Chapter 125 End of Life

Wei Zhong looked back and saw his own body sitting cross-legged with eyes closed.

It was very novel for Wei Zhong to see his own body from such a perspective.

After circling around the body, Wei Zhong stopped.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the Nascent Soul can initially survive independently of the body in the outside world for a short period of time.

Even if the body is destroyed, another body can be found to replace it to continue practicing.

However, for Wei Zhong, the original body is the best.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Wei Zhong will never abandon himself to take over the body of others for practice.

Wei Zhong controlled the Nascent Soul to go in and out of the body, gradually adapting to this special state of the Nascent Soul being separated from the body.

When he was almost adapted, he raised his right hand lightly, and a ball of spiritual energy quickly condensed in his hand.

This speed is much faster than before.

The spiritual cultivation Nascent Soul can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth without the help of the body, and the casting speed will also be greatly increased.

Coupled with the unique pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, it is as easy as killing chickens and dogs for the Jindan or foundation-building cultivators who are not as good as him.

‘Just now, when I was in front of that old thief, he didn’t even have the slightest intention of fighting back, and just ran away.

This is because the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivators has been deeply rooted in the hearts of cultivators.

And once I made a move, the other party died without even reacting. The difference in realm is indeed like a chasm. ’

The villain-like Nascent Soul shook his head and put the matter behind him.

Then Wei Zhong’s Nascent Soul flew into the air, left the small courtyard here, and came to the sky above the cave.

‘The Nascent Soul’s escape speed is much faster than when carrying the physical body.

If you confront the Nascent Soul in the future, you must be careful that the other party abandons the physical body and escapes with the Nascent Soul.

If you don’t cut the grass by the root, it will grow again in the spring breeze.

What’s more, the one you cut is a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, not the ordinary grass on the ground. ’

For most of the next hour, Wei Zhong felt the mystery of the Nascent Soul in the cave.

After the duration of the Dao of Time passed, Wei Zhong's cross-legged body sighed.

"The wonder of the Nascent Soul is indeed addictive."

The mana in his body continued to drain, and his cultivation gradually regressed to the early stage of the Core Formation.

'I will practice well in the future, and sooner or later I will truly step into this realm. '

After sorting out his mood, Wei Zhong restored his Chu He appearance and rushed to the Zhigang Palace.

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At this time, everyone in the Zhigang Palace, especially Song Linfang, showed visible anxiety in their eyes.

It would not take much time for a Nascent Soul cultivator to chase and kill a small Core Formation.

But now it has been a full hour, could it be that something unexpected happened?

Song Linfang couldn't help but think wildly.

"Where is the thing?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a broad body suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was the mysterious Nascent Soul senior.

Song Linfang felt relieved, and she stretched out her hands and held out a storage bag.

Wei Zhong took it in his hands, and nodded after checking it with his spiritual sense.

"Not bad."

He turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, senior!"

Wei Zhong looked back in confusion, and saw the other party saying:

"Senior, I saved me from the fire and water in Gang Palace. I specially sent my disciples to set up a big banquet. Please give me the honor!"

Song Linfang bowed to Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong guessed that the other party wanted to use this opportunity to borrow some of his Nascent Soul reputation.

But his Nascent Soul cultivation was just a floating cloud in the air, and he might be exposed if he stayed any longer.

So he just said lightly:

"It's just a money transaction. I have something important to do, so I don't have time to play house with you, a kid. Let's go!"

At this point, Wei Zhong's figure gradually dissipated in front of him, and even his aura disappeared.

Song Linfang felt a little regretful, so she had to turn around and go back to the palace.

Four people came up to greet them, they were Bu Yajuan and the three Jindan cultivators who came to help this time.

"Palace Master Song, may I know you, senior?"

The leading Jindan middle-stage cultivator asked.

"The senior has something important to do, so he has left."

Hearing this, the four people's eyes showed visible disappointment, as there were not many opportunities to get acquainted with Yuanying cultivators.

"Since the senior is not interested, we will join the banquet. I would like to thank you for your help this time."

"You're welcome!"

The five people drank at the same table, and when the atmosphere was set, Song Linfang asked:

"Do you have any idea of ​​joining my Zhigang Palace?"

The three people were stunned for a moment when they heard what Song Linfang said, and the one who reacted quickly stood up and bowed:

"I am willing to join Zhigang Palace!"

The speaker was one of the Jindan early-stage cultivators, who had just been promoted to Jindan not long ago and was the first Jindan Zhenren in the family.

After experiencing the events in Zhigang Palace, I understand that even at the Jindan level, there are constant struggles, and the weak will be bullied.

For the survival of the family and for one's own practice, joining a large sect is an excellent choice.

