Legend of Heaven Defying Dao - C22
The situation inside his body didn’t seem too bad. Other than his meridians rising and falling a little, he couldn’t find anything abnormal. However, this kind of phenomenon caused Ling Yan to be in a miserable state. His sitting cross-legged slightly trembled as sweat poured down his body.
Ling Yan was sure that a situation like his was absolutely unique in the world of cultivation. Did primeval essence have intelligence? This was impossible. Quintessential Essence was condensed from the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. It was neither a heavenly material nor a creature with spiritual roots. No matter how long it was, it was impossible for Spiritual Awareness to turn into a spiritual object. Excluding this possibility, the only explanation left was the core.
Did the core have spiritual awareness? The only thing Ling Yan could do was grit his teeth and desperately resist the torture of tearing his meridians apart. However, Ling Yan wasn’t worried that his life would be ended just like that.
Suddenly, without any warning, the true essence stopped at the middle position of the “Ren Meridian”. Then, with a sudden surge, it became several times stronger than before. The consequences could be imagined.
This violent impact had already exceeded the limits of what Ling Yan could bear, and his entire body seemed to have been submerged in boiling water. Not only was his body incomparably hot, but more importantly, it was caused by his mental endurance and perseverance, and since he was unable to faint, he had to persevere. No matter what happened next, whether or not his life would truly end, at this point, he could only grit his teeth and persevere; this was the only thing he could do.
True essence was still unhurriedly tearing the meridian channels. After the meridian channels were ruptured, there were no signs of recovery. It quietly hung there, creating a shocking scene. Ling Yan could no longer bear the excruciating pain and the dizziness he was experiencing. The blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth and his Spiritual Altar within his sea of consciousness became more and more blurry.
Right when he was about to fall behind, a cool feeling appeared in his heart without any warning, so the cool feeling split and rushed towards the “Ren Meridian”, covering the ruptured meridian in a way that could repair it. The true energy in front was still destroying it, but the moment the damaged meridian appeared, the cool feeling behind the meridian would immediately wrap it up and repair it.
After the cool sensation, Ling Yan regained his consciousness and could clearly feel what was happening inside his body. The cool sensation came from his core, and Ling Yan could clearly feel it; when the cool sensation first appeared, Ling Yan could vaguely feel a slight tremble in his core.
What was this feeling of coolness? At this point, Ling Yan had regained some of his focus, and was planning to think about some issues to reduce the pain. However, the pain was no longer limited to just his physical body; it had already involved his mind and soul, and the soul’s manifestation was thought, interrupting his thoughts and thoughts. Therefore, Ling Yan was destined to feel the pain of the transformation until the end — he did not know how much time had passed, but Ling Yan was still able to feel it at first, and then his meridians and meridians, Yin Meridians, Yang Meridians, Yang Meridians, Yang Meridians, and so on. Right now, his body didn’t seem to be in charge of anything. He could only helplessly wait for his true essence to obediently return to his dantian to stop and rest, so that he could take a breather.
However, before he could relax completely, his zhen yuan had taken the initiative to search for the Twelve Channels. The pain came again, and Ling Yan was left with no choice but to console himself in his heart.
Ling Yan was completely speechless. He even wanted to die. If someone could give Ling Yan a choice right now, he could either give up his cultivation and let him have his way; or he could continue to improve his cultivation. Ling Yan didn’t hesitate to choose the former and was even grateful to that person.
This was because the primeval essence did not return to the dantian. Instead, it came from somewhere else and once again drilled into this place, going in the opposite direction to open up the tendons and veins for the second time. The four words, ‘one day, one year’ could no longer describe Ling Yan’s current state of mind. Ling Yan no longer had the concept of time, as if the pain had no end. He felt as if a thousand years had passed, a thousand years had passed, and what awaited him would still be a thousand, ten thousand years.
He really wanted to give up — but he did not know how dangerous his situation was. If not for the fact that there was not a single thread of thought burning in the depths of his soul, he might have already gone berserk, and even his power would have disappeared. Even his life seal would have disappeared, and once the life seal disappeared, it would mean that he would not even have the right to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
At some point, Ling Yan had been lying on the straw mat with his head held high and chest held high, and his back straightened. Ling Yan had fallen unconscious, but his even breathing indicated that he wasn’t unconscious, but was in deep sleep.
