Of course there is such a thing as seizing one's body, but the consequences are obvious.
Everything is as good as the original. Even if your Wuling Hongguang is replaced with a Mercedes-Benz engine, it may not be better than your original engine.
Who would want to seize the body unless they have no choice?
Jiang Chen's spiritual thoughts continued to deepen, which can be said to be bold for a skilled person.
Even if the quasi-immortal emperor Jiang Chen is behind this mysterious light group, he is sure to withdraw.
Finally, with Jiang Chen's unremitting efforts, he finally pushed in. The depth of the light group was not a retreat for some mysterious strong man, but a towering tree.
Um?
When Jiang Chen saw this towering tree, he felt a strong surge of blood. Is this the bloodline of the Shenmu tribe?
Bloodline is inheritance!
When a mortal, whose ancestors have been mortals for more than ten generations, finally becomes a monk, then there is a high chance that his descendants will also be monks.
In her free time, Lan'er finished her research and started researching the big boy Ma Long and the other monks from the Tianren Tribe, all of whom were old men and women.
The person who came was none other than Jiang Chen. Ma Long was skeptical about the true realm and true identity of Zeng Hao and Jiang Chen.
That uncle is much more powerful than the village chief's grandfather.
"Since we have no clues, let's ask the people who don't have any clues!"
When Lan'er and Jiang Chen arrived, they did not hide the real people, so as soon as they arrived, there was no Immortal King-level being to personally receive them.
Now Zeng Hao can't break that method.
Lan'er smiled and comforted the eldest girl. Because of his bloodline, Ma Long had been lonely since he was a child.
But Lan'er told you today that she will die, which makes the big girl very happy, because in your opinion, Lan'er will lie to you.
"Junior, Zeng Hao, you..."
"He first stabilizes his realm!"
As for getting weaker, we have to wait until Lan'er's realm breaks through.
The purer the bloodline of the wood spirit essence, the worse the effect!
Zeng Hao chuckled, feeling happy that he could eat the food cooked by the big girl again.
"Good or bad, let me show you my skills quickly!"
It stands to reason that as time goes by, the bloodline will become thinner and thinner, and the power of the curse should also become stronger and stronger.
Lan'er took action and directly eliminated the mutation in my body.
The eldest girl is obviously seventeen years old, but she still looks like a ten-year-old child, which shows how terrifying the curse is.
After that, I behaved like a country bumpkin, so I must have deliberately acted like you!
At that time, Ma Long came out excitedly carrying a dragon.
Because he has the blood of a monk in his blood. Similarly, the stronger the cultivation level, the stronger the blood will be.
At the Immortal Emperor level, it is almost impossible to say whether I am dead or destroyed. I am not killed by my opponent. As long as no one silently chants my name, I will be revived.
"They sent a Supreme, but he hasn't got you yet. Let's go with you!"
The so-called fairy wine is something that has been diluted many times by Lan'er. However, not to mention drinking it, not just smelling it, it can make the girl drunk for several years.
Although there is a way to break the curse, there is still something wrong with helping a big girl practice.
Ma Long urged from the side, "Those years of getting along have made you regard Zeng Hao as your closest person, and you no longer have the freedom and ease you had before."
Zeng Hao, as an almost pure-blood atavistic little girl cultivator, your wood spirit essence is naturally the worst.
The Shenmu tribe could tell by that name that they were engaged in intelligence, and they kept talking to others in low tones the whole time.
Lan'er and Zeng Hao were not prepared for this. After all, who would pay attention to the news about the little girl's tribe of Seventeen Heavenly People?
Of course, for the little girl, returning to one's ancestors does not mean much worse than returning to one's ancestors on earth.
The Immortal King turned and left, apparently to collect information.
Zeng Haojiao was still inquiring about the news about the other two tribes, and Lan'er simply stayed there.
By then, Lan'er's power will have made a qualitative leap.
At that time, a teasing voice suddenly sounded from the door.
Ma Long was very content with his current life, and he even thought about it without even thinking about how bad it would be if he could continue like this.
Of the eight tribes, we only know the whereabouts of one tribe, and we are still inquiring about the other two.
Before Lan'er helped you break the curse on you, and after you became an immortal, you were worried about being cursed again.
"What a weird method!"
Whenever there is any dark turmoil, the emperor's son in the family is awakened because one of their parents is the Supreme Emperor.
I know you, therefore you are here!
"Do the two juniors know what they need to know?"
The little girl's curse is, after all, a kind of law, but it's just that someone at the level of the Immortal Emperor sets it apart.
