Although the island is so desolate and remote, isn't it a good place to practice now? The bitter sea is too dangerous, I decided not to advance to the plastic god and not leave, usually enter the Tianmu water and fire two realms to practice, occasionally also fish on the island reef, and the Xuan sledgehammer to the sea to touch the shrimp, the days are full and leisurely, the combination of work and rest is the normal state of practice, only self-cultivation without mind cultivation is a big problem, I live more and more like a hermit.

But here's the problem, I can only shape my body, and there is nothing to go up! No one taught me how to shape my gods. I smashed and washed the flesh and bones over and over again in the waters, and finally knew what it meant to be as warm as jade, and I felt that there were no impurities in the whole body to shine with treasure light, in order to test the strength, I didn't need to punch the current Xuanda Sledgehammer to fly out dozens of zhang, so that he wanted to hide when he saw me, and let it attack me with a medium-grade flying sword weapon, which couldn't break my body at all. Thinking that the god of sculpture should be related to the soul, more often practiced in the fire domain, all kinds of fire attribute spiritual materials and spirit crystals were piled up, so that the fire domain ran to the extreme of the current stage, and the walrus of divine consciousness was lit with a fire that was bubbling yin and yin, it was really like smoke in the past, all kinds of past lives, and the past flashed in the fire in this life, and all kinds of negative complexes were burned by the flames. I really don't know if I don't burn, I was startled when I burned, a wisp of black silk was burned out like a parasite, and a scene of intermittent memories flashed on the flames: the dark starry sky, the huge planet that was rapidly approaching, the altar of light pillars on the black earth, a huge face in the sky looking down on the beings who were kneeling, and the black-robed and white-haired priest was sacrificing himself. That huge face is very dark*, it turned out to be his residual divine consciousness, it is really a ghost! The pain of drilling his heart came, this is his residual divine consciousness fighting against refining, running at full strength, the dantian aura is basically pressed into spiritual liquid and flows into the sea of knowledge with the bloodline, and the flame of the sea of knowledge is more vigorous after being nourished, and with the expansion of the space of refining my sea of knowledge, even a trace of the residual divine consciousness of the great power can save zài has benefited me immensely.

The sea of knowledge is surging like something is about to rise, but it is like a foot in the door.

Maybe it's a bad method, maybe it's a bad feeling, is it necessary to cross the tribulation and be struck by lightning? In short, the opportunity has not yet arrived, and it is useless to be anxious, but I feel that the God of Shaping is right in front of me, and it depends on whether I can push through this layer of the Dao.

Time flies very quickly, even heaven and earth seem to forget me, this year I have been completely isolated from the world, if it weren't for the Xuan sledgehammer to talk to me, I don't know if I will go crazy, it seems that my state of mind is still very unsatisfactory, to be happy with things, to have been sad, but no joy and no sorrow is still a person? I am very confused, immortals, immortals, can not become immortals can not be people? If so, then what is the meaning of the Tao, the meaning should be affectionate, right? If you can't figure it out, you don't want it to be my good quality, so let's hurry up and barbecue the Xuan Sledgehammer, which has been very disagreeable to me recently, saying that I always interrupt its practice, and you still drag it up to talk to you, and you still call it cultivation when you sleep? Everyone has weaknesses, as long as I make it delicious, it will circle around, saliva dingdong looks at you with a flattering face, it's really unbearable.

A person and a turtle were enjoying the food, I suddenly looked up in surprise and stared into the distance, sensing that a monk was flying in, and finally waited for someone, and after a while, a streamer rushed towards the island, and a middle-aged monk with a broken robe was shaking on the spirit sword, and three people were chasing after him. I opened the phantom array and hid in, I can't do any more messy things, let's wait for them to die and see the situation. Four spiritual lights fell on the island before and after, the middle-aged monk who was chased and killed raised his head and swallowed a spirit pill, and after a while, he was full of energy, it is estimated that it is an elixir that stimulates the potential of the body, and there is no way to quench his thirst by drinking a donkey, three people surrounded him, and he started fighting directly without saying a word, all of them are shaping the god realm, the island is surging with spiritual light, the spirit weapon is flying in the sky, the island is flying sand and stones, and after shaping the god, he can use his own mana to pull the spiritual power of the heaven and earth for his use, which is much stronger than the body shaping realm can only use his own mana to fight dogs, the middle-aged monk's divine sense is strong, the flying sword swims like a fish to attack the three people, and at the same time sacrifices a banner around the surroundings, most of the attacks of the three people are blocked, maybe they know that they can't support it for too long, the spirit sword was self-detonated when it attacked one of the opponents, and after breaking through the protection, it rushed close and punched over, and a fist shadow like a boulder in front of the fist hit the opponent and pierced it, killing one in seconds. But also pay enough price, the banner was fixed by a circle-shaped spiritual weapon, another whip-shaped spiritual weapon took the opportunity to pump on him, was pumped to my cave in front of the house, another pill swallowed, the middle-aged monk was full of blood, like a mad demon rushed over again, the opponent still wanted to fight, the sky was full of fist shadows indiscriminate attack, the two of them struggled to support, the spirit circle formed a protective light shield, the other person also sacrificed a shield, the dog was anxious to jump off the wall, people were in a hurry that would fall into the devil, the middle-aged monk was completely the same way of playing, the two turned around and wanted to fly away, but underestimated the insistence of the madman, regardless of the chase, if the heart was timid, the combat power dropped sharply, and the shattered body was swallowed by the fist shadow and fell all over the island。

After the fight, you should leave, maybe you were stimulated by the mysterious elixir and fainted, the middle-aged monk flew to the front of the formation with blood-red eyes, and shouted: "Get out!", and punched the phantom detachment array, the formation shook as if it was about to be broken, your baby is too arrogant! Your brothers are fighting in the wind and rain at the door of my house, I didn't open my mouth and forget it, I actually hit the door to rob, my aunt can bear it, my uncle can't bear it. I flew out of the cave and faced the monk, it turned out to be a scarred face, a knife mark from the corner of the eye to the lips, and I didn't know who I was scaring with my own beauty, who was it really a man's medal to scare?" "Withdraw the formation, get out of here, spare your dog's life", Scarface saw that I was a boy in the shape of the body, and he was even more disdainful, "This is my home", "Now it's my home" , Unreasonable, right, I also slapped it with one palm, the surging waves of the sixfold realm, Scarface punched against each other, my throat was sweet and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, the seriously injured plastic god is not light yì can deal with, the unforgiving Scar Face and another fist shadow hit, I hurriedly summoned the Xuan sledgehammer to block in front, like a loud sound like a drum, the Xuan sledgehammer was beaten into the air, Scarface was about to rush over, but was nailed into the ground by a layer of surging water above his head, my shield is alive, Yin does not kill you, the enhanced version of the blood moon sickle attacked his sea of knowledge, the crazy image immediately turned into a dementia statue, I rushed to the ground, the kitchen knife backhanded, and the scar face that had not yet returned to his senses came to the disembowelment, the internal organs flowed all over the ground, disgusting to death, the sledgehammer quickly crawled away, and blamed me for making it so bloody, what do you think I want?