What level of strong are you?

  "Old man, is it really possible to cultivate the energy of the five elements?" Yifeng looked at the old man with great doubt, having cultivated for so long himself without feeling anything special.

  The old man gave a glance at Feng and said, "Didn't I tell you? The 'Ling Shen Jue' you cultivated before was just the surface. Even if it's just the surface, haven't you noticed that you're growing faster than others?"

  Yi Feng glared at the scoundrel in front of him, every time before rebuilding his meridians, he would say those words that made Yi Feng very confused. But every time the old man rebuilt his meridians, he would casually point out a couple of things and then leave to wander around. The "Ling Shen Jue" was only a small part of his cultivation.

  "Old man, I'm telling you, after this rebirth of the meridians, you can't go either. Honestly teach me the Ling Shen Jue, or else Ben Shao won't care about anything this time and will set the entire back mountain on fire with a single flame." Yi Feng said firmly to the old man, making it impossible for anyone to doubt his sincerity.

  The old man shuddered at the thought: if Yī Fēng were to set fire to the back mountain with a single torch, the sacred site's millennia-old foundation would be destroyed in an instant. This sin, he could not bear.

  The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, this time I will teach you the Ling Shen Jue properly. Properly teach!" The old man bit the two words "teach" extremely hard.

  "What a terrible name, it's actually called Ling Shen Jue. My requirements are not high, being able to surpass the respected ones is already very satisfying." Yi Feng obviously had no regard for the ancestor who came up with such an overbearing name as Ling Shen Jue.

  The old man felt like he was going to explode. He couldn't stand it when someone looked down on Ling Shen Jue: "You little brat, just you wait, I'll let you know the consequences later."

  "Are you ready? If so, let's begin," said the old man.

  Yi Feng nodded, his heart filled with bitterness: Rebuilding the meridians was actually quite simple, that is, to break all the meridians and then reconnect them according to the special meridian distribution of Ling Shen Jue.

  Ordinary people, when their meridians are severed, will undoubtedly die. But unexpectedly, Ye Feng is an exception. Last time, he didn't die after Qin Yi blocked a palm strike for him, which was fortunately discovered by the old man, who then brought him to the sacred land.

  "Ling Shen Jue, although it is an unparalleled technique, was considered a useless trinket by the ancestors who created it. They thought it was a waste to keep it and a pity to discard it. This led to the demise of several ancestors, as no one could accept that a technique created over thousands of years had no one to cultivate it."

  Yi Feng understood the old man's meaning: Ling Shen Jue cannot be cultivated, it is because it has gathered countless top-notch techniques. Think about it, each technique has a different meridian line, and Ling Shen Jue has gathered countless meridian lines, so its requirements for the meridians are naturally different from those of ordinary meridians. His cultivation must have a specific meridian as the meridian line.

  But everyone's meridians are born with them and can't meet the requirements of Ling Shen Jue. This is also why we need to reshape our meridians.

  Rebuilding meridians is a mortal condition, and there is another more stringent condition, that is, the original soul force must be extremely strong, strong to the point where almost no one can reach.

  What is called "original soul power" refers to the size of a person's soul that they are born with and cannot be strengthened through cultivation.

  Such an impossible condition also led to Ling Shen Jue being abandoned by generations of ancestors.

  As for why Yī Fēng can meet the requirements of these two transformations, he thinks that apart from his reason for crossing over, there is no other explanation. The mysterious and unexplainable violation of the normal rules of death, with the soul being a double-world soul, how could it not be extremely powerful?

  "What a pity! The power of Ling Shi's sixth stage that I had finally cultivated was gone again." Yi Feng said helplessly.

  The second time he was remolding his meridians, from the first rank of humanity to the original shape, this time it was even more so from the sixth rank of mastery back to the original shape, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

  The old man gave Yi Feng a glance, with an expression that said "you're really not impressive", and said: "This isn't entirely without benefits, although it will render your strength useless for now. However, your foundation will become more solid as a result, which is beneficial to you in every way. You'll come to realize this later on. Moreover, since the realm of your soul power is here, combining it with the Ling Shen Decision won't hinder your recovery too much, it's just a waste of time."

  "Old man, no matter what? If you make another mistake this time, I absolutely won't come for a fourth time. I think that if there's still a fourth time, I wouldn't be able to hold on either, and would definitely die." Yi Feng looked at the old man with an extremely serious gaze, and was like two different people compared to when he had just jumped over the wall in anger and scolded loudly.

  The old man nodded as if infected, "Don't worry, this time I've studied the Ling Shen Decision for several years, and every detail has been repeatedly considered, so there shouldn't be any problems?"

  Yi Feng heard the word "should" and almost started scolding again. This Ling Shen Jue is a perverted technique, the entire process of rebuilding meridians cannot go wrong at all, otherwise everything is in vain, like the last two times.

  Yi Feng took a deep breath, took off his clothes, and walked into a medicine bucket. The familiar pungent smell made Yi Feng know that the old man had already prepared everything and was just waiting for him to come back.

  This medicine is used to rebuild the meridians.

  The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation. This kid, although shameless and despicable, could endure pain that was unbearable for ordinary people - the pain of having his meridians severed and remade twice.

  The old man saw that Yī Fēng had closed his eyes, and he slightly sank into contemplation for a moment. His palm print landed on Yī Fēng's back, and strands of radiant internal energy entered Yī Fēng's body.

  As soon as the light golden aura entered Yifeng's body, it instantly enveloped his colorless aura, leaving no room for resistance. And because of this, the move didn't bring much pain to Yifeng; he only slightly furrowed his brow.

  The old man seemed to do this often, and with a flash of light on the back of Yi Feng's hand, countless golden martial energy surged into Yi Feng's body, joining the ranks of those wrapped around him.

  "Extinction..."

  The old man whispered a sentence, and the golden martial energy rushed towards the explosive aura wrapped around Yifeng, dispersing it under his control.

  Yi Feng felt the hard-earned aura in his body being extinguished bit by bit, and his heart ached, but he knew it had to be done.

  Otherwise, when all the tendons and veins are broken, there is no place for all the infuriated energy to reside, and it will probably strangle him to pieces.

  All of this took place within the tiny meridians of Yi Feng, without even touching his tendons and vessels. The old man extinguished Yi Feng's martial aura, which was admired by ordinary people, in an instant.

  This exquisite control and the old man's relaxed posture made Yi Feng curious about the old man's level.

  Yi Feng didn't have the support of his aura, and he seemed a bit weak. He asked in a low voice, "Old man, what level are you? What's your rank? How many levels?"