Chapter 17

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Wanxiang Yixin, Yixin Wanxiang.

Above the divine soul sea, one can visualize different forms of primitive souls.

The difficulty of visualizing different primitive soul forms varies greatly; the more powerful the primitive soul form, the higher the purity of the primitive true blood in the body is required—some extremely powerful primitive soul forms can only be visualized after the first drop of primitive true blood is condensed in the body.

Chen Xun has a deep understanding of this. He practiced the Great Peng Secret Fist, and the primitive soul form he visualized could be considered the most common.

The Nine Nether Primitive Soul depicted in the Black Python’s image, Chen Xun could only visualize a very vague shadow at this moment; forcing it to form a specific image would only deplete his vital energy.

However, ordinary primitive soul forms cannot withstand the powerful divine radiance directly surging from the divine soul sea, so it makes sense that the six-armed giant demon form would instinctively manifest.

Just as Chen Xun was lost in thought, the six-armed giant demon form above the soul sea suddenly transformed into several golden streams, re-entering the main body of the divine soul sea, rather than dispersing into countless fragments of light that could temper the bones and muscles as usual.

Chen Xun then realized that all his external injuries had completely healed, perhaps just in time for the six-armed giant demon form to dissipate and return to the soul sea.

Chen Xun opened his eyes. The moon was high in the sky, its light cold and clear. Above the stream valley, below the stone cliff, the surroundings felt as if he were at the bottom of a lake.

All the severe injuries he sustained from the fierce battle with the Green-eyed Carving Eagle had now fully healed. The black blood scabs, like the shells of cicadas, had fallen to the ground, and his skin was smooth and lustrous, slightly darker but as delicate as a newborn baby.

His vital energy had become vigorous again, and the physical strength he had exhausted in the battle had been completely restored. The blood flowed steadily and powerfully through his limbs and bones, and his heart contracted more forcefully. In movement and stillness, his tendons and muscles were taut, seemingly harboring greater strength, breaking through to the fourth layer of the Primal Martial Arts and entering the fifth layer of bone tempering.

Of course, compared to the mysterious and formidable six-armed giant demon form, the degree of physical enhancement Chen Xun had achieved at this moment could only be described as very ordinary.

Chen Xun couldn't help but think, if the six-armed giant demon form, directly condensed from the divine radiance of the divine soul sea, had not returned to the soul sea but had instead dispersed into his bones and muscles, how much stronger would his physical body have become?

Of course, he was just thinking. The true blood of exotic beasts is a precious medicine for cleansing the tendons and bones, but it cannot directly strengthen the physical body, which is a well-established fact in the Primal Wilderness.

Even the golden treasure blood of the six-armed giant demon, though a hundred times more precious, seemed unable to change this conclusion.

However, Chen Xun was still somewhat unwilling.

Under the moonlight, the surroundings were silent, and the roars of beasts and the cries of birds echoed from the distant mountains.

Chen Xun sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state, once again opening his divine soul sea and trying to draw divine radiance from the main body of the divine soul sea to form the six-armed giant demon form.

The divine soul sea remained still, and just as the first ray of light was about to condense, a terrifying force began to疯狂地从全身气血中汲取神华，吓得陈寻急忙退出观想……

陈寻擦去额头的冷汗，没想到神魂识海本体的神华根本不是通过心念观想就能汲取的，而六臂巨魔相威势极大，远远超过乌蟒的九幽蛮魂，他若想强行观想，非将他全身的气血立时榨干不可。

怕身体出现什么异常，惊魂稍定，陈寻再度尝试入静，心念入魂海刻画大鹏拳势。

无数微细神华从气血释出，在神魂识海之上，转瞬之间凝聚成青色人形蛮魂相。

待青色人形蛮魂凝成两寸高矮后，气血释放神华的速度却没有放缓，无数散发微光的神华继续凝聚到蛮魂之上，蛮魂越发凝实，也变得更高大。

待蛮魂相足足增高了一倍，气血内释放微细神华的速度才放缓下来。

而此时还想叫蛮魂长得更高，却不复刚才的凝实，光影变得虚黯。

陈寻心里涌起惊涛骇浪，极静入寂的状态不再，心念就从观想中退了出来，没想到刚才神魂识海彼涌取神华凝具六臂巨魔相，他的身体看似没有得到什么淬练，气血却足足精纯了一倍。

