Over the long years, the human race has gradually become the leader of all things. This is the way of heaven.
No matter it is the past when there were as many gods as dogs and saints roamed the earth, or it is the current era of Dharma Ending. If the demons want to become powerful demons, there are only two ways.
One is to maintain the original form until cultivation and becoming an immortal, but the power of magic is influenced by innateness, and is suitable for spiritual beasts such as dragons and rocs who are born with the ability to soar into the clouds, ride on the mist, or soar ninety thousand miles.
The second path is to forge bones and transform, change the acupoints, and become a human. It is slow to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. You can only rely on time and adventure to make up for the power. The advantage is that you can hide in the human race and reduce the risk of death. It is a creature with ordinary blood.
Best choice.
What Wang Zhuo possessed was an ordinary Persian cat. Even if time stood still and it was allowed to practice for ten thousand years, and then the world changed again the next second, it would still starve to death.
However, the Nine-turn Demon Pill, a heaven-defying treasure, completely overturned the bloodline restrictions.
Its function is to unlock the intelligence of an ordinary beast like Wang Zhuo, and then purify his bloodline to perfection!
That is to say, the king of cats, once he grows up, can swallow dragons and kill rocs!
The nine-tailed blood essence guides the cat demon Wang Zhuo on the road to transformation. Its original intention is to let the newcomers preserve themselves as much as possible and leave behind the perfect demon bloodline. As for whether they can become the powerful demon clan, God has to decide.
It's doomed, what does it have to do with the nine-tailed black fox?
But the leader of the demon tribe never expected that the demon he was looking forward to would actually have the soul of an adult human hidden within his body.
The early development of spiritual wisdom and tough personality caused the effect of the Nine Transformations Golden Pill to mutate...
At this time, Wang Zhuo was still immersed in the pleasure brought by bone strengthening and body reshaping, as if he had finished a sauna and enjoyed a kidney-warming and waist-protecting massage.
He couldn't see that the nine-tailed essence and blood in his body separated from the golden elixir, sent out the last wave of thoughts, and then completely integrated into Wang Zhuo's blood, helping the nine-tailed golden elixir to purify Wang Zhuo's demon blood.
"The Heavenly Demon Jue is a technique that my Nine-Tails Clan specializes in. If someone is destined to be similar to my Nine-Tails Clan, they can practice it to protect themselves. If they are birds and trees, they must not practice it!"
Then this idea turned into thousands of golden words, which seemed to have wings and flew around Wang Zhuo's mind like butterflies.
Wang Zhuo, who was a little sleepy, suddenly woke up. He knew that the legendary nine-tailed black fox clan's skills must be extraordinary! So he mustered up his energy and stared closely at the secret of flying.
These words turned around forty-nine times in Wang Zhuo's mind, foreshadowing the extraordinary artistic conception of fifty great avenues, forty-nine heavenly eaves, and one of them escaping.
How could Wang Zhuo understand such a mysterious and mysterious truth, but it did not prevent him from paying enough attention to the Heavenly Demon Art.
After the rotation, all the words were fixed in the center of Wang Zhuo's forehead. The golden color gradually dimmed, and the solid words slowly disappeared! Only the first layer of the technique was left.
Are you afraid that I'm biting off more than I can chew? Wang Zhuo has always been a person with a strong and meticulous mind, so he didn't worry about it and concentrated on following the instructions of the exercises to try to control the heat flow in the acupoints.
The heat flow is the true energy, and the Nine-turn Demon Pill has turned Wang Zhuo from a cute Persian cat into a master who is about to enter the innate world!
From now on, you will no longer be afraid of wild dogs!
Wang Zhuo's mind is like a thin thread, slowly stretching towards the heat flow, entangling the "qi", allowing it to drive the heat flow throughout the body and circulate all the acupoints.
At the same time, the blood of the demon race that had been purified to perfection began to boil, and heartbreaking, unspeakable pain spread throughout Wang Zhuo's body.
This is a level that all ascetics, regardless of race, must go through!
Crush your inner demons!
When breaking through the innate, the more times the infuriating energy is circulated, the stronger the future power and mana will be.
Countless intelligent and innate ascetics died in front of the gate of innate cultivation because they could not bear this kind of inhuman pain and were seduced by inner demons.
Wang Zhuo gritted his teeth, the pain causing him to hallucinate.
The inner demons begin to cause trouble!
