The so-called planning is in the sky, and Zhanbai's preparation for this painting is not sufficient, and even the essence is used, but in fact, the accident still happened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike the slow and long smelting, the transformation can be said to be achieved overnight.

Amber is liquid, liquid is invisible, and it can also be transformed into ten thousand shapes, under the command of the demon heart, relying on sufficient demon power, it is not difficult to transform into a human appearance.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Amber already had the outline of a person, and then, the outline became clearer and clearer, with internal knots and internal organs, external condensation of facial features and limbs, and soon, a vivid and vivid exhibition like an ice sculpture was presented.

The next step is to give all the organs their responsibilities.

A ray of light shines into the eye, and so, I have vision.

A hint of wind blows through the skin, and as a result, it has a sense of touch.

Sense of smell, taste...... Recover.

The heart begins to beat, producing blood, which crystallizes to form bones......

Little by little, it is as if the branches of the tree that have been put down several times faster have sprouted, exuding the magic of life formation.

In an hour's time, except for the whole body is still transparent like ice crystals, everything is almost the same as the original Zhanbai.

At this time, Zhanbai's soul had moved out of the demon's heart and re-entered the brain, directing the body to move slightly a few times, feeling the novelty brought by the new body.

Yes, although he couldn't really discover the extraordinariness of this body because he was missing the last step, but just like that, he could clearly feel that this body was lighter and more vibrant than before the second painting.

So, let's take this final step.

Zhanbai gave this last step an image name, called coloring.

Everything he had done before was more like sketching, drawing the most perfect lines, and with these lines, the so-called coloring was naturally the least difficult thing for him to do.

But what Zhanbai didn't expect was that it was the most undifficult step, but an accident happened.

The materials used for coloring are those herbs and ores that are a little more ordinary.

After the obsidian is smelted, it can be put the finishing touch.

Red diamonds are smelted and can be stained with blood.

The herbal liquid of Royal Nine-Leaf Lavender is yellow and white with a hint of dark red, which is naturally the best choice for washing and dyeing the skin.

……

Zhanbai in his heart, he corresponded to the dyes to be used in all parts of his body, and after finding that there was nothing missing, he began to dye.

Finishing touch...... Bloodstained ...... Painted Skin......

"That's it...... No, what's going on, how can this be? "The joy of victory has not yet bloomed, and Zhan Bai's freshly dyed face turns pale.

The dyeing was successful, but he found it difficult to accept the results.

His newly refined body was aging rapidly.

With just one sentence, the delicate skin was already wrinkled, and even covered with age spots, and the jet-black hair turned into the color of flying snow.

Such a result made Zhanbai frightened inexplicably.

Could this be the result of his painstaking efforts and enduring such inhuman suffering?

The old man on the side was also very surprised by this result, seeing that Zhanbai was showing signs of collapse, he knew that he had to do something at this time.

"Calm down, posterity, don't get excited, let the old man see what's going on?"

The old man's voice was gentle and calm, calming Zhanbai's mood slightly.

I saw that the old man stretched out his withered right hand and pressed it on Zhanbai's head, and a gentle demonic power was slowly injected, flowing through all parts of Zhanbai's body through the meridians.

After a long time, the old man lowered his palm in Zhanbai's expectant eyes.

The current Zhanbai is already in the last years, much older than the old man.

"Sure enough, something went wrong, it's the jade in the stone." The old man sighed.

"Jade in the Stone?! How can this be, I have paid for Tong Zi Yuanyang, even if I don't get a good result, at least this kind of disaster shouldn't happen. Zhan Bai roared.

"The reason is precisely that Yuan Yang, don't you know that you are no longer a child?" The old man's expression became extremely solemn.

"Impossible." Zhan Bai screamed without even thinking about it.

In this life, when he has memories, he is only a few years old, and then ten years of frustration and tempering, in the past few years after he came out, although every day is not vivid, but he also clearly knows that he has never experienced the affairs of men and women.

Even that time, at the last moment, he died without a problem because of his own sword qi.

"But in fact, there is indeed no essence in your Yuan Yang. After spraying it on the jade in the stone, not only did it not develop in a good direction, but it had a counterproductive effect...... In the end, a very special constitution was formed. The old man said flatly.