Another Jindan early stage cultivator also reacted and quickly stood up and answered:

"I am willing to do the same."

Seeing this, Song Linfang couldn't help but smile and looked at the last person who didn't express his opinion:

"I wonder what Fellow Daoist Xu thinks?"

The latter pondered for a few breaths, sighed, and bowed his hands and said:

"I am willing to enter Zhigang Palace, and I hope Palace Master Song will take care of me in the future."

"Fellow Daoist Xu is too kind. The three of you entered my Zhigang Palace, so you are fellow disciples. Fellow disciples naturally support each other and cooperate with each other..."

The three people looked much better after hearing what Song Linfang said.

But Song Linfang suddenly changed the subject after saying a few words:

"It is also because I did not know people well. I did not see that Ding Jinsong had such a wolfish ambition that he almost dragged our sect into the sea of ​​fire."

Looking up at the three people, he added:

"Therefore, please sign a spiritual contract before joining my Zhigang Palace."

The three people's faces changed.

Bu Yajuan behind him had taken out three spiritual contracts and handed them to the three people.

After reading the contents of the spiritual contract, the expressions of the few people became a little more serious.

Song Linfang saw the expressions of the three people and was not surprised at all.

It is natural for cultivators to sign a spiritual contract to join Zhigang Palace to prevent harm to the sect.

But the previous spiritual contract was too broad, which allowed Ding Jinsong to take advantage of it.

Therefore, the three spiritual contracts drafted by Song Linfang have more clauses and are much stricter than before.

In particular, the price of violating the terms is heavy, and it can almost be said that the path of the violator is cut off.

After reading the content of the spiritual contract, Xu Xianliang couldn't help but say:

"Fellow Daoist Song, is this spiritual contract too much?"

Song Linfang put down the wine glass in his hand, without any intention of giving in:

"Too much? I don't think so. As long as you don't violate the terms, there will be no impact."

Seeing the other party's attitude, several people all understood that Song Linfang was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the rope for ten years.

He really didn't want another traitor to appear in the sect.

The three of them communicated for a while and made a decision.

"We agree!"

The three of them left their own marks in the spiritual contract together, and then returned it to Song Linfang.

The latter took it with a smile and raised the wine glass in his hand:

"The three of you who signed the spiritual contract are my fellow disciples of Zhigang Palace. We will work together to revitalize the sect from now on."

In the past few years, Zhigang Palace has lost three Jindan elders, and the strength of the sect has greatly decreased. Its status is no longer secure. Other forces, especially Jinguang Pavilion, are eyeing it covetously.

Song Linfang is eager to strengthen the strength of the sect, so she took a fancy to the three people who came to help.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, as long as they sign this spiritual contract, they are on the side of Zhigang Palace and can be trusted.

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On the other side, Wei Zhong was unaware of the changes in Zhigang Palace at this moment, and was hiding his tracks and escaping into Qingbo Island.

Looking at the formation flag in his hand, Wei Zhong couldn't help but sigh at Ling Ziwei's high attainments in the formation.

'If the main flag of the formation was not in my hand, otherwise with this early stage of Jindan cultivation, I really couldn't pass through the formation without being discovered by others. ’

When he returned to Lingdao, Wei Zhong found that Ling Ziwei had already returned from the Ling family. It must be that Xie Linghua notified him after Wei Zhong was "injured".

Wei Zhong pretended to have just walked out of the practice room, and the two girls quickly surrounded him, showing concern:

"How is my husband's injury?"

Wei Zhong waved his hand:

"It's a small injury, it won't bother your husband. He will recover after taking the pills and regulating his breath for a few days."

After hearing what Wei Zhong said, both of them felt relieved.

Then he asked about the reason for Wei Zhong's injury, and Wei Zhong picked up the part that could be revealed.

"I didn't expect that the Jindan cultivator who attacked was so domineering. My husband was targeted by him just because he sent a pill."

Wei Zhong was also speechless. It turned out that the Jindan cultivator from outside didn't know Wei Zhong's details well. Otherwise, which casual person would dare to provoke him just because he was familiar with Yuanying?

After talking with the two girls for a few words, Wei Zhong immediately shifted the topic to Xie Linghua.

"Ling'er, how is your practice recently?"

Hearing this, Xie Linghua lowered her head and said stumblingly:

"I am disappointed that I failed to advance to the middle stage of foundation building."

Seeing the other party's reaction, Wei Zhong sighed suddenly, hugged her in his arms, and comforted her repeatedly.

Then he took out a jade slip and said:

"Try to practice this method. Don't worry about the speed of practice. I have my own magic method."

These words immediately attracted the attention of the two women.

"Husband, this method?"

