Watching the spiritual power value soar all the way, Wu Yi suddenly woke up to the fact that if the promotion condensate would inevitably be accompanied by Yi Jin's marrow washing, it would be difficult to explain if the stinky mud frightened Qingfeng.

In addition, there is also a brainless idea of pretending to be forced, counting Wu Yi II as a person, his height does not exceed one meter seventy-five, and he stands with the blonde beauty Yun Na, a head shorter than her.

Although the bone shrinking technique in the cultivation realm can change height, body shape and appearance, it cannot be changed at the genetic level, so there is a market for height enhancement pills, beauty pills, and beauty pills. Moreover, in the cultivation realm, the monk advocates the self, the heart, and itself, what the solid form looks like when the condensation is condensed, and what kind of image is maintained for life, and the monk's use of bone reduction to change his appearance is a manifestation of unconfidence, and it is also very taboo in the cultivation realm, and it is easy to be recognized by the high-level monks.

The spiritual power value in the body is still rising, and it is already close to the promotion threshold of 1,200 spiritual value.

Wu Yi searched the scanner's database, but did not find any exercises to change height and body shape at the genetic level.

In desperation, he used his surging divine sense, wrapped the pituitary gland in his mind, and stabbed it twice roughly. In an instant, the pituitary gland stimulated a large number of mysterious glands in various parts of the body, the muscles and bones trembled, the closed epiphyseal line reopened, and the bones in the body grew rapidly at a rate of one centimeter per breath.

It wasn't until his height exceeded 1.85 meters that Wu Yi controlled the abnormal movement of his muscles, bones and skin, and then the epiphyseal line closed, and his height stabilized at about 1.88 meters.

Wu Yi was overjoyed, and finally didn't have to wear heightened insoles.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the body was finally transformed into a liquid state, the spiritual power value was also stabilized at about 1,300 spiritual degrees, the marrow washing had been completed, the physical body, spiritual power and divine consciousness came to the same running line, forming a stable balance and circulation, and the surging spiritual power finally found an outlet for catharsis, and all of them slammed into the dopamine glands in the brain.

It seems that when a "click" is heard, the dopamine body ruptures, and a large number of dopamine glands penetrate deep into the meridians, muscles, skin, blood vessels, and bones of the whole body, comprehensively nourishing the body, the second genetic code is unlocked, and the road of evolution is extended again.

There is no place in the body that is not connected, there is no place in the spiritual consciousness that is not ironed, fluttering, smoky, no wonder that the ascetic is in retreat for more than ten years, this kind of happiness of breaking through the realm is indeed incomparable, irresistible.

Jumping into the small stream with abundant spiritual energy and washing it cleanly, he took out a set of neat and tidy robes from the storage bag and put them on, and the whole process did not exceed half a pillar of incense.

Stepping on the jade plate again, Qingfeng did not find anything unusual, and it was normal for the monk to change his height as he wished. That is to say, Wu Yi has an inferiority complex and spends a lot of effort to increase his height, and many of the senior powerful monks are as tall as children for life, but they are more respected.

The jade plate flew for about an hour, and thousands of miles had passed, so it can be seen that the Wuji Sect occupies a vast area. The main peak of the Dantang vein, --- Huoyan Peak, is already in sight, and above the mountain peak in the distance, a wisp of green smoke curls up to the clouds, adding a trace of fireworks to this fairyland on earth.

Huoyan Peak was above a leyline fire, and the core disciples of the Dantang were basically gathered at this peak to cultivate.

The smelting of the leyline fire is of great benefit to the growth and control skills of the alchemy spiritual fire.

Approaching the main peak of Huoyan Peak, a young man flew in the void, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin appearance, a smart face, and a pair of small single eyelid eyes that were flexible, just the kind of bad boy image with a turn of eyes and a bad idea.

The bad boy stepped on a skateboard-like magic weapon, and with a light turn like a milk swallow in the void, he collided head-on with the jade card where the two were standing, frightening Qingfeng and hurriedly avoided it, and waited until the moment when the skateboard collided with the jade plate, the skateboard was slightly warped, and there was a dislocation flight stunt show.

The breeze was so frightened that he screamed, and the bad boy also screamed at the same time, and for a while, the Xianjia Cave Mansion was full of black smoke and miasma, and ghosts cried wolves.

Qingfeng's screams were probably mostly faked, looking at his reminder of squeezing his eyebrows, Wu Yi knew that this little ancestor was a big man who could not be offended, and hurriedly cooperated with Qingfeng's acting skills, the cry was so miserable, just like an orphan girl being violently attacked by a bearded man in the middle of the night!

The bad boy had a good time, the skateboard trembled, snapped his fingers in his right hand, and stopped in the air above the jade plate, and his voice that had just changed his voice was still a little immature, "Listen to Yu Yaozi, you brought a gift to grandpa, what kind of good things?

This must be the precious grandson of the owner of Danfeng, and the one who hurts the most.

In order to brush up on the sense of existence and deepen the impression in front of this young master, Wu Yi hurriedly replied, "There will be no mystery when you look at it first, in this way, I bet that your grandfather will definitely transfer this gift to you, it can make you fly higher, faster, and cooler!"

The bad boy turned his head to stare at Wu Yi, and said with a slight surprise, "So confident? It's kind of interesting... With a hula, the skateboard flew up several feet high, and a childish voice came in mid-air, "Say big things to see the master, I will fix you, if you really want me to fly well, I will cover you in the future!"

The aftermath lingered, and the figure disappeared.

Qingfeng shuddered and looked at Wu Yi with sympathetic eyes.

Wu Yi didn't panic, he still had this point, in view of the anti-heaven effect of the Gu Ling Pill, the bad boy would definitely cultivate to a higher level, and of course he would fly higher and cooler. Unless this Fang Zhihua is not Guangcheng Zhenren's favorite grandson, the elixir will not be given to him.

The flying jade plate landed on a small square in front of the living room, Yu Yaozi had been waiting here for a long time, and he pulled the strings from it, a broken magic weapon was of course the main reason, and there was also a reason for a little incense with the Mo family.

Wu Yi was still very grateful to him in his heart, a monk in the Qi Induction Period asked to see the high-ranking Jindan Zhenren, just like an ordinary farmer to meet the emperor, without that trace of incense, a broken magic weapon would not be of much use.

Yu Yaozi gave Wu Yi a stern warning look, and Wu Yi understood it in his heart and took it deeply.

Led him to the living room, led him to the center of the hall and stood still, and said three words, "Wait." Then he looked at his nose and his nose and his heart, like an old monk who was in a fixed state and did not say a word.

It's really a treasure of words!

Yu Yaozi's predecessors have probably cultivated seven or eight layers of condensate, and their faces are youthful, and they are obviously successful in cultivation and have a bright future. Could it be that people with high cultivation are so silent and speechless, so how should they communicate with the vast Guangcheng real person later, Wu Yi muttered to himself.

And so on for another four or five hours.

In the middle, a beautiful maid brought all kinds of delicate pastries and a few side dishes to Wu Yi to eat, and the etiquette was extremely thoughtful, which also showed that Guangcheng Zhenren was a monk with a lot of interest in life.

An elegant sound echoed in his ears, and the immovable Yu Yaozi moved in response to the sound like a clockwork pendulum clock, his eyes opened, and his eyes shone brightly. He bowed down respectfully and bowed deeply, and said, "Welcome Master!"