Ji Cang Zhenren was also sweating profusely and almost collapsed, and there was a golden ball the size of an egg that emitted yellow light in his right hand, which was Zheng Dao's Jin Dan.

Without giving himself time to breathe, Ji Cang Zhenren cheered up, hung his right hand above the Book of Heaven, and used the little power he had left to melt Zheng Dao's Jin Dan to the Book of Heaven.

Ji Cangzhen's right hand slowly approached the Book of Heaven, and his heart was also uneasy, he didn't dare to let his speed be too fast, so that once he felt that something was wrong, he could quickly protect Zheng Dao's Jin Dan from the Book of Heaven, so as not to be injured by the Book of Heaven.

The Book of Heaven, which can only be viewed by the divine sense, seems to have a special affinity for the Yuan Shen, and does not reject Zheng Dao's Jin Dan, when Zheng Dao's Jin Dan is close to the Book of Heaven, the Book of Heaven also emits a slight trace of golden light, as if welcoming an old friend who has been waiting for many years, and slowly absorbs Zheng Dao's Jin Dan.

Zheng Dao's Jin Dan was finally absorbed by the Book of Heaven, and Ji Cangzhen, who had exhausted the last trace of his strength, seemed to have aged for dozens of years all of a sudden, and he no longer had the original fairy wind Dao bones, and the whole person collapsed to the side in a malaise.

Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, Ji Cang Zhenren was still worried about Zheng Dao's safety, silently calculating the time in his heart, observing the changes in the Book of Heaven, as long as there were any abnormal clues, he would immediately call Zheng Dao and find a way to separate Jin Dan from the Book of Heaven.

Zheng Dao's Yuan Shen Jin Dan turned into a humanoid phantom when he entered the Heavenly Book, and what he saw in front of him was also a different scene. He seemed to have entered a golden house, with no doors or windows, and the walls were covered with scrolls. Each scroll recorded a kind of exercise, a huge room, as many as hundreds of scrolls, for a while Zheng Dao felt dazzled and didn't know how to choose.

Zheng Dao knew that his time was limited, and he had to choose a technique as soon as possible to improve his cultivation, so that he could reach the Gen Dao realm in the shortest possible time, but which one was suitable for him and which one was the easiest to cultivate and could be quickly improved was a bit difficult for Zheng Dao, who had never cultivated.

Just when Zheng Dao was at a loss and couldn't make a choice, suddenly a scroll slipped off the wall and flew gently to Zheng Dao's feet.

Zheng Dao picked up the scroll curiously, and the four big characters of "The End of the World" immediately came into view, Zheng Dao moved, thinking that since this scroll happened to fall in front of him at this time, it must have a fate with him, rather than choosing aimlessly, it is better to cherish the scroll in front of him and study it well. Zheng Dao immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to memorize and study the contents of the scroll carefully.

Time was slowly passing, and before I knew it, an hour had passed, and Zheng Dao, who had devoted himself to cultivation, was unaware of it, and Zheng Dao was already familiar with the contents of the scroll, but Zheng Dao still stared at the scroll intently, and studied it carefully word by word.

At this time, there was another thing he didn't know, that is, now that his legs, which were still phantoms, had changed from a phantom state to a golden entity, because his vision was blocked by the scroll, Zheng Dao was concentrating on studying the exercises of the end of the world without distraction, so he didn't notice any changes in himself.

He only knew that he seemed to have stepped into another world, and there were some things floating in front of him, and he wanted to grasp but couldn't grasp them, but the more he realized, the clearer those things seemed to be, and the clearer they were, the more aware they became. Zheng Dao liked this feeling very much, so he simply closed his eyes and immersed himself in it.

Ji Cang Zhenren, who is always staring at the Book of Heaven, is extremely anxious in his heart, more than an hour has passed, and the Book of Heaven still has no reaction, calm is sometimes not necessarily a good thing, and the powerless Ji Cang Zhenren can only be anxious.

Two hours have passed in the blink of an eye. Zheng Dao has also cultivated to the critical joints, and at this time, his body is already all golden entities, and the only thing that has not changed is the skull, and the skull is the most critical part.

There is still one hour left, whether it can succeed depends on whether it can turn the head into a golden entity, if it succeeds, then Zheng Dao will reach the realm of Gen Dao and transform the golden pill into a golden body. If you can't succeed within the time limit, you can only give up, either Jin Dan will return to your body, or your soul will be gone. Zheng Dao had reached the realm of forgetting both things and me, and was completely intoxicated with cultivation.

Ji Cangzhen, who is always observing the Book of Heaven, is now also mixed, happy that Zheng Dao's figure can already be seen on the Book of Heaven, and it can be clearly seen that Zheng Dao's whole body has turned golden, which proves that Zheng Dao is moving towards success;

The worry is that there is only one hour left, although Zheng Dao's body has turned golden, but Ji Cang Zhenren also knows that the most difficult is still to come, and the head is the most locked up part, and it is also the slowest place.

Time was passing, and the golden yellow was slowly covering Zheng Dao's head, but the speed was too slow, so slow that every minute that Ji Cangzhen's heart was a little colder. At this time, Zheng Dao has no signs of coming out, and it is still unknown whether he will succeed or fail.

