Although the original Golden Eagle was called "gold", it was mainly brown. Only the tips of its wings had a bit of gold.
But now, this gold was spreading on its tail and wings.
And it was really bright gold, with a slight metallic shine.
It could truly be called a Golden Eagle.
Looking at its eagle eyes again, there was a little more golden color in them, and its body had also grown a little bigger. Xu Xiantong compared it to before, its wingspan was as wide as two palms.
When it spread its wings, it let out a cry. It really had the bearing of the lord of the sky.
If it continued to cultivate like this and turned completely gold, then it would truly be a success.
Pushing open the window, the Golden Eagle turned into a golden shadow and flew into the sky like a flickering light.
Even its speed was much faster. This was the innate advantage of birds.
If it really became a monster, who knew how fast it would be.
At that time, it could open up a new "flight" to the capital thousands of miles away.
It was just the middle of the night, and the moon was in the sky. Moonlight poured into the room through the window, like a silver mist, covering the table.
Xu Xian sat in front of the table and took out the Heart-Reflecting Mirror to study. Suddenly, he found that the silver moonlight was focused on the mirror.
The light on the Heart-Reflecting Mirror was bright and dim, like the beating of a heart.
The moonlight gradually flowed on the runes behind the Heart-Reflecting Mirror, like mercury.
Xu Xian suddenly understood that the Heart-Reflecting Mirror could not directly absorb a cultivator's Ling power. It needed the most natural source of the sun and moon power.
These days, Bai Suzhen had kept it in her arms like a treasure. When had it seen the light of day?
Without replenishing its energy, it could not be used.
It was just like how the Golden Condor had to swallow the Purple Dragon King Ginseng and digest it, but it could not directly absorb Xu Xian's spiritual power. The spiritual power of a cultivator and the natural spiritual power of heaven and earth were ultimately different.
The Heart-Reflecting Mirror swallowed the moonlight, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. It was like a living thing, but it seemed to contain a strange rhythm.
At night, it was Xu Xian's time to cultivate. Usually, by this time, he would have returned to his bedroom and started another round of cultivation.
Now, he couldn't help but breathe along with the heartbeat of the mirror. At the same time, he absorbed the power of the moon spirit.
In the past, when Xu Xian absorbed spiritual energy, it was like a long dragon sucking in water, wishing that he could absorb as much as possible.
But tonight, with the rhythm of the Heart Revealing Mirror, it was no longer like this.
The power of the Moon Spirit flowed into his body bit by bit and was completely absorbed. However, he immediately spat out a portion of it. Before this portion of the Moon Spirit's power dissipated, he began to absorb it again.
The power of the Moon Spirit, which should have been invisible, gathered more and more around him.
It was as if moonlight was condensing around him, forming a faint layer of light.
However, it was not static. Instead, it was constantly flowing and flickering, one bright and one dark, one dark and one bright.
As time passed, the light barrier around Xu Xian grew thicker and thicker.
In the beginning, when he used this method, the amount of spiritual power he could absorb was less than 10% of his usual amount. But unknowingly, this number increased.
10%, 20%, 30%, 40% … Finally, it reached 100%. The efficiency was the same as before, but it did not stop increasing.
A sliver of joy appeared in Xu Xian's heart. This was because the golden flames of the sun in his soul were burning fiercely, constantly converting the power of the Moon Spirit into the power of the Sun Spirit.
The sun had gone through the three steps of becoming a star, lighting up, and returning to the star. It was heading towards "combining the stars", but this step was much more time-consuming and laborious than the previous steps combined.
The level of cultivation was the level of the "main star", the sun, followed by the establishment of the other stars in the Star Palace.
As for the Golden Body of Buddhism and the Daoist techniques of Mao Mountain, although they were all proper techniques, they could also be cultivated.
But in Xu Xian's hands, they were all "spells", and the core "Dao" was still the "Sea of Constellations" technique that he had learned from the Great Yin Spiritual Master.
Now that large amounts of silver power of the Moon Spirit were surging in, the sun that had been silent for a long time became lively again.
If he could continue like this, "combining the stars" would not be a dream.
