"Second Turn-Immortal Golden Body Execution?"

Suddenly, Ling Xiaoye said this sentence slowly, he opened his eyes, looked at the top of the hundred-fold gourd, and fell into deep thought.

The first turn of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Spirit Technique can allow him to cultivate such a small vein eye against the sky, which is worthy of being a god-level exercise.

But this second turn, according to Ling Xiaoye's understanding, is too shabby!

The whole article is to teach Ling Xiaoye how to refine his body and build his body into a strong existence.

However, Ling Xiaoye's current physical body can completely withstand the blows of the late stage of the Illusion God Realm, and even the early stage of the Spirit Mirror, which is also the result of his hard training, and it has also been verified.

Now, having to refine the body refining spell again may be a bit of a waste of time for Ling Xiaoye.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Xiaoye sighed and said, "Anyway, there are still more than four hundred days, so let's re-polish my body!"

Subsequently, Ling Xiaoye devoted his mind to the cultivation of the Immortal Golden Body.

Time passed little by little, and eighty days passed in a flash.

In this hundred-fold gourd, he has spent five hundred and eighty days.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoye felt extremely struggling, because this Immortal Golden Body Determination actually had nine levels! Now he had spent eighty days, and he hadn't even cultivated the first layer well.

The first layer, similar to ordinary body refining spells, requires constant movement, tempering one's own ** and bones, as well as meridians, in order to achieve the effect of being as hard as iron.

But eighty days of cultivation almost made Ling Xiaoye give up this kind of exercise that made slow progress and low results.

It's just that when I think of this Nine Turns Heavenly Spirit Technique, I can only practice the exercises of the previous turn to the Dacheng realm, and then I can continue to cultivate the exercises of the next turn.

With such a speechless request, Ling Xiaoye could only accept his fate.

Of course, since he had cultivated, even if he had complaints, he couldn't really give up.

After all, this is a god-level exercise!

After thinking about it, Ling Xiaoye finally calmed down and cultivated this immortal golden body well.

The white horse flies by, and time flies.

Ling Xiaoye spent another six hundred and eighty days in this hundred-fold gourd.

In the real world, it's only been thirty-four days.

But at this time, Ling Xiaoye finally succeeded in cultivating the first layer of the Immortal Golden Body.

It took almost half a year of hard training before he thoroughly ate this layer and practiced it well.

As soon as Ling Xiaoye cast the first layer of immortal golden body, a layer of extremely dim golden light appeared on the surface of his body, like the light of the stone beads of the Enlightenment.

However, Ling Xiaoye was completely sure that this kind of golden light was not moved by the stone beads of the Enlightenment.

"Oh, I see, it turns out that this immortal golden body just wants to make the body as hard as the World Tree!"

Ling Xiaoye muttered to himself, he seemed to understand the cultivation intention of this immortal golden body.

After calming down, Ling Xiaoye still continued to attack and cultivate, and the second layer of the immortal golden body was destroyed.

Nine hundred days have passed.

The clothes on Ling Xiaoye's body had already become dull, his head had grown a little longer unconsciously, and even under his nose, a thin beard had grown.

For almost two and a half years, the first half of Ling Xiaoye was the first turn of the crazy cultivation of the Nine Turns Heavenly Spirit Technique, as well as revisiting his exercises, and the second half was indulging in the cultivation of the second turn.

He opened his eyes and stood up: "It's almost time, it's time to go back." ”

So he recited the mantra to control the hundred-fold gourd, opened it, and flew out.

Then, he put away the hundred-fold gourd and put it back into the Sumeru ring.

Finally, head to the magical meadows of the Netherworld.

The last time he came here, he could only walk three hundred steps like this.

This time, Ling Xiaoye wanted to see how many steps he could take.

He took a step, and on this meadow of twisted power, he walked like a fly, and the first hundred steps were completely on the strength of his own flesh.

When he reached two hundred steps, he felt a little strained, but he could still move forward with his physical body alone.

When he reached two hundred and fifty steps, the power on the grass suddenly intensified, forcing Ling Xiaoye to run various exercises, guide his strength, and continue walking.

After walking three hundred steps, Ling Xiaoye felt a little relaxed.

So, he took his left foot again and continued walking.

However, after three hundred steps, Ling Xiaoye clearly felt that that invisible force was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't wait to pull him to the ground.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye would not be afraid of this obstacle now.

Anyway, with so much strength in his body, Ling Xiaoye was able to continue walking with just one of them.

Three hundred and twenty-one, three hundred and twenty-five, three hundred and thirty steps......

Until the end, Ling Xiaoye walked three hundred and fifty steps.

In fact, he still has the confidence to go down.

However, the steps he took made him feel that it was difficult to move forward.

"It's okay to break through, but there is a feeling that it's a thorny road, and it's hard. ”

It's not that Ling Xiaoye is afraid, but he feels that this gap is too big, so he has to stop temporarily.

"Further down, it should be the realm of the Realm of the Realm!"

When he turned around, Ling Xiaoye sighed.

Walking back, the more you go, the easier it gets.

Ling Xiaoye divided five by two and walked out of the grass.

Leaving the Realm of the Underworld, the sound transmission device was like dust, and Ling Xiaoye soon arrived at the entrance and exit of the Treasure Hall.

"No one came to me during this time, right?"

Before leaving, Ling Xiaoye still asked.

"No, new owner, rest assured. ”

The machine spirit Ruochen replied truthfully, and at the end, it also said: "Your breath is infinitely close to the Illusory God Realm. However, the old man has a question, why haven't you broken through?"

"Breakthrough?"

After Ling Xiaoye heard this, he was stunned for a moment, in the past nine hundred days, he was basically in cultivation, and he didn't have the heart to think about promotion.

Because of the existence of calamity, Ling Xiaoye would not be so easily impacted.

"It's okay, that's fine!"

Ling Xiaoye smiled indifferently and left.

Through the winding passage, Ling Xiaoye soon arrived at the outer entrance of the Treasure Palace, he took out the Flying Treasure Ship, controlled it, injected a trace of mana true yuan, and flew in the direction of Qinglan Gate.

Soon, the familiar mountain peaks appeared in front of his eyes.

Those who were familiar with it also seemed to be aware of the return of the Flying Treasure Ship, and began to shout in the sect: "The head of the sect is back!"

"The boss is finally back!"

"Something big happened!"

"Thank God, those people are still in the sect, and the head of the sect is back, so it's easy to do!"

Several figures flew towards the Flying Treasure Ship, it turned out to be Guo Mingxin and other disciples, they looked anxious, and they felt anxious.

"What's going on?"

Ling Xiaoye asked softly, "So flustered, could it be that someone has come to Qinglanmen to make trouble again?"

(End of chapter)

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