Another night, in the back mountain of the Yang family.
Yang Xuan sat on a rock, deep in thought.
When he focused his mind, he could clearly see the scene inside his Dantian, as if he was walking on a familiar road.
His Dantian, which was as large as the void, seemed ancient and ancient, like the universe, vast and boundless.
And in the middle of this void, two huge white cyclones slowly rotated, shocking people.
He was probably the only one who could turn his Dantian into cyclones.
Suddenly, a thought struck him like lightning.
He thought of the novels he read in his previous life.
Cyclones, cyclones, Qi? Could it be …
Qi Refinement?
For a moment, he was so shocked by this sudden thought that his whole body trembled.
If it was really Qi Refinement, then everything made sense.
Qi Refinement, Cultivation.
These two words ran rampant in his mind, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
In this world full of martial arts, are there Qi Refinement cultivators?
As far as he knows, absolutely not.
Then, is he the first and only Qi Refinement cultivator in this world? Or is he called a Cultivator?
Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Void Refinement, Unity, Great Success, Tribulation.
One by one, the terms of Cultivation appeared in his mind, and it was also the first time they appeared in this martial arts world.
After Tribulation, he would ascend and become an Immortal.
The two cyclones in his body, does it mean that he has entered Qi Refinement stage 2?
And the mysterious power that entered his body from the outside world is …
His heart trembled, and a word appeared in his mind.
Spirit Qi.
As for the golden lightning that appeared out of nowhere, it must be the power of this world's laws.
In a martial arts world, Cultivation goes against the laws of this world, the power of the laws turned into golden lightning, forming a punishment from the heavens.
It must be like this.
Yang Xuan was already close to 100% sure.
The reason why he didn't think of Cultivation before was because of his preconceived notions, his thinking was limited by this martial arts world, and he didn't think of this at all.
Now, his thoughts finally jumped out.
Yang Xuan's heart was in turmoil, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, his mind was rumbling and blank.
After a long time, he tried to calm himself down, barely managing to calm down.
He was no longer lost.
Although he did not know the reason why he suddenly cultivated in this world of martial arts, it was an indisputable fact that he had obtained power.
So what if he couldn't practice martial arts? So what if she was born with a crippled body?
I can't practice martial arts, but …
I can cultivate.
He almost couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.
I, Yang Xuan, am the only Qi Practitioner in the Martial Dao World, the only cultivator.
So what if he was at the peak of Internal Force? So what if he was a Xiantian master? Even if One-Line-Sky had the Three Flowers at One's Prominence and the Five Qis Unification, it was nothing in front of a cultivator.
After the ecstasy, when he calmed down, he found a new problem.
In terms of cultivation, he only knew a few cultivation realms, but he had no idea how to cultivate.
The Four Great Cultivation Methods — Wealth, Companionship, Law, and Earth.
He didn't have any.
Needless to say, he was poor.
Companion — he had already said that he was the only True Cultivator, so where could he find a Dao companion?
Needless to say.
He didn't even have the most important technique.
He didn't even know any cultivation methods, not even the lowest level of cultivation methods.
In the face of so many problems, Yang Xuan's eyes showed determination.
So what if he didn't have anything?
So what if he didn't know anything?
Years of humiliation had filled his heart with a thirst for power.
Now, he finally saw hope, so how could he give it up?
Yang Xuan was expressionless, his eyes fell through the night and fell on an unknown distance.
Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation, cultivation of the true self, the cultivation of the heart.
If there is no path, then I will step on a path.
If there is no path, then I will create a path!
I have my own path!
Yang Xuan muttered to himself in his heart, the cyclone was still rotating, exuding a mysterious aura.
Yang Xuan couldn't help but recall the unforeseen events of that night.
First, his mind was agitated, his heart was filled with unwillingness and anger, then the cyclone began to rotate at high speed, and then the spiritual energy poured into his body, into the cyclone, and the cyclone, because of this, grew stronger bit by bit.
Hmm? Wait a minute!
Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and a bolt of lightning flashed across his mind.
At that time, the cyclone began to rotate faster under the agitation of his mind.
And as the cyclone spun faster, more spiritual energy poured in! Then, golden lightning appeared from the void, and began to bombard the cyclone, and finally, the cyclone mutated, from one to two.
After organizing his thoughts, Yang Xuan continued to ponder.
In this case, the key to increasing the cyclone's size was that a large amount of spiritual energy from the outside world entered the dantian, and in order to let a large amount of spiritual energy enter the dantian, the existing cyclone must rotate faster.
Yang Xuan's eyes grew brighter, shining in the dark night.
If accelerating the cyclone's rotation could cause the final mutation, then the key to accelerating the cyclone's rotation was — —
Yang Xuan stood up with a whoosh, his breathing rapid, and his eyes shining.
— — Will!!
In other words, the cyclone in the dantian was controlled by one's will?
Yang Xuan's face lit up with joy, and he felt as if he had grasped something.
The cyclone in the dantian had no meridians to follow, and there were no traces to be found, but it was controlled by one's will. In the words of novels, it was divine will.
Divine will came first in cultivating one's body.
After coming to this conclusion, Yang Xuan was excited for a moment, and his heart thumped wildly.
Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, sank his mind into his dantian, and concentrated his thoughts.
Being able to concentrate in an instant seemed to be a natural ability, and it was as natural as practicing it thousands of times. When he wanted to do it, he could do it naturally.
Yang Xuan used his will to call the cyclone in his dantian over and over again.
Accelerate! Accelerate! Accelerate!
