Chapter Seventy-Three: Finality

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"Innate Dao Body!" Yuan Yi's exclamation seemed to startle even himself, although such a result was expected the moment his finger popped out.

"Whew~"

"Suck ~"

Zhang Yixian resisted the urge to let out a long howl, and felt the fresh air coming in and out of his nostrils filling his lungs, and this feeling of loss and recovery made a tear involuntarily fall in his eyes, mixed in the water of the creation pool.

"Haha, I'm Hu Hansan back again!"

Determining the fact that his body was reshaped, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, his posture was arrogant, and his emotions were debauched.

He wanted to cry very much, but he couldn't cry, he wanted to hate, because he had endured it for too long, he wanted to get angry, but there was nowhere to vent.

In an instant, Zhang Yixian's body was filled with several emotions that surged into his heart at the same time, with mixed tastes, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Submerged his whole body in the water of the Creation Pool, and it took a whole stick of incense for his mood to gradually stabilize.

No one can understand the heartache and pain he suffered, and no one can understand how he survived this period of time.

At this moment, he still had a body again, and he felt that his whole person was complete at once, and what was missing before flowed into his body again.

The sound of rushing water sounded, Zhang Yixian's naked body gradually revealed the water, his right hand was covered with his heart, feeling the pulse that was constantly beating inside, and the feeling of wetness and stickiness on his body, everything seemed to be satisfied.

"Shame! Shame!"

Yuan Yi's voice interrupted Zhang Yixian's joy, he just started just now, if it wasn't for Yuan Yi's help at the critical moment, he would have given up all his efforts.

"Motoichi, thank you!"

Zhang Yixian passed through the protective shield of the Creation Pool, ignoring the condensed oppression around him, picked up the Golden Seal of the City God that fell to the ground, held it in the palm of his hand, and said to Yuan Yi in the Golden Seal with a serious face.

"Hypocrisy!" Yuan Yi scolded, but his heart kept dripping blood, and he turned his back and kept muttering things like a big loss.

Taking out a set of well-fitting clothes from the space where the golden seal was stored, Zhang Yixian had time to observe his new body.

"Well, it's still bigger. ”

muttered to himself, his fingers slowly swept over his cheeks, above the water, the meticulous face, plus the well-proportioned body shape, tall figure, combined with only two words to describe ——— funny!

Zhang Yixian, who was consciously satisfied, couldn't help but sigh, and subconsciously clenched his fists with both hands, and an absolutely full sense of power was conveyed to his whole body, making him very sure that this was not a dream.

"Okay, now that I have a physical body, my strength is weaker, and I need to cultivate again!"

Yuan Yi reminded Zhang Yixian in a timely manner, so that he would not lose himself.

Knowing the meaning of Yuan Yi's words, Zhang Yixian smiled embarrassedly, and then checked his body, and then found that there was no mana at all in the meridians of his body.

If it weren't for the fact that his divine soul had reached the point where it was infinitely close to the Mahayana stage, his body would have been a little weaker.

Now that his body has been completed, his divine soul is wrapped in flesh and blood, unless he dies again, he can only rely on cultivation to restore his body's strength.

"I have a question, I am now a City God canonized by Heavenly Court, how can I cultivate the Immortal Law?" Just when Yuan Yi urged him to improve his strength, Zhang Yixian's head turned, and then he thought that he had said in his previous life that the gods seemed to be different from the immortals, and now he is the righteous god of the Heavenly Court, and if he cultivates the immortal law again, will it be inappropriate.

"Stupid!"

"Cultivating the immortal method is the improvement of one's own strength, and the god is just a position canonized by the heavenly court, do you think that you are really the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods in the era of the gods? Their gods are all pinned on the list of gods, and they are immortal and immortal, so they cannot cultivate, so they are the real righteous gods, and you are at most a pseudo-god!" Zhang Yixian's question did not expect to provoke Yuan Yi's scolding.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yixian felt that it seemed to be the truth, all the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods in the true sense of the heavenly court were killed in the battle of the gods, and the true spirits were summoned by the god list, and then Jiang Ziya was named a god, so as to enjoy the fireworks in the world, and condense the body again with incense, so their strength was limited by the god list, and it was easy to be controlled by the heavenly court.

His true spirit is not on the list of gods, as Yuan Yi said, his city god is just a position, and now that his body has become a god, how can he let go of such a good opportunity to improve his strength.

Secondly, in the Dragon Gate World, there is a strong immortal aura everywhere, which is a good place to cultivate and improve strength, if you don't make good use of it, it's a pity that this is a good place for Zhong Lingyuxiu.

"Huh? I think of one more thing, Yuan Yi, why do you say that since you can enter the Creation Pool, can you also go to the other eight Creation Places in the Dragon Gate World?"

"Hmph! The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant!"

"After you enter the Creation Pool, it will naturally leave its imprint on your body and soul, and the power that created this world was to prevent one person from enjoying these nine Creation Places alone. With this brand, don't think about the other eight places of creation, if you can get this one, it will already be great luck, be content. ”

Yuan Yi glanced at Zhang Yixian like an idiot, and looked at him a little ashamed.

But think about it, it is already great luck for ordinary people to be able to get this place, if there is one person who can enjoy these nine creations exclusively, then what will it look like?

He didn't dare to imagine it, and Yuan Yi didn't dare to tell him.

"Okay! The world is getting better, it's time for me to work hard for myself!" Zhang Yixian slapped his thigh hard, feeling a hard hot feeling.

Then Yuan Yi was not stingy, and his illusory fingertips pointed at the center of Zhang Yixian's eyebrows, and a complex, mysterious, and profound information slowly flowed into his heart.

"Taishang Dao Sutra!"

"The words of a saint?"

Zhang Yixian was taken aback, and after a quick glance at the information in it, he could feel its breadth and profundity.

"Practicing well will only be good for you, not harmful!" Yuan Yi admonished, and disappeared from front of him.

Zhang Yixian reined in his thoughts, sat down along the edge of the Creation Pool, and began to feel the "Taishang Dao Sutra" that contained endless truths in his heart.

"Yes, the beginning of heaven and earth, nothing, the mother of all things......"

As he whispered softly, a mysterious and obscure feeling slowly flowed into his heart, and at the same time, in the outside world, with the circulation of the timbre in his mouth, in the air, the power of pure immortals slowly condensed around him.