Mysterious Catastrophe

After being certified as a Nascent Soul, you can live for 1000 years!

This is already the apex of the world of cultivating immortals!

As for Huashen?

I am afraid that most monks dare not even dream about it.

Fang Lang retreated for another three months to stabilize the Nascent Soul, and then turned into a streamer, and went to visit Aaron.

"Thank you master for pointing the maze, otherwise, even with the help of the elixir, I wouldn't be able to survive the catastrophe of the demon!"

He bowed down to Aaron, and what he said was all sincerity.

Even though there is the 'Hunyuan Ningying Pill', which can guarantee the success of the Broken Pill becoming a baby, but the ensuing catastrophe of the demons left Fang Lang with lingering fears.

In countless reincarnations, he will think that he has become another person, no, many people...

If it weren't for the experience of playing the role of the head of the Li family before, and guarding the last line of clarity in his heart, maybe he would be reduced...

It can be seen from this that the ancestors who can prescribe the right medicine have such good eyesight!

In Fang Lang's heart, he had great admiration for Aaron.

"Well, being able to condense Nascent Soul is barely enough to be my real disciple."

Aaron sat cross-legged and said calmly.

"Meet Master!"

Fang Lang was overjoyed, and knelt down to salute.

"Free, get up..."

Aaron waved his sleeves, and a gentle force immediately helped Fang Lang up: "Being able to become a Nascent Soul cultivator has surpassed [-]% of the immortal cultivators in the world...As a teacher, let me ask you a question, but I still think about it." Is there a way?"

"Naturally!" Fang Lang replied without hesitation.

But whoever cultivates immortals, who doesn't want to become a true immortal who is immortal?

"But the aptitude of the disciples is low, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult to cultivate to the late stage of Nascent Soul, and it will be even more difficult to transform the gods..."

Fang Lang looked at Aaron expectantly.

Aaron didn't answer, but asked, "How is the Li family?"

"After the apprentice condenses the Nascent Soul, he plans to accept the Li family as a disciple to repay the cause and effect..." Fang Lang replied honestly.

"Not bad……"

Aaron nodded and said calmly: "There is no theorem for Nascent Soul to break through the transformation of the gods in the later stage. It depends entirely on the monk's personal chance, and even the chance still dominates. Aptitude is not a problem... As a teacher, there happens to be a 'transformation Spirit ointment', half of this medicine is refined by humans, and half of it is made by nature... It is also very effective for monks at the peak of Nascent Soul to attack the gods."

Fang Lang's eyes widened: "There is such a panacea in the world?"

If someone else said it, he probably wouldn't believe it, but as the number one monk in the world and the great master of alchemy, Old Ancestor Fang, he immediately believed it!

"Why... I've never seen it on the Heavenly Jade Stele..." Fang Lang murmured.

If there is such a spiritual ointment, among other things, the monks of the late Nascent Soul in the three factions of the Yaowangzong will go crazy!

Obviously... they should not know.

"Haha... There is something good for a teacher, why make it known to the world?" Aaron laughed: "Do you want this 'spiritual ointment'?"

"Of course I think about it. What is the task of the master, the apprentice must go up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, and he will do whatever he wants!" Fang Lang raised his head, the flames of ambition burning in his eyes.

If you can transform into a god, you will naturally not be satisfied with Nascent Soul.

After all, after transforming into a god, he may live for 1 years just like his ancestors!

"Master, I've been very quiet recently, and I want to go out for a walk...however, I'm at a loss."

Aaron sighed, and took Fang Lang to the cave.

"This... what is this?"

Fang Lang looked at the scene in the cave, and suddenly his eyes widened.

He saw...a black hole!

The ground, soil, and even nearby stone pillars here are all undergoing strange changes...

"Sly repair?"

Fang Lang suddenly thought of something: "This space channel is actually connected to the realm of cunning cultivation?"

"That's right... Back then, as my teacher, I cut off the world's treacherous cultivators with one sword and one sword, and moved the only ascending passage of treacherous cultivation to the Medicine King Sect, where I personally guarded and suppressed it... This void passage will continue to overflow with strange energy. force, polluting everything nearby..."

Aaron sighed and sat down on a nearby stone chair.

The chair, where countless human faces and flames were still emerging, instantly became quiet.

"Only as a teacher can suppress the weirdness here! It's just that this place will also be tied to the teacher... Even if you leave the Medicine King Sect, it can't be too long."

Aaron spoke up.

"Master guarding the passages in the paradoxical world for the sake of the common people in the world is really a role model for my generation of monks." Fang Lang was really moved.

Master's move is simply a great contribution to saving the world!

"I have guarded this place for nearly ten thousand years as a teacher, and now I am so quiet that I want to go out for a long trip... Therefore, I need to find someone to replace me as a teacher."

Aaron smiled slightly, and pointed to the Tongtian Token in Fang Lang's arms.

Fang Lang took it out, and saw a task:

[Replace the ancestor to guard the channel of the paradox! 】

[Reward: A piece of Hualing Ointment! 】

……

"If you advance to transform into a god, with the upgraded five-element divine light, you can barely guard this place."

Aaron smiled and asked, "How?"

