After treating his arm with the help of a doctor, Yuan Cang led Yuan Hao and others to a courtyard in the east of the city.
This is an industry operated by Yuanjia Village in Guyue City. Every year, this industry will help Yuanjia Village earn a lot of spiritual stones and bring a lot of living resources back to the village.
Now that Yuanjia Village has been destroyed and many villagers died, Yuancang and others can only come here to settle down.
"Hey, have uncle and the others passed away?" Yuan Ping, who is responsible for managing this property, couldn't help but feel sad when he heard what happened in Yuanjia Village.
Although Yuanping's wife and children are safe with him in Guyue City, most of the villagers in Yuanjia Village are relatives and friends of Yuanping, and he grew up there, and his uncle is the head of Yuanjia Village.
Yuan Ping was naturally full of sadness and sorrow for the destruction of Yuanjia Village.
Yuan Ping looked at the dozen teenagers and children in front of him and said solemnly to Yuan Cang: "Don't worry, they are the only remaining children of my Yuan clan. I will definitely treat them like my own sons and daughters, and treat them as my own."
Cultivate talents!”
"Ahem, cough, that's good." Motokura, who still looked a little pale, showed a smile.
After discussing with Yuan Cang how to teach and train these children in the future, Yuan Ping turned to look at Yuan Hao, whose cultivation was obviously better than the other children, and said in surprise:
"This must be Xiao Hao. I often hear my uncle say that there is a peerless genius in my Yuanjia Village. It should be you."
Although Yuan Hao was young, he was very polite. He saluted the former and said, "Xiao Hao has met Uncle Ping."
"Hahaha, yes, at this age, your cultivation has reached the third level of the physical body. Your talent is many times better than mine. Maybe the future prosperity of the Yuan clan will depend on you."
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In a room, on the bed, Yuan Hao closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. He formed a strange seal with his hands on his chest, running the low-level skills of the Yuan clan and absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Yuan Hao's chest rose and fell slightly, forming a perfect cycle between exhalations and inhalations. During the breath circulation, there was an air flow invisible to the naked eye that flowed along the mouth and nose and entered the body, warming the muscles and bones of the whole body.
DONG DONG DONG!!
As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters the body and begins to slowly blend into the blood, Yuan Hao's blood flows faster and faster, his heart beats faster and faster, and his heartbeat sounds louder and louder.
A stream of blood passed into the heart and came out of the heart, constantly circulating. As more and more of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed by Yuan Hao was integrated into the blood, his strength slowly increased.
Finally, Yuan Hao seemed to have reached a bottleneck. The amount of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth integrated into the blood was getting less and less. The blood seemed to be saturated and could no longer accommodate more spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The sealing method in Yuan Hao's hand suddenly changed, and the operation of the skill also became faster. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the room was pulled and gathered towards Yuan Hao. Under the control of his mind, it continued to merge into the blood.
Click!
A slight sound sounded in Yuan Hao's body, and the surrounding spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into his body violently, blood, and strengthened his strength. At this time, Yuan Hao's aura also became stronger.
He broke through from the third level of the physical body to the fourth level, which was the former Qi and Blood stage!
And at the moment Yuan Hao broke through, the purple birthmark on his forehead suddenly flashed with purple and white light, illuminating the entire room.
boom!
Yuan Hao felt as if the depths of his mind were about to explode. An indescribable pain instantly filled his entire soul. His consciousness and perception were also deprived of him, and he fell into darkness...
After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Hao regained consciousness. The surrounding area was filled with gray airflow, causing the distance to become hazy, making it impossible for him to see the scene in the distance.
"Where is this?"
Yuan Hao's consciousness stood there blankly, then he scanned the area where he was, and a message instantly appeared telling him that his body had fallen asleep, and that this was his soul's sea of consciousness.
"Sea of Soul Consciousness? How is it possible! Isn't this a realm that can only be touched by the powerful in the Mysterious Pill Realm?!"
Yuan Hao's consciousness was filled with shock. Although he was only born in a small village, martial arts in Yuanjie Continent had flourished for less than a thousand years. Basic knowledge about the five realms of martial arts and how to break through, as well as the characteristics of each realm, can be said to be a household name.
No one knows.
Yuan Hao has been determined to become the strongest martial arts master since he was a child, and he is naturally aware of the unique characteristics of the Xuandan realm master such as sea of consciousness and divine consciousness.
He is just a small warrior in the physical realm, how can he feel the existence of the sea of consciousness? But the place where his consciousness is now clearly tells him that this is indeed the sea of soul consciousness.
Just when Yuan Hao was carefully and curiously observing what his sea of consciousness looked like, the gray airflow filling the sea of soul consciousness suddenly became thinner, and dazzling white lights appeared one after another.
Boom boom boom!
A loud sound of a giant moving object came from above, the brightness of the surrounding white light became stronger, and Yuan Hao's consciousness also swept upward.
I saw a white chess piece emitting bright light appearing above the sea of soul consciousness, breaking through the heavy gray airflow, coming towards Yuan Hao's consciousness, and finally suspended in front of his consciousness.
On that white chess piece, tiny lines shot out in all directions with it as the center, intertwining with each other to form a huge network.
Yuan Hao's consciousness fell on one of the thin lines, and he actually saw a seven or eight-year-old child sleeping in a room. He could even see the traces of tears and sadness remaining on the child's face.
"Xiao Rui!" That child was one of the survivors of Yuanjia Village, and he happened to live next door to Yuan Hao. Obviously, the scene Yuan Hao saw just now was exactly what Yuan Rui was experiencing.
Yuan Hao's consciousness continued to fall on other thin lines, and he saw Yuan Cang, Yuan Ping and others, and saw what they were doing now.
In addition, Yuan Hao also saw the picture of the purple-winged flame tiger on a broken thin wire, which was of course its corpse...
In the room, Yuan Hao opened his eyes suddenly. There was a thin layer of black dirt all over his body, and there was even a stench.
This was caused by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth washing over his body when Yuan Hao made a breakthrough in cultivation, expelling some impurities from his body.
But now Yuan Hao ignored the dirt on his body, his eyes were very bright, and he silently said "come out", and suddenly a white chess piece the size of a table tennis ball, shining with white jade, appeared in the palm of his hand.
Yuan Hao clearly felt that white chess was surrounded by dense invisible thin lines that only he could see, intertwined and separated.
But less than half a foot away from the white chess piece, those thin lines were hidden in the dense fog, making it impossible for Yuan Hao to 'see' clearly.
"Tianyan Baiqi? A natural spiritual creature, deducing cause and effect, and deriving all things!"