From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

Light rain filled the sky, a strange light bloomed from Yingchuan's body, and he entered a strange state.

Thunder from the sky continued to fall on him, and the rain of light slowly formed a light cocoon. Yingchuan began to transform, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy and dragon energy around him.

The Xiaoyao Sword itself glowed with rosy light, wrapping around Yingchuan and transforming with him, like a guard protecting its master.

This is extremely rare, far rarer than a breakthrough in realm, and will result in a qualitative transformation.

This calamity light itself possesses the characteristics of baptism, not to mention that the Xiaoyao Sword itself has the law of transformation and also contains the meaning of transformation.

The heavenly tribulation slowly passed. After all, it was only a tribulation for weapons, not for humans, so the intention to go against heaven was not so obvious.

There was only a cocoon of light above the sky. The cocoon broke open, and a naked man appeared. His whole body was crystal clear and emitting a glow. His long black hair was casually draped behind his head. He was tall and majestic, with a pair of eyes emitting a strange light. The yin and yang energies flowed through his body, perfect.

There is still a jade pendant around his neck, but it has fallen into a certain degree of dormancy. This will also be of great benefit to it, and it will become more resilient when it wakes up.

The golden light turns into light rain and dissipates, symbolizing baptism.

Yingchuan's cultivation level has not changed, but his body has transformed, and so has his spiritual consciousness, becoming more ethereal. Yingchuan has no idea how strong it has become.

The Xiaoyao Sword flew into Yingchuan's spiritual world on its own and disappeared into it. Because of Yingchuan's transformation, his spirituality was baptized to a certain extent.

Yingchuan took out a Taoist robe and put it on. Quite a few people had gathered around, led by some important officials in the Nascent Soul stage. They were attracted and came mostly to join in the fun.

You should be Bai Qi. When the leader heard that you were back, he greeted you first.

Yingchuan did not reveal the existence of the Xiaoyao Sword because human minds were unpredictable. He just said that he had gotten a chance to refine a weapon while traveling. They believed him. Yingchuan had only met a few people in total, and there were only three people who knew about this, including himself.

This was the best explanation, and they believed it, mainly because the country chiefs and the others had more or less friendship with each other, and the King of Qin also attached great importance to attitude. Moreover, the inheritance of refining equipment was most likely to cause heavenly calamity, so he was not without a plan, and of course he did not want to offend him. After chatting for a few words, they dispersed.

Yingchuan found Bailixi, who had exhausted a lot of energy and was recovering through breathing exercises.

It seems that you have succeeded. Remember that this matter cannot be known to outsiders. You know the price better than I do.

Yes, Mr. Bai, Yingchuan thanked him sincerely. He was still a "human", but his emotions were suppressed to the freezing point. If he wanted to completely abandon it, he needed a "medium", which he could not do yet.

Afterwards, Yingchuan Panzuo began to digest his gains and communicated with the Xiaoyao Sword. They had overcome the tribulation together before, and the sword had gained a certain spirituality. Determining it as his natal magic weapon was just a process.

The two of them were in spiritual communication, and it officially became his natal magic weapon, absorbing Yingchuan's spiritual power, being nourished by the golden elixir, with dragon energy hovering around it, constantly immersing itself in it, and becoming stronger.

After that, Ying Chuan examined himself. Spiritual energy was flowing under his skin and flesh, emitting a faint white light. His skin was crystal clear, without any impurities, and not stained by immortal dust. Qi and blood were gathered in his body, golden light was emitting on the surface of his bones, his eyebrows were glowing, and his third eye resided in this small space.

The spine is like a pillar supporting the sky, with the most concentrated dragon energy. In the dantian, the golden elixir emits yin and yang energy, which contains his origin. The power of the golden elixir nourishes the Xiaoyao Sword.

The sword is simple and ancient, emitting bursts of power, and a strange light flows on it.

The spiritual power in his body was rich and heavy. The void was somewhat distorted when he took action. The world wall of Jiuzhou was not so strong, which was why he was able to break the void.

My thoughts have become clearer, and I have begun to understand my own scriptures.

When he woke up from meditation, Baili Xi had already recovered and was sitting there observing himself.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little complicated, as if he wanted to say something. Yingchuan was interested and asked, "Mr. Bai, what can I do for you? I can agree to anything."

Alas, what a pity. I am an equipment refiner, but none of my juniors can satisfy me. You have this talent, but equipment refining is your weakest point. I don’t know whether it is luck, misfortune, or fate, he sighed.

Yingchuan also understood what this meant. He felt a little happy that he had picked up a bargain, but his face remained calm.

But it is impossible for him to pass everything to himself. A weapon refiner mainly relies on experience and himself, and no one else can help him.

He waved his hand and gave his experience to Yingchuan. This was all he could give.

Yingchuan was calm and collected, so he accepted it. The two of them talked a little more about the Xiaoyao Sword, and then Yingchuan bowed and said goodbye.

There is no need for Yingchuan to leave Xianyang for the time being, so he stays here and hone his skills.

He returned to the Meng Mansion. He did not plan to buy a house. It was not worth it. After all, the house price was terribly expensive. It would take decades to make back the money. The worst that could happen was to rent a house. Anyway, he had forgotten what face was.

It was you who caused the previous thunder tribulation, which was quite shocking. Meng Yuan also observed the thunder tribulation, but if he went there, it might cause trouble. It doesn't matter for me, but Yingchuan might not be able to withstand it.

Yes, Yingchuan replied indifferently. He knew he knew about it, but he was also honest enough and did not go, otherwise he would not have been able to get away so easily.

Your aura... gives me the feeling that it has changed a lot. It seems that you have benefited a lot. How do you feel now? Meng Yuan was filled with fighting spirit. After all, he was interrupted last time when he was in high spirits, but his fighting spirit was still boiling.

I'm not sure about this, but we can give it a try. Yingchuan also has this intention and wants to test the gains this time.

The two smiled at each other and were immediately teleported to a desolate Gobi Desert, where the battle continued.

Yingchuan experienced the baptism of lightning, which was similar to the Nascent Soul's thunder tribulation. He became stronger, and his own magic power also experienced baptism, and was essentially almost the same as the Nascent Soul.

To be more on the safe side, Meng Yuan only suppressed his strength to the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage. After all, if he really fell into the hands of the Golden Core, he would lose face. He had lived for five or six hundred years, and the only thing he cared about was face and cultivation.

Yin and Yang energies flowed around Yingchuan's body, light emerged, the world was divided into two parts, and the division of Yin and Yang affected everything.

Could it be that he and Zhang Yi were practicing the same technique? Meng Yuan was confused and puzzled because he had never seen him use it before.

The dividing lines were everywhere, and it all happened in just a moment. The flesh and blood exploded, leaving only a broken body of flesh and blood. The Nascent Soul recovered, and I felt a chill down my spine, feeling relieved.

Ying Chuan also followed his intuition and didn't expect him to be so strong. If he was a Nascent Soul, he would most likely be defeated even if Meng Yuan didn't die.