After glancing around and confirming that there was no danger, Mo Fan brought his hand closer to the spiritual spring again, this time he was not broken by the spiritual spring, but was wrapped in spiritual power one after another.

Suddenly, there was a warm blood flow from his body, and he was recognized by Lingquan and became the person who was destined here.

You can't be in a hurry, everything has to be done step by step. Mo Fan slowly put his hand into the spiritual spring, and tentatively absorbed it, to shape the spirit body according to the records of the spiritual altar, and make himself a normal person, otherwise, how to reorganize the family with this soul body, how to find the sister who called him brother in his dream, how to protect a continent, how to ......

He had too much to do to think through all at once. But no one can stop shaping the spirit body and becoming the so-called overlord of one side.

Rumble!

The spiritual spring suddenly rang at the moment when Mo Fan broke in again, surging above the half-square pool. But it did not destroy Mo Fan's arm like Mo Fan did when he first entered, but Mo Mo entered Mo Fan's palm, passed through the eight veins of the Qi Meridian, and flowed into Mo Fan's body.

They flowed, passing through the hands and meridians of the teenager.

Not being bombarded like the first time, Mo Fan became bold in his heart, and submerged his whole hand into the spiritual spring, wanting to see if there were any changes in the spiritual spring.

The arm was submerged in the spiritual spring, but it was still calm, and it did not do Mo Fan any harm, as if it really acquiesced to Mo Fan becoming the master here.

The aura followed Mo Fan's arm to climb the rock, until it swam around Mo Fan's body, and began to condense, as the stone said, shaping the spirit body.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The aura traveled all around Mo Fan's body, and finally gathered at the dantian, turning into a trace of spiritual power and taking root.

After the aura in the spiritual spring swam for a week, the two large characters that were shining on the spiritual altar suddenly changed, and the circles of light that flickered around the two big characters spread out at this moment, dividing into many wisps in the void.

After the light dispersed, it circled around the spiritual spring, and one by one it began to change.

The light and the spiritual liquid were intertwined, drawing characters in the air, and the handwriting of the spirit runes slowly flashed, illuminating this side of the world.

Mo Fan was shocked and read it. The content of this handwriting is: "Waiting for the destined person, the anxious person has no fate, half the spiritual liquid, the spiritual body is molded, and the supreme venerable is achieved." ”

"The body of the spirit body can withstand thousands of thunderstorms, it can move for thousands of years, and the alchemist can refine the elixir if he cultivates it, and the body refiner can cultivate the sky, and the vast sun and moon can ...... It is not rigid and can be adapted to thousands of ways. ”

"Don't stick to it, you can adapt to thousands of bodies!" Mo Fan repeated this sentence more than a dozen times, and there was a nameless fire in his eyes.

The spirit, what kind of physique is this, unheard of, unseen.

However, with only this side's profile and half a side of spiritual liquid, Mo Fan had already made up his mind in his heart to shape him into a spirit body and achieve the overlord of that side.

His heart moved, his body moved, Mo Fan stepped out and entered the half-square spirit pool.

The spiritual liquid was sometimes cold and sometimes warm, passing through each of Mo Fan's meridians, and converging at Mo Fan's dantian, forming a trace of spiritual power.

Shaping the spirit body, starting from the inner dan, this is what Mo Fan learned in those characters, the spiritual body is the same as the body of ordinary people, and the inner dan is the source of spiritual power, which is indispensable.

With the support of half of the aura, Mo Fan appeared in the spiritual spring pool without any difference from his previous appearance, his spirit was radiant, his spiritual power was exposed, and he was regarded as a master of the same side.

With this model body, the half-square spiritual liquid began to condense on that soul body under Mo Fan's absorption, and slowly revealed his proper appearance.

Mo Fan stood quietly in the half-square spirit pool, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy inside, condensing the spirit body, and shaping the spirit body.

The spiritual fluid slowly condenses on the soul body, from head to toe, back and forth thousands of times, every acupoint, every meridian and vein, all seeking perfection in the infusion of spiritual fluid.

Click, click, click, every bone of Mo Fan grew out under the injection of spiritual fluid, exuding a glow, fingers, toes, and three thousand acupoints coincided with the bones, perfectly formed under a trace of spiritual fluid.

Jingle bells!

A crisp sound came from Mo Fan's body, and a spiritual light flashed, and a young man with Mo Fan's exact appearance, demeanor, and figure stood above the spirit pool, the spirit and the flesh combined, and the flesh and bones combined, which can be called perfect.

The spiritual liquid never stopped at this moment, continued to flow in, was absorbed by Mo Fan, surrounded in the dantian, and after Mo Fan's two inner pills, it kept running-in, and finally formed Mo Fan's internal organs.

The meridians and veins also shine at the moment when Mo Fan's internal organs are formed, and they are lit up one by one, and finally the eyes and ears are bright.

Shaping the spirit body, after everything is completed, means success, but it is only half, for a monk, the most important thing is cultivation, strength.

Now Mo Fan has become different, reborn and become a spirit body, but on the two inner pills in his dantian, it is already extremely smooth, and there is not a single nick appearing.

This means that he has only created a spirit body, and has not recovered his previous strength, the ninth order of condensing qi, and the half-step god realm realm.

He also absorbed the spiritual energy again, and shaped this spiritual body, which had already consumed most of the spiritual liquid in half of the spiritual pool, and there was not much spiritual energy liquid left in the spiritual pool at this time, which made Mo Fan suddenly feel sad, and his whole heart kept beating.

Although his strength is not very strong, he only has the realm of condensing qi, but if he suddenly turns into a Xiaobai who has no cultivation at all and only has two inner pills, he is still a little lost.

But he still didn't stop, still absorbing the aura. The so-called spirit body he had at this time seemed to be a big hole that could not be filled, with no bottom line, and he had been absorbing the spiritual energy liquid in the spirit pool.

Bang bang, bang bang!

A few sounds came from the body, which was pleasant to the ear.

This is the sound of scratches carved on Neidan, and Mo Fan is familiar with it.

With the beginning, this Tia puppet will not break, and the notches are constantly engraved on the inner dan in the Mo Fan Dan field, one, two, until the last nine.

They circled nine times around the two Inner Pills, one gold and one black, highlighting Mo Fan's strength in recovering to the peak of condensation, the ninth order.

It's just that when the ninth notch was full, there was no longer a single step on the top of the two Neidan, and the tenth notch that made Mo Fan's heart move and look forward to the most was not depicted.

It was something that represented the extreme, the Divine Realm Realm, an existence beyond the Ninth Order.

But Mo Fan was doomed to failure, at this time, the spiritual energy liquid in the spiritual pool had bottomed out, and there was not enough spiritual energy to provide to him.

But he was unwilling, he wanted more than just the peak of the ninth order, he wanted more, the realm of the god realm was the goal that everyone pursued in their lives.

Now that the spirit body has been successfully shaped, whether it absorbs spiritual power or not, it is no longer of much use to this body at this time, and he is no longer affected, but the god realm, this kind of realm that only exists in mythology, Mo Fan has already touched a corner before.

His mystery and its potential are not something that can be said in one or two words, a state that he cannot express, in his words, only four words: ethereal.

There is no guide, only on his own, he wants to create a starry sky, a heaven and earth, only his own heaven and earth, only his divine realm realm.