Towering Kunlun, the top of a lonely mountain, within a Taoist temple.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy wears a Taiqing fishtail crown and a purple gold five-claw dragon robe. He has clear eyebrows and red lips and white teeth, but his eyes reveal a majesty that does not match his age, like an old man who has seen the vicissitudes of life.
Even standing there quietly would be enough to make the princes and generals surrender, not daring to offend anything.
There is no doubt that this handsome boy with a crown-like face is the ancestor of the Ji family-Ji Taixuan.
At this moment, the ancestors of the Ji family looked into the lotus pond not far away.
Half a year ago, in the battle of Penglai Fairy Island, Ji Yuanhao was defeated by Ye Fan. His body was shattered, and the Yuanshen fled back to Kunlun Mountain under the influence of Xuanyuan Sword.
The ancestor of the Ji family used supreme magical powers to warm his soul in the lotus pond, and reshape his body with eighteen merits of golden lotus.
And now, there are seventeen golden lotuses all withered, but Ji Yuanhao's primordial spirit is extremely strong. His previous strength was only the realm, but now the strength of the primordial spirit is no less than that of the heavenly powerhouse.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the last golden lotus, brilliantly radiant, turned into the most original power [youyou reading www.uutxt.co] injected into Ji Yuanhao's soul.
Immediately afterwards, something incredible happened-
Under the blessing of the power of merit in the golden lotus, with Ji Yuanhao's soul as the center, hemorrhagic flesh grew directly around it.
In just a few minutes, his head took shape, and this scene was like Nu Wa fabricating a human being, it was a supernatural power of the Creator level.
Even if the celestial powerhouse meets, they will be amazed again and again.
However, this is not the end, but just the beginning.
After the head was formed, Ji Yuanhao had a torso condensed from his body, bones and meridians grew, and blood with red and gold flowing in the blood vessels.
After half an hour, he finally shaped a perfect body.
The exposed skin is just like the finest mutton white jade, without any blemishes, and the surface also blooms with radiant brilliance, no matter how well-maintained it is, a female celebrity cannot compare it.
And hundreds of fast muscles on the body, but with a knife and axe, like a sculptor built according to the golden ratio, there is also explosive power in flexibility.
You know, these eighteen meritorious golden lotus, but carrying the luck of Xuanyuan Ji family for thousands of years, are no less precious than the jade seal of the country.
If Ji Yuanhao hadn't awakened the Xuanyuan Eucharist, the ancestors of the Ji family would never use such a precious golden lotus on him.
And now, after absorbing the power of the eighteen merit golden lotus, the Qi and blood in Ji Yuanhao's body are even more powerful. Between his breath, there is a condensed spiritual energy that can be swallowed out. Ordinary people take a bite next to it. Can prolong life.
It is no exaggeration to say that Ji Yuanhao at this moment is equivalent to the Tang monk in "Journey to the West". Whoever eats a piece of his meat can live forever.
If the demon Lord swallowed him with magic power, his power might be able to leap directly into an earth fairy.
"Cracking!"
Ji Yuanhao's muscles and bones thunderous, and stretched out, the whole person is like a lotus blooming, a sacred and majestic momentum rushes into the sky, as if the holy infant is coming.
Suddenly, many visions appeared between heaven and earth.
The golden lotus descends from the sky, the holy spring springs from the earth, the rich colors of Ruicai, the ten thousand divine rainbows, the five colors, and the faint sound of the fairy sounds, as if the bell strikes the heart in the morning.
"Success!"
Ji Yuanhao's face was full of unconcealable smiles, ecstatic.
His perfect body is like a treasure of the heavens and the earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. He seems to be perfect itself, unable to find any flaws, and cannot describe his perfection in words.
Regardless of men, women, young or old, seeing Ji Yuanhao's appearance would be moved by him.
This is not the natural charm of Nangong Xian'er, but the most extreme beauty in the world, just like the legendary true fairy descending to the earth, without cause and effect, and without eating the fireworks.
Ji Yuanhao squeezed his white jade fist fiercely, and he could feel the majestic power in it, as if he could punch through the sky with a random punch.
Under normal circumstances, after the monk's body is damaged, he can only rebirth with the help of another's body.
If you do that, there will inevitably be a rejection reaction between the soul and the physical body, and the realm will plummet, and it will take at least ten years to break in.