Wei Zhong knew that the other party was confused, so he said:

"You two can take a look together."

The two women couldn't help but curiously probed their spiritual consciousness into the jade slip, but they could see the whole method. There was nothing special except that it could reach the Nascent Soul Realm.

They all looked up and looked at Wei Zhong in confusion, but Wei Zhong didn't mean to explain.

Just said:

"Practice, this is just part of my preparation. There is another secret technique to match this technique, but the secret technique has not been perfected yet, and the success or failure is still undetermined.

But this technique is better than the "Xuanling Gong" that Ling'er practiced."

Xie Linghua tactfully did not continue to ask, just nodded.

"Ziwei, you don't have to switch to this technique, just continue your own technique."

The latter also nodded.

Wei Zhong touched the teacup in his hand, and was already thinking about the improvement of "Zhongling Fa".

This method is exactly the name Wei Zhong gave to the spiritual root reconstruction technique.

In addition, the spell given to Xie Linghua was specially collected by Wei Zhong.

It is called "Qingyun Jue", which is a heaven-level technique that directly targets the late Nascent Soul stage.

The reason why Wei Zhong chose this method is because when the cultivator practices this method, a cloud of gas will be condensed at the same time.

This cloud of gas is formed by the cultivator's own spiritual power as the foundation, and is tempered together with water-based spiritual objects. It is closely related to the cultivator.

In Wei Zhong's opinion, this cloud of gas can be used as the foundation for condensing water spiritual roots.

If Xie Linghua can cultivate to the middle stage of foundation building with this method, she can roughly plant medium-grade water spirit roots.

Then use a large number of water spirit objects to pile up this cloud, and perform the "Spirit Planting Method" several times to achieve high-grade spirit roots.

With the various means of assisting the formation of the elixir in Wei Zhong's hands, Xie Linghua's success rate of forming the elixir will be greatly improved.

The only problem is whether the remaining life span can last until the day of success.

Xie Linghua is now more than 140 years old, which is almost the same as the time when Wei Zhong traveled here.

Considering the nearly 300 years of life span in the late stage of foundation building, she only has about 150 years.

Although it seems that the time is long, Xie Linghua needs to change her cultivation method, cultivate cloud energy, and plant spirits many times, so time is very scarce.

She does not have the krypton-level life-saving means like Wei Zhong, and can only use the longevity pill to extend her life for 20 to 30 years at most.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhong couldn't help but feel worried.

After talking with the two women for a while, Wei Zhong returned to the practice room.

Stepping into the cave, Wei Zhong sat cross-legged in the courtyard.

A bright light flashed in front of his eyes, showing Wei Zhong's current panel.

[Name: Wei Zhong]

[Cultivation: Early stage of Jindan (first layer·21%)]

[Spiritual roots: Top grade]

[Kungfu: Spring and Autumn Water Refining Art·Grandmaster (12%);

Health-preserving Kungfu·Master (99%);

Forging Gang Method (Gang Seal: 1)]

[Lifespan: 363/500]

Because he had just performed the triple-time Taoist method, Wei Zhong had consumed a hundred years of his lifespan.

After calming down, another text flashed:

"In the early stage of Jindan, if you krypton one level, you can get a lifespan of 40 years."

'It's just the level that I can get back by krypton one Kun level. '

Wei Zhong didn't care much about the consumption of his lifespan.

However, the "Health-preserving Kungfu" has reached the point of breaking through again.

After practicing for a month, this Kungfu will naturally reach the Grandmaster level.

[Lifespan: 363/540]

‘Add 40 years? It’s much more than the 15 years required to master the skill.

It saves me a krypton level, not bad! ’

Wei Zhong continued to practice with satisfaction.

Three years later, a piece of news caused Wei Zhong to break away from practice.

Hu Zongfu, who was in charge of the spiritual field on Qingbo Island, died of old age.

After Wei Zhong came out of retreat, he came to a small courtyard. Xie Linghua greeted him. As they walked into the courtyard together, they found that many people had gathered there.

Among them were the other two spiritual island managers, Zou Ruiyuan and Tang Yanhong, and some spiritual island servants whose names Wei Zhong could not remember.

And Hu Jinchuan, whose eyes were red and swollen.

Seeing Wei Zhong coming, everyone saluted.

Wei Zhong nodded and patted Hu Jinchuan on the shoulder. Then he walked into the room and saw the old man lying in the quilt with only his head exposed.

Although he was already a Qi-refining cultivator, he still retained some of his habits as a mortal.

I don't know if it was out of nostalgia or regret.

Hu Zongfu's eyes were closed, his face was peaceful, without a trace of pain, as if he was just asleep.

But when he probed with his spiritual consciousness, he found only a lifeless body.