Chapter 434: Yuan Is the Beginning, Ying Is the Form

The ninth floor of the underground purgatory.

Outside the Phantom Cave.

Half a month had passed since Elder Qin You sent out the sound transmission talisman, but no response came from the Phantom Cave.

Qin You sighed, shook his head, and showed a helpless look on his face.

Elder Lu Lun, who squinted his eyes next to him, snorted in his heart, and a look of gloating flashed in his eyes.

The cultivators looked at each other, and none of them dared to speak casually.

The leader, the skinny old man in the early stage of the transformation of the spirit, Xiong Lindong, was facing the Phantom Cave, with an uncertain look on his face.

He did not dare to easily send out his spiritual sense to enter the cave to investigate.

The Phantom Cave was really strange. Before, there was a cultivator in the sect who relied on his strong spiritual sense and forced his spiritual sense to enter the cave to investigate, but in the end his spiritual sense was cut off, and his soul suffered unimaginable damage.

After thinking and struggling for a while, Xiong Lindong finally decided to give up and did not dare to take risks easily.

"This Yang Che is probably dead in there, let's go."

Xiong Lindong's voice was hoarse and dull, with a hint of reluctance and anger.

After saying that, he flew ahead to the safe area.

The rest of the cultivators could only follow him silently, and no one dared to offend him.

Elder Qin You flew at the end, sighing in his heart, with bitter eyes.

He knew that after this incident, he, the elder in charge of the division of the sect's cultivation resources, might lose his power.

...

Unknown land.

Yang Che carefully bypassed one small space crack after another, and finally stopped in front of a space crack that was more than ten feet long.

Compared to the boundary battlefield, this space crack is still very small, but its stability is far beyond the boundary battlefield.

This space crack of more than ten feet long is just right for setting up the 'golden grid space'.

Yang Che first set up a protective and psychedelic formation around, and then set up the 'golden grid space' at the edge of this space crack of more than ten feet long.

This golden grid space can be maintained stably for half a year at a time, which is fifty years in the space crack.

Yang Che sat cross-legged inside and placed three high-level storage bags in front of him.

Yang Che has not touched these high-level storage bags.

Their original owners were all Yuanying Great Perfection cultivators, all of whom were killed by Yang Che, and their Yuanyings were all sucked into the ancient treasure red flag.

The three cultivators were Li Yaoguang, the leader of the Qingdao Sect, an unknown skinny old man from the magic sect who wanted to seize the golden dragon in Wanglong Mountain, and Mo Xing, a short and fat old man in a black shirt from the Lord's Mansion of Tengshe City.

Yang Che's spiritual sense was extremely powerful, so he easily wiped off the spiritual sense imprints on the three high-level storage bags and opened them one by one.

Although he had imagined that there must be amazing "wealth" inside after scanning with his spiritual sense, Yang Che still couldn't help but secretly shocked after truly confirming it.

If the spirit stones in the storage bags of these three people were converted into low-grade spirit stones, the storage bags of the skinny old man of the demon path and the short and fat old man in black shirt both had more than 5 million pieces.

The storage bag of Li Yaoguang, the leader of the Qingdao Sect, had the most spirit stones, reaching 7 million pieces.

Unfortunately, most of these spirit stones were of medium and low grade, and there were still very few high-grade spirit stones.

There was not even a single top-grade spirit stone.

Yang Che was going to use the time flow rate of the space crack to practice in seclusion this time, so he naturally hoped that there would be more high-grade spirit stones.

However, in the three storage bags, the total of high-grade spirit stones was only more than 200 pieces, which made Yang Che realize that high-grade spirit stones were indeed very rare.

After collecting the spirit stones, Yang Che checked the other things in the storage bag and found that most of them were elixirs, spirit talismans, array talismans, magic weapons and some materials for refining tools and elixirs.

In addition, there were some strange tokens, jade slips, bottles and jars of different sizes, etc.

There were not many ancient treasures. Yang Che checked them and found that they were not very useful to him. After all, he already had several spiritual treasures, so ordinary ancient treasures were naturally difficult to catch his eye.

