Ancestor Mo Li obviously felt regretful, but he was also very pleased.
Lin Xi was unwilling to accept it.
I have been running back and forth so hard just to make your old man recover completely. How come in the end, it is difficult to condense the godhead again?
He has to remain in seclusion in the abyss of illusion for thousands of years.
Can I...can I deal with the alien race in the City Lord's Mansion that has a destructive aura?
I saw Lin Xi grinning with a look of unwillingness.
Ancestor Mo Li stroked the back of Lin's head.
"Do you know the difference between a half-emperor and a great emperor?
Like the little devil Tianxing, he is now very close to the emperor.
However, even if he deified all the energy, flesh and blood in his body, it would still be difficult for him to truly become a great emperor.
To become an emperor, you must condense your divine personality.
The godhead is the crystallization of the soul and must be perfectly integrated with the soul.
A great emperor without godhood can only be a peak half-emperor. No matter how powerful he is in battle, he is still not a god.
You will know this later..."
Lin Xi just refuses to give in. It's just a godhead. Is it so difficult to condense it?
"Ancestor Mo Li, I don't care about other things. Just tell me, it's not possible to reunite the godhead, or is it because of lack of energy?
If you can't do it, then there's nothing I can do to help you. If you just lack enough soul energy, I'm confident that I can do it and reunite your godhead in minutes."
Ancestor Mo Li laughed, but also felt a little regretful.
"My child, a half-emperor condenses his divine personality and becomes the lowest god. It can last anywhere from three to five thousand years to ninety-nine hundred years. Do you know why a half-emperor's lifespan is only ten thousand years?
It is because it is difficult to gather the divine personality and reach the sky.
Once the divine personality is condensed, one can live forever, often lasting hundreds of thousands or millions of years.
The only difference between the peak half-emperor and the great god emperor is one godhead.
If a peak Half-Emperor cannot condense his divine personality within ten thousand years, he will also die.
And there may not be even one out of ten thousand half-emperors who can condense the godhead.
It is difficult to become a god because it is difficult to gather the divine personality.
For example, my ancestor, I, have already condensed the divine power once. There is no risk or difficulty in condensing the divine power.
The difficulty is that the amount of pure soul energy required is prohibitive!"
Lin Xi thought for a while.
"Presumably, ancestor, you also know a lot about the Abyss of Illusion.
I want to know, ancestor went deep into the abyss of the illusion, which level do you need to enter, and how many soul power monsters in this level need to be transformed into pure energy before you can regain your godhead?"
Ancestor Mo Li shook his head helplessly.
"In the forty-first level, once the soul power monsters on that level are refined to 100,000, they can almost regain their godhood...
But you know, even if I, the ancestor, want to refine 100,000 soul monsters, it will take thousands of years.
So, don’t be in a hurry haha..."
One hundred thousand heads?
Lin Xi's eyes narrowed slightly at night, and after comparing them in her mind, she realized how incredible the divine dew in her sea of consciousness was.
A peak half-emperor who becomes an emperor in the physical body and condenses his divine personality needs one hundred thousand soul monsters.
Previously, Lin Xi was in the forty-first floor, and the divine dew cornices had devoured at least tens of thousands of soul monsters before condensing three hundred drops of divine dew.
Ancestor Mo Li was so excited that he was able to repair the soul. Didn't he feel that his ability to repair the soul was not actually due to his own ability, but because of this young master's divine dew, which took the greatest credit?
One hundred thousand heads is actually not that difficult a task!
But obviously, it is really difficult for a martial artist who does not have the divine dew to refine a hundred thousand soul monsters.
Just like Half-Emperor Nong Fei, he may not be able to refine 100,000 soul monsters even in his ten thousand years as a human being.
At this time, Jiang Tianxing's eyes were burning and he looked at Ancestor Mo Li expectantly.
"Ancestor, how many years does it take someone like me to refine a hundred thousand soul monsters?"
