Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 221 Slaying Six Thieves, Primordial Spirit Appears

But there's a missing fish scale here and an extra bruise there.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it only had about forty scales left on its body, barely enough to cover its tail.

It was truly tragic.

"Considering your past hardships, your endurance, and your hard work, I hereby bestow upon you this fire energy from the secluded room."

Chen Shun'an didn't care whether Ran Yiyu understood or not. He believed that if Ran Yiyu were to reshape her golden body one day, or even be conferred the title of goddess, she would be grateful and understand his purpose in making this difficult situation.

He offered himself some words of comfort and empty promises.

Education should begin with prenatal education.

"go with!"

The fire energy from the room fell onto Ran Yiyu, and after just one ignition, steam rose up.

Fire is below, water is above.

The Ran Yi fish swam among them. Although its skin and flesh became somewhat charred, the moisture simply turned it into scales.

Looking at Ran Yiyu's appearance, he actually showed a hint of ease and joy.

[Remaining scales of the Ran Yi fish: 43 → 46 / 108 → 109]

Not only did it restore three fish scales, but it can even increase the upper limit?

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's eyes lit up.

The key is that the Ran Yi fish selflessly sacrificed itself to feed the fire.

Chen Shunan quickly compared and analyzed whether his body could withstand the scorching heat of the fire in the room.

"I'm 98% confident we can hold out!"

Chen Shunan made a judgment, and then without hesitation, drew out another wisp of the fire qi from the room, which was only two or three tenths of the original amount.

Small quantities, multiple times.

Caution is paramount.

"Now I should be absolutely certain, right?"

Rumble!
The fire energy from the room fell into Chen Shun'an's body, transforming into a raging inferno.

In the center of the raging flames, Chen Shunan sat cross-legged, dark red flames climbing up his clothes as if to engulf him into a burning torch.

But his eyes were tightly closed, his face was calm as still as an ancient well, and not even his eyebrows moved. He sat quietly in the high temperature of burning stone and melting iron.

What's even stranger is that the fiery energy from the room, powerful enough to scorch through refined iron, couldn't harm him in the slightest.

His clothes were reduced to dust, and his hair was burned away, but not a single burn mark remained on his skin.

A pale jade-colored luster flowed quietly beneath his skin, as if he had cast an invisible jade armor, impervious to water, fire, and weapons.

His head was a bit bald, and very round...

The fire energy from outside the room entered Chen Shun'an through the major acupoints of his body, and under his control, it forcibly followed the Qi and blood circulation of the "Flying Immortal Force" and began to circulate rapidly.

Then it transforms into the resources for strength and the primordial spirit.

As expected, Chen Shunan's withered and decaying form suddenly stopped.

In particular, as he repeatedly drew out small amounts of fire energy from the room and refined it, his body became full and crystalline again, even stronger, containing unimaginable life essence!
I do not know how long it has been.

Within Chen Shunan's brow, at the Niwan acupoint, the innate Qi surged violently, and a primordial spirit with facial features identical to Chen Shunan's suddenly materialized, lifelike and almost real.

The primordial spirit sits cross-legged in the Niwan acupoint, just like Chen Shun'an in the outside world, with the right hand carrying Yang and the left hand carrying Yin, in a state of embracing emptiness, circulating through the body.

Divine light flickered around his body, like mist and lightning. Strands of primordial energy surged from various parts of his Niwan acupoint, transforming into various natural scenes such as flying snow on mountains, green peaks, and cascading waterfalls.

Boom! !

A muffled, thunderous sound emanated from deep within Chen Shunan's body.

Then, Chen Shunan realized that his thoughts, or more accurately, his divine essence, were expanding rapidly.

A faint, shimmering light suddenly emanated from between his brows. It was the tangible feeling that had been solidified after slaying the traitor. As soon as it left his body, it spread out like ripples, first enveloping his entire body and then spreading outwards.

The lingering heat of the fire on the ground, the coke particles remaining in the cracks of the rocks, and even the cracks in a stubborn rock beneath the quiet room, all appeared as clearly as if they were right before my eyes.

Chen Shunan did not move an inch, but his thoughts had completely moved away from this quiet room and spread in all directions.

Deep underground, a large rat was curled up in its burrow. He could clearly see the ice crystals clinging to the roots of its fur, the trails of snowflakes that fell as each hair trembled, and even the faint tactile sensation of blood rushing through its capillaries with each heartbeat.
On the ground, a martial artist at the mid-stage of the third rank secretly hid behind a willow tree. Seeing that no one was around, he placed the martial arts manual he had secretly copied into a crack in the trunk of the willow tree, seemingly waiting for someone to come and retrieve it.

...

One mile, two miles, three miles.

A woman mending clothes by the light shining through the window;
A burly man practicing martial arts in the courtyard under the moonlight;

A pair of adulterers climbed over the wall to have an affair while the husband was away...

Chen Shunan's outward-extending mental power only ended after they had traveled five miles.

But messages continued to arrive from afar.

He could also faintly sense events or atmospheres fifty or even a hundred miles away by the sound of the wind, the water, and even the breathing of others and the atmosphere of the mortal world.

However, the further out you go, the more blurred and chaotic it becomes, and it may even produce incorrect or opposite feedback.

Once you've traveled more than sixty miles, the information you receive through your mind becomes almost unreliable, leaving only a large amount of turbid air that makes it difficult to discern the truth.