However, those liquid materials made Yang Che very happy.

Yang Che put them away again and entered the illusory magic stone space. He first purified the liquid materials and sprinkled them on the Xuan-level spiritual soil one by one. Then he came to the underground of his fiefdom in the prison gate and luckily found and moved directly into the huge "spiritual stone vein".

The sound of "ding ding bang bang" kept ringing, and hundreds of soldier-level ancient blood corpses were mining spiritual stones, a scene of full swing.

Yang Che's spiritual sense swept through and couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

As before, he did not find any top-grade spiritual stones and high-grade spiritual stones in this spiritual stone vein.

But he was not too disappointed. After all, being able to obtain this spiritual mine and mine an astonishing number of spiritual stones was already a great surprise and gain.

After leaving the spiritual mine, Yang Che gave some instructions to Gu Xueshimie, and then sent a message to Xiao Gu, who was playing farther away, asking her to come back to Tongyou Medicine Garden.

Yang Che went to see Hell Phoenix, and found that she was still in a low mood, so he did not bother her and returned to Tongyou Medicine Garden.

The nine-leaf Moyang fruit, which had grown to more than five feet tall and was like a small tree, had nine black fruits that were ripe. Yang Che picked them up and took out the "seeds" inside as usual, planted them one by one on the Xuan-level spiritual soil, and then ate all nine fruits together.

The "Xuantian Crazy Flame" in his body continued to grow a little, and at the same time Yang Che's body was also well nourished.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

Xiao Gu came to Tongyou Medicine Garden with the snow-white Yunyun Marten in her arms.

Yang Che looked at her lovingly and smiled, "Xiao Gu, in the future, as long as the nine-leaf Moyang fruits grown from these seeds are ripe, you can pick them and eat them directly."

When Xiao Gu heard this, his eyes that seemed to be able to speak suddenly narrowed with a smile: "Really? Brother, that's great. But do you really not need to continue testing?"

Yang Che nodded and said: "Well, no need."

Yang Che can already confirm that the nine-leaf Mo Yang fruit grown from these seeds is indeed unable to bear fruit repeatedly like the original body.

Xiao Gu happily entered the Xuan-level spiritual soil and began to pick the nine-leaf Mo Yang fruit and feast on it.

Yang Che smiled, left the magic stone space, sat cross-legged in the golden grid space again, and began to operate the "Heaven and Earth Chaos Art" to "devour" and absorb the top-grade spiritual stones, and practiced frantically.

Half a year later, Yang Che continued to set up another golden grid space and continued to practice.

...

In this way, Yang Che practiced in the space crack for a full hundred years, and in the outside world for a year.

In the eighty-sixth year, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage.

But he was always one step away from the great perfection of the Nascent Soul. Even if he continued to practice for more than ten years, he could not advance.

Yang Che became more and more aware that it was not due to the spiritual energy.

He jumped out of the golden grid space, left the space crack, entered the magic stone space, and humbly asked Hell Youfeng for advice.

Hell Youfeng was also shocked by Yang Che's advanced cultivation.

But after Yang Che explained, she suddenly realized.

Then Feng Jinyun said slowly:

"Yang Che, if you want to achieve the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, you can't rely on absorbing spiritual energy. You need to start to comprehend the artistic conception and let your Nascent Soul achieve the harmony of the artistic conception with you. The Nascent Soul is the combination of your soul and spirit and spiritual power. The Yuan is the beginning, the infant is the form, and the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, the Yuan infant is naturally very important."

Hearing this, Yang Che felt like he had suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Yuan is the beginning, the infant is the form, comprehend the artistic conception, and achieve the harmony of the artistic conception with the Nascent Soul..."

Reciting silently in his heart all the way, Yang Che returned to the Tongyou Medicine Garden, and immediately sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

On this day, a strange and gloomy wind suddenly blew in this unknown place.

In the wind, there was a faint sound like thousands of horses galloping and drums beating like thunder, which became clearer and more frequent.