The Lun Sea was a cultivator's Wheel of Life. It was the root of the human body's vitality. The most important golden ratio of the human body was the place where all things were born. If a cultivator wanted to step onto the path of immortality, everything had to start from here.
However, Wang Teng did the opposite and cut off his own bitterness. This was not just a drop in his realm like before. If he was not careful, he might die early because of the loss of the Wheel of Life. According to Taoist Wuya's physiognomy, Wang Teng was obviously dying early and would not live past his thirties.
He couldn't help but sigh. Was the Art of Self-destruction created by this ruthless man a supreme technique or a suicide secret technique? If he had known about this secret technique earlier, he would never have agreed to let Wang Teng cultivate it. The danger was too great. Unfortunately, he knew too late. Wang Teng had already started cultivating and successfully cut off his three avatars. He couldn't stop. (Why does it feel like I'm cultivating the Sunflower Manual?)）
He couldn't be blamed for thinking so. The inheritance of Vicious and Ancient Chaos had never appeared in the world. How could a secret scripture created by a Great Emperor be so dangerous? At this moment, Taoist Wuya didn't even know that his disciple had changed the Way of Self-destruction beyond recognition.
With his divine treasures destroyed, his original body's physique and aptitude had deteriorated to an extremely low level. However, this was also a metamorphosis. He had gone through so much trouble to choose such a difficult and difficult path, not to show off, but to get rid of the shackles of the original Wang Teng. He had possessed this body. No matter how compatible he appeared to be and how fast his cultivation advanced, it was impossible for the innate spirit to truly belong to this body. In the sky, this might be the biggest obstacle that affected his dao vindication.
Self-severing was to break free from his shackles. Wang Teng's eyes flashed with an indescribable light as he felt that the shackles that had been locked onto him had been broken. A brand new world seemed to have appeared before him, and he was reborn. It was becoming clearer and clearer. As long as he severed the immortal-foundation realm in the end, he would be able to completely sever his relationship with the original Wang Teng. From then on, he would be like a fish leaping in the vast seas, and birds flying in the high heavens.
To create life from the withering of all things, to brew new vitality, to cultivate the divine pulse, to cast the rainbow bridge, to connect to the other shore, to leap over the dragon gate, to ascend the immortal platform-this was the path that Wang Teng had found for himself in the future. However, he had to start all over again. He was still young. Compared to the lifespan of cultivators, who could easily live for two to three thousand years, he, who was less than thirty years old, could afford to wait!
At this moment, Wang Teng finally had the time to have a good chat with Daoist Wuya. They talked about life, ideals, and how an old man suddenly became a two-dimensional monster. I'm asking this question with a girl surnamed Luo who's extremely concerned about me! Hehe!
Taoist Wuya looked at his disciple's bright eyes. Even with his power as a Supreme Saint, he couldn't resist the heart-wrenching coldness. Oh no, his disciple couldn't help it. Thinking of this, he tightened his anus and stared at someone with a serious expression. He put his slender and powerful hand on the sword, and the threat was self-evident.
Looking at his master's stern gaze, Wang Teng could only confess honestly like a child who had made a mistake. Daoist Wuya didn't expect his disciple to be so cute.
After his explanation, Wang Teng finally understood that Daoist Wuya's original wrinkled, short, and thin appearance was a secret technique to prevent his vitality from dissipating. But later, even he himself got used to this old face, so he kept it on. However, when he fought with others, he used all his mana and True Essence to circulate through his body, and his vitality would naturally circulate through his body, returning to his original appearance.
Looking at Daoist Wuya, his long, flowing hair naturally stretched out, and his playful bangs slightly covered the pair of big, charming eyes on his curly eyelashes. His delicate, red, cherry lips were a sharp contrast to his snow-white skin. Under the X-ray scan of his titanium alloy dog eyes, even his Daoist robe, which was a legendary holy weapon, could not stop him. His slender waist and two well-proportioned legs were constantly swaying. He was distracted.
Of course, such a pig-like appearance would not appear in reality. After Wang Teng swore to the heavens that he would never have any thoughts that he should not have, he thought that his sword was still very powerful. Daoist Wuya gave up the idea of changing back to his original appearance. It was fine if he had not seen it before, but if his master changed back to his original appearance, he would really be kicked by a donkey.
