After a touching speech, Yang Mei had twelve more nephews.
No, it should be ten nephews and two nieces.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery cultivated in the Blood Pool while Yang Mei refined the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus beside the Blood Pool.
Perhaps because of the Pan Gu Blood Pool, Yang Mei felt that it was much easier for her to refine the twelfth-grade Red Lotus of Fire.
Soon, Yang Mei refined 35 Innate Restrictions on the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus. After all, Yang Mei had just obtained the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus. If she wanted to continue refining, she had to wait until she was familiar enough.
Now, it was enough for Yang Mei to control it. Yang Mei also refined the Heaven and Earth Black Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.
This time, Yang Mei refined 40 innate restrictions from the Heaven and Earth Black Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, and it was even more handy to use it.
Moreover, Yang Mei also discovered that this Heaven and Earth Black Yellow Exquisite Pagoda had more magical uses!
After Yang Mei finished refining these two spirit treasures, she was thinking about whether to cultivate.
Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a vast heavenly might enveloped the entire basin.
"He's here!"
Yang Mei's eyes lit up. She saw Emperor Jiang directly soar into the sky from the blood pool, and the blood membrane on his body slowly fell off.
Obviously, the first to transform was the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Di Jiang.
"Rumble…"
A bolt of heavenly lightning descended from the sky and struck Emperor Jiang's body. The blood membrane instantly shattered, revealing a majestic figure.
"Roar!"
Emperor Jiang, who had just transformed, couldn't help but let out a long roar in excitement. His voice rumbled like thunder.
Its body turned into a yellow sack, red as fire, six legs, four wings, and a faceless beast that soared into the sky.
This was Emperor Jiang's main body.
At the same time, the aura on his body was also rising steadily. Soon, he officially stepped into the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm and finally stopped at the peak of the early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
"As expected of the body of an Ancestral Magus. It has just transformed and is already thousands of feet tall!”
Looking at Emperor Jiang's towering body, Yang Mei couldn't help but praise him.
"Thank you, Uncle Yang Mei, for protecting me.”
A moment later, Emperor Jiang put away the true body of the Ancestor of Sorcery and transformed into a refined middle-aged man. He walked to Yang Mei and bowed respectfully.
"Nephew Dijiang is too polite. We are all family, and I look forward to seeing the twelve of you transform as soon as possible.”
Yang Mei said with a smile. Of course, he was looking forward to the transformation of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. After all, they were all his nephews.
In the following time, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery transformed one after another.
But when Xuan Ming and Houtu transformed, it made Yang Mei feast her eyes.
When the two women transformed, they were not wearing any clothes. Although they were in the Ancestral Sorcerer's true body at the beginning, when the two women transformed into human bodies, Yang Mei's eyes lit up.
These two women were indeed the top goddesses of the Primordial World. Their figures were needless to say, and the two lumps on their chests were very plump, like two huge immortal peaches.
It wasn't a peach, it was a heavenly peach!
Their looks were undoubtedly top-notch, especially the temperament of the two women.
As the Grand Wizard of Earth, Houtu had a kind of universal love and compassion, just like an angel who saved the world.
As the Ancestral Witch of Rain, Xuan Ming exuded a cold aura. She was the perfect cold and aloof elder sister.
The two people, one cold and one hot, made Yang Mei unable to help being very moved.
However, Yang Mei suddenly realized a problem. She was now their uncle.
If he took them into his harem, wouldn't they be the best of the best…
However, when Yang Mei looked at the two people, she completely threw this idea to the back of her mind.
"The twelve juniors thank Uncle Yang Mei for saving our lives and protecting us!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who had transformed stood side by side in front of Yang Mei and expressed their gratitude to her.
Standing on the rightmost side was the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space, Di Jiang. From right to left were the Ancestral Sorcerer of Wood, Goumang, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Fire, Zhurong, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Metal, Ru Shou, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Water, Gonggong, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Rain, Xuan Ming, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Earth, Houtu, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Thunder, Qiang Liang, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Time, Candle Dragon, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Phoenix, Tian Wu, the Ancestral Sorcerer of Lightning, Xi Zi, and the Ancestral Sorcerer of Heaven, Shebi Shi.
"We don't have anything to give to uncle Yang Mei. This is a body refining technique that we inherited from god father.”
At this moment, Xuan Ming thought for a moment and took out a jade slip to pass to Yang Mei, causing her to be stunned.
When he took the jade slip and looked at it, he was instantly overjoyed.
Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
That's right, what Xuan Ming gave Minghe was the way to sanctify the body that was passed down from the Great God Pangu.
For cultivators, not only did they cultivate their cultivation and Numinous Treasures, but their physical bodies were also of utmost importance.
It was just that Yang Mei had never had a suitable body cultivation method, so she did not start to cultivate her body.
Yang Mei didn't expect Xuan Ming to give her the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, so she looked at Xuan Ming with a touched expression, which made Xuan Ming blush.
"Thank you, Niece Xuan Ming. However, this technique is really precious. How can I accept it?”
Of course, although he knew that this was agreed upon by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, he still had to be polite.
"Uncle Yang Mei, you said it yourself, we're all family, what's there to be polite about.”
Houtu smiled as well. She looked like a hundred flowers blooming. Her beautiful face was suffocating.
"Hahaha, that's true. This Penniless Priest will treat you as an outsider then.”
Yang Mei smiled. Perhaps this was her real opportunity.
"However, since I have obtained this Nine Revolutions Technique, I have a request.”
"Uncle Yang Mei, just tell me.”
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had already regarded Yang Mei as someone comparable to Pangu.
They would probably agree to any request.
"I want to take a look at Fellow Daoist Pangu's Hall of Pangu, and I also want to obtain a drop of Fellow Daoist Pangu's blood essence so that I can use it to cultivate my body.”
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P.S. Even if I starve to death and don't write novels, I won't ask for fresh flowers or evaluation votes!
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