都说异兽真血是脱胎换骨、易髓换血的宝药，真是一点都不假啊。

气血精纯倍增，也就意味着，就算没有灵药进补，他修练的速度将是以往的一倍。

灵药哪里随时能有？

乌蟒集一寨之力，一年也就只能炼制百十枚乌蟒丹。

修练速度增加一倍，已经是异常可观。

而气血精纯，意味着，即使没有灵药支撑，他进入观想具相、与敌搏杀的时间也将倍增，施展蛮魂战武的威力倍增。

陈寻心里暗想，他现在气血精纯倍增，是不是与敌搏杀时，能够观想九幽蛮魂，施展九幽战矛中真正称得上蛮魂战武的逆鳞一刺？

陈寻用力扯了扯双臂韧如蛮牛老皮的皮肉，信心更加强大的站起来，眺望溪谷。

身边灵药已空，身在荒山野岭，也不知道黑山部的古辰、古护会不会中途折返回杀他，不然他真想尝试一下那逆鳞一刺，到底有多大的威力。

不过想到那个青甲武将，陈寻又难免有些气妥。

那个青甲武将站在他跟前，仿佛深渊大海，又空荡荡什么都叫他感应不到。

陈寻灵识过人，但完全看不出青甲武将到底有多强，心想就算他脚下那头黑色鹏鸟，强横气息仿佛一座山丘压得人窒息，怕是宗桑、南獠等人加起来，都远远不能敌吧？

陈寻这时候才更深刻的体会到什么才叫沧海一粟，他就是晋入蛮武五层，又是何其渺小！

在这个弱肉强食的天地，他即使气愤那两个沧澜杂种将自己辛苦搏杀的猎物抢走，也是没有任何用处的。

更重要的还是要修练，只要实力能更进一重楼，能更进一重楼，那些沧澜杂种有什么心爱之物，大可以也抢回来。

想到这里，陈寻心境放开，忍不住要仰天长啸。

不过，他不知道古辰、古护会不会中途折返，还不至于蠢到用啸声将他们引来。

想到古辰、古护离开时眼睛里露出的凶光，陈寻毫不怀疑，有机会他们一定会杀了他。

这就是弱肉强食的丛林法则。

黑山与乌蟒为争得更大的狩猎区，常一言不和，就动手搏杀，仅这三年就有两族就都有十数人死于非命，早就结成死仇。

现在两族都只有两名上阶蛮武，旗鼓相当，勉强保持平衡，即使争斗，还不至于将全族压上进行搏杀，而一旦对方再出现一个实力强横、潜力无穷的族人，己方又怎么可能再睡安稳？

想到这里，陈寻忍不住又想哈哈大笑，能叫敌人寝食难安，也算是他的能耐。

见四处没有异常，陈寻沿着溪谷走回到崖洞下。

那头青眼雕忍饥挨饿，都不离开老巢，陈寻心想，走回来看一眼，说不定老巢里会有几只幼鸟。

石崖贴着溪谷，耸然而上，差不多有两三百米高，陡峭的崖壁断断续续的有许多缝隙，以及披挂而下的树藤，而让人攀爬上去。

今天这一番乱战，不知道有多少树藤被摧毁，石崖脚下到处都是残枝碎藤，还有无数被青眼雕利爪扒拉下来的碎石。

陈寻丢掉当拐杖的树丫子，手脚并用的爬上崖顶。

青眼雕位于孤崖的老巢，是个八九米深的石窝子，里面铺满从别外衔来的枝木，还有青眼雕自身脱落下来的毛羽。

月光照不到石窝子里，里面的光线昏暗。

陈寻摸着黑钻进去，石窝子边上都是青眼雕吃剩下来的骸骨，兽的、人的都有。

见青眼雕真是吃人肉，陈寻心想拼尽全力毙之，真是一点都不冤。

要是他心存半点侥幸，最终的结局就是他沦为雕腹肉食。

唯叫他可惜的，就是巢里没有嗷嗷待哺的幼鸟。

陈寻暗感可惜，青眼雕这种凶禽，虽说不是蛮荒异种，但也是蟒牙岭的空中一霸，他原来还想捉几头幼雕带回寨子从小养熟了，以后由宗崖他们带着进山狩猎就会方便许多。

巢中杂物很多，然而除了两颗像是松果的青色坚果外，还有一副完整无缺的雪白兽骸最为耀眼。

虽说普通人骨兽骸都是白色，但暴露在空气里，人骨兽骸都难免会发灰，而这副狸猫大小的兽骸，通体雪白，丝毫无损，还散发玉石光泽。

蛮武修练，淬皮练骨，中阶蛮武颠峰，全身骨骸坚硬如铁，但再坚硬也有限度；只有天蛮强者，才能练就坚不可摧的金刚骨。

陈寻此时神力如牛，就是一根铁柱也能拗断，而这副兽骸，哪怕最脆差的肋骨，他用尽吃奶的全力，也不能掰弯分毫。

拿尖锐的一头去划石壁，坚硬的石壁就像软泥一般，石粉簌簌飘落。

陈寻当然不知道金刚骨能坚不可摧到什么程度，心想这副兽骨即使不如金刚骨，恐怕也不会差多少吧。

陈寻心里想，也许是一只异兽，在蟒牙岭的深山里意外死亡，血肉叫其他异兽吃掉，剩下这副兽骸，叫青眼雕捡回巢里来吧？

陈寻见过魂祭兽筵的那盘巨大蛇骸，心想这副兽骸即使没有其他妙用，就凭着这般的坚硬锋利，制成箭头，也将无坚不入。

与青眼雕一战，陈寻就下定决心，回去之后要好好练习弓箭，不然他在地面，面对这样的凶禽，或者面对骑乘巨鸟的强敌，将彻底陷入被动挨打的局面。

至于成为天蛮，到极高深的境界，人能纵贯长虹、陆地飞行，对此时的陈寻来说，还有望而不及，回寨子后还能先练弓箭要紧。

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(No update yesterday, neither the recommendation votes nor the favorites reached the target, I need to cry for a while; thank you to the enthusiastic support from Shenghao Hospital 2, an old friend, ha...)

Wanxiang Yixin, Yixin Wanxiang.

Above the divine soul sea, one can visualize different forms of primitive souls.

The difficulty of visualizing different primitive soul forms varies greatly; the more powerful the primitive soul form, the higher the purity of the primitive true blood in the body is required—some extremely powerful primitive soul forms can only be visualized after the first drop of primitive true blood is condensed in the body.

Chen Xun has a deep understanding of this. He practiced the Great Peng Secret Fist, and the primitive soul form he visualized could be considered the most common.