Even so, this is an ability that even a true martial artist could hardly imagine!

Chen Shunan suddenly realized what was happening.

On that day, Lu Jing relied on this ability to sense the Guolu Society members who had broken into Wuqing County from forty or fifty miles away, even while he was stationed at Caishikou.
At this moment, Lu Jing was no longer a mystery in Chen Shun'an's eyes. In fact, Lu Jing had become just a small monument on Chen Shun'an's path forward, left far behind by him, just like Lin Shouzhuo.

Now, he has almost no friends left to accompany him on his martial arts journey.

The only ones who can guide you and communicate with you in spirit are probably those martial arts masters who, in terms of their traces, are even more elusive than immortals.

Moreover, Chen Shunan had a premonition.

If he so desires, he can strip away the six senses of any being whose realm or spiritual power is inferior to his own within the range of his will!
There is no perception of the passage of time or the existence or demise of the self.

To be trapped in eternal silence, a state more terrifying than death!

Chen Shunan's previous invisibility and invisibility were only rooted in the five thieves of the nose, ears, eyes, tongue, and body. As for the thief of the mind, it was just a sudden impulse in the dark and had little effect.

If you get too close to a martial artist of the same realm and develop murderous intent, they will notice you.

This is also why Chen Shunan was unwilling to rashly enter the underground palace of the mortuary.

And now...

"Why does this feel like a censored version of the separation between immortals and mortals?"

Chen Shunan's heart stirred.

It may be a bit clumsy and narrow-minded, but it already has a certain charm.

Besides.

Chen Shunan could clearly sense that he could concentrate all his strength into one force, making every move a full-force strike, and he could also divide it into countless strands, channeling it to his skin and even the finest pores, making his body as hard as steel, impervious to water, fire, and weapons.

powerful!

Invincible!

Even with Chen Shunan's temperament, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding and unable to control himself at this moment.

And this is only the true meaning perfected, having annihilated the six thieves.

Chen Shunan dared not imagine how powerful a martial arts grandmaster would be.
If Chen Shunan's prediction is correct, once he reaches the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, with the three refinements combined and his primordial spirit taking the lead and controlling the core, a brand-new power will likely be born.

It can rival the magical power of immortals, making up for this rank!

The primordial spirit leaving the body is equivalent to a spell.

Then acquire a whole set of rare and exotic items from the martial arts world, arming yourself to the teeth, and level the gap between magical artifacts and talismans.

Aside from not being able to fly, how is a martial arts grandmaster weaker than an immortal?!
In a quiet room,
Chen Shunan suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, his eyes flashed like lightning, as if to steal all the light around him, even dimming the flames of the surrounding candles.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp light in his eyes faded, and as his energy surged, his beard and hair, which had just been singed, began to grow back at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did they return to their original state, but they also faintly shone with a layer of tough luster.

In that instant, Chen Shunan seemed to have returned to his prime. All the wrinkles and scars on his body disappeared, his figure was upright, and his muscles were bulging. Although his facial features were not particularly outstanding, his eyes were as deep as the sea, captivating the mind.

Chen Shunan smiled slightly, and as he stood up, a roar like a surging river emanated from his body, echoing in the empty, quiet room.

only……

He frowned, looking at the vermilion roots that had suddenly sprouted from his palm, playfully flicking and undulating.

As if it also wanted to cultivate itself, it was actually facing the direction of the jade plate hanging high, performing some kind of breathing exercise.

Chen Shunan could clearly sense that his body was filled with countless similar roots, completely integrated with him, indistinguishable from him.

With Chen Shunan's breakthrough in cultivation, he is only one step away from reaching the Grandmaster realm.

The effects of the hurdle of eliminating yin impurities and extinguishing corpse energy become increasingly severe and obvious.

Unknown about his later years?

A glint of light flashed in Chen Shunan's eyes.

The body generates blood and qi; once burned, all the roots are reduced to dust.

Forced suppression!

The problem of eliminating yin residue and extinguishing corpse energy can be solved in the future.

The most urgent thing...

"We martial artists should strive for excellence and courage! Temporary hibernation was a last resort. Now that our true intentions have been fulfilled, we should avenge our past humiliations and fight for a moment of enlightenment!"

In that instant, Chen Shunan exuded domineering arrogance, his full head of black hair flowing behind him. With a simple reach, he donned a long robe and vanished from the quiet room.

……

The sky was still shrouded in darkness, and a cold wind swirled up snowflakes, scraping against our faces like knives.

"Oh? You're actually advising me not to act impulsively, not to be misled, and to stay in the military academy and never go out?"

As soon as he left the quiet room, Chen Shunan saw an envelope that looked like it had been accidentally dropped on the ground, leaning against a crack in the stone steps, which he happened to see.

He casually flipped it open and saw that the handwriting was unfamiliar. It seemed to have been written with some kind of special ink. As soon as it was exposed to the cold wind, the handwriting dissolved like the receding tide, leaving only faint traces.

Before I could think it through, with a "whoosh," a ball of eerie blue flame shot up from the bottom of the envelope. The flames offered no warmth as they licked at it, and in an instant, the envelope was reduced to ashes, which were then scattered into the snow mist by the wind.

"Is it... Huang Xing, the manager of Wanlong Mill?"

Chen Shunan remained calm, yet a faint aura could be detected from the envelope.

It was deliberately left by Huang Xing.

It seems this person also intended to bet on both sides.

(End of this chapter)