Chapter 282: Heaven-sent spiritual fetus! Nian Shangxie and Ye Beichen (5k great chapter)

Ten thousand feet of firmament, sun and moon rubbing, time raises a thousand layers of waves.

Quiet blue sky, how many immortality seekers since ancient times, and how many have proven Pure Yang?

The road to longevity, the path of immortality, Dao methods hidden in our sect, three or five people, discussing length and shortness in the treasure hall!

"Li Changsheng... longevity... Corpse-Dissection hoping to become an immortal... Is there really longevity in this world?"

Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul shot into the sky, mysterious aura permeating, like the hot blood in his heart, surging and surging.

Li Changsheng!

Becoming an immortal!

Throughout history, how many predecessors have followed one after another, wanting to find the end on this road, see the hope of rubbing the sun and moon, and break the barrier of crossing time.

However, there are many bones on the road to seeking immortality, and no one can see the Jade Emperor.

They lived for it, they died for it, they went crazy for it... even if they became such monsters before their eyes, they would not hesitate.

Corpse-Dissection to become an immortal, not human in the red dust, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they pursue it bitterly.

"Waiting bitterly for hundreds of years, becoming such a monster... Is there really longevity in this world?"

At this moment, a trace of doubt and hesitation arose in Zhang Fan's heart.

He did not think his talent could be compared with those predecessors.

Not to mention anything else, just the Daoist who guarded Mount Chanbao, Corpse-Dissection to become an immortal, Nascent Soul entrusted to the sword, the torment of hundreds of years of time—this kind of character and perseverance was not something ordinary people could endure.

Roar...

The huge meat fungus let out a roar, like a dragon's groan, like a beast's roar, shaking the mountains and forests, sweeping the wind and clouds, washing the blue sky clean, revealing the flowing light of great stars.

Life and death, illusion and extinction, even if the Nascent Soul is entrusted to the magic sword, it will not be a pile of wild grass and withered mounds in this red dust.

Corpse-Dissection to become an immortal is not human. That is not true transcendence, nor is it true immortality, but a wisp of obsession that does not extinguish, achieving such a monster before one's eyes.

It is fissioning!

It is growing!

It lives in death, yet grows toward life, only to approach the longed-for longevity.

"With this thought alone, one is destined to have no connection with Pure Yang!"

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul turned into a stream of light, entwining toward that mysterious magic sword.

For the Daoist in Mount Chanbao, he felt respect, but also pity.

This path was wrong from the very beginning.

Rumble...

The mysterious magic sword vibrated violently, terrifying sword light shooting into the sky, floating and vanishing.

In an instant, it seemed as if ten thousand streaks of fire light shone brilliantly. Where the edge was revealed, two terrible auras collided in one place, like Yin and Yang reversing, like dragon and tiger killing each other!

"Brother..." Qi Dongqiang's face trembled, shouting in loss of voice.

"Nascent Soul devouring each other..." Qi Delong clenched his fists involuntarily.

This is the method of the Wu Wei Sect, the Dao method is smooth, harvesting and nourishing the Nascent Soul. But seeing the blue clouds, there is smoke rising, killing intent steals life, and the Wu Wei creates mysterious formulas.

"Brother, he really has a huge connection with the Wu Wei Sect. If he weren't an orthodox direct descendant, he wouldn't have this aura!" Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but say.

"Shut up!" Qi Delong gave a low shout, his gaze fixed, staring dead at the top of the huge meat fungus, looking at the magic sword vibrating mysteriously.

Rumble...

Gray light rose violently, as if the edge of that magic sword turned into the outline of the meat fungus, pouncing and killing.

The next moment, bright light revealed Zhang Fan's figure. He sat cross-legged, black and white Qi rising around his body, rotating back and forth, like a god and a demon.

Hum...

The gray light, the moment it touched the black and white Qi, seemed to encounter unprecedented fear, and suddenly collapsed.

"God-Demon Holy Fetus... Not yet out of the Great Night of No Light, yet already obtained the essence of this method..." Qi Delong said with a solemn expression.

"Brother, his Nascent Soul really has a huge problem, beyond the norm, not of the Daoist Nascent Soul category..." Qi Dongqiang also saw the problem.

Rumble...

After the gray light collapsed, it aggregated again, and a light shadow in the shape of a Daoist jumped out, only it was broken and incomplete.

"Corpse-Dissection to become an immortal, it is indeed a dead end. That Daoist wasted hundreds of years of time, and his Nascent Soul is already incomplete..." Qi Delong saw the clues.

"Even if incomplete, it is very terrifying. If we can't take it down now, wait for him to recover, then it will be..." Qi Dongqiang stopped talking.