But Xu Xian had forgotten that although firewood could stop the fire, if he put in too much firewood at once, it could also extinguish the fire.
As more and more power of the Moon Spirit flowed in, the sun was slowly unable to convert.
The source of the power of the Moon Spirit was the power of the Sun Spirit, so it should have been the sun suppressing the Moon Spirit. But as the power of the Moon Spirit flowed into his soul like a great river, the golden light of the sun was gradually extinguished and devoured.
Xu Xian, who had been standing still, had a layer of frost on his face at some point.
The light film was like an oval cocoon, trapping Xu Xian inside, and Xu Xian was the worm inside, constantly thickening the cocoon.
"Breaking out of the cocoon to become a butterfly" was the dream of every worm, but there was another phrase that should not be forgotten, called "spinning a cocoon around oneself".
Xu Xian was facing his greatest crisis in recent days.
The "Yin Yang Mirror" was made by a Dao Ancestor. Even one of the fragments contained mysteries that were enough to benefit a mere "Human Immortal" like Xu Xian endlessly. But this method of absorbing spiritual power was not originally prepared for Human Immortals.
This method of absorbing spiritual power was extremely efficient.
Every time he absorbed a portion of spiritual power, he would spit out a portion.
Then he would absorb it again, and spit out another portion.
Using the power of the Moon Spirit to absorb even more power of the Moon Spirit, it was like a rolling snowball, gathering more and more spiritual power around his body. Every time he absorbed more and more spiritual power.
But it was not as simple as inhaling and exhaling, it needed a certain rhythm. This rhythm was not something that Xu Xian could feel, but now, through a vessel made by a Dao Ancestor, Xu Xian had mastered it, and unknowingly, he had entered deep into it.
If Xu Xian's previous cultivation was like placing a cup under a water pipe and releasing water according to a fixed flow.
The cup was the soul, and the water was spiritual power.
Even if the water overflowed, there was no damage to the cup.
And Xu Xian's usual cultivation rarely reached the state of "full water".
But this time, it was really full. It took less than the time for an incense stick to burn, and then it was disastrous, the water volume increased.
The impact on Xu Xian's soul also increased, but Xu Xian could not stop breathing.
He even had a feeling that it was not him that was breathing, but the light cocoon that he formed was breathing.
He did not dare to stop breathing. Once he stopped, the light cocoon would break under the impact of the spiritual power, and this study might not be able to survive, let alone Xu Xian who was in it.
And even if Xu Xian wanted to "overflow", it was not possible. The excess spiritual power could not overflow at all.
Trapped in the light cocoon, the spiritual power once again poured into Xu Xian's body, completely disregarding Xu Xian's ability to withstand it.
If not for the Sea of Constellations' cultivation method focusing on the soul, Xu Xian would have already lit up the Sun and Mercury, strengthening his soul with the sun spiritual power and water spiritual power respectively.
His Divine Soul had already been torn apart.
And after being strengthened by the water spiritual power, his soul became very flexible. It was not a cup, but a balloon, which was why he could withstand it.
But now, Xu Xian felt that every time he breathed, it was like he was risking his life, like he was riding a roller coaster straight to the ground.
Because he did not know when the balloon would burst. If that happened, it would really be a tragedy.
If this continued, not only would his soul not be able to withstand it, even his body would become a block of ice because of the bone-chilling Moon Spiritual power.
Once his physical body was damaged, the consequences would be hard to estimate.
And Xu Xian knew that Bai Suzhen would meditate every night. Unless someone called for her, or there was a "warning sign" that concerned her own safety, she would not wake up, even if there was thunder.
But the hundreds of thousands of merit points that Xu Xian had accumulated became his last hope. The Jade Token of Virtue shone with a clear light, constantly injecting pure power of merit into Xu Xian's body and soul.
It maintained his weak life force, and continuously strengthened his soul.
Like a dam, it resisted the impact of the Moon Spiritual power again and again.
Xu Xian also knew that this kind of passive defense was not a long-term solution, but the Jade Token of Virtue could not carry out overly complicated wishes, so he could only try his best to maintain it. Every time he breathed, he would consume hundreds of merit points to strengthen and repair his soul.
