bestfiction Chapter 10 Fate and Destiny
Chapter 10 Fate and Destiny
Tremor.
The spiritual energy trembled.
No, no, it was more like breathing, the breathing of spiritual energy.
Spiritual energy flows among all things, from the boundless ocean to a grain of sand or a stone; spiritual energy is everywhere and goes everywhere.
Zhong Ming was in a very mysterious state. Countless pieces of knowledge materialized and flowed into his body. He could see every inch of his skin, every blood vessel, and every drop of blood.
A sliver of light flowed through my body, entering through my pores and following my breath. It lingered within me without hesitation, leaving my body in no time.
The same was true of the surrounding mountains, rocks, and vegetation. The spiritual energy flowed freely in all directions, without lingering in any object for long.
A halo gradually appeared. Zhong Ming looked at it in confusion, feeling a mysterious sensation. It was as if it had always been there, but he had never noticed it before.
The halo gradually rose and slowly transformed into a human shape.
The bell was lying on the ground, while it was "lying" on the ceiling.
It became clearer and clearer, and Zhong Ming could see that it was a ball of spiritual energy, a ball of spiritual energy that had been condensed together.
It vibrated in an indescribable way, and the surrounding spiritual energy, after entering its body, did not leave but was instead drawn into its depths.
Ah, what an exquisite way of "breathing".
With each breath, spiritual energy is gathered into my hands.
Zhong Ming subconsciously squinted, and the other person's spiritual energy channels actually became clearer.
He stared at a speck of light that had been accidentally absorbed, as if he himself were that tiny wisp of spiritual energy, curiously entering the body of this dazzling giant. Traveling through countless meridians, his own body trembled with the giant's breath of spiritual energy with each step he took.
Finally, he joined them, and endless spiritual energy trembled at the same frequency, and then... surged out together.
Attack! Attack!
A vast army of spiritual energy surged toward another army of spiritual energy.
A stone! Sometime during the day, the giant picked up a stone, a shimmering stone, a stone full of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy rushed in, trembling, breathing, and assimilating, trying to integrate the entire stone into its own frequency.
Time passed, and finally, the last "enemy" gave up resistance, and the spiritual energy within the entire spirit stone vibrated at the same frequency as them.
All the spiritual energy cheered, and even Zhong Ming couldn't help but roar out loud. The spiritual energy returned to the body, leaving only an empty stone.
But it wasn't over yet; some of the spiritual energy returned. It became violent, incomparably sharp, scorching hot, and capable of destroying everything it touched.
They keep changing.
Another stone approached, a brand new stone, laden with another army of spiritual energy.
This time, the volatile spiritual energy no longer assimilated the other side. The moment the two came into contact, half of the other stone melted instantly, while the remaining half of the "enemy" still stood proudly at the edge of the breach, ready to fight.
Come again!
Zhong Ming roared inwardly, his fighting spirit soaring.
The giants, however, thought differently.
The "breathing rate" is changing for the last time.
At this moment, Zhong Ming felt like a boiling liquid, desperately wanting to escape but also clinging to the broken stone, unable to leave.
Without hesitation, the giant glued the two stones together and rubbed them violently.
The spirits leaped into each other's stones as if their bodies were on fire, desperately trying to cool down.
Zhong Ming watched all this in astonishment. When the two stones separated, the surface of the stone in the giant's hand was almost devoid of spiritual energy, while the other stone was full of spiritual energy.
They calmed down among the stones of each other, and were gradually influenced by the other indigenous people, becoming one of them.
"This...this is..."
Zhong Ming noticed that some spiritual energy seemed not to have completely turned into "enemy forces." The spiritual energy in the stone had not changed much, but some anomalies were hidden inside, and they were changing very, very slowly.
The giant suddenly turned to look at Zhong Ming, and in that instant, Zhong Ming's consciousness returned to his body.
The other person seemed to want to say something, opened their mouth, but ultimately said nothing and simply disappeared into the wind.
An unstoppable sense of powerlessness filled Zhong Ming's limbs and bones. His senses returned from the convergence and impact of countless spiritual energies to a body lacking spiritual energy. A feeling called "desire" rose up and traveled through every meridian.
Zhong Ming's consciousness was frantically searching for its own spiritual energy.
However, he failed; there was no dantian, no Shenque acupoint, no Zhongting acupoint...
Desire is crumbling, and despair is brewing from its ruins.
The eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians have passed through, leaving one with a weary spirit and sparse spiritual energy; all are but passersby.
Zhong Ming finally realized that he did not have his own "frequency" of spiritual energy.
The knowledge contained within the halo of light that the old Taoist priest had captured told him that this person had neither innate spiritual roots nor acquired spiritual seeds; he was merely a mortal.
However, there are two other frequencies in the body that are abnormally strong.
A surge of spiritual energy rose from behind him, which should be the Heavenly Stone Mica given by his second master, but because he was a mortal, he was unable to absorb it.
However, they show a subtle tendency to aggregate within the body, and if you're lucky, a spiritual seed might condense.
At that time, one's own soul will reside in the spirit seed, control it, and absorb spiritual energy with it as the core.
Another force.....
They existed faintly within the flesh and blood, as if they were asleep. Zhong Ming's frail soul only glanced at them, but he saw a dragon's might spread out, and the giant dragon coiled inside his body, reminding him of people who were eventually suffocated by pythons.
"Boom~~~"
The bell rang unexpectedly. The dragon gave the bell a deep look, then plunged into the flesh without looking back.
The deeper and deeper it went, the more even Zhong Ming's own soul could no longer sense the other person.
However, while searching for the Dragon Soul, Zhong Ming discovered a secret.
The flesh and blood, tainted by the dragon and its spiritual energy, formed a completely new "path," or meridian, within Zhong Ming's body.
The spiritual energy can flow freely within it, and eventually, like the spiritual energy flowing through one's other meridians, it will be "frequency assimilated" and become one's own spiritual energy.
Zhong Ming decided to call it the "Dragon Vein".
If the emperors get angry about this, let them get angry.
With the sound of a bell, the dragon soul completely relinquished control, and the entire dragon vein is now ownerless.
However, there is a problem: this meridian is not connected to any of my own meridians, so the spiritual energy cannot be stored in the dantian and can only accumulate or circulate in the meridian.
This line of thought is not very large.
......
The moment to decide one's fate has arrived.
Tian Shi Mica represents "luck," while the dragon vein represents "fate."
Is it a gamble with fate, hoping to create a spirit seed from celestial mica that condenses on its own, or a gamble with the dragon, hoping to find a way to escape the dragon's soul in the future?
Make a choice; it will determine your future.