A figure from hundreds of years ago, even if he had exhausted his essence and wasted his time, was not something an ordinary expert could deal with.

Rumble...

That Daoist's broken Nascent Soul vibrated violently, actually resonating with the mysterious magic sword. The next moment, a huge phantom shadow slowly rose behind him. Having passed through hundreds of years, it was already blurred, but what accompanied it was a wisp of incense wafting, red light burning, and strange fragrance never ending.

"The Zhang family's deification method!" Qi Delong's gaze shook.

Just now in the sacrificial temple, he knew that this Daoist came from Mount Long Hu. Now it seems he was also a direct descendant of the Zhang family, having been deified and named.

It's just that his divine position was no longer there, but the incense remained, drifting in the world. Even an ordinary Nascent Soul would have to kowtow upon seeing it, unable to cross the chasm by half a step.

Incense is one of the most incredible powers in the human world.

The world is vast, and only immortals and gods can feast on incense, because it hides the purest thoughts of all living beings, whether it is piety, prayer, desire, respect, or fear... various pure thoughts arise spontaneously, merging into the incense, becoming the resources of immortals and gods.

Thoughts, for people in the secular world, are a great tribulation of cultivation.

Rumble...

That wisp of incense wafted, just approaching, and the black and white Qi around Zhang Fan's body dissipated, vanishing without a trace.

The burning incense entwined toward Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul. The latter suddenly shrank into a ball, the fire light wafting, the fragrance surging, as if wanting to destroy it and make it a tribute to that immortal god.

Thump thump... thump thump...

Just then, a strange fluctuation came from that ball of incense, as if a heart were beating, surging and law-abiding.

The next moment, a layer of Nascent Light rose, carrying undying brilliance.

One layer...

Two layers...

Three layers...

The Triple Nascent Light became more vast, and that strange fluctuation became stronger, like breathing, actually devouring that ball of incense Qi.

Hum...

The burning incense peeled off like a silkworm cocoon, revealing Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul.

At this moment, it was like a clay sculpture in a temple, sitting cross-legged, inhaling that ball of incense Qi in large mouthfuls.

"Brother... he... he is receiving incense with his Nascent Soul!?" Qi Dongqiang's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look.

Even for people of the Long Hu Zhang family, only by deifying and setting up statues can they feast on faith and receive that human incense.

"Too demonic..." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

Rumble...

The fluctuation of Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul became more terrifying. The Triple Nascent Light behind him vibrated violently, actually separating again at this moment.

Another layer!

Quadruple Nascent Light!

"He has advanced!"

One layer of Nascent Light, perhaps for others it takes years, or even decades of hard work.

Whoosh...

Zhang Fan's black and white Qi rose again, like smoke and clouds drifting, directly entwining toward the mysterious magic sword.

He not only wanted to devour the incense, but even the Daoist's Nascent Soul he was unwilling to let go.

Hum...

The Daoist Nascent Soul vibrated, revealing cracks, essence pouring out, mixed with the burning incense, being devoured by Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul.

Rumble...

The Nascent Light behind Zhang Fan vibrated again. Outside the quadruple, another layer was born.

Quintuple Nascent Light.

Great Being Quintuple Realm!

"He advanced too fast!" Qi Delong's gaze was fierce, and he couldn't help but reveal a look of envy.

Great Being realm, every layer of realm advancement is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

In Mount Laojun, there are many people trapped in this realm, unable to break the shackles for their whole lives.

Nine layers of Nascent Light, just like nine layers of heavenly steps, difficult, difficult, difficult, as difficult as ascending to the nine heavens.

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul, however, experienced transformation at this moment, incense tempering, Nascent Soul extraction, like wind and fire refining, like creation rebirth.

His brilliance became more dazzling, like the moon rotating, like the sun shining, burning without extinguishing, living without stopping.

Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, two Nascent Souls in one body, separated by such a distance, could not help but feel the pressure that made their hearts tremble at this moment.

Hum...

Suddenly, that Daoist Nascent Soul attached to the magic sword, a sword light shot into the sky, shaking the clouds.

"Not good!"

"That Daoist has awakened, the Nascent Soul is not an opponent, so he wants to destroy Zhang Fan's physical body!"

The huge meat fungus wriggled crazily, beginning to collapse toward the inside. The terrible pressure made Zhang Fan wake up. The Nascent Soul returned to the physical body. He opened his eyes wide, his essence surging, better than before. The Bai Bai Gu She Li was sacrificed in front of his body, Dragon-Toad Treasure Qi weaving, offsetting the pressure around him.

Rumble...

