Volume 1 Chapter 925 Zhang Pa's Transformation Into a God
Chapter 925 Zhang Pa's Transformation
While thinking wildly, he flew to the Mist Valley. At this time, there were still seven years before the opening of the Mist Valley. The number of cultivators waiting outside the valley to enter the valley began to increase, and there were already more than a hundred people. Some were practicing alone, and some were sitting in groups of three or two to talk, all preparing to break into the Refining Temple to improve their practice.
Seeing their serious and pious appearance, Zhang Pa really wanted to persuade them to live well, cherish the present, and stop thinking about the boring things of practicing to immortality. The higher you practice, the faster you die!
But in the end, he still didn't say it. With so many people, how to persuade them? Who can persuade them? He landed in a deserted place in the distance and entered the Mist Valley underground.
He lay on the platform for a while, thought for a moment, got up and walked into the nine-story tower.
Just like last time, there were still two ghost-faced monsters standing in front of the small door on the fourth floor. When they saw Zhang Pa, they shouted: "Why are you here again? Kill!" and raised their forks to stab him. Zhang Pa dodged and said in a deep voice: "I want to see your master."
The ghost-faced monster missed the attack and was a little bit unbelievable. This guy is quite skilled. After hearing Zhang Pa's words, the two monsters were angry. Just now, one person attacked, but now both monsters attacked together, fiercely attacking Zhang Pa.
Zhang Pa was really helpless. He didn't want to fight, but these two guys insisted on picking a fight. He thought carefully outside. If he joined forces with Hai Ling to deal with the two monsters as the fortune teller said, what if he angered the master behind the ghost-faced monster? If the unknown god gets angry, it will be a big trouble, so he came up with such an unsound method, which can be regarded as a courtesy before force.
Seeing the two guys fighting with him, Zhang Pa had to run away. Fortunately, Hai Ling helped him and appeared in front of him in an instant. With a divine thought, he brought Zhang Pa to the fifth layer of dark space. Hai Ling asked, "Why do you want to provoke them?"
Zhang Pa said, "I don't want to provoke them. The God's messenger threatened me again and didn't let me become a god." When he said this, the Ghost Ancestor, who couldn't move in the darkness, interrupted and said, "Be content, kid. Even if you don't become a god, you are still the best master in the world. Who dares to provoke you? Besides, you still have at least a thousand years to live. Why are you in a hurry? For someone like me, even if I can live forever, what can I do?"
After listening to the Ghost Ancestor's complaints, knowing that he always wanted to escape from here, Zhang Pa explained, "The God's messenger told me that he couldn't handle the magic array of the Refining Temple, so you are still alive now. If Hai Ling lets you go, I can guarantee that you will die in his hands in less than a day."
After hearing this, the Ghost Ancestor was silent for a moment and said, "I know." Then he didn't speak again, and the darkness returned to silence.
Hai Ling asked at this time: "You want to become a god? Why?" Zhang Pa replied: "Just thinking about it."
There is an old saying that what is yours should not be forced. I don't know whether it is a great fortune or God forcing him to die. After Zhang Pa said these four words, his head suddenly buzzed, as if he understood something. His whole body changed from the inside out. He actually became a god! He actually became a god at this time and place because of a casual word!
All the pores on his body opened up, and the blood vessels in his body opened up. The blood in his body roared like a river. Although his ears were silent, his eyes seemed to have opened their eyes. The empty and dark space of the fifth layer was as bright as a candle in his eyes. He could already see what was here. In other words, it was his heart that saw the scene in the fifth layer.
Suddenly, there were many more insights in his heart, and he remembered what the fortune teller said when he killed the second ghost ancestor and others: the so-called transformation of the god is to transform yourself to achieve the primordial spirit. Without building a foundation, without a golden elixir, and without a primordial infant, you are your own god, and every part of your body is your god.
He did as he was told, dispersing the spiritual power in his body and releasing it from all his pores, leaving only an empty shell, and then dispersing his Nascent Soul, peeling off his Soul bit by bit.
Of course, the Nascent Soul refused to do so, struggling to hold on to every bit of his Soul and not let it leave. However, the Nascent Soul, which lost its spiritual power, was soon defeated, and could only helplessly watch as the Soul drifted away from his body and landed in his empty body.
The Nascent Soul was unwilling to disappear, especially Zhang Pa's Nascent Soul, which was dozens or hundreds of times more powerful than the Nascent Soul of ordinary top-level cultivators. He seemed to have his own life and his own shallow consciousness.
Zhang Pa was surprised. No wonder the Ghost Ancestor split into two after the transformation of the Soul. On the one hand, it was because of his practice, and on the other hand, it should be related to the Nascent Soul.
At this time, he could not let the Nascent Soul do what it wanted, and he continued to forcefully peel off the Soul. But there was still a tiger's golden elixir in his mind. That golden elixir and Zhang Pa's Nascent Soul had been fused together for several times and fought together. They had become attached to each other and would not allow Zhang Pa to disperse it. It was forced to transform into a tiger shape and snatch control of Zhang Pa's body.
Zhang Pa was so depressed. It was said that the Nascent Soul was the place where the whole person's soul was located, but Zhang Pa was about to transform into a spirit. The soul was everywhere in his body. He controlled the Nascent Soul to submit with his will. Who would have expected that a tiger would come to make trouble? He had to divide his energy to fight the tiger.
