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Chapter 1948 Yan Wubian was frightened

After listening to the words of the Nine Saints, Yan Wubian couldn't help but curl his lips. This flaw is not a big problem for the Nine Saints. Once his strength recovers, even just a few percent, others want to use their spirits.

It would be even more difficult for an object such as the treasure body to attack him.

Looking at the Nine Saints God Lord who was caressing the surface of the sacred tree with his small hands, his eyes seemed a little blurred, and thinking that they were still trapped in this place and not knowing how to leave, Yan Wubian asked:

"Lord God, this place is surrounded by restrictions. Do you have any way to break it? Otherwise, how will we leave here?"

Yan Wubian's voice made the Nine Saints come back to their senses immediately. He glanced at the gray surroundings and the sky and said:

"Leave? We don't have to leave for the time being. The aura of this place is not weak, and no one will disturb you. It is the most suitable place for you to retreat. Your level is still too low. You will be able to cultivate here.

Elevate to a higher level and then consider leaving."

Having said this, seeing Yan Wubian still looking worried, the Nine Saints couldn't help but shook his head and continued:

"You don't have to worry. It's no problem for me to break the restrictions here. However, in my current state, I can't break the restrictions here at all. Even if I can barely break it, I'm afraid it will cause some harm to me.

Permanent damage. Not only do you need to retreat, but I also need it. When your realm improves, I will have enough energy to break the restrictions here."

"That's it! Then just follow what the Lord God said."

Yan Wubian had no objection to the proposal of the Nine Saint Lord. For him, he did need a long period of retreat to improve his cultivation level. He knew in his heart that in the Sky City, with his

He is strong enough not to be afraid of anyone, but if he is in the fairy world, whether he can protect himself is a question.

However, Yan Wubian is confident that it is only a matter of time before he breaks through the spirit fusion and reaches the ethereal realm. With his spiritual power, which is stronger than that of spiritual masters of the same level, and the purity of his spiritual power, it will be a matter of time before his realm reaches the ethereal realm.

, it is almost unlikely that any bottleneck will occur.

"Boy Yan, the Medicine Immortal Sect is a powerful force in the fairy world famous for its alchemy. Their Lingque Garden is famous in the fairy world. Almost all of the elixirs grown in it are rare in the world. Although

There is only a small part of it in this space, but the elixirs you have collected will definitely be enough in a short time for you to not have to worry about the cultivation resources in the fairy world. Make good use of these elixirs and use them as soon as possible in the shortest time.

Within, you will improve your cultivation."

After saying that, the Nine Saints God Lord had no intention of returning to the Nine Saints Treasure Mirror, nor did he pay attention to Yan Wubian. Instead, his body movement suddenly dispersed and turned into a mist, which penetrated into the body of the Huayi Shenmu and disappeared.

Yan Wubian's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wubian was stunned for a moment, and without wasting any more time, he found a place and began his days of seclusion and hard training.

In this space, there is no distinction between day and night. Time passes day by day. To a practitioner, ten years is almost just a blink of an eye.

This is Yan Wubian's longest retreat so far. You must know that it only took nearly ten years from the time he was able to start practicing to the time he left the Sky City. But now his retreat is just

It exceeded all the time he had practiced before.

Yan Wubian believes that this will not be the longest time he has been in seclusion. In the years to come, decades, hundreds, and hundreds of years of seclusion will probably not be anything strange. After all, with the cultivation of

As the realm improves, the higher the realm, the progress of cultivation will naturally slow down. Every small step of improvement in strength will be extremely difficult and the time it will take will become longer and longer.

"call!"

Yan Wubian exhaled a long breath, opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed from his eyes. Then he stood up, and with a sway, he arrived not far in front of the sacred tree.

Since the soul body of the Nine Saint Lords entered the Huayi Shenmu, it has never appeared during Yan Wubian's retreat. This makes Yan Wubian, who relaxes after each practice, feel extremely surprised.

I know what the Nine Saints are doing in the Huayi Shenmu.

However, he had a vague guess in his heart that the Nine Saints Divine Lord might not only be practicing in seclusion in the Huayi Shenmu, but there should be other things as well.

Looking at the still silent Huayi Shenmu, Yan Wubian couldn't help but look depressed. In the past ten years, his cultivation progress can only be described as terrifying. All attributes and spiritual power have reached the level of

The realm of ethereal minor success. After practicing all the way, just as Yan Wubian predicted, he did not encounter any bottlenecks. Coupled with the rich spiritual energy here, his strength has progressed so fast.

However, when the retreat reached this point, a restlessness began to arise in his heart, which made him dare not continue to retreat. Yan Wubian knew very well that his progress was already frightening, so he continued to practice hard.

, will only make him more upset, and he may even go crazy. The only way to combine work and rest and relax for a while is his best choice.

But the place was so big, and there was no one to talk to him, and his practice had no effect. Even when he was refining pills, Yan Wubian couldn't get enough energy at all.

After all, he has never been in seclusion for such a long time, and it is extremely normal for him to have such a restless mentality at this time.

The most important thing is that there has been no movement from the Nine Saints, and they don't know how long they have to wait. This naturally makes Yan Wubian feel depressed.

"well!"

Sighing softly, just as Yan Wubian was about to turn around and walk around the elixir garden, he suddenly felt the space tremble slightly, and then the Huayi Shenmu in front of him also changed strangely at this moment.

He looked dumbfounded and his eyes were straight.

I saw that the Huayi Shenmu, which was originally filled with rich spiritual energy, no longer had any spiritual energy and breath leaking out. Then the part of the tree trunk connected to the ground suddenly transformed, and a pair of long human legs appeared. Then, the pair of long legs

The legs, carrying the upper part of the Huayi Shenmu, were walking back and forth on the ground, as if they were adapting to walking.

Such a strange scene made Yan Wubian think that he was being deceived. He suddenly pinched his waist and felt a pain, and he was convinced that the situation before him was indeed real.

Just when Yan Wubian's consciousness stirred and he was about to take a closer look at what was going on, he saw the transformed tree suddenly walking towards him, which made his heart tighten and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate rapidly.

Fortunately, the transformed divine tree stopped the next moment, and then under Yan Wubian's gaze, he saw a place in the middle of his torso that was constantly twisting and changing. When the twisting stopped, a face with clear features appeared in it.
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