Father's face was blackened by the scorching sun, cracked, and wrinkled by time, but he still looked at Wang Zhuo as if nothing had happened, as if he wanted Wang Zhuo to know that he was playing with life and destiny.
face.
There is also the kind and caring smile of the bedridden mother and the admiration in the eyes of the younger brother. They all appear.
Wang Zhuo returned to his home in Northeast China.
It was snowy outside, and there was no fire or smoke inside, making it even more deserted.
Mother Liu Shuzhen was lying on the kang, holding a photo with a black background and a white frame, crying softly.
"Mom, why are you crying?" Wang Zhuo reached out to touch his mother's gray hair, and then stared blankly as his hand passed through Liu Shuzhen's body.
Looking at the photo in his mother's hand again, Wang Zhuo was as stunned as a thunderbolt!
That resolute, angular face in the photo is clearly his Wang Zhuo!
Somewhat similar, some different, but a lonely soul returns in winter.
It turns out that I am dead!
Wang Zhuo turned around again and saw his old father smoking silently at the table.
Wang Shouyi was speechless and looked indifferent, but in the corner of his eyes, a hot tear was flowing down.
"Brother! I'm admitted to college! Brother, I fulfilled my promise to you, but why did you leave? Why!" My younger brother Wang Qiang held the college admission notice and cried, his tears moistening the paper.
Wang Zhuo walked to Wang Qiang and tried to help his brother up, but he still passed through Wang Qiang's body and couldn't touch anything.
"Take care of mom and dad." Wang Zhuo knelt down to his parents regardless of whether Wang Qiang could hear him or not.
"It's my fault that I couldn't fulfill my filial piety during my life and made you sad when I died! Regardless of whether there is an afterlife or not, I will stay with you even if I become a cat, dog, donkey or sheep!"
After saying that, Wang Zhuo stood up, opened the door, and walked into the wind and snow.
Instead of staying behind and unable to share the sorrow of your parents, it is better to find a way to return to them!
The cold temperature was biting, and the bone-piercing pain invaded Wang Zhuo's whole body, but Wang Zhuo ignored it and kept moving forward. The strong wind howled, and the surrounding scenery was bright and dark, as if the wind blade was tearing the space into pieces.
The blow to Wang Zhuo did not separate flesh and blood, but it was like a blow to his soul, causing pain and torture.
Wang Zhuo was blown back by the wind, but he did not hesitate and walked resolutely, step by step.
Walking out of the mountain village, the scenery suddenly turned into a seaside with spring flowers blooming!
At your feet, there is a cliff.
Wang Zhuo didn't understand why this happened, and there seemed to be a voice telling her.
"Stop. Burying here is your destination."
Wang Zhuo made a sound, and without stopping, he jumped forward.
"Boom!" All the pictures stopped and broke.
From Wang Zhuo's babbling when he made a sound, to the simple and boring work later, it finally settled on the moment when he fell from the building and died.
It's like going through a reincarnation.
Wang Zhuo suddenly opened his big, round cat eyes, and a glint of light flashed through him.
The true energy starts from the Dantian and goes around the various acupoints along the spine, repeating the cycle over and over again, forming a line, and changing from the line to a surface. It has circulated for forty times. If a powerful person in the cultivation world sees it nearby, even if Wang Zhuo belongs to the demon clan,
We must also bring Wang Zhuo back to the sect and train him carefully!
Because in the history of the fault, there has never been a race that can circulate so many revolutions of true energy when breaking through the innate. Wang Zhuo is a genius!
"Meow!" Wang Zhuo roared, and a long white gas-like line came out of his mouth, long and far away.
The threads were gathered together to form a thread, and he entered the innate world! At the same time, Wang Zhuo's tail stood up high, and countless black impurities emitting a strong smell dripped from the pores on his body.
When the black impurities come into contact with the cement window surface, they begin to dry out and harden. When the black water dissipates from Wang Zhuo's body, his hair is as dense and shiny as if it had been cared for by a good barber.
Wang Zhuo closed his eyes again, and under the control of his mind, he saw a soybean-sized condensation of Qi in his Dantian.
This condensation is called the true seed. Over time, the seeds will germinate and bear fruit, which will be the golden elixir!
"Huh!" Wang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. This situation made his already resolute mind more stable and unyielding.
There is a tiger in my heart, just like smelling a rose.