After a short period of time, Ling Yan finally opened his eyes and woke up. He felt refreshed, and his entire body felt extremely comfortable. He tugged at his sticky clothes and muttered to himself, “Damn it, I nearly died. Damn core … I’ll wait for young master’s cultivation level to increase so that it can’t end with you.”
When he thought about that experience, his heart trembled. It was fine if one did not have such a painful cultivation level when cultivating! Ling Yan muttered as he inadvertently glanced at the clothes on his body. He was greatly surprised. “The clothes have shrunk?” He pulled up his pants to reveal half of his calves and the clothes on his upper body had even turned into the clothes of a child. He wore half of a shirt and was cursing the evil merchants who sold cloth.
Sitting down cross-legged again to sense the situation in his body, he couldn’t help but be stunned for a long time, unable to react. The main meridians of his body, such as the twelve main meridians and the eight main meridians, were abnormally wide, big and large, like a pinky finger, they were pink and full of shape. One look at them and it was obvious that his meridians were filled with strength and toughness.
However, Ling Yan was pleasantly surprised by the slow flow of his meridians and the unceasing roiling of his primeval essence. At this moment, the primeval essence was no longer the gaseous mist, but rather a mercury-white. This silvery glow was very pleasing to the eyes, appearing very perfect.
Right now, the true essence in his body was everywhere. Wherever there were meridians, there was true essence, as if there was another type of blood in his body that had filled every corner of his body, slowly circulating and circulating back and forth. The regulating drive of blood depended on the heart; the regulating drive of true essence was actually … the core.
Although Ling Yan could clearly feel that the core was breathing, he could feel that the core was “breathing” in a rhythm that was not consistent with the rhythm of the heart. With the “breathing” of the core, the primeval essence in his body began to flow unceasingly. The core has actually become my second heart — I have two hearts, is it considered a monster? ”
Its mysterious origins brought about endless mysteries. While Ling Yan gained benefits from the core, his heart was also filled with unwillingness. His lack of understanding of his own body made Ling Yan feel helpless; there were too many uncertainties in the existence of the core. Up until now, the core had shown that it was harmless, but all living things had its opposite side, and what was the reverse side of the core? This was exactly what Ling Yan was worried about.
It was time to go home and visit his father. He didn’t know how much time he spent in seclusion, but if it was too long, his father would definitely be worried sick. When he came to the cave entrance to remove the sealed rock and was about to walk out, he was stunned. The hole in the cave entrance that was just big enough to fit him suddenly stuck his butt.
He raised his palm in a daze. He hadn’t noticed it before, but now, he realized that it had grown to a whole circle. His fingers were long and full. How was this a hand that he used to be familiar with? Lowering his head to take a look at his body, he saw that the clothes that tightly wrapped around his body were not fake clothes that were sold by evil merchants. It was clear that he had “grown up”!
Ling Yan was aghast: “How long have I been in this cave? How many years? More than ten years? ” He measured his height, which was around 1.8 meters. Compared to the original 1.5 meters tall man, it was like the difference between a child and an adult.
“What’s the matter with me?” Ling Yan muttered to himself gloomily, “This won’t do. I have to go back and see dad immediately. I don’t want to become an old man!” The cave entrance was instantly cleaned up. Ling Yan was slightly shocked by his own palm; he had expected this to happen several times. Thinking of his father, he was not in the mood to experience the joy of having his cultivation rise. With a flash, he rushed down the mountain.
When he arrived at the entrance of the house, he saw that the cottage was still the same as before, as if it hadn’t changed much. It was just that his father wasn’t there when he closed the door. Ling Yan opened the door doubtfully. The room was very clear, and it looked like no one had lived in the house for a long time. Ling Yan turned around and smiled when he saw that there was someone walking towards him at a leisurely pace 200 feet away.
Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, “Alright then, I’ll go with you guys!” “Alright then!” Zhang Yang laughed out loud, “Alright, let’s go!”
In the village, there were only two people who could write essays, one was a private school teacher, and the other was Ling Zhong-han. The old teachers in the private school couldn’t be disturbed like this, so most of the villagers came to find him whenever there was a joyous occasion when they needed to write a joint essay.
Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, “Alright then, let’s go back to our village.” “Alright then, let’s go back to our village!” “Alright then, let’s go back to our village!” Zhang Yang laughed out loud and said, “Alright then, let’s go!