When Wang An entered the Eight Desolate Tower, Xiao Ruoli ran over with a nervous look on his face. After looking at Wang An who was in a mess, he was not seriously injured, and then he let go of his heart.

"Brother, how are you doing? Are we leaving the Destruction Desert now?" Xiao Ruoli looked at Wang An and suddenly asked.

"Oh, don't mention it, I left after leaving! I accidentally entered the starry sky. I don't know what corner it has fallen, but it's very dangerous outside. I'll take care of my injuries first." Wang An said with a bad look on his face.

Wang An simply told Xiao Ruoli what had happened before, and walked directly under the Enlightenment Tea Tree to start practicing.

The body absorbed the blood from the Bailing Pool to purify it, and the Nascent Soul was instilled with the power of the Qingling Nascent Soul. Wang An now completely turned into a moving treasure house, like a child surrounded by thousands of people. If he was not digested in time, he might make some mistakes in the end.

When Wang An had just advanced to the Nascent Soul, he had already planned to refine his own external incarnation. At this moment, the power of the Nascent Soul is powerful, so it is naturally the best time to split the Nascent Soul.

As for the records of refining the external incarnation, Wang An obtained it from the Shennong record and the secret technique of splitting the Nascent Soul is also recorded in it.

Generally, cultivators will split a ray of soul and send it into their incarnation. The soul will hardly rebel and will be the easiest to control; however, the soul's thinking is fixed and there is no possibility of infinite development.

The technique of cracking the infant recorded in Shennong's heritage was actually used to control all things in the world; Wang An suddenly had a whim and wanted to directly split a small part of the Nascent Soul to refine the clone.

As for the spiritual objects of heaven and earth that carry the soul, he has already prepared it. He has obtained the legendary Creation Tianxin Lotus in the Lingxu site before, and it is definitely a first-class spiritual object to refine the clone.

“Buzz!”

Three days later, eight-colored divine light burst out from Wang An's Nascent Soul body, and a terrifying aura filled the world.

The Nascent Soul flew out of Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness in a spiral, suspended in the air, his soul power was raging, and his spiritual pressure was swelling.

Xiao Ruoli, who was beside him, ran over nervously, holding his breath and staring at Wang An's every move.

I saw Wang An squeezing the magic trick in his hand, his eyes closed, his facial features twisted, and he seemed to be suffering from great pain.

As the magic tricks fell into the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul Runes flashed and shook violently, and seemed to explode vaguely.

"point!"

Wang An's eyes suddenly opened, he roared, sweating heavily, blushed, and trembling all over his body.

At the same time, the soul power on his Nascent Soul suddenly shone brightly, and a ball of thumb-sized light split out directly, and turned into a mini Nascent Soul that was one inch inch inch.

Wang Anzhuying's aura instantly became a little weaker, and the powerful spiritual power fell directly to the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, and the entire Nascent Soul was also depressed.

A stream of pain penetrated into the bone marrow, tearing the soul and breaking down the pain of the Nascent Soul, making Wang An almost faint; but he still endured the pain and continued to pinch the magic tricks, and countless mysterious runes fell on the Nascent Soul clone.

After absorbing the runes, the clone gradually began to have a hint of spirit and independently absorbed the spiritual energy in the world. After a quarter of an hour, the clone grew to an inch in size, and Wang An stopped casting spells in his hand.

"Brother, are you splitting the Nascent Soul?" Xiao Ruoli asked Wang An hesitantly with a look of shock.

"Well, I plan to refine a clone. At present, the Nascent Soul is full of power, and the time is just ripe!" Wang An's face gradually returned to calm, and he said tiredly.

Wang An put away the two Nascent Souls, one big and one small, and sat cross-legged under the Enlightenment Tea Tree to restore the Nascent Soul. At the same time, he refines the clones in various ways to make him gradually become stronger.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and Wang An's little Nascent Soul finally stabilized at this time, and his body was filled with glittering light; however, the aura emitted on it was only the twelfth level of the Golden Pill, and he did not enter the realm of Nascent Soul.