But now, Ji Yuanhao's body is perfectly integrated with himself, completely natural, and coupled with the blessing of the power of merit, it is several times more powerful than his previous body.
Ji Yuanhao had a strong hunch that if he encounters the Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord now, he doesn't need to be afraid, and he can completely rely on his flesh to crush him.
...
"Yuanhao, you finally have a body without dirt!" The ancestor Ji nodded with satisfaction.
"Ancestor, what exactly does this unsullied body mean?" Ji Yuanhao asked curiously.
"The lotus flower is a symbol of Taoism. It means that the practitioners will not be stained in the five turbid and evil worlds, and they will achieve success through experience, and they will not be stained by the silt. The sky is clear but not demon. The gods live on the lotus platform and look down on all beings! The golden lotus of merit will shape your body. Once you succeed, it will be free of dust and dirt, otherworldly, and not invaded by all evils. It will also allow you to possess many mysterious and magical powers! More importantly, as long as you have a dirt-free body, you will not breed your heart. Demon!" Ji's ancestor said solemnly.
"what?!"
Hearing the last words, Ji Yuanhao couldn't help but exclaimed.
When the martial artist has cultivated to the realm of heaven, the biggest enemy is not other people, but himself.
The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the heart demon!
If you want to become a god, you must cut off the demons.
But for thousands of years, I don't know how many people have been stuck in this level, and have been disturbed by the demons throughout their lives.
But now according to the ancestors of the Ji family, Ji Yuanhao will not have a heart demon because of the innocent body, so it is only a matter of time before he breaks into the realm of earth fairy.
How could Ji Yuanhao not get excited?
Imagine that it took him several years to break through to the realm of earth immortality, coupled with the holy path Xuanyuan sword, command the world, don't dare to refuse!
The Xuanyuan Ji clan possesses two earth immortals. What the Promise Devil Emperor is not a problem at all, it will not take long to dominate China and even conquer the entire world!
Suddenly, another person flashed in Ji Yuanhao's mind, his eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Huh! It's a pity that Ye Beichen had already died under the nuclear bomb of the United States! Otherwise, I will let it go. He knelt at his feet, looking up at my glory!"
"Yuan Hao, your journey is the whole world, why bother with a dead person?" Ji's ancestor said lightly.
"What the ancestor taught!" Ji Yuanhao nodded immediately.
No matter how much humiliation Ye Beichen had brought to him, it was finally wiped out, and his demeanor was wiped out.
...
"boom!"
At this moment, one kilometer to the east, a figure like a white rainbow pierced the sun, broke through the sky and fell outside the Taoist temple.
"Ancestor, Changhe, please!"
An energetic voice followed.
"Father is here! Could it be that he knew that I had reshaped my body, so he came to congratulate me?" Ji Yuanhao smiled.
"Come in!" Ji's ancestor said.
Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties stepped into the Taoist temple. It was Ji Changhe, the current patriarch of the Ji clan.
Ji Changhe is a burly figure, full of sky, long brows and tiger eyes, without anger and mighty, wearing a golden robe, very luxurious, showing the aura of a superior person in his gestures, obviously the generation who gives orders all the year round.
But in this Taoist temple, Ji Changhe didn't dare to put on airs at all, with a respectful face, always half bowed.
In terms of identity, the ancestor of the Ji family is considered to be his grandfather's existence.
Although Ji Yuanhao was his son, he was the first person in the Ji clan to awaken Xuanyuan's Eucharist in a thousand years, and his status in the family was much higher than him.
"Huh? Yuan Hao, have you reshaped your body?" Ji Changhe asked excitedly while looking at his son.
"Ok!"
Ji Yuanhao nodded, then turned suspiciously, and asked, "Father, didn't you know that I reshaped my body, so you came here?"
When Ji Changhe heard the words, a very complicated expression appeared on his face, shook his head, then turned to look at the ancestor of Ji family, and said: "Old ancestor, Changhe is here this time, I will report something important to you!"
"Oh? What's important?" Ji's ancestor asked.
Ji Changhe hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about how to use his words, and finally he said: "I just got news that Ye Beichen did not die under the nuclear bomb in the United States. He returned to Yanjing not long ago, and he was bold enough to kill. Long family!"
