I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 690 Becoming a god again, unprecedented
The magic of time can change the course of rivers and change the world.

It can make a city that was originally full of sin completely change its people and finally become normal.

It can also make the girl's eyes no longer bright.

Princess Mingjing's girlish purity, with youthful yearning and sad eyes, seemed to be gradually covered with a fine veil.

Over the years, she occasionally learned about her senior brother's current situation through correspondence with her sect friends.

The senior brother was appointed as the sect's watcher, responsible for inspecting all resource points, secret realms, etc. under the name of Wanfa Sect.

This is naturally an extremely fat job. A little bit of it leaking out from the cracks of your fingers is enough to cultivate enough resources to become a god.

And inspecting the secret realm is a great opportunity to learn about magical powers.

It is said that senior brother still lives up to his reputation as a genius and has successfully broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage. It is very likely that he will try to achieve the goal of becoming a god before he is three hundred years old.

If it succeeds, the transformed god who is less than 300 years old will be able to shock the world.

Senior brother is truly a celestial being. The bottleneck that troubles many monks does not seem to exist for him.

Sixty years ago, the people of Mohara City had been replaced by two generations, but they were still the talk of the town.

Originally, although she relied on her reputation as the true successor of Wanfa Sect, she formed an offensive and defensive alliance with some surrounding fairy cities to jointly resist the demon clan.

But now, everything in the past has been blown away by the rain and wind, and the memories of mortals are not so long.

Thirty years ago, people in other fairy cities still looked at Moyuan City from a high position. People who walked out of Moyuan City would always be looked at with contemptuous eyes.

Over the past hundred years, she has truly experienced the power of time.

When people talk about Mohara Castle, they always feel a bit disgusted and curious.

If it was before, she would be a little panicked.

But those people in Immortal City all know the dirty background of Moyuan City, and no one wants to have the slightest interaction with the people of Moyuan City.

Although all those who were born to commit crimes in Moyuan City have long since passed away, and now all the people in the city are new innocent people, but since Lord Taibai Zhimiaozhen has set a hundred-year period for her, she must be honest and honest. Only after these hundred years have passed can he return to the sect.

There are still three years until the centenary period.

On the other hand, Princess Mingjing herself has just barely broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and her cultivation has already fallen far behind.

"There are still three years..."

But during the hundred years she stayed in Mohara Castle, her state of mind had improved a lot.

The past of Mohara Castle, in the words of the old people, has a touch of the color of legendary novels.

Recruiting alchemy practitioners was not smooth either, and there were too many bumps and bruises.

"Senior brother takes the first step, but it doesn't mean that I can't catch up. Even if senior brother transforms into a god one step ahead of me, or even advances to Buxu one step ahead of me, it doesn't matter. After joining the path, he will eventually stop. At that time, I I also have the opportunity to stand side by side with my senior brothers and watch the changes in the world with a smile.”

As for the new generation, few people know about Mohara City's past misery and don't care about it.

People in Mobara City will no longer feel inferior to others when walking outside.

Princess Mingjing finally succeeded in transforming Mohara City, but it was not due to her efforts, but the passage of time... three years.

I won’t be able to see my senior brother for another three years.

If it were before, she would be anxious, restless, and not even thinking about food or drink.

But now she is just waiting for time to pass.

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Wanfa Sect, elders and advanced cave areas.

Above the cave of Guanfeng Envoy Wu Zhenyan Fa Zhenren, a whirlpool of spiritual energy has taken shape.

The center of the spiritual energy vortex already had some hint of pure Yang.

The news about Princess Mingjing was still more than a step late.

Du Youqian is not in the late stage of Nascent Soul... but has already begun to transform into a god!
The Yuanying and Jiedan masters in the sect looked at the direction of the spiritual energy vortex, and their hearts were full of envy.

The real people whispered to each other and conveyed their spiritual consciousness: "At the age of two hundred and seventy-five, he began to transform into a god. This is unprecedented, unprecedented!"

"The position of the Guanfeng Envoy is really easy for anyone to use... I'm afraid Wu Zhen's acting master has been very fat over the years."

"Be careful, when he comes out, he might be the real king of Wu Zhen and Yin Fa."

"With his qualifications, this step is not only 100% certain, but at least 60% to 70% certain."

"Don't be envious and jealous. Even if you are given so many resources, can you form a pill at the age of twenty-seven, a baby at the age of eighty-one, and become a god at the age of two hundred and seventy-five? If you can't do that, just shut up and realize Senior Brother Zhenyanfa...Uncle will definitely lead Wanfa Sect to glory, how can you slander him!"

"Exactly. A Nascent Soul cultivator is nothing. It can be built with resources. Transformation into a god is not that easy to achieve. Every god in transformation can be regarded as the foundation of the sect! A few resources can be exchanged for a god. It is our great fortune that Wu Zhen plays the role of Uncle Master, which has strengthened our foundation. He is still so young. I hope he can continue to advance to the first step and the third step in the future, and the Wanfa Sect will also compete with Taihe. , Holy Blood, and the Chongxuan Sect stand side by side!”

On the edge of the spiritual energy whirlpool, many foundation-building and pill-forming disciples could not wait to sit cross-legged, using the rich and substantial spiritual energy to break through the bottleneck that had troubled them for a long time.

Du Youqian's heart is like an untainted mirror, reflecting himself and everything around him. The changes in spiritual energy are not mysterious or difficult to understand in front of the mirror in his heart.

He is already familiar with the state of transforming into gods, advancing step by step without any pressure.

Less than half a year later, Du Youqian passed the stage of turning his spiritual consciousness from emptiness to reality, which is as difficult as the natural chasm for most monks.

Walking through it again, no, in his memory, there are many memories of being promoted to God Transformation. It was a review of history again and again, repeated promotions after slight changes, and he was already familiar with all the steps of Soul Transformation.

Next, he easily materialized the Nascent Soul and elevated its essence to Yuanshen.

When this step was completed, Lord Xuanying Chongfa immediately ordered the release of the protective formation above the sect, and the Heavenly Fire Tribulation came as scheduled.

Du Youqian withstood the first six levels of calamity fire purely with his physical body, and then calmly took out the fifth-level magic weapon he had refined over the years.

Just when those close to him were worried and those who were jealous of him secretly cursed him for falling under the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, he survived the last three Heavenly Fire Tribulations with unstoppable momentum.

Become a god!
Outside his cave, the Nascent Soul cultivator stood solemnly and respectfully. The disciples of the sect Wu Yaya, who had formed the pill and below, knelt down in large numbers and chanted in unison: "Disciples pay homage to the elder Wuzhen Yanfa. I wish the elder a smooth road and a prosperous future." Enjoy Fu Yong!”

"No courtesy!" Du Youqian's voice was so calm that he didn't look like someone who had just been promoted to God Transformation and had a life span of more than two thousand years.

"Hahahaha!" Zhenjun Xuanying Chongfa fell in front of Du Youqian, smiling, but his mood was a bit complicated.

(End of this chapter)