The waves surged into the sky, and the surrounding aura of heaven and earth crazily poured into this vacuum zone, bringing about a strong storm. When it hit the towering mountains, it made a high and low moan, as if playing an elegy.
"Island owner..."
"Lord Cang Python?"
The demons stared blankly at the battlefield. The bolide-like magical power that day still vaguely appeared in their memory, and the roar of the shocking 10,000-meter-long body was still in their ears.
"How is it possible? The island owner is sweeping across the sea and is invincible. There is no way that Yunei will fall like this!"
There are demon cultivators who use magical power to stimulate themselves in an attempt to prove that this is just an illusion.
"The island owner has fallen, what should we do?"
More demon cultivators looked panicked. They were all monks from Ten Thousand Demons Island. Now that the island owner is suppressed, the form of Ten Thousand Demons Island will inevitably undergo huge changes!
Without the island owner's deterrence, if the six Nascent Soul elders on the island fight, they will all be killed.
"The power of Cang Mang Yuanjun just now is definitely the perfection of Yuanying! The person who put the bounty on the pill-forming monk? Even ghosts don't believe it!"
After seeing Wu Shiying being suppressed, the demonic cultivators who fished in troubled waters no longer had any scruples, and began to curse and vent their inner fears.
"Zhenhai! This man's magical power is so strong that he is invincible even when he transforms into a god!" Some of the monks sighed.
Many people bowed to the mountains in the distance, set up escape lights, and fled as fast as possible.
The owner of Ten Thousand Demon Islands threatens the sea for hundreds of thousands of miles, and his cultivation is unfathomable, but he is still suppressed under the mountain. All the monks know that in the chaotic sea, another great monk who cannot be messed with is born.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the strange mountain. His originally smooth skin became extremely rough, with traces of cracks on it.
These cracks are extremely small and light, and will be ignored if you are not paying attention. But as long as you look carefully, you will find that they are everywhere, as if they have replaced the texture of the skin, disappearing and growing again.
This is the price for borrowing the power of the strange mountain.
Its power was simply too vast. The huge force that had been nurtured for millions of years only flowed through his body for a moment, leaving him with indelible scars.
These scars are the embodiment of damage to the soul. As long as there is one on the body of an ordinary monk, it is the result of at least several decades of seclusion. Only Lin Yuan can endure these countless scars through Shenhe Daodao.
"If it is not broken, it cannot be established."
In Lin Yuan's eyes, which were also full of cracks, a deep light lay dormant in the depths, and the aura on his body became more and more ethereal.
Time passed slowly.
One day, a strange man teleported around the strange mountain.
It looked at the edge of the forest on the mountain with fear and did not approach. Instead, it took out a purple disk and cast a Taoist spell.
An hour later, a wisp of green aura rose from the disk, the man's expression relaxed, and he teleported away again.
Soon, five more great monks came here one after another. They were both men and women. They all watched from a distance for a while, then bowed to Lin Yuan and chose to leave.
Lin Yuan half-closed his eyes and ignored the arrival of the six demons.
Since they didn't cause trouble, he was happy and relieved.
At every moment, he is in a state of harmony with the Tao, comprehending the Tao and refining his soul.
The strange mountain is innately weird, and its soul that has been built for millions of years is too huge. Lin Yuan's desire to use it for his own use is tantamount to dancing on a tightrope. If he is not careful, his soul may collapse and everything will be empty.
This is an extremely crazy move, and I am afraid that only Lin Yuan in the world has the conditions and courage to do it.
Wu Shiying was indeed suppressed!
The six elders personally confirmed the news. Without alerting anyone, they met for a fight on a sea area.
No one knows the outcome of the fight. They only know that after the six elders came back, they each took away a part of Ten Thousand Demons Island.
The Ten Thousand Demon Island, which threatened the sea for hundreds of thousands of miles, fell apart in an instant, and the Six Heavenly Demon Sect Alliance took over its original territory.
With the establishment of the alliance, the area where Lin Yuan is located has been explicitly designated as a forbidden sea by the six sect leaders, and no one from the sect is allowed to approach!
Lin Yuan is also revered as the "Zhenhai Yuanjun" by many demons. The mountain below it is also considered to be one of the most powerful magic weapons in the Yuanying period, "Zhenhai Peak" because of his feat of holding the sea and flying into the sky.
There is no calm in a sea of chaos.
Ten years have passed since Lin Yuan suppressed Wu Shiying. During this period, many sects were established and many others perished.
Cheating, killing, and robbing, many monks came to the peaks at the edge of the forest in the fight. The result, without exception, was that they all turned into "sea-viewing stones" on the edge of the peaks.
The incredibly tyrannical soul tightly restrained everything about them. Facing the sea, bits and pieces of the tyrannical will separated by Lin Yuan penetrated into their bodies.
