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Zhang Zhezhi, who fell into the eyes of the Holy Emperor, was extremely miserable at this time, not only his clothes were burned to ashes, but his whole body was smashed into charcoal, and his hair was also turned into ashes, and the whole person sat there cross-legged, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Alas...... , I still wanted to borrow his luck, but I didn't expect to affect him instead, how can I explain it to Yun'er when I turn around?!" The Holy Emperor thought that Zhang Zhezhi had died, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, the second thunderstorm came down, and the Holy Emperor stopped paying attention to Zhang Zhizhi, and he was dead, so he began to concentrate on resisting his thunderstorm.

This second thunderbolt came down, and it split off halfway and slashed at Zhang Zhezhi. The Holy Emperor flashed in his heart, "Isn't that kid dead?" but he only had time to think about it for a moment, because this thunderbolt had already fallen on his magic weapon.

At this time, Zhang Zhezhi's body has not fully recovered, but it has recovered ninety percent of eight, and this second thunderstorm fell on him, and another sharp pain came, fortunately, he had already prepared in his heart, and this second thunderstorm was a little weaker than the previous one, so it was not so hard for him to bear it, but the itch that followed made it difficult for him to bear, if he didn't have enough concentration, I was afraid that he would have rolled all over the ground. The thunderstorm was withstandable, but the consumption of the true element was also extremely large, and the two thunderstorms consumed two percent of the true element in his body.

After the two tribulation thunders passed, the Holy Emperor also began to calm down, and after sacrificing the third magic weapon, he turned his head to look at Zhang Zhezhi, and saw that she was still sitting there like coke charcoal, I don't know if she died this time, a foundation building high-level Great Perfection can only withstand nine tribulation thunders at most, this is the most tribulation thunder that foundation building monks have to endure when they break through to the Jindan period, which is the so-called nineteen tribulation thunders.

If Zhang Zhe was able to withstand the Nine Tribulation Thunders, the Holy Emperor would know that he should be able to withstand the infusion and refining of the last twelve Tribulation Thunders, so that his Yuan Infant would be much stronger than the average Yuan Infant Cultivator, and it would also increase his chances of breaking through to the Divine Transformation in the future.

"Alas....... The Holy Emperor still sighed for Zhang Philosophy.

One after another, Zhang Zhe felt that he was numb, until after the nine tribulation thunders, he found that his true yuan was seriously insufficient, but at this time his body was still recovering, so he could only use his divine sense to take out the divine power Juyuan Pill given to him by Ziling Patriarch from the storage ring and send it directly into his mouth, and after a respite, the true yuan in his body was filled again.

He originally had a drop of Nine Turning Stone Milk in his hand, but he wanted to keep it for the end and use it again, but fortunately, he hadn't used the Divine Power Juyuan Pill given to him by Patriarch Ziling, otherwise he would definitely be dead when there was only one drop of Nine Transformation Stone Milk.

After the Nine Tribulation Thunderbolts passed, Zhang Zhezhi analyzed the speed of his recovery, and with the elixir in his hand to restore the True Yuan, he felt that he should be able to survive the thirty-six Tribulation Thunders, and he was also guessing what he would be like after these thirty-six Tribulation Thunders, maybe he could take this opportunity to achieve the Golden Pill.

When the fifteenth tribulation thunder passed, the Holy Emperor couldn't help but call Zhang Zhi Qi Nahan, what kind of monster is this? Fifteen tribulation thunders, he is still alive, is he, a foundation-building monk, fake?

When Zhang Zhezhi endured the twentieth tribulation thunder, the Holy Emperor had already decided that the remaining sixteen tribulation thunders would all be borne by the body, so that he would become the first infant ancestor of the entire Cha family to withstand the sixteen tribulation thunders in the past 30,000 years, two more than the two god-transforming ancestors in the family, so that is to say, the probability of being able to achieve the god-transforming has greatly increased, and he may become the third god-transforming ancestor of the Cha family.

Zhang Zhezhi has already taken the third Divine Power Juyuan Dan, waiting for the arrival of the next thunderstorm, and now his body can still recover to ninety, even if he can finally recover to sixty percent next, he can bear all the thunderstorms, and his little fate is to pick it up.

The Holy Emperor is now a little numb to Zhang Zhizhi's performance, twenty tribulation thunders, or, perhaps, the remaining sixteen tribulation thunders can't help him. This kid is really lucky, and he borrowed his luck to be right, the ancestor of the sixteen thunderstorms, the first in more than 30,000 years, is also worthy of his pride.

When the thirty-fifth tribulation thunder is over, both Zhang Zhi and the Holy Emperor are a little nervous, because this last tribulation thunder must be endured, if you use the magic weapon, then the Heavenly Dao will let you die, so that your cultivation will dissipate little by little in the future, until you become a mortal, and then die of exhaustion, this process is only three years, and the short is only half a year, no one can fool the Heavenly Dao.

The power of this last thunderstorm is not far from the first thunderstorm, and it will even be greater than the first thunderstorm, just like the return of a dying person, suddenly coming to the spirit.

