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Yan Jiu touched his chin, "If that's the case, there's no need for me to stop." ”

Yan Jiu said and looked at Wangyuan, "According to your meaning, the further this immortal vein goes, the more difficult it is to reshape, and the monk who has experienced the Ascension Tribulation for the first time is like accepting an alternative easter egg, although the process is painful, but it is relatively easy." ”

Yan Jiu thought it thoroughly, who wouldn't want to do this kind of cheap thing in broad daylight.

"As for the monument you mentioned, don't be afraid, since I can avoid the prying eyes of the heavens in the Yunxian Realm, I can also avoid those rights and wrongs in the Upper Realm."

Yan Jiu gave Wangyuan a reassuring look, "I know that you are for my good, but the catastrophe is coming, if you don't become stronger, you can only be reduced to fish and meat." ”

Wang Yuan looked at Yan Jiu, who was talking and laughing with himself while going through the tribulation, and admired her again in his heart, and in the face of the powerful forces, he chose to slowly figure it out, and Yan Jiu chose to face the difficulties.

After the one hundred and forty-first immortal vein was formed, Yan Jiu changed his posture, after all, he was tired after sitting cross-legged for a long time.

Wangyuan also sat down not far from her.

Yan Jiu chatted with him when he had nothing to do.

"I've wanted to ask you since just now, where is the golden-armored monk who came with you? Where did you hide them? ”

"Of course they are all killed, they can still end up with a whole corpse if they die in my hands, if they wait until they go back, I am afraid that there will not even be a drop of blood left." Wang Yuan said and looked at the back of his hand, where the slave mark with "Boundary" written on it was as ugly as a scar.

Yan Jiu didn't reply, in this world of cultivating immortals, Wang Yuan adapted better than himself, but this also showed that he suffered the most.

"What should I do if I want to stop the immortal vein transformation now?"

"Block the spiritual veins that you don't want to transform with aura, and the thunder tribulation will stop," Wang Yuan said, raising his eyebrows and looking at Yan Jiu, "What, you want to stop?" ”

"Of course not," Yan Jiu replied, "I still want to know what will happen to this tribulation if I convert all of them into immortal veins?" ”

"What else? The thunder fades, the gate of heaven is wide open, and you will fly to the upper realm on the colorful auspicious clouds. ”

Yan Jiu smiled when he heard this, "Colorful auspicious clouds? Do you still have to be worthy of your outfit? No, you should be stepping on a somersault cloud. ”

When Yan Jiu mentioned the Monkey King's battle armor on his body, Wang Yuan's expression softened unusually often, "This is what Tang Jue made for me, at that time, he had just learned to forge, and it coincided with my successful advancement, so he specially forged this battle armor for me." ”

"Is it the Tang Jue who cast the heart of a thousand machines?"

Wang Yuan looked at the golden armor on his body and recalled something: "He is extremely talented in casting, but he is obsessed with the "Journey to the West" I told him......"

Yan Jiu sat there while enduring the invasion and reshaping of the thunderstorm, listening to Wangyuan's story of the past, if you remove the thunderstorm that kept rolling on their heads, the two looked more like they were drinking tea and chatting.

And in the upper realm that the two of them didn't know, on the Wangxian Tablet that was cast by the five realm lords together, a name flashed red, all the way up.

This was originally nothing unusual, in the upper realm, this kind of thing happened every day, but what made people look at it differently was that this name called Yan Jiu surpassed the hundreds of monks in front of him in the blink of an eye.

In the end, it stopped at the second place of the rookie who was promoted, and behind that name, the number of immortal veins written was - two hundred and eighteen.

For a moment, the Upper Realm was in an uproar, and the five Realm Lords all dispatched in unison, sending people to guard in front of the Ascension Heavenly Pool, waiting for this monk named Yan Jiu to arrive.

Tianyan also sent people to guard here, but unlike the other realm lords' thirst for talent, he only wanted to kill Yan Jiu to prevent future troubles.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan frowned, and on the back of his hand parasitized by the slave seal, countless roots were derived from the slave seal, and they probed into Wang Yuan's immortal veins and fiercely absorbed the immortal qi contained in his body.

The green tendons on the back of Wangyuan's hands were bulging, and there was even more cold sweat on his forehead, and he was stolen by a foreign object to steal the power of the immortal spirit, this kind of pain was really unimaginable to outsiders.

"What's wrong with you!"

"It's okay, it's the heavens that are warning me."

Sure enough, the slave seal only lasted for a moment, and then it faded quietly, and Wangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had picked up a life from death.

Another thunderstorm entered the body, I don't know if it was Yan Jiu's illusion, this thunderstorm was much thicker than the previous thunderstorm, and part of the thunderstorm this time was scattered into the immortal veins that had been shaped, and the other part continued to transform the spiritual veins.

Could it be that this is to consolidate his immortal vein?

Yan Jiu thought about it and told him about it.

"You said that the thunderstorm reshaped your immortal veins again?"

"It looks like this," Yan Jiu said and looked at his body, the thunder always chooses the spiritual vein reshaping independently, and the immortal vein in his body is like a bird's nest being built, messy, and contains some laws.

Yan Jiu couldn't help but ask again, "I see that the immortal vein in your body is like a spider web, is that your own intentional molding, or is it the independent transformation of the Heavenly Tribulation?" ”

Who knew that Wangyuan was a little surprised when he heard this, "Can you see the immortal veins in my body?" ”

"What's weird?"

"As far as I know, except for some special races, even the realm lord can't see the immortal veins in the monk's body."

Wang Yuan said solemnly: "You can see the immortal vein, you must not tell others." ”

Yan Jiu nodded, sometimes if you know too much, it may not end well.

Yan Jiu looked at the thunder tribulation falling above his head again, this time it was still one, but it became two fingers thick.

"Wangyuan, you said that before the gods fell, did this Ascension Tribulation need to be fully experienced?" Yan Jiu looked at his immortal vein, which had become stronger and thicker under the consolidation of the Heavenly Tribulation, and asked.

"At least that's what I think."

"Perhaps," Wang Yuan replied, "Most of the current Heavenly Realms are like me, some immortal veins are shaped by the Ascension Heavenly Tribulation, and then other immortal veins are shaped by the subsequent Heavenly Tribulation, and this is the first time I've seen a monk like you." ”

Yan Jiu smiled, "Actually, in addition to being a little painful, there doesn't seem to be anything special about a heavenly tribulation like this, why did you only shape more than eighty in the first place?" ”

Hearing Yan Jiu ask like this, Wang Yuan's expression rarely condensed.

Yan Jiu replied apologetically: "Shouldn't I ask like this?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I was interrupted when I went through the Ascension Tribulation."

"Can the Ascension Tribulation be interrupted?"

"Of course you can, after the tribulation senses that your spiritual veins are blocked by the aura, he will retreat by himself, if someone blocks the spiritual power on your body at this time, the calamity will naturally fade."

"As soon as the catastrophe retreats, the gate of heaven is wide open, and the light of connection will forcibly take you away from your place, even if you want to take revenge, there is no way to do it."

"Is it your enemy?"

Wang Yuan sneered when he heard this, "Before that, he was my best friend, and after that, I fought with him endlessly......"