Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat. There was a mark on the third Xuantian Fragment Chapter in the Jiutian Xuanta, but the dark color meant that someone had obtained it, so he never had the chance to find it.
Now, it is actually in the hands of Great Sage Xutian.
"Xuantian Fragment Chapter?" Great Sage Xutian repeated: "What's the name of this thing? It seems that I guessed it right. The transformation of your bloodline and life soul is indeed related to this thing."
The Great Sage Xutian didn't know about the Xuantian Fragment Chapter. Ten thousand years ago, he got it by chance, and it was because of this thing that he suffered a disaster. However, after ten thousand years, he finally got some clues.
This thing seems to record a method that can cultivate the Dharmakaya. When it is completed, it can become an incarnation in the heavens and be with the deity. Even if the deity is destroyed, it can still live.
He also regretted that if he had practiced cultivation during his lifetime and had an incarnation outside of heaven, he might still be alive even if he died.
"Buzz!" As soon as the Xuantian Broken Chapter came out, it made a buzzing sound, and the Jiutian Xuanta in Chu Yan's body also rotated at high speed, echoing and resonating.
"It seems that this thing really belongs to you." Great Sage Xutian said enviously, released the Xuantian Broken Chapter and flew towards Chu Yan. "My bones are right here. I used my demonic hands to train my whole body and cultivated the peerless demonic armor. Huh, I've made it perfect for you little guy." Great Sage Xutian snorted coldly, and Chu Yan laughed dryly. He also knew that , I misunderstood the ancients. Although the Immortal Technique of Casting Demons is an immortal method, it is different from the real world cultivated by Xuantian Canzhang.
But it's too different.
The true world can perfectly integrate itself. The master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect in the Imperial Path is the best example of this. As for the bone monster, the ancients also gave it to him, but it was not used to cast a demonic body, but to create a terrifying body. Demonically armored.
Like the Demon's Hand, the Demon God's Armor is fully capable of transforming into ancient demons and has terrifying defenses. However, Chu Yan also understands that once the bones are broken, the ancients' divine will will be dissipated.
"Senior..." "It doesn't matter, this saint has been dead for ten thousand years. In fact, he should have been nirvana long ago, but he is unwilling to do so. Therefore, you are waiting for the inheritance here. Although your talent is a bit dull, you are still barely worthy of my mantle. In the future, if I can appear through the bone horror, I may also be able to go to the heights I have not yet reached and take a look at that
The world inside. "The ancient man said with a smile. Chu Yan was silent for a moment and finally nodded.
The path of cultivation is endless. Some people are born in the land of stars, and fall into the realm of nobles and emperors. Some people break through the emperor and become kings, looking at the vast sea of stars, but what is the world above the sea of stars?
Many people don't know and have no chance to see the scenery. Now the ancients place their hopes on Chu Yan.
"You can practice. After you finish, get out of here." The ancient man laughed and cursed, and his spiritual thoughts disappeared, but he appeared in the void, looking at Chu Yan, full of smiles: "Little guy, let me see Let’s see what your destiny is.”
After the ancient people disappeared, Chu Yan was alone in the ancient ruins. After obtaining the third Xuantian fragment, his soul converged and entered the dantian. The Jiutian Xuantu emitted a dazzling light curtain. The originally dim third floor was in This moment finally brightened up.
Jiutian Xuan Pagoda.
Nine heavens, nine worlds.
Each floor here seems to be an independent space. Chu Yan Yuanshen stood outside the Xuantian Tower and looked down to the three floors. There was a figure in each floor, who was born at the same time as him, but different from each other.
On the first floor, the body is ten feet tall, with an extraordinary physique. His arms are bare, and his muscles are jumping, as if bursting with beast-like power. Behind him is a huge starry hammer, like a god of war.
The second level is a figure of agility. There is wind under his feet, and there are terrifying wings of thunder behind his back. His left and right hands control the power of space and time respectively. The purple curved bow behind his back can move the bowstring, and the arrow can penetrate the clouds and shoot the sun. Tear apart the space and conquer the world.
The third level is still very ethereal. Standing there quietly, you can't feel any fluctuations in vitality. It's like a newborn baby, without blood, life soul, or supernatural powers, and needs to be re-understood.
"It's a new life again." Chu Yan thought, but he was not discouraged at all. The corners of his mouth rose, and there was a hint of excitement.
"The ninth true self, it seems that the choice in this life does not need to be so troublesome." Chu Yan thought, he had thought about how to choose after getting the true self again for countless times, but now that it has finally arrived, he found that he The goal is extremely clear.
With the demon coming into the world, the demon's hand, and the demon's armor, is there any need to consider the third self?
The true self of the devil!
Chu Yan began to retreat, and his vitality was swirling wildly. After more than ten years of practice, in addition to a powerful state, he also had a mind.
Now with his understanding, he can directly break through the realm of three dusts by simply absorbing the vitality. It can be said that there is no shackles. Therefore, in just three days, the terrifying dust light burst inside his body, and Wang Ying was born, reaching the ultimate level. The limit of the dust realm.
"The next step is to choose the bloodline. The four bloodlines are pure demonic power."
There is no difference between demonic cultivators and human cultivators in their choice of bloodline. There is no special bloodline, which makes Chu Yan feel helpless.
