The old man said it once before, and this time, the old man mentioned it again. The two of them said the same thing, and the surprise seemed to be true.
However, if you look at it from Han Sanqian's perspective, there were a lot of surprises along the way, but he really didn't see any surprises.
But in any case, even if there were no surprises, Han Sanqian had no other choice in the current situation.
Nodding obediently, using his breath to connect his whole body, Han Sanqian began his journey of cultivation.
One day, another day...
Han Sanqian just sat there, using his luck to slowly instill this energy into his own flesh and blood using the method of physical body sanctification.
Even though everything in Han Sanqian's body feels normal now, and his meridians are completely smooth, Han Sanqian is prepared for a rainy day and has already focused his attention on the sanctification of his physical body.
It's not that he is trying to be new, Han Sanqian just unilaterally believes that what needs to be cultivated, and the most urgent task at the moment must be the most powerful move when he has no moves at all.
Otherwise, if he encounters this kind of meridians completely cut off again, he will at least have a skill that he can use to deal with it.
When the third day came, Han Sanqian opened his eyes, and then took a long breath of turbid air. He looked down and found that his body had turned golden at some point.
Every inch of skin is as if it is made of gold, and every inch of muscle is as if it is made of steel.
Clenching his fist lightly, what Han Sanqian heard was not the sound of bones cracking, but the sound of metal friction coming from steel.
Anti-Buddha Han Sanqian's hands and arms were all made of gold and silver.
"Is this the initial stage of physical sanctification?"
Han Sanqian looked at his body and those thick and powerful arms in disbelief. He had never seen such a terrifying body. There was even a strong impulse in his body telling himself that once he punched out,
, it will inevitably be the force of thunder, destroying thousands.
What excites Han Sanqian the most is that these are just the introductory stages.
Han Sanqian is not a person who loves to dream, but at this time he can't help but imagine what kind of terrifying situation it will be once this method of sanctifying the body reaches the level of proficiency.
And what if it is transformed into something extraordinary?!
Han Sanqian believes that at that time, if you really used your body to fight against anyone, you would never suffer a loss, and you would even be able to crush him.
Even if my cultivation was weak and obedient at that time, who would dare to provoke me casually?
At that time, I looked like an ordinary person, but when I got into a fight, they would be scared to death. What does it mean to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? This is a textbook-level fact!
Damn, just thinking about it makes me excited.
Not to mention further fantasies. If you can restore your previous cultivation level, dear, at that time, you may really be the top nightmare for any opponent, right?
You don't even dare to use the word "pervert" to describe this kind of thing. This is simply the super pervert among perverts.
Han Sanqian's lips revealed a sly and sinister smile involuntarily, and there was even a lewd smile of imagining an invincible future.
It wasn't until a long time later that he seemed to have laughed enough, then he closed his fists, and then fell into self-cultivation.
Another day has passed.
The golden light from Han Sanqian's body became even brighter. If someone was in it, they would be hit by the golden light and blinded.
Even the sweat he shed now looked like gold beads, which looked both beautiful and powerful.
On the fifth day, it happened again.
Today's Han Sanqian, compared to yesterday's golden light, seems to have fallen into a state of withering for a while. The light on his body has obviously dispersed a lot, and the feeling of indestructibility set off by the golden color is also much weaker.
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Like an old golden Arhat, his paint fell off after being exposed to water.
Han Sanqian's spirit didn't seem to be as good as yesterday. Not to mention the excitement he had yesterday, even in an ordinary state he couldn't reach it at all.
I don't know what he went through last night. No one here knows, and no one will bother him.
In a blink of an eye, the sixth day came again.
If Han Sanqian on this day is compared to yesterday, his condition is obviously...
