The fusion of artistic conception and immortal power is a kind of combustion. With immortal power as the fuel, the refining of artistic conception becomes a crystal of aspirations!
At the moment when the crystal of the aspiration is refining, there can be such a moment, there will be a kind of incarnation of nothingness, a sense of wandering heaven and earth.
This kind of sentiment is extremely rare, and it is called the enlightenment of aspirations.
Generally speaking, the first thing a monk on the cultivation star achieves aspiration is to withdraw his life soul with the power of the aspiration perception. Although the probability is only half, it must be tried!
Wang Lin’s soul has been recovered, so naturally there is no need to choose this step. At this moment, all the celestial jade in the storage bag is placed around his body. These celestial jade is quickly being squeezed out of the last trace of celestial power, and then turned into pieces. .
There is no wind here, and these fragments are not flying, but like lime paving.
A large amount of immortal energy burrowed into the body from the hairs of Wang Lin's body, quickly infiltrated into the meridians, and condensed towards the reincarnation of life and death in the Yi Yuanshen.
A kind of self-deterioration, in Wang Lin's body, has always been continuous.
As if a storm of fire was ignited, Wang Lin’s body was undergoing a kind of earth-shattering change. His soul was like a huge cocoon. The artistic conception was the spirit in the cocoon, the fairy qi, then It's the blazing fire outside the cocoon!
The heavier the fire, the more spiritual this cocoon will be, and the more the artistic conception within it will be combined with it!
The ultimate goal of the fusion of immortal power and artistic conception is to merge the soul with it!
Since then, regardless of the difference between artistic conception and primordial spirit, primordial spirit is primordial spirit, and primordial spirit is primordial spirit!
The fire outside the cocoon continues to burn, becoming more intense. Whenever the fire is about to dim, a large amount of immortal energy is immediately inhaled from the body, like the wind blowing the fire grass, making the flame heavier!
This fairy fire burns in Wang Lin's body. It is an intangible thing that ordinary people can see with the naked eye, but if you look at it with divine consciousness, you can clearly see an amazing scene of Wang Lin emitting flames all over the body. .
After hearing the Tao, Xi died. This sentence that all aspiring leaders knew was also related to this invisible fire. If you can’t pass this level, then this fire will turn the intangible into the substance, from the inside and the outside, Burn the soul and flesh to ashes in an instant!
The cocoon of the primordial spirit in the flame became more agile, and the scroll of life and death within it no longer remained the same, but slowly melted, as if to merge with the cocoon of the primordial spirit.
Time gradually passed, and the immortal fire that burned the cocoon of the primordial spirit did not dissipate at all. As the immortal power continued to merge, it became more and more prosperous!
The artistic conception in the cocoon melted at this moment, forming a chaotic air, which was called vitality in ancient times!
In ancient times, there was no word for monk. The cultivators at that time called themselves, Qiqishi!
The Kunlun Qi Practitioners who were once powerful are the typical representatives of practitioners in ancient times.
The reason why they call themselves qi-trainers, this word of qi, is this vitality! It is this vitality that they cultivate!
This vitality is refined and warmed from the artistic conception in the cocoon of Wang Lin Yuanshen, like a fetus in the mother's body, constantly growing.
If it were in ancient times, this vitality should not be in the primordial spirit, but pulled out to replace the whole body of immortal power!
But since the immortal realm appeared in the void, the cultivator became immortal, and in order to seek longevity, he took this vitality as true vitality, which externally envelops the immortal power, so there is it. As long as a mouthful of true essence is still there, it will not The ancient monks and fairies who died!
This bit of true essence, what I said, is this vitality!
In Wang Lin's body, the invisible fire became more intense, and the vitality in the cocoon of the primordial spirit gradually condensed with each other, turning into a drop of water-like existence, crystal clear, changing various shapes.
It's just that this water liquid can't crystallize all the time, and if it can't crystallize, it can't form the crystal of aspiration!
Wang Lin's consciousness is extremely clear, he tried many times, but after still unsuccessful, he took a deep breath. Qi, at this moment, the celestial jade around his body was all shattered with the banging sound, becoming a horror, all the celestial power, like a stream of fast-fluttering tobacco, entered the body along Wang Lin's nose.
After entering Wang Lin's body, the immortal power in this last immortal jade instantly increased the intensity of that invisible immortal fire by several times. In an instant, it seemed that immortal fire spurted from Wang Lin's mouth, nose, and seven orifices.
His body began to secrete a lot of sweat, but as soon as the sweat appeared, it immediately turned into vapor and floated into the sky. Gradually, the white vapor on Wang Lin's head became thicker and thicker.
The immortal fire in Wang Lin's body was scorching and refining toward the cocoon of the primordial spirit with an unprecedented intensity, and the vitality water in it, under the refining of the immortal fire, finally began to crystallize!
At the moment when it was about to crystallize, suddenly, the whole crystal trembled, and the trembling was silent, but this tremor immediately pulled the Cocoon of the Primordial God, causing the cocoon to move!
As soon as the Cocoon of the Yuanshen moved, the immortal fire outside suddenly showed signs of collapse, and it was not refining, but spreading out.
