Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Two people sitting together, talking like old friends, someone who doesn't know the situation might really think that they have a special relationship.

Hu Qing's soul was trembling at this moment. The moonlight shining on his body brought waves of coldness.

He is still a soul body now. According to previous situations, as long as Gu Yang is unconscious, he can control his body.

But when he tried to get closer to Gu Yang just now, he was rejected and could not even see the three fragments of the holy artifact.

Hu Qing recalled the battle with the emperor at that time. The suction force generated in the statue's body was probably a sign of soul exchange. However, due to the restrictions on the statue, he did not leave the body.

Seeing Hu Qing was in deep thought, the man did not disturb him. He checked the storage ring he picked up on the ground and broke the spiritual imprints inside one by one. There were still quite a few good things inside.

He took out a set of exquisite tea sets, and found a small clay stove and some tea leaves wrapped in brown paper inside.

He casually snapped his fingers, and a blue firework suddenly lit up in his hand. It was faint and bright, swaying in the cold wind, but it never went out.

He raised his other hand towards the big tree in the distance, clenched it into a fist, shook it left and right, and then slowly stretched it to his chest.

Hu Qing had already been attracted by the gorgeous fireworks. He stared at the man's gesture with envy, not understanding why he did that.

"Click"

Under Hu Qing's shocked eyes, the big tree was broken in half, and then the whole trunk flew into the air and began to shake continuously.

Under the influence of an unknown force, the treetops were stripped of their leaves, part of the trunk was turned into powder, and the other part was cut into regular and neat logs, which slowly flew towards this side.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a little trick of spiritual consciousness!"

The man glanced at Hu Qing, who was standing beside him with a look of shock, stuffed the wood into the small clay stove, sprinkled some wood powder on it, lit it with his hands, then shook his hands and the flames disappeared.

He took out a cowhide bag, opened the lid, took a couple of sips, and after making sure it was pure water, poured it into the stove and waited for it to boil.

"Boy, you're not from this world, are you? I've wanted to tell your fortune since we met. You're truly amazing, but no matter how I try, I can't figure out your origins. All I can see are some tall buildings and some iron scraps floating in the air."

Hu Qing felt a chill on his back. He didn't expect that fortune telling was really possible in this world. And from his description, weren't they just buildings, satellites, or airplanes?

"Does it matter to you whether I'm from this world or not? Besides, aren't you from this era too? What on earth do you want to do this time?"

The man chuckled twice, as if coming from an old stove. He poured a few handfuls of tea leaves into the slightly bubbling stove, stirred it slowly clockwise, and added some wood from time to time.

"You've helped me a lot, so I won't kill you. Drink this tea and leave. Don't show up in this city or these mountains anymore."

Hu Qing was a little puzzled. How could he let him go so easily?

But he couldn't leave. He had to snatch Gu Yang's body and soul. However, now both of them were extremely weak and they definitely couldn't win in a fight. He had to think of another way.

At this moment, Hu Qing couldn't even feel his dantian, let alone his spiritual power. His soul power was so weak that it was almost non-existent. It was all illusory.

He glanced at the man next to him. He was still concerned about the tea leaves in the furnace. His aura was hidden in nature and his situation could not be seen. However, according to the extent of Gu Yang's physical injuries, it would probably take some time for him to recover.

What he has to do now is to delay time as much as possible and see when his soul body can recover.

"Why don't you show up in this city and mountains? What are you going to do?"

Hu Qing regretted it the moment he finished speaking. He shouldn't have asked so directly. He saw "Gu Yang" staring at him with empty eyes.

He opened his lips, uttered a few strange, meaningless laughs, and placed two teacups.

The tea is ready.

The man did not rush to answer Hu Qing's question. He poured tea skillfully, took out a small coffee table, placed the teacups and teapot on it, and poured a cup for each of them.

"Just go ahead. Your friend's meridians are all broken, and he's a complete cripple. Shouldn't I help him rebuild his body?"

The man took a sip of the tea in the cup, exhaled a puff of white steam, and raised his hand to signal Hu Qing to taste it too.

Hu Qing's mind wasn't on tea. Didn't they say that Gu Yang needed a sixth-grade elixir to recover? Was there any other way to recover?

"Can it be restored to its original state? What about his soul?"

The man looked at Hu Qing strangely, "Do you really want to know?"

Hu Qing nodded. Gu Yang’s affairs were his affairs, and they were very important to him.

"A broken meridian can be restored with just a little energy, but his Earth-level spiritual veins haven't been activated yet. Shouldn't I help him?"

The confusion in Hu Qing's eyes grew even greater. He had already mentioned twice what exactly this Earth-grade Spiritual Vein was.

The man saw Hu Qing's doubts, curled his lips involuntarily, and explained:

“Since ancient times, humans have had numerous veins in their bodies to transport and absorb spiritual energy. However, some gifted individuals have special veins in their bodies, which we collectively call spiritual veins.

Spiritual veins are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Black and Yellow. Among cultivators, only one in ten thousand will have a Yellow level spiritual vein, which is enough to show how rare it is. Your friend has an Earth level spiritual vein. Although it has not been activated yet, it is rare to see one in a hundred years.

The effectiveness of cultivating spiritual veins is far superior to ordinary meridians. The higher the grade, the purer the spiritual energy it absorbs, and the lower the threshold for breakthrough, often allowing one to fight against opponents of higher levels."

The man took another sip of tea to moisten his throat which was dry from talking for a long time. Seeing this, Hu Qing filled his teapot again.

"Each spiritual vein has its own unique skill. The higher the grade of the spiritual vein, the more powerful the skill. I once saw a cultivator with an earth-grade spiritual vein who could swallow and crush an entire mountain in one gulp.

However, your friend's spiritual vein has not yet been activated, so I don't know what special skills it brings, but I can be sure that it will be powerful."

The man held up the teacup and recalled the past. Hu Qing was stunned listening beside him. This spiritual vein was so powerful. Gu Yang was indeed a genius.

Hu Qing also picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The warm tea flowed down his mouth, into his body, and then disappeared, bringing a sense of comfort.

"what?"

"You were struck by the primordial purple thunder, and your soul has been sublimated. Now it is between substance and emptiness, so you can naturally carry out some physiological activities."

Hu Qing didn't care about this joy and asked quickly, "How do we activate his Earth-level spiritual veins later? Is there anything I can help with?"

The man laughed, put down the teacup and looked at Hu Qing.

"You won't help!"