Mr. Jia's name is Jia Haoyan, a Confucianism cultivator who is well-known in the northern part of Tianyuan Continent.
He came from Tenglong Academy and was classmates with several older monks.
However, given his qualifications, he stayed in the Dharma Appearance Area for many years, and was still unable to reach the threshold of asking one's mind and seeking the Tao.
Although it can also delay aging, it cannot extend lifespan.
A hundred years passed by in a blink of an eye, and life was about to come to an end.
At this time, Jia Haoyan was very anxious and gradually began to think about some heresy.
The hard work paid off, and after some painstaking research, he found that his soul was very complete, and it was only his body that was aging, but he could not stop it.
When his body ages to the point of destruction, his soul loses its place to rely on, and then slowly disappears between heaven and earth.
So he began to think about whether he could create a technique for himself to practice, which would allow his soul to exist independently from the shackles of the physical body.
But after the candle is burned out, where can the candle flame exist? This is the law of heaven and earth that no one can change.
He did it as he said, in order to study the way for the independent existence of the soul.
He even joined some demon sects anonymously to learn their magic about the soul.
Hard work paid off, and after years of research, he finally created a new magical power.
Jia Haoyan calls it the Tao of the Supreme Immortal Soul.
It is to separate the soul from the physical body and survive in the world intact. This creates a new way of cultivation in the world of cultivation.
But at this time, he was also full of anxiety. He had not tried the new method, and he did not know if it would work. After practicing, he might still have a chance to survive. If he did not practice, he would definitely die, so
Under such circumstances, he resolutely decided to start practicing.
Let the soul separate from the body and survive independently between heaven and earth.
Although the soul was completely preserved, it was able to survive independently, avoiding the laws of heaven and earth, just as he imagined.
But at this time, he discovered another thing that made him despair, that is, without a physical body, he could no longer practice cultivation. Without a physical body, he could not breathe in and out, and could only absorb the Yin Qi from heaven and earth.
As he said just now, there are too many negative emotions in the Yin Qi in the world.
The only difference between its existence and ghosts is that it still has clear spiritual intelligence. If it absorbs Yin Qi for cultivation, then over time it will become no different from other ghosts.
Taishang Xianhun Dao, which sounds like it sounds like cultivation, is actually no different from committing suicide.
Just like the ghost of the former prime minister in the Valley of Hundred Poisons, even though he has strong power, he is still confused and only relies on obsession, which is far from Jia Haoyan's imagination.
He doesn't want to be so confused, he wants to live forever.
Later, he discovered through practice that the only way to increase his own cultivation was through heavenly materials and earthly treasures, such as soul-returning incense or other yin-type spiritual herbs and elixirs.
But with his appearance of being neither human nor ghost, it is really not easy to obtain such resources, so he incarnates himself in the jade bottle and treats himself as a fighting spirit to fight for the host.
This is in exchange for corresponding resources.
Over the years, he has followed dozens of hosts, both good and evil, but in the end he fell into the hands of Yang Yi.
After listening to Jia Haoyan's self-narration, both Xiang Furong and Yang Yi fell silent.
After a long time, Xiang Furong still didn't understand, so she asked: "You have been forcing me for so long, but to be honest, you are still just a ghost."
"That's different." Jia Haoyan shouted unconvinced, "I have a clear mind."
After hearing this, Xiang Furong said disdainfully: "Then you can only be regarded as a smart ghost."
"I don't have any negative emotions."
"Oh! That's still a smart happy ghost."
After hearing this, Jia Haoyan looked sad and angry.
He was very aggrieved at this time. Facing a powerful person who truly asked his heart and sought the truth, he could only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
After a while, Yang Yi said: "Mr. Jia, I will trouble you a lot in the future. In this case, I can't let you suffer."
"It's just that if you sacrifice yourself like this casually, you will consume three soul-returning incense at one time. The price is really too high. I believe you can't actually consume that much."
"Shall we make a gentleman's agreement that this junior will repay you as much as you consume the power of the soul? If one day I have the ability, I will definitely help you complete the path of the Supreme Immortal Soul. What do you think?"
"Oh well!"
Jia Haoyan glanced at Xiang Furong, who was sitting beside him, and could only agree with an aggrieved face.
Isn't it equivalent to providing food and accommodation and no wages? From now on, if you follow Yang Yi, you can only work for him in vain.
At this time, he could only place all his hopes on Yang Yi's success in the future and that he could follow his rise.
But there is nothing Yang Yi can do about it. This soul, which is comparable to the Dharma phase period, must consume an astronomical number of power.
If you want to help him make up for it, the pressure on him will be infinite. If it is not necessary in the future, he will not call him out even if he is beaten to death.
After seeing Yang Yi and Shenhun discuss it, Xiang Furong glanced at Jia Haoyan and said: "Since you have made an agreement, you can't go back on it. From now on, if something big happens to my apprentice, even if it's the end of the world, I will take care of him."
You dug it out."
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After leaving the loft of the sect owner, it was already evening, and Yang Yi came to the top of the highest mountain in the Omon Gate, watching the sunset and sunset blowing in the evening breeze.
He sat on the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky.
When he felt the aura of light produced by the alternation of day and night, he began to practice according to the qi and blood tempering method.
Yang Yi knew very well that no matter what magical weapons or fighting spirits he had in his hands, they were all foreign objects, and only his own strength belonged to him.
The Qi Sea Soul Sculpture helped him save a lot of time in practicing as a cashier. Naturally, he had to make reasonable use of the time saved.
This method of qi and blood tempering is a secret to developing the physical body, so naturally we must seize the time to practice and develop it.
The cultivation of this blood is different from the cultivation of ordinary skills. Blood cannot produce spirituality for no reason, so the first thing is to give the blood spirituality so that it can be practiced.
The previous blood refining method for gods and demons was to extract spirituality from the essence and blood of other living beings. It was simple, effective and fast.
But Xiao Jinhua said that if you do this, there may be backlash.
Although the Qi and Blood Tempering Technique currently practiced will be slower to practice, as it requires capturing the essence of day and night and blending it into one's own blood, this essence is extremely pure.
The best times of the day to practice are at sunrise and sunset.
Yang Yi closed his eyes, fully opened up his consciousness, and sensed the essence of the sunset in the world.
After a while, Yang Yi felt a majestic force in the sky, a ray of light.
That light is not a power that humans can directly approach and absorb. According to the records of the Qi and Blood Tempering Method, you can imprint your spiritual thoughts on that light to gain a trace of spirituality.
As the exercise slowly progresses, the spirituality gained from the divine thoughts comes into contact with one's own blood.
At this time, Yang Yi looked very calm, but the sound of waves was faintly heard in the blood in his body.
"call……"
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Yi breathed a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
The whole process of practice can be said to be extremely painful. The process of integrating a trace of spirituality into the blood is like holding a silver needle and rushing through the blood vessels.
And throughout the whole process, the silver needle had no intention of stopping.
When the pain ended, Yang Yi suddenly felt relaxed and extremely comfortable.
He felt that after the pain stopped, there was an active force in his blood.
And this power comes from a field he has never been exposed to.
Is this what it feels like to imbue blood with spirituality?
Then he pricked his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood.
Looking at the drop of bright red blood, Yang Yi vaguely saw a small trace of gold in the blood.
When the blood fell to the ground, it seeped directly into the earth and made a stinging sound.
It seems a little hot.
This was his first time practicing and he could feel the difference in his own blood. It was already very difficult.
As long as he could persevere for a long time, he believed that he would be able to reach the state that the Disha had displayed that day, and even spitting out a mouthful of blood would be able to display magical powers at will.
