One hundred years.

A full 100 years.

Zhu Zishan left the Dongsheng human territory with his fifth-level cultivation and went away alone.

The sea of ​​suffering has been struggling for 50 years, and the Ten Thousand-Step Pagoda has been suppressed for 50 years.

Zhu Zishan has been in this century,

Today, Zhu Zishan has finally achieved the middle stage of transformation and can go back with a dignified attitude.

Zhu Zishan, who was driving the fire clouds, was full of heroic spirits. Facing two eighth-level Buddhist practitioners who were blocking the way, he wanted to try his skills, but in the end he still held back...

At this time, Leiyin Mountain had just experienced a huge ghost baby calamity, which would inevitably attract the attention of monks in the Western Regions' God-Cultivation Stage. Staying here was unwise, so Zhu Zishan controlled the fire cloud and gently let these two Buddhist monks go.

When Zhu Zishan drove the fire clouds and escaped from the Buddhist monks' tracking, the burning clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Then a huge stone ball fell into the mountains.

Bang!

A strong man with fangs, carrying a huge stone ball, fell steadily to the ground.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the man continued to run with a stone ball on his back, running in the mountains and fields where no one went.

Although the stone ball was extremely heavy, the man stepped on the ground and did not even leave his footprints.

Rather than running on the ground, it is better to say that it is flying against the ground.

The sky is still a bit annoying after all.

At this time, Zhu Zishan still needs to deal with the stone ball behind him before he can let go of his hands and feet to fight the strong.

The stone ball behind Zhu Zishan became hotter and hotter. Even if he flew at an extremely fast speed, he could only barely keep the stone ball from melting.

It was like a red stone ball, like a glittering light, shuttled through the mountains and forests like light and light...

Night is coming.

Zhu Zishan had already left Leiyin Mountain with the stone ball thousands of miles away.

Even a monk who transforms the gods at this position cannot find him.

In this nameless canyon, a strange red light flashed.

A huge stone ball was suspended in the air, and a large amount of heat was emitted. The stone ball gradually turned into magma and dripped from the air.

When the stone ball completely melted, the silver-skinned soft ball was still floating in the air.

The silver-skin soft ball still has amazing calories, but no matter how much calories there are, it will eventually dissipate for one day.

Only when the temperature drops to a suitable level can Zhu Zishan begin to cast his external incarnation.

At present, Zhu Zishan could not put his soul into the silver-skinned soft ball at all. The amazing heat would instantly burn his soul to ashes.

In theory, after the first disaster of the Ghost Infant Calamity hit Yuemo, Yuemo had completely disappeared and both souls were destroyed.

However, Yue Mo is just a soul splitter.

Her memories are stored here in Zhu Zishan, and her understanding of the cultivation of the Great Dao has always been Zhu Zishan's cultivation.

Zhu Zishan lost only a soul splitting.

However, this soul was a wisp of soul divided by Zhu Zishan at the third level. She overcame many difficulties and practiced to the sixth level alone. During this process, she accumulated her own karma and had her own separate life trajectory. She was eventually recognized as a separate individual by the will of heaven and earth.

When Zhu Zishan survived the thunder tribulation, but Yue Mo did not naturally become a seventh-level ghost cultivator, Zhu Zishan had already determined the will of heaven and earth in this world and had regarded Yue Mo and him as two separate individuals.

Therefore, Zhu Zishan dared to let Yue Mo pass the tribulation by his side, without fearing that the ghost baby disaster would also count himself.

This time, Zhu Zishan regained his body and incarnation, and he would use a completely different method.

In theory...

He should have the eighth level of cultivation as soon as he was born, and he had extremely close contact with Zhu Zishan, almost equivalent to one person.

The soft silver-skinned ball was still spinning rapidly in the air, and the plants and trees in the canyon quickly withered down due to too much heat radiation...

Then the withered leaves burned because they received too much heat.

A strange demonic wind blew away completely, completely blew out the spreading wildfire.

Because the silver-skin soft ball radiates heat outward unscrupulously.

Only half a month later.

The silver-skin soft ball radiates less heat. At this time, Zhu Zishan held the huge soft ball in his hand and did not feel any burning heat.

Touching the soft ball gently feels like a warm jelly.

Zhu Zishan began to try to portray prophecies on the surface of the soft ball.

Hundreds of prophecies were quickly burned on the soft ball, as if they were born with patterns...

Another month passed.

The silver-skin soft ball has completely cooled down, but it is not completely cold, but is completely equivalent to the human body temperature.

The cooled silver-skin soft ball can no longer be called a soft ball. The silver-skin forms a hard shell, and the shell is filled with gray patterns written in prophecy.

The soft ball of silver skin now looks like a gray egg, and the silver skin has turned into a gray shell.

All this evolution was long as Zhu Zishan expected. When the temperature of the silver-skin soft ball was suitable, Zhu Zishan bit his fingertips and used his fingertips to draw a soul-inducing curse on the eggshell.

Zhu Zishan's fingertips turned into a faint golden color, and the appearance was almost the same as Xue Mengyao's blood.

The soul-guiding curse written in Zhu Zishan's blood exudes a strange ray of light.

Zhu Zishan pressed his hands on the soul-guiding curse, feeling the gradually formed life in the eggshell.

The extreme of chaos has a great possibility of life, which is the theoretical cornerstone of the Blood-burning Magic Art.

The inside of the high-temperature silver-skin soft ball is an extremely chaotic area.

When this area gradually cools down, it is not surprising that orderly living organisms are born.

Of course, this kind of life is absolutely random. It may be a bird or a beast, or even something similar to bacteria, or a flame with life.

However, after Zhu Zishan used the prophecy to intervene, this life form born from chaos will definitely be a human form and a strong man.

The materials that make up this strong man's body are Yue Mo's completely melted sixth-level body, a million-level blood soul bead, Yanfu Sandalwood, Eternal Crystal, and other top-quality materials produced in the River of Reincarnation.

It is in the tempering of the heavenly tribulation of the ghost infant calamity and is completely melted into one.

Orderly life is generated through the extreme of chaos; randomly generated life is constructed into the human body through the prophecy that can communicate with all orderly; and the soul-induced spell is infused with Zhu Zishan's soul-sharing.

This is how Zhu Zishan refines his external incarnation.

over time……

Zhu Zishan's soul split gradually had a synchronous fit with the newly formed living body.

Plop plop plop plop...

Vital signs The heart begins to beat, and blood begins to flow...

This time, Zhu Zishan's external incarnation was a complete life form, not the previous zombie.

Life takes time to conceive.

Zhu Zishan carried the already-scalding grey egg with a bamboo basket behind him and headed towards the Cuiping Mountains.

When Zhuzi Mountain came to Cuiping Mountains.

The living bodies in the gray eggs have begun to develop, the face is gradually clear, and the internal organs in the body are gradually taking shape...

During this period, Zhu Zishan's soul was rippling in the warm ocean, and he truly felt the greatness of life.
Chapter completed!