Rebirth of the Great Desolate Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 375

No matter the time in the depths of the chaos, nor how long it has passed, the Qiankun Pagoda, which was placed on the table and absorbing the chaotic energy after being smoothed by the chaotic formation, suddenly made a low humming sound, and in the tower The surroundings of the body are also full of chaos, but it doesn't get into the tower like just now, but surrounds the Qiankun Pagoda. It seems that the Qiankun Pagoda has been filled with the chaos.

Hearing the movement of Qiankun Pagoda, Zilian slowly opened her eyes. In those eyes full of wisdom, there was no waves, no ripples, no sadness or joy. It seemed that everything was useless in his eyes. People couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts when they saw it, Zilian shook her head slightly, then she showed a smile, and muttered to herself: "I didn't expect that at this time, I would actually be little again. I made a breakthrough. It seems that I chose the right path. Only by resurrecting Pangu can I get rid of my worries and climb up to the supreme existence in the legend. However, my grasp of resurrecting Pangu this time is bigger."

Zilian stood up calmly, and with a wave of her hand, the Hongmeng Sword flew into his hand, looking at the treasure in her hand, Zilian said to herself: "Old friend, this time we have to do our best." What's more, for a chaotic spiritual treasure like the Hongmeng Sword in Zilian's hand, there was a slight vibration in the sword body, as if responding to Zilian's words, Zilian stretched out her left hand and pointed at the tower of Qiankun Pagoda, and gave a soft drink : "If you don't come out, when will you wait?"

Inspired by the purple lotus, the Qiankun Pagoda gradually flew up, the door of the nine-storey pagoda opened, and all the chaotic air that had just been absorbed quickly came out again, but after flying out, the chaotic air did not disperse in all directions. Instead, it was covered in a small place by the halo emitted by the Hongmeng Sword. Gradually, more and more chaos gas gathered, and a little bit changed from a gaseous state to a liquid, one drop, two drops, three drops, and these were formed by the chaos. The water droplets formed by the gas also slowly merged until they formed a large water ball. Zilian looked at all this with a solemn expression until all the chaotic air was transformed into the last bit of chaotic liquid. Zilian's eyes As soon as it was lit, the Hongmeng sword in his right hand was shaken, and the halo emitted by the Hongmeng sword changed again, compressing the liquid little by little, and the halo slowly changed into the shape of a person. The confining cloud of chaotic liquid also immediately turned into a water man about ten feet tall.

With the continuous compression of the halo, the water figure is also continuously shortened, from ten feet at the beginning to eight feet, seven feet, six feet.It stopped until it was compressed to three feet. No matter how hard Halo tried, the water man remained motionless. Zilian had reached the limit until this point, and only then did Zilian show a smile on her serious face. With a wave of the jade bottle on the table, the twelve drops of ancestral witch's blood in the jade bottle flew out, and after turning around Zilian's head, she seemed to have found something good and threw herself directly into it. Among the water people, the originally gray water people changed color the moment the twelve drops of ancestral witch's blood entered the body, turning blood red, but there was no bloody smell, but a burst of fragrance. The taste makes people want to take a bite.

As the water man fused twelve drops of ancestral witch's blood, the water man who had not moved at all just now was shrinking rapidly, and did not stop until he became two feet tall, and at this time Nayu The body made of blood and water became more and more condensed, and even the five sense organs were clear and abnormal, but the appearance at this time was really unflattering, like a person whose skin was pulled out by torture, and the flesh on his body was still growing. The squirming is as evil as it can be.

Only then did Zilian stop, and let out a long sigh of relief. This first step was considered complete. Zilian carefully looked at the water figure in front of her, and changed some imperfections. At that time, Zilian didn't look like a high-ranking saint at all. Instead, she looked like a master sculptor who was concentrating on carving her own works carefully and seriously.

After everything was satisfied, Zilian stopped her hands, and scanned the inside of the water man again, and found that the twelve drops of ancestral witch blood had been perfectly fused with the liquid of chaos. At this time, Zilian Only then nodded, put down the Hongmeng Sword in his hand, waved his hand to hold the spine bone in his hand, and slapped the water man to hit the spine bone into the water man's body near the middle of the back.

Zilian frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up and her hands changed at the same time, one after another purple mysterious imprints flew into the spine of Shuiren's body. A complete spine has been grown, and Zilian has been imprinting tens of thousands of marks in the water man before giving up. Looking at the inside of the water man, there are internal organs, brains, bones, and meridians. Both the appearance and the inside are a real person, except that everything except the spine is made of water. After confirming that everything is correct, Zilian pinched another seal with both hands, and channeled all her mana. Looking at the water man with bright eyes, he drank a lot: "Ning!" As the voice fell to the ground, a bright purple light flew out of Zilian's handprint, and directly printed on the water man.

When this purple light was just printed on the water man, the water man seemed to have been stimulated by something, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and his feet were rapidly condensed into a real body. In the blink of an eye, a fresh A living body has appeared in front of Zilian's eyes. With a height of Zhang Er, closed eyes, and explosive muscles, it looks like a person who is sleeping, but there is an unrestrained destructive aura coming from him. But it cannot be underestimated.Zilian gasped for a few quick breaths. Although the actions just now did not cost much mana, the consumption of mind and spirit was immeasurable. fail.

In fact, Zilian doesn't need to use such a laborious method to condense Pangu's body, she only needs to revive his soul and throw him into the six realms of reincarnation. Not to mention how many lifetimes it takes to completely complete the soul, every life before the completion of the soul will be a stupid person, and in the future it may not be possible to cultivate a positive fruit with a fairy fate, at most it will be cultivated to the point of Da Luo Jinxian, I think It is difficult to become a quasi-sage, let alone a saint, the way of heaven will never allow it, and will send a lot of life and death tribulations to hinder him from cultivating the Tao.

(End of this chapter)