The right hand of the Creation God Monarch stretched out, that is, time, a ruler high, a small and exquisite nine-story pagoda, manifested.

This pagoda, surrounded by eight corners, is like a beautiful jade, and under the reflection of the sun, it flows with gorgeous and boundless brilliance, and there is no similarity.

"I'm going to do it, you get ready!" At this time, the Creation God Monarch shouted, raised his hand and threw up his own Shenxiu Tower.

Shenxiu Tower, suspended in the void, rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand feet high, like a mountain. At the bottom of the pagoda, the heavenly river poured out, and a long river rushed out, and in an instant, it enveloped Zhong Yuan.

When it was, Zhong Yuan felt an incomparably strong suction, pulling himself, trying to suck himself into the Shenxiu Tower.

Zhong Yuan did not deliberately resist, but he did not have perfect cooperation, urging the magic method, stabilizing his body, not in a hurry, step by step, into the Shenxiu Tower.

In such a situation, even the God of Creation can't help but be moved. For Zhong Yuan's strong strength, he had a deeper understanding at that time. There was originally a little bit of caution in my heart, but in an instant, it dissipated a lot. However, correspondingly, when urging the power of creation in the Shenxiu Tower, he did his best.

A palm slapped on the Shenxiu Tower suspended in the void, and the monstrous mana, like a vast ocean tide, swept towards the Shenxiu Tower in waves. Standing time, on the top of the Shenxiu Tower, the light is shining, the fairy music is wonderful, and it also sounds, a unique Taoist rhyme, slightly scattered.

That rhyme is nothing else, it is in the nature of heaven and earth. The purest form of creation

Among the Shenxiu Towers.

After Zhong Yuan stepped into the Shenxiu Tower. But it was discovered. This is an incomparably vast space, and Rao can't see through the edge of this space with his divine eyes.

However, this space is not like other places, but a world, with heaven above and earth below. It's clear. You can see that under your feet, there is a jade ground, incomparably bright, infinitely gorgeous, extending to infinitely far away. Above the head, there is a layer of domes, which are also jade, infinitely vast.

If so. The first impression is that it is a prison. Although, this piece of space. Infinitely vast, but still in prison.

"Is this your real pagoda world? Are you doing it intentionally or unintentionally?" Zhong Yuan saw this, and when he did, a playful smile appeared on his face.

Zhong Yuan, but he didn't say much, and immediately, he sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting, waiting for the power of creation to wash and wash!

In just an instant, there was a sound of water, the sky collapsed, and the torrent like the ocean poured down, sweeping straight towards Zhong Yuan.

This torrent, at first glance, is no different from ordinary flowing water, but if you feel it carefully, you can find that there is a mysterious and incomparably powerful breath in it, which makes people unconscious, intoxicated, and even the original spirit, involuntarily, has an urge to rush into it and merge with it.

Obviously, this is the power of creation.

But fortunately, Zhong Yuan's Yuan Shen is just a kind of goods, and the essence is still the meaning of power, so it is time, so he suppressed this impulse.

Immediately after, the torrent of creation power washed over Zhong Yuan's body.

Zhong Yuan didn't feel the slightest bit of strong impact, as if it was ordinary flowing water, infiltrating him and making him extremely comfortable.

However, gradually, Zhong Yuan realized that something was wrong. At this comfortable time, his own body and flesh are silent, and some changes are taking place.

These changes, because they are changes that are of great benefit to Zhong Yuan himself, so Zhong Yuan did not notice it for a while. However, he is not an ordinary person after all, and he always pays attention, but after a while, he can see that something is wrong.

These extremely subtle changes, which seem to be changes under self-protection, are in fact contaminated with the breath of creation. Being contaminated by the breath of creation, now it seems that there is no harm, on the contrary, there are some benefits, but Zhong Yuan believes that as long as the Creation God Monarch wants to do something, then these changes are definitely the supreme weapon for himself.

At that moment, Zhong Yuan did not hesitate, shook the will of force, and washed away these changed flesh and skin. The meaning of force, strong and domineering, like a wild dragon, sweeping in all directions, everywhere it passes, it is permeated by its own breath, and there is no strange breath at all.

After the intent of force washed away, Zhong Yuan's body returned to its original state. However, after returning to the original state, Zhong Yuan felt awkward and uncomfortable.

