Seeking the Way of Immortality

In the Kunpeng Ruins, Wu Zheng followed Yang Yong's advice and refined all the Nine Heavens Gangfeng he had captured before.

In the process of exerting the power of time and space at the same time, Wu Zheng's consciousness was also being tempered, especially in the process of refining the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, which required a lot of energy, and the refining of each strand was not simple. When all the Nine Heavens Gangfeng were refined, Wu Zheng's consciousness was unconsciously promoted to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the Yuanshen reappeared.

In Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness, the Yuanshen seemed to be illusory, between the real and the real, but it was much stronger than the Yuanshen condensed by the "Division of the Soul" before, and even stronger than the Yuanshen in the previous transformation of the soul.

There is no time in cultivation. Wu Zheng, who was immersed in cultivation, didn't know how much time had passed. With the growth of his consciousness, the power of time and the power of space quietly operated, and the flow of time slowed down. Maybe it was just an hour, maybe it had been several days or even months, but Wu Zheng didn't feel much about all this.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Wu, for achieving the position of Yuanshen."

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Yang's suggestion."

Yang Yong's sword spirit body can actually break away from the Red Emperor Sword and float in the Hun Tian Ding, allowing the overflowing strong wind to invade, as if he is not afraid.

"Hehe, I have to thank Fellow Daoist Wu, otherwise Yang's sword spirit body will not be able to withstand such a fierce strong wind."

"Fellow Daoist Yang, how can your sword spirit body ignore the strong wind?" Wu Zheng said in shock.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't be surprised. If your Yuanshen wants to go further, I suggest that you can temper it with strong wind."

Yang Yong is not satisfied until he makes a shocking statement. This suggestion is not to be underestimated, but the good fortune contained in it is also very great.

If Wu Zheng's Yuanshen can really withstand the strong wind, even the nine-day strong wind, then his consciousness will rise to another level, and it is unknown whether he can reach the state of transformation in one fell swoop.

"This is very dangerous. I suggest that you absorb the strong wind with the Hun Tian Ding first, and then let your soul be tempered by the strong wind in the Hun Tian Ding. It is a good idea to do it slowly." Yang Yong said with a smile.

Wu Zheng thought about it for a while and felt that this method was feasible: "What you said makes sense."

"Wu Daoyou, I have another unwelcome request. I wonder if you can let me carry the Red Emperor Sword to chase the Nine Heavens Strong Wind?" Yang Yong said with a smile.

"These are all trivial matters. You can go by yourself." After speaking, Wu Zheng released the control of the Red Emperor Sword. Yang Yong clasped his fists to Wu Zheng and drove the Red Emperor Sword away without a trace.

Trust people when you employ them, and don't employ them when you doubt them. Yang Yong has his own thoughts, and Wu Zheng naturally has his own thoughts.

At this moment, Wu Zheng put his soul into the Hun Tian Ding, and his body left the Hun Tian Ding. While controlling his soul to adapt to the strong wind, he used his mind to find a new Nine Heavens Strong Wind.

When the strong wind touched the Yuanshen, it was like scraping the bones, the pain was unbearable. Even with Wu Zheng's perseverance, he almost fell off the tripod.

At the critical moment, Wanjia Denghuo would always appear quietly to help Wu Zheng resolve the crisis. Now there was a stone tablet of "Taixu Refining God Jue" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Wanjia Denghuo was even more like a god. Under the illumination of Wanjia Denghuo, the Yuanshen seemed to be wearing a golden coat, allowing the strong wind to invade, and it could always remain motionless.

Wanjia Denghuo transmitted the strands of strong wind power around the body into the Yuanshen through the golden halo, washing Wu Zheng's Yuanshen body over and over again. Although the pain was still there, it was no longer as unbearable as before.

With the help of Wanjia Denghuo and the stone tablet, the strong wind traveled in the Yuanshen body for about 300 cycles. When the Yuanshen could fully withstand the fierceness of the strong wind, Wanjia Denghuo quietly retreated.