But this time when he realizes his bloodline, he will definitely not choose speed or strength. He already has the first two, so this time he chooses to be more demonic.
For example, darkness and devouring bloodline are more suitable for this true self.
So after another half month, Chu Yan's four bloodlines were formed, namely: darkness, swallowing, blood power, and a special bloodline, seal.
Dark bloodline is not within the scope of the Five Elements, but it is an attribute bloodline that can strengthen magical powers and possess dark attributes.
Swallowing is simpler, Fatty's bloodline is swallowing, but what Chu Yan understands is that it is stronger than Fatty, and he can swallow the sun, moon and stars with great accomplishment.
The blood power is evil, and it can control blood, one's own or the opponent's. Back then, one of the nine inheritances of Lord Zhentian had a blood seal control technique that could refine humanoid puppets.
The seal is a bit special. Chu Yan has seen this bloodline once in the world, and Luan Zhiyi practiced to seal the bloodline. The result can seal an entire world.
When the four bloodlines were awakened, the aura of the devil's true self suddenly changed. The evil spirit reached the sky, the long hair flew, and the eyes were extremely strange, giving people the illusion of returning from hell.
"The soul of fate has chosen." Chu Yan thought, and terrible creativity immediately formed around him.
After this transformation of the ancient ruins, he became more creative. He could create a world with just a thought. Then he continued to explore, and the first life soul also changed crazily.
Soon, purple-gold light was born, and then soared upwards, from dark gold to true dragon, Luan and Phoenix, and the seventh-grade life soul took shape.
But Chu Yan didn't seem satisfied. His creativity was still rising, and his demonic power exploded.
"Seventh level life soul?" Chu Yan Yuanshen looked up at the sky and saw the light of the dragon and phoenix intertwining. It did not condense, but shook his head dissatisfied.
"With my current creativity, maybe I can try the casting of the eighth-grade holy soul." Chu Yan had a crazy idea in his heart.
"If the first life soul is to forge the eighth-grade holy life soul, how terrifying will this true self be?" Chu Yan murmured, and if anyone else heard it, they would probably think he was crazy.
Cultivation cannot be achieved overnight, and the soul of life is an element that must pass through during the journey of practice. If you do not cast the soul of life, you cannot enter the throne.
The level of the life soul will be of great help to future practice, which is why some disciples of big families would rather slow down their practice and strengthen their creativity.
The high-level life soul will determine a person's future achievements, as well as combat power and other factors.
A person who is both a king and whose first life soul is from the fifth level can instantly kill a fourth level life soul of the same realm, and kill enemies across two or even three levels. This is the difference in life soul.
Those whose first life souls are cast into the sixth grade are monsters. Even in the land of the sea of stars, there are few people, such as Chu Yan himself.
The first life soul is the seventh grade, which is almost unheard of. Chu Yan has two such true selves, and directly casting the eighth grade life soul, which the previous emperors could not cast, how can it exist?
This means that if Chu Yan, the true self of the devil, can be truly invincible even if he is crushed by his life soul, this gap will become more obvious as time goes by. Respecting the eighth-grade life soul can be said to break everything.
Chu Yan couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.
"That's what I did."
Chu Yan looked up at the embryonic seventh-grade life soul and made up his mind.
"Give it to me, break it!" Chu Yan waved his hand, and the terrifying sword light shot out, cutting off the soul in his Dantian. Strong pain spread throughout his body, and Chu Yan felt as if he was about to give in. , his limbs and bones were in excruciating pain, and he vomited blood continuously, but he still endured it.
"Eh?" The ancient man saw this scene from high in the sky and frowned slightly. The seventh-grade life soul was beheaded?
But then, his eyes focused, and he found that Chu Yan's creativity was even more terrifying, like a roc in the clouds, rising against the sky, spreading its wings and soaring thousands of miles.
Chu Yan's eyes were determined, his creativity increased, and the blood in his body burned with it. All the pain was nothing but a dream.
Chu Yan did not know how many times he had destroyed the soul of life. He had to recast it thousands of times, and his body was severely exhausted, but he never stopped, as if he would never give up until he achieved his wish.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a month has passed. During this month, the ancients have been watching in the void, and they are shocked. Just this willpower makes people moved.
Since ancient times, there has never been a shortage of geniuses in the world, but there are so many talents in the world, how many people can reach the top?
Is it because Tianjiao is not outstanding enough? No, it's just that there is a lack of perseverance.
Because they are geniuses, they are more likely to be arrogant, complacent, arrogant, lazy in practice, have their eyes set high, and their practice is ultimately limited. Therefore, it is often the dull people who really reach the top.
But once a genius works hard, his achievements are limitless. Chu Yan is such a person. His ten years of ups and downs and such practice made even the ancients sigh.
"It's not enough!" The seventh level peaked, and the dragon and phoenix had reached extremely terrifying levels, but Chu Yan was still not satisfied, so he destroyed it and started over.
"Destroy it!" As he raised his hand, his life soul was cut off again, Chu Yan continued, and not long after, a dazzling light suddenly rose from his life soul, like a holy will, with the brilliance of the sun. Shining on the earth, the corners of his mouth finally rose slightly.
The ancient people jumped in the air. "Did the first life soul cast an eighth-grade life soul? Tsk tsk, every subsequent life soul is of grade eight or above."