"Follow Master's order." Fang Lang agreed without hesitation.

To be promoted to Transformation God first, and then to pay the price, where in the world can one find such a beautiful thing?

……

'Young people are so deceitful...'

Aaron looked at Fang Lang's leaving back and said something to himself.

Although this channel is real, the so-called guarding is naturally fake.

He was just tired of playing in Yaowangzong, and was going to go out for a walk, just looking for an excuse to fool Fang Lang.

"Cultivate a second Huashen, and he will be able to guard the Medicine King Sect instead of me..."

'As for me?Why don't you go to the Immortal Realm... Uh, the Immortal Realm is too dangerous... Let's go as a substitute puppet...'

'Counting the days, the main body is also conducting experiments on other engraving ceremonies, and I don't know the result? '

Although this world of cultivating immortals is also a part of the engraving ceremony, and it has been successful, the engraving ceremony is still going on!

One day, Aaron will make the entire heavens and worlds deeply influenced by him, and his legend will be spread.

500 year later...

Fang Lang, a newly promoted cultivator of the King of Medicine School, happily took over Aaron's important task, and took over the King of Medicine School and the Void Passage.

"Xiao Lang... I will leave the important task of guarding the passage to the Medicine King Sect to you."

Aaron shook off his responsibility, rode Xiaoqing, and set off on the road leisurely.

Fang Lang bowed to send Aaron away, looking at the group of Nascent Soul monsters behind him, he was very happy: "From today onwards, it will be my era..."

……

100 years have passed, and Aaron has not come back. Fang Lang is not in a hurry, and even wants to laugh...

200 years later, Fang Lang began to worry: "Master, did he encounter any problems?"Fortunately, my supernatural powers are enough to guard the passage, no, this passage is also weakening... Maybe it is about to be closed? '

After 500 years, the passage was closed, and Aaron still hadn't come back, and Fang Lang had already started to panic... He felt his aging, but there was nothing he could do.

During this period of time, he has heard news of other monks who have transformed into gods, and he understands that the life span of human beings to transform into gods is only about [-] years old... His master is completely out of the ordinary...

After 1000 years...'Master, if you don't come back, the apprentice will die! 'Fang Lang sat alone on the top of Yaowang Mountain with an extremely sad expression...

……

Green Forest City.

Countess Liliat stood in the study, looking out at the sky outside through the window in a little ecstasy.

Unknowingly, time flies so fast.

That Lord Earl has become quite low-key recently...

Of course, the 'Invisible Priory' is still active, and its influence in the hidden world is also growing.

For contemporary Extraordinary, the past few years can be described as frequent situations.

Ever since Aaron killed Siming——[Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood], he has been sleeping and digesting, and the resulting change in the position of the twelve divisions in the spiritual world has intensified the radiation on the earthly world!

Among them, the biggest one is naturally the 'Mother of Nature' and another unknown Xinsi Sui, which made the whole hidden world a little bit at a loss.

After all, there was just a new leap month's year - 'Motura'!

Correspondingly... In the mortal world, the association of believing in and worshiping the two fallen elders, the 'Mother of the Night' and the 'Lord of the Skeleton', has gradually disappeared...

"Siming has fallen..."

Liliat sat back on the desk, rubbed the space between her brows, and wrote a few sticky notes with the pen in her hand.

Immediately, she rang the bell on the table.

A flower fairy the size of a thumb with transparent wings on the back flew in, taking on the duties of pouring tea, tidying the table, and delivering letters...

"The life created by the ancestors - flower fairy, flower elf... really easy to use."

Liliat praised and began to direct these elves to do things...

……

Somewhere in a hidden space.

Aaron was lying on a large soft velvet bed.

On his body, countless banyan tree-like roots are softly wrapping him and connecting with the whole earth.

suddenly……

He opened his eyes.

Aaron's eyes were a little confused, and then became clear: "Has another year passed? Immortal World has completed the engraving, and the avatar has done a good job..."

He is the true creator of mysteries, and at the same time the doom of all mysteries.

Sleeping in the mortal world at this time is just to better digest the [Mother Tree of Flesh and Flesh], and to discharge pollution to that world of cultivating immortals.

At least, the current Aaron feels that his madness and pollution tendencies have weakened a lot.

"The Ascension Ceremony has been completed, and the engraving ceremony is continuing... When all the small worlds are engraved, I can be promoted to 'Carver' in the mortal world..."

"But once the ninth essence is activated, I will immediately go to the spirit world... No, I have to wait again!"

"I will not go to the spirit world until I complete the ceremony of the tenth original substance - [Secret] in advance, and I can instantly transform from a long-lived person to a hidden existence. throne!"

In fact, taking back the position of the Creator is nothing.

This is just the first step in Aaron's plan.

His real purpose is to thoroughly study his golden fingers, and even... to enjoy more scenery in that infinite world.

Climb higher and see more!

"The more this is the case, the tighter the time... Commanders won't give me too much time."

Aaron snapped his fingers.

Thinking alchemy combined with [Life Scientist]'s ability to create souls can truly create life!

He has created a family of flower fairies.

What he did at this time was to create some avatars, and with a little help from the main body, they flew into different worlds to engrave his influence and legends!