Ancestor Mo Li smiled.
"You already have ten thousand years of life again, and you still have a good chance of condensing your divine power.
Work hard, nian haha..."
At this time, Jiang Feng looked up to the Divine Ancestor, and then to the Ancestor Tianxing.
"Oh my God, my Jiang family actually wants two gods in one life?"
At this moment, Lin Xi's heart was agitated.
You need thousands or tens of thousands of years, but I don’t!
One hundred thousand monsters, I can take care of them in minutes.
Make a god!
The declining divine family and the sealed emperor may only have three or two big cats and kittens.
However, over countless thousands of years, there are almost countless Half-Emperors who have accumulated seals!
If I resurrect these half-emperors, I will allow them to condense their godhood.
I...
Wouldn’t it be possible to have an enhanced version of the Great Emperor’s team?
Thinking of this, Lin Xi's whole body glowed, and she was so excited that she turned several somersaults in succession.
Ancestor Mo Li and others all stared wide-eyed, thinking that he was sick.
Lin Xi saw everyone's weird looks and bared her teeth and laughed.
"Well, it doesn't need to be so troublesome.
I have a hand that can help my ancestor condense his divine power today."
roar!
Jiang Feng immediately threw Lin Xi to the ground.
"Come on, tell me, you won't be allowed to eat until you condense the ancestor's divine power today!"
Lin Xi was speechless.
I’m so demi-reverent, okay?
The demi-god needs... to eat?
Jiang Feng's words made everyone laugh.
Chang Xi covered her small mouth and smiled until the moonlight fell, looking hazy like a fairy.
Jiang Feng knew that he was impatient, so he started talking nonsense.
Pressing Lin Xi's neck.
“Forget it if you don’t give me food.
If you say you can't do it today, don't even think about picking up my sister-in-law!"
Lin Xi was speechless and choked.
"Brother Feng, I don't even know who your sister-in-law is, are you sure I can pick her up?"
He turned over and threw Jiang Feng far away.
Jiang Feng trotted back and said angrily:
"Xisun baby, you are pulling me. My sister-in-law is from the Moon God clan. She is the only one who is found to have the strongest bloodline of the Moon God. Let alone her beauty.
Once you awaken your bloodline, you will be the new generation of Moon God!
Brother, you know the moon god, the main god also said in a daze!"
Another divine body bloodline.
Lin Xi finally understood.
In the ancient post-immortal era, the bloodline of gods was hidden and became thinner from generation to generation. If you want to become a certain kind of god, you must be a descendant of a certain god. The bloodline is so rich that it is possible to awaken a god.
For example, Lin Nan's sword god body, such as Bu Feiyan's giant spirit body.
But when he saw a real god, he had nothing new about such a divine body.
"Huh, it's just a divine body. If I am willing, I can awaken so many in a minute that your secret realm won't even be able to accommodate it..."
Jiang Feng was angry.
"Blow, you blow again.
Is the divine body a Chinese cabbage?
Is it possible for you to awaken if you want to?
So what... don't talk nonsense, you can reunite the godhead of Moli Ancestor first.
Otherwise, I won’t give you anything to eat when I’m hungry…”
Lin Xi gave him a roll of his eyes and turned away from his ancestor.
"Is one hundred thousand heads enough, ancestor?"
Ancestor Mo Li smiled.
"Enough is enough, you can catch it, but if you want to refine it, it will not happen overnight..."
Lin Xi smiled evilly.
"Ancestor, don't you think it's strange?
The three hundred drops of pure soul energy I gave you were refined and condensed by how many soul power monsters?"
Ancestor Mo Li was resurrected and his mood was agitated. He had never thought about this. His IQ was currently negative.
When I was reminded by Lin Xi, I immediately became furious.
Grabbing Lin Xi’s arm:
"You, you, you...even if you have three hundred soul monsters, how did you refine them in such a short time?"