In a conscious state, Song Renjia entered the flame space of the Great Golden Pill.

The golden flames were still dancing around like elves, and seemed to be more spiritual than last time. Song Renjia's consciousness wandered around in this space, looking for the figure of life.

'Daddy is here, daddy is here.' The childish voice came to Song Renjia's mind, but Song Renjia could not find anyone.

"Hasn't it taken shape yet?" Song Renjia murmured in a low voice, staring at the flames everywhere.

"Daddy hugs!"

Song Renjia: "..."

How to hug?

Suddenly, Song Renjia felt like he was wrapped in a soft and warm force. This feeling made him feel like he was touching a baby's skin.

"Sure enough, it doesn't have an entity yet." Song Renjia sighed.

He stretched out his hand, opened his palm, and raised it in front of his eyes. He felt as if there was a small hand facing his palm.

"Well, good baby...you..." Song Renjia suddenly remembered that he hadn't given him a name yet and didn't know how to call him.

Generally, when a baby is born, he has a body first, and then consciousness and wisdom. The life in the Great Golden Pill of Song Dynasty Jia is different. At this time, he already has consciousness and can have simple conversations, but he has no body yet.

This made Song Renjia neglect to give him a name.

"Are you a boy or a girl?" Song Renjia asked.

"I'm a girl, daddy's little cotton-padded jacket." He got the answer.

Song Renjia didn't know from whom the baby learned the language, whether he was born with it or whether it was extracted from his memory.

But, it's a girl.

"What name should I give it?"

"So smart and considerate, why don't you call her Song Hui? Song Nuannuan? Or should you call her Song Congcong?"

For a while, Song Renjia couldn't think of a suitable name.

"Moreover, should I ask Fairy Yi for her opinion on the name? Liyue should also ask her," Song Renjia thought.

"dad."

The immature life suddenly controlled the flames, forming a puppy around Song Renjia, running happily around him, and with a cry, another ball of flames formed a small three-legged golden crow, flying around Song Renjia.

Fly away.

"Do I look like this, or do I look like this?"

Song Renjia: "..."

"What am I going to look like?"

"Can you decide your future race and shape?" Song Renjia asked.

"It's okay dad."

"Then you must grow up like me." Song Renjia said firmly.

"is that so?"

A group of flames flashed and gradually lengthened into the shape of a young man.

The young man was only one foot tall, but Song Renjia looked at him as if he didn't look like himself, but he looked very familiar.

"This seems to be what I looked like when I was in junior high school, right?" He recalled it for a long time before he remembered that he had such a photo at home.

"Sure enough, did he learn his language and knowledge from my mind?"

Looking at himself in junior high school, Song Renjia suddenly realized that he was an excellent little puppy before.

"Be more feminine." Song Renjia reminded: "The face should be thinner, the lines should be softer, the eyes should be bigger, the mouth should be smaller, and..."

After all, I am a boy, and if I want to look like a girl, I have to make some adjustments.

The face formed by the flames was constantly being fine-tuned based on Song Renjia's suggestions. Song Renjia felt like he was doing 3D modeling or playing a face pinching game.

However, the final result was good. A face that was as beautiful as Song Renjia in his youth appeared in front of Song Renjia.

"Well, it's perfect." Song Renjia praised with satisfaction.

"Dad, it's so beautiful." The little cotton-padded jacket also acknowledged this face.

"Well, the baby's face will be like this from now on." Song Renjia said, "By the way, there is also a figure..."

After another adjustment, Song Renjia gave her daughter a perfect figure.

"When can you be born?" Song Renjia asked.

"Wait until the golden elixir matures," the daughter replied.

"Don't worry about the maturity of the golden elixir. Is it because I have reached the second level of Tiandi Zhengwu Jue?" Song Renjia said.

"Yes, Dad."

"With the Dou Zhan Tower, it shouldn't take long." Song Renjia thought.

"Come on daddy!"

Listening to this pure voice sending sincere blessings, Song Renjia's heart was filled with pride. His fighting spirit rose again.

‘Let’s pass the fourth level in one go!”

"Baby, daddy is going to practice hard. Are you alone?"

"You are not alone, there are puppies and birds." The daughter replied.

"Well, you're so good." Song Renjia said softly, "But after all, there are still too few."

He looked at the countless flames filling the space, and with a thought, all these flames started beating.

"Look, this is a kitten."

"Look, this is a big tiger."

"Look, it's a rhinoceros.

"Look, this is a big tree."

"This is the mountain, this is the river, this is the sea, this is the waves..."

Song Renjia manipulated the flames to form various things in the space, just like a teacher teaching children enlightenment education.

"Dad is so kind."

Countless small animals all moved, big trees swayed, rivers of flame surged, and waves rolled. Song Renjia created a golden world with flames.

"This way, she won't be alone." Song Renjia nodded with satisfaction and exited the Jindan space.

Outside the Great Golden Pill, five magic weapons are constantly rotating around the Golden Pill, including Ying Gong's Halberd, Bu Zhou Fei Sword, Golden Feather Armor, Tianpeng's Wings, and a magically modified mobile phone.

His consciousness returned to the Dou Zhan Tower, regrouped into a transformed body, and stood in front of the door of the fourth level.

"Is this function of the Battle Tower also a type of clone?" Song Renjia thought.

He learned to be like a dragon and had a clone in the Mahayana period. But this clone existed forever.

As for clones like Douzhan Tower that can gather and disperse at any time, Song Renjia does not know this kind of magic.

"I'll ask Fairy Yi another day to see if I can learn this kind of magic." Song Renjia thought.

Pushing open the fourth level door, Song Renjia saw his enemy.

It's still a puppet of the heavenly soldiers, but it has changed from one to two.

One is a puppet holding a long bow and carrying a quiver, and the other is a four-armed puppet holding four short axes.

"One is a distant attack, the other is a close attack. There should be coordination between them, right?" Looking at the pair of puppets in front of him, Song Renjia guessed.

"Is this how the heavenly soldiers fight? Is there coordination between the heavenly soldiers?"

"Whoosh!"

Song Renjia didn't want to think too much, a flaming red arrow was shot towards Song Renjia. The bow-wielding puppet had already launched the attack first.

Song Renjia released five flying swords, shattering the arrows, and then the flying swords continued to strangle the bow-wielding puppet.

There was a jingling sound, and the four-armed puppet stood in front of the bow-holding puppet. It swung its short ax and chopped away the five flying swords.

"It's very powerful." Looking at the flying sword that was knocked ten meters away, Song Renjia raised his eyebrows.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Another series of arrows flew in, and Song Renjia waved his heroic halberd and smashed them one by one.
Chapter completed!