The extreme pain of his divine consciousness being devoured made Zhang Tianjiu feel as if his body and soul were being stripped away little by little, and every part of his body was losing control.

What's even more terrifying is that with the invasion of Wei Wuya's divine soul, his memories are also like porcelain that has fallen to the ground, becoming fragmented, and he can no longer put it back together completely.

"Call, call, this kind of taste of being taken away, I am afraid you can enjoy it once in your life, enjoy your last brief moment in this world, and from then on, this body will be completely owned by the old man. ”

With Wei Wuya's smug laughter, the painful roar in Zhang Tianjiu's throat gradually lowered, and the extremely unwilling look of struggle in his eyes also became dim.

Swish!

A flash of white light.

Wei Wuya's entire body finally completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the illusion of the mountain peaks that had been created before was gone, and the surrounding environment became a boxy, icy burial chamber with a conspicuous copper coffin in it.

Zhang Tianjiu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gradually stopped trembling, and his breathing became long and long.

The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and two dazzling essences flashed away, illuminating the tomb as if it were day.

Zhang Tianjiu stood up, his hands were lightly clenched into fists, and the bones in his whole body made a crunching sound.

"With this new body, the old man will definitely be able to go further in the future!"

Wei Wuya, who occupied his body, nodded with great satisfaction and muttered to himself.

Now that the Soul Transfer Dafa has been successfully completed, he has been reborn and has enough time to impact a higher realm, even the Saint King, who didn't even dare to think about it before, now doesn't seem to be an unattainable luxury.

Everything was perfect, the only thing that made Wei Wuya feel a little strange was that this bald little mage was actually not a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, but an inner sect elder of the Black Tiger Sect.

Could it be that the Heavenly Spirit Sect has fallen to this extent now?

In his own sect, he couldn't even get together a thousand young disciples in the mage realm.

During the trial, a disciple of the outer sect appeared for the first time, and although this matter seemed a little unreasonable, Wei Wuya was only slightly surprised, and decided not to pay attention to this trivial matter that had nothing to do with the overall situation.

Because the next moment, he discovered something more serious and tragic.

This newly occupied body actually has no spiritual veins!

"How could this be! This junior's divine sense is obviously a mage cultivation realm, but there is no spiritual vein in his body, how did he cultivate before?"

Wei Wuya couldn't laugh anymore, his brows furrowed, and he paced back and forth with his fists clenched.

Even as a saint, he had lived for thousands of years, he had never seen such a strange thing, and the excitement of winning the house just now was suddenly dispersed.

If you can't exhale the aura of heaven and earth for cultivation, then no matter how powerful this body is, what's the use, it's a useless waste after all.

The worst thing is that even if Wei Wuya plans to wait for him to go out and find another suitable body to regain it, it has become an impossible thing.

His current divine soul is incomplete, devouring Lu Yuan's divine sense, and it is only a trivial supplement for the saint, and if he wants to return to the state of being able to take it for the second time, he must go through at least a year of cultivation.

However, although this body can hold a little spiritual energy, it actually has no spiritual veins, and it is impossible to cultivate any advanced exercises at all.

Wei Wuya suddenly found that he seemed to be in a big pit of dilemma.

What's even more weird is that he carefully flipped through Lu Yuan's remaining memories just now, and found that this guy actually had a spiritual vein before, and he also cultivated to the mage realm smoothly, until he was sent by the Black Tiger Sect to a place called what kind of scientific and technological civilization to conquer a group of ants, and everything changed after he came back.

As for how this spiritual vein disappeared, there was no clue in Lu Yuan's memory.

"Could it be that there is a master behind the scenes who secretly manipulated this junior?"

Wei Wuya thought about it and felt that only this possibility was the greatest, even the only one.

The cultivation world is as strong as a cloud, if the realm reaches the level of the gods, it has all kinds of incredible powers to change the sky, and if you want to seal a monk's spiritual veins and erase its memory, it should be just a matter of raising your hands.

But Wei Wuya couldn't figure it out, if what he guessed was true, how could those high-ranking Heavenly God powerhouses make a big deal about a mere mage?

"Hmph, what if you don't have a spiritual vein, with the old man's ability, you may not be able to create another one. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Wuya waved his hand in distraught, and decided that he would not pursue those illusory thoughts at all, it was better to do some practical actions.

Recreating spiritual veins in the body is tantamount to a fool's dream for ordinary monks.

But Wei Wuya, as a great sage powerhouse, and a second-generation ancestor of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, was naturally far from being comparable to ordinary monks, and of course he would not watch his cultivation path being blocked.

But all of this had to be done before leaving this separate space.

