to improve, and he finally reached the stage before condensing the Nascent Soul. Yang Qian thought of many people, whether they were those who had helped him or those who had evil intentions, as if they were just passing by in front of his eyes. Even the names and appearance of most of the monks were vague in his memory.
In the end, Yang Qian’s thoughts drifted to his past life, that blue planet.
More than a hundred years have passed by in such a hurry like a dream, and it still seems like yesterday. His complexion changes with the movement of his thoughts, just like the cycle of four seasons, with spring, summer, autumn, and winter appearing on his face in the blink of an eye.
Back to the present, Yang Qian closed his eyes, and the pictures in his mind gradually blurred.
At this moment, Yang Qian felt relaxed like never before.
He understood a lot, as if he had seen his future self.
Yang Gan's expression became calm and peaceful. He raised his head and scanned the entire stone hall of the cave, his heart filled with emotion.
He knew that he had found his true self and the true Tao.
There is only one belief in Yang Qian's heart now.
Make a baby!
"Ice Fire Spiritual Essence Pill!" Yang Qian opened his palms with narrowed eyes and stared at the rare spiritual fruit he had just taken out. Under the hot and cold elixir mixed with the spiritual mist, he opened his mouth without hesitation, sucked it gently, and swallowed it directly. Go down.
Then he took out seven or eight bottles and cans again.
These are the various elixirs and medicinal liquids that Yang Qian has found over the years. They are all rare things that can assist in conceiving a baby.
Concentrate the mind, gather energy, improve energy, strengthen the foundation, and have a complete range.
Yang Qian carefully opened each bottle and jar, and a stream of rich spiritual energy instantly filled the cave. He took a deep breath, poured out all the rare elixirs and medicinal liquids, and looked at the many things floating in the air. Dan liquid, suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it in.
Whoosh——
Suddenly, all the elixirs and spiritual fluids were swallowed by him one after another.
This was not over yet. Yang Qianjian clicked the storage spirit ring twice without hesitation, and three talismans with flashing spiritual light flew out from it and lined up in sequence.
"Latent Talisman"
"Juyuan Fu"
"Magic Talisman"
Yang Qian looked at the three suspended talisman papers, and his thoughts drifted away.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to take a picture, and three talismans with flashing auras "swooshed" a few times, drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell into his hands.
He pinched the three talismans and lightly slid his fingertips across their surfaces, as if feeling the imprints of their runes. The next moment, Yang Gan took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, murmured something in his mouth, and rubbed the three talismans. It is instantly activated and applied from three positions: Tianling Gai, Dantian and chest.
The brilliance flashed and then stood still.
"Hoo——"
Yang Qian let out a long breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, crossed his legs and kneaded the formula, and slowly started to operate the technique. His body began to glow faintly, as if enveloped by a layer of golden mist.
In the entire cave, there were only three layers of magic circles filled with complex runes, which continued to exude a frightening aura. It became extremely silent, and no sound was heard anymore.
The stone hall instantly became quiet, as if even time had stood still.
For several months, not only this cave, but the entire mountain range fell into silence.
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Until one day several months later.
A team was marching slowly in the mountains, back and forth, stretching for six or seven miles.
(End of chapter)