And in his body, there was also a divine tear, an ice crystal, a pair of natal bone spurs, a calming bead, and a hard iron knife. Each of them was a treasure. During the struggle between Zhang Pa and the tiger's soul, they jumped around and were very lively. This scared him again. It was uncomfortable enough to have a tiger, so don't get in!
He was transforming into a spirit. Hai Ling couldn't see it, but Gui Zu could see it clearly. He cursed inwardly: What a bastard, how can you transform into a spirit like this? Thinking of the hard work he had put in, he almost wanted to bite Zhang Pa to death. This bastard is so annoying, he is so casual even in his transformation to a spirit.
Hai Ling asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?" Ghost Ancestor sighed, "Don't disturb him, he is in the process of transformation to a spirit."
"Ah?" Hai Ling was startled and said, "Isn't that dangerous? He will be killed by the angel."
"He deserves to be angry with me all day, and he deserves to experience the feeling of thorns in his bones." Ghost Ancestor said angrily. Not wanting to be rebutted by Little Hai Ling immediately: "Why are you like this? Big brother comes to see you every time. He is afraid that you will be lonely. He talks to you and brings you food, but you still curse him like this."
Yes, after being educated by a little brat, Ghost Ancestor said: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously. I know he is good to me, but I can only rely on myself to transform into a god. We are here to accompany him, hoping to succeed in transforming into a god. "
Hai Ling was stunned when he heard it, and immediately asked: "How many times will it take?" Ghost Ancestor said: "Who knows, it depends on qualifications and luck."
While the two masters were chatting, Zhang, fearing that he was suffering, gave up on Yuanying and fought with all his strength against the tiger. He finally managed to defeat the tiger and then came back to torment Yuanying. Seeing that the Yuanying became smaller and smaller, the tiger gave up and spread itself apart with a roar. I can't beat you. Can you disappear with the Yuanying?
Zhang was afraid of this Khan. He had already been able to transform Tiger's Jindan Yuanshen, but he was reluctant to do so just to commemorate Hu Ping's care for him. Who knew that Tiger's Yuanshen actually committed suicide. He hurriedly controlled the soul that had been transformed, forced the tiger soul into one place, forced it to condense into a golden elixir again, and then seize the time to transform into an infant.
The whole process sounds simple, but in fact it is extremely troublesome and arduous. It took a full ninety-nine and eighty-one days to be considered complete. For ascetics, this is an auspicious number. If you return to your true nature in nine or nine months, it indicates that you will be able to seek your true self and ascend early.
On the eighty-first day of his transformation into a god, in the void and dark space on the fifth floor of the Refining Temple, a sudden light burst out, and dazzling balls of light rose from Zhang Ai's body and slowly floated into the air.
The signs in the sky when he transformed into a god were different from those of Meng Nu. What Meng Nu showed was many rainbows, while he was countless light groups. Huge shining light groups of different colors flew out from his body and covered everywhere around him in an instant. , and extends to the distance.
I don’t know how many colorful light groups have risen, as if it will never end. Countless light groups float silently, illuminating the void darkness on the fifth floor into the glazed world of the Great Auspicious Sky, with continuous brilliance and brilliance. people.
A day passed after this tossing, and finally the light ball stopped floating, and beautiful music followed gently in the ears. What's weird is that the Taoist deities actually sound like Buddhist chants, Sanskrit chants, bells and morning drums, mixed in with the melodious music, giving the music a more dignified and sacred feeling.
At the same time, petals fell from the sky, and the fragrance was refreshing. Each one was bright and dazzling, covering the entire void world. In this endless prosperity, a small Nascent Soul slowly appeared, which was Zhang Wen's former Nascent Soul. The little Yuanying picked up the flowers, listened to the beautiful music, and looked up to look for the dazzling balls of light. After looking at it for a while, I seemed to have found the light group I needed. With a little tap of my finger, I saw the light groups all over the sky crowded together and overlapped. In just a moment, countless light groups disappeared, and a huge, bright sun appeared, flying slowly towards the small sun. Nascent Soul stopped in front of him after a moment.
Little Yuanying blew the petals off his hand, pointed his finger at the huge light ball, and heard a clear popping sound. The huge light ball shattered into a stream of light that filled the sky, and turned into endless fiery trees and silver flowers, slowly floating down from the sky.
As the large light group exploded, the little Nascent Soul dispersed at the same time, disappearing without a trace, but one could feel his powerful power falling slowly with the light all over the sky, flying to Zhang Ai from all directions.
Streams of light stuck to Zhang Awei's body, and traces of soul poured into Zhang Awei's body. Gradually, the speed became faster and faster. In less than a quarter of an hour, all the light in the sky had entered Zhang Awei's body. When the last ray of light disappeared, The last sound of the endless music sounded, and the ending sound ended with a clang. At this time, Zhang was afraid of letting out a sigh, slowly opened his eyes, smiled, and successfully transformed into a spirit!
Ghost Ancestor was very angry: "You can also transform into gods? You can transform into gods like this? And you succeeded? Does God have eyes?" Zhang Ain smiled and said: "You told me what I was thinking." Hai Lingcai Ignoring what Ghost Ancestor said, he shouted happily: "It's successful! Congratulations, brother!" Then he asked: "Why does it take so long? What does it feel like to become a god?"
Zhang Ping said: "There are so many feelings about becoming a god, too many to mention. To put it simply, I feel like I can control everything and know the thoughts of flowers and plants." "So magical?" Hai Ling said happily.