C35 Blessed by Misfortune

During this period of time, the little beast had been fed the cork by Zuo Feng several times, and from the moment it entered the city, it had been in a deep sleep. It was because the impact was too great, it was also very afraid. Now that there was no one around it, it dared to stick its head out.

After the little beast stuck its head out, it looked at Zuo Feng with a puzzled expression, as if it found the current situation of its master extremely interesting.

As for the unconscious Zuo Feng, he was no different from a dead person. There was only a strand of consciousness left in his mind.

Right now, Zuo Feng felt as if he was in a world of darkness. There was no sound, no smell, no time, no space, not even himself. There was only endless darkness. An ordinary person would have already gone mad, or would have given up any hope of surviving, allowing this consciousness to flow freely.

However, Zuo Feng was not one of those ordinary people. To be able to reach the strength of a Body Strengthening Stage level 6 at such a young age, he had to go through countless sweat and effort. He didn't know how much sarcasm he had experienced during his one year as a good-for-nothing, but he still managed to persevere. These experiences also nurtured his willpower that far exceeded that of ordinary people.

At this moment, although Zuo Feng only had a sliver of his consciousness left, he didn't have any intention of giving up. He was silently enduring all of this. He was waiting for the turn of events. Although he didn't know how much longer he could last, nor did he know whether he would survive or not, he still persevered on.

Zuo Feng did not know that although he was heavily injured and his consciousness was about to disappear, this was also an opportunity. It was an opportunity to improve himself and surpass all his peers.

The Sea of Consciousness, a mysterious place within a martial artist's mind. Only warriors at the peak of the Refinement Stage could use unparalleled spirit energy to condense their consciousness into psychokinesis, also known as telepathic thoughts. Only warriors who could condense psychokinesis could be considered to have truly entered the Refinement Realm.

There was an ancient legend in the Kun Xuan Continent. It was said that the entire continent was the creation of an almighty being with just a thought. One could imagine just how terrifying the power of this "Perception" was.

Almost all of the martial artists on the continent had reached the Spirit Refinement realm by condensing their consciousness. This method was also known as condensing one's consciousness. However, in some ancient texts, there were such records. When a low level martial artist was on the verge of death, if a trace of consciousness was left in their sea of consciousness, then there was hope for them to cultivate the psychokinesis within the sea of consciousness. This method was known as Nurturing Thoughts.

Although this method was recorded in ancient texts and had been tried by countless people over the past ten thousand years, none of them had succeeded in nurturing their minds. Those who had tried it all died, and this method was gradually forgotten by the people.

Zuo Feng, despite being seriously injured and on the verge of death, had actually fulfilled all the requirements to nurture his mind. He had almost completely lost all of his body's functions, only leaving a trace of his consciousness in his sea of consciousness. The most important thing was, right now, he was in the safest and quietest place in the entire Yan City, so he didn't need to worry about being disturbed.

Right now, Zuo Feng's consciousness was like a candle in the wind, flickering and flickering, about to disappear at any time. The only candle flame in the quiet room had also completely extinguished. The quiet room had also completely sunk into darkness. The silent and dark room was almost exactly the same as the place in Zuo Feng's consciousness.

Zuo Feng did not know how much time had passed in his drowsiness, but it was as if his consciousness had started to gradually dissipate. Zuo Feng knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster, but his indomitable willpower was still supporting him and he did not give up.

Although the current Zuo Feng could not sense anything around him, he could feel that he existed in a pitch-black void. However, he gradually realized that his existence became thinner, and it was as if he was slowly transforming from a physical body into a transparent liquid.

Zuo Feng could guess that this was the sign that he was going to die completely, but there was nothing he could do. He could only quietly wait for his life to die out. After a long while, his already transparent body started to slowly vaporize like boiling water, and his body that had been vaporized slowly merged into the darkness of nothingness.

Zuo Feng actually didn't have a single trace of fear. After persisting for so long, he already felt a little tired. Perhaps this was his fate.

Just when Zuo Feng was about to give up on that last bit of persistence and let go of that last bit of consciousness. Suddenly, the faces of his parents and sister surfaced in front of him, followed by Shen Die, Zuo Hou, his master, Aunt Zhuang and the rest. At this moment, Zuo Feng's eyes were wide open in the void as he shouted in an unreconciled manner: "I cannot die, I still have people I have to protect."