However, to Yang Xuan's disappointment, after a few calls, the two cyclones were like masters who had eaten and drunk enough, and did not move at all.
Yang Xuan was stunned. Was his train of thought wrong?
He was unwilling to give up and called a few more times, but it was still to no avail.
This …?
Yang Xuan was a little dumbfounded! Are you deliberately going against me?
The two cyclones were still unmoved.
Yang Xuan was helpless, and could only resentfully prepare to withdraw his will from his dantian. Before he left, he inexplicably recalled the way the cyclones had spun wildly that night.
In the next moment, the two cyclones, which were originally like masters, suddenly began to accelerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha, I understand, I understand!" Yang Xuan was ecstatic.
"To use one's will to command the cyclones, one only needs to have such a thought in one's mind, just like how the brain commands the arm. There is no need to deliberately do or say anything, as long as the command is given, it will naturally be as easy as being commanded by the arm."
With this thought, the two cyclones suddenly spun wildly, faster and faster, and in a short while, they turned into a vast expanse of white fog.
Just as the two cyclones spun wildly, the outside world's Spirit Qi finally appeared. Unlike before, this time, the Spirit Qi formed two huge transparent vortexes above Yang Xuan's head.
With the formation of the huge vortexes, an unparalleled force began to madly pour into Yang Xuan's dantian.
The Spirit Qi surged in like a torrential flood, and after being absorbed by the two cyclones, it finally expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Xuan sat cross-legged with his hands on his knees, palms facing the sky.
The Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth was endless, surging madly into Yang Xuan's body.
After a moment, in the void, a trace of the golden lightning finally appeared.
One bolt, two bolts, a hundred bolts, ten thousand bolts …
In just a short while, the golden lightning formed by the rules filled the entire dantian, like a golden dragon, wantonly roaming.
"Boom, boom …"
The huge roar seemed to go straight into the sky.
Inside Yang Xuan's dantian, the golden lightning had been bombarding the white cyclones ever since it appeared in the void.
After an unknown period of time, the Spirit Qi stopped pouring in.
Slowly, the two cyclones got closer and closer to each other.
Following the frenzied bombardment of the golden lightning, accompanied by a rumbling sound that resounded throughout the Huan Xuan, the two cyclones actually fused into one.
The golden lightning seemed to be a little tired, and it actually stopped rumbling. It only wandered in the void of Yang Xuan's dantian, as if it was brewing something.
Yang Xuan watched quietly, waiting.
After an unknown amount of time, the golden lightning suddenly moved. The two golden lightning bolts that were close to each other suddenly merged into one.
This seemed to be a signal. In the next moment, all the lightning began to move crazily. They seemed to be fusing and devouring at the same time. The golden lightning merged in pairs and did not stop for a moment. In just a moment, three huge lightning bolts were formed in the void. They seemed to occupy the entire Dantian and exuded boundless power.
The moment these three huge golden lightning bolts formed, they contained an unparalleled power that bombarded Yang Xuan's cyclones.
"Boom!!!"
The white cyclones trembled violently under the bombardment of the huge lightning bolts, like a person on the verge of death, as if they could dissipate into the void at any time.
Not good!
Yang Xuan suddenly felt his heart palpitate.
There seemed to be a voice in the unseen world talking to him, but when he listened carefully, it disappeared.
The white cyclones shook violently, and under the continuous bombardment of the three golden lightning bolts, holes actually appeared in some places.
Yang Xuan's heart stirred, and his consciousness suddenly turned into a stream of light that rushed into the cyclones in a flash.
He actually merged with the white cyclones, and he was the cyclones, and the cyclones were him, and there was no longer any distinction between them.
At this moment, Yang Xuan had an epiphany, and he suddenly understood that this was how it should be. Originally, his consciousness should be fighting against the golden lightning with the white cyclones.
When Yang Xuan's consciousness merged with the white cyclones, it was like an army that was originally scattered like sand suddenly received a definite order from the commander-in-chief, and it exuded an enormous aura.
Come on!
Yang Xuan, who had transformed into the white cyclones, had a determined look in his eyes.
At this moment, he felt that he was incomparably powerful, and that no matter what blocked his way, it would be torn to pieces by him.
"Roar!!!"
The three golden lightning bolts were like three golden dragons that let out an earth-shattering roar, and a huge aura began to rise. When it reached a point of zero boundary, the three golden dragons suddenly rushed down with a huge aura.
Yang Xuan did not show any weakness, and the white cyclones spun wildly.
"Boom!!!"
Yang Xuan could not help but roar, and he felt as if he was torn into countless pieces in an instant. Huge waves of pain attacked his nerves one after another like waves.
In the next moment, the white cyclones, which had been broken into countless pieces, revolved around Yang Xuan's consciousness. In a moment, a new cyclones were formed.
Yang Xuan felt as if his will had grown twice as strong as it had been when it had shattered and reunited.
At the same time, he could clearly feel that the white cyclones that had reappeared had an inexplicable aura compared to before, and had become more powerful and invincible.
"Roar —"
The moment the white cyclones reappeared, the golden dragons let out an unwilling roar, and once again turned into countless golden lightning bolts, forming a huge net that wrapped Yang Xuan and the white cyclones.
The instant the golden lightning completely enveloped the white cyclone, Yang Xuan felt as if he had entered a sealed space. All around him was a vast expanse of white mist, and he couldn't see anything. Nothing could be heard.
He only felt that there seemed to be a kind of majestic power being nurtured within it, like a baby that was growing bit by bit. Although it was still very weak now, there would be a day when this power fully matured, and there would be no one in the world who could stop him.
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