Zhuang Wudao chuckled, not bothering to explain. He just tried his best to speed up the spread of his mysterious blood. Speaking with facts is the best answer.
"Are you determined to have your own way? That's all, it's up to you——"
The woman's voice also fell silent, no longer persuading her, her voice was low, as if she was preparing to wait for the moment when she would completely die.
However, in just a moment, all the mysterious blood in this mysterious orifice turned into a bloody Chongming bird, circling and dancing in the orifice.
One silk thread after another has been continuously pierced into the dead egg, which not only fully replaced Ren Shanhe's spiritual thoughts, but also gave the dead egg continuous vitality. The law of life and death is to reverse life from death, and to possess the underworld.
He, the crow, is far more qualified than Ren Shanhe to cultivate this dead Chongming egg.
The woman's voice sounded again, but this time, it was surprising and inexplicable.
"Is this the true meaning of Chongming?"
How could the person who took away Ren Shanhe’s body and soul master the true meaning of the magical power of ‘Re-Sorrow of Tomorrow’?
This is what Ren Shanhe gained by watching the battle of the Chong Ming Bird in the void ocean, and then combined it with his own understanding of the way of heaven. In this world, even those Da Luo Jinxian cannot be exactly the same as Ren Shanhe. Otherwise, the situation two hundred years ago
Emperor Chongming would not have sent Wu Heng to venture down to the lower realms after hearing this and send the immortal king's remnant soul and Chongming's dead eggs.
But how could the person in front of him do it?
However, life has appeared, a glimmer of hope has appeared in front of her again, making the woman so happy that she can hardly control herself.
After just a moment, she exclaimed again: "You, you are actually an innate fighting spirit."
This man's soul is actually an innate fighting soul that can improve any magic and mystery by half a level.
Among the ten great bodies and the ten great bodies in the same list, one of the rarest Tao body Yuan Fei in the world may not be able to see one for a whole tribulation.
"Please give me a helping hand, senior"
Only then did Zhuang Wudao speak up, asking for this person's help. With the remnant soul of this Immortal Lord-level Chongming Bird as his internal agent, the possibility of him completely inheriting this mysterious magical power would increase by at least 20%.
"This 'Rebirth of Tomorrow's War' will definitely be preserved by the juniors, and they will never disappoint the seniors in the future."
"Of course I want to help you when it's a matter of my life, so how can I not do my best? It's true that I underestimated you. As a Taoist who has established his own legal domain, you are much stronger than that kid Ren Shanhe."
The woman's voice laughed to herself, and then a strange suction force naturally emerged from the dead egg of the Chongming Bird. Not only did it help Zhuang Wudao imprint his spirit and stabilize it in the mysterious aperture, but it also made Zhuang Wudao unable to do so.
Completely understand and complete the missing part of the true meaning.
With the help of this woman, Zhuang Wudao's process of refining the mysterious orifice became smoother. After just a few hours, Zhuang Wudao felt a sudden pain in the mysterious orifice where Chongming Shang was.
Zhuang Wudao was not surprised but happy. Being able to feel pain meant that this mysterious orifice had truly become a part of his body.
This style is only slightly inferior to Hunyuan Tianji, and his first-grade magical power with Taoyuan level potential has been completely integrated into his body and stabilized.
And within his own soul, the corresponding soul aperture is also being generated.
After that, you only need to practice a little every day, and after a few months of warming up, everything will be as normal. As for now, it doesn't matter once or twice now and then, but try not to use it too much.
The work was done, and Zhuang Wudao's spiritual thoughts were withdrawn from this mysterious orifice.
"When we met for the first time, I should have consulted with senior and had a detailed discussion. However, junior is inconvenient today and has important matters, so he cannot stay too long. Fortunately, after today, senior and I will still get along for a long time. Junior here, just
I’ll take my leave now, and I’ll definitely come visit you again within this month.”
The woman's voice only gave a cold hum as a reply. Her voice was tired, and it took a lot of effort to help Zhuang Wudao refine the profound aperture.
After refining Tomorrow's Shang, the other two mysterious apertures, the Fire Origin Divine Body and the Thunder Sky Boundless, were also easier to do. Zhuang Wudao didn't even use much effort, and he had already completed these in about an hour.
The two mystical powers were also refined one by one.
At this time, his magical powers had increased to sixty-four.
When everything was completed and Zhuang Wudao opened his eyes again, the sky was indeed full of stars. It was late at night. Three months appeared together in the sky, especially the blood moon, which was even more dazzling than it was ten days ago.
.
