Pagoda Immortality

Just when Lu Li was in shock.

Hou Ji suddenly transformed again and turned into a young man wearing white clothes.

He looks exactly like Lu Li.

Can't see any difference.

"You, you, you..." Upon seeing this, Chan Bao moved his eyes back and forth between Lu Li and Hou Ji with a dumbfounded expression.

You know, although the demon clan can transform into humans, they actually don't have many choices in appearance.

At most, he can only change his body size and simply modify his ferocious facial features. He can't do whatever he wants, and he can become whatever he wants.

But at this moment, Hou Ji suddenly turned into Lu Li, how could people not be surprised.

Moreover, not only do they look similar, but their auras are also almost the same.

"You actually have the talent for transformation?" After a brief moment of surprise, Lu Li understood what he was talking about and asked Hou Ji.

He remembered that the phantom raccoon back then seemed to have such abilities.

Moreover, he also used the essence and blood of the phantom raccoon to carve the 'variable patterns of creation'.

"Hehe, exactly!"

Hou Ji chuckled, and then transformed into an armored monkey again.

He said proudly: "How about it, am I great?"

"Tch! Isn't it just a magical power of transformation? What's so great about it?" Chan Bao curled his lips.

"I am not an ordinary magic power of transformation. I can change many things. As long as the things I have seen can change, and even the breath can be exactly the same, most people can't tell the difference at all." Hou Ji argued.

Can everything you have seen change?

Lu Li couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Let's see how many more changes you can make?"

"okay!"

Hou Ji said, glanced left and right, and started to change again.

Tables, stools, chanbao, grass, houses...it imitated them over and over again, looking extremely relaxed.

In the end, even Chan Bao had to admit: this guy really looks like him.

What's more important is that after Hou Ji's transformation, even with the cultivation of their golden immortals, there is nothing wrong with him.

"How's it going? Have you taken it?" Hou Ji returned to his original form again and sat down at the table in a flash.

"It's really good."

Lu Li nodded, "Are you a blood talent or an immortal skill?"

"It's a blood talent, you can't learn it." Hou Ji looked proud, knowing what Lu Li was thinking.

"Is it a bloodline talent?"

Lu Li looked thoughtful, then raised his eyelids and said, "Borrow me some blood and essence."

"Essence and blood!" Hou Ji jumped back, "You...what are you going to do?"

"Don't be so excited. Don't take too much. One bowl is enough." Lu Li said with a grin.

"One bowl! You, why don't you say one bowl!" Hou Ji said with a dark face.

"Damn monkey, if it weren't for the master's medicine garden, you would still be a stone now. Why don't I lend you some blood?"

"If you keep chirping, don't go back to the medicine garden again!" Chan Bao stared at this.

"Ah, this..." Hou Ji scratched his head, looking confused.

"Forget it, don't borrow it if you don't want to, I'm just saying it casually, you don't have to take it to heart." Lu Li waved his hand, signaling Hou Ji not to take it to heart.

He just wanted to give it a try to see if Hou Ji's blood and essence could reactivate the 'variable patterns of creation'.

"Forget it, I'll give you some."

"But... it's just this time. I have just recovered. If I continue to recover, I may degenerate again." Hou Ji scratched his head and said with some reluctance.

"Okay." Lu Li agreed happily.

Seeing this, Hou Ji didn't say anything more, and then his whole body was shaken with energy. A colorful line of blood flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and finally gathered in front of his eyebrows, condensing into a ball of colorful essence and blood, which was as big as an adult's fist. Such a big one.

At the same time, Hou Ji's eyes were empty and he quickly became weak.

It sent the essence and blood to Lu Li, "Hurry up and take me back to the medicine garden. I feel like I can't bear it anymore..."

When Lu Li heard this, he hurriedly held the essence and blood with one hand, and at the same time, he secretly activated the contract and instantly took Hou Ji into the medicine garden.

After receiving the blood essence, Lu Li didn't waste any time. After giving Chan Bao a few words, he hurried back to the hut and started working.

He stripped himself naked, revealing the 'Various Creation Patterns' that had been carved on his body before.

Then he took out the body tattoo pen, injected colorful essence and blood, and painted again.

After a while, a brand new pattern of ever-changing creations was successfully drawn.

"I wonder if I can succeed this time." Lu Li drove the immortal essence with great expectation and tried to activate it.

But soon, the look of anticipation on Lu Li's face disappeared.

He discovered that the body patterns carved with Hou Ji's essence and blood were indeed different from before.

The previous body patterns could not enter the Immortal Yuan at all.

But now, it is indeed possible to inject immortal energy, and even travel a certain distance along the body lines.

However, there is no way to travel too far, and then it will become extremely obscure, and it even feels like the body lines are being erased.

This can only show that there is something wrong with this body pattern and cannot support his cultivation level.

If he wanted this body pattern to work, he had to study on his own and optimize and improve it.

This will be an extremely large project, and it will not be easy to succeed.

But after thinking about it for a long time.

Lu Li finally decided to try to reform.

Nothing else.

Now he is in a very bad situation. If he had the Variety of Creation Patterns, he would undoubtedly be able to avoid a lot of trouble.

After making up his mind, Lu Li stopped wasting time and immediately started studying the body lines on his body.

…

Zixiao City.

In a house in the south of the city.

Wuyou did not practice today. He sat under the old tree in the east of the yard and played chess with his senior brother Wuyin.

But when he was having fun, a dusty old man in green came outside the door.

He looked very easy-going, less sharp than in previous years.

Pa, Pa!

Duan Pingsheng walked up, knocked on the door lightly, and then stood aside and waited quietly.

Over the past thousand years, his state of mind has also changed a little. If it weren't for his obsession, he wouldn't even want to bother Lu Li again.

Because, in these thousand years, he has seen through people's hearts and looked down on the world.

His cultivation has already entered the peak of the Immortal King from the late stage. Now he really wants to continue like this.

But he is a member of the Duan family after all. He has enjoyed the resources of the Duan family since he was a child. There are some things he has to do.

The door opened, and he was greeted by the old monk, Master Wuyin.

Wuyin is still at the peak of the Immortal King.

When he saw Duan Pingsheng, Wuyin showed a hint of surprise, but soon regained his composure, "Donor Duan, please."

"Thank you."

Duan Pingsheng bowed his head slightly, walked into the courtyard, and then paused slightly, slowly walking towards the east.

"Hello, Buddha." Duan Pingsheng put his hands together and bowed devoutly one foot away from Wuyou.

"Donor, it seems that you have gained a lot." Wuyou turned his head and smiled at Duan Pingsheng.

"Thanks to the blessing of Buddha, I have gained a little in recent years." Duan Pingsheng said with sincere gratitude.

"This is your opportunity, which has little to do with me. Since you have come back, you must be ready to pay the price." Wuyou waved his hand.

Duan Pingsheng waved his hand gently, and a green flower bud with three petals slowly flew to Wuyou's side: "I only ask Buddha, to give me the direction of the three people."

Wuyou waved his hand and took back the merit lotus, "Donor, please sit down, tell me their names and appearances."

Duan Pingsheng then walked forward and sat down opposite Wuyou.

Then he took out three portraits and slowly placed them on the table, "Buddhist, please take a look."

Wuyou picked up the first one and saw a little old man in gray clothes.

In the upper right corner of the scroll, there were three small characters "Wu Youde".

When Wuyou saw the person in the painting, his expression suddenly became strange.