At the edge of the pool, everyone waited for too long, so they chatted from time to time.
"Before the prince-in-law came, he was contaminated with many divine texts. It may be because of this that he took too long to exercise."
"Even in the history of my Celestial Clan, it is rare to see people tempering their bodies for such a long time."
"Can he really reach the ultimate level of physical fitness?"
"The people of my heavenly clan don't need to train their bodies at all, let alone the extreme physical state. Old man, no one understands this if you ask me."
At this time, the little guy scratched his head and asked:
"Why does Brother Ming need to exercise, but you don't need to exercise? Are you not human, so like us Tianshui ferrets, you can become stronger as long as you sleep and eat?"
You are not a human... Hei Lao rolled his eyes and said: "You are a spiritual beast, and you are an ancient alien species. You can become stronger as you grow older, but my Celestial Clan is not like that."
"That's it?" The little guy tilted his head.
Jimo Wushuang explained:
"When our Celestial Clan was at its most powerful, people from the Celestial Clan did not need to experience the two realms of inspiration and physical training."
"Because the people of our clan can sense spiritual energy from birth, and are born with the first divine inscriptions."
"Then, after the birth ceremony, they soaked in the dew of the bright moon and took a bath. Among them were the genius treasures from all the worlds in the Beixuan Star Region. Each newborn of the Celestial Clan has already reached the body-forging state about three hours after birth. Great Perfection.”
The little guy's mouth opened wide, as if he could fit an egg in.
"Wow! That's so convenient. In comparison, it's so painful for Brother Ming to practice like this."
Jimo Wushuang nodded and rubbed the little guy's head.
The little guy closed his eyes and seemed to be enjoying it.
At this time, the other seven elders were talking to each other, discussing why Lin Ming had been exercising for so long.
Finally, the conclusion is drawn——
The combination of Blood Jade Bodhi and Mingyue Shaohua Dew works better than expected.
The former is an extremely yang substance bred by darkness and evil spirits. Its effects are extremely violent and it is easy for ordinary people to have accidents if they take it.
If ordinary people want to take it, it is best to condense a variety of spiritual texts related to the physical body to strengthen themselves.
However, with Mingyue Shaohualu, there is no need to be so troublesome.
Mingyue Shaohua Dew is the condensation of tears from the pure-blooded woman of the Heavenly Clan after feeling grateful. It is the most affectionate, most gentle and most kind thing. Its biggest feature is its tolerance, which can effectively weaken the former's fierceness.
Lin Ming used both to refine his physical body at the same time, which was like undergoing the physical training of Xuanshui and True Fire at the same time. The benefits were huge.
The only drawback is that it hurts!
"The prince-in-law can endure pain that is unbearable for ordinary people. He must be a strong-minded man."
"I have calculated it. This level of pain is enough to make even the bravest warriors think of ending their lives."
"You know, this kind of pain is not just about the skin, bones, and organs... It's an all-round pain, from the body to the soul. I really don't know how the prince-consort can endure it."
At this time, Lin Ming's mind was in an ethereal state, misty and misty, seeming to exist and not exist at all.
He observes himself from another dimension.
The pain seemed to turn into data or words, presented in front of him, but he would not bear it directly.
As a result, Lin Ming was in quite good condition.
Don't be bothered by pain, don't worry about foreign affairs.
His thinking became closer to the road.
Wonderful, transformative, divergent, yet filled with countless inspirations.
During these five days, he thought about many things, such as: sword meaning, artistic conception, sacred texts, martial arts diagrams, breathing techniques, local customs, calligraphy and painting talents... and even love and marriage.
Some were closely related to martial arts, and some seemed to have nothing to do with practice, but they gave Lin Ming a lot of inspiration and realized the great principles contained in practice and life.
Lin Ming's body gradually transformed and glowed with a faint light.
There were half-virtual and half-real divine inscriptions floating in front of him, each one more or less linked to the strength of his physical body.