"Uncle, look what you caught for him!"
Zeng Hao once explored the source of the curse. Before he even got close, he felt that no white hair was growing under him.
Lan'er raised her hand and threw out a few wine bottles, and suddenly the rich fairy aura filled the whole room.
For a monk, seventy years can pass in a blink of an eye.
I'm afraid that the curse is not to completely wipe out the Shenmu Heavenly Emperor. When all my bloodline exists again, what else can I use to revive him.
However, those who were forced back then could only combine the weak and the hard, and the cycle continued.
I originally thought that exploring the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor would be a long-term task, but now it seems that it may not be completed as soon as possible.
If it is because of the existence of the curse, I am afraid you will be able to turn the tide and save the endangered village.
Lan'er actually found eight tribes in a short period of time, which really shocked me.
Although I have less strength, I have a lake. Although there is no Immortal Emperor in that world, the specifications of the law can be regarded as the real Immortal Emperor level, and it cannot be said to be the way of heaven.
The eldest girl is afraid that she has returned to her ancestors, which is what people on earth mean by humiliating people, but her bloodline is close to the bloodline of her ancestors.
After a while, I came back and brought some bad news, but also some good news.
"You want to know the location of the eight tribes of Zeng Haojiao's Celestial Tribe, or where their bloodline remains!"
"You know how to do it!"
"Big girl, he's old and says he's dead. The village chief lied to him. Without you, he's dead!"
"who?"
"If you stay outside their place, the big girl who comes forward can only die of mutation. You are the one they can train!"
The two of them looked at the people in their hands. Putting aside these duplicates, there were no eight tribes of celestial beings in Jiang Chen's hands that Lan'er had not found.
It is a great joy to be able to find our two bloodlines, Tuogu and Ma Long.
Everything depends on the previous trip to the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor. I don't have a feeling. Maybe there is no way to curse the little girl.
For seventy years, Zeng Haojiao has sent some information intermittently. It is obvious that it is almost important.
"Hold on!"
Envy is something you have to pay for with your life!
Seeing the person coming, Ma Long shouted respectfully.
It must be said that it was Ma Long's luck that he did not have such a weak person to protect him.
It's just that, outside of Lan'er's, the style of painting has obviously become more satisfactory.
With or without the suppression of the curse, the big girl successfully broke through from the sea of suffering to the other shore an hour ago. The speed was truly terrifying.
What level do you have? Because if you don't practice the law, you will be too perfect. If there is no harvest in the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor that time, maybe you can't try to train that big girl.
For monks, returning to their ancestors means that their talents are weak.
Lan'er enters and exits the big boy's sea of consciousness, and you haven't fainted yet.
The next time I eat it is the next time!
The supreme village chief did not refute Zeng Hao's words. Zeng Hao discovered the problem as soon as he came. This is because I am weak.
The little girl's bloodline curse is covered!
I discovered that the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor of the human race had not been around for a long time that day. Naturally, I was skeptical about the difficulty of the descendants of the Seventeen Heavenly People tribe.
This is a dragon at the pinnacle of Dao Slaying, and the Holy Power has not even been born under it. It does not mean that I almost became a semi-Saint.
As a result, that girl Zeng Hao beat her back.
The little girl monk can secrete a liquid that can help people heal their wounds and improve their energy.
As an Immortal Emperor-level force, the Shenmu Clan’s strongholds will all be established next year.
Suddenly, Zeng Hao opened his little Kazilan eyes and looked at Lan'er relaxedly and said.
Don't come here, poor guy!
The blood of the Shenmu tribe in this little girl's body is so strong that she actually gave birth to a transformed creature. Moreover, the mysterious light group is complex and has a small chance of being a quasi-immortal emperor level method.
In this regard, Zeng Hao will tell you the truth.
However, Lan'er's behavior recently seems to have no background. If I knew about the little girl's tomb of the quasi-immortal emperor in advance.
Moreover, a small number of tribes of celestial beings are actually not the brilliance of our ancestors in Hanhu. Some monks who are aware of this may even say that we are born without sin.
"Where did he learn that skill from?"
Back then, if it was to deal with the invasion of the strange Quasi-Immortal Emperor, Zeng Hao was prepared to end the small cycle of retreating from the secret realm before he stepped back half a step to become a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
But Zeng Haojiao is the same. Even though many epochs have not passed yet, the universe below us still exists.
Because older children of the same age as me and people outside the family are willing to let us play with them.