The last moment finally came, and there was only time left for a stick of incense, although Zheng Dao's shadow on the book of heaven was getting clearer and clearer, and his face could already be seen clearly at this time, Ji Cang Zhenren outside the book of heaven saw that Zheng Dao's body had all turned golden, and only the heavenly spirit on the top of his head was still in a phantom state, which was the most critical place and the most difficult place.

Looking at Zheng Dao, who was only one step away from success in the Book of Heaven but not necessarily successful, thinking about the little time left, Ji Cang Zhenren couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed, and said secretly: "Is it really going to fall short?"

Although he was unwilling, although he was helpless, Jicang Zhenren still began to remind Zheng Dao: "Dao'er, Dao'er, there is only one stick of incense left, if you can't succeed, come out, don't take risks." ”

Zheng Dao in the Book of Heaven still sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, deaf to the master's call. At this time, Zheng Dao did not want to disobey his master's order, but he had reached the realm of forgetting things and me, and he was immersed in the pleasure of cultivation and could not extricate himself.

The empty things in front of Zheng Dao's eyes have become clearer and clearer, and he has a feeling that he can grasp them in his hands at any time, but this is just a feeling, when he really reached out to grab them, they flew away faintly. Zheng Dao understands that he has reached the last critical period, and he must not be in a hurry, and only when he reaches the bottleneck can he have the possibility of an epiphany leap.

Time was passing minute by minute, and Ji Cang Zhenren saw that the scope of Zheng Dao's Heavenly Spirit Phantom in the Book of Heaven was slowly shrinking, but it was very slow, if it was compared with time at such a speed, it should not be successful.

Zheng Dao in the Book of Heaven now has no concept of time, and is still immersed in his own world. Ji Cang Zhenren outside the Book of Heaven was anxious, he kept calling Zheng Dao, but Zheng Dao never responded.

The time of a stick of incense, the time of a cup of tea, the time of half a cup of tea, the time has changed from the initial hour to the minute, and from the minute to the second. In another ten seconds, the boundary of three hours was reached, but there was still a soybean-sized piece of Zheng Dao Heavenly Spirit in the Book of Heaven that had not become an entity.

Ji Cangzhen couldn't stop shouting: "Dao'er, come out quickly, Dao'er, come out quickly!" At this time, he was in tears, that is, for the failure of the failure, and for the sake of Zheng Dao, who could not come out, Zheng Dao in the Book of Heaven would be scattered if he didn't come out. He didn't want Zheng Dao to take a risk, because even if Zheng Dao wanted to take a risk, there was not enough time.

There are already five seconds left in the time, but the Heavenly Spirit is still a place the size of a soybean that has not been fully fused, and Zheng Dao at this time will really have no chance if he doesn't come out again. Ji Cangzhen's voice was hoarse, but it was still to no avail.

At this time, Zheng Dao in the Book of Heaven suddenly stood up with his eyes closed, and took a step forward as if he was about to come out, and at the moment when his right foot fell, Zheng Dao and the Book of Heaven disappeared at the same time.

This change surprised and delighted Ji Cang Zhenren, although he didn't know what happened, but Ji Cang Zhenren felt that Zheng Dao might have succeeded. did not disappoint Ji Cang Zhenren, Zheng Dao, who was lying on his body, had slowly opened his eyes, and the moment Zheng Dao opened his eyes, Ji Cang Zhenren couldn't help but be stunned, Zheng Dao's eyes were shining, and there was a faint golden light flashing under his eyes.

Ji Cang Zhenren finally put his mind at ease, looked at Zheng Dao happily, and said weakly: "Dao'er, you succeeded?"

Zheng Dao sat up, nodded happily with a smile on his face, and replied, "Yes, Master, the apprentice succeeded." ”

Zheng Dao, who had just come back to his senses, immediately turned from joy to worry, because he saw that the master in front of him was no longer the Jicang Zhenren three hours ago, and the Jicang Zhenren at this time was old and weak, and he was almost unable to sit still.

Holding Ji Cangzhen's shoulders with both hands, Zheng Dao asked eagerly, "Master, what's wrong with you?" After thinking about it, Zheng Dao understood that Master had spent all his true qi to help him succeed.

Ji Cang Zhenren raised his right hand weakly and waved it, trying to squeeze out a smile, comforting Zheng Dao and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Master won't be able to die for a while." ”

Without saying anything, Zheng Dao immediately grabbed the master's right hand and injected a majestic true qi into Ji Cangzhen's body. Ji Cang Zhenren didn't want to lose his vitality for himself, and tried his best to withdraw his right hand. But at this time, how could he, who had no internal strength, compete with Zheng Dao, who was already in the realm of Gen Dao, and could only let Zheng Dao inject his true qi into his body.

After seeing that Ji Cang Zhenren's face was flushed again, and there was a light in his eyes, Zheng Dao withdrew his hand and helped Ji Cang Zhenren to the bed to rest. Although his body is still very weak, Ji Cangzhen's spirit is very good, and Zheng Dao's success is a joy from heaven for him, even if he loses his skills, even if he makes him pay for his life, he is willing.