Perfect world battle blood stained nine days

Chapter 22 Cultivation
Under the high mountain, a big river was surging, the water was as black as ink, churning endlessly.

Shi Zhan watched the river from the top of the hill.

This Taiyin River is just a projection, not the body. The real Taiyin is the condensed law, which reflects the myriad worlds, and the projection and the river are combined, which is similar to the one in front of you.

If you can master a realm of Taiyin, it is not a problem to become a supreme being. Even if the divine path in this lower realm is cut off, you can ignore all kinds of shackles.

The road to immortality in later generations is cut off, and the living things are extinct. There will also be people who follow this path and become invincible for tens of thousands of years.

"Can I refine the Taiyin God Body?" Shi Zhan said to himself, the Supreme is not that simple, each one is a result of merit, and he only hopes to transform his physique.

The Spirit Transformation Realm is a great realm of transformation. If he temporarily enters this realm, can he sublimate his physique?
After a long time, Shi Zhan came back to his senses, he thought too far, and now he still has to learn various runes.

He looked to the side, this is the ancient remnant friend he made recently, there are five-color peacocks, there are golden-winged skypeng...

They are all admired by Shi Zhan's courage, and are willing to give a little of their heart to Shi Zhan's rune way.

Shi Zhan looked at them with a smile, this is really a group of helpful ancient relics.

On the side, seeing Shi Zhan's gentle eyes, several ancient relics were so excited that they were about to shed tears. It was the first time they felt the love of human beings after living in the wilderness for so long. They were very moved.

A five-color peacock took the initiative to stretch its neck into Shi Zhan's hand, and showed its bone inscriptions.

This is a five-color peacock left over from the ancient times, it is not pure blood, and the treasures engraved on it are incomplete, and the world-renowned five-color magic light only has three colors.

Shi Zhan likes it the most, because it is the most sensible and active, so Shi Zhan takes good care of it, and specially removes the thick and obstructive feathers on its body, so that it can fly in the sky more easily, and no longer has to worry about being caught by the heavy rain. Wings are too heavy to fly when wet.

Next to it was a roc bird, whose blood was a little purer than the birds I met before. It was a close relative of Tianpeng. It perfected the speed of Jinpeng for Shi Zhan. It's a testament to their friendship.

There is also a little black tiger, which is the most worthy of association, and directly gives Shi Zhan a precious medicine as a meeting gift, and cries that it is too late to see each other.

There was a big snake that was about to transform into a dragon. Seeing that Shi Zhan was transformed from a mortal body just like him, he felt deeply that he was not alone. He invited Shi Zhan to watch it transform into a catastrophe. Unfortunately, it failed. Qi is left to Shi Zhan, and I hope Shi Zhan can carry its dream on.

Shi Zhan was very moved, and held a grand funeral for it. The ancient remnants all came to say goodbye, and took out their precious items to be buried with the big snake.

There is a thousand-year-old star anise, there is a devil pepper king, and there is a Zanthoxylum bungeanum plant that is about to give birth to spiritual consciousness.

There is a crystal-clear divine stone that flows with precious light, and all kinds of precious blood...

In the end, the big snake walked away peacefully, and Shi Zhan's tears kept streaming down the ground, he was so reluctant.

He didn't make many partners in the first place, and he left one less. Shi Zhan looked at the friends around him with very gentle eyes, each of them was of great help to him, and he should cherish the hard-won friendship.

He traveled all the way, from one end of the Cangmang Mountain Range to the other end of the Cangmang Mountain Range, and made friends with many primordial remnants. He has gone through hardships and shared joys and sorrows. Now there are only dozens of them left.

When Shi Zhan went to the bank of the Little Taiyin River, after the group of friends of the ancient relics knew about it, they were all afraid that something would happen to Shi Zhan, so they came with them one after another.

"Cough." Shi Zhan coughed lightly, he had already learned the incomplete treasure technique of the five-color peacock, and this five-color peacock reluctantly bid farewell to Shi Zhan in the air.