One after another, there was no problem at first, but later on, the divine text seemed to be a little awry.
Firm, solid, strong, tough, mighty, mighty, majestic, strong...
Lin Ming snorted, seeming to choke on the water, and then the state of the ethereal realm was broken.
He complained: "These sacred texts are all about something, they don't sound serious, and they are not suitable for a serious person like me at all."
He waved his hand to disperse the hundreds of divine inscriptions around him. He could remember Meng Yuanhao's reminder in his mind.
Do not exceed 36 pieces of body-forging realm divine text condensation.
At this time, severe pain suddenly hit him, as if ten million cows had turned into the size of human hairs, and then plowed every pore on his body.
Lin Ming almost fainted from the pain.
The drop-shaped bright moon between his brows glows with nine colors of light.
On the edge of the pool, the bright moon between Jimo Wushuang's eyebrows lit up at the same time.
Under the connection of the two Mingyue Shaohua, soft spiritual energy was sent into Lin Ming's sea of consciousness, keeping his mind clear.
Half an hour later, Lin Ming's body was filled with moonlight, and the shimmer on the surface of his skin shrank inwards. His whole body seemed to have undergone a transformation.
His whole body was introverted, and his eyes seemed to be open and closed.
At this time, Lin Ming had almost reached the state of physical training, and his fur, flesh and blood, muscles and bones, organs, meridians... and even his soul were all refined.
"Brother Ming is going to reach the ultimate physical state!" The little guy raised his paws and jumped up and down.
Jimo Wushuang shook his head, "No, it's still a little bit close. He hasn't found the fundamental divine text of the physical body yet."
At this moment, a purple vortex rose between Lin Ming's eyebrows.
The two ultra-purple divine symbols of soul and soul burst into light, and soon, the strange phenomenon of Zi Ming Tun Xuan appeared.
The bright moonlight in this pool is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What's going on? Mingyue Shaohualu disappeared out of thin air and seemed to turn into...spiritual energy. No, that was Xuan Qi. The fundamental Qi of the Prince Consort's practice is actually Xuan Qi?"
"The old God King practiced hard for thousands of years and finally died in hell because he did not completely transform the spiritual energy in his body into profound energy. The physical body and the divine soul could not be unified. The Prince Consort actually condensed the profound energy from the beginning of the body training stage. He Who can dare to determine the broad path of our future!"
"Old fellows, don't be too busy being shocked. Pay attention to the bright moonlight dew in the pool. This is accumulated over thousands of years. According to the consumption method of the Prince Consort, I'm afraid..."
Jimo Wushuang raised his hand, the distant mountain thrush raised his eyebrows, and his voice contained majesty, "Needless to say, he is my chosen husband, the emperor of my heavenly clan. Even if all the dew of the bright moon is absorbed by my husband, what's the problem?"
"Princess!" "Princess!" "Princess!"
Among the seven elders around, except for Hei Lao, who did not speak, the other six shouted out in unison.
Jimo Wushuang waved his hand, "I have made up my mind and I won't change it."
At this moment, Lin Ming opened his eyes, and his pupils glowed with divine light of three colors: water, fire, and thunder.
His breathing changed in a strange way in an instant, as if the three breathing methods merged for a moment.
However, the moment was too brief for him to notice.
Wow~~~~~
Lin Ming rushed out of the water, and the bright moonlight and dew rose up from half the pool, drawing a crystal rainbow in the air.
He stepped lightly on the rainbow, hung in mid-air, glanced at Jimo Wushuang and the little guy, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Watch me break through the shackles of this physical body and achieve the ultimate level."
After saying this, Lin Ming spread out his palms, and in each of his left and right palms condensed a divine inscription - "Hardness" and "Softness".
The two divine inscriptions flowed with purple energy, gradually turning from virtual to real.
Every time the divine text becomes clearer, his aura becomes stronger.
Later, Lin Ming's reserved and restrained divine light blossomed again.
In the mysterious space, there seems to be a rising sun.