The master and disciple chatted in the dragon cave. Of course, Wang Teng gave the divine pill he had taken from the third generation ancestor to his master. Looking at the fist-sized divine pill in his hand, it was bright and gorgeous. It was the Immortal Pill that was nourished by the ancient dragon of Qinling Mountains and born in the third generation ancestor's body. The light that was brighter than the sun could not compare to the warmth in his heart. Looking at Wang Teng's calm eyes, Taoist Wuya closed his eyes and said, He felt as if something in his heart had been shattered.
"Teng 'er, stand in front of me.”Daoist Boundless suddenly opened his eyes and said to Wang Teng.
Hearing this, Wang Teng walked to Daoist Wuya without thinking. Suddenly, a Dao law similar to Wang Teng's Dao of Self-Executing emerged from Daoist Wuya. Beams of immortal light wrapped around Wang Teng and dragged him into the air.
The Nirvana Divine Flame that had helped Wuya Daoist create his second life was burning on his body, making his delicate face look holy. All kinds of light rain suddenly appeared on his body. It was the essence of the most original life, making him look like an immortal god, dazzling and beautiful.
Rain after rain of light fell on Wang Teng's body. His entire body was enveloped in light. His body, which was originally riddled with holes, seemed to have been patched up one after another. His entire body was covered in mist, as if he was soaking in a hot spring. It felt as if he was about to rise into the sky.
"Master, it started so soon.”Wang Teng teased.
"Humph, what's there to be afraid of with the divine pill you snatched? I'm going to cut off the origin of this life and get a new life anyway. The origin of a Great Sage is already extremely compatible with the Great Dao.”Daoist Wuya's ears turned a little red. He was enjoying the top three warmths of the Big Dipper, so he didn't notice it, but it couldn't escape the eyes of the other two.
The Origin of a Sage indeed had the effect of seizing the good fortune of heaven, especially when it was used by a Supreme Sage who had half a foot in the Origin of Emperor-to-be. It was like using a great medicine to baptize the body. Wang Teng's great luck once again favored him, a lucky guy. Since ancient times, there were probably less than five people who could have such a luxury.
He allowed the rain of light to fall on his body, guiding the Origin of the Great Path to continuously baptize his body and repair his internal organs. His body regained its vitality, and his bones creaked. His flesh and blood kept trembling, and his entire body trembled. His entire body was in extreme pain. An itch that went deep into his bones made Wang Teng grit his teeth and endure this inhuman torture.
This was a true rebirth, but it was an inhuman torture. His entire body was cracked, and his bones and muscles were breaking and reassembling inch by inch. His internal organs were ringing together. This was a different kind of regeneration. Some broken bones, dry skin, and other necrotic impurities fell into the dragon pool. This scene made Dao Self and Passing Self standing beside him feel a little scared.
The human body had endless mysteries. Wang Teng's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and a look of disbelief and ecstasy emerged in the depths of his eyes. His body, which had absorbed countless fragments of the Great Path, emitted a soft golden light that was like a wave of water. It was as if he had been struck by lightning. A sharp pain made his facial features twist, and a black blood arrow spurted out of his mouth. It was unbelievable. A body that had been baptized by the Supreme Saint Origin appeared, and Wang Teng felt a sense of familiarity. That kind of reception before transmigration was actually the body before transmigration.
Bitter Sea! The originally broken Bitter Sea was once again full of vitality. It was no longer the purple-gold color of the past. It seemed to have some kind of strange magic. A pitch-black lightning flashed in the Bitter Sea. In the depths of the sea, there were thousands of black lights. It was so soul-stirring, so deep that it made people despair. Ink-black waves were surging. Waves were emptying, and violent tsunamis were soaring into the sky! The dragon cave was filled with deafening tsunamis, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
" Tsunamis cover the sky, the sound is like thunder, and the waves are heavy…This…I've never heard of such a phenomenon in the Bitter Sea before. It's definitely a shocking scene.
The master and disciple who were still playing the zither were suddenly interrupted by something. It was the dragon pearl, which grabbed the pale-faced Taoist Wuya and rolled up the divine elixir.
The 'self' acted so quickly that the 'Dao self' and 'Passing self' were speechless. The main body was furious and could not help but curse, even though scolding him was scolding himself!
…………………….. dividing line
There was no sun or moon in the Dragon Cave. Outside, another sunset dyed the entire Big Dipper red, gilding the red clouds in the sky. No one knew what was happening under the peerless dragon vein of the Primordial Great Dragon.
(Sob, sob, sob, I finally wrote this. Tomorrow, the UFO will come. Bring me the flowers and the tickets!)!!）
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