Just then, the Soldier-Dissection magic sword came suddenly, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, slashing directly toward Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly. He sacrificed the Bai Bai Gu She Li, Dragon-Toad Treasure Qi like a long tail swinging, colliding with that sword light. Fire light splashed, and the powerful force shook Zhang Fan away. The wriggling meat fungus followed, entwining toward his limbs and torso.

Unable to defeat you on the Nascent Soul level, then directly destroy your physical body.

Destruction on the physical level can end everything.

No matter how strong Zhang Fan is, he is just a body of flesh and blood. How can he deal with such a huge monster!?

"Brother, think of a way. If that thing refines Zhang Fan and swallows such a big supplement, it really won't be suppressed." Qi Dongqiang shouted urgently.

"Can it be suppressed now?" Qi Delong gritted his teeth.

Bang...

Suddenly, a deafening sound exploded in the mountain. Immediately after, a terrifying fire light whistled past Qi Delong's ear, accompanied by dazzling lightning.

That streak of thunder fire was like a divine soldier descending, actually piercing through the body of the huge meat fungus, smashing open a hole comparable to a football field.

Zhang Fan fell with the falling meat chunks, smashing heavily onto the ground.

"Zhang Fan..."

Qi Delong saw this, stepped out, and rushed over like flying, helping him up.

!

"Are you okay?"

"I'm okay..."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, only feeling that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Just now, he only felt that he had fallen into a huge meat grinder.

"Just now was..." Zhang Fan looked at Qi Delong.

"Little Qi, you two brothers also have such a miserable day."

Just then, a light laugh came from the distance, carrying a touch of mockery.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a Daoist walking over from the distance, hanging a gourd at his waist, followed by a little girl dragging luggage.

"Uncle Chang!?" Qi Delong saw the person coming, his eyes lighting up.

"Hello, two Senior Brothers Qi." The little girl put down her luggage and greeted.

"Little Chenzhe is also here." Qi Dongqiang smiled.

Chang Weiyang is an expert at the Three Tian Shi level of Mount Laojun. As early as when he entered Mount Chanbao, he had already notified the sect. Now that people have come, this is finally stable.

"Is this your friend?"

Chang Weiyang walked over, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally looking at Zhang Fan.

"Yes, his name is Zhang Fan, a disciple of Mount Zhenwu." Qi Delong nodded.

"Surname Zhang!?"

Chang Weiyang's gaze narrowed slightly, a trace of deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

Roar...

In the distance, the huge meat fungus let out a roar, the broken and opened part extending dense tentacles, weaving and merging, actually filling the huge loophole just now.

"Heaven-sent spiritual fetus, if born there must be a tribulation. This monster has become its guardian." Chang Weiyang couldn't help but sigh.

Heaven-sent spiritual fetus, not so easy to be born.

Back then, that Daoist created so much slaughter, and even practiced 【Jingguan Corpse Mound】 and such things, just to divide the tribulation for the heaven-sent spiritual fetus, but he didn't know he was also in the tribulation, and in the end, he became the guardian beast of the heaven-sent spiritual fetus.

"Uncle, the heaven-sent spiritual fetus must be below." Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but say.

"Do I need you to tell me?"

Chang Weiyang squinted, not even looking at that monster, but instead casting his gaze toward the vast night.

"Daoist friend, since you have come, why not show yourself and meet first?"

After the words fell, strange emotions rose in everyone's hearts. Looking up, they saw a man wearing a Daoist robe actually stepping on the wind and coming, quite having the charm of an immortal.

"Ye Beichen, long time no see." Chang Weiyang said lightly.

Zhang Fan heard this and couldn't help but be moved.

Ye Beichen of Mount Zhongnan, and Liu Liu Nan Xu of Mount Zhenwu, are known as the Twin Heavens.

Liu Liu Nan Xu, he had seen.

He didn't expect to see Ye Beichen again today.

"Daoist brother, you have come, why didn't you greet me?" Ye Beichen said lightly.

His gaze was sharp, and in his eyes, it seemed there was only Chang Weiyang left, and nothing else.

In fact, reaching his realm, he couldn't hold Zhang Fan, Qi Delong, and these juniors.

"I won't say the words of wishing a happy new year." Chang Weiyang shook his head: "Solve that thing first, then make other calculations."

"Also!" Ye Beichen pondered slightly and nodded.

The calculations they mentioned naturally refer to the ownership of the heaven-sent spiritual fetus.

"Juniors, all retreat."

Chang Weiyang whispered. Before the words were finished, Ye Beichen had already moved.

He stepped out, fierce winds surging around his body, actually like a sword, rising vertically and horizontally, crashing toward the huge meat fungus.