And when it came to the next breath, it would consume even more merit points.
The two forces were stuck together in Xu Xian's soul. One was destructive, and the other was repairing. But neither could escape the range of his soul.
Unknowingly, it made Xu Xian's soul stronger, but this kind of strength also had a limit, and that was the number of merit points.
Not long after, the merit points that Xu Xian had accumulated were only about two hundred thousand. Now, every time Xu Xian breathed, he would consume more than ten thousand merit points.
Ten breaths, he could at most hold on for ten breaths.
Xu Xian tried his best to control and slow down each breath, but the consumption of merit points still made him nervous.
Two hundred and seventy thousand, two hundred and sixty thousand, two hundred and forty thousand, two hundred and twenty thousand, one hundred and seventy thousand, one hundred and forty thousand, one hundred and fifty thousand …
Xu Xian had already given up all hope. The amount of merit he had used up in this last breath was definitely more than fifty thousand. In just one more breath, he would die.
With a "squeak" sound, a white figure appeared at the door. She looked at the moonlight that filled the room, like silver flowing water, in surprise.
Bai Suzhen actually felt a little sticky and sluggish in it.
The nimble power of the Moon Spirit was condensed to the point that it was almost solid. With a pinch of her fingers, she knew Xu Xian's condition. She couldn't help but feel anxious.
She quickly opened her mouth and sucked in the inner core that was filled with clouds and mist. Like a dragon sucking in water, she sucked the power of the Moon Spirit in the room into the inner core and into her body.
Bai Suzhen sucked in the moonlight in the room and felt her body turn cold. She was already an Earth Immortal. Whether it was her soul or her body, the capacity for spiritual power was naturally incomparable to Xu Xian's. But after absorbing so much spiritual power at once, she couldn't digest it all in a short time. She looked at the Star Chasing Sword hanging on the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.
But the cocoon of light was still in the room. It was so condensed that it was almost solid and could not be absorbed as spiritual power.
It pulsed, as if it wanted to grow bigger.
She walked forward, but she also felt awkward. If she accidentally broke the cocoon of light at this time, his life would definitely be in danger.
Xu Xian carried out the last breathing exercise in his life. Suddenly, he realized that the fifty thousand merit points were not consumed in one go. The remaining twenty thousand merit points were consumed less and less. Slowly, it returned to the initial number of hundreds. In the end, every breathing exercise consumed more than ten merit points.
It turned out that when Xu Xian used his merit points to support himself, the strengthening of his soul was enough to withstand the pressure. The ten merit points consumed were just to resist the chill of the Moon Spirit and maintain his state of life.
Bai Suzhen stood at the side and could only absorb the overflowing Moon Spirit's power to maintain this state.
In this kind of situation, she could only wait until daybreak.
At daybreak, the moon slowly disappeared.
The cocoon of light could absorb less and less Moon Spirit's power. It slowly became thinner and Xu Xian's appearance could be vaguely seen.
When only a layer of silver light was left, the sun finally rose.
Xu Xian slowly opened his eyes. The layer of light on his body immediately broke and dissipated.
Xu Xian took a deep breath. "I finally made it." The happiness of surviving made him have no time to think about the changes in his body.
Bai Suzhen asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Xu Xian shook his head. Suddenly, he smelled a stench.
Looking down, he felt a lot of black stuff coming out of his pores and sticking to his body. It was abnormally uncomfortable.
After being soaked in the purest Moon Spirit's power for an entire night, his body seemed to have been cleansed from top to bottom.
Xu Xian's body was originally no different from a mortal's. Compared to a human's martial artists, it was much worse.
This time, after being cleansed by such a majestic spiritual power, it naturally had such an effect.
Bai Suzhen said, "Go wash up, I'll go get your clothes." Although she had many doubts, it was not the time to ask.
Xu Xian hurriedly went to the lake and washed his body. Only then did he feel much more comfortable.
He let out a light breath and leaned against the rock behind him. Suddenly, he had a feeling. He could clearly feel the uneven surface of the rock behind him, and even the difference in texture.
When he calmed down, the undulating lake water was not just lake water, but countless undercurrents, passing through his skin wave by wave.
