Daoji didn't know the choice between White Snake and Green Snake. Although he was at the peak of Xuanxian, his ability to divine secrets was extremely weak.
Xiao Qing and Bai Niangzi already possessed the power of earth immortals and were quite capable. He didn't even think that he could use his deduction ability to catch every move of these two people.
Everything depends on fate.
The bigger reason is that if he is asked to estimate a mortal now, if that mortal is a lucky person in the human race, he may be sweating profusely and cannot see all the causes and effects.
Now, it is better to quickly achieve the last business targets in Dongsheng Shenzhou. This is the foundation for one's own life.
After all, Daoji's identity has also been noticed now. It is definitely impossible to say that I, the Buddha, have no doubts.
But as long as the last target is achieved, the world is vast and the sky is high, and you can do whatever you want.
Even if you are a saint, I am afraid it will be difficult to check and balance the avenue behind you, so that you cannot return.
Of course, if the saint had directly taken action with all his strength, Daoji's thoughts of "returning to reality" might have been wiped out before Daoji's thoughts of "returning to reality" arose.
However, in this world, saints are not so easy to live in. I have not offended them. I don't expect them to be so idle and target me, a small fish and shrimp.
Moreover, he still has Taishang Laojun's plan, and he will definitely not want to see him die like this, and his efforts will be wasted in vain.
We don’t speculate on the saint’s affairs. As for Buddha, I, Daoji, am also pious and solemn. I take it as my duty to save the common people and promote Buddhism. I think I, Buddha, still have to be a little more humane. I am also his nominal disciple after all.
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Long Zhenjun came to Dongsheng Shenzhou, found a secluded cave, swallowed two high-grade flat peaches, and began to retreat.
In about ten days, he successfully advanced to the middle stage of Taiyi Xuanxian. All this was thanks to the Nine-Tailed Empress who gave him the Dao Fruit.
Breaking through the realm without any barriers, it is as simple as eating and drinking. This feeling is really great.
Now, several months have passed since Long Zhenjun Ao Qing became a saint and fought against the pursuit of heaven and the Buddhist world.
The turmoil has gradually subsided, and the creatures on the four continents have almost digested Long Zhenjun's arrogant deeds.
Daoji went all the way and came to a giant human city-state.
He smiled and recited "Amitabha", and Daoji Living Buddha strode in. From then on, he began the promotion of Buddhism that lasted for several years.
At this moment, in the heaven, Tushita Palace, inside the Bagua Furnace.
Lord Long's situation has begun to stabilize.
Although the six ding divine fires were burning and the real sun fire erupted in his body, they were still trapped inside and outside, making him unbearably hot.
But his soul has begun to digest the Xuanwu Pearl. The originally turbulent and windy soul has gradually gained the ability to withstand the burning of real fire, an extremely cold air, and something that can be called "
The attributes of "Defensive Rules" also unfolded in his soul, making his mind stable.
His bloodline genes, under the effect of the Chilong Dragon Ball, began to strengthen like "returning to their ancestors".
This process is nothing short of painful, and the most obvious manifestation is that Long Zhenjun's bones begin to mutate.
Bone spurs popped up from time to time in his body, and the shape of his bones kept changing, eventually returning to normal. But with every change, his bones seemed to be broken into pieces and reorganized, giving birth to a jade-like color.
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Dragon teeth began to appear at the corners of his mouth, but from a human body perspective, the dragon teeth on this half of his face looked a bit like the dragon demon Li Yuanba back then, ferocious and terrifying.
Bones change, blood sublimates, and genes recombine.
All kinds of changes originate from the depths of the blood vessels, causing unspeakable pain, and it is difficult to use magical powers to block this pain.
Because this kind of pain is the same as the burning at the core of the true sun fire, it touches the deepest genes and soul, how can it be easily isolated?
However, Long Zhenjun also gritted his teeth and chose to accept these layers of extreme pain calmly. He knew that this was a step in his transformation and there was no shortcut.
