Honghuang: I am the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole.

Chen Changsheng had played a game called "If you are a man, go down a hundred floors" in class in the past.

I'm not exaggerating.

He is a leader in this field.

It's just that this thing only has eighteen floors at the moment.

But its sense of oppression far exceeds the so-called one hundred floors or thousands of floors.

Chen Changsheng looked back at Empress Pingxin and felt that her eyes seemed to reveal a so-called "jump quickly, are you a man?" contempt.

In order to get rid of that disdainful look.

Chen Changsheng didn't think much and jumped.

"Don't use your magic power to resist. If you want to reshape your divine body, you must first completely shatter it. I will help you when it is most suitable to recast your divine body."

Chen Changsheng, who understood it thoroughly, stopped using his magic power.

Isn't this just letting his physical body go to hell again?

He understood.

For the sake of immortality after countless calamities, it is just the pain of going to hell, which is nothing at all.

.......

Ping Xin silently watched Chen Changsheng step into the eighteen layers of hell, his eyes shining.

He thought that this disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun who said he wanted to refine his body would always wail in pain to a certain extent after going to hell alone.

After all.

Most cultivators except the Wu clan practiced the great way of the soul, and looked down on the so-called skin and flesh.

Especially after no longer using magic power, the pain that could be felt was even more intense.

However.

What surprised him was that Chen Changsheng had not groaned since he entered hell, no matter what kind of suffering he suffered.

Such performance is naturally something that many great powers can do.

But when it comes to a disciple of the Chan Sect, Ping Xin still can't help but be surprised.

This shows that this seemingly weak existence is really determined to pursue the Tao.

This is very important.

"Originally, I only planned to use the Yin soil of the Nine Netherworld to help you reshape your divine body."

"Now it seems that using only the Yin soil is indeed a little insufficient."

"Since you are working so hard, I will take the initiative to borrow a drop of the ancestor witch's blood from sister Xuanming."

Empress Pingxin flashed and returned to the Nine Springs.

With a slight scratch of her fingernail, a drop of blood with brilliant divine light flashed out from the center of Xuanming's eyebrows.

"Sister, Pingxin no longer has the body of the ancestor witch and cannot condense Hou Tu's blood. He made a bold statement to bring you back to life, so I gave him a drop of sister's blood!"

"Sister's blood has now become more powerful and mysterious after being cleansed by the Nine Springs than when she was a ancestor witch."

"Combined with my top-grade innate spiritual root, the red spider lily, it will definitely allow him to reshape a perfect divine body."

Pingxin explained to Xuanming in front of her word by word, and then returned to the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

At this time, a flower of the other shore also appeared beside her hand.

Flower of the other shore.

It is the top-grade innate spiritual root that bloomed in the reincarnation after her body turned into reincarnation. It itself carries the meaning of flowers blooming on the other shore and reincarnation on the other shore.

Combined with the blood of the ancestor witch after her sister was purified by the Nine Springs.

It can be said that

This is the best thing she can take out in the Nine Netherworld at this stage.

Unexpectedly, the final result is to be used on a disciple of the Chan Sect.

Empress Pingxin always felt that this happened very strangely.

But it happened after all.

In this case.

Then she naturally has to continue this matter well.

Chen Changsheng finally did not go down to the eighteenth floor.

His body turned into blood in the blood pool hell on the thirteenth floor and completely melted.

However.

His primordial spirit. Soul and spirit are completely fine.

Because he is the ghost emperor of the Nine Netherworld, his soul is naturally protected.

"Well done!"

"Now just recite the spell I taught you in your heart and start to condense a new body."

Looking at the pool of blood in front of him, Chen Changsheng was wondering if Lady Pingxin wanted to replicate the birth of the witch clan and let him walk out of the blood pool.

However.

He still concentrated his mind and began to circulate the Zhoutian according to the spell taught by Lady Pingxin.

"The nine essentials are the secrets..."

"The true one is pure and without impurities, which is called the true one. The catastrophe lasts forever, which is called the one..."

Chen Changsheng concentrated his mind.

What Lady Pingxin said before was the general outline of the "Nine Turns Mysterious Art".

And when it comes to the one, it is time to perform the first turn of the mysterious art.

He closed his eyes to rest.

But suddenly he felt the lower part of his soul, YuanAround the god, there seemed to be flowers slowly blooming.

In the middle.

It seemed that there was a tyrannical force that interpreted all kinds of mysteries.

But he had no time to see what it was.

"Concentrate your mind and absorb the power of the spiritual root and the blood of the god with all your strength. They will become the foundation of your future divine body and are hidden in your body."

"The higher the number of turns of your Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, the more you can absorb them and transform them into your own power!"

Hearing that this was the work of Empress Pingxin.

Chen Changsheng completely let go of his thoughts.

His current soul cultivation is Taiyi Jinxian, so naturally he has to cultivate his physical body to the level of the fifth turn of the mysterious art.

As his body was reshaped, he immediately felt that his pressure began to slowly disappear.

When it came to the third turn.

He felt that his body had a sense of falling.

It was obviously Empress Pingxin who helped him practice and let him start to go to the fourteenth level of hell again.

But this time.

He had to keep circulating his magic power.

Boom!

At a certain moment.

He felt a huge guillotine falling on his body, as if it was going to torture him, and his blood circulation was circulated, and the mysterious Dao rhyme emerged all over his body.

"The spirit likes to be quiet, the qi likes to move, and the movement and stillness are often between Kan and Li, the secret of movement and stillness."

Chen Changsheng's eyes suddenly opened, and he recited the five-turn formula taught by the Pingxin Niangniang, and stood up suddenly.

At this time, his body was thoroughly tempered, and the level of the fifth turn of the mysterious art was equivalent to his current cultivation.

"This method is a quick way to refine the body. Even the witch clan will not use this extreme method. You can hold on, very good."

When the witch clan dominated the prehistoric world, there were no eighteen layers of hell.

If there really were, maybe this place would be the favorite place of the witch clan.

Chen Changsheng complained.

In fact, the Eighteen Layers of Hell are mostly for the souls that enter the Nine Netherworld, and only have a secondary effect on the body.

After he reshaped his divine body, he immediately used the Wanling Ancient Blade to explore his body and detected the existence of the red spider lily and the Xuanming blood.

But since Lady Pingxin didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask more.

This friendship.

He remembered it.