The soul of martial arts is a realm that many people dream of.
But only those who have truly reached this point will understand that this is a state of despair. The power of the soul allows the warriors who have reached this point to feel the power of great freedom and freedom, but the gradually decaying physical body is constantly changing.
Constantly remind them that you are still an "ordinary person".
But it is not so easy for ordinary people to cross the level of life.
In Daqi, there is only one way to transcend this realm, and that is to "become a god"!
Be it an ancient god or a desolate god.
Their power is the best way for people in this world to transcend the realm of Yuanshen. The reason why Daqi is strong is because they have mastered the power of the ancient gods and blocked the promotion channel. Those who are not approved by Emperor Qi will not die until they die.
It is possible to obtain power beyond this realm.
Aragami is another wild alternative to Daqi orthodoxy.
The Daqi Royal Family fought tooth and nail against the "Desolate God Sect" in order to protect their own interests. Although the three top sects surrounding the Daqi Royal Family were also encircling and suppressing the Huangshen Sect, their encirclement and suppression attitude was different from that of the Daqi Royal Family.
the same.
Countless old people within the force who have not been able to get a quota have already gone half crazy just to take this step.
To them, what a desolate god, an ancient god.
As long as you can let me take this step, I will be your believer!
The current Gongsun Qianju has this attitude. He has been stuck at the peak of the Yuanshen realm for thirty years. For thirty years, he has sent away batches of people, waiting hard for the Daqi royal family to be released.
He was given a spot. But year after year, hope turned to disappointment.
There are too many people who want a spot.
With a limited number of places and nearly dozens or hundreds of times the number of people seeking "God", the hope that it would be his turn was too slim.
Fortunately, he discovered this opportunity not long ago, and after paying a huge price, he won the command of this operation within the academy.
After the Yuan Shen walked out, Gongsun Qianju controlled the jade slips on his physical body.
After a drop of ink, an ink dagger appeared on the jade slip. This dagger was transformed from poetry. After pausing in the air for a while, it gently made a cut at his heart.
The wound was stained with ink, but not a drop of blood came out.
Gongsun Qianju took out his heart from it with a calm expression. All the severed wounds were stained with ink.
"As long as I succeed, I can surpass that group of people."
The heart of the Aragami is the remaining core of the Aragami. If he uses this thing to become a god, he can become one of the top people in one leap. Even the Emperor Qi will no longer be afraid of him.
At this time, Gongsun Qianju had gone crazy.
He has never thought about why this thing has been in the hands of the Daqi royal family for so long and no one uses it to "become a god". Apart from the influence of the ancient gods, the most important thing is the pollution of the wild god, the one who is rumored to be crazy.
Aragami can really lead people to slide into the abyss, and those crazy believers are real.
Grasping the heart of the wild god that he finally obtained, Gongsun Qianju carefully inserted it along the wound.
With the insertion of the heart, the "ink" at all the disconnected wounds was connected, and the heartbeat began to reappear. Along with the heartbeat, there was also strong Aragami pollution.
Become stronger!
Gongsun Qianju could feel himself getting stronger with every beat. This speed of getting stronger made him addicted to it.
Without noticing at all, his body began to slowly mutate, and the granules that had been gathered back reappeared again. This time it was even more exaggerated. The skin on his back split open, and four arms grew out that were completely transformed from granules.
.
"That's it, becoming a god!
"
Gongsun Qianju stretched out his hand crazily, as if to seize his own destiny.
Half the time for burning incense has passed.
An old monk wearing dark yellow robes appeared in the courtyard.
"crazy?"
The old monk looked at the half-mad Gongsun Qianju in the middle, with a trace of pity flashing in his eyes. This old monk was one of the four great monks following King Canglan. Except for those who were dragged away by Ding Wushang, there were also
The two people following Wu Chong were already the third Daxue Temple monks to walk out of the inner courtyard.
who?
People from Daisetsuji Temple?!
Gongsun Qianju's consciousness was already a little blurry, and he didn't notice any changes in himself, let alone the problem with the "Desolate God's Heart".
He has never been exposed to what the real Aragami's heart is, he only thinks that this is what Aragami's heart is.
After all, several of the things he brought had told him that this was the "Aragami Heart".
"How did you find it..."
Gongsun Qianju, who still had some consciousness, spoke. His voice became a compound sound, as if several mouths were speaking at the same time.
"You want to ask, why didn't these people deceive me?"
The sleeves of the old monk's robe were rolled up, and several human heads rolled out of it.
A head rolled down at Gongsun Qianju's feet. That unwilling face was none other than Xu Si, who had made the most suggestions before.
When he came over, he was indeed influenced by Xu Si and the others, but for him it was just the result of raising his hand a few more times. As for the Zhenwu Sect, so far, only Ding Wushang has come in, and Ding Wushang's side
His senior brother was already in charge, so he turned around and came here.
King Canglan's arrangements have come to an end, and it's time to clean up the Snow Temple.
died?
Gongsun Qianju shook his groggy head and wanted to say something.
But before he could speak, the flesh buds on his left leg suddenly came to life. Like wriggling flesh worms, they rushed over like crazy and rolled the head in, swallowing it up in the blink of an eye.
All empty.
This scene made Gongsun Qianju, who was already a little dazed, completely lose his mind.
Two mouths grew on the left and right sides of his face at the same time, one of which smiled maniacally.
"Haha, good death, good death!
"
"Shut up, don't laugh, don't laugh!
"
The other mouth yelled in anger, while the original Gongsun Qianju smiled ferociously and rushed towards the old monk directly opposite without any scruples.
"Pitiful."
The old monk expressionlessly pulled off his robe, revealing his metal-like body underneath.
A large number of metal patterns flowed through it. Facing the flying Gongsun Qianju, the old monk raised his palm and struck it into the air. The strong palm force mixed with spiritual power ignited the surrounding air, and the flying towards him Like a madman, Gongsun Qianju was hit head-on by the force of his palm.
Only a bang was heard.
This strong man from the Confucian sect was blown up on the spot like a balloon.
Countless flesh sprouts flew everywhere, and the severed body also twisted. The four extra arms behind it, like a spider monster, grabbed the old monk's neck and wanted to kill him.
"After all, it's just an imitation, and what you create can only be a monster, not a "god"."
The old monk looked pale and ignored the four dark strange hands. His right hand smashed open Gongsun Qianju's chest, and his palm was holding the "Heart of the Wild God" that he had transplanted into it.
Peng!
With five fingers, the "Heart of the Wild God", which Gongsun Qianju regarded as a treasure, exploded on the spot...
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