The three hundred lashes from Lord Chengyun had already ended, and Zhuang Wudao was feeling a faint burning pain all over his body. At this moment, there should only be less than a quarter of an hour away from the fourth quarter of the hour.
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly, guessing that at this time, those immortals and gods would no longer be able to visit here. So while recovering from the scars outside his body, he was bored, waiting for the arrival of the fourth hour.
At this moment, even through the Yuan-Destroying Shackles, Zhuang Wudao could feel the rioting Yuan Ling between heaven and earth. The prison car no longer moved forward. To avoid risks, it had stopped on the ground. Those Yuan Shen monks were also together.
Outside the prison van, they formed a formation to defend themselves against the monthly crazy spiritual explosion.
March is together, once every ten days, and a frenzied spiritual explosion of this level only occurs once a month. Originally, the time chosen by Zhuang Wudao and Wu Ming to escape was when the spiritual explosion started next month.
, but now it is a full month ahead of schedule.
But just before the fourth quarter of the hour, Zhuang Wudao looked at the door of the prison car with a stunned look on his face. He saw a figure walking in with a slight sneer.
Astonishingly, it was none other than Zhenjun Chengyun, and outside the door of the prison car, there was another "Shan Ruo Ling Grandma" with the same cold and silent expression.
"What do you want, Zhenjun?"
Su Yuncheng has been eating and sleeping in the prison car these days, just to prevent Chengyun from using any other means against Zhuang Wudao in her absence. At this moment, she woke up from her trance in time. Full of vigilance, she looked at
The two people in front of me.
With the girl's intelligence, she has already sensed something unusual. At this time, she was full of surprise and uncertainty, intending to intimidate: "Ignorance Master and Shaogongzi are like father and son, you don't want to mess around."
"Everyone knows this, and you don't need to remind me. However, it is precisely for this reason that several immortals in the spiritual world are unwilling to rest assured. They are worried that the ignorant immortals attach too much importance to their friendship with him, and will do the wrong things from now on.
Wrong thing."
Chengyun Zhenjun looked at Zhuang Wudao with a strange expression, and he also looked at Ren Shanhe, with a look of pity, joy, gloating and pride mixed in: "I don't do anything else, I just paid tribute to a few seniors.
As ordered by me, I am going to give your young princess Ren a piece of 'Xue Rong Li Qiao Dan', that's all. I believe that even if the Wu Ming Immortal knew about it, he wouldn't blame her."
Zhuang Wudao was thoughtful when he heard the words, "He has never heard of Xuerongliqiao Pill, but there is a pill with a similar name in his memory."
As soon as he heard it, he knew what it was, and it could transform his entire body and destroy all his acupoints.
It turns out that it is not just the Immortal Wu Ming who is planning to start a counterattack on this day when March is with us and the blood moon appears.
The opponents of Wu Ming - or they are not opponents, just a few immortals who are involved in the situation because of their own interests, also want to put this matter to a complete conclusion.
These people did not intend to take Ren Shanhe's life directly, but as long as Ren Shanhe's cultivation was completely destroyed and he would never be able to recover, even if he had some ideas, it would be impossible to do it.
Everything can be settled from now on. And the two pawns crossing the river in front of them must have obtained the promises of these people.
Ignorance says that time waits for no one, and nights are long and dreams are many. It is indeed so——
Su Yunzhui's eyes also changed slightly, and then a cyan sword came out of his sleeves and struck directly at the Yuan-Destroying Shackles on Zhuang Wudao's hands and feet. The sword was sharp and decisive, without any hesitation.
She simply couldn't stop the power of these two great Hedao True Monarchs. She also knew that crying and begging for mercy was useless. The only one who could stop them was the Young Palace Master herself.
Grandma Shanruo Ling had already expected it, and sneered: "You want to indulge the evildoer for selfish reasons? You are so brave."
With just a wave of his hand, a golden light rolled in. It was a golden net that shrouded down and spread out several feet inside the prison car, covering all of Su Yunpui's figure.
As for Chengyun Zhenjun, while laughing loudly, he took out a crimson elixir, and then bowed respectfully towards Zhuang Wudao: "Although this elixir will destroy all the acupoints of Junior Master Ren,
But it will not damage your longevity. Uncle Ren can rest assured that you will still have hundreds of years to live in the prison of death."
Zhuang Wudao shook his head slightly and continued to look at the sky. Four moments before midnight, everything in the world was completely confused and rioting. When it reached its peak, it should be a little short of it. So he asked Su Yunchui curiously: "How have you been these days?"