This is an extremely novel perspective experience, completely different from observing the world with the naked eye.

Not only is everything seen extremely clear, it's like a severely myopic person wearing glasses can see many mysterious colors.

Like a blind man opening his eyes to see the world for the first time, everything around him feels so novel.

Not only that, spiritual consciousness can also look inside one's own body.

Zhang Yuan looked at his body with some curiosity. The blood, bones, internal organs, etc. were all clearly visible, as well as the magic power that was circulating in the sky.

He felt that there was still something missing in his cultivation. He was just a little short of completing the stage of refining and transforming qi and successfully establishing the foundation.

"Xuan Xiao Sutra" can be used to assist cultivation by playing the cave flute, which is the way of music...

An idea flashed in Zhang Yuan's mind, and he quickly realized what was wrong with him.

The cave is very spacious, like an underground square, and there are broken stone tables, stone chairs, etc., which have been in existence for I don’t know how many years.

The cave was half-ruined at this time. Except for a spiritual spring, the rest were all mortal objects and nothing of value.

Moreover, this spiritual spring only has the last bit of inspiration left, and it is unknown how many years it will take to recover on its own.

This place is no longer a suitable place for cultivation.

Zhang Yuan took out his cell phone and found that it had long been out of battery, proving that at least a few days had passed.

However, he is a loner, and it doesn't matter even if he has no contact with the outside world for a long time.

"These lines...are they a kind of formation? Not only do they lock the spiritual power, but they also connect the general trend of the mountains and rivers with the earth's energy..."

It didn't take much effort for Zhang Yuan to find the exit of the cave and roughly understand how he appeared here.

He circulated the mysterious method, and the mana flowed out of his body, slowly activating the complicated lines.

Dark clouds cover the moon, the sky and the earth are quiet, and the peaks are silent.

A strange pulse came from the earth, and Zhang Yuan, wrapped in green light, reappeared on Jade Girl Peak, in the corner of Yinfeng Pavilion.

He found that the spiritual power of heaven and earth was almost non-existent, and the same was true of Huashan. At least with his cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, there was nothing magical about it.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuan had already left Huashan and returned to the hotel where he had stayed before.

If you have cultivation in your body, your actions will naturally be successful.

"Sure enough, there is no time to practice. I just practiced once, and more than a month has passed..."

Zhang Yuan was filled with emotion and immediately continued to enjoy the meal.

He ordered a midnight snack, but after not eating for so long, his mouth was full of oil.

Although he did not feel hungry during his cultivation before, and he could even eat wind and drink dew as his cultivation level improved, it was impossible for Zhang Yuan to give up his appetite just because of this.

After eating and drinking enough, he lay down on the soft big bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Another dreamless night.

The next day, Zhang Yuan continued on his journey.

Regarding the improvement of his cultivation level, he is not too anxious. As long as his cultivation level in the later stages of Qi refining does not go crazy and seek death, he is enough to live freely in modern society.

What's more, he is still a good, law-abiding citizen at heart.

Zhang Yuan plans to first master his current strength and learn some practical spells.

Of course, the most important thing is to enjoy life.

Time flies like water, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuan's footprints have been almost all over the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland, and he has seen all the great mountains and rivers.

During this journey, he ate, drank, and had fun, and did not treat himself unfairly. As for his cultivation, Zhang Yuan has not made any progress at all. He is still in the late stage of Qi refining, but his foundation is more solid.

However, he has basically mastered many spells in the Qi refining period, such as object control, light body, breath concentration, etc., just by practicing casually.

In the past two months, Zhang Yuan also taught himself Dongxiao in his spare time.

With the monk's strong learning ability, this is not difficult.

"Playing the cave flute assists cultivation, the way of music..."

In a hotel in Xianyang, Zhang Yuan put down the flute in his hand and stopped playing.

"When I find a suitable Dongxiao, or I spend time making one myself, I can complete the 'Refining Qi' stage of cultivation and create the 'Tao Foundation'..."

The Dongxiao in Zhang Yuan's hand is just a mortal object, without any inspiration, and cannot assist in cultivation.

In the past two months, he has walked among mountains, rivers and rivers. It is not that he has had other adventures and no big opportunities, but small opportunities have continued and he has obtained many spiritual objects, including a storage bag.

However, let alone the magic weapon of the Dongxiao type, there are not even spiritual objects suitable for making the Dongxiao.

Despite this, Zhang Yuan was not anxious or frustrated.

Regarding cultivation, he is very open-minded. After all, his current cultivation level is enough.

On this day, Zhang Yuan went to Phoenix Tower, the pearl of the ancient city of Xianyang.

According to legend, when the Qin Dynasty moved its capital to Xianyang, Nongyu, the daughter of Duke Mu of Qin, played the flute at the Phoenix Terrace to attract the phoenix here.

"I sensed a strange pulse, similar to Jade Girl Peak... It seems that the "Xuan Xiao Sutra" really has an unknown connection with the 'Chenglong Kuaishu'."

Zhang Yuan stared at the ancient buildings on the high platform in front of him, his spiritual sense was touched, and he couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart.

He followed the induction and entered the Phoenix Platform, and soon found the source of the pulse - directly in front of the four halls on the platform.

Zhang Yuan sat down cross-legged, relaxed his mind, and silently circulated the "Xuan Xiao Sutra", trying his best to sense the pulse.

He used the monk's method, but he didn't have to worry about other people disturbing him.

A similar thing happened again. Green light emanated from Zhang Yuan's eyebrows, covering his entire body, and then he disappeared from the place.

……

Zhang Yuan fell into darkness. He felt as if he had fallen into a fast-flowing river. His strength was disappearing, and he could only let the river water hit him and drift with the current.

"Hey, wake up! Can you hear me?"

who is it? Who is calling me? The voice sounds familiar...

Zhang Yuan thought drowsily.

When he finally opened his eyes with some effort, what came into view was the pretty face of a delicate girl.

The girl's appearance is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen her before.

"You finally woke up, you really scared me to death! I just saw you from upstream from a distance..."

Seeing Zhang Yuan regaining consciousness, the girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yuan wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

He only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, the girl in front of him became blurry, and the voice became farther and farther away, and he lost consciousness again.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling. Where was he?

Lifting the quilt on his body, he saw that he was wearing a set of old pink pajamas, and the wounds on his body had been carefully bandaged. (End of chapter)

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