Chapter 3138 True Spirit Body (Part 2)

In the prehistoric age, when the chaos first opened, the world was still nothingness.

In the gray space, the majesty of heaven and earth descended from time to time, lightning, thunder and fire, raging in this nothingness and chaos.

stab...

A thunder fire pierced the sky, hit a piece of dead wood, and immediately ignited a raging fire.

Then a monster with nine heads was born in the spirit of thunder and fire.

Four wings, six legs, looking around, there is a smell of disdain diffused out.

This is the ancestor of the nine-headed bird.

Afterwards, it breathed and breathed in the long years, constantly absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

grow up slowly.

...

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed, as if a million years had passed, the world was no longer a piece of chaos, but there were still no immortal cultivators, but in the Three Realms, there were more monsters that were unheard of now.

Their size is much larger than the current Yaozu.

A giant ape with a height of hundreds of feet.

A mouse bigger than a cow.

There is also a boa constrictor with three heads coiled up as high as a mountain.

Prehistoric ancient beast!

Even in the oldest classics, there are few records. In the world of cultivating immortals, there are only some illusory legends left.

It is said that they have existed far longer than those who cultivated immortals.

These guys are not only majestic in size, but also usually have some great talents. If they are revived now, even those powerful beings will never dare to underestimate them.

"Gah!"

The chirping of the nine-headed bird came to the ears, and then it was seen fighting with the three-headed python.

The nine-headed bird at this time is much stronger than when it was born in chaos, but it still hasn't bred the fire of the true spirit.

And each head of the giant python can use different attributes of supernatural powers. In addition to its infinite strength, rough skin and thick flesh, the nine-headed bird fell into a bitter struggle.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights, and finally ended with the victory of the nine-headed bird.

But it's not easy, it can almost be said to be covered in bruises.

The nine-headed bird pecked open the opponent's corpse, and in each head of the giant python, there was a ball the size of a dragon's eye, with different colors. If there is no mistake, it should be something similar to a demon pill.

The nine-headed bird was not polite, enjoyed the thing beautifully, and then found a place to cultivate and recover its mana.

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This kind of battle is not uncommon. In the prehistoric ancient times, all kinds of strange and powerful monsters can be said to be numerous.

At that time, although there were no immortal cultivators, the danger was not inferior to that of the current immortal cultivating world. The strong preyed on the weak, and the nine-headed bird often became the prey of the opponent while preying on these ancient beasts.

I almost fell down several times, and after a lot of hardships, I finally survived.

Although Lin Xuan was a bystander, when these memories flooded into its mind, it was almost like being there.

A lot of feelings!

As the old saying goes, it is true that no pies will fall from the sky. Not to mention my own path to immortality, even a spiritual creature like the nine-headed bird has experienced untold hardships in order to become a true spirit.

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And Lin Xuan is not just a bystander.

While witnessing all this personally, the experience and knowledge of the nine-headed bird were also absorbed into his mind one by one.

Then turn it into your own.

This is the wonder of the fire of the true spirit. In this way, the memory of the previous generation of true spirits is passed on, and the effect is the best.

...

Then the scene in front of him changed again.

After countless efforts and countless twists and turns, the nine-headed bird finally gave birth to the fire of the true spirit, completed its merits and virtues, and became an extremely powerful existence like the true spirit.

As for how long it took before and after, it is difficult to calculate.

And the time at this time is different from that in the prehistoric times.

At this time, it was still ancient times, but the immortal cultivators finally appeared on the stage. As for the prehistoric ancient beasts, there were many fewer. Survival of the fittest is the choice of nature.

Although the ancient beasts are powerful, their weaknesses are also obvious. They are too big to find food, and their IQs are too low. Not to mention compared with humans, some are even worse than ordinary monsters.

So they gradually fell, and it became increasingly difficult to see them in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this time, the world of cultivating immortals was also different from what Lin Xuan knew.

At that time, the Three Realms seemed unclear, and the environment for cultivating immortals was much better than it is now, not to mention that there were spirit grass and fairy things everywhere.

But all kinds of materials for cultivating immortals are still easy to find.

The aura is even more abundant, and the quality and quantity of the spiritual veins are far better than they are now.

What is even more surprising is that at that time, not only were the resources abundant in the world of cultivating immortals, but geniuses also emerged like dazzling stars.

Daoist Guanghan, Fairy Baihua, Asura...

Gu Hongzi, Li Yutong, and Nailong...

Countless.

Some names, Lin Xuan has never heard of, but some names, it is like thunder.

It turns out that the three great loose immortals and the three great demon kings already existed at that time.

It turns out that the ancestors of true demons like Bao Snake and Bing Po also emerged at that time.

Lin Xuan was filled with emotion.

The road to cultivating immortality is left to them to explore, and the division of the eight realms is also perfected step by step in their hands.

The nine-headed bird didn't stand on the sidelines, it fought against the best of them, and was killed by Li Yutong in the end.

Li Yutong, although Lin Xuan had never met this person before, she was no stranger to her name.

It can even be said that it has already been heard like thunder.

One of the three great loose immortals in the spirit world, and the only woman among them.

It's a pity that she is a character who can't see the end of the dragon. Even Nailong Daoist's wedding, she never came out to congratulate. For this fairy Yutong, Lin Xuan only heard her name.

The first generation of nine-headed birds fell, and at this time there was already a fixed residence, which was the original true spirit space. The true spirit fire returned there, and after a long wait, finally a nine-headed bird that met the requirements arrived.

Inheritance merged, and a new true spirit was born. However, millions of years have passed in the world of cultivating immortals.

Then its memory flooded in crazily, and a new scene appeared in front of Lin Xuan.

...

Time is like water, Lin Xuan has been in a coma for several years this time, which is not short, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the countless years that his consciousness has experienced following the fire of the true spirit.

Finally, Lin Xuan woke up, the fire of the true spirit had been branded into his soul.

Lin Xuan's face was full of vicissitudes, and he slowly raised his hand.

Compared with Guo Wang, his arms seemed to be no different, and his skin was even whiter.

However, Lin Xuan clenched his fists with five fingers and slightly stimulated his mana. On the surface of his skin, fiery red spirit patterns suddenly appeared.

Almost on the surface, a layer of silver appeared.

"rise!"

Lin Xuan slapped his left hand as fast as lightning, and a dark green fairy sword emerged, slashing at his own right hand fiercely with a light like lightning.

PS: This chapter has been deleted and revised, revised and deleted, and written several times, about the secrets of the ancient times, about the wars of the ancient times, about the real immortals, the phantom rain is a little bit of a cocoon, and the secrets are presented to fellow Taoists , this chapter is difficult to write, and it is also a very important foreshadowing. It has been written for a long time, and today is the first chapter.

Writing this chapter is more tiring than the two chapters, Huan Yu asks himself if he is not lazy, please recommend tickets!