Chapter 901 The Road to Sainthood
The power coming from his body made Xu Haotian feel like he was reborn as a human being. The karma cleansing golden fire on his body began to burn violently.
Although he didn't break through the realm of cultivation, Yang Jian and others were stunned by the tyrannical aura brought about by pushing Gu Yi's holy body to the peak of the fourth floor.
Daoist Taiyi's eyes were even brighter, and he said in surprise, "That rib...is it a sacred bone?"
When the Wang family saw this scene in the distance, their eyes almost popped out. Why is this guy's aura so powerful? Could it be because of that rib?
At this time, in the small world, more and more monks gathered here, and they all stood far away, looking at Xu Haotian carefully.
"Could it be that Holy Emperor Haotian is really the reincarnation of our ancestors?"
"Maybe! After all, for hundreds of thousands of years, no one in our Wang family has been able to fuse that rib. But he did it easily."
"Will the ancestors drive us out of the small world?"
"Then what should we do next? Should we directly fight the ancestors?"
"It's only now that I believe that the legend is true. Emperor Haotian is really the reincarnation of our ancestors."
The monks talked in a low voice. They are all disciples of the Wang family, and they have a kind of respect for their ancestor Wang Xiaofeng from the bottom of their hearts. However, just now they actually did something outrageous. Make them terrified.
"The ancestors won't abandon them, will they?"
Thinking of this terrible possibility, everyone began to feel uneasy.
It wasn't just them who had such thoughts, even the patriarch Wang Jinlong and all the elders were very worried at this moment.
Seeing Xu Haotian's cultivation constantly getting stronger, their hearts were extremely complicated, with both expectations and worries.
If Xu Haotian could wake up the memories of his ancestors, perhaps they would not be held accountable for their disobedience. Even because of this, it is not a dream for the Wang family to rise to the top, even standing on the top of this world.
However, I'm afraid that Xu Haotian will be indifferent to family affection!
Seventeen thousand years apart, no one would care too much about that trace of blood affection.
At the same time, Xu Haotian's aura was still soaring, and the Guyi Demon God formed by the condensed golden fire of washing karma on his body had grown to a height of two hundred feet, distorting and distorting the surrounding void.
Xu Haotian slowly raised his hand, feeling a faint itching and pain in his chest. However, compared to the growth of the physical body, this pain is almost negligible.
You are fusing relics!
If you are an ordinary human monk, you are already a Daluo realm monk now. Wang Xiaofeng said very proudly in Xu Haotian's mind. As if his own sacred bones were the most powerful inheritance in the world.
If it was normal, Xu Haotian would definitely hit Wang Xiaofeng severely. But what happened just now made him admire Wang Xiaofeng immensely. Therefore, I will not sing against Wang Xiaofeng.
"Holy bone? Doesn't seem very simple?"
Xu Haotian asked strangely in his heart. This seems to be directly related to the realm.
"That's right, above the Great Luoluan Wonderland, it's the way to pursue a saint. But if you really want to become a saint, it's even more difficult!"
"The sacred bone mentioned here is actually the bone of a saint. But only one rib on my body has become a holy bone. It is far away from the saint. It is simply unreachable. You will arrive in Daluo in the future Luan Immortal Realm peak will know."
Wang Xiaofeng explained patiently. However, the meaning inside and outside of his words is full of pride. For even one rib would be enough to make him proud.
In the Three Thousand Great Worlds outside the Xuanxu Great World, there are very few monks who have achieved sacred bones.