Xie Zifeng once heard Da Gou talk about the mystery of spiritual consciousness. He was yearning for this way and always wanted to increase the power of spiritual consciousness as soon as possible. Now when he heard what De Lao said, he was very shocked. He was only in the innate realm, but he had condensed the Lianxuan Dan.

A soul that even a cultivator cannot condense, how heaven-defying this must be!

"The soul is so powerful that it can capture people's hearts. Tempering magical weapons... has many benefits. Even if you haven't reached that level, it can't be explained in just a few words." When Mr. De saw Xie Zifeng asking, he continued, "And practitioners in the Xuandan realm have not yet condensed.

Soul, only by entering the Xuanying realm can a cultivator gather his soul. Only when he reaches the Palace realm can the Xuanying penetrate the Niwan Palace. Your situation is difficult for ordinary people to explain clearly."

"Oh." Xie Zifeng's eyes were deep in thought. He knew that all of this was an anomaly caused by the Demon Emperor's Art. However, this matter was too unbelievable. It was the biggest secret in his heart and he couldn't tell Lao De clearly, so as not to attract unnecessary troubles.

Trouble.

Everyone has their own secret.

"Then what method is there that allows me to use my spiritual consciousness instead of just using it to activate magical weapons and sense foreign objects?" Xie Zifeng raised his head and asked.

"Spiritual consciousness is the condensed soul power, which is similar to the vitality in the cultivator's body. If you can control it with your heart, it may have miraculous effects." De Lao said.

"Control it with your heart?" Xie Zifeng pondered, thinking about the profound meaning.

"Look, this is just vitality. If I use my heart to control it, I can condense it into a blade, and I can do whatever I want!" De Lao smiled and immediately moved his palms, and the vitality overflowed. The vitality was extremely rich and powerful, as majestic as the sea.

The surge, at first glance, is the Danyuan Qi that can only be found in the Mysterious Dan Realm.

Under the command of De Lao, this alchemy energy sometimes turned into a long sword, sometimes into a horse, and could become larger or smaller as he pleased.

"I understand!" Seeing this, Xie Zifeng's eyes lit up and his heart suddenly became enlightened.

"Thank you Mr. De for your advice, Zifeng will come see you next time!"

After saying that, he happily left the Scripture Collection Pavilion to verify the insights in his heart.

"This kid doesn't want to accompany me to relieve my boredom." Mr. De looked at the hot-tempered young man and shook his head, but he smiled from the bottom of his heart, stroking his beard and murmured, "You can understand everything with just one click. With such a talent,

Zifeng's future future is limitless. Chang Qing once said that he will become a world-class figure and let us let him develop, but we don't know if his fate will deviate?"

There was a bit of worry in the old man's narrowed eyes. Who can truly deduce all the future events? After all, fate will deviate with the intervention of external objects. Once it truly deviates from the track, who can?

Have you anticipated what will happen next?

Woof!

As soon as Xie Zifeng walked out of the door of the Sutra Pavilion, the big dog rushed towards him.

"Damn dog, why are you always so startled?" Xie Zifeng frowned and scolded.

"Boy, who is that old man from your family?" the big dog asked with flashing eyes and waving paws. It felt very depressed. Not long ago, it was almost injured by Xie Zhenhai's round bowl magic weapon, and now it is here.

The Sutra Pavilion was once again captured by an old man, and it seemed to be a being that could be bullied by others. Such an encounter was completely different from the vision it had imagined before it was born, sweeping across the world.

"That's an elder in our clan. He has been guarding this Scripture Pavilion for many years, but no one has ever seen him take action." Xie Zifeng said.

"This old man is twice as powerful as those ordinary Xuandan realm cultivators!" Big Dog said.

"I hope so!" Xie Zifeng looked into the void with a sigh on his face. If so, the Xie family would have one more master.

"What kind of martial arts did you find?" Big Dog suddenly asked.

"There is no martial arts suitable for me." Xie Zifeng said, "I just asked Mr. De for his insights on the soul."

"Shenhun?" Big Dog said, "You should seize the time to practice now! The Taoist Master will take you to a good place to keep it in the future and you will benefit a lot."

Xie Zifeng shrugged, doubting Big Dog's words.

After returning to the courtyard, Xie Zifeng began to try to sense his soul.

In the Niwan Palace, Xie Zifeng's soul was like a sparkling light ball suspended in the air. He entered it with his mind, and with a movement of his mind, he could feel that there was an energy body similar to vitality in the light ball. This energy body was similar to the vitality.

His mind is inextricably linked.

This is clearly soul energy.

Generally speaking, ordinary cultivators can never open up the Niwan Palace. Even the so-called divine souls of Xuanying realm cultivators are the condensed Xuanying. Connected with the mind, the Xuanying can do all kinds of mysterious and mysterious things within the reach of the mind.

Things can even travel thousands of miles.

Xie Zifeng's current concentration of soul is astonishing. Even he himself doesn't know what the next step will be. However, since he has such magical power, he naturally wants to make full use of it, which will also give him one more method.