The outside world is no better than this cage, a waste that has an empty saint realm, but can't exert any mana, and now runs out, facing the dangerous Xiuzhen world everywhere, it is no different from a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

The evolution of all things in the world is inseparable from the mutual growth and restraint of the five elements.

Even the five elements, including all kinds of exercises, are the root of all practice.

Wei Wuya's idea was very simple, that is, to use the supreme means of the saint to reopen a five-element spiritual vein in this body and regenerate it.

With a casual wipe of his hand, he opened the storage bracelet that originally belonged to Lu Yuan, and after Wei Wuya glanced at it, he snorted coldly and withdrew from his divine sense, not interested in taking a second look.

In addition to dozens of ordinary medium-grade source stones, the rest were some garbage low-grade magic weapons and pills, which were of no use for reshaping the spiritual veins, how could he look at it.

Striding straight to the bronze coffin, Wei Wuya flipped over with one hand and easily lifted off the coffin board, revealing the white bones of his own inside.

On the index finger of Bai Bone's right hand, he wears a jet-black storage ring.

Wei Wuya leaned down to take off the storage ring, put it on his finger, and then sat down cross-legged.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Wuya took a long breath, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood.

As soon as this mouthful of essence blood reached mid-air, it immediately scattered and turned into a blood-colored silkworm chrysalis-like shell, firmly encasing his body in it.

Among the five internal organs, the heart is on fire......

Wei Wuya muttered to himself, his right hand suddenly raised high, and with a flick of his fingers, a faint golden flame jumped out and floated in midair.

The temperature of the entire underground palace suddenly rose dozens of times, and even the copper coffin seemed to have signs of melting.

"This ray of scorching sun glazed fire, the old man has not been useful since he obtained it back then, but he didn't expect it to help a lot today. ”

Wei Wuya's hand was like lightning, and his two fingers quickly caught the flame and pressed it his heart without hesitation.

Rumble!

The entire body seemed to burn from the inside in an instant, and a faint burst of red light came out.

Wei Wuya's gaze froze, and his hands quickly pinched, suppressing the fire with the power of the powerful saint soul.

At this moment, it can be clearly seen that the heart of his body, like a sharp sword being reforged in the flames, is undergoing an incredible transformation.

A dragon-like spiritual vein meandered with the violent beating of the heart, gradually extending.

Wei Wuya's right hand didn't stop, and he waved it upwards again.

A small golden sword immediately shot out of the storage ring, hanging above his head with a clang.

"This dragon slaying flying sword is forged by the old man with the golden iron stone outside the sky, plus the blood of the Eastern Dragon Clan, and the souls who died under his sword, there are no less than 10,000 people, and it must be more suitable to use it to reshape the golden vein today......"

Now that he had already started, Wei Wuya naturally would not hesitate for the slightest.

He took off the dragon slaying flying sword, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

As soon as the golden flying sword was swallowed, a sword aura that was sharp to the extreme burst out in an instant, wandering around the body and piercing, as if it was about to cut this body into pieces.

Wei Wuya snorted, and slapped his backhand heavily on his body, instantly dispersing this sword qi and turning it into a wisp of divine golden aura, which merged into the position of his lungs.

At this moment, a cold and sharp strange coercion immediately erupted from him, and if an ordinary monk stood in front of him at this moment, he was afraid that he would look at him with a sword intent, and he would be in a different place.

In Wei Wuya's lungs, a thin golden thread could be faintly seen, fused with his flesh and blood like a hair, and finally converged in one place, forming a thin golden vein.

The meridians born from the lungs and the spiritual veins above the heart are intersected and connected together to form a cycle.

Wei Wuya nodded secretly, a satisfied look on his face again.

This new body, except for the spirit veins being sealed, was extremely powerful in other aspects, continuously fusing the two origin breaths of gold and fire, and it did not collapse on the spot.

"The kidneys belong to water, and it's the next time it's the turn of Xuanyin Heavy Water to appear. ”

Wei Wuya didn't just care about being complacent, he took out a small jade bottle from the storage ring again, and cautiously dripped a strange drop of black water into his mouth.

The heavy water entered his throat, and the whole ground seemed to shake, especially where his feet were standing, which sank deeper than half a foot deep.

Wei Wuya didn't dare to slack off for a moment, and used his divine sense with all his strength to absorb it, integrating it into the kidney part little by little.

After half a burnt incense, Wei Wuya breathed a long sigh of relief.

The third spiritual vein, the water vein, is condensed and formed!

From then on, even if he didn't use the slightest spiritual power, he could burst out with a thousand powers, and he was truly as immobile as a mountain.