Chapter 8 - Cultivator In Martial God World - NovelsTime

Cultivator In Martial God World

Chapter 8

Author: sha ming
updatedAt: 2025-05-05

I don''t know how long later, the golden giant cocoon burst open with a sudden bang, turned into a little golden light again, filled the whole void and flickered constantly.

    In the center of Yang Xuandan''s field, there were three white cyclones, which turned slowly.

    When the three cyclones appeared, the external heaven and earth aura began to slowly flow into the three cyclones.

    Yang Xuan looked at this scene, but he was very excited. He had a clear understanding in his heart - three layers of Qi refining.

    He, the only cultivator in the martial god world, has reached the third level of Qi refining.

    From then on, a new road was paved in front of him.

    Yang Xuan pushed the three cyclones to rotate slowly with his mind. His aura was slow, but he kept pouring into the cyclones for a moment.

    The energy vortex above his head had long disappeared. Yang Xuan knew that the huge energy vortex would appear only when the aura in the cyclone accumulated to a certain extent and advanced.

    After quitting internal vision, Yang Xuan found that the time had only passed for about an hour.

    His eyes swept around, and Yang Xuanli felt different.

    His eyes swept, and the surrounding things were extremely clear, which gave him a new feeling. At the same time, his feeling became extremely sharp, and he could even feel the waves of the breeze blowing the leaves.

    He knew that this was definitely not an illusion, but the benefits brought to him by the third layer of Qi refining.

    This advance not only allowed him to enter the third level of Qi refining, but also brought incomparable benefits to Yang Xuan''s spirit and made his ideas stronger.

    But when he recalled what had just happened, his heart was not afraid for a while.

    At that time, if his indomitable heart had not turned into a will, and finally turned the tide and turned defeat into victory, the consequences would be unimaginable.

    Against the power of the rules of a world, think about it and know that there are many dangers.

    At the moment, he knew in his heart that his strength was still too weak to attract the attention of the power of rules.

    When he becomes stronger and stronger, the force of rules imposed on him will become stronger and stronger until he is turned into powder by the force of rules, or he is above the rules of the world.

    There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two.

    However, he never regretted that if he was allowed to make another choice, he would still do so even though he knew there was a great danger.

    There will be no free lunch in the world. If you want to have a great harvest, you have to pay a great deal. It has always been the case since ancient times.

    If you master the method, the rest will be natural.

    Yang Xuan''s mental thoughts sank into the Dantian, concentrated incomparably, and slowly pushed the three cyclones to accelerate their rotation. With the acceleration of the cyclones, the speed of Reiki entering the body began to become faster.

    With the influx of aura, the three cyclones separated a aura and swam around. It nourishes his body one by one, making his body more tough and agile.

    At the moment, an idea flashed through his mind.

    Reiki enters the body and turns into true yuan, which is to refine Qi.

    Zhenyuan is like an emperor and its aura is like a soldier.

    At this time, there is no true yuan in his body. When all the Reiki in his body turns into liquid true yuan, I''m afraid he will move forward to the second stage of truth Cultivation - foundation building.

    At this moment, he looked forward to it.

    The bright moon is bright, the cool wind is blowing, the surroundings are silent, and only the leaves are whirling.

    Yang Xuan sat quietly on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, breathing and breathing, revealing a mysterious charm.

    In such an environment, Yang Xuan began his first active cultivation in his life.

    The night was deeper, and the whole world fell into silence, but no one thought that there was a teenager who took a step that would shake the whole world in the future.

    ……

    At the same time, Yang Jing, the fourth manager, was unable to sleep. His thoughts were full of confusion and even a trace of fear.

    Thinking of his previous attitude towards Yang Xuan''s mother and son, and then thinking of Niu Yuan''s cold body, he had an unprecedented trace of regret in his heart. However, he immediately threw away his regret and turned it into insidious.

    His eyes became cruel and poisonous, like a poisonous snake in the night.

    It''s hard for me if you don''t die!

    ……

    When I woke up again, it was already slightly bright. Yang Xuan patted his clothes and stood up. Although I sat all night, I didn''t feel any paralysis in my legs, and the whole person looked refreshed and tired.

    When she got back to her residence, her mother had got up to work. She saw Yang Xuan coming from outside, but it was not surprising. She just thought Yang Xuan got up early.

    These days, Qian found that people around her seemed to look at her differently.

    Originally, those people looked at her with disdain, ridicule, disgust and other emotions. Now, she sensitively found that the eyes of the people around her had changed, containing an inexplicable taste, which made her a little strange.

    This change made her uneasy and worried secretly. Don''t be afraid of any changes.

    Seeing Yang Xuan at the moment, he thought of it and said to Yang Xuan, "Xiao Xuan, have you found something different these days?"

    Yang Xuan took over the bucket full of water in his mother''s hand and helped her pour it into the huge washing basin. Looking at his mother''s red hands, his heart was slightly sour. He smelled and said, "no, mom, what''s the matter?"

    While putting the clothes to be starched into the wooden basin, Qian thought for a moment and hesitated: "I feel that those people look at me wrong in recent days. It seems that, uh... My mother is not sure. She always feels a little afraid!" after that, she frowned and couldn''t believe what she said. It would be good if these people didn''t bully them, How can you be afraid?