This was Lin Yuan's new method. He used these imprisoned monks to digest the will he had separated from the strange mountain soul, thereby speeding up his transformation into the strange mountain soul.
Roar!
A majestic sound like a snake or a dragon came from the deep sea, frightening the seagulls on the strange mountain and flying away.
"What is this sound?"
A red-haired monk shuddered all over and said uneasily.
An old monk with haggard eyes looked at him and gloated:
"You are new here."
"I was chasing an enemy today, and ended up accidentally entering this strange mountain."
The red-haired monk said politely that he was confused about the current situation. It was great that this person was willing to answer questions.
"That's Cang Mang Yuanjun, the owner of Ten Thousand Demon Islands!" the old monk said.
"Cang Mang Yuan, Yuanjun?"
The red-haired monk's eyes widened. Yuan Jun was a title reserved only for great masters in the Nascent Soul stage! His lifelong dream was to become a Yuan Jun!
"Yes, the strange mountain that imprisons us is Zhenhai Peak. It has suppressed Cang Mang Yuanjun for eleven years, and if nothing else happens, it will continue to suppress him. Be prepared, we will also be imprisoned forever."
The old monk sighed and pointed forward with his long tongue that could still move.
The red-haired monk looked along and found that there were many monks standing in front of him.
Because they were so close to the beach, they were covered with seaweed and shells, so he didn't even notice them for a while.
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"According to one of the early comers in Zuihua, the earliest of them, like Cang Mang Yuanjun, came eleven years ago."
The red-haired monk was horrified, with deep regret and despair rising in his heart.
He shouldn't have gone after that damn monk!
"eleven years."
The conversation between the two aroused Lin Yuan's thoughts. His cultivation speed was too fast. From refining Qi to forming pills, it only took about four years, which was less than a retreat for ordinary monks.
These eleven years have been a long time for him.
"But it's still very early, transforming into a baby..."
Lin Yuan's body has grown much taller, and although the cracks on his skin have faded to the point where they are almost invisible, they are even rougher, faintly revealing a gray-black color blown by the sea breeze.
He calmed down, his body was as silent as a rock, and part of his soul came to the strange mountain.
Through the sight of the strange mountain, Lin Yuan clearly saw Wu Shiying on the seabed.
The Qingtian Dharma Appearance has long since disappeared. The broken snake body is curled around a furnace, struggling to hold up a space for its head to breathe.
But even so, the strange mountain is still pressing down at an extremely slow speed.
The mighty Nascent Soul, which once dominated the sea, has lost its life like a candle in the wind.
"Lin Yuan, I have attacked you before, and you have suppressed me for eleven years. As monks, all we strive for is to ascend to the upper world and live forever. I am willing to make a contract with heaven. As long as you let me go, I will
I offer Nascent Soul Pill and other treasures to help fellow Taoists climb the path to immortality!"
Wu Shiying sensed Lin Yuan's arrival and spoke quickly.
Although it is not known what Lin Yuan's current state is, it is certain that Lin Yuan has not entered the Nascent Soul stage.
The most notable feature of a Nascent Soul monk, apart from the Nascent Soul within his body, is his control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Monks who practice water magic arts can control water spiritual energy within a certain range after entering the Yuanying. Those who practice fire can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Aura.
This kind of control cannot be hidden. When a Yuanying monk appears, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will spontaneously support him. This is why the Yuanying monk is respectfully called "Yuanjun".
It has been under the mountain for eleven years and has never sensed the support of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, Lin Yuan must still be a pill-forming monk now.
As long as you are a Dan-forming monk, it is impossible to resist the Yuanying Pill. A Yuanying Pill can increase the chance by 50%, and it will cause a commotion every time it appears. It also got one by chance.
"Not interested. But if you have any Nascent Soul magic, I can make the mountain fall slower."
Lin Yuan said unmoved.
He is not taking the path of turning into a baby through the Broken Pill. The Nascent Soul Pill is of almost no use to him. Instead, the Nascent Soul Technique can inspire his thoughts and make his path of transforming into a baby faster and smoother.
"Nascent Soul Technique? It's okay, as long as you make it..."
Before Wu Shiying finished speaking, Lin Yuan left decisively.
The prisoner didn't seem to understand his situation yet, but Lin Yuan would make him understand.
Another year passed, and Wu Shiying became weaker and weaker. Seeing the reality clearly, it gave Lin Yuan a Nascent Soul Technique and asked Lin Yuan for a Yuan Yuan Pill.
Lin Yuan was sitting on the mountain peak, his body covered with dust.
In the sea of consciousness, black and red souls surged, and Mo Chuan curled up into a ball, closing all the senses and falling silent below.