Time after time, the consciousness spreads from the soul, as if the mist is floating in all directions, unstructured and very scattered.

These are also the so-called power of the soul, and when taken three-dimensionally, they are called ‘spiritual consciousness’.

"As long as you condense them, you can increase them!" Xie Zifeng thought, and tried to control the overflowing consciousness to condense it. However, it was easy to think about it, but when he took action, he found that he wanted to gather all the consciousness.

It’s not that easy to condense your consciousness.

This is an extremely soul-consuming thing. Once he controls too much spiritual consciousness, he will become mentally exhausted. When he gathers all the overflowing spiritual consciousness power together, he finds that he cannot change their forms at all, and even more so.

Forget about launching an attack.

"It's still a little worse!" Xie Zifeng sighed, but he did not give up, and repeatedly gathered the power of his spiritual consciousness.

After condensing his spiritual consciousness thousands of times, Xie Zifeng found that not only had his spiritual soul become more solid, but he had also become more comfortable controlling his spiritual consciousness.

"It turns out that controlling the spiritual consciousness can also temper the power of the soul, just like tempering the body. It can be used to unleash its potential."

In the following time, Xie Zifeng continued to refine his consciousness to become familiar with this special power.

On this day, an invisible, colorless, short thorn that was difficult for ordinary people to detect appeared in front of Xie Zifeng.

This short thorn was no more than three inches long, but there was a faint wave of sharp aura spreading out, making people tremble.

This is clearly an attack formed by condensing the soul power in the soul.

"Break it!" Xie Zifeng thought, and the short thorn condensed with mental power in front of him shot towards the branch of a sycamore tree in front of him.

Boom!

The short thorn made no sound, but when it penetrated the branch, it made a muffled sound and penetrated completely, leaving a small hole.

"This soul power can indeed be condensed into a blade to hurt the enemy!" Xie Zifeng looked delighted, "It's a pity that my soul is still too weak, otherwise it would definitely have a shocking effect. With this kind of attack, I can defeat the enemy and injure them."

invisible."

Woof!

Under the sycamore tree, the big dog's eyes lit up, and he climbed up quickly. His eyes flashed and he glanced at the young man, slightly surprised. Finally, he rolled his eyelids and continued to sleep soundly under the tree. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. It was happiness.

Still worried.

Xie Zifeng's face showed a hint of fatigue, and stimulating his soul was very tiring for him.

"Now that my soul power is limited, it will be difficult for me to make any progress. I have to improve my realm first before I can do anything." After adjusting his breath, Xie Zifeng glanced at the big dog lying on the ground, then left and went to the clan.

Receive the elixir.

Xie Zifeng knew that the big dog still had reservations about him, and he did not expect it to help him now. After all, it was he who had cut off the big dog's behavior in the first place. Although it was difficult to tell who was the blame, he needed unreserved support from both parties.

And trust still needs time to break in.

This time, the Xie family divided the industries of the three major clans in Nanhuang City. In order to show their sincerity, the major clans also sent a lot of elixirs, many of which were hundreds of years old. In addition, the Xie family's adventure team to the mountains has returned.

Having brought a lot of medicinal materials, Xie Zifeng doesn't have to worry about these things.

Xie Zifeng reached the peak of the fifth innate level in one fell swoop when he was in the Nanling Mountains. Stepping into the sixth innate level was a matter of course.

boom!

On this day, Xie Zifeng spread his wings like a black eagle, his hands turned into claws, and swooped down. The sharp claws streaked through the air, directly smashing a huge rock below into stone chips, and the whole yard trembled.

Dust billowed up all over the sky.

This is clearly a set of martial arts practiced by Xie Zifeng, called the Thirteen Forms of the Black Eagle. It is a martial art created by a strong man who watched the Black Eagle hunt and kill the enemy. Now it is used in conjunction with his bloodline magical power to

In this way, martial arts is brought into full play.

"Boy, why are you always tinkering with these low-level martial arts when you have nothing to do?" Lime was sprinkled and covered with the big dog under the tree. It looked unhappy, got up, shook its body, and grinned at Xie Zifeng, looking unhappy.

said.

"Although these are low-level martial arts, they still have their secrets. If they are understood, they will be of great benefit to practicing other martial arts in the future. Low-level martial arts are like cornerstones. Only when the cornerstone is solid can we build upon it.

High building." Xie Zifeng smiled, which is why he was so impatient that he would practice the martial arts he learned as much as he wanted before giving up.

"Ordinary people are so stupid." The big dog rolled his eyes with disdain on his face.

"Brother Zifeng, grandpa asked you to go to the living room." At this time, a young man walked into the courtyard door.

The young man's name is Xie Jun, and he is Xie Changtian's son.

"Let me go to the living room!" Xie Zifeng frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"People from the Changshan County clan are here, and they want to see you!" Xie Jun said.
Chapter completed!