Two hundred and forty-eight chapters, black wind
The cold wind is blew, and another winter is coming.
At this time, Yang Chenyu sat upright on the cushion in the alchemy cave, his qi veins were unobstructed, and his pores were all open. Countless spiritual energy gathered from the Bashe Mountains, forming a light green column of qi poured down from Yang Chenyu's head.
As the Taoist practice continues to improve, Yang Chenyu feels that his soul has condensed to the extreme recently. In addition, in winter, the yang energy between heaven and earth has suddenly weakened, but it is a great opportunity to break through the fairy fetus and go to a higher level.
Three days ago, Yang Chenyu used the Jiuyou Grass as the main body, and the dead branches of the immortal objects with a trace of fairy energy behind the Nantian Gate as supplements, and refined a bottle of magic pill to help the soul break through the constraints of the body.
More than two million pores were constantly inhaling spiritual energy and expelling filth. Gradually, a layer of white jade light was covered with Yang Chenyu's body. After a long time, Yang Chenyu's closed eyes shook slightly. It was time.
Then Yang Chenyu opened his eyes, took out a jade bottle, and swallowed the thirty pieces of the Sang Shen Pill inside. The Sang Shen Pill melted into the mouth and turned into a stream of crystal liquid flowing towards the meridians all over his body.
As the medicine liquid flowed throughout the body, gradually turning into a trace of clear air and being absorbed by the soul, Yang Chenyu suddenly felt that his whole body was light, as if he was about to turn into an immortal.
Yang Chenyu knew that the soul broke through the constraints of the body, and then chanted softly: "The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary. Name can be named, it is extraordinary. Nameless. The beginning of the world; it is named the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire to observe its wonder; there is always desire to observe its destiny. These two are both named but differently, and they are called mysterious. The mysterious and mysterious are the gates of all wonders."
As Yang Chenyu recited it softly, a trace of Taoist rhyme quietly arose, surrounding his body.
When the Tao Te Ching was recited, Yang Chenyu only felt a sudden lightness in his body, but a slight change occurred in his eyes around him. The soft wind blowing from the entrance of the cave was like a blade, shaking his whole body.
Yang Chenyu raised his hand gently, as if he had an extra arm. At this point, Yang Chenyu laughed, stood up, walked a few steps, turned around and saw another Yang Chenyu sitting on the cushion.
Looking closely, Yang Chenyu had a warm body and a slight breathing was almost invisible.
"I didn't expect it to be done!" Yang Chenyu felt a little happy, and he finally took the first step to break through the constraints of his body.
Yang Chenyu, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, was his body. Now he was a soul that was separated from his body. This is the beauty of practicing Taoism.
Yang Chenyu was happy and turned around and took the whisk he placed on the ground. But who would have thought that the whisk that had no weight in the past was like a mountain at this time. Yang Chenyu took great effort to pick it up, but after a moment, he had to put it down.
Just by taking and letting it go, Yang Chenyu felt a sense of weakness all over his soul. He knew that the soul had left his body for the first time and could not handle heavy objects. However, this was a hundred times better than the wandering soul. At least it was impossible for the wandering soul to touch the real object.
After standing for a while, Yang Chenyu walked towards the entrance of the cave.
Lan Yuan’s three articles say that after the immortal fetus, the soul is released, and after the soul is perfect, the position of the earth immortal can be achieved. This is the way for the soul and body of the practitioner to cultivate the Taoist body. First, cultivate the immortal fetus, keep the body immortal, and then cultivate the soul so that the soul is not damaged. Then the two are combined to become the earth immortal.
But there are three disasters of souls, wind, fire and thunder.
At the beginning, the soul was lost and was so delicate that if you encountered a breeze, your whole body would be cut like a knife, let alone the strong wind. There was a Qi Refiner who accidentally encountered a strong wind when his soul was removed from his body, and the soul was destroyed. In the eyes of the soul, the winds blowing in the world were all black, so it was called the black wind.
If the soul is refined to the point where it is not afraid of the wind, it is a wind disaster.
In addition to the wind disaster, there is also the fire disaster.
If the soul escapes during the day, and wherever the sun shines, it is an endless sea of fire, then the fire is the manifestation of the true essence of the sun. If the soul is touched a little, it will damage the soul at a low level, and it will wither for a hundred days. If the soul is severe, it will directly destroy the soul and be as gray as ash.
This disaster is more difficult than a wind disaster.
If you can refine your soul to the point where you are not afraid of the sun’s true essence, even if you have passed the fire disaster, the world is so great that you can be removed. At this point, the Qi Refiner will be much stronger than those earthly gods.
The ancients all said that monsters must have thunder tribulation in their practice, but they did not know that qi refiners also had this tribulation. The last tribulation is the thunder tribulation, which is a test of the way of heaven. If they can integrate the body and soul into one in thunder, they will become the position of an immortal.
Earth Immortals are immortal people with immortal body and undamaged souls.
However, this thunder is the most powerful and yang thing, and its power is much stronger than the true essence of the sun that is sprinkled in the sky. The soul is originally a thing of yin energy. When an ordinary soul encounters thunder, it will be ashes. If you are not sure, most qi refiners will not try it easily.
But if this thunder tribulation is passed, it will have great benefits. The soul will produce a trace of yang energy under the tempering of thunder.
The soul light that produces yang energy is not the same as the body from the outside, so that yin and yang meet and live forever is the meaning of immortality.
At this point, even the gods in the heavenly court have to be envious.
After all, the Heavenly Court God only has a soul and no physical body. He must not give birth to a trace of yang energy like a earth immortal.
If that yang energy grows strong and fills the soul, it can achieve Daluo, and from then on, live with the heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.
Of course, at least it is a great sage to practice to this point. Yang Chenyu has not thought so far yet.
However, for Yang Chenyu, this thunder tribulation is probably easier to pass in the three tribulations. After all, his familiarity with thunder is far beyond the reach of an ordinary Qi Refiner.
Before Yang Chenyu could reach the entrance of the cave, he was blown by a black wind and flew back. He exclaimed in pain, his whole body was weak and extremely painful, as if he was being crushed by a mountain, and even if he wanted to maintain his soul form, he was a little unable to do so.
At this time, Yang Chenyu did not dare to neglect at all. He endured the severe pain and his soul pounced on his body and penetrated it. After a while, Yang Chenyu opened his eyes.
The soul returned to the body. Although the pain had weakened a lot, I felt dizzy and wanted to fall to the ground and then fall asleep.
Yang Chenyu frowned, knowing that he was careless, but he didn't expect that the black wind was so fierce. His carelessness caused considerable damage to his soul. If he was not conditioned in time, it would probably leave a big hidden danger.
After taking out more than ten bottles of elixirs used to replenish qi and concentrate the spirit, Yang Chenyu did not open the seal. He waved his right hand and the mouth of the bottle fell down, and the incision seemed to be cut by a sharp blade.
With his head raised, the dozen bottles of pills were swallowed down. He felt a warm current flowing out of his throat, and in a blink of an eye, he flowed all over his body. Yang Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped controlling the feeling of dizziness, allowing him to bring himself into his sleep.
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