Wu Zheng, who was squatting on the edge of the Hun Tian Ding, also breathed a sigh of relief. Wan Jia Deng Huo had helped him a lot over the years. Whether it was the Great Nirvana Technique or the Great Fusion Technique, these skills were powerful, but none of them helped Wu Zheng as much as Wan Jia Deng Huo.

Wu Zheng was able to come this far, and Wan Jia Deng Huo had made great contributions. It can be said that without Wan Jia Deng Huo, there would be no Wu Zheng today!

His eyes shot out like lightning, and his soul was suspended above Wu Zheng's head. His two eyes were like searchlights, constantly watching the movements around him.

Wu Zheng stood up, put away the Hun Tian Ding, and suddenly opened his mouth. The wind-attributed Yuan Ying was pinching the magic formula in the Dantian Qi Sea, and the other eight Yuan Yings were outside the wind-attributed Yuan Ying, slowly circulating the true essence, and going all out to assist the wind-attributed true essence.

Like a whale swallowing, endless strong winds roared into Wu Zheng's mouth. The wind-attributed Yuan Ying accepted everything and refined all the strong winds absorbed into his body.

When all the strong winds within a radius of 500 meters entered Wu Zheng's body, Wu Zheng burped. No wonder Yang Yong said that the speed of catching the Nine Heavens Strong Winds was too slow before, and this way of swallowing was faster.

Of course, these were just ordinary strong winds. Wu Zheng didn't dare to rashly absorb a large amount of Nine Heavens Strong Winds. If he absorbed so much Nine Heavens Strong Winds at once, he was afraid that his body would explode directly.

The Yuan Shen suspended above his head could already adapt to the external strong winds. Wu Zheng didn't need to control it at all. The Yuan Shen had already begun to absorb the surrounding strong winds slowly and refine them into the Yuan Shen. Although the speed was slow, it was better than nothing.

Wu Zheng used the power of time, and the speed became extremely slow. He took the Yuan Shen to rise slowly. If he encountered the Nine Heavens Strong Winds during this period, Wu Zheng was no longer as difficult as before. The wind-attributed Yuan Ying absorbed a large amount of Nine Heavens Strong Winds and poured them into his legs. It was really like a gust of wind, leaving no trace.

After a few days, the Red Emperor Sword flashed with brilliant light and returned to Wu Zheng under the control of Yang Yong's sword spirit body.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I have been looking for a few strands of Nine Heavens Gale outside. I have to retreat for a while. I hope you will forgive me." Yang Yong smiled and said, obviously he had gained a lot from this trip.

"You can practice on your own."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Wu."

After speaking, the sword spirit Yang Yong clasped his fists towards Wu Zheng, turned around and disappeared on the Red Emperor Sword. Wu Zheng shook his wrist and put the Red Emperor Sword into the Dantian Qi Sea for warming.

Weapons with sword spirits and weapons without sword spirits are completely two concepts, just like one is heaven and the other is earth!

Wu Zheng treated Yang Yong not just as a sword spirit, but more like a fellow Taoist or a senior. With the help of the gold and silver runes, Wu Zheng was not worried that Yang Yong would betray him. Yang Yong lived in the Red Emperor Sword. Even if he had all kinds of magical powers, he could only use the Red Emperor Sword to perform them.

Without Wu Zheng's approval, even if Yang Yong could control the Red Emperor Sword, it would be meaningless. Don't forget that the Red Emperor Sword still has the power of carrying all Wu Zheng's previous consciousness. The silver sword spirit has been growing slowly in the Red Emperor Sword during this period, far beyond Wu Zheng's expectations.

All this is inseparable from Yang Yong, which is one of the reasons why Wu Zheng is willing to give Yang Yong convenience within a certain range. I believe that Yang Yong himself is also well aware of this.