Chapter 14 One Month

  Zhang Heng opened his eyes, and the divine light in them was like a torch that appeared in an empty room, making people dare not look directly at him, but it dimmed down in an instant.

  He suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, but his rationality told him that he had to keep a low profile for now, and it wasn't time for him to make his move yet.

  His body shook violently, and all his clothes were torn to shreds. The layer of grime on the surface of his skin also fell off completely, revealing the flexible and powerful muscles underneath.

  Perhaps, on the surface, Zhang Heng's body hadn't changed much either, only his skin had become even more crystal clear and white, like a perfect piece of spiritual jade.

  However, only Zhang Heng, as the master of this body, knew how much change had actually occurred in this body.

  Zhang Heng sat cross-legged on the couch, but he couldn't help but want to try out his physical strength. He raised a fist that looked thin and weak, and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

  With a loud "bang", the entire house shook slightly, and Zhang Heng's fist seemed to have left a faint shadow in the air, while on the ground, a hole over a foot deep had already appeared.

  Zhang Heng looked at the deep pit on the ground with delight, thinking to himself that if this punch were to hit a cultivator in the Refining Qi stage, he wondered what kind of result it would produce. He believed that even if his opponent had a spiritual energy shield, it wouldn't be able to withstand his continuous heavy blows.

  Moreover, the speed of throwing a punch is absolutely much faster than the speed of casting a spell. I'm afraid that before the opponent's spell is even successfully cast, they will have already been beaten to a pulp by me.

  At this moment, Zhang Heng has opened up nine spiritual device circulation networks in his body, allowing this flesh to undergo nine transformations in a row, causing his strength to surge. Now, even if he doesn't use spiritual devices, he can still defeat a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator with confidence.

  In addition, Zhang Heng's consciousness had also become much stronger at this moment, and he could actually leave his body and extend it for dozens of meters in all directions!

  To know, generally speaking, the cultivators in the Qi Refining stage cannot leave their physical bodies with their divine sense because during this stage, a true divine sense sea has not yet formed in the brain of the cultivator.

  Among the cultivators in the Qi Refining stage, only those who have reached the Great Perfection stage and have half a foot into the Foundation Building stage can separate their divine sense from their body. However, their divine sense can only leave their body for a few meters at most, which is far from comparable to Zhang Heng's current state.

  In other words, Zhang Heng's spiritual consciousness has now approached that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stages, which will be extremely beneficial for his future cultivation and survival.

  Looking at his physical body in the air, there was still a little dirt attached to the surface of his body, and a foul odor emanated from his body, which were all residual impurities left over from the transformation process.

  Zhang Heng furrowed his brow, and with a swift motion, he formed a hand seal. A surge of spiritual energy fluctuations emerged in the air.

  In an instant, a raindrop like a sweet dew brought a gentle breeze that swept across his body, and he felt extremely comfortable, just like soaking in a hot spring. Suddenly, his dust-free skin was exposed to the air.

  This is a first-class magic spell that can be used to drive away dust and moisturize the skin when practitioners are on long journeys, especially loved by some female practitioners.

  After casting this spell, Zhang Heng was taken aback, how did his own casting speed increase so much?

  He then cast another Dust-Repelling Spell on himself and found that his spellcasting speed was more than half faster than usual.

  Then he tried to cast some other spells, ten fingers blooming like lotus flowers, drawing a string of phantoms in the air, and suddenly, the second-level spell Fire Ring was released.

  A ring of intense heat with a diameter of several meters instantly occupied the general space inside the house.

  Zhang Heng was overjoyed, the speed of this spell was almost as fast as Li Feng's level of crazy people, he believed that as long as he practiced a bit more, his own spellcasting speed would definitely surpass those fighting crazy people like Li Feng.

  Took out a set of clothes from the storage bag and put them on, then cast a fireball spell to burn the dirty and smelly clothes on the ground into ashes, and afterwards cast several dust-repelling spells in the room.