Lin Yuan's soul is covered with golden Xianxuanzuowangsutra runes, like a mainstay, standing firmly in the center, constantly assimilating the black and red soul.
Compared with the beginning, Lin Yuan has successfully transformed half of Weishan Yuanshen. However, at the current stage, Weishan Yuanshen has also sensed the crisis, and the Yuanshen hugged tightly, resisting Lin Yuan's assimilation.
"Resisting now? It's too late." Lin Yuan laughed.
His Yuan Shen opened a big mouth and took the initiative to tear off a large piece of Wei Shan's Yuan Shen and swallow it. After a moment, Lin Yuan injected the assimilated Yuan Shen into Wei Shan and attacked Wei Shan Yuan Shen again.
The days passed like this.
During this period, the Julang Sect came to rescue the monks who accidentally entered this place. As a result, the entire sect was imprisoned here, including the sect leader who was already in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
The destruction of the Julang Sect completely ruined the name of Zhenhai Yuanjun, and the hundred-mile radius of Zhenhai Peak has become a real forbidden sea. Everyone knows that this Yuanjun will not listen to your explanation. As long as he comes in, don't even think about it.
go out.
Wu Shiying was still unable to withstand the suppression after all, and his broken soul was absorbed into the strange mountain by Lin Yuan, which strengthened his foundation a bit again.
Without Wu Shiying, Lin Yuan even forgot about time and devoted himself wholeheartedly to transforming into a baby.
Gradually, Lin Yuan felt that he had really turned into a strange mountain. He could feel every stream of water passing through the holes in his body, and he could also appreciate the whine of the sea breeze blowing through his body.
The strange mountain started drifting again.
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"Master, master! It's not good, it's not good!"
On Shishan Island, a sword light landed on the tallest building in panic.
"Minggu, as the senior brother of my Shishan Sect, why are you so irritable?" the middle-aged monk scolded while holding the spirit tea.
"Master, Zhenhai Peak is drifting towards us!" Minggu said anxiously, gesturing with his hands.
puff!
The middle-aged monk squirted out a mouthful of tea and quickly flew out with his sword to check the situation.
In the sea fog, a huge shadow was drifting towards their island.
"It's really it! Quick, tell the people to evacuate!"
The middle-aged man threw out a string of teleportation symbols, feeling both panic and joy in his heart.
The direction Zhenhaifeng is heading is not the main Shishan Island, but the connected Xiaojiao Island.
After a period of confusion, all the monks evacuated Xiaojiao Island with most of their belongings, and then observed from a distance.
boom!
Various restrictions were shattered instantly, emitting a dazzling spiritual light. The spiritual energy fluctuated violently, the earth and rocks exploded, and the Xiaojiao Island with a radius of seven or eight miles was torn into pieces.
Everyone in Shishan Sect watched it go away in shock.
"Fortunately, fortunately! It was just passing by."
The head of Shishan Sect kept wiping away cold sweat.
"However, Zhenhai Peak actually moved. Where does Zhenhai Yuanjun want to go?"
The middle-aged monk suppressed the doubts in his heart and organized his disciples to clean up the mess.
Lin Yuan has now completely assimilated the soul of Weishan and successfully completed the "assimilation" step in transforming into an infant.
Regarding the birth of a baby, Lin Yuan also had an idea.
Compared to his main body soul, the amount of the strange mountain soul is much larger.
Just like the formation of a pearl, it is just because there is a grain of dust in the center.
What Lin Yuan has to do now is to condense his soul into a nucleus, throw it into the strange mountain, and complete the in vitro fertilization.
Because most of the soul left the body and entered the strange mountain, and began the ignorant process of childbirth, Lin Yuan's consciousness became groggy, as if he was drunk.
Fortunately, he still remembered the direction of the teleportation array, and the huge Zhenhai Peak drifted all the way north.
Three years later.
One early morning, the mountain shook violently, and Zhenhai Peak stopped in the north.
The cold wind howled with snowflakes, and blue ice shadows could be faintly seen on the white ground.
Lin Yuan's eyes showed a strange light, and there was finally a smile on his petrified face.
"To the polar glacier."
Lin Yuan shook off the dirt and weeds on his body, stood up for the first time, and teleported from the center of the mountain to the edge of the mountain.
Click.
He took a step and stepped on the snow. He looked at the end of the earth from a distance.
Unexpectedly, Hanhai Secret Realm and his party have been wandering for many years. I don’t know how everyone is doing.
The faces of Yin Jiu, Zhang Xianwen, Sun Hongyuan and others appeared in Lin Yuan's mind, and he sighed quietly.
But soon, very soon he will be able to go back. The master must have had a wonderful expression when he saw that he had reached Nascent Soul.