The Nascent Soul, which is called the "Spiritual Infant", is originally formed by condensation of magic power. Therefore, its theoretically strongest level is the power that the cultivator allows it to reach maturity in the moment.
Let’s give an example.
Suppose a Master Qilu cultivates a spirit infant. Then the power of the spirit infant in its early childhood is equivalent to about 70% of that of Master Qilu!
If there is a way to continue practicing and let the spiritual infant grow, its power will gradually become stronger.
If at the moment when the spiritual infant matures, the cultivator himself is already a strong person at the Wulu Huazhen Heavenly Master level. Then this spiritual infant will also become the Wulu Huazhen level of strength!
But even if this cultivator continues to make progress and reaches the "Three Flowers Gathering" or higher level, the Nascent Soul will not become stronger. It can still only maintain the power level of "Wulu True".
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In other words, the maturity of the spiritual infant also means that its strength is fixed and stagnant.
However, the other type is called a "real infant" or "real infant" for a different reason. Because it is a real physical body, its growth and potential are endless!
Just like real people, its cultivation can be infinitely improved.
As long as the cultivator's soul enters the Nascent Soul, he can practice cultivation - there is no difference from the original "noumenon" and "true body" born from the real parents!
Even if you are willing, it is not impossible to spend more time in this "real baby" and make it stronger than your original body.
Moreover, the maturity of this kind of Nascent Soul will not lead to the fixation and stagnation of strength. It just looks like an adult in appearance, and there are no side effects.
Therefore... this "true baby" is a more powerful and precious existence than the "spiritual baby"!
Spirit babies are extremely rare and have almost never been seen in classics and history books. As for this true baby, even many powerful people in the supernatural world have never heard of it. Perhaps only a few people know about it throughout the ages.
secret.
And by coincidence, Mr. Xiong is one of the people who knows this shocking secret!
This kind of "physical Nascent Soul", which is called a true infant or a real infant, is so incredible that it already involves the realm of heaven!
It's just that Mr. Xiong doesn't seem to know the person who has the "True Baby" - at least it doesn't have it in his memory at the moment. I wonder if the complete Tianpan Giant Monster knows about it?
But anyway, because this matter is too mysterious, Fatty Cat never talked about it with Fu Yangweike. Until today, I heard Fu Yang say that his body split into two identical bodies.
.And except that it has no soul, it is completely the same as the original body!
It just suddenly sounded, these two different theories of Yuanying.
After hearing what Mr. Xiong said, Fu Yang was extremely shocked and his heart was surging. He looked at the "Fulu Clone" and "Chisong Clone" with empty eyes next to him, and said again.
"Damn Fat Cat, according to you, these two clones of mine are really incredible?"
"Yes! That's right! Are you satisfied with what I said? It satisfies your pretense. Hehehehe."
It folded its arms across its chest, looking as unhappy as if it was constipated.
Of course Fu Yang didn't care about it, and continued to ask: "Then if the highest state of the spiritual infant is to transform into three pure states with one breath, then what is the highest state of my true infant? And when they split from my body, why
Will each take away the power of a spell school? Moreover, it seems that I can only use one body at the same time. Is there any way that I can control them to fight at the same time? "
This is another series of questions.
Mr. Bear covered his ears and shook his big furry head vigorously: "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I don't know, I don't know!"
Fu Yang was angry.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
This time it was a series of six slaps.
Poor Mr. Xiong burst into tears and said aggrievedly: "Boss Fu, you have a big bruise on your head. I was joking with you. I heard everything you said. But I really don't know."
.Trying to fuck your balls?"
Fu Yang nodded.
In fact, he was also joking with Mr. Xiong.
After all, if such a brother of life and death really knew the answer, it was impossible for Mr. Xiong not to tell him. Instead, he must have told him in a hurry.
It seems that some of the follow-up matters can only be explored by Fu Yang himself.
But that's okay!
This guy's path was purely wild.
Since he entered the world of cultivation, there has been no sect or master's teachings, and no systematic training. Everything has been explored and created by himself bit by bit.
Just for this point alone, Fu Yang outperforms 99% of the so-called "peerless geniuses" at home and abroad, both ancient and modern!
Therefore, Fu Yang is not worried about the future cultivation of these three bodies - it will just be straight when the boat reaches the bridge.
What's more, as of now, he is already incredibly powerful! Even if three bodies cannot appear at the same time, when encountering a powerful enemy, it is equivalent to being able to engage in a wheel battle.
Come one by one, the enemy can be killed by just wasting them!
The terrifying Fu Yang... Not only does he now have the power to dominate the supernatural world, but he also has endless potential. His future prospects are limitless, and even Mr. Xiong doesn't dare to guess where his limit is.
Fu Yang was thinking a lot, but he was a little excited.
Sudden!
He felt like he saw something weird out of the corner of his eye.
Um?
Fu Yang looked back and suddenly became furious - so angry that his head was about to smoke! He
What did he see?
It turned out that Mr. Xiong, the fat cat, was holding a black branch in each hand, and slowly stretched it towards the buttocks of Fu Yang's "Fu Lu Clone" and "Red Pine Clone".
His eyes were wild and his expression was vulgar. He was still muttering in a low voice: "Hehehehe. Mr. Fu asked you to hit me on the head. It hurt so much! When you weren't paying attention, I used a branch to violently attack your clone's anus. Although you
I can’t feel it, but it feels good. It’s healthier to poke it.”
It turns out that this damn fat cat is actually doing this kind of thing!
Moreover, Fu Yang's two clones are not wearing any clothes, and they are both naked. It is easy for them to be beaten by Mr. Xiong, that damn fat cat...
I can’t imagine it!
"Damn fat cat, you pervert!"
Fu Yang screamed in fright, and flew up with a kick. He kicked the chubby Mr. Xiong away and fell to the ground with a thud, bouncing several times like a ball.
He himself quickly put away the two clones, for fear that they would be defiled by Master Xiong. Ahem...
No matter how Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong joked about each other and complained about each other, the joy of seeing brothers again was real. The two guys decided to find some food to fill their stomachs first, and then plan how to find Wei Ke.