At this time, Wang An thought of it, and an ancient cauldron appeared between heaven and earth. This was the Shennong Cauldron.

“Buzz!”

At this time, the Enlightenment Tea Tree swayed, and an elf-like little girl appeared on the tree.

"Wang An, if you dare to set fire here to refine things, do you believe it or not, I will smash this broken tripod?" The spirit of Enlightenment Tea sat on the branch, shook his feet, and pouted his mouth and said to Wang An.

"Um, aunt, can't I leave?" Wang An glanced at the little guy and admitted defeat.

"Hmph, this is almost the same!" The spirit of the Enlightenment Tea Tree disappeared on the tree with a smile.

*******

Wang An casually found a place, set up a magic array, and opened the furnace to refine various precious materials. Although he already had Tianxin Creation Root, many auxiliary materials still needed to be refined.

Pigeon blood red stone, moonlight crystal, merging grass, and immortality vine... As various rare spiritual objects fell into the Shennong Cauldron, the entire cauldron emitted a dazzling spiritual light, and the spiritual liquid in half of the furnace inside was boiling and rolling.

About a month later, Wang An opened his eyes, stopped casting spells in his hands, and looked at the boiling spiritual liquid with a calm expression.

"Wang An, I have dug back the lotus root you want!" At this time, Xiao Jin appeared in front of Wang An reluctantly, holding a three-inch long Tianxin Creation Lotus root with a rolling rhyme on it.

Wang An took over the Tianxin Creation Lotus Root, muttered something in his mouth, and threw the lotus root into the Shennong Cauldron.

"Boom!"

The Tianxin Creation Lotus fell into the Shennong Cauldron, and a powerful spiritual pressure burst out, and all the spiritual pressure was boiling.

Wang An's face changed slightly, and the magic formula in his hand changed, causing the magic array at the bottom of the cauldron to rotate rapidly, emitting a raging fire.

Three days later, the lotus root of Tianxin’s fortune had already begun to melt, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme began to permeate the world.

Xiao Ruoli had been checking Wang An's clones to refine his body, but after feeling the mysterious Taoist rhyme, he stood cross-legged and began to practice.

Fifteen days later, Wang An's face turned pale, but his eyes were flashing with excitement. Because at this moment, Tianxin's Creation Lotus had completely mixed with all the rare objects, and the rolling rhyme filled the surroundings, making people's soul tremble.

"The nature of the sky is created to cast my magic body!"

Wang An swallowed a few spiritual medicines, roared, and quickly pinched out mysterious magic tricks with both hands. The spiritual liquid in the Shennong Cauldron drips and floated in the void. As the magic tricks in Wang An's hand fell on it, the spiritual liquid rotated rapidly and the Taoist rhyme rolled.

After a moment, a vague figure began to appear in the void, and began to condense vaguely, gradually turning into a person of seven feet in size.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was injected into the mysterious phantom, and a vast and majestic spiritual pressure came faintly from it.

A month passed, Wang An's face was as yellow as paper, and a monk who was carved out like the same mold as him appeared in the air with a dull face, with a sluggish look on his face, and his body was full of Taoist rhyme, and his spiritual pressure was amazing.

"Hehe, Wang An is the reason why you don't listen to the refining of incarnation under my body, I will help you!"

At this time, the Enlightenment Tea Tree swayed, and the Enlightenment Tea Spirit appeared in the void again, and his body flashed and reached Wang An's clone's head.

The next moment, he waved his pink little hand, and a leaf of Enlightenment Tea suddenly appeared in the void. As she clicked, it turned into a gust of green liquid and fell on the clone, completely absorbed.

"boom!"

After the clone absorbed the Enlightenment Tea, the Taoist rhyme on his body rolled and surged, almost suffocating, and a powerful vitality burst out from his body. ()
Chapter completed!