Realizing this, Wang Teng couldn't help but admire, this god-level corpse was extraordinary. As soon as energy entered the body, it could automatically replenish itself.
Of course, this cannot be the consciousness of the Lord of Butian Palace, but the body, which already has this kind of inertia.
It can also be seen from this that the power of a god-level corpse is very powerful. If it is not dead, its body functions are simply staggering.
"Okay, let's start forming the soul mark."
Daming Tianzun took a look at the body of the Palace Master of Butian Palace, and saw that it had reached the level of hardness. Then he nodded and said to Wang Teng in a deep voice.
Wang Teng nodded, knowing that the most critical moment had arrived. If this soul mark could be formed, then this corpse would become his biggest war puppet.
If the knot fails, then the result will be in vain, and his soul may be greatly traumatized.
Buzz! At this moment, Wang Teng's endless spiritual power wrapped up the yin and yang qi, and came into the empty sea of consciousness of the master of Butian Palace.
It has to be said that the sea of consciousness of a dead person is deathly silent, pitch black and lifeless, like a land of chaos without any life.
Although the sea of consciousness of a normal person is also void, at least it is still relatively alive.
Wang Teng sighed, and without hesitation, he used the power of the soul and the two qi of yin and yang, like an invisible pen, to continuously construct it within the sea of consciousness of the master of Butian Palace.
It has to be said that this kind of construction consumes the soul extremely, just like every stroke is imprinted on the deepest part of the sea of consciousness of the Palace Master of Butian Palace. When one stroke falls, even Wang Teng's soul feels a little tired and tense.
feeling.
Before he could even construct the short five strokes, Wang Teng's sea of consciousness felt a pain, and his soul showed signs of being unable to hold on.
"Hold on, if the construction is successful, your power of soul will be greatly tempered."
Daming Tianzun seemed to know Wang Teng's situation very well and said calmly.
Wang Teng nodded again, gritting his teeth slightly and persisting.
Time passed slowly in this outline. As the tedious soul imprints in the sea of consciousness of the Palace Master of Butian Palace increased, Wang Teng could clearly feel that he and the Palace Master of Butian Palace
body, vaguely establishing a connection.
It seems that the other person becomes a part of you that you can control mentally.
It was so mysterious that he could control the body of the Lord of Butian Palace and raise his arm.
If other people knew this, they would be stunned from ear to ear.
Now it's really happening.
Wang Teng also felt a sense of joy in his heart.
He persisted with more motivation.
Time passed again, and after a month passed, finally the extremely cumbersome soul mark had been completely constructed.
At this time, the connection between Wang Teng and the body of the Lord of Butian Palace became clearer.
Even with a thought, he could move into the body of the Lord of Butian Palace.
This made Wang Teng so excited that he couldn't help but grin.
"Finally done."
When the last stroke was completed, Wang Teng lay heavily on the ground, his whole body seemed to be exhausted and sweating profusely, and he panted.
Building a soul imprint is simply more exhausting than fighting a master.
It is a source with spiritual depth.
"Haha, recover a little and see if your spirit has improved."
Lord Da Ming smiled.
Wang Teng nodded. Restoring the soul is relatively simple. You only need to let your soul absorb the beneficial soul energy between heaven and earth.
About three days later, Wang Teng recovered again. When he saw his Yuanshen Tower in his mind, he was slightly startled and a little stunned.
All I could see was that there was an extra layer in his Yuanshen Tower.
Originally, his Yuan Shen Tower had only two floors, like a foundation, but now it has three floors, making the Yuan Shen aura much more intense.
Realizing this, Wang Teng said in a daze: "Does this mean that my soul has advanced?"
"Haha, yes, when your soul becomes a tower, the level of the tower means that your soul's realm is indeed a three-story tower.
The highest it can reach is the nine-story tower. At that time, it will be the real Yuanshen Heavenly Tower, which has the power to shake the heavens and the earth. According to legend, in the ancient Xutian era, there were still human Yuanshen Towers that could reach the 12th floor. That kind of state,
Gee, it’s just unimaginable.”
Daming Tianzun smiled in amazement, and in his tone, he obviously had great respect and yearning for the Xutian era.
Wang Teng also grinned. The ninth floor of the Guangyuan Shen Tower felt very far away and long to him. He didn't know when he would reach it. The twelfth floor of the Yuan Shen Tower was indeed beyond his imagination.
"Take your time, as long as you have a positive attitude, sooner or later you will reach the peak."
Daming Tianzun said leisurely.
There is no end to cultivation, and there are too many strong people who, after reaching a certain level, realize that they are insignificant and feel powerless in their hearts, and stop moving forward.
Looking at the universe, any extremely powerful person who has reached the realm of gods has an unyielding determination to cultivate.
Only with this quality can we not be afraid of any difficulties or distances, and finally reach the top step by step.
Perhaps, there is a peak above the real peak.
But this process is also the meaning pursued by cosmic cultivators.
Wang Teng nodded. From a small town in a small area to reaching this point, sometimes he felt dreamy.
He wants to defeat the Ultimate God, find his family, and even figure out what the Destroyer is.
All these require him to have extremely strong strength.
Therefore, he is extremely eager for strength, and no one can shake it.
"Is this puppet fully trained?"
Wang Teng looked at the body of the Lord of Butian Palace and said.
At this moment, the corpse of the Lord of Butian Palace had turned into black and white. He could feel that the hardness of his skin and bones had been greatly increased by the tempering of the yin and yang.
If you control him to fight, you will definitely have earth-shattering power.
"It's almost done, but to be on the safe side, let him absorb more yin and yang energy to lay a more solid foundation."
Da Ming Tian Zun Dao.
According to his estimation, it will be done when the black and white colors on his body have all faded away and turned into his normal skin again.
After all, even if you make a soup, you have to simmer it over a warm fire for a while after it's finished, let alone refining a puppet.
"All right."
Wang Teng smiled and nodded, feeling excited. He was looking forward to the moment when the puppet was completely perfected.
"Take this time to practice the White Tiger Spear Skill."