In other words, this is the shortcut you chose, so you must endure the pain that others cannot bear!
Of course, this is Mrs. Ye's idea, and it is not meant to make money.
In the final analysis, Long Zhenjun is the fusion of the two of them, and wealth occupies the main part of this fusion.
Therefore, whether it is the burning of two divine fires or the pain of genetic modification, both souls bear it together!
As for Mrs. Ye, we know that his sense of pain is not very developed at the soul level...
So now in Long Zhenjun’s mind, Ye Taike is more tough than a wealthy man!
"Ouch~~~~"
"It hurts!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh..."
Wangcai was struggling and tumbling in his mind, unable to extricate himself, and his soul showed signs of tearing apart due to pain.
Mrs. Ye also gritted her teeth to support herself and said: "You are a dragon, show some Chinese totem strength! What do you call it? Look at me. If it hurts again, will I scream?! Hold it!"
Wangcai had completely forgotten that Ye Tai's sense of pain was not very developed, and his painful wails could not be suppressed at all.
Seeing the little golden man gritting his teeth and supporting himself with such toughness, it was like getting to know him again, admiring and feeling aggrieved.
"But it hurts and my soul is about to burst!! Ouch, meow!"
"Why are you even meowing? Wake up! You can't break. If you break, your body will collapse!"
"Little golden man, hard, prosperous, dying, because of pain! Ouch~~~~"
"Of course I am a tough guy, and what I usually show off is just a false impression that confuses you and is cynical. So Wangcai, please learn from me, exercise restraint, be patient, and get through it, and we will have great hope!"
"The fire, come here, I'm so prosperous, I can't do it anymore, meow!"
"Look at how cowardly you are! Okay, leave all the Golden Crow Demonic Pills to my control. There are still four Golden Crow True Fires that have not been tamed. This time, we will collect them together and use the ten Golden Crow True Fires to write our own laws of fire.
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"Yes! Thank you, little golden man. Hurry up, I won't be able to break my soul if I don't burn it too much!"
"Okay, okay, you're such a weakling. I'm here to help you bear the burning of the real fire! Who makes me love you the most? Alas, your soul is cracked when I see it. It hurts to death, so I will bear it for you!
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"Meow, little golden man, good, good for wealth, useless..."
"Hold it, as long as you know I'm good to you, hurry up and refine two dragon balls!"
"Woo~~"
During the conversation, the two people's thoughts changed directions.
It was originally Ye Tai's thoughts, responsible for refining the Black Tortoise Pearl and the Chilong Dragon Pearl, Wangcai was responsible for bearing the Golden Crow Demonic Pill, but now it became Wangcai refining the Dragon Pearl, and Ye Tai controlled the Golden Crow Demonic Pill, bearing most of the Sun's True Fire Core
of burning!
That's right, when Ye Taida first tried to control the Golden Crow Demon Pill, he was shaken by the burning spirit and suffered unspeakably.
Only then did he find a reason to let Wangcai endure the burning of the real fire, while he was responsible for refining the two dragon balls.
The pain caused by the Dragon Ball is more at the level of blood and genes, so the pain is shared equally between the two.
But whoever controls the Golden Crow Demon Pill will have to face the burning of most of the sun's true fire...
Now that I see Wangcai and endured less than a day of forging, my soul is cracking with pain. Mrs. Ye is also a little regretful and distressed...
He gritted his teeth. Anyway, he felt less pain. Although his willpower was very weak, if Wangcai kept enduring it, then this stupid dragon might really be burned into a stupid dragon. Forget it, no matter how many days are left in the future,
It’s all up to you!
Yes, Mrs. Ye has very weak willpower.
But this is relative.
Compared to the earth in the real world, his willpower is unparalleled and his perseverance is almost unshakable.
But compared with those golden immortals, they are indeed weak and not worth mentioning.
After all, his soul only has about thirty years of experience, 70% of which are like flowers in a greenhouse, having not experienced any damage.
