"You were forcibly raised to the Golden Immortal Peak by Empress Pingxin with the blood of the ancestral witch essence. Both your Taoist heart and your realm are unstable. Brother Kong Dao takes action, which is equivalent to cleaning up your body. It will only benefit you and do no harm."
Chu Feng said seriously.
This is really not nonsense. For someone like Shen Gongbao who has no foundation and has been forcibly promoted to a high level by external forces, let alone worrying about his future road, whether he can tame his body is a question.
This is definitely not a joke. The Wu clan bloodline has always been extremely domineering, and there is no guarantee that it will change Shen Gongbao's personality after complete integration.
Hearing this, Shen Gongbao was furious. From the dirty mess, a part of his face that was rotten and disfigured was revealed, and his voice was filled with sadness and anger.
"It's only good for me, not harmful."
Chu Feng almost stopped laughing. Shen Gongbao was tortured so badly by Kong Xuan. If the monks could not restore his appearance, he would never be able to go out to meet people in the future.
"Ahem, how about Pindao help you treat it?"
"No need" The dirty ball rose up with white smoke and became hazy, and soon there was a crackling sound inside.
Chu Feng tried to use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate, but was blocked back by a force that was not inferior to his own.
"What are you looking at? I haven't put on my clothes yet." Shen Gongbao's unhappy voice came from the white smoke.
After a while, Shen Gongbao came out wearing clothes.
"Yes, it looks much better than before."
Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao with admiration. To be honest, the previous Shen Gongbao didn't look very good.
In this world where magic can change your appearance, there are some gods who don't know if they have quirks, and deliberately make themselves look as ugly as possible.
At first, Chu Feng thought that Shen Gongbao was also such a person, but after asking, he found out that this guy was born with a sad look.
"What does it mean to be much prettier than before? Pindao is a human being. No, he is the son of the most beautiful woman in the world. He has always been a handsome man. Pindao goes to a country at a time, and the people there, from the common people to the king, all love Pindao."
Shen Gongbao didn't buy Chu Feng's praise at all, and even showed off his own background and experience.
It sounded a bit like the Daughter Country. Chu Feng had an idea and asked: "Are the countries you mentioned all women?"
"How do you know, you've been there too?"
Shen Gongbao was stunned.
It is indeed a country of girls. Chu Feng was speechless for a moment. Why are you so shameless? If you go to a country where there are no men, of course people will regard you as a handsome man.
"Speaking of that king, that handsome appearance and figure, it's a pity, alas, it's all gone, it's all gone..."
Shen Gongbao's face looked like a romantic seed.
Chu Feng couldn't help but wanted to get up and leave. This man was so shameless.
"Fellow Taoist, it seems that you have been there too. It's a pity. If we had left some blood somewhere, we might be relatives by now."
Shen Gongbao didn't know if his brain was filled with water, but his mouth was full of incoherent words.
Chu Feng frowned slightly, it was so realistic that this guy had reached the peak of Golden Immortal, and he didn't even call himself Dao Brother anymore.
"Speaking of which, before going to Kunlun Mountain, Pindao had been practicing for thousands of years." As if he was worried that Chu Feng had not heard the Taoist words he just said clearly, Shen Gongbao deliberately stated his qualifications that he did not know whether they were true or made up.
Shameless to this point, there is really no cure.
Chu Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and walked directly through the air to the top of the Yellow River. Below is the surging Yellow River, above is the blue sky. Chu Feng took a deep breath of the fresh air of the Shang and Zhou dynasties. With a low cry, it disappeared into the air.
"The formation of the Twelve Capital Gods and Evils rises." The Twelve Capitals' Heavenly Gods and Evil flags came out in unison, rushing in all directions in a neat combination. There was an explosion, and mysterious runes filled the sky. At the same time, people of the Wu clan appeared one after another. They all looked solemn, as if they were performing a sacred sacrifice.
A large cauldron was carried by countless people, step by step towards the illusory altar in the center. A black leopard was carried up to the altar from the other side by two Wu tribesmen.
"Black leopard!" Shen Gongbao, who ran over to watch Chu Feng's formation, had an ugly face. He could definitely confirm that this leopard was one of his previous lives.
At this time, a thick and disheveled Wu tribesman walked behind the black leopard with a big knife, swung the knife and chopped off the head, and blood spurted out on the ground.
The moment the Wu clan executioner lifted his hair, Shen Gongbao was stunned again, and it turned out to be Jiang Ziya again. At this moment, he really wanted to know how many times he had been reincarnated as a black leopard and how many times he had been killed by Jiang Ziya.
While Shen Gongbao was in a daze, Chu Feng, who was in a strange space, began to build the formation, each new rune, and considered each step with murderous intent.
Kong Xuan came here several times during this period, but left soon.
When the formation was almost ready, Chu Feng got directly into the body of the three-legged golden crow, flew out of the strange space, swooped down on the edge of the Yellow River, and kidnapped Shen Gongbao.
"Tao, brother Tao, what do you want to do?"
Suddenly caught by Chu Feng, Shen Gongbao was frightened to death.
"Don't be afraid, let me borrow the blood of your ancestral witch."
Chu Feng stretched out his hand and sucked it, but there was no response. He sucked it again, but there was still no reaction.
This is embarrassing! As expected, the things given by the ancestral witch are not something that can be made casually.
"Chu Feng, try again"
After thinking about it, Shen Gongbao whispered.
Chu Feng tried again and succeeded. With the blood of the ancestral witch, Chu Feng returned to the strange space.
This time Chu Feng still did not activate the formation.
"The poor Taoist must first practice the Great Summoning Technique"
In order to bring out the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation, Chu Feng planned to combine the great summoning technique of the "Eternal Life" world to summon the true body, power or blood essence of the remaining eleven ancestral witches, as long as there is one.
“O power that spans the long river of time, your power is unparalleled.
The power of summons envelopes the past and extends into the future...
The power of summoning penetrates into endless time and space, it is everywhere, and light cannot shine through..."
With a roar, the blood essence of ancestral witches scattered in every corner of the prehistoric continent suddenly rose into the air, and then flew quickly towards the edge of the Yellow River.
Seeing a scene that is rare in a million years, hundreds of ancient monks went crazy. A few drops of the essence and blood of the ancestral witch can create a peerless witch, let alone so many.
Not to mention, I was really stopped by some people.
Of course, more came to the Twelve Capitals' Divine Evil Formation, and the originally thin formation began to glow brightly.
Soon, the first shadow appeared. Like a yellow sac, red like red fire, with six legs and four wings, it is faceless.
This is Dijiang, Chu Feng's heart moved.
The second phantom appeared, green as green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding on two dragons.
This is a sentence, and Chu Feng is full of expectations.
The third phantom has the head of an animal and a human body, covered in red scales, with a fire snake in its ears and a fire dragon on its feet.
This is Zhu Rong, Chu Feng nodded.
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