hey demon

Chapter 767
Roar, the real dragon chanted, the sea of ​​fire filled the sky, and an extremely pure dragon power rose from the bamboo garden.

"Has the carp turned into a dragon?"

Looking at the dragon shadow walking through the void, covered in red scales, with two horns on its head, three-toed claws, a snow-white belly, and extremely long beard and hair, Ji Xian could not hide a trace of shock on his face.

True dragon, a legendary monster, and just now, he witnessed the process of a red carp transforming into a dragon.

"With a cultivation base of 2000 years, it seems that a low-grade fairy bone has also been born, which is not bad."

As he spoke, yin and yang qi surrounded him, and his palm stretched out. Zhang Chunyi grabbed the red-scaled dragon in his hand. At this moment, the red-scaled dragon's size, which was about ten feet long, shrank rapidly, like a loach, and Zhang Chunyi easily held it in his hand. , his cultivation also began to decline rapidly, and in the end only 200 years were left, which was just right for the current Ji Xian.

"This red-scaled dragon will be given to you to protect the way. I have sealed its cultivation base, and you can unblock it layer by layer, but you must pay attention, its essence is a big monster after all. If your foundation is not stable, Then there’s a good chance there will be a backlash.”

Waving, Zhang Chunyi sent the Red Scaled Dragon to Ji Xian.

Hearing this, suppressing the shock in his heart, Ji Xian knew that what Zhang Chunyi did before was all for him.

"The disciple pays homage to Master, and remembers Master's instruction!"

Feelings of gratitude surged up, and without making unnecessary excuses, Ji Xian assigned the second Soul Seal, and Ji Xian successfully refined the Red Scaled Dragon.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi nodded in satisfaction. This red-scaled dragon really fits Ji Xian, otherwise, even if he took the initiative to ban it, Ji Xian would not be able to complete the refining so smoothly.

In fact, monks are not suitable for refining monsters with immortal roots and bones when they are in the scattered world. It is possible to suffer backlash.

However, Ji Xian is a special case. He not only has a strong foundation and outstanding aptitude, but also has an accompanying monster like the Golden Crow Flame Spirit. For him, the Dispersed Human Realm is just a process. As long as he wants to, he can pass it at any time.

You must know that the essence of the Golden Crow Flame Spirit is the Sun God Flame, and this kind of flame is best at refining gods. Its existence makes Ji Xian not have to worry about the problem of unstable foundation.

"In the future, you will stay on Feilai Peak to practice, and you can come and go freely. Remember that it is not easy to realize the ambition in your heart, strength is essential."

After the words fell, Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared. He had already taught everything he could teach. After all, Ji Xian had to walk this road by himself.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi's dissipated figure, silent and solemn, Ji Xian bowed again.

"I will work hard to obtain power. I will definitely recreate the universe and give all souls a stable life. I hope there will be no more weapons, no more wandering, no more wives and children in the world."

With a firm belief, at this moment, Ji Xian has a clear goal in his life, he wants to become the new emperor and reset the order.

"Yuhuang, Chizun, I need you to walk with me on this road from now on."

Looking at the Golden Crow Yanling and the Red Scale Dragon, Ji Xian murmured softly. This is the name he gave to the Golden Crow Yanling and the Red Scale Dragon, and it entrusts his ambition.

Hearing this, the Golden Crow crowed and the True Dragon roared, revealing a sense of pride and no fear.

Seeing such a scene, looking at the rising sun in the sky, the halo of hope in Ji Xian's eyes circulated, and its light was mighty, although it was weak at first, it would eventually illuminate the whole world for a moment.

Time passed slowly like this. A young dragon was sharpening its claws and teeth in Longhu Mountain, waiting for the day it would be born. Once it was born, it would definitely stir up the wind and rain and shake the entire Middle Earth.

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Within the blessed land of Huangting, the aura of immortality is permeating.

Teaching Ji Xian is just a matter of convenience for Zhang Chunyi, what is really important to him is still his own practice.

"Finally mature?"

The divine sense that was in harmony with the heaven and the earth was touched, and at a certain moment, Zhang Chunyi opened his eyes.

Stretching out his palm and grabbing lightly, Zhima, who was sleeping soundly in the ground veins, fell into Zhang Chunyi's palm.

Sensing something, his eyes suddenly opened, reflecting Zhang Chunyi's face, Zhima's face was full of panic, nourished by Huang Ting Fudi these years, its spirituality became more and more sufficient.

"Not a demon but better than a demon!"

Looking at such a Zhima, Zhang Chunyi was quite interested.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you, I just need you to walk through my pill furnace!"

Unable to help Zhima struggle, Zhang Chunyi threw it into the red smoke furnace.

Huh, the two real fires of Taiyin and Sun rise up and turn into the shapes of Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit. Zhang Chun seals the formula with one hand, and constantly tempers the medicinal properties of Zhima. He has fed it with delicious food and drink all these years, and now it has arrived at Zhima. When working hard.

Under normal circumstances, in order to cleanse the marrow, monks can only completely refine Zhima, but Zhang Chunyi's alchemy skills have been close to immortals after years of comprehension of the Supreme Alchemy Sutra. The power of the medicine is tempered.

49 days later, the furnace was turned on, and the rich fragrance of orchid orchids diffused wantonly in Huang Ting Fudi.

Waving, Zhang Chunyi took Zhima and a big pill out of the pill furnace.

Looking at Zhima who had fallen asleep, Hongyun's eyes flashed with distress, and he quickly wrapped it with the spring breeze and sent it to the earth veins for warming, while Zhang Chunyi swallowed the big pill.

Hum, the medicinal power dissipated, the Heaven-Mending Golden Pill began to work, and Zhang Chunyi's almost perfect body began to make up for the last trace of flaws.

His brows glowed, his mind was silent, Zhang Chunyi saw a little light in the endless darkness, chasing this light, it seemed like a huge stone gate appeared in front of him in a trance.

With a strong push, the stone door opened, and Zhang Chunyi's mind seemed to have been baptized in a certain way. At this moment, the originally deep darkness seemed to him no longer so dull, and bits of light appeared one after another, and finally became one piece, turning into a sea of ​​stars .

"Immortal Aperture Xuan Min, the immortal aperture that can only be lit by monks who have cultivated to the human body!"

Looking at the sea of ​​stars, the human body is no longer hidden, and Zhang Chunyi has a clear understanding in his heart.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders, Xuan Min is one of the most miraculous fairy orifices in the human body. As long as this orifice is opened, all the orifices will be clear, and there will be no obstacles. It's just that this orifice will only appear spontaneously when it is cultivated to the human body , cannot be lit by other methods.

However, if one wants to cultivate to the human body, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky. If it is not for the help of the secret method of the Heaven-Mending Golden Elixir, it is impossible for Zhang Chunyi to cultivate to the human body now.

"There are 360 ​​five immortal apertures in the human body, and each has its own mysteries. After the human body lights up the mysterious female, these immortal apertures are no longer a secret to me. As long as I think, I can find them without any secret method."

With the return of mind, Zhang Chunyi's heart was filled with waves.

"However, although there are many immortal apertures, what the human body can bear is very limited. Nine is the extreme number. This is also the limit of many immortal classics, but ten is the real perfection."

"To the human body, the real ultimate body, can be called the perfect human body, it can break the limit of nine, let monks light up ten immortal apertures."

The posture is natural, and the light flows from the inside out. At this moment, Zhang Chunyi truly understands the mystery of the human body. One cares about the outside, the other cares about the inside.

(End of this chapter)