And those golden immortals not only lived for a long time and experienced too many personal declines, but also suffered a lot during their cultivation, endured too much unspeakable pain, and experienced three disasters and twenty calamities.
The soul has also been forged countless times.
It's not like Mrs. Ye, she just relies on her weak sense of pain, so she wanders around, even if her head is blown off, she looks like a tough guy and never complains of pain.
But if he was really allowed to endure this kind of pain for a long time, which is unbearable even for immortals, he would indeed be worse than Wangcai. If he could feel the pain completely, he would have become a Muggle in pain and his soul would have exploded.
As for those fantasy novels in which the protagonist has practiced spiritual practice for a few years, his willpower is incorruptible, and he can see through the world of mortals, they are all nonsense.
Mrs. Ye has a very low opinion of herself and a very good understanding. She is just a mortal whose ability to talk is greater than his actual ability. He is intermittently complacent and constantly muddles along!
If it weren't for the secret operation of the great road, making him eager to find his soul and indifferent to most things, his mind would have declined long ago!
Why pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
Bullshit!
He doesn't mind doing this when traveling through various planes.
But in the real world, if his soul was intact and his force was above all else, he would have indulged himself long ago!
There is only one god in the world, so why should I disguise myself as a mortal and pursue an ordinary life?
Maybe after having played everything and enjoyed all the beautiful things, I will keep a low profile, hide behind the scenes, and no longer indulge.
But I haven't had a good time in this life. I am in my twenties, in my prime, and have the strongest indulgence capital in the world. I have seen through everything without enjoying anything. I have no desires and desires from the heart, and my will is tenacious.
Even a saint would be ashamed of himself if he had a good character.
Who can really do it?
Except for the protagonist of the novel.
Except for Key Immortal.
Just like some people who say they are low-key and low-key on the surface, but in fact they want the whole world to know that they are low-key, and they do not hesitate to pay for fake publicity and spend huge sums of money to let everyone know that they are "low-key."
I also wish that people would often pretend to be cool in front of me, and then be slapped in the face by my understatement, and enjoy the pleasure of low-key pretending.
Forget it, Mrs. Ye would always give this kind of person a blank look.
If his soul, Mrs. Ye, had been intact and some "elements" had not been peeled off by the Great Dao, how could he still possess super-god power and stay at home every day without wanting to see anyone at all?
He didn't even want to reach out and hit the face that was presented to him!
Even now, he despises everything, but if the whole world worships him like a god, he might enjoy it sometimes.
But I'm just too lazy to do it. Most of the time, I find it annoying to be chased by people all the time. I might as well stay at home and sleep for a month.
Perhaps it was because of her clear self-understanding that Mrs. Ye could face the fact that her willpower was weak and never act like a magician.
He will take advantage of any opportunities he has, and he doesn't want to bear the pain himself, preferring to pass it on to others.
But if this other person is someone close to him, such as Wangcai, Mrs. Ye can't bear it, but she is still willing to bear everything for him!
At this moment, his soul began to turmoil and showed signs of collapse.
In his thirty years of life experience, even if he could only feel pain for more than 30% of the time, it still made him feel unspeakable pain and wanted to tear all his will into pieces!
If the pain of childbirth is 10 and the pain of a broken egg is 12, then the pain he is feeling at this moment is at least 10,000!
It does not subside, the pain persists, and it tends to get worse.
If his soul hadn't been forged several times and his willpower hadn't collapsed so easily, he would have died long ago!
However, this kind of pain is accompanied by a kind of reforging of the soul, so that the soul of Taiyi Xuanxian has a tendency to transform into a golden immortal!
This trend was not caused by Mrs. Ye himself, but by Lao Jun's Six Ding Divine Fire, which deliberately guided him in this direction. The medicinal power in his body was completely dispersed, and his body and soul evolved in a double leap!
"Wangcai, I can't stand it anymore, what should I say if I change someone?!!"
"Little golden man, he is strong and can stand up! If you are not prosperous, you are a weakling who is prosperous. Only you can say that!"