Painting of the Nine Immortals

Refining the body is a singular method that allows the monk to cultivate a clone.

If only the grade is concerned, this is by no means high, not even great magical power. But when it comes to practicality, this method is undoubtedly far superior to great magical powers, especially for Lingxian.

This method can create a special avatar, unlike ordinary avatars, which are broken at the touch, the avatars created by this method have flesh and blood, which is no different from the real. It ’s just that the avatars are not made, just like mortals.

However, this is also one of the characteristics of this method.

When the avatar is cultivated to be in line with the deity, or a certain state, then you can become one with the deity, and your cultivation will increase greatly!

It is said that once there was a monk who practiced this method. When the avatar merged with itself, he broke through to the next realm in no time!

You have to know that every major realm is very difficult to break through. The monks have not worked hard for several years, so they would not break through. As long as you practice this method, there will be a certain opportunity to break through. Although it is difficult to practice avatars to a certain degree, it can still save a lot of hard work compared to blind practice.

In other words, if Ling Xian practices this method and promotes the avatar to the same level as the deity, then it is possible to use the power of fusion to break through to the realm of Yuan Ying!

What a huge temptation this is?

Therefore, when Ling Xian learned of the magical use of this method, his heart suddenly became hot.

Even if he could not take a step back 10,000 steps, this method would be of great use to him.

As long as he learns this law and develops an avatar that has not been exposed to spiritual practice, he can then worship the Shang Qing Sect. After waiting for the opportunity to move, to seize the huge opportunity.

"Entering the Qing dynasty with this deity will only make those high-level skeptics and impossible to gain trust." Ling Xian smiled lightly, "But with this method, the possibility of worshiping the Shang Qing sect is undoubtedly greater."

"Only this way, I have to practice from the beginning." Ling Xian raised his mouth, thinking of the scene when he practiced again, shook his head with a smile.

It's not that I feel a little wronged, but that it's funny.

Imagine that he transformed himself from a respected and powerful Dandan period into a mortal who has never practiced. After that, how much fun is it to start over from scratch?

"interesting."

Ling Xian laughed. He didn't want to start over, but for the sake of this, there was only one way. Unless he doesn't want to enter the Shang Qingzong and seize that great opportunity.

Therefore, after groaning for a while, he decided to practice this method.

"For that chance, I have only one way to go." Ling Xian muttered, and took out a lotus petal of Wudao and put it in her mouth.

Then he focused his attention and turned over the scroll in his hand.

Refining the body is by no means a profound skill, and the difficulty of cultivation is naturally not high. With Lingxian's perception and the wonderful effect of Wudao lotus petals, practice is naturally very simple.

Of course, this simplicity is only relatively speaking. After all, it is a magical power. Even if it is simple, it cannot be practiced in a short time.

"Now that the secrets of cultivation are in my heart, the next step is a long practice."

Muttered, Ling Xian closed her eyes, immersed herself in mind, and practiced this strange method seriously.

I saw him sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, Baoxiang solemn and imposing. After sitting still for a while, he squeezed his hands into a singular imprint and began to practice according to the scroll.

A bit of light lit up from the center of his eyebrow, and gradually formed a circle of Shenhua, spreading around.

The next moment, his arms and legs, his chest and his back lit up. If you look closely, you will find that the place where the light shines is his acupoint.

There are eight veins in the strange scriptures, hundreds of limbs, and Ling Xian's body is lit with light.

It only lasted for a moment, and those lights suddenly dimmed, as if never before.

This means that he failed.

Although, with his understanding, the secrets of cultivation have been known for a long time, but cultivation is another matter. Failure is also normal and not surprising.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not move, he pinched again, and those light spots also lighted up.

This time, not only did those light spots not dim, but they became more and more bright. The bright Chinese light illuminates the house, like a round of unforgettable sun, dazzling.

"It seems that this time it should be successful, it's just a process, and it will take more time." Ling Xian raised his mouth, knowing that this process would be very time-consuming.

Therefore, he was immersed in his mind and waited quietly for the moment to come.

Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

Ling Xian's eyes were closed tightly, immersed in the mind, as if the old monk had entered the state of majesty, and as imposing as the majestic mountains.

Divine spray was sprayed on the large cavities of his body, and the light spots emerged, which reflected him as if it were a round of eternal day, dazzling.

At this moment, Ling Xian suddenly opened her eyes and shot two sharp gods, piercing the void.

The next moment, the light around him began to dim, and within a few breaths he completely disappeared. However, while these light spots disappeared from Ling Xian, they appeared again next to him.

Then something strange happened.

I saw those light spots slowly gathering, first condensing the legs, then the upper body, then the skull, and finally the various organs of the body.

In just a few breaths of time, a person has emerged, a person who is no different from Lingxian.

Obviously, he has revised this law and successfully condensed his avatar.

It's just that compared to Ling Xian, this avatar is expressionless and looks a bit stiff, as if it doesn't have seven emotions and six desires.

This is because he didn't instill the spirit into the avatar. As long as he put the spirit in, the avatar is convenient for the deity.

"Refining is definitely mysterious. The appearance of this avatar is exactly the same as mine, except that it has no feelings. There is no difference between it and the real human."

Looking at the immobile avatar, Ling Xian's mouth showed a smile of satisfaction, saying: "Yes, with this avatar that has not been exposed to cultivation, I can worship the Shang Qingzong. While taking the opportunity to practice Qing Zong's supreme method, while waiting for the opportunity, to seek that great fortune. "

"Let me try it now. What is so mysterious about this avatar? Is it really as magical as said on the tactics?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then pinched the singular imprint to force the spirit away from the body.

The next moment, the spirit poured into the clone.

brush!

At the moment when the spirit rushed in, Ling Xian suddenly opened her eyes, and the shot of God was like a sword, penetrating through the void.

"Unfamiliar body, but without the slightest sense of discomfort, the refining is definitely magical." Ling Xian smiled slightly, moving the power of the soul, looking inward at the clone that she had condensed.

The next moment, there was a surprise in his eyes, and he never thought that this avatar was so mysterious.