Chapter 1672: My Picture (3)

After Yan Che became a national teacher, he began to plan the affairs of the Medicine God Valley.

He needed such an organization that would save him the time it would take to complete his ambitions.

Of course, this is a time-consuming plan.

Although the frozen age national teacher has not seen his age, if he continues like this, the people of the Stone Soul Dynasty will not only worship, but be frightened.

Therefore, the first national teacher should "die" at the right time when he is around 300 years old.

Three hundred years old is not a big deal for a Purple Spirit level powerhouse.

Because every Purple Spirit level powerhouse, relying on spiritual power, can live to be five hundred years old, and if it is properly maintained, it can live even longer.

But being stuck in such a number can make the national teacher more legendary in folk rumors. For example, his appearance that he will never age, such as the fact that every national teacher can only live for three hundred years.

The new national teachers are hand-picked by the old national teachers, and their talents and learning skills are very good, so it is logical for the national teachers to take over.

There are a total of sixteen corpses of several generations of national teachers in the freezer, plus odds, which is nearly 5,000 years old.

No matter how powerful a martial artist is, he can't live that long.

Of course, at least in terms of the vision of the national teacher, he has never seen someone who has lived for so long.

Why did he live for so many years?

Because he has a secret art.

It's not about bringing the dead back to life, the secret technique is not so powerful, it just can extend his life!

In his mind, this is another kind of eternal life!

Therefore, every three hundred years, he has to find a suitable body and be reborn in a new shell.

As for why they look similar, it is naturally because the former owners of these bodies are all his children.

But this secret technique of defying the heavens slowly exposed its flaws, its imperfections.

After all, the owner of the new body may not have as much talent as himself, and there are many people who die in the process of cultivation.

That's too risky!

Of course, in addition to being reborn through the backdoor, he can also reappear in front of the world in disguise. But once the secret art begins, how can there be any reason to quit?

The vitality of the newborn body is far from being comparable to that of a purple spirit powerhouse who has entered the twilight years!

He, like the queen, covets youth and vitality.

To a large extent, the queen is influenced by his ideas and is obsessed with this way.

Besides, he took such a big risk, not just for the sake of being young.

In addition to completing the tasks assigned by the Phoenix Lord, he also has to complete the perfect transformation of the secret arts!

So, he needs more offspring and can choose the best!

The Medicine God Valley that he organized with ulterior motives could play its role at this time and help him achieve this purpose.

Of course, those so-called miracle doctors are just experiments, and he unknowingly arranges other people to complete the process of surrogacy through the mother.

Over the years, he has countless descendants.

But in the end, the only one who can survive successfully is the one who has been successfully reborn by him, and that is the perfect body.

As for the rest, after he was reborn through the backdoor, he was brutally slaughtered!

Oh, by the way, the ones used in refining the queen's beauty potions, including the babies soaked in the glass jar, are all his children.

The transformation of the secret arts, or the cultivation to Mahayana, is to repeat the rebirth of the backdoor. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and sooner or later, he will finally reach that step, and he will not hesitate!

……

When the national teacher said this, he gently stroked the trembling queen.

"Are you scared?"

The mouth that said such gentle words, but Shicai told such a terrible story, which made the queen's hands and feet cold and shivering.

She plucked up the courage to ask: "What about our child, Yan Che, our child, Long'er, what is he, what kind of existence do you regard him as after so many years?" ”