About three thousand miles away from Tianyuan Island, there is a medium-sized island called Xingluo Island.
There is a long and narrow spiritual vein on the island, and the spiritual energy is quite good. Many small sects have established mountain gates here.
Therefore, although this place is not as prosperous and lively as Black Rock City, it still has a small market, which is jointly run by the sects on the island.
In the lobby of an inn in the city, a woman with sharp eyes took a deep breath of the aroma of food filling the air, excitedly pulled up a chair and sat down, shouting slightly eagerly:
“Man, I want to order some food!”
"Senior, what do you want to eat?"
When the young waiter in the lobby saw that the woman was a foundation-building monk, he immediately dropped the three Qi-refining monks who were greeting her and rushed over, taking three steps at a time.
"Serve all of your signature dishes. These spiritual stones will be paid to you in advance. Any excess will be refunded and less will be replenished. Serve the dishes as soon as possible!"
The woman did not listen to the waiter's introduction and put a bag of spiritual stones on the table very proudly.
"Okay, senior, please wait a moment!"
The young waiter was about to take the spirit stone with a happy face, when a fat hand came out from the thorn and grabbed the bag of spirit stones in his hand first.
The young waiter was stunned for a moment, then turned around to see his stingy shopkeeper nodding and bowing to the wealthy customer in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
You stingy guy won't let any oil or water leak out!
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go to the kitchen and serve the food!"
The innkeeper stared, and after driving the young waiter away, he immediately said with a smile on his face:
"Senior, our braised sea monkey brains are a must-have. You must try it for the first time when you come here!
By the way, senior, do you have a place to stay? We still have one room in the A-size room in our hotel!"
"There is no need to stay in a hotel. Shopkeeper, I want to ask you something. Is there a sect called Qinglingmen on the island?"
The woman slapped a spiritual stone on the table and asked with a smile.
The shopkeeper's philistine didn't offend the woman at all, and the long-lost worldly atmosphere made her find it very interesting.
"Qingling Sect, there is indeed such a sect, but it has been tepid in recent years and has not produced any famous figures.
Senior, you want to find friends? I will ask the store clerk to show you the way later."
The shopkeeper was very polite and polite, and assigned tasks to the young waiter in just a few words.
"I want to visit a friend, but I'm not in a hurry, so I won't bother the shopkeeper."
The woman declined casually, feeling a little relieved.
It seems that nothing major has happened in the Qingling Sect these days. I believe that the junior brothers and sisters have grown up safely, and I wonder if they still recognize me.
It turned out that this bold and aggressive woman was none other than Luo Hong's disciple Fan Mengyi.
Thinking of her junior brothers and sisters who had been away for many years, Fan Mengyi's lips slightly curled up, and she couldn't help but touch the storage bag on her waist to see if there was a foundation-building pill that she specifically asked her master for.
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Senior, please use it with ease."
After being rejected twice, the shopkeeper withdrew slightly disappointed, knowing that he could only make one meal from this high-roller.
Soon, all kinds of delicacies made from spiritual meat and spiritual vegetables were served. Fan Mengyi, who had been living on Blood Moon Island for more than ten years, barely let the tears flow from the corners of her mouth. After the young waiter who served the dishes left,
, and couldn’t wait to use chopsticks to taste it.
At least Fan Mengyi did not forget that she was a female cultivator. Although she danced her pair of chopsticks into an afterimage, she did not appear ugly.
While enjoying the fireworks in the world, Fan Mengyi did not forget the business that Luo Hong told her. Her two fair ears were raised high, listening to the chatter of the immortal cultivators in the lobby.
On that day, after Luo Hong took her away from the observation point, he did not go directly to Xingluo Island. Instead, he found a deserted island and stayed in seclusion for more than a month.
After leaving the border, when Luo Hong asked where he could buy some common materials besides Black Rock City, Fan Mengyi blurted out the words "Xingluo Island".
She bluntly said that this island was her hometown, and asked to be allowed to go back to Qinglingmen to see her former junior brothers and sisters.
This is human nature, so Luo Hong agreed without much thought.
So, the two of them flew all the way to Xingluo Island.
After arriving on the island, Luo Hong randomly found an uninhabited mountain to meditate, and sent Fan Mengyi out to purchase and gather information.
Fan Mengyi did not doubt his presence, thinking that the master was afraid of meeting his enemies, so he happily came to Fangshi alone.
Due to the dual relationship between practicing Dayan Jue and Xiaoyao Jianxin, Fan Mengyi's spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of monks of the same level. What's more, besides her, there are only two male Foundation Establishment cultivators sitting together in the inn.
