"That's ... to improve four or five small realms."
Ji Ji said a little conservatively from his heart estimation.
"Four or five small levels?"
Xiao Zixi and others immediately lit up their eyes.
It is also difficult to break through small realms. Even Ji Congxin himself, it would take one or two years for each small level.
Others, even if they are demons against the sky, don’t wait to ride ten?
For ordinary generations, there is no chance of the sky, and it may not be possible to break through a small level for a hundred years and a thousand years.
And earlier breakthroughs, there are more time and energy pursuing the next realm.
"Master, I'm here."
Qi Yunxiao didn't want to think, and directly expressed his infinite belief in Ji Congxin.
"Master, what price should you pay?" Xiao Ziran asked. As we all know, there is no shortcut in the world. Everything must be rewarded with efforts.
"The price is ... it will be difficult for you to prove to become emperor in the future."
Ji Cong sighed.
"Nothing else?"
"without."
Many disciples couldn't help rolling their eyes, and they could prove their enlightenment with them!
"Master, I'm willing."
"I do, too."
Nympho
The disciples participated enthusiastically, which made Ji Congxin feel embarrassed.
After thinking about it, Ji Congxin asked Qi Yunxiao and Xiao Ziran to stay, and everyone else went home.
There are more than this batch of experiments.
Ji Changxin waved his hands, and let the two gold medals disciples, and ten ordinary disciples entered the gossip furnace.
"Xiaobai, add firewood, burn me seven seven, forty -nine days."
Ji Cong said indifferently.
Xiao Bai stunned, and then started adding firewood immediately.
The twelve disciples in the gossip furnace have changed. For the artifact of the gossip furnace, they have heard of it. Even the emperor's soldiers were made of this treasure oven and burned them with firewood.
God, wouldn’t they burned to ashes?
The fire is hot, and the internal blood and blood blood is heated to boiling.
Bubbles were born from the bottom of the Bagua Furnace, from small to large, rising to the top and bursting, releasing amazing energy, but they all gathered above the Bagua Furnace and condensed without dispersing.
None of the twelve disciples turned into ashes at the first moment.
But they were screaming, obviously very uncomfortable, the flesh and blood was blurred, the whole body was cracked, and the blood flowed into nothingness.
At the same time, the special blood after special refining in the gossip furnace gradually extracted inexplicable power and integrated into them.
Their injuries are recovering, and they are not dead.
"ah!"
Twelve disciples screamed in pain, and some even regretted their hearts. It was terrible. Just like mortals entered the oil pan, the key still couldn't die of them.
It's as long as a century.
When they thought of seven or seven or four days, they couldn't help but want to die.
Ji turned his head from his heart and stopped looking at it. His eyes closed, as if he was enlightened.
A month later, Ji Congxin sighed and opened her eyes.
Since he started to confront the great ancestor of the Chen family, his strength has been improving continuously.
The opponent's completely different way, different methods, activated the spark of his thinking. In addition, by analyzing more than a month, he increased the degree of about 0.6 Supreme in just over a month.
Gifted
It looks a little less, and it is completely incomplete. But at the point of him, it is rare.
Today, if there is no ancestor of the Chen family, I am afraid that it is hundreds of years, so I can enter the country.
Normally, a great emperor did not take long for his realm to stabilize his realm. After thousands of years, he was at the peak of his blood, and his strength reached the peak of his life.
Ji Congxin is already very satisfied.
Unfortunately, as he gradually increased his blood analysis of the ancestor of the Chen family and gradually understood the humanoid weapon, his growth rate also began to greatly reduce his strength.
After all, blood and bones can indeed represent part of the Tao and Fa of the old ancestors of the Chen family, but it does not represent all.
It's easy to finish, the remaining is difficult, even if you put it down, there is not much meat.
Ji Congxin is very familiar with this process. After fighting with the old man who died in his youth in the past, he also experienced this process.
"As a human being, you can't sit still and wait for death!"
Ji Cong thought about it, and he looked at the twelve disciples in the Bagua furnace. Their screams were hoarse, and no sound came out, so they were isolated to avoid disturbing Ji Cong's thoughts.
Seeing the disciples suffering, Ji Congxin's expression remained unchanged. He could guarantee that these disciples would not die.
What surprised Ji Congxin was that Qi Yunxiao performed the best, sitting cross-legged in the Bagua furnace, frowned, enduring severe pain, gritting his teeth, but Qi Yunxiao didn't call a word of pain.
Instead, he tried to use the method that Ji Congxin passed on to him and practice here.
There are also two or three disciples who want to follow the example, but they have not done it. Some things are not something they can do just by trying to do.
Ji saw it from his mind that his disciples were generated inside.
According to common sense, what Ji should do the most from his heart should be waiting for the advent of his new Taoist friends.
If there were five or six, seven or eight fellow Taoists like the Old Man of Destroyment and the Great Ancestor of the Chen family, Ji Congxin could definitely make rapid progress, no worse than his cultivation progress before becoming an emperor.
However, this is too regular, rely on luck, and rely entirely on the scroll.
After more than two hundred years of Emperor Cheng, he met an old man who destroyed the world, and a family of Chen family.
He did not spend so much time.
In the past, he was relatively weak, and it was understandable to grow on the power of scrolls.
Now he has proven that his strength is barely strong. Why not self -reliant?
Just waiting for the advent of the opportunity to draw rolls, it is completely a coward without courage.
"A scroll! I hope you can give me a few more good friends."
Ji returned to a quiet chamber from his heart, and he returned again in a tablet, and returned again.
Time passes slowly.
Suddenly, Ji Xukong visited.
"What's the matter."
Ji Ji looked up.
"Brother, are you okay? Do you want to rest first? You don’t need to care about a few disciples. There is nothing to delay for a while."
Ji Xukong asked about it.
He was very worried that the Emperor's Contract was not so easy to violate. He was very worried that Ji Congxin looked nothing, but he secretly endured the price of breaking the Emperor's Contract.
Ji Congxin smiled, and he understood the meaning of Ji Xukong. He looked at the ancient star in Beidou, and some of the Supreme fear also thought.
The backlash of Emperor's Religion will bind his hands and feet and allow the penalty area to be peaceful.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Ji Cong's heart.
Ji Xuan was sighing, sighed, and wanted to say what he didn't say, I hope it really as his brother said.
"If the Supreme Supreme can be stupid, we go to a certain restricted area, and others will not help at all, how good should it be?" Ji Xukong sighed.