The originally quiet morning suddenly became noisy in his ears. The whispers of young swallows begging for food, the gentle sound of the wind blowing through the willow leaves, these sounds that should have disappeared in the air became clear in his ears.
Opening his eyes to look into the distance, he saw a green pearl on a blade of grass. Under the sunlight, it emitted seven colors.
But he didn't use his Heaven's Eye, and what was different from the telescopic vision of the Heaven's Eye was that these images became especially fresh in his eyes, as if the dust on a mirror had been wiped off, and everything became clear.
Sight, smell, taste, hearing, touch, feeling.
Xu Xian's six senses had become sharper in a single night.
The fragrance of the soil, the surging of the lake, the blue sky, the clear chirping of the morning birds, everything formed a three-dimensional picture in his heart. It was as if he saw a new world, a fresh and delicate world. This feeling made him want to cheer loudly.
But looking at the Merit Jade Token around his neck, it was less than ten thousand. He could not help but feel a little heartache. After accumulating for so long, there was only so little left after one night. It was too extravagant.
But the joy of surviving a disaster still surpassed this little heartache.
When he closed his eyes and looked inside his spirit, he wanted to see what changes had happened last night brought to him.
But he was surprised to find that his main star, the Sun, had now completely turned silver and was emitting a silver-blue brilliance.
It was drowned by the vast moonlight, as if the sun had turned into the moon.
After a night of torment, the sun had turned into the moon. Xu Xian was a little speechless. He did not know if he could change back. If he could not, he would become the "Little Lunar Immortal". This name was really unsightly.
If the Lunar Immortal knew about this, he would be very surprised!
It was already unheard of to light the Sun as the main star, but the nature of the main star could still change.
Xu Xian cultivated alone, so he could not compare with others. If the Lunar Immortal was here, he would find that his main star was not the moon. It did not correspond to the moon in the sky, nor was it affected by the weather. Instead, it mainly relied on absorbing the power of the Sun Spirit.
He had only completed the transformation from pure Yang to pure Yin in one night. As for how to change back, Xu Xian still needed to study it slowly.
Xu Xian's Divine Soul was originally golden in color, but now it had turned silver.
Inadvertently, Xu Xian used a brand new power and once again completed the transformation from light star to return star. It had a very deep impact on his spirit.
First, the spirit itself had become bigger.
The size of the spirit could not be measured by any measurement unit in the human world. It was just an illusory feeling of the cultivator.
If Xu Xian's spirit was like a small pond, then after being transformed by the power of the Moon Spirit and the power of merit, his spirit was now like a small lake.
And it was not only a difference in quantity, but also in quality. It had become more durable.
Xu Xian faced the morning sun and tried to absorb a little of the Sun Spirit. It was quickly swallowed by the vast power of the Moon Spirit. It was like throwing a tiny spark into the vast ocean of the moon.
He thought, "Do I have to play with it again in the day to change back?"
He was immediately shocked. He did not want to try this a second time.
Xu Xian did not know that if it had been during the day and he had breathed in the Sun Spirit, no matter how much merit he had, it would have been burned into a torch.
The tranquility of the moon was completely different from the violence of the sun. That was why he could survive and continue to let his imagination run wild.
The sun rose, but not long after, it disappeared into the clouds.
The sky in the south was always rainy and rarely sunny.
Not long after, it started to drizzle and the air was filled with water vapor.
Xu Xian took this opportunity to stretch out a hand and tried to control the water spiritual power like he usually did. But it only took a thought.
The raindrops falling from the sky above the small lake suddenly froze and no longer fell straight down. Instead, they gathered in the air above Xu Xian's right hand and formed a transparent ball of water.
It was still raining outside, but above Xu Xian's head, there were countless water droplets dancing. It was extremely beautiful.
To the original Xu Xian, this was simply impossible to accomplish.
Controlling the water spiritual power and controlling water were two different things. The difficulty of controlling the latter was much higher than the former.
Usually, only natural spiritual objects could be used so freely.
Although Xu Xian still had many things he did not understand and wanted to ask Bai Suzhen later, he only had one thought in his mind when he looked at the ball of water in the air. "I have leveled up!"