111: C111 Using the Furnace and the Soul as the Foundation

C111 Using the Furnace and the Soul as the Foundation

White-haired old man nodded and looked at Zhou Yang with a smile. He then said to Guyu, "This kid is indeed a genius. He is trying to break through his realm. Miao Hong should be one of the outstanding geniuses of the younger generation of Guyu. It is a rare battle, so Zhou Yang naturally won't miss this opportunity."

"Breaking through in battle?"

Guyu opened her mouth and looked back at Zhou Yang, who was jumping on the platform, in shock. She was a little surprised, but Eldest Senior Brother basically did not hold back. And Zhou Yang actually treated Eldest Senior Brother as a practice target? This was too ridiculous, wasn't it?

If something were to happen, Zhou Yang might be seriously injured. Although Zhou Yang looked like he was very skillful, he didn't dare to directly receive Eldest Senior Brother's sword with his fist. He should be able to tell that this purple-colored sword wasn't an ordinary item.

"That's right. This kid has extraordinary talent. He is a rare talent. This time, you have to go down the mountain and learn from him. The life and death of our Flying Immortal Sect depends on you." white-haired old man said to Guyu with a smile.

Guyu was a little surprised when she heard what her master said. Her realm was slightly lower than Eldest Senior Brother's.

However, Guyu did not think too much about it. Along with the exclamations of the crowd, the situation had reached its climax. When she looked at Zhou Yang again, he actually slowly closed his eyes, as if he was comprehending something.

Even so, Zhou Yang had blocked all of Eldest Senior Brother's attacks. As time passed, Zhou Yang slowly changed from attacking to defending.

"What a tough bone!"

Miao Hong gritted his teeth and stirred up the remaining inner Qi in his body. He once again slashed at Zhou Yang. After this period of battle, the battlefield had become full of bumps and hollows, and stone fragments flew everywhere.

Zhou Yang, on the other hand, still closed his eyes and relied solely on the Divine Sense to capture the changes in energy in the air. He recalled the previous battle in his mind over and over again.

He could feel his strength rapidly rising. The suppressed Genuine Qi in his body was like a violent beast that caused his meridians to swell and hurt, but he still felt that there was something missing.

The middle Foundation Establishment stage was like a door. Zhou Yang had already arrived at the door, but he could not open it no matter how hard he tried. It was as if he lacked a key to open the door.

What was wrong?

What else did he need?

Zhou Yang's movements became slower and slower. There were a few times when he failed to dodge Miao Hong's sword light and was almost chopped off the cliff, but his face was still calm.

Guyu was also very anxious when she saw this. Zhou Yang's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. For a moment, Miao Hong had the upper hand.

Miao Hong naturally noticed Zhou Yang's unusual condition, but he was in a hurry to win. He did not choose to stop. Today, after fighting with Zhou Yang for so long, he had already felt that his face had been swept away. He had to take Zhou Yang down in one go!

Little Junior Sister, just wait and see. I will definitely defeat Zhou Yang!

"Ah!"

Miao Hong seemed to have gone crazy. He raised his right hand and pointed his sword at Zhou Yang. His left hand formed a sword spell, and he frantically circulated the inner Qi in his body. He tried his best to squeeze out his potential. The energy on the sword was getting stronger and stronger. It surpassed all his previous moves.

Even under the influence of inner Qi, the small rock on the ground began to tremble slightly. This aura made Guyu and the other brothers feel very stifled. Guyu was still alright. The other junior brothers were already trembling with fear as they retreated dozens of meters. Only then did they feel a little better.

"After this sword, if you can still stand, then consider me, Miao Hong, the loser!"

Miao Hong roared angrily. The long purple-green sword seemed to be glowing as it stabbed towards Zhou Yang.

Guyu held her breath and looked at Zhou Yang who stood motionless on the spot. Her heart was in a mess.

White-haired old man's expression also became serious. This sword carried a powerful inner Qi and it was almost unavoidable. It would not be easy for Zhou Yang to catch Miao Hong's sword.

Zhou Yang's heart was empty, as if he was in chaos. Time seemed to have stopped, and his heart moved. Zhou Yang opened his eyes and saw that the purple sword tip was only a few centimeters away from his shoulder.

Everything in the battlefield had stopped moving. Guyu looked worried, white-haired old man looked worried, and the Flying Immortal Sect disciples who were more than twenty meters away, as well as the crazy Miao Hong who was less than a meter away from him.

Zhou Yang also saw him. He closed his eyes tightly, as if the sword would pierce through his shoulder in the next moment, and blood would splash onto the ground.

"Immortality cultivator. Borrowing the mortal body to defy the heavens. Borrowing this body to cultivate the indestructible body of the Vajra."

Zhou Yang strolled on the platform. He had a feeling that he had fallen into such a situation. For some reason, these words suddenly appeared in his mind.2

This voice had been lingering in Zhou Yang's mind, and it couldn't be erased. Zhou Yang could feel the energy in the arena, and that voice continued to resound in his mind.

"Since ancient times, there has never been an immortal person, nor has there been an eternal body. The only thing that has lasted for eternity is the law. Only by borrowing the four spirits can it last for a long time..."

"With the body as the furnace, and the soul as its foundation?"

Zhou Yang quietly pondered the reasoning behind it.

What were the four spirits? Wind, water, earth, and fire were the four spirits...

"Wind is the heart and lungs, water is the blood, earth is the flesh, fire is the eternal body temperature in the body..."

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up, as if he had found the answer to the riddle.

"I understand... So this is the true cultivation..."

A white light flashed in front of Zhou Yang's eyes, and he returned to reality in an instant. He moved his left hand and an invisible force blocked his chest. No matter how sharp Miao Hong's sword was, it couldn't get any closer to Zhou Yang's body!

"He succeeded! He really succeeded!"

White-haired old man stood up excitedly. Guyu, who was beside him, was delighted. Seeing that Zhou Yang was fine, she also heaved a sigh of relief. She turned around and saw her master who had lost control of himself. A few surprised thoughts flashed across Guyu's heart. Since childhood, this was the first time she had seen her master lose control of himself like this.

"What?"

Miao Hong was already in front of Zhou Yang, but with just a wave of his hand, Zhou Yang's sword was no longer able to pierce through Zhou Yang's body. This kind of feeling frightened Miao Hong.

Zhou Yang was standing right in front of him, but in a trance, Miao Hong felt as if Zhou Yang was thousands of miles away, as if there was a gully dozens of meters wide between him and Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes and quietly felt the changes in his body. He had finally reached the mid Foundation Establishment stage!

A brand new realm, a stronger strength. Even Zhou Yang's muscles had become more compact. The huge pressure that he felt on his meridians had disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Yang even felt happy that the move he had unintentionally made just now was incomparably powerful!

As long as he thought in his heart, a strange fluctuation would be produced when the Genuine Qi moved, and the distance between him and the enemy would be instantly pulled apart.

The opponent clearly looked very close, but he felt that it was very far away from Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang was not restricted. A word instantly popped up in Zhou Yang's mind.

"Close, Yet Worlds Apart!"

Then this move would be called "Horizon," but Zhou Yang had also comprehended the weakness of this move. If it was someone with a higher cultivation base than Zhou Yang, they would be able to ignore this move. This made Zhou Yang somewhat depressed. This move was only useful to those with similar strength.

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