Shi Zhan waved his hand.

Then, another ancient remnant volunteered to donate its precious bones, hoping to help Shi Zhan.

Shi Zhan was grateful and began to work hard to practice enlightenment.

In this way, after one kind of treasure technique is finished, the next remnant species will offer a new treasure technique. After helping Shi Zhan, they all leave quickly, for fear of disturbing Shi Zhan's practice.

In the end, Shi Zhan didn't have a single friend by his side, and they all went away.

During the few months of communicating with these friends, Shi Zhan had a very fulfilling time. Before he knew it, he was already eight years old.

Next, he was going to enter the Little Taiyin River to practice, but there were still many new friends who came to see him and brought precious treasures, and some old friends brought new ones, which left a deep impression on Shi Zhan.

"Brother Peacock, there is no need to give your son to me." Shi Zhan looked at a five-color peacock egg in his hand, and was very moved. Brother Peacock really trusted him, and his son let him go.

"Brother Dapeng, the new friends you brought are very good, and they suit my taste."

"Brother Heihu, this precious medicine is good, brother, I will remember it."

In this way, after another few months, all my friends knew that Shi Zhan was going to practice, and they never came to bother him again.

After making full preparations again, Shi Zhan looked at the big river down the mountain with firm eyes.

Pfft!
Shi Zhan jumped into the big river and entered the billowing black water. He obtained a kind of incomplete Taoism from Luofu Daze. It seems that he can use cold air to improve his talent.

The river was cold, and Shi Zhan sank slowly to the bottom of the river. He used the treasure liquid to practice and temper, and the young man slept on the cold kang, all because of his anger.

The big river is surging, and the waves are rolling away. I don't know where it came from or where it is going.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and in a blink of an eye, another year has passed.

In Shicun, the old willows stand alone.

The children had grown up, and they were all as strong as a calf. They held up the copper tripod and screamed, shouting to catch the pure-blood beast.

Most of the flesh and blood of the nearly pure-blooded lion-headed Pixiu were eaten by them, which opened the way for them to practice, and they already have the strength of ten thousand catties.

Behind this group of children, there was a little one like a little tiger, who knocked down the little calf at the entrance of the village.

"The little one is getting stronger and stronger. He is almost [-] catties in strength!" The older children are envious. The little one has extraordinary physique and natural supernatural power. Although he is only over three years old, he can already lift the ten thousand catty tripod of the village chief.

"No, it seems to be only [-] catties." Xiao Budian became even fairer, her eyes were black and bright, and her hair fell to her shoulders, like a little lolita.

"Shi Hao, in a few years, you will be No. 1 in our Stone Village." Snotty Baby said excitedly.

"Yeah, when the time comes, we will be able to catch another pure-blood beast like a stone war!" The older child was also amazed.

"Hey, Brother Shi Zhan has been gone for almost two years, tell me, will it be..." said a child.

"Shut up, Brother Shi Zhan is so strong, he must have gone to a far away place, otherwise, how could he not come back after almost two years." Snot Baby interrupted the older boy, "He is the one who can kill the lion-headed Pixiu on his own. Ah, it's impossible to die."

"I also think Snot Boy is right." Some of the children thought that Shi Zhan was still alive, and some thought that Shi Zhan was dead.

The more they practiced, the more they felt that the stone battle back then was outrageous, and they could kill a pure blood.

They are already very strong now, but they still have to run away from some powerful beasts, let alone confront pure blood Pixiu.

"Stone battle..."

In the village, some old people sighed. The children of Dahuang went out for training, and it took only a few months. When Shi Zhan left the village, he only moved [-] catties of blood. He didn't come back for two years, and he probably died.

On the side, the old patriarch slowly boiled the medicinal liquid for the medicinal bath, and he slowly stirred the black juice with a dazed expression.

　Publish one chapter first, and write the next chapter during the day. This volume is almost over, and I will go to Shiguo in a few chapters
　　
　
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