"Special physique, just the physique of an old man with half of his body in the ground?" Zhan Bai laughed angrily.

"It's not old, it's weak, it's extremely weak. The reason why it has aged so much is because of the Hongmeng aura around it. As the old man spoke, he waved his hand, and the Hongmeng Qi that had originally permeated the surroundings disappeared completely, and was instead occupied by the Xuanhuang Qi.

Sure enough, under the changes in the environment, Zhanbai clearly felt that his body was recovering to life, and his old and dull skin gradually had a hint of luster.

"After all, painting skin is to be able to cultivate, but now your weak body can't stand the slightest 'wind cold'. Xuanhuang Qi has a mild temperament, and it has no effect on you, but Hongmeng's Qi is different, it is too violent. The old man's explanation made Zhanbai's expression more and more gloomy.

Although it seems that he will not die of old age suddenly, this result is really unacceptable.

The purpose of painting the skin is to be able to make yourself a double cultivator of the demons and demons, and switch between each other at a high speed to obtain stronger combat power.

But what about the current situation?

The weak body, this special physique, how can you look at it is much worse than the medicine jar in the mortal world, how can you cultivate in the future?

Jade in the stone? High stake?

Zhanbai originally thought that with his own heart, whether he won or lost, he could laugh at the situation. It wasn't until now, when he faced reality, that he realized that he really, really, overestimated himself.

Every time you paint the skin, it means starting over, that is to say, Zhanbai's current Xuan Xiu cultivation is cleared again, returning to the level where the foundation has just been laid.

If the painting is successful, this is not difficult for Zhan Bai at all, with the Xuanjing Stone he has now, he can make up for his cultivation in a very short period of time, or even go one step further, and break through to the realm of Taishi.

But in this world, there are no ifs. There are regrets, but there is no medicine to treat them.

"In the future, the matter has come to this, what are your plans for the future?" Seeing Zhanbai's depression, the old man did not leave, but found a place to dry up and sat down.

"What else can I plan, this special physique has already ruined my chance to finally advance to the primeval realm. If you don't get too old, you can't paint the skin three times. Although I have never accepted my fate, but now, what else can I do except break the jar? Zhan Bai said excitedly.

The cruel reality makes all ambitions go with the wind.

"Actually...... This situation of yours has not been encountered by no one before. The old man hesitated, but finally spoke.

"Seniors don't have to comfort me." Zhan Bai shook his head and said in disbelief.

"Hou Sheng, you listen to the old man first. Your situation is so special that naturally there is no one who is exactly like you, but there are similarities. The old man said patiently.

"Oh, then the senior might as well tell me this story." Zhan Bai didn't want to brush off the old man's kindness, so he could only force a smile on his face.

Tale?

The old man shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that this descendant still doesn't believe it. It's okay, though, as long as you're willing to listen.

"It was a relatively wealthy family of ordinary people, and for the outsider who was nearly sixty years old, it was undoubtedly a great joy to pay tribute to his ancestors. However, it is a pity that the newborn baby has been weak and sickly since it was an infant. At the age of five, he could not walk, at the age of seven, he could not speak, and if the weather changed slightly, he would become ill, and for this reason he almost lost his family fortune. In the end, when he was eight years old, in order to treat him, the old man who was already surrounded by four walls of his family tearfully abandoned him outside the door of a Taoist temple. The old man recounted, his face full of remembrance, "Do you know the final fate of this child?" ”

The old man suddenly asked Xiang Zhanbai.

Perhaps it was sympathy, Zhan Bai had already been moved by the old man's story, and after listening to it, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Aren't you wondering, why can the old man see at a glance that you have an extremely special weak physique?" The old man answered the question.

"Senior, do you know that kid?" Zhan Bai was shocked, of course, he would not be stupid enough to associate the old man in front of him with the child, after all, one person and one demon, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to hit eight poles together.

"Know, he is the most proud disciple of Lao Yu in his life. As for his current achievements, please let the old man sell it, haha. Having said all this, do you hear the meaning of decay? The old man rarely showed a naughty color, and looked at Zhanbai playfully.

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship."