You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 915: Nian Zhengji, turned into a monster?

"The appearance of the Creation Root in this world has already transcended the laws of nature. Its potential is so great that it is coveted by everyone. I think the fluctuation was just sensed by the evil demon, so he sent down his true form to look for it. Although the evil demon has retreated, it is estimated that the major forces in the fairyland have already received the news. These people are the most difficult to deal with. Is Lingran Tianxia really the place where the secrets of heaven are? Did the old man surnamed Zhao know it a long time ago and make deliberate arrangements, or..." Daoguo murmured, always feeling that things were not that simple.

"What's the point of thinking so much? One day, we two brothers will break through the heavens and defeat these ungrateful forces, making them tremble in fear when they hear our names." Jiao Cang really didn't care. Even now, he had never really seen Changqing's fighting power. He only knew that it was very terrifying.

Daoguo raised the corners of his mouth, but it seemed as if he was crying, and his expression was extremely bitter. He vaguely guessed the truth, but the horrifying reality made him unable to believe it. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and turned into a point of light that sank into the egg.

……

It was just as Daoguo said. At this moment, countless immortal sects in all realms became agitated, countless immortal artifacts that were detecting the lower realms resonated, countless sleeping terrifying beings awakened, and countless hidden forces also turned their eyes to the lower realms.

"This fluctuation is the root of good fortune? The source is - the lower realm?! How is it possible!"

Countless ancestors of the immortal sects murmured while holding their own sacred artifacts, and they could not believe it no matter what. This completely violated the existence of the laws of the realm.

"He has such potential in the lower realm. If we can bring him back to our sect, he might at least become a master of the immortal realm in the future. This is an immortal fate that our sect cannot obtain in a million years. Quickly, tell the elite disciples of the Saint Sect to disperse and prepare to go to the lower realm to seek this immortal fate."

Countless forces were restless, and the immortal sect that first sensed it began to take action first.

"Old Ancestor, do you really want to do this? Once you become a mortal, you may never be able to return to the fairyland."

"That's fine. I see changes happening in the lower realm that haven't happened in tens of millions of years. There are plenty of opportunities! Besides, those indigenous barbarians are still dreaming of competing with my disciples for the path to immortality? It's wishful thinking!"

Practitioners regard ordinary people without spiritual power as ordinary people, while immortals regard practitioners as natives. This is the law of the jungle.

"It will take at least a hundred years to disperse. I hope it's still in time..."

Similar actions appeared in every holy place of the immortal sect.

A century of change and an era of great contention may be officially beginning.

……

In an illusory universe, a large green tree uses the void as its soil. Its leaves wave, commanding the stars and expanding the universe. Changqing seems to have turned into a spirit of spiritual roots, wandering between the tree trunks. The air around him is very comfortable. He can clearly feel the long beards transformed from countless galaxies passing through his body, sprinkling golden light spots, soaking into his flesh and blood, transforming his body, making him feel numb and extremely comfortable.

This feeling of intoxication continued to surge into his mind. Far from feeling decadent, it only made his mind increasingly clearer. In a cryptic way, Changqing felt that this seemed to be the real him. His strength was like a latent dragon in the abyss, his spiritual light was like a gentle breeze, glimpsing the vastness of the universe, and his spiritual power was like a surging river. Then, he disappeared into the sea of ​​flesh and blood, feeling only the vastness of the world, free to roam freely, like a true immortal.

At the same time, the sound of shackles breaking kept echoing throughout the body. With the power of the spiritual roots, the body was able to refine hundreds of acupoints to perfection, flashing with infinite brilliance. With the help of the blood and essence in the body, it struggled violently, and the shackles of flesh and blood in the dark were broken. The level of life leaped, and it was about to officially ascend.

Changqing could even see that in the surging blood and energy, a long golden staircase appeared, and a vast golden portal was faintly visible - the Tianque Realm.

At this level, one truly has the capital to fight with fellow cultivators. Even without using spiritual power, one can fly with just blood and energy, dominate the world, and compete with all the cultivators in the world.

Outside, a surge of blood and energy surged, threatening all directions along the wooden egg. Jiao Cang shuddered and turned his head sharply to look at the blood-soaked egg.

"How could this be? Such a rich blood energy, is my brother...transformed into a demon?"

The blood and energy in front of the door will turn into golden light once touched. Push open this door and cross this realm, and the blood and energy in your body will turn into gold.

Inside the tree, Changqing shook his head. It was not the right time yet. He had ambitions and wanted to accumulate strength. Nine laws were far from enough!

With a burst of blood and energy, the sky disappeared, and everything became normal again.

"Thanks to Bing Zun's cleansing of hair and marrow, my body is now incredibly transparent, allowing the power of my spiritual roots to flow freely without any loss. I was originally worried that the power would only be enough to transform my flesh and blood, but now there is so much left. I might be able to use this power to expand my sea of ​​mind and spirit, and truly rely on my own foundation to face off against the Central Region's genius."

The Nianhai Green Tree grew rapidly, the Linghai realm continued to expand, time seemed to freeze, and everything became slow and fast.

At the first light of dawn, Jiaocang looked at the wooden 'egg' excitedly. The thorn branches around the wooden egg were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they turned into powder and flew away with a slight touch.

But what happened inside made Jiao Cang dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes with his claws and said, "What the hell, has he really become a demon?"

The wooden egg dissipated, and a lush small tree as tall as a person took root in the space. Its entire body was as crystal clear as glass, and it looked like a peerless secret treasure, with dazzling divine light.

"Ah~~~~" A yawn sounded as if he had just woken up. Seeing Jiaocang's strange behavior, he wanted to move, but he could not move as if he was under a spell.

"Huh?" He looked down and screamed, "Fuck! Damn it!"

"Puchi——" An uncontrollable sneer sounded in the space, followed by undisguised laughter, and after a while, it seemed that she was tired of laughing, and Sister Zhui stopped.

Seeing the evergreen treetops nearly turning red like monkey butts, Sister Zhui finally stopped and said, "Why are you panicking? This is the state of freedom, which can also be considered your primordial spirit. It's quite good, though. As your life level advances, your soul and body will naturally transition. I think you've gotten too comfortable in your spiritual roots and have forgotten what it's like to be human, manifesting in this form."

Daoguo's voice echoed in his ears: "You... are indeed different..."

“Primordial spirit?…Primordial spirit…Hmm?…Original (the voice suddenly became deep)…Original spirit…activate!!!” After Chang Qing said this incomprehensible sentence, a dazzling white light lit up, and his figure turned around, his long hair spread out, his whole body was crystal clear, without any dust, just like an immortal, and… uh (⊙o⊙)… shiny!

In front of so many people, Changqing blushed for a rare moment, and slipped into the stone house with his naked butt, and bursts of laughter rang out from outside.

Soon, Changqing came out in a brocade robe. His long hair was tied with a crown, and he wore a jade belt around his waist. He had bright eyes and white teeth. Although he had not changed much from before, he felt completely different.

"What a gentle and elegant young man." Sister Zhui whistled like a gangster.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Chang Qing smiled and looked at the guys kindly.

Jiao Cang, Xiao Guai, and Shen Lin, who were laughing wildly before, suddenly felt a chilling gaze and froze in an instant. They felt that if they laughed any longer, they would die.

A smiling tiger is nothing more than this.