Therefore, although most immortal cultivators cast spells to release soundproof masks when talking, Fan Mengyi was still able to hear the entire conversation in the lobby.
Putting aside those remarks about his lavish spending, Fan Mengyi really found out two major things.
The first thing is the rumor about the battle between the two powerful forces in the Inner Star Sea.
When Fan Mengyi was still a disciple of the Qingling Sect, he heard about the Counter-Star Alliance coming out of the Inner Star Sea and starting a war with the Star Palace.
So, when I heard someone talking about this, I paid special attention.
It turned out that not long after she became Luo Hong's disciple, the war that had just started was strangely suspended for a year.
It is said that the cause was that a number of Nascent Soul monks from both good and evil parties came to Liuji Island, where the leader of the demonic world, the Six Paths Supreme Saint, was located, seeking an explanation from the Six Paths Old Demon.
At this time, someone said that there was a fight that day, while another person said that these Nascent Soul monks were just arguing.
Anyway, after all the fuss, the Counter Star Alliance issued a reward order for a large-scale arrest of two guest elders from the Miaoyin Sect and a beautiful female cultivator named Yuan Yao.
The specific reason for the wanted order was not detailed, but the astonishing reward amount was enough to tempt any monk below the Nascent Soul level.
Interestingly, after the Counter Star Alliance issued the bounty order, Star Palace also released news, inviting these three people to join Star Palace.
But in fact, all the elders in the Xing Palace had received secret orders. After finding these three people, they were to keep them at all costs. Obviously, they had no good intentions.
For a time, the names of the three people were known to everyone in the inner star sea, causing the battle that was originally in full swing to stop.
Unfortunately, all parties have been searching for a year, but no clues about the three people have been found. With the war starting again, the matter has gradually calmed down, but there are definitely many people who are still pursuing them.
Fan Mengyi swallowed the sweet sea ape brain in her mouth, her eyes looked regretful, and she secretly said:
"It's a pity that these people didn't mention the names of those three seniors, otherwise I would have something to say if Master said he had many enemies in the future.
Good guy, these three seniors are being hunted down by the monks in the entire Inner Star Sea, who can have more enemies than them!"
The second thing came from the mouths of the two foundation-building monks sitting at the same table.
Listening to their conversation, it was revealed that in the sea near Qiyuan Island, a big demon named "Insect Demon" has appeared in recent years, specializing in killing people and seizing treasures.
There were seniors who formed a team to strangle this insect demon, but the spiritual insects were very powerful. Not only were they unable to strangle them, but the seniors themselves suffered heavy losses as they lost their own troops and generals.
From then on, the monks who went to sea could only pray for better luck, and avoid the monks who saw the messenger spirit insect.
"Hmph! If this demon comes across me and Master, I must let him know who is the insect demon!
Ah, no, Master is not a devil...probably not."
Thinking of what Luo Hong had done, Fan Mengyi swallowed unconfidently.
Other than that, the immortal cultivators in the lobby were talking about trivial matters related to their own cultivation, and most of them were worrying about spiritual stones.
After having a good meal, Fan Mengyi was about to go to the market to purchase the things Luo Hong had told her to do, when a man with an imposing appearance and advanced Qi-refining skills walked in from the door.
Although this man was handsome, Fan Mengyi's eyes did not linger on him for long. Instead, he was attracted by the round-faced woman next to him.
Xi'er? Is it Xi'er?
Fan Mengyi didn't expect that she would meet her junior sister so quickly, and she couldn't help but look at her twice in joy.
Junior Sister Xi'er has reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and she has not been lazy in these years.
Sensing Fan Mengyi's gaze, Xi'er looked at her and quickly looked away after realizing it was Senior Foundation Establishment. Her timidity was very endearing.
The handsome man took Xi'er to sit down at an empty table, and skillfully ordered two spiritual foods and a pot of spiritual wine.
"Sister Xi'er, a big event happened a few days ago, have you heard about it?
It is said that the fourth natural disaster has appeared in our Chaotic Star Sea!"
The handsome man seemed to have a good relationship with Xi'er, making exaggerated gestures as soon as he sat down.
The fourth plague?
Fan Mengyi, who was debating whether to step forward and acknowledge her, immediately pricked up her ears.
"The fourth natural disaster? I remember that there are only three natural disasters in our Chaotic Star Sea: monsters, sky wind, and ghost mist."
Xi'er clapped her fingers while talking about the three kinds of natural disasters that the monks of Luan Xinghai have to face all year round.
"Recently, the fourth natural disaster has appeared. My master and others call it [Falling Sun].
It is said that when the sun falls, it is like the sun falling into the sea, which can burn everything around it. The two Nascent Soul Patriarchs on Qiyuan Island only encountered them from a distance, and only the Nascent Soul escaped back."