The Nine Nether Primitive Soul depicted in the Black Python’s image, Chen Xun could only visualize a very vague shadow at this moment; forcing it to form a specific image would only deplete his vital energy.

However, ordinary primitive soul forms cannot withstand the powerful divine radiance directly surging from the divine soul sea, so it makes sense that the six-armed giant demon form would instinctively manifest.

Just as Chen Xun was lost in thought, the six-armed giant demon form above the soul sea suddenly transformed into several golden streams, re-entering the main body of the divine soul sea, rather than dispersing into countless fragments of light that could temper the bones and muscles as usual.

Chen Xun then realized that all his external injuries had completely healed, perhaps just in time for the six-armed giant demon form to dissipate and return to the soul sea.

Chen Xun opened his eyes. The moon was high in the sky, its light cold and clear. Above the stream valley, below the stone cliff, the surroundings felt as if he were at the bottom of a lake.

All the severe injuries he sustained from the fierce battle with the Green-eyed Carving Eagle had now fully healed. The black blood scabs, like the shells of cicadas, had fallen to the ground, and his skin was smooth and lustrous, slightly darker but as delicate as a newborn baby.

His vital energy had become vigorous again, and the physical strength he had exhausted in the battle had been completely restored. The blood flowed steadily and powerfully through his limbs and bones, and his heart contracted more forcefully. In movement and stillness, his tendons and muscles were taut, seemingly harboring greater strength, breaking through to the fourth layer of the Primal Martial Arts and entering the fifth layer of bone tempering.

Of course, compared to the mysterious and formidable six-armed giant demon form, the degree of physical enhancement Chen Xun had achieved at this moment could only be described as very ordinary.

Chen Xun couldn't help but think, if the six-armed giant demon form, directly condensed from the divine radiance of the divine soul sea, had not returned to the soul sea but had instead dispersed into his bones and muscles, how much stronger would his physical body have become?

Of course, he was just thinking. The true blood of exotic beasts is a precious medicine for cleansing the tendons and bones, but it cannot directly strengthen the physical body, which is a well-established fact in the Primal Wilderness.

Even the golden treasure blood of the six-armed giant demon, though a hundred times more precious, seemed unable to change this conclusion.

However, Chen Xun was still somewhat unwilling.

