MTL - Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons-Chapter 240 Seven feet golden body
Chapter 240 The Seven-foot Golden Body
Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.
Wu Daoan's figure was slightly stooped, and he was walking in Courtyard A with his hands behind his back. He looked like an ordinary old man who was about to die.
When the Yin gods saw him coming, they silently stepped aside.
He didn’t say anything to strike up a conversation, he just watched him walk away quietly.
Without the golden book, naturally there is no need to preside over the training in the martial arts temple, and it is no longer necessary to be on duty at the temple.
But this is not the reason why the other martial arts alienated him.
Autocratic.
While the ancestor was sleeping, he completely ignored the other fellow disciples in the First Academy and made such an important decision without consulting anyone.
“I don’t want Junior Brother Shen to become the second Senior Brother Zhu.”
“But Old Ghost Wu is pushing him towards the fire pit step by step.”
It doesn’t matter whether it is used or not, just swallow it all into the body first.
The bystanders pondered for a moment: "Relaxing?"
…
“He robs it, you rob it too, everyone robs it together, and then when it’s really needed, let’s just capture it all without our hands!”
Several martial arts immortals looked indifferently in the direction where the old man left.
…”
After saying that, he took a few breaths and said, "What is Junior Brother Shen doing now?"
Shen Yi opened her eyes and raised her eyebrows.
All of this was written by Wu Daoan.
I encountered no obstacles or difficulties at all.
"Should we grab some of it for savings before he reacts?"
Shen Yi sat in the corner, closing her eyes and listening, occasionally nodding lightly and stretching comfortably.
Senior Brother Zhu cleared his throat and recited the Qingxin Jue again.
The martial immortal waved his sleeves angrily and scolded his fellow disciples.
The thing they were most worried about has finally emerged. Junior Brother Shen’s physique is truly amazing, and he also has the greed that matches his physique.
Recited it about three more times.
This old ghost made the decision for the entire martial arts temple, so who gave him this power?
“The incense and wish power represented by the golden book has been reduced by 30% these days.” Someone said softly.
Senior Brother Zhu finally stopped and said with a hopeful look on his face: "Junior Brother, can you show me that one again?"
In the small attic of the arsenal.
Shen Yi was in charge of the Golden Wolf and Jade Talisman from the day she entered the Martial Arts Temple, and within a little more than a month, she obtained the golden book of temple blessings.
"I understand." Senior Brother Zhu turned around and opened the formation in the small attic to block the sight and perception of others, and then sat solemnly in the corner holding the skeleton frame.
Seeing this, Shen Yi closed her eyes again.
The Yin God in the Qi Sea is sitting cross-legged. Compared to before, it has an extra golden bead in its arms.
There is a figure huddled in the bead.
Touch the golden beads with your mind.
The next moment, the golden bead appeared in Shen Yi's palm, and then hung in the air.
The dazzling golden light spread out like silk threads, weaving a seven-foot-tall dazzling golden shadow in place.
The moment it appeared, all the jade slips in the attic were eclipsed.
I saw that his whole body was extremely strong and his face was calm and intimidating.
There are bright red lines extending from the back, like a ferocious and ferocious face.
"ah!"
Senior Brother Zhu opened his mouth and stared straight at the golden body. He was clearly a yin god, but he seemed to hear his own pounding heartbeat.
The golden body of Dharma slowly opened his eyes.
With his eyes sweeping across, Senior Brother Zhu felt as if the Yin Shen was about to be shattered by the shock.
The only thing Zhu Jue found strange was that after Junior Brother Shen sacrificed his golden body, he became extremely indifferent and never refused to speak.
Sure enough, the Arhat's golden body silently looked away, turned back into a bead and floated into Shen Yi's palm.
…”
Zhu Jue reluctantly put away the formation, but did not ask for too much. After all, when a golden body like this is not completely formed, it is the most nervous time for a monk in the realm of gods.
The sea and the sky are vast if you take one step forward. If you are intercepted and killed in advance, it will be a big misfortune. Naturally, the fewer people know about it, the better.
Junior Brother Shen is willing to reveal it to himself, which is already a great favor.
Thinking about it this way, Zhu Jue still felt a little sore in his nose. “Junior brother, what kind of emotion is this?”
“I am so jealous that I wish I could eat his flesh and blood alive.” Shen Yi slowly stood up and put the golden beads into the sea of qi.
“Wrong.”
Senior Brother Zhu shook his head in a rare way: "I just feel very desperate. Why can't I have such a golden statue? Looking at your back, I feel a little beyond my reach."
“The qualifications are not good, that’s what it is.” Shen Yi nodded.
“…” Zhu Jue was stunned for a moment and gritted his teeth: “I really want to eat his flesh and bones alive now.”
“Actually, this thing is not interesting.”
Shen Yi glanced at him and said calmly: "You will get tired of it after using it a few times."
"ha?"
Hearing this, Zhu Jue turned around and faced the corner: "Junior brother, please go. I want to be alone."
Seeing that my good intentions are paying off.
Shen Yi waved her hands and left the arsenal unhurriedly.
Wait until the golden and jade steps are closed.
He just sighed.
【Remaining demon lifespan: twenty-four thousand one hundred years】
Shen Yi thought that the process of casting a golden body would be difficult, but she did not expect it to be this difficult.
It took more than 20,000 years.
According to the prompts on the panel, this seven-foot-tall golden body is only a semi-finished product, not even a small success.
It is estimated that it is also the weakest existence in the realm of transformation.
The reason why we have stopped moving forward is not that the incense is not strong enough, but that Qinghua is going crazy...
The woman's eyes were red as soon as she came out, she was biting her lip, her eyes were dazed, and she looked like a resentful girl.
Comparatively, Shen Yi was much less affected. After all, he only played a "transit" role.
Although the spirit is exhausted, it does not lead to madness.
Shortcuts have a price...let someone else pay them.
With the golden body of the transformed **** to protect you.
Shen Yi felt much more relaxed. She tidied her green shirt and went to the Martial Temple to relax as usual.
…
Outside the imperial city, a carriage slowly stopped.
The old man in black armor dismounted and handed over the booklet, then mounted the red horse and comforted the car: "Don't be angry, maybe it's really urgent, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to say hello to you. "
In the carriage.
The beautiful girl in white shirt held the cord of the silver bell with both hands and stared at the bell angrily.
“I’m not angry.”
After saying that, she seemed to be trying to convince herself, and said in a more serious tone: "I know he must be in a hurry, and he must be busy slaying demons."
Chen Qiankun drove the carriage towards the Martial Arts Temple.
Then he stopped in front of the Demon Catcher's Office.
He smiled bitterly to himself. If Shen Yi hadn't left Qingzhou quietly, this little girl would probably have been reluctant to exchange the blood of the demon king for training in the martial arts temple. This was not for training, it was clearly an excuse to go to Beijing.
"well."
The old man shook his head and walked towards the general office.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two figures.
The former is wearing a green shirt and looks handsome and unrestrained, while the latter is wearing a white skirt and holds a long sword in his hand. His figure is plump and full of charm.
The two stood side by side, as if talking softly.
…”
Chen Qiankun choked and quickly pretended not to see it.
Stepped into the general office.
The carriage was parked quietly, and the curtain was gently lifted a little.
Lin Baiwei hid behind the curtain, quietly looked outside, and then pursed her red lips unconsciously.
She put down the curtain in despair and clutched the silver bell in her palm.
It doesn’t look very busy…
(End of this chapter)