On Wang Lin, the invisible fire immediately transformed into substance, aspiring, and about to fail!
At this moment, Wang Lin had previously swallowed another gift from the surroundings in his body, the crystal of aspiration, emerged from the dantian in Wang Lin's body, and entered the fairy fire.
The fairy fire is not only unreachable for this thing, but as the aspiring crystal floats, the flame is actually slightly dimmed, as if this thing can extinguish the fairy fire.
Zhou Yi's Apocalypse Crystal flew to Wang Lin's Cocoon of the Primordial Spirit, merged into it without any hindrance, and appeared beside Wang Lin's Apocalyptic Crystal.
Two aspiring crystals, one is the reincarnation of life and death, and the other is dying infatuation. Zhou Yi's aspiration crystal surrounds Wang Lin's aspiration crystal, and then suddenly collapses!
The moment it collapsed, the vitality contained in it was all sucked into Wang Lin's aspiration crystal in that instant!
Wang Lin's aspiring crystal grows crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, it has changed from the initial size of a fingernail to a little finger!
At this moment, the Chute of the Primordial Spirit is no longer shaking, and the immortal fire outside is no longer transforming into substance. All of this seems to be an understatement, but I don't know that the moment just now is a line of life and death!
The crystal of the aspiration fused with Zhou Dao's vitality, at the moment of forming, the cocoon of the primordial spirit in Wang Lin's body immediately shrank, enclosing the crystal of the aspiration.
In the cocoon of the soul, a new breath is slowly brewing!
This process lasted for a long time... a long time...
Sitting cross-legged in the cave, Wang Lin didn't move, as if Huan had always existed for a long time.
In the outside world, the stars shifted, the sun and the moon alternated. In the Sky Demon County, the Sky Demon City had already been rebuilt ten years ago, and its size and scale were exactly the same as the city back then!
The imperial capital still stands, and the ten thousand zhang square under the demon gate that day still exists!
On the square, the huge demon drum is still there!
Ten years passed in a flash, and the residents of Sky Demon City had avoided a catastrophe ten years ago, but the situation at that time made them unforgettable forever!
In the Sky Demon City, the legend about a monk named Wang Lin continued to circulate from afar.
The painting boat of that year is no longer there. Even the people on the painting boat have disappeared, and perhaps no longer play.
The young man who had been drinking wine with Wang Lin all night, at this moment, was on a loft in the imperial capital, looking into the sky, beside him, there was a young girl standing beside him, this young girl was beautiful, but she was naughty. .
If Xu Liguo were there, and seeing this girl, she would definitely rush on her mouth, yelling Little Beauty, your brother Xu is back again!
The young man sighed at this moment and murmured to himself: "Strange, ten years ago, that little guy has disappeared completely. Even the five grandfathers joined forces to check with their gods, but they could not find the trace of this person, as if he looked like him. Leaving the land of the demon spirit!"
In the Sky Demon County, the underground city!
After this city was newly built, there was a glorious mansion in the middle of the east end, and a plaque on the mansion was written with four characters!
"Di Deputy Marshal's Mansion"
There are countless servants in the mansion, and there are rockery everywhere, quite quiet and elegant. At this moment, a big man wearing a handsome robe is standing in the backyard of the rockery, looking at the sky in the distance, with a sigh in his expression.
Behind the big man, there were three people standing, all of them wearing the armor of the demon general, standing behind the big man, motionless and respectful.
"Brother Wang, where did you go?" The big man sighed deeply.
In the cave, Wang Lin hasn't moved in the past ten years. He has always sat cross-legged, like a stone man.
In his body, in the cocoon of the primordial spirit, warming and slowly ending, a breath of thrilling breath, slowly emanating from the cocoon.
I don't know how long, the cocoon that the soul turned into, suddenly, a crack appeared, the crack was very thin, and it split slightly.
Immediately afterwards, another crack appeared, and then more cracks continued to be drawn across the cocoon. The cracks on the cocoon became more and more old. Eventually, this cocoon shattered!
At the moment of shattering, gray rays of light flickered from within, and from the shattered cocoon, a new born soul slowly floated out.
This primordial spirit body is no longer transparent, but materialized, even if it is not much different from the physical body, within it, the crystal of aspiration slowly radiates vitality and flows through it.
The primordial spirit of the monks in the quest period is the artistic conception!
This is the real artistic conception into the body!
The primordial spirit floated out, and the shattered cocoon immediately melted, forming a trace of nourishment of the primordial spirit, which was absorbed by the primordial spirit. After the last nutrient was absorbed, the primordial spirit gradually sat down cross-legged. The moment he sat down, Wang Lin's body shook. For the first time in ten years, he opened his eyes.
"Aspiring!" Wang Lin whispered to himself, bright light flashed in his eyes! After seven hundred years of cultivation, he finally reached the aspiring cultivation base, aspiring, placed in any sixth-level cultivation country, it is a top-level existence!
Even in the seventh-level cultivation country, aspiring monks, they are also strong!
But Wang Lin, who has been sitting in meditation for ten years in Wending's insight, has gained something else from that insight.