"Uncle Ma!"
"Well, Brother Jiang, he just used that crap to trick the older kids!"
"Shenmu tribe!"
Originally, Lan'er wanted to teach Yishang the eldest girl Shenmu's cultivation method. After all, a village that only lacked the supreme level could learn some bad cultivation methods.
If nothing else, let’s just talk about the emperors of Zhetian Universe. Why do they fly into the air every second they come out?
Others use it as a healing elixir and a spiritual elixir, but when it comes to Lan'er, it turns into a sauce for barbecue.
I thought about it, I observed for a while and found that the big girl's practice was because of Yao!
I didn't feel that if I retreated to the tomb of the quasi-immortal emperor that time, my small cycle of the secret realm would be complete.
Fortunately, Ma Long was raised by Lan'er, but if it were another person, he would really go berserk!
And outsiders in the village, if they get along with this big girl day and night, they will naturally be able to find out that the person underneath you is the same.
That gave Jiang Chen the idea that control was the only way to stay. That eldest son could really be the descendant of the people from the Human King Palace!
As for Lan'er, I am becoming more and more aware of it.
It's only Malone's child that makes people less interested in studying it. It can only be said that a small part of the older children are disgusted.
However, it was not as secretive as Gui Muyuan, and it was not possible to find the eight small tribes of the Seventeen Heavenly People tribe in a short period of time.
"Uncle, please take out this fairy wine!"
As long as there is no one and I am still alive in the hearts of some people, I will always die and never revive one day.
I'll help you seal those few bloodlines, otherwise with the overbearing curse of the little girl, I'm afraid the big boy will be left cold immediately.
It's a pity that for other people, for the little girl, the purer his bloodline, the closer he is to death!
Strong bloodline!
"The Ten Little Immortal Emperor-level forces of the Shenmu Clan?"
Lan'er still knows a little about the Ten Little Emperor-level forces, including the Divine Palace, the Martial Palace, the Divine Tree Clan...
The eldest girl said matter-of-factly.
The strong will always be strong, if nothing unexpected happens, this is a law.
"Junior, this Ma Long, I leave it to you!"
There are also Jiang Chen's descendants, there are countless strong ones, and the same is true.
Because I am afraid that I will pass the curse on to us.
The energy and blood in Lan'er's body burned, and her white hair turned into nothing in an instant, but I continued to get closer.
If not, depending on Lan'er's strength, it would be impossible for the eldest girl to achieve the realm of the Immortal King, even if she is weak.
That’s why today’s situation is gone!
Zeng Hao directly threw out a big world, and there was our reward for asking for information, which was settled directly in the big world. It can be seen that the fee was quite low.
That's not the essence of the wood spirit that the Immortal King asked us to hand over to Lan'er when she was outside Tuogu's tribe.
After leaving the village, Lan'er wanted to continue wandering, hoping to find other monks from the Celestial Tribe.
It is a bloodline inheritance. It seems that the richness of your bloodline is purer than you imagined.
Because we are pure and have so few ideas!
The supreme village chief raised his hands to Lan'er and said.
There are eight left, so it's not that difficult.
It's a pity that apart from the clues given by Tianyun, I don't have any clues.
I contacted Jiang Chen and told me about his situation outside, and heard that Zeng Hao actually found the eight bloodlines of the Tianren tribe.
It doesn’t mean that we haven’t found four of the Seventeen Heavenly People tribe.
Zeng Hao dealt with the matter in the Palace of Hell and returned slowly to join Lan'er.
Jiang Chen personally picked up the ancestors of this tribe. After all, I paid for it.
That lineage was slowly being exterminated, and as a result, a pure-blood descendant who was so atavistic was born.
Of course, your talent is too weak to match the little girl's bloodline, so your practice is naturally both the current world method and the divine tree method.
You are naive and think that you have really broken the curse of generations outside the clan.
Lan'er touched Zeng Hao's head and asked you about Zeng Haojiao's practice method.
"Uncle, the village chief said that the slower you practice, the slower you will die. When will you die?"
Growing up, you have heard many people say that they will die, so you are very open-minded about death.
We are better than my grandfather, the village chief, and at most we are true immortals.
What does that mean?
He obviously thought that I was a casual cultivator who came out of nowhere. After all, Xia Cangxia is so small, and no one is lucky enough to be able to cross the endless sea of chaos.
In the blink of an eye, it is not seventy years, Ma Long is also eighty-seven years old, and now he is a Tao-killing king.
Don't ask, it depends on the yuan!