  In an instant, the small house returned to its original appearance, with only a deep pit remaining on the ground, looking very conspicuous.

  Zhang Heng had no choice but to fill the hole again and pick up the mat on the ground, putting it back in place, so there was no gap anymore.

  But when he picked up the futon, he found that the iron mother next to it was intact and unchanged.

  He was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  He had originally planned to use this Iron Ridge Mother to bring his Deviant Cultivation to the initial stage of completion, so he brought it with him during his closed-door training. Now that he thinks about it, he was simply being overly ambitious and trying to swallow a big radish in one bite.

  After so much trouble, he finally cultivated the perverted skill to the entry-level realm. Since he hasn't started refining external objects yet, there is still a big gap from the initial completion of the first layer.

  However, this also made Zhang Heng even more expectant of the power of the Transformation Technique. At present, he had just begun to learn it and was still far from reaching the first level, yet he could defeat ordinary Foundation Stage cultivators in the middle stage without relying on his spirit tool.

  If he successfully entered the first realm of Transformation, wouldn't he be able to contend with those top inner disciples on Fang Yun's side? At that time, even if he faced Li Fuchen alone, he would have no fear.

  Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce gaze, and the hand holding Iron Ridge Mother was also slightly trembling.

  Tie Ling's mother is his current reliance on breaking through to the abnormal first layer, but Zhang Heng also dare not confirm whether this piece of Tie Ling's mother can make him break through to the initial realm of the first layer, which requires refining dozens of spiritual instruments to succeed.

  Although the price of a piece of iron ore the size of a fist is absolutely more precious than dozens of spiritual instruments, sometimes quantity cannot replace quality, and quality may not necessarily replace quantity.

  Clutching the Iron Ridge Mother in his hand, Zhang Heng made up his mind to continue cultivating and strive to break through to the initial stage of Variant Merit. The more strength he had, the more security he would have.

  Moreover, having such a rare treasure of Iron Ridge's mother in one's own hands is also a trouble. If the news that oneself possesses this object gets out, at that time even if the entire Feng Xing Gate tries to protect oneself, it will be impossible.

  He said and did, Zhang Heng sat cross-legged on the futon, holding the Iron Ridge Mother in his hand, ready to continue his cultivation.

  At this moment, a surge of spiritual energy fluctuation came from outside the house, and Zhang Heng's heart was moved, and he quickly got up.

  As he walked to the door of the house, Zhang Heng pinched a spiritual seal with his hand, and a transmission talisman flew in from outside.

  The surface of the transmission symbol doesn't seem to have anything special about it, with only a few green patterns drawn on it, but if you look closely, you'll see several special marks in one corner.

  Zhang Heng took one look at the transmission talisman and knew it was from his backer, the Ancestor of Feng Xing Gate.

  Open the Sound Symbol, and the voice of that old ancestor came in: "Come here quickly, I have something important to entrust to you."

  Zhang Heng knew that something important was about to happen from the tone of his master's words, and he didn't suspect anything because this master was approaching his limit, his cultivation couldn't break through to the formation of elixir stage in his lifetime, and usually took good care of himself.

  Unconsciously, Zhang Heng had already taken on the role of Tang Feng.

  He let out a faint sigh, and Zhang Heng's heart was also somewhat depressed. He had just been preparing to work hard to cultivate his perverted skill to the initial stage of accomplishment, but at this critical juncture, he was summoned by his ancestor.

  However, for this ancestor's words, Zhang Heng did not dare to disobey, after all, he was his own backing in Feng Xing Men later on, although the other party's deadline was also approaching.

  With a hint of regret, Zhang Heng put the Iron Ridge Mother into his storage bag and walked out of the house, removing the seal outside. Then he picked up the closure sign.

  He felt that this time he should have a period of seclusion, much longer than usual, after all, to open up the nine spiritual device circulation network in his body, which was absolutely not something that could be done in a short period of time.

  A wisp of spiritual energy was infused into the Seclusion Plaque, and instantly, the plaque displayed the time spent on this cultivation.