In front of that monster, Ye Beichen was as small as a withered leaf. However, the withered leaf drifted, and the wind it rolled up was like a huge sword, actually cutting the huge meat fungus into hundreds of pieces in an instant.

"Holy crap..." Qi Delong's eyes widened.

Zhang Fan's hands were even more tightly clenched.

It was really in the blink of an eye that the monster that had been arrogant just a moment ago was cut into pieces one after another.

Rumble...

At the same time, the gourd in Chang Weiyang's hand opened violently, a thunder fire light shooting into the sky, surging like a flood breaking a dam, instantly swallowing those pieces of meat, turning them into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

"This... is it over?"

Zhang Fan and Qi Delong looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"This is the Three Tian Shi!" Zhang Fan whispered.

On the messy ground, there were still some meat chunks remaining, stained with undying thunder fire, wriggling slightly, then turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Ye Beichen walked toward the scorched land. Looking at it, he could vaguely see fleshy tentacles like roots deep underground, not knowing where they extended.

"Daoist brother's methods are too ruthless, let me do it, don't hurt that heaven-sent spiritual fetus." Chang Weiyang suggested.

Ye Beichen pondered slightly, didn't speak, just slowly retreated to the side.

Chang Weiyang walked to the scorched land and threw the gourd in his hand directly. The latter fell to the ground, making a dull sound, as if this gourd weighed a thousand pounds.

The next moment, the surrounding soil and rocks actually began to collapse and rot, surging and spreading toward the surroundings like a mudslide.

Rumble...

Just then, a treasure light shot into the sky, accompanied by mottled red clouds.

Such a phenomenon, Zhang Fan and Qi Delong couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

Three feet underground, a huge deep pit appeared. There was actually a huge clam pearl, mysterious patterns like talismans attached to it, water Qi boiling around it, but inside the clam pearl, a group of fire light was scorching, like magma boiling, faintly forming a human shape, like a placenta.

"Kan position, Li form, water and fire nurture spirit!" Qi Delong whispered in loss of voice, a trace of obsession in his eyes.

The human body has water and fire, filling Kan and filling Li, so it can reverse and become an immortal.

Heaven-sent spiritual fetus, snatching creation, born with this phenomenon.

"This is the heaven-sent spiritual fetus..." Zhang Fan said dazed.

"That is not the true heaven-sent spiritual fetus yet..." Qi Delong said in a low voice.

Heaven-sent spiritual fetus, if it is truly born, the phenomenon moves heaven, that would be amazing?

Now this one is still in the womb and has not taken shape.

"Now we can make calculations."

Ye Beichen looked at that heaven-sent spiritual fetus, even as a Three Tian Shi, ripples could not help but rise in his pupils at this moment.

"Still have to wait." Chang Weiyang shook his head.

"Wait for what?" Ye Beichen's words just came out, his brow wrinkled, and he couldn't help but look toward the depths of the deep mountain.

"Hehe, worthy of being a Three Tian Shi of the Daoist famous mountain, the perception is sharp."

Just then, a slow laugh came from the quiet night, carrying three points of coldness.

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, only feeling that this voice was extremely familiar.

He and Qi Delong looked at each other and subconsciously looked toward the sound.

In the vast night, a middle-aged man wearing a mountain patrol uniform walked over stepping on the moonlight, followed by two figures.

"Rooster!"

"Horse!"

Zhang Fan raised his brow, but recognized these two old acquaintances. At this time, the latter were also staring at him covetously.

However, Zhang Fan only glanced at them, and his gaze was attracted by the mountain patrolman.

"Old Nian!?"

"Nian Shangxie!" Ye Beichen gave a low roar, actually calling out the other party's name.

Chang Weiyang squinted, with deep meaning.

"You know him?"

"He is Tai Sui, named Nian Shangxie." Ye Beichen said coldly.

"Tai Sui!?"

Chang Weiyang's gaze sank. Obviously, reaching his level, he naturally knew the existence of Tai Sui.

"Junior brother, long time no see!" Nian Shangxie grinned: "Li Linglong's big lick-dog, now licked into the position of Three Tian Shi. The good fortune in this world is really uncertain!"

"You are looking for death!"

After the words fell, Ye Beichen's anger shot into the sky, accompanied by the roar of thunder in the sky.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 283 =====

Chang Weiyang's gaze sank slightly; clearly, having reached his level, he naturally knew of the existence of the Tai Sui.

"Junior brother, long time no see!" Nian Shangxie grinned and chuckled: "Li Linglong's great sycophant has now licked his way to the position of Three Tian Shi. The fortunes of this world are truly unpredictable!"

"You are courting death!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Beichen's fury soared to the heavens, accompanied by the roaring of thunder across the sky.

(End of this chapter)