It's not that the body itself has been traumatized in any way that makes it feel awkward or uncomfortable. Rather, through the changes just now, he had discovered those subtle flaws and loopholes in his body, and now, he still had to maintain these flaws and loopholes, which were unbearable for any monk with his own perfect instinct.

Zhong Yuan, if he hadn't firmly remembered the bet he had made before, he was afraid that he would have modified himself a long time ago, and it would have been the appearance after being changed by the aura of creation.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift!

The monk's practice, even more so, has experienced a better feeling, has a more subtle realm, and let it go down again, back to the original, imperfect, imperfect state, it is simply unbearable. It is precisely because of this that countless monks who have fallen into the realm of cultivation have never been able to climb up again throughout their lives.

Obviously, the Creation God Monarch, this time, used such a method. He turned his originally strong strength into a soft finger, which naturally guided him to change himself. This kind of change looks inconspicuous, very small, without such a big opening and closing, and the momentum is obvious.

However, he is better than being steady, step by step, and incomparably solid. In particular, the guidance and change of the Creation Divine Monarch is still in a good direction, and it is even more irresistible to the self-instinct of the monk's cultivation.

The current Zhong Yuan is not so much against the power of creation. Rather, it is against one's own practice, forcibly leaving oneself in a state of regret and imperfection.

It is a feeling that a monk who has not experienced it will never be able to comprehend its horror. Only the monks who have experienced it can understand that this is the real ruthless move. Therefore, at this moment, Zhong Yuan endured extremely hard.

However, Rao is like this, Zhong Yuan is still insisting. Because, Ye Bin needed the Xuanchang Divine Jade, so he really couldn't lose this gambling battle.

Time passed silently, Zhong Yuan, who had never had any concept of time, felt for the first time that time passed so slowly and so tormentingly. An hour is like a thousand years, and it can never be finished.

Gradually, a voice emerged in Zhong Yuan's heart, "Give up for the time being! Fortunately, after the gambling is over, it is better to change it back. After all, that's the perfect state.

Now, it's still early to end an hour, anyway, there is no need to insist on it like this, as long as the time is approaching, re-reform the current imperfect state, that is. That way, you don't have to delay the gambling fight, and you don't have to be so uncomfortable, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

This voice came out one by one, and Zhong Yuan's heart, when it was, was a little shaken. Just as he was about to make a move and obey the will of this voice, another voice came out of his body.

"No, absolutely not! This kind of feeling is poison in itself, and people are unconsciously immersed in it. An hour, not short, not long, hold on, it will soon pass, if it changes, the more immersed, the deeper, I am afraid, when the time comes, if you want to change back, it may not be too late!"

The two voices, like two rolling thunders, kept roaring in Zhong Yuan's mind, striking each other and colliding violently. However, in the end, it was the latter voice that prevailed. Therefore, Zhong Yuan still insisted on this state that made him very uncomfortable and very tormented, waiting for an hour to come

"Such a strong will, even the monk's self-instinct can be suppressed, it is worthy of being a god of war who has reappeared in endless years! There is not much time left, it seems that an hour is beyond him!"

"What should I do next? Could it be that I really give away the Xuanyan Divine Jade right now?or, block it and leave Zhong Yuan here?"

Two thoughts, also in the bottom of my heart, keep clashing.

Time flies. Soon, an hour passed. At this time, the face of the Creation God Monarch suddenly froze, and then, he eased down again, "That's it, Sect Interception Saint, it's not easy to provoke, I'd better forget it!

With a decision, the Creation Divine Monarch did not delay his efforts, that is, time, waved his hand to shake the Shenxiu Tower, and released Zhong Yuan from it.

After Zhong Yuan came out, that is, time, scorching eyes, and stared at the Creation God Monarch.

"The God of War is worthy of being the God of War!I am willing to bet and lose, this is the Xuanchang Divine Jade, you can take it away!" As he spoke, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and a palm-sized, extremely dark, faintly black and white jade flew out and landed on Zhong Yuan's hand.

"Thank you Shenjun for your generosity, he will be rewarded in the future!" Seeing this, Zhong Yuan immediately opened his mouth to express his gratitude. (To be continued.) )