The night was as dark as ink, and the moon and stars shone together.
Ling Xian sat under the Pear Blossom Tree in a lotus position. Like an old monk in meditation, he moved and moved.
He sorted out the information he had obtained from the white jade butterfly and summarized it.
In his perception, Martial Souls could be divided into two parts, one was the form, and the other was the ability. Only by achieving these two points could one condense a Martial Soul.
To those who were born and raised in the Black Tortoise Continent, there was no need to consider these two points, because a Martial Soul was a gift from the heavens. But to Ling Xian, he had to consider these two points.
Otherwise, he could forget about condensing a Martial Soul.
"The form is easy. With my spirit that is infinitely close to the seventh realm, I should be able to change the form of my Nascent Soul. But the most important thing about a Martial Spirit is its ability."
"What should I do about that?"
Ling Xian's brows were tightly locked together as he fell into deep thought.
He was not Heaven, nor was he a god. It was impossible for him to create abilities out of thin air. In other words, he was unable to achieve the most important aspect of a Martial Soul.
This disappointed Ling Xian. He knew that he had no fate with the Martial Spirit. However, he did not want to give up.
It wasn't easy for him to come to a new world and encounter a mystical Martial Spirit. If he couldn't obtain it, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"There has to be a way. I don't believe that everyone in the Black Tortoise Continent has a Martial Spirit. There has to be another way," Ling Xian mumbled to himself, his eyes filled with determination.
He had to condense a Martial Spirit!
Then, he began to try to change the shape of the Nascent Soul.
What could he do? Ling Xian was from the Planet of Yong Xian. It was already good enough that he was not rejected by the Heaven and Earth. Naturally, he could not be born and raised on the Black Tortoise Continent. There was no need to think about anything else. As long as one's talent was sufficient, one could condense a Martial Spirit.
For him, everything had to be figured out by himself.
His first step was to change the shape of his soul. Only by doing this would he be qualified to attach abilities to his soul.
"Let's try the simplest one first, which is to transform my Nascent Soul into a whip."
Ling Xian's expression was serious as he controlled the enlivener to change its shape. More accurately, he was stretching it into a straight line.
Originally, he thought that with his control over his soul, it would not be difficult for him to do this. However, the moment he made his move, he realized how difficult it was.
Ouch!
A bone-deep pain!
Even with Ling Xian's strong willpower, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Even his face was a little twisted.
It couldn't be helped. He was changing the shape of his soul, which was even more painful than changing the shape of his body!
Apart from that, this matter was also extremely dangerous. After all, this was the weakest soul, and the slightest carelessness could cause irreparable damage.
"Hang in there. If I give up the first time, then it will be even harder." Ling Xian gritted his teeth and did not give up.
He carefully controlled the Nascent Soul, making it stretch in the direction of a whip. Basically, with every breath of time, his pain became more intense. In the end, even he could not help but scream in pain.
It was simply too painful. If it was someone else, they probably wouldn't even have the courage to try it.
As time went on, Ling Xian's pain finally paid off.
The form of the Nascent Soul gradually disappeared and was replaced by a seven-colored divine whip. The Daoist Rhyme flowed and light shot into the sky.
This made Ling Xian sigh in relief. Though his entire body was soaked in sweat, his eyes flickered with joy and comfort.
He had succeeded, he had succeeded in changing the form of his Nascent Soul!
"It's not easy."
Ling Xian exclaimed. After resting for a long while, he finally regained some of his energy. Then, he tried again.
This was because the whip was the simplest form. He only needed to pull it into a straight line. He had to try something more complicated. "Let me try a flower.
It's harder than a whip, easier than Su Xiu's White Jade Butterfly. It suits me just fine. "
Mumbling, Ling Xian tried again. The moment he made his move, an endless amount of pain attacked him.
What could he do? Compared to a straight line, a flower was without a doubt, much more difficult. It required a lot of control.
Ling Xian had this kind of control.
Not just his Qi, but his control over his Qi and his physique was also very strong.
Therefore, it wasn't hard to form a flower. What was hard was the bone-deep pain.
Luckily, Ling Xian's determination was very strong. He endured the heart-wrenching pain and transformed the Nascent Soul into a flower.
It suspended in midair, just like a seven-colored flower, vivid and lifelike.
"Not bad. Though it doesn't have any special abilities, being able to change its form is a great gain." Ling Xian softly smiled, very happy.
Then, he tried again to change the Nascent Soul into a more complicated form.
Just like that, the days passed by.
In the beginning, Ling Xian was still in excruciating pain and he was hovering between life and death. However, as time went on, he got used to this pain and no longer felt it.
Therefore, changing the form of the Nascent Soul became much easier.
Therefore, Ling Xian became more and more familiar with it and continued to challenge more complicated forms. In the end, he had transformed the Nascent Soul into a White Jade Butterfly!
It was the exact same as Su Xiu's Martial Spirit. It was just as vivid and lifelike as a real butterfly.
This made Ling Xian smile in satisfaction. He knew that he had done a perfect job in changing the form of the Nascent Soul. Next, he just needs to add some special abilities to the Nascent Soul and he will have a Martial Spirit!
"After half a year of pain, I finally have some rewards." The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up, revealing a satisfied smile.
Though his Qi still didn't have any special abilities, this year's trial and error had improved his control over his Qi. This was without a doubt, a great gain. Besides, if the Nascent Soul changed its form, it would also have an unexpected effect.
Therefore, Ling Xian was very satisfied.
Just then, Su Qin suddenly walked into the yard. His footsteps were obviously anxious.
This made Ling Xian frown, "What happened?"
"Trouble is knocking on my door."
Su Qin's expression was heavy, "The one who came is the culprit who destroyed your Zhang Clan."
Hearing this, Ling Xian immediately revealed a hateful expression. His face looked very ferocious.
Of course, this was all an act. He had nothing to do with the Zhang Clan, why would he hate them?
"I received news that those people have arrived at the City of Crafts and have contacted the Qin, Zhao, and Ma Clan." Su Qin bitterly smiled, "It seems like they are planning on making a move against the Su Clan."
"I am sorry. I dragged the Su Clan down with me." Ling Xian appeared very apologetic. This wasn't an act, it was from the bottom of his heart.
Even if you think with your toes, you would know that the person who destroyed the Zhang Clan must've heard that Zhang Junyu was still alive. If he wasn't using Zhang Junyu's identity, he wouldn't have come.
"Jun Yu, what are you talking about? We are a family. "
"Plus, if it weren't for you, the Su Clan would've lost control of the clan a long time ago."
"So, there is no need to apologize. The most important thing now is to figure out how to get out of this situation."
Su Qin's expression was serious and his brows were full of worry.
However, Ling Xian was at ease. Not only was he not worried, he wasn't even stressed.
Though he was heavily injured, after half a year of rest, he had somewhat recovered.
At the very least, it was more than enough to deal with the Qin, Zhao, and Ma Clans.
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