Under the moonlight, the surroundings were silent, and the roars of beasts and the cries of birds echoed from the distant mountains.

Chen Xun sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state, once again opening his divine soul sea and trying to draw divine radiance from the main body of the divine soul sea to form the six-armed giant demon form.

The divine soul sea remained still, and just as the first ray of light was about to condense, a terrifying force began to疯狂地从全身气血中汲取神华，吓得陈寻急忙退出观想……

Chen Xun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, realizing that the divine radiance of the divine soul sea's main body could not be drawn simply through mental visualization. The six-armed giant demon form was extremely powerful, far surpassing the Nine Nether Primitive Soul of the Black Python. If he tried to force it, it would immediately deplete all his vital energy.

Fearing any abnormalities in his body, Chen Xun calmed down and tried to enter a meditative state again, focusing his mind to visualize the Great Peng Fist in the divine soul sea.

Numerous fine divine radiance particles were released from his vital energy and blood, quickly condensing into a green human-shaped primitive soul form above the divine soul sea.

When the green human-shaped primitive soul form reached about two inches in height, the speed at which the vital energy and blood released divine radiance did not slow down. Countless glowing divine radiance particles continued to condense onto the primitive soul form, making it more solid and larger.

When the primitive soul form had grown to twice its original height, the speed at which the vital energy and blood released divine radiance finally slowed down.

If he tried to make the primitive soul form grow any taller at this point, it would no longer be as solid, and the image would become dim and vague.

A wave of shock surged through Chen Xun's mind, and he could no longer maintain his meditative state. He withdrew from the visualization, realizing that although his body did not seem to have undergone any significant tempering, his vital energy and blood had become twice as pure.

It was true that the true blood of exotic beasts was a precious medicine for transforming the body and blood, and this was no exaggeration.

With his vital energy and blood twice as pure, it meant that even without the aid of spiritual medicines, his cultivation speed would be twice as fast as before.

Where could he find spiritual medicines at any time?

The Black Python tribe could only produce about a hundred Black Python Pills in a year with the combined efforts of the entire tribe.

A cultivation speed that was twice as fast was already a significant improvement.

With his vital energy and blood twice as pure, it meant that even without the support of spiritual medicines, the time he could spend in visualization and combat would double, and the power of his primitive soul martial arts would also double.

Chen Xun thought to himself that with his vital energy and blood now twice as pure, he might be able to visualize the Nine Nether Primitive Soul and use the true scale-piercing strike from the Nine Nether Spear, which was a genuine primitive soul martial art.

Chen Xun tugged at the tough skin on his arms, which was as resilient as the hide of an old ox, and stood up with renewed confidence, gazing at the stream valley.

With no spiritual medicines left and being in the wilderness, he didn't know if Guchen and Guhu from the Black Mountain tribe would return to kill him. Otherwise, he really wanted to try the scale-piercing strike to see how powerful it was.

However, thinking of the green-armored warrior, Chen Xun couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged.

The green-armored warrior standing before him was like a deep sea, vast and empty, giving him no sense of his true strength.

Chen Xun, with his exceptional spiritual awareness, could not gauge the green-armored warrior's strength at all. He thought that even the black Peng bird under the warrior's feet, with its overwhelming aura that felt like a mountain pressing down, might be too powerful for Zong Sang, Nan Liao, and others combined to defeat.

At this moment, Chen Xun had a deeper understanding of the concept of a grain of sand in the vast ocean. Even at the fifth layer of the Primal Martial Arts, he was still incredibly insignificant!

In this world of the strong preying on the weak, his anger at the two Canglan bastards for taking away the prey he had fought hard to capture was useless.

What was more important was cultivation. As long as his strength could advance to a higher level, he could take back anything the Canglan bastards cherished.

Thinking of this, Chen Xun's mind opened up, and he couldn't resist the urge to let out a long howl.

However, he wasn't stupid enough to use his howl to attract Guchen and Guhu, who might return.

Thinking of the murderous look in Guchen and Guhu's eyes when they left, Chen Xun had no doubt that they would kill him if they had the chance.

This was the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.

The Black Mountain and Black Python tribes often fought over larger hunting grounds, and in just the past three years, dozens of people from both tribes had died in these conflicts, creating a deep-seated enmity.

Currently, both tribes had only two upper-level Primal Martial Artists, maintaining a precarious balance. Even in conflicts, they wouldn't risk the entire tribe in a full-scale battle. However, if the other side produced a