When he was on the stage, Yang Qingxuan saw that the foreign race man was greedy, so he decided to teach him a lesson and leave. The thought of footwork flashed in his mind, and a large amount of memory fragments gushed out. They were all fragments of Shang Pan's memories.
They were filled with a large amount of complicated content, and were actually all comprehension and techniques of footwork. They filled his mind in a chaotic and complicated manner.
Yang Qingxuan was moved, so he immediately left the 21st district and found a secret room to go into seclusion, slowly sorting out and digesting the various information in his mind.
"Returning sister to Wu Wang, Wu Wang to the same person, Wu Wang to the same person … …"
"Jia to Bing, Bing to Geng, Geng to Kui … …"
"The intersection of Zi and Chou, the intersection of Chen and Si, the intersection of Wu and Wei … …"
"Wind and Thunder are one change, Mountain and Lake are another change, Water and Fire are another change … …"
Various key points appeared in his mind, turning into one, turning into two, turning into three … … There were actually over ten thousand changes.
In the memory fragments, Shang Pan was in a strange place, stepping on the star positions and constantly practicing. Every few steps, he would find that he was wrong, and change his position to try again.
Time flew by, and after an unknown number of years, Shang Pan was still testing the footwork. Every day, he would take thousands or even tens of thousands of steps.
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled. Behind every genius, there was endless hard work and effort. The power to shatter stars with a raise of a hand was all brought about by thousands of years of humiliation, bitter cultivation, improvement, loneliness, and struggle.
In the memory, Shang Pan, in order to practice this footwork, went into seclusion in that strange place for close to twenty years.
Yang Qingxuan calmed his heart, and slowly integrated Shang Pan's memories and comprehension into his sea of consciousness. It was as if he was in the Shang clan's forbidden area, experiencing every little thing that Shang Pan experienced.
The fragments were like flowing water, quickly brushing past his sea of consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Qingxuan groaned, opened his eyes, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The memory fragments were too scattered and fragmented, and Yang Qingxuan forcefully integrated the twenty years of comprehension into the present. Finally, he could not bear it, and a large part of his heart was injured.
"The path of martial arts, there are no shortcuts."
Yang Qingxuan let out a long sigh. It was wishful thinking to want to comprehend this step in one go.
He calmed himself down and calmed the thoughts in his Sea of Consciousness. He focused on cultivating the Formless Tathagata's Original Vow Sutra to heal the injury on his heart meridian.
His mood was extremely happy. That day, he'd searched Shang Pan's soul with the intention of finding the technique related to this footwork. However, even after completely disintegrating Shang Pan's soul, he wasn't able to find any clues, and it caused him to be extremely disappointed.
Only now did he understand that the footwork was a Daoist magic that transcended the Three Realms and was not part of the Five Elements. Because of this opportunity, his memories had been triggered, and the various aspects of the Daoist magic were revealed.
Even so, it was mostly related information, such as how powerful this technique was, how Shang Pan cultivated it, and so on.
There were still many flaws in the key areas.
Yang Qingxuan slightly repaired his heart veins. Suddenly, he was shocked to find that five days had already passed. There were only two days left until the Senior Trade Fair.
He stopped healing and took out the pea-sized stone. He held it in his hand and observed it carefully. Then, he poured a bit of energy into it.
Immediately, a powerful energy exploded from the stone, as if it had been unsealed in an instant.
A vast golden light overflowed and formed a golden whirlpool sea in the void.
Yang Qingxuan was surprised and happy. "It really is a sarira! How can this be? Could it be that other than the Vajra Prajna Immortal Body, there are other conjured bodies that can also condense sariras? Or could it be that other than the Silent Pagoda, there are other people who also cultivated the Vajra Prajna Immortal Body? "
Yang Qingxuan was uncertain. He looked at the sarira in front of him. It was much smaller than the one left behind by the Silent Pagoda, and its strength was obviously weaker by a few levels. However, it was indeed a sarira.
Second Primordial Spirit surged out of his body and sat cross-legged in front of him. Then, it formed a seal with one hand and guided the sarira over, merging it into his body bit by bit.
Suddenly, the sarira's golden light shone over his entire body, and the sarira of the Silent Pagoda in between his eyebrows was also drawn out.
The two sariras, one above the other, floated and emitted light.
The golden whirlpool began to touch each other slightly, and then slowly merged together without any rejection.
The light in his body merged into one, and the second Primordial Spirit's body shone with a golden light. It circulated all the major acupoints in his body, forming a sea of energy that was extremely comfortable.
Moreover, after merging with the sarira, the second Primordial Spirit's realm began to climb bit by bit. The speed was so fast that Yang Qingxuan felt it was a little unbelievable.
In the Ning Family's Star Pond, the second Primordial Spirit and the main body had broken through together and reached the Three Star Thousand Realms Whirlpool. After that, the progress was extremely slow. Relying on devouring Shi Meng Stones and cultivating conjured bodies, there was no progress during this time.
At this moment, after merging with the bean-sized sarira, the second Primordial Spirit's realm was rising at a noticeable speed, rising to the middle stage of the Three Star Thousand Realms Whirlpool.
Yang Qingxuan's heart thumped. He had a hunch that if he could find a large number of sariras and merge them all, then wouldn't the second Primordial Spirit's realm advance by leaps and bounds? It might even surpass the main body.
Although this idea flashed in his mind, he knew it wasn't so simple.
Ever since he encountered the first sarira in the Ning Family's forbidden land, he had only encountered the second one after a long time. Moreover, no one knew about the sarira's existence. If he wanted to find the third one, only God knew when. Even if there was a third one in the Southern Universe, it was still a question mark.
This method could only be found by chance. One couldn't rely on this kind of opportunity to cultivate. One had to work hard to improve.
Yang Qingxuan continued to cultivate and repair the internal injuries in his heart meridians. At the same time, his second Primordial Spirit also continued to merge with the sarira's power.
Two days later, it was time for the high-grade commodity trade fair. His second Primordial Spirit returned to his body. Yang Qingxuan's figure flickered, and he left the secret room and rushed towards the 21st district.
There were many more people in the 21st district compared to seven days ago, and the various stalls on both sides of the street had also become richer.
Yang Qingxuan took out a jade pendant. Golden light flowed over it, forming the shape of an arrow.
After walking for about half an hour, he arrived in front of a seven-storey pavilion. He directly showed his token and walked inside.
It was a spacious hall with various counters on both sides. All of them were covered by barriers, and all kinds of precious items were placed inside.
Inside, there were hundreds of people talking to each other or walking around, exchanging and commenting on the goods inside.
The barriers on both sides weren't strong, so they naturally couldn't block these masters. The purpose was to isolate them and prevent people from directly touching them and causing trouble.
Now that they were covered by the barrier, one would feel embarrassed to break the barrier in public, right?
Not all of these people were Four-Star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivators or above. Many of them were like Yang Qingxuan. They had to provide enough items to qualify to participate.
At a glance, Yang Kai saw the metal-attributed thunder stone he had provided. It was placed on a counter on the left side, and there were two cultivators around it, looking at it in surprise.
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