The handsome man gestured with his hands and described it very vividly.
"Ah, it's too scary. If we meet, we'll be dead!"
Xi'er covered her heart with both hands and said with a look of fear.
"Don't be afraid. It is said that before the sun falls, there will be a spiritual pillar connecting the sky and the earth, guiding the sun to fall. If we see this phenomenon in the future, we only need to stay away from it."
The handsome man grabbed one of Xi'er's hands and comforted her.
"Haha, the fourth natural disaster? The sun is falling again? Master, I wonder what he will think after hearing about this?"
Fan Mengyi was secretly amused and did not bother Xi'er's good deeds, and walked out of the inn silently.
...
On the unknown green mountain, Luo Hong had used magic to build an elegant stone house after Fan Mengyi left. He was sitting by the window at the moment, writing something at his desk.
During the month of seclusion on the nameless desert island, Luo Hong had solved the problems left over that day through detailed calculations, and was currently making some records.
Calculation results show that the amount of lingon converted from mass is very close to the amount of lingon actually produced by a nuclear explosion, but there is still a distance that cannot be explained by errors.
Therefore, Luo Hong concluded:
The spirit son is attached to both the inside and outside of the atomic nucleus.
After proving this, Luo Hong immediately had an interesting idea:
When I was in the process of spiritual ascension before, I was wondering whether I was doing spiritual ascension outside my core, within my core, or both.
The answer to this question is actually very obvious. The previous spiritual ascensions were all from outside the core. Only under the extreme conditions of a nuclear explosion, Luo Hong inadvertently completed the intranuclear spiritual ascension.
When he first created the spirit-ascension method, Luo Hong had doubts about why the spirit-ascension he completed could only strengthen the inherent characteristics of spiritual materials, but could not change their inherent characteristics and create new ones.
Take the two spiritual materials of red fire iron and black ice iron as an example.
Both of them are obviously the product of the combination of iron and spirit, but they show completely different characteristics.
Using Luo Hong's existing spirit-ascension methods, he could amplify the characteristics of red fire iron or black ice iron, but it was impossible to transform the two into each other, as if something had determined their path to spirit-ascension.
All Luo Hong can do is make them move forward or backward.
Luo Hong once wanted to find something that would lead to the path to immortality and spiritual ascension. Now, he found it.
The inner spirit son determines the characteristics and limits of the spiritual material, and the outer core spirit son determines the extent to which the characteristic limits can be exerted.
"From today onwards, there will be an endless future ahead of the Spirit Ascension Dafa.
The spiritual ascension outside the core will eventually reach its limit, but as long as I master the spiritual ascension within the core, I will gain supernatural powers that are like the power of creation!"
At the end of the experiment record, Luo Hong wrote this paragraph, which shows how much the prospect of ascending spirits within the core shocked him.
This is a path that will help him reach the top!
It is currently impossible to completely master the spiritual ascension within the core. Luo Hong can only use the method of nuclear explosion to ascend the spirit within the core by chance, which is equivalent to the first step in a long march of thousands of miles.
In this nuclear explosion, there were only two products that ascended into the core.
One is the aggregation of black helium atoms that has wandered to unknown places, and the other is the neutron filament absorbed by Xiao Jin.
In other words, Luo Hong has been busy for several years, but none of the biggest benefits have fallen into his own hands.
When he wanted to understand this, Luo Hong was still a little depressed, but he quickly cheered up. For scientific cultivation of immortality, it is always difficult at the beginning, but it is very simple to copy successfully.
The energy of a nuclear explosion comes from the black hydrogen gas mass used as fuel, and naturally the most valuable product also comes from it.
Black helium atom aggregates and neutron filaments are only two of them. There is another product that is easy to ignore, and that is the spirit son converted from its mass.
Most of these spiritual beings merge into black and red spiritual waves, causing the human world to feel pain.
But a very small part of it condensed into a spiritual object, becoming the black-red spiritual flame that Luo Hong held in his palm.
From the fact that spiritual flames can be used to ascend spirits, we can easily draw the conclusion that "spiritual flames are the aggregation of spiritual sons".
Looking at the black-red spiritual flame that seemed harmless to humans and animals in the palm of his hand, Luo Hong laughed at himself and said softly:
"In a nuclear explosion, 90% of the benefits are lost, 9% of the benefits are swallowed up by my own spiritual beasts, and the last 1% of the benefits really belong to me.
Why do I feel like I’m just working!
Forget it, no kidding, you will be my trump card from now on, so I have to give you a good name.
Since you were born from a nuclear explosion and your color is nearly black, I’ll call you [Nuclear Black Flame].”