These are all new sources of power, and by constantly accumulating them, you can quickly improve yourself.
"I want to find more and stronger powers in this world." Wang Xuan believed that although the red light was extremely dangerous, he should find a way to capture it.
The life soil was filled with silver mist and the scent of heavenly medicine was rich. The vitality was more vigorous than before. He felt that the life soil was becoming more and more solid, which was a manifestation of his improved strength.
This time, he brought out a large amount of silver substance.
After Wang Xuan looked inward, his spirit emerged and he saw a lot of charred skin and ashes of clothes on the ground and in front of him.
He sucked in a breath of cold air. There were some details that he had not noticed at first. His body had actually endured great suffering earlier, and there were so many burn marks on it.
Wang Xuan looked again and again, and found that his body was in sync with his spirit and was severely corroded by the red light. Fortunately, the red fog rarely appeared in the outside world.
Otherwise, it would not be lightning-struck wood, but lightning-struck charcoal.
"It seems that there is a mysterious connection between the body and the spirit that transcends perception and common sense."
Silver substance flowed in Wang Xuan's body, replacing most of the super matter, spreading throughout his flesh and blood, and possessing more powerful supernatural properties.
The silver substance instantly synchronized from the spirit to the body, achieving the effect he expected.
After returning this time, he did not feel weak because he consumed very little on the journey and this new extraordinary substance was brought back in large quantities.
Wang Xuan silently gained insights here and verified them with the existing mythological road for two full days and two nights, and gained a lot.
Only at the last moment did he stand up, crush the charred material he had left behind, burn it into dust, and dispose of it completely.
"I almost died, but there are opportunities between life and death. I transplanted heavenly medicine and bathed in the red clouds, as if I was overcoming a calamity."
He was thinking of a name for this state. Rather than saying it was about overcoming the tribulation, it would be more accurate to say it was about turning the tribulation into gain and finding new extraordinary powers.
"The sixth realm in the human world is called the Transformation of Disaster."
Wang Xuan walked out from underground, his clothes had long been burned. With a splash, he jumped into the pool in front of him and washed himself with the waterfall above.
Water splashed and silver mist filled the air. His body was slender, strong and powerful, and it glowed with a crystal luster in the sunlight. He put on his clothes and this training was over.
"My understanding of this realm in the human world is that one has not yet escaped from the human world. One cannot just bury one's head in hard practice, but must also comprehend the real world."
His mind and body have been overloaded for a long time, and he needs to adjust. If he forces himself to squeeze out his potential, it may not be a good thing for his future.
In fact, he also wanted to observe and wait to see if the natural medicine he planted would be stolen.
"If no one enters that desolate and deserted land, then I can continue to open up new land and transplant the herb to other safe sections of the road."
Wang Xuan guessed that wherever his footsteps went and wherever the divine medicine reached, the misty land gradually came to life, and maybe he could return to his own land in an instant with just a thought.
Perhaps, the process of pioneering and searching for new paths is actually the extension, expansion, and approaching of the real land.
What happens when the virtual and the real combine?
"The gradually decaying mythological system is coming to an end. Do I still have time?" Wang Xuan did not relax, and even left here with a slightly heavy heart.
But he also had aspirations. After all, he had found the beginning of a new path.
He did not disturb the Sword Fairy. He let the little thing continue to sleep and grow up quickly. Then he would bring her back from behind the scenes.
"I don't know what I'll see after crossing the Death Pass - the Meteor Crater. It would be great if I could find a few more Heavenly Medicines. I've been planting herbs along the way, and it seems to be quite beneficial."
On the way back, he was still thinking about cultivation. The heavenly medicine was mysterious, it disappeared from his body and was planted in a misty land. Medicine... there is really no such thing as too much medicine.
He walked slowly, paying attention to the conditions in various places. In a mountain range five hundred miles away, he saw an old man clearing wasteland and sowing medicinal herbs.
This is a humanoid creature of the seventh level of transcendence, and it is obvious that he has returned from behind the scenes!
Wang Xuan stepped forward and greeted him. The other party was very calm and could tell that he was a transcendental person, so he talked to him in a calm manner.
"The curtain is about to go down. I don't have any ambitions. Although my realm has fallen, I am very satisfied to be able to come back. In this life, I just want to be an ordinary person."
He was tired of fighting and disliked scheming. He just wanted to find a piece of pure land in the world, read scriptures, fiddle with flowers and plants, and spend his life in peace.
Wang Xuan was surprised, but then he understood. What had this person not experienced? He must be an ancient immortal who, after all the splendor, only wanted to experience the tranquility and beauty of the mortal world.
Perhaps, this is the true immortal with fairy spirit.
But who can really explain it? Some people think that immortals should be ethereal and free from disputes, but if you read the ancient books, which one is like this?
"The immortals who are beyond the mundane world and forget about the world are just the beautiful imaginations of people in reality." Wang Xuan shook his head.
Even the gods in Taoist scriptures are divided into levels. Buddha said that all beings are equal, but there are distinctions between Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats, who accept incense and worship.
Along the way, Wang Xuan saw some fairies and monsters again. Some of them really lived in seclusion in the wilderness, with a shunning mentality. It seemed that they had temporarily escaped from the world.
But there are also some fairies and monsters active in the city, integrating into this era and enjoying the colorful world.
For example, some demons and fairies have become stars, and have returned earlier than the rising stars. They are sought after by everyone and are so popular that they almost forget their own identities.
There are also gods who live in seclusion in the city. They are extremely powerful, do not cause trouble, do not show extraordinary powers, and just live a quiet life. No one knows what the future will be like.
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