    Yang Xuanwen suddenly heard that the impact of killing Niu Yuan appeared.

    But what puzzled him was that the originally imagined storm did not come, everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

    Of course, Yang Xuan was not naive enough to think that this matter had passed.

    Although it is not a big deal for the Big Mac of the Yang family to kill one or more servants as a direct member of the Yang family, if this person is replaced by Yang Xuan, it will definitely cause waves.

    But now the calm always made him feel that it was just the calm before the storm.

    There was a little expectation in his heart. A trace of cold appeared at the corner of his mouth. Yang Xuan secretly said, "come on, I''ll wait!"

    Unconsciously, even Yang Xuan didn''t notice that he had changed!

    Yang Xuan wouldn''t tell his mother the truth. It would only make his mother afraid. He comforted his mother, lifted the bucket and began the day''s work.

    In the next few days, it was still calm, but those servants always bowed their heads to avoid when they saw Yang Xuan. They couldn''t dodge. They also bowed their eyebrows and became extremely obedient.

    Yang Xuan enjoyed this feeling very much. Looking at those people who had disdained to ignore him now bow their eyebrows in front of him, he couldn''t help feeling a little different. He also tasted the benefits of strength for the first time.

    These days, he didn''t give up his cultivation. Every night, he still insisted on absorbing Reiki and expanding Zhenyuan. However, after that day, he never went to the back mountain again, but changed to practice in his own room.

    Now, the main problem facing him is how to use Reiki. Although Reiki has great power when it is hit at random after it is turned into a true yuan, he knows that practitioners have thousands of means, but they don''t just use brute force.

    However, as the only cultivator in the world, where does he go to find Taoism?

    This problem has been in his mind for a long time, but he can''t get in. However, Yang Xuan is not in a hurry. He knows that what should come will come!

    In the afternoon of that day, he was chopping firewood in the yard. The snowy firewood knife was raised high and glittered in the sun. Then it fell rapidly. With a slap, a piece of stake was split in half from the middle. He has repeated this action for many years. The so-called practice makes perfect. Even if he closes his eyes, he can hit the center of the stake.

    Yang Xuan''s heart is not here at this time. He is constantly thinking about how to find a way to use Reiki.

    The sunlight reflected by the raised firewood knife fell on Yang Xuan''s eyes, which closed his eyes involuntarily. After reacting, he slowly put away the firewood knife. When he was about to chop it again, his eyes suddenly fell on the firewood knife.

    The firewood knife made of pig iron glows with snow and snow. The blade is extremely sharp because Yang Xuan often grinds it, and a cold light flashes from time to time.

    Yang Xuan had a sudden movement in his heart.

    The firewood knife moves because of the force of the arm, and the firewood knife can split firewood because the blade is thin and sharp.

    In that case, can you use your mind as your arm and your aura as your blade to attack like a firewood knife?

    Yang Xuan''s heart pounded and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He felt that a new road appeared in front of him.

    When he thought of doing it, his mind sent out, and a aura suddenly gushed out of the Dantian.

    There''s a play! Yang Xuan was so happy that he dared not neglect it and continued to concentrate.

    Aura appeared in front of Yang Xuan''s body. In Yang Xuan''s feeling, it first became a group, and then slowly formed a transparent crescent according to Yang Xuan''s idea.

    For a moment, Yang Xuan almost burst into laughter. The appearance of the transparent crescent moon represents that his idea is correct.

    "Go!" Yang Xuan drank softly.

    Before the voice fell, the transparent crescent rushed to a pagoda tree with a thick bowl mouth not far away.

    "Poof!" the crescent moon collided with the locust tree and made a soft sound.

    A breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the locust tree rustled, as if laughing.

    "Ga?" Yang Xuan was silly.

    After the locust tree was hit by the crescent moon, there was nothing at all. Even there was no trace on the tree.

    "This......" Yang Xuan was a little stunned.

    It''s like a man holding a long knife and cutting the enemy excitedly, but the enemy has nothing to do. Instead, he holds his arm, smiles and says, come again. It''s embarrassing and incredible.

    Unwilling, a crescent moon almost twice as big as before slowly formed again.

    "Go!" said Yang Xuan, gnashing his teeth.

    A breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the locust tree rustled and laughed again.

    A larger crescent was formed.

    "Go!" Yang Xuan grinned, his eyes red.

    A breeze blowing, locust branches and leaves rustling

    "Go!" Yang Xuan clenched his teeth, his eyes flushed and his voice hoarse.

    A breeze blew

    ……

    After a long time, Yang Xuan breathed heavily. It''s not tired, it''s angry.

    Damn it, Yang Xuanmeng jumped up and rushed to the locust tree. He cut wildly with a firewood knife in his hand. Looking at the tree, there were many horizontal openings, which calmed his anger a little.

    Calm down, Yang Xuan began to think carefully.

    The aura in the cyclone can form a crescent blade according to his idea, which shows that at least the first half of his idea is correct, and the aura can be transformed into any shape.

    However, when the crescent moon hit the locust tree, it could not cause any substantive damage to the locust tree. Yang Xuan never thought of such a result.

    Why is that? Yang Xuan was lost in thought.

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