The speed of the late Nascent Soul monks was extremely fast, and they disappeared from Gu Shuo's sight in just half a breath. The fight between the two Gu Shuo did not last more than two breaths. Gu Shuo quickly withdrew his mental power and stopped activating the sword talisman. At the same time, he put away his peacock feathers.
Now that the talisman sword has disappeared, Peacock Ling can still use it for thirty-eight breaths, so naturally this talisman can be kept as long as possible.
"run!"
Gu Shuo took one step at a time and flew towards the outside of Changling.
If he doesn't run away now, what else is he waiting for?
Shiliucheng didn't know, but he knew that Shiliucheng was just scared away by him. If Shiliucheng showed up again, he would lose the talisman sword and he would not be Shiliucheng's opponent at all.
Bone Sect.
Thousands of meters underground.
Here is a huge underground hall, which is filled with the smell of gloom, decay and blood.
Various body parts and pieces of meat were scattered randomly everywhere.
On a huge platform, there is a person lying...
No!
That doesn't count as a person. It can't be said that he is not a person.
This person's body proportions are very well-proportioned, and it simply feels like a natural thing, a perfect masterpiece from God. The face is also very handsome, but it has six arms. Standing next to the platform was an old man, who was the leader of the White Bone Sect. Holding a scalpel in his hand, he was making final changes to the six-armed man on the platform.
He put away the scalpel, looked at the man on the platform, and made a satisfied sound:
"Tsk, tsk, what a perfect masterpiece! I used the organs of six genius humans and the purified parts of eight demon clans with special magical powers to create this."
The leader of the White Bone Sect, even a god-forming monk, was so excited that his face was red at this time.
"How long?
It's been eight hundred years, I've been studying it for eight hundred years and failed forty-eight times. I hope I can succeed this time. I am too old and my life is approaching. Ahem..."
He coughed violently.
Ever since he was seriously injured eight hundred years ago, he knew that he had damaged his foundation and his cultivation would always stay at the early stage of becoming a god, and he would never make any progress again. Unwilling to do so, he finally opened the forbidden volume of the White Bone Sect.
This is a taboo of the White Bone Sect. Before each generation of sect leaders abdicates, they will tell their successors that they cannot open this taboo scroll. However, each generation of sect leaders is not willing to destroy this taboo scroll, because the original ancestor was not willing to do so. This volume has been banned.
No one knew what was in the Forbidden Scroll, but when he opened the Forbidden Scroll, a new world opened to him. It turns out that this taboo scroll is the research result of the ancestor of the White Bones, but before the research was successful, the ancestor died.
The content recorded in this taboo volume is to create a perfect body, which the ancestor called the perfect Tao body. After the creation is successful, you can give up your body and enter your soul into this perfect Tao body, and you can have a new body and a new longevity. According to the ancestor's deduction, this perfect Tao body will have a lifespan a hundred times that of the human race.
The White Bone Sect felt like he had found a treasure. His body had no hope, and all his hopes were placed on this perfect Tao body. From that day on, he gave up his position as the sect leader and declared himself to be in seclusion, but he kept trying in this underground hall.
Eight hundred years of attempts have resulted in dozens of failures. Although they continue to fail, every failure is one step closer to success. This was his forty-ninth attempt.
He had a premonition that he would succeed this time. In the past eight hundred years, he had killed too many talented people from the human race, and also killed too many special races from the demon race. Today, looking at this body that had never been so perfect, his heart was filled with excitement.
Hopefully it will work this time.
He sat cross-legged and his soul floated out from above his head. He glanced at his old body sitting cross-legged, and then at the perfect body on the platform. His soul's eyes showed a look of expectation and anxiety.
Thirty-nine of the first forty-eight attempts, after the soul entered the body, could not be integrated with the body at all. In other words, the soul is the soul, the body is the body, and the body cannot even move. Although the next nine times were able to control part of the body, they were far from ideal. But in the next nine times, he improved each time. By the 48th time, he was able to basically control the body, but he knew that there was no perfect integration, so it was not considered a success at all, and he could not use this body. You can’t even gain longevity by cultivating.
But he is confident that he can succeed this time.
"hiss……"
His soul entered that perfect body, and silence returned to the hall.
After a few breaths.
That perfect body sat up, just like a normal person sitting up. He opened his eyes, then raised his six arms, put his six hands in front of him, clenched them, and then released them, with joy in his eyes. His body came down from the platform and walked back and forth in the hall. He felt nothing unnatural. His soul had been perfectly integrated with this body. He felt the power of this body and also felt The youth and vitality of this body.
"Sisi..."
His four arms retracted toward his body, shrinking into his body, leaving only two arms. This time, he was no different from a human monk.
"Hahaha……"
He raised his head and laughed loudly, and in the laughter, two lines of tears flowed down.
"Eight hundred years!
A whole eight hundred years!
Does anyone know how I have lived these eight hundred years?
Humans are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts!
Ah……
But today I finally live...
No!
I am reborn!
Hahaha……"
Suddenly, his eyes began to become chaotic, and the chaotic emotions in his body rushed towards his soul. The chaotic emotions in his body seemed to be a black hole, and all the emotions in the hall converged towards his body.
In the past eight hundred years, in this underground hall, he captured countless genius monks and countless monster monks with special magical powers. When he was doing experiments, these geniuses from the human race and the demon tribe were all alive. Little by little, those emotions and thoughts lingered on for eight hundred years. They were all accumulated in this vast underground hall, hidden alive on the walls and underground of the hall. But at this moment, after that perfect body merged with his soul, the remaining thoughts in the body exploded, triggering all thoughts at the same time.
As a great monk who transformed into gods, he realized something in just an instant.
He had tried forty-eight times before, but none of those forty-eight times had perfectly integrated his body, so the thoughts contained in his body could not impact his soul. Because his soul and body are still disconnected.
++++++++++
besides……
++++++++++