The thirty-sixth thunderstorm brewed in the clouds for a long time with a stick of incense, this time gave Zhang Philosophy enough time to recover, and when the thunder slashed from the top of his head, Zhang Philosophy had already recovered all his body.

The Holy Emperor succeeded, and Zhang Philosophy also succeeded, when both of them withstood the thirty-sixth tribulation thunder, the calamity clouds over the entire valley suddenly dispersed, and the surrounding spiritual energy swarmed, and a drop of heaven and earth true dew like rain appeared in the sky out of thin air, which was wrapped in the rotating spiritual energy and divided into two streams, and poured into the top of Zhang Philosophy and the Holy Emperor's head, and the entire valley was filled with a refreshing fragrance, which was intoxicating when smelled.

At this time, both the Holy Emperor's body and Zhang Zhizhi's body were undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The golden pill in the Holy Emperor's body has been shattered, and a small baby the size of a finger is revealed from the golden pill, and the broken golden pill shell immediately turned into a true element, which quickly integrated into the baby's body, and at the same time, after the spiritual energy entered the body and turned into the true element, it was also instilled into the baby's body, and the baby grew up rapidly.

After the heaven and earth true dew that fell from the sky entered the body of the Holy Emperor, it quickly spread around, invading the flesh and the five internal organs, seeing that all the impurities in the body were squeezed out, so that the musculoskeletal and internal organs were glowing in a crystal clear state, and the entire body was truly refined, at this time the impurities in the body were already minimal, and the rest could only wait until the breakthrough of the god transformation period and the Mahayana period to refine again, and finally achieve the unsullied immortal body when the tribulation soared.

The changes in Zhang Zhezhi's body were very different from those of the Holy Emperor, although his physical body had become crystal clear after the baptism of the true dew of heaven and earth, but the changes in his dantian were in the direction of condensing the golden pill. What puzzled Zhang Zhezhi was that other people's golden pills were all one, and his golden pills actually had as many as nine, from the shape of the one was one large and eight small, the larger one was in the center, and the remaining eight were around it, rotating slowly.

The Achievement Yuan Infant will have the aura and the true dew of heaven and earth to infuse the body, and this time is very long, and it will not stop until the Yuan Infant in the body reaches the desired state.

For ten hours, the vision in the sky weakened little by little, and at this time, the primordial infant in the Holy Emperor's body was already the size of a palm, and the appearance was exactly the same as that of the Holy Emperor. By this time, the Holy Emperor had already achieved the Yuan Infant and became the ancestor of the Yuan Infant Period.

Of course, the Holy Emperor still needs more than ten years to nurture the Yuan Baby, and it is not until the Yuan Infant in the dantian opens his eyes that the Yuan Infant can be considered stable, and there is no longer any danger of dispersing. When his cultivation is refined to the middle level of the Yuan Infant, the Yuan Infant at that time will be more condensed, will rise to the middle dantian, and continue to cultivate, when the Yuan Infant ascends to the Purple Mansion, it is the time of the Yuan Infant High Level. When the Yuan Infant was purified by the thunder, it was condensed into the same as the physical body, and at that time it was the cultivation of the God Transformation Period.

The Yuan Infant in the Holy Emperor's body stabilized, and the Jin Dan in Zhang Zhezhi's body stabilized three hours ago, nine Jin Dan, the middle one was the size of a fist, and the remaining eight were also the size of a pigeon's egg. While cultivating the golden pill on the one hand, Zhang Zhezhi is also pondering, everyone else is a golden pill, but why did he become nine?

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and thought of the problem, it must be because he split eight souls out, so there will be nine golden pills, and the reason why his main golden pill is so big is related to the strength of his true yuan, and the second is that it should be related to the size of his soul.

The end of the Golden Pill of Zhang's Philosophy was three hours earlier than that of the Holy Emperor, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of affecting the Holy Emperor, until the Holy Emperor let out a long howl, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look, only to see a sleek bald man standing there looking up to the sky and howling.

So Zhang Zhezhi also stood up, and a thick shell on his body shattered, revealing the white and tender body inside. He touched his head, looked underneath, and found that he had no hair at all, and then touched his eyebrows, and looked at his armpits, and they were all the same, and there was nothing in them. Then he turned his head to look at the Holy Emperor, and while he was howling, the hair on his head was growing on the side, so he also understood, first took out a set of clothes for himself and put them on, and then used the True Yuan, and the hair, eyebrows, and other places were sent out at the same time.

Hearing the Holy Emperor's whistle, the Yuanying Monks and Jindan Monks who were protecting the Dharma around them all flew quickly towards the valley, and when they flew to the valley, the Holy Emperor and Zhang Zhezhi were already dressed, their hair had grown out, and they were scattered behind them casually.

"Waiting for the Holy Emperor to achieve the Yuan Infant. Monk Jindan, one of the forty-two, fell to the ground on one knee and clasped his fists together with the six Yuanying monks and shouted.

The Holy Emperor smiled and said: "Okay, get up, now that I have achieved the Yuan Infant and made a big step forward on the road to immortality, I must give amnesty to the world when I go back, so that the subjects of the whole world can celebrate with me." ”

"The Holy Emperor is merciful. The forty-two men shouted in unison.

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