The colorful liquid in the Bagua furnace exudes immortal brilliance, beautiful and beautiful, and makes people feel moved.
The vigorous vitality comes out through the Bagua furnace, and the light turns the entire retreat room into a colorful color.
Ji Congxin's face became paler and he even had two white hairs.
He clasped his hands and condensed one mysterious runes after another, flying towards the Bagua Furnace.
In the Bagua furnace, a baby gradually formed and gradually became larger, and the essence of heaven and earth began to gather here.
Finally, a child about ten years old appeared in the Bagua furnace. He opened his eyes and shone with the divine light in the sky. His power was astonishing as the Great Sage.
He jumped out of the Bagua stove, looked at his body, his hands and feet, and was extremely happy.
On the side, Ji Congxin also showed a look of relief.
At the beginning, his cultivation was still weak, so he could only follow the clone technique and follow the steps to create a clone - Ouyang Feng.
Now, with his own efforts, he finally changed the original clone technique and the birth of a new character, breaking the original boundaries.
I am such a genius!
However, before Ji Congxin was happy for a few breaths, his face suddenly changed. He saw the ten-year-old child in front of him, his energy was constantly flowing out, as if it was a leaky ball, quickly deflated
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A large amount of energy emits from the boy's body.
He hurried forward and carefully examined his other body.
Ji Congxin used the mysterious skills and injected his own divine power into the little boy's body, but found it difficult to completely stop this trend.
Fortunately, he has a good energy and the little boy has a strong foundation and cannot die for a while.
Suddenly, the Ziwei Ancient Star rolled in endless divine thunder, the thunder path fluctuated across the sky and the sun, the vast thunder was boundless, and the breath of thunder tribulation enveloped Ji Cong's heart. At this moment, an extremely tall will descended on Ziwei Ancient Star.
Ji Congxin looked up and frowned. It seemed that he had touched the taboo, and God was unwilling to let his clone come out.
This is something that has never been seen in ancient times.
"roll!"
Ji Congxin roared, threw out a small bell, and turned into a black light to penetrate the thunder tribulation. Ji Congxin is now at the verge of imprisonment, so how can he have time to deal with the thunder tribulation?
The thunder tribulation stagnates, thousands of wails, and the gathering of wills is trembling.
After a few breaths, the thunder catastrophe suddenly dissipated, the catastrophe clouds dissipated, and the bright sunshine shone on the earth, shining on the hill where Ji Congxin was in seclusion. The breeze was gentle, as if everything just now was an illusion and false.
At this moment, many people lost their voices. What the hell is Emperor Continuing?
What supreme artifact has been refined?
Ji Congxin didn't care too much. He frowned and tried his best to finally stabilize the little boy's condition. He set up 18,000 sealing formations in the little boy's body to prevent the essence in his body from overflowing.
And this took three years.
"This road is not easy to walk!"
Ji Congxin frowned and sighed softly. His clone had been successfully condensed. Of course, the price was also very high, and he paid a lot of treasures and even his own large amount of blood and essence.
The little boy closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground. His aura was not much stronger than that of a mortal. He was probably equivalent to a relatively weak monk named Mingquan. Although his own essence no longer scattered, his original energy was not as vast as a sea of smoke in his body.
Keep it.
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At the same time, more than 10,000 linked formations in his body made it difficult for him to die. While his essence no longer overflowed, practice became a big problem, and it was difficult to absorb the essence from the outside world into his own body.
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If an ordinary genius, even if he gives him endless source stone medicine, it will be difficult to cultivate to the realm of a saint for ten thousand years.
Since the beginning of mythology, how many people have become immortals since ancient times? Any path to becoming an immortal is not easy to walk.
"Take care of yourself."
Ji Congxin said to his clone, and smiled slightly. He felt strange. With a wave of his hand, he threw his clone to another ancient star of life - Feixian Star.
He began to go into seclusion, and paid a huge price to create this clone. It would probably take two or three hundred years to recover.
at the same time.
Feixianxing, a boy who seemed to be weak, appeared, and at the same time, a torn dress that was not very fitting flew in the distance, just flew into his hands.
He put on his clothes and picked up a broken sword from someone who didn't know who sent him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Now that he has a young body, he finds that his mentality is much younger, unlike his true self, who is about the same as an old guy who is over 18 years old and 20,000 months old.
"Am I considered a waste of talent cultivation? Or the rebirth of the strong."
"By the way, I should give myself a name, what's the best thing to call it?"
"In the future, I will definitely not be worse than the cowardly emperor and the two guys Xi Du, so I will call him Shi Bufan."
"In my previous life, I, Shi Bufan, was framed by a conspiracy villain, which led to my immortal emperor being besieged by the enemy and being killed. Now when I was young, I must rise again, no longer take the detours of the past, and no longer let go
My brother died in vain, and that villain died without a single body, and she still had her..."
Ji Congxin... Shi Bufan gave himself a name casually, and even made up a heroic identity for himself, a glorious past, and began to move forward and a legend.
In a blink of an eye, more than two hundred years have passed, Ji Chongxin has recovered to his peak, with sufficient qi and blood. He has completely replenished his life span due to the loss of a lot of blood and sperm, and even about a thousand years has passed.
Shi Bufan finally gained fame and has become a saint king. His cultivation level is a bit slow. It is mainly due to the drag of his physical fitness. If he is given a physique similar to an ordinary person, Ji Congxin will be able to prove it again in less than a hundred years.
road.
However, this physique is not useless. Shi Bufan discovered that there was actually a part of the saint blood in his body. As his cultivation deepened, the saint blood gradually became stronger, and eventually he turned into a holy body!
The body is comparable to a divine weapon.
Shi Bufan was a little depressed.
"Shi Bufan has the three-pointed spirit of Emperor Ouyang in the past."
"It's comparable to the teenage void."
Some people were amazed and surprised. Another priest actually rose from this lineage of the Holy Body.
There were also a few people who couldn't stand Shi Bufan, especially the Cang Tianyi, and some of the offspring servants in the forbidden area. Especially after knowing that Shi Bufan is a wild holy body and has nothing to do with the ancient star of Ziwei, his faces were even exposed.
With a cruel smile, someone came to the door to provoke, hoping to kill Shi Bufan.
It is difficult to hide the offspring of the forbidden area even if an emperor wants to find it. After all, the universe is too vast. And who has the time to pay attention to them! Let’s talk about becoming the quasi-emperor’s ninth level of heaven first.
After several attempts, I saw that no one was paying attention to them, and became increasingly unscrupulous.
But unexpectedly, Shi Bufan's cultivation speed became faster and faster, and he escaped the repeated killings and even counterattacks, relying entirely on himself.
Finally, fifty years later, he jumped to the seventh level of the quasi-emperor.