However, nothing happened. Time flew by quickly, and a year, then two years, passed.
As the years continued to pass, Zhang Ling's mind began to grow numb. But he still managed to maintain a calm state of mind, like a stone statue, unmoving, sitting in that space.
What he didn't realize was that the strange space he was in had subtly changed. As his mind grew numb, scenes began to emerge in the gray space.
Zhang Ling was still in a meditative state, managing to maintain a general sense of calm, but the expression on his face changed every moment, various emotions filling his heart. He gradually fell into a dreamlike state.
Although his eyes were tightly closed, many figures appeared in his mind's eye.
At this moment, an old man with a hunched back appeared before him, lying on the ground with bright red blood flowing beneath him.
He was all too familiar with this old man; it was his grandfather. This scene was the memory of his grandfather being killed.
Then there was the look on his grandfather's face, urging him to run away quickly, and the scene of the villagers being slaughtered by bandits.
"Kid, don't run! This grandpa is going to kill you!" Zhang Ling never forgot the fierce eyes of the bandit chasing him in the rainy night.
"Haha, good disciple, your flesh and blood are full of energy, perfect for your teacher to refine the Human Yuan Evil Pill. Your teacher won't forget you after achieving the Golden Core stage." Wei Shen, who wanted to use his body to refine the evil pill, also constantly appeared before his eyes.
The most terrifying scene was when the mysterious bead on his body was accidentally exposed, and he was chased by countless old monsters. One scene after another of fear from the depths of his heart constantly touched Zhang Ling's mind.
How long these chaotic emotions lasted, Zhang Ling didn't know, but he suddenly opened his eyes, his back already covered in cold sweat.
At this moment, he smelled a faint, cold fragrance, which reminded him of the Phantom Demon Incense he had lit when he consumed the Nascent Soul Pill and shattered his core to form the nascent soul.
This was an auxiliary spiritual item he had obtained in Myriad Manifestation City with the Heavenly Abyss Token, which helped him resist inner demons. Now, it seemed to be working, helping him maintain a bit of clarity and escape from the inner demon illusion.
Zhang Ling quickly calmed his mind, and the illusions he saw and the voices he heard gradually faded away, and the gray space he was in gradually returned to calm.
But before long, scenes of joy and sorrow appeared in his mind again, constantly affecting his temperament.
These scenes included both childhood memories and experiences after entering the world of cultivation.
Scenes of his childhood life with his grandfather in Green Field Village, happy childhood times, the fear after the bandits entered the village, the confusion after escaping death, and the joy and longing after learning that immortals existed in the world.
The secret joy, hesitation, day-after-day, year-after-year of cultivation, the ecstasy after his cultivation increased, the difficult escape when encountering strong enemies, all kinds of emotions always lingered in his mind.
There were also many beautiful illusions. He successfully formed a Nascent Soul and was full of vigor, constantly searching for spiritual herbs and breaking through his cultivation with the help of the mysterious bead, dominating the world of cultivation.
He formed Daoist partnerships with female cultivators such as Ding Ruozhao and lived a carefree life. He even ascended to the Spirit World and became a powerful figure.
Thus, Zhang Ling sometimes indulged in illusions, and sometimes suddenly realized and saw through them. He didn't know how long he had been immersed in this way.
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Outside the cave, he was still sitting cross-legged, maintaining a meditative state. But the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were constantly changing, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, appearing extremely unstable.
Suddenly, the spiritual light emanating from Zhang Ling's body all merged into his body. Then, a flash of spiritual light appeared above his head, revealing a yellowish thing.
Upon closer inspection, it looked like a semi-transparent miniature baby, only an inch in size, sitting cross-legged like him.
At this moment, the baby slowly opened its eyes, as if just waking up, rubbed its eyes, and began to climb and play on his head, looking a bit comical.
Zhang Ling's body remained in a meditative state, without the slightest movement, only the spiritual power on his body silently decreased a lot.
The yellowish baby played for a while, as if thinking of something, its eyes became brighter and brighter, then smiled, and turned into a yellow light and disappeared into his body.
Zhang Ling's body trembled, and a strong pressure of spiritual power erupted.
After the yellow Nascent Soul entered his body, Zhang Ling opened his eyes and smiled. His eyes were clear and calm. But upon closer inspection, one could find a trace of essence in his eyes, with a bit of divine light hidden within.
He stretched his muscles and bones slightly, then stood up, and touched his cheeks and head, as if adapting to his body.
Zhang Ling indeed felt that his body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes at this moment, but he couldn't think of what the changes were. He always felt that it was a little different from before, and his whole body was much lighter.
In addition to this subtle change, his whole body was now full of spiritual power, with a feeling of violent spiritual power, and his aura was a little uncontrollable.
This feeling made Zhang Ling happy, it was the excitement brought by powerful power. It took a long time before he calmed down slightly and sat down again.
At this moment, he had entered the Nascent Soul stage. But the realm was not yet stable after just breaking through.
Zhang Ling looked inside his body, the Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged in his dantian, strands of spiritual power emanating from the Nascent Soul, turning into strands of pure spiritual power, covering the entire Qi Sea dantian.
The Nascent Soul in the Qi Sea flashed and disappeared, and then a flash of spiritual light appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and the Nascent Soul left his body.
Zhang Ling's Nascent Soul was only an inch in size, quite illusory like a phantom. But looking at his body in the form of a Nascent Soul gave people a strange feeling.
The cultivator's Nascent Soul is the primordial spirit body condensed from the combination of divine soul and essence, energy, and spirit. Although it is not a real body, it is no problem to leave the body for a short time.
Zhang Ling's Nascent Soul looked at the cultivation quiet room he was in, then flashed and instantly appeared ten feet away, and then flashed again on the other side. But the Nascent Soul then shook a few times, appearing even more unstable.
He quickly controlled the Nascent Soul to enter his body. This is the teleportation supernatural power that can be performed after the Nascent Soul leaves the body. Even with divine sense, the trace of the Nascent Soul cannot be locked.
Although he had just broken through, Zhang Ling still slightly tested this supernatural power. The speed was faster than escape techniques.
At this moment, Zhang Ling opened his eyes, and at the same time, with a clear sound, the stone door of the quiet room was pushed open, and Xuan Gui walked in. He looked at him with a slight frown and said.
"There is the aura of other cultivators approaching, it seems to be Nascent Soul level cultivators."