Just as he was roaring towards the pitch-black void, his body, which was like a corpse lying on the stone platform, suddenly trembled. The trembling made the creature lying on his chest suddenly widen its silver-gray eyes. In the next moment, the small beast seemed to have heard Zuo Feng's roar. Its ears twitched a few times, and its petite body suddenly stood up.

As the small beast stood upright, a wave of energy emanated from its small and frail body. This ripple spread out in all directions like a vibration. Immediately after, the mysterious protrusion on Zuo Feng's chest started to vibrate as well. The two vibrations seemed to have the same origin, as they slowly fused together.

This vibration was like a key that unlocked this mysterious protrusion, and then Zuo Feng's entire chest exploded with a resplendent white light. This light ray was exceptionally glaring, and it instantly filled the entire stone room, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

It was only thanks to the closeness of the room that such a terrifying scene was not witnessed by others. The white light did not dissipate for a quarter of an hour, but slowly closed in and wrapped around Zuo Feng's body.

If someone were to look from the side, they would see that Zuo Feng was like a white water man. There were even some ripples on the surface of his body. These ripples spread out in all directions with his chest as the center.

At this moment, Zuo Feng had completely lost his consciousness. After he let out that unwilling roar, his consciousness dissipated into the void of his sea of consciousness like a gas. After that, he no longer knew anything.

Although Zuo Feng lost his consciousness, his body started to change under the white light. Streams of silvery-white energy seeped into Zuo Feng's body from the grayish-white light enveloping his body, nourishing his damaged muscles and blood vessels.

Under the nourishment of this silver white energy, Zuo Feng's body began to recover at an astonishing speed. Some areas that were originally unharmed, even began to evolve towards greater strength under the effects of the blue energy. After reaching a certain point, there would no longer be any changes.

Very soon, all the injured parts of his body were restored to their original state. After recovering, his body did not stop absorbing the energy for changes, and he continued to slowly transform and become stronger. Under the untiring nourishment of the silver white energy, Zuo Feng's muscles, organs and blood vessels had already started to become stronger, but at the same time, they had also become more resilient.

After the strengthening of the muscles and blood vessels had been completed, a body as strong as Zuo Feng's was extremely rare in the entire continent. After a moment, the blue energy continued to seep into the bones, and when it met the bones, it slowly stopped, and began to heal and nourish them. After a moment, the blue energy continued to seep into the bones, and when it met the bones, it slowly stopped, and started to heal and nourish them.

The strengthening of his bones was also gradually completed under the boundless silver-white energy. After that, it did not stop and once again majestically rushed towards his tendons and veins. The meridians were the most important meridians for every martial artist. Whether it was for strengthening one's body through Qi Refinement or using martial skills to fight with others, the meridians were the most important meridians.

However, in order to reform and temper one's meridians, one could only reach the stage of Tempering Body Refinement. This was an iron-like rule that had never changed since time immemorial. At this moment, Zuo Feng was breaking through the many rules that everyone knew. At this moment, his meridians underwent a miraculous strengthening process on a little body strengthening stage level 6 martial artist.

Tempering and strengthening the meridians took several times longer than the previous two processes combined. Even this powerful and mysterious silver-white energy took about an hour before it was completed. In the instant after his meridians were fully strengthened, the silver-white energy began to squeeze from the inside out. That was right, it was squeezing, not withdrawing.

At this moment, Zuo Feng had completely lost consciousness, but his body was trembling violently like a spasm. This was when the body was filled with immense pressure, and it automatically resisted. As his body shook violently, Zuo Feng's body also began to expand. The silver-white energy did not care whether Zuo Feng's body could handle it or not. It continued to squeeze him from inside out.

At this moment, even though Zuo Feng's body had expanded like a rubber ball, he was still able to withstand the tremendous force coming from within. This was because his body had just been transformed by the mysterious energy and had become abnormally tough. If it were anyone else, even a late stage Body Tempering martial artist would explode like a balloon that had expanded to the limit upon being treated like this.

The small beast had already returned to its normal state long ago. It had already jumped onto a stone table when it saw Zuo Feng's body change. The small beast looked exceptionally exhausted. Its gray fur was withered and white. Its silver gray eyes stared powerlessly at Zuo Feng for a moment before they slowly closed. Afterwards, it fell into a deep sleep.

No one knew what had happened to the youth inside the stone house. This couldn't be simply described as a fortuitous encounter; it wouldn't even be considered a miracle.