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  Ling Shen Jue is indeed the crystallization of the wisdom accumulated by the old master's sect for thousands of years. Although Yi Feng often shows disdain in front of the old master, he also understands that Ling Shen Jue is an unparalleled technique. Yi Feng's talent is not better than Liu Feng's, and may even be slightly worse. However, after four years, his strength far surpasses Liu Feng's. It cannot be denied that this is the effect of Ling Shen Jue, although it only scratches the surface, it is still extraordinary. Of course, the support of precious medicines from the five great elders also played a role.

  If Yifeng had only thought that Ling Shen Jue was an extremely excellent technique before, now he has discovered that Ling Shen Jue is indeed abnormal as the old man said.

  The entire set of Ling Shen Jue is fundamentally incomparable to the superficial skills I learned before. The transformations and combinations of the Five Elements' energies are so breathtaking that my heart is racing, and with my current abilities, I can instantly rise to the Zun level. How terrifying would that be?

  But all of this can only be imagined, as Yi Feng, who has lost all his powers, can only start from scratch to cultivate again.

  Yi Feng's remodeled meridians were completely different from those of ordinary people. His remodeling was entirely based on the Ling Shen Jue's route. Yi Feng matched the meridian chart etched in his mind by countless generations of ancestors with his own body's meridians, point by point. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. Yi Feng didn't notice any differences, but that didn't guarantee the success of remodeling his meridians either - there were many extremely small details that were beyond his perception. After all, Yi Feng's soul power was only at the sixth level of the Master rank.

  Yi Feng lightly spat out a mouthful of turbid air, throwing his thoughts out of his mind. The power of a sixth-level Soul Master made it very easy for Yi Feng to do so.

  Yi Feng sat on a massive boulder beside the hot spring, his hands clasped together in an eerie pose, his eyes closed, and his head slightly raised. His entire being seemed to be at peace, as if he had transcended worldly concerns.

  This pose, Hou Yi had long been familiar with it. Only this time, he added an extra movement, his mouth slightly open, as if waiting for something to pour in.

  In the blink of an eye, those small lips opened and closed in sync. Extremely coordinated. In just a few short breaths, a faint airflow gathered around Feng's body.

  Colorless airflow, bringing a bit of breeze, touching Yifeng's skin. As Yifeng breathed, it slowly dissolved into his body.

  If an ordinary person were to witness this scene, they would definitely be shocked: relying on skin absorption of spiritual energy is something that only a high-ranking master can achieve. Yet, the half-grown youth in front of him could also do it. And he could do it so naturally.

  From this perspective, Ling Shen Jue far surpasses other qigong methods. The entire body's skin absorbs spiritual energy, naturally and effortlessly absorbing it several times faster than relying solely on breathing to absorb spiritual energy.

  Yi Feng didn't mind these, he was still breathing slowly and steadily, the colorless spiritual energy pouring into his body through the tip of his nose, the slightly open small mouth, the intensity of the spiritual energy flow increased by several degrees.

  Ling Shen Jue is indeed a legendary treasure, its speed of absorbing spiritual energy far surpasses that of other top-tier cultivation methods by several times.

  It seemed to feel the surging spiritual energy entering his body, and Hou Feng's body trembled slightly. The refreshing and comfortable feeling made him raise a curve of joy, and the pleasant and comfortable feeling jumped onto his face.

  This comfortable feeling caused Yi Feng's hands to make a slight gesture, and a more mysterious hand gesture wrapped around his chest. The spiritual energy also changed with the movement. Suddenly changing speed, it slowly dissolved into Yi Feng's body, only this time its transparency was much stronger than before.

  Yi Feng seemed to have also sensed it, taking a slight breath, inhaling a mouthful of air before exhaling slowly. The balance between his inhalation and exhalation was extremely uneven.

  A gentle breeze gathered in front of Yu Feng's body, slightly blowing up that head of hair that never seemed to grow, making the whole person seem to blend into nature. Quiet, quiet, only the faint sound of the wind could be heard.

  Yi Feng's almost stopped breathing, letting the airflow envelop him. The faint coolness made Yi Feng's skin break out in goosebumps. But he seemed to not feel cold at all, his smile on his face grew even brighter.

  Transformation, the constant transformation of gestures. The speed and intensity of the spiritual energy entering the body also change with it. Forgetting to eat and sleep, forgetting time, when the last ray of sunlight is hidden under the great mountain. Only then did Hou Yi's transforming hand movements stop. Once again, he returned to his initial first posture.

  Steady breathing returned to Yifeng's body, only now it was more powerful than before. After doing all this, Yifeng still didn't wake up, the faint spiritual energy slowly and quietly dissolving into his body.

  If someone were to enter Yi Feng's body at this time, they would be surprised to find that in the eerie and extreme meridians within Yi Feng's body, there was a faint colorless gas flowing. Following the meridians, it flowed into Yi Feng's mind, and then flowed out from within, only to discover that the amount had increased by one portion.

  Yi Feng seems to be enjoying this kind of run, even though the spiritual energy outside is no longer being absorbed into his body. And although the spiritual energy inside his body decreases by a few points every time it circulates in Yi Feng's mind. But his face is full of enjoyable comfort.

  Time slowly passed, as the dark curtain fell. Moonlight poured onto Yifeng's body. Yifeng finally opened his eyes. He let out a light breath of turbid air, and a strange smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

  "It's indeed a perfect Ling Shen Jue. It's really abnormal to the extreme."

  Yi Feng sighed in his heart. The colorless spiritual energy is naturally a combination of the five elements' spiritual energy, and only the perfect combination of the five elements' spiritual energy can be colorless. The dispersion of the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy formed the five elements' spiritual energy.

  Moreover, the Ling Shen Jue's spiritual energy absorption speed is unimaginably fast, relying on the double absorption of skin and breathing. The speed is several times faster than others.

  The most important thing is that every time the spiritual energy revolves in the mind, it increases one point of soul power. The soul power that was originally supposed to be cultivated separately from the martial energy can now be cultivated together with the martial energy at the same time. This saves Yifeng half the time. Most importantly, they are born from the same source and have a matching degree of up to 100%.

  Yi Feng didn't expect that his first attempt at cultivation would result in his soul power increasing by two levels. The outcome of reaching the eighth rank of a master was something that made Yi Feng ecstatic.

  However, thinking of the pain of re-cultivating one's meridians also made it seem trivial; such pain was nothing out of the ordinary when forcefully advancing two levels.

  Yi Feng subtly sensed the spiritual energy within his body, and he knew that he was roughly at the seventh rank of Wuzi. If others were to know that Yi Feng had reached the seventh rank of Wuzi in just one cultivation session, they would certainly be shocked out of their wits.

  Wuzi's seven levels, if it were an ordinary person, even with the most advanced techniques and exceptional talent, would take more than a year.

  However, Hou Feng himself knew his own situation. He was originally a sixth-grade master, and his soul power still existed. The fighting energy also had some residual in his body, and it wasn't too difficult to upgrade to the seventh-grade warrior.

  He had originally thought that this time he could advance to Wu Zi's fifth stage, but he didn't expect to advance two more stages.

  Knowing Ling Shen's decision was so perverted, Yi Feng had an additional confidence a year later.

  "Flowing maple, I hope a year later you can still scold me as trash."

  Yi Feng murmured to himself, gazing at the moon's reflection in the hot spring, looking somewhat desolate and quiet.