Chapter 460 Zhiming is as lonely as snow

Half a month later, in the retreat room, Yang Yuqi, dressed in blue clothes, was surrounded by the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The verses of the "Ten Thousand Trees and Green Mountains Sutra" turned into vibrant fonts, circulating in his mind.

In the meridians, the original heavy and simple spiritual power now has a layer of mellow and gentle vitality, just like in the early spring, when everything is full of vitality, and you can vaguely smell a sweet fragrance of vegetation.

hum! !

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly stirred, and ripples spread out. A quarter of an hour later, Yang Yuqi opened his eyes, and his pupils were filled with joy.

"In just half a month, I completed the transformation of the exercises, and my cultivation speed has indeed increased significantly. In less than two years, I can break through to the ninth level of Qi training. Isn't this speed of cultivation comparable to the legendary Tianlinggen?" Yang Yuqi's mood has never been so comfortable at this moment. The path to immortality is promising and the road is prosperous, and the great joy it brings is unparalleled.

"In addition, my new mana seems to have become vigorous because of the existence of the small tree. It feels like it can catalyze spiritual plants." Yang Yuqi murmured to himself.

Then, he stood up, pushed open the door of the retreat room, and came to the courtyard.

Walking to the flower bed, Yang Yuqi stretched out his right hand, and a wisp of dark green spiritual power poured out from his fingertips and slowly poured into the flowers and plants.

call! !

Infused with vigorous vitality, the flowers and plants in the flower bed are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before long, the entire yard was overwhelmed by these wildly growing flowers and plants.

This was not over yet. What shocked Yang Yuqi was that a small part of the flowers and plants that were originally just mundane things turned into elixirs, spiritual herbs, and spiritual flowers.

Stretch out your hand and pluck a peony flower, and the fragrant floral fragrance hits your nostrils.

Gently taking off a petal, Yang Yuqi held it in his mouth. A trace of spiritual energy poured out of the petal and poured into his meridians, where it was quickly refined.

"It has indeed become a panacea. Although it is only a first-level low-grade medicine, if it is produced in large quantities, it will also be a huge income." Yang Yuqi was inexplicably excited.

But then, his face was slightly startled, and his mind involuntarily sank into his Dantian, only to find that the originally vigorous and tall tree seemed to become listless, as if a person was overworked.

Seeing this, a flash of enlightenment flashed through Yang Yuqi's heart, "Yes, everything must follow the rules of heaven and earth. There can be no free power in the world. This kind of ability of Xiaoshu should not be commonly used."

Although there was some regret in his heart, Yang Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing was too much, and if he could really use this power of vitality unlimitedly, he would still be worried.

"Let me first sell these elixirs, exchange them for spiritual stones, and buy elixir seeds. After that, I will start to practice the art of spiritual planting, and strive to enter the Farm Palace as soon as possible and gain the attention of the family..."

Yang Yuqi planned the future step by step, without realizing that an invisible force enveloped his courtyard. In other words, not only his courtyard, but the entire Ziyue Mountain was under the supervision of this force.

In Taibai Residence, Zhi Ming was lying on the ground leisurely basking in the sun. His dark dog eyes opened slightly and he murmured in his heart, "What a high-level wood-attribute power. It seems that this kid has got a great opportunity. Hmm... I want to Report it to the owner, pay more attention to it, protect it when necessary, and don't let it die halfway."

After saying this, Zhiming took out a small notebook and wrote down the three words "Yang Yuqi" after a series of names. Then he closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed the sunbath.

……

One year passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the thirteenth brother Yang Tianjiu sent a message saying that the blessing had been condensed and asked Yang Tianyou to send Zhiming to get it.

As a result, the latter happily walked out of Taibai Residence and headed to Ziyue City on his short legs.

After a while, Zhiming returned with his blessing. A layer of formation shield slowly appeared in the sky above Taibaiju, covering the place.

"Okay Zhiming, use your blessings now to improve your bloodline." Yang Tianyou said with a smile, with expectation in his eyes.

Beside him, Yunhua and six other spiritual beasts, many of them, were all looking at Zhiming.

Even the ancestor Yang Haoyu cast his gaze from the top of Ziyue Mountain and stared at this place.

Obviously, everyone is looking forward to the complete activation of the legendary Listening bloodline.

Under the gazes of one after another, Zhiming raised his head and swallowed the bright red "blessing".

hum! !

Blessings enter the body and all nine qi are intact.

The nine-colored divine light blooms from Zhiming's body. Each color represents a kind of energy, including spiritual energy, bone energy, wealth energy, blessings, spiritual energy, earth energy, yang energy, yin energy, and pure energy. They are all complete. A breath of blood that seemed to come from ancient times burst out from Zhiming's body.

The phantom of Listening Appears again, or in other words, it is no longer a phantom, but has become an entity in the true sense, the "real body"!

The original little black dog disappeared and was replaced by a strange beast with a tiger's head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and a unicorn's feet.

While listening attentively as a child, this thought suddenly flashed through Yang Tianyou's mind.

Unlike the Dragon Clan and the Purple Moon Wolf Clan, which only have a thin bloodline of divine beasts, they are different.

The Zhiming in front of him was almost equivalent to a cub of a mythical beast. Even if it was not a purebred, it had at least a blood concentration of 60 to 70%.

This means that as time goes by, even if Zhiming does not have to spend time practicing, his cultivation will continue to rise.

Because when the mythical beasts reach adulthood, they become supreme beings at the level of immortals and gods. During this process, they do not need to practice at all.

Of course, a divine beast that cultivates diligently will naturally advance faster, but for Zhiming, its cultivation level is subject to the true spiritual strength of its master Yang Tianyou, so it cannot improve too quickly.

Therefore, the path to wisdom will be very clear from now on.

He ate and slept, walked around Ziyue Mountain when he had nothing to do, and played chess and chatted with several clan elders. This was his life, and he was truly "lonely as snow."