Old Man Wan Zhu stood in a daze, silent for a long time, as if he was recalling, and as if he was falling into a depressed mood.

Luo Yuan held his hands on his back, lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something, and he had completely ignored the old man Wan Zhu. The two powerful Jindans who had once dominated the endless sea looked at each other at this time, but their thoughts were completely different.

I don’t know how long it took, Luo Yuan waved his sleeves and separated from his incarnation again. Then, Luo Yuan, the soul of his original deity stepped away from his own sea of ​​consciousness and took back the control of his body. Luo Yuan, gray-clothed, pondered for a moment, and asked at the old man Wan Zhu: “How long can you live with your puppet body and the soul of a monk?”

When the old man Wan Zhu heard this, he sighed, but did not avoid this question: "In less than two hundred years, the puppet body will naturally last forever, but my soul has already decayed. The cycle of heaven and the erosion of time, these are things that we cannot fight with our strength. If it weren't for the Han family's bloodline that awakened me, I'm afraid I would have died in my sleep."

When Luo Yuan, the gray-clothed Luo Yuan heard that there was no trouble, he just nodded lightly. He was Luo Yuan, but he had another personality. If he was the original, he would be touched by foreign affairs and things due to his own experience. Luo Yuan, the gray-clothed Luo Yuan, was more like a monarch who had no emotions. For him, there was no so-called touching the scene and feeling, and the only emotion was just recognition and respect for his opponent, and the rest was cold and indifferent.

"Then you go back to the bamboo tube first. I had found the Soul-raising Wood before, but unfortunately, I was almost robbed and lost. If I had this thing in my hand, maybe I could live longer." Luo Yuan, a gray-clothed man, said indifferently.

"Haha, will you live longer?" Old Man Wan Zhu shook his head and left with a smile. In the laughter, there was no trace of nostalgia for life and fear of death.

Luo Yuan, gray-clothed, looked at the figure of the old man Wan Zhu leaving, and frowned slightly. He didn't understand why there were still monks who had no extravagance to live. If they could survive, who would not want to live? Isn't the monk practicing for his whole life just to be able to have a long life span? Isn't he pursuing the cultivation of the world that looks proud of the world? He shook his head and did not continue to think, because Luo Yuan knew that he had no experience similar to Old Man Wan Zhu, and he had no way to understand or feel it. In the end, he sat cross-legged down and silently recovered from his injuries in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The reason why Nascent Soul cultivators far surpass that of Golden Pill monks is the fundamental reason for Nascent Soul. This is a completely different life characteristic. The monks under Nascent Soul are like mortals, and everything is based on their bodies. Golden Pill monks are better. The cultivators who build foundations and train qi have the same weakness as those of mortals. If the heart, head, and these two fatal places are injured, they are very likely to die like mortals. And their three souls and seven spirits will gradually dissipate and will not last forever.

After the golden elixir, they have begun to transcend the world. Even if the internal organs are damaged, as long as the head is not cut off and the heart is not dug out. These injuries can be recovered under the powerful golden elixir cultivation, and all it takes is a matter of time. Their physical bodies are stronger and the spiritual energy that can carry is stronger. Therefore, their vitality will be more vigorous and their life span will be longer. Their three souls and seven spirits will be extremely powerful under the nourishment of the misty purple air, and may even be in the hands of the great cultivator who can do the heavens and the sky, and there may be a possibility of reversing life and death.

The power of the Nascent Soul monks' every move is not only 20,000 years old. What is this concept? A mortal only wants to live a hundred years in their lifetime, and their life span is worth tens of a mortal. Not only does the Nascent Soul monks have a shocking means, but their life span is long and long, but their survival ability has made countless monks and ordinary people long for them.

When the cultivation level reaches the Nascent Soul, it will no longer be influenced by the physical body. In addition to physical cultivation, the physical body has little compatibility and tolerance for them. Even if they are heart-wrenching, beheading, or even turning their body into ashes, as long as the Nascent Soul is still there, they will not die. Nascent Soul is the foundation of their life.

The Nascent Soul is like their second life, with physical bodies destroyed and the spirits not falling. The Nascent Soul can even teleport the technique. Who can reach the distance of a hundred miles? What they need to do is to find another body and lodge the Nascent Soul inside. Such methods are simply horrifying, so old man Wan Zhu regretted not being able to step into the Nascent Soul back then. If he could step into the Nascent Soul realm, then to this day, the overlord on Wuya Sea would definitely have his place.

Old Man Wan Zhu left Luo Yuan's body and returned to the bamboo tube that had been hiding for hundreds of years. After Old Man Wan Zhu left, Luo Yuan was sitting cross-legged, and the dazzling green light shining quickly retreated. The dead energy and the deep buried withered yellow left. Instead, there were rays of glowing lights, auspicious energy swelled, and the body was crystal clear and bright. Runes behind him rose, like a sacred spirit, and the Buddhas shone in the world, making people feel awe.

Luo Yuan woke up. He glanced at Old Man Wan Zhu with a little meaningful meaning, then closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and trained himself.

Five years later

Luo Yuan's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and golden light shot out from it. The sword intent beside him buzzed, as if he could open the mountain and break the sky with just a thought.

"Hu", he let out a long breath, clenched his fists with both hands, felt the vigorous power on his body at this moment, and smiled slightly. His injuries had been healed. After sitting for five years, he was like sleeping, without realizing it. Luo Yuan stood up, took out a jar of wine from the storage bag, broke the mud with his palm, and then drank a big mouthful of drinks.

"Good wine, I haven't drunk for many years, but it's really delicious." After a few sips, the jar of wine became an empty jar. Luo Yuan threw the jar aside casually and continued to sit cross-legged. Before, he was to heal his wounds, but now, he needed to deduce his own path to evolve more means, and to understand the annihilation finger that Dan Tai Hua wanted to pass on to him.

Time flies, and the years change, and in the blink of an eye, another five years pass by in a hurry.

"Lei Fu, why are you in Liyuan Sect? I remember that you should be in the ancient Guangyang Sect. How long have you been back? Why didn't you go back to the Lei family? Could it be that you did something wrong?"

On the main hall of Liyuan Sect

Lei Tong looked at the young man kneeling in front of him with quite interesting thoughts. This young man was the Lei disciple who had followed Luo Yuan and Huang Fengzi to Li Yuan Sect.

"Old ancestor, it's a long story for me to say about my disciples. In fact, ten years ago, my disciples came to Liyuan Sect, but the ancestors didn't come here many times before, so I never saw it." Lei Fu spoke respectfully.

"What! You kid is messing around! Who allowed you to come and defect to the sect? Are you not making enemies for the Lei family? What will the Guangyang Ancient Sect think of my Lei family? What should the disciples in my Lei family who are still in the Guangyang Ancient Sect? You!" Lei Tong was still very angry and immediately sat on the hall of Liyuan Sect and began to scold him.
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