Buried Dragon Valley bottom.
Su Zimo stood in the main hall, looking at the two lines of writing on the wall, stunned.
If you want to become Buddhas, dragons, and elephants, you must first become sentient beings like horses and oxen.
Once the dust is gone, the light will shine through thousands of mountains and rivers.
Before Dieyue left, she once told him that if you want to become a fellow immortal and demon, you must go through a lot of suffering, but these sufferings will eventually make you stronger.
Dieyue has insight into the secrets of heaven and has long guessed that Su Zimo will encounter a great disaster one day and fall to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, so she left these words.
But I am afraid that even she never thought that after a hundred years, Su Zimo would come back here again and encounter greater suffering, and even his physical body was almost completely destroyed!
In Su Zimo's heart, he never regretted anything.
He wants to go out of his own way.
Not only for the common people in the world, but also for himself!
He looks forward to meeting Dieyue again.
He was even more looking forward to the fact that when he stood in front of Dieyue again, it would be Su Zimo who was beyond Dieyue's imagination!
"That's going to be really fun."
Su Zimo smiled slightly.
In his heart, he not only wanted to be praised by Dieyue, but also wanted to see the unprecedented surprise and joy in Dieyue's eyes.
After a while, the smile on Su Zimo's face gradually faded and he sighed softly.
I don’t know how long it will take to see Dieyue.
Originally, Su Zimo thought that as his cultivation level continued to increase, the distance between him and Die Yue would definitely become closer and closer.
But as his cultivation deepened, he felt more and more that Dieyue was out of reach!
Unknowable!
Even though he has now entered the realm of returning to the virtual world, he still cannot guess or feel what kind of cultivation Dieyue is!
Mahayana realm
Overcoming the tribulation realm
Su Zimo shook his head slightly, rejecting these two speculations in his heart.
Perhaps that was beyond his knowledge!
Su Zimo took a deep breath to calm down his mood. No matter what, he had to continue on his journey.
He still doesn't know the situation with the dragon's true form.
When the dragon's true form entered the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, he could no longer sense it.
This situation is very good. The two souls are practicing independently, practicing alone, but not interfering with each other.
Otherwise, whatever happens here will be known to the other side, and it will definitely be affected!
The two great spirits are both Su Zimo, and they come from the same source.
Su Zimo had a mysterious feeling in his heart. As long as he wanted to, he could still establish a connection with the red-haired Yin God!
Of course, from now on, he will not disturb the true form of the Dragon Clan unless necessary.
It must be the same over there.
Although it was unclear about the situation of the true form of the Dragon Clan in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, Su Zimo estimated that it would not be a big problem.
As long as you can enter the ancient divine spring and heal your physical body and blood, you can definitely gain a firm foothold in the Dragon Clan with that Dragon Clan True Body!
The top priority for the black-haired Yuanshen is to reshape his body!
Su Zimo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he recalled the storage bag that Master Jihuo gave him and what he said to him in Bailian Sect.
Master Jihuo's words came true. He really used this storage bag.
At first, Su Zimo thought that Master Jihuo had foresight.
A few days ago, he learned that the old monk Yuanbei had discussed this matter with him when he rescued Ji Huo at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley.
Su Zimo took out the storage bag given to him by Master Jihuo and carefully recalled the scene of bone forging and body casting. Every detail was clear before he decided to take action.
If you want to forge your bones and build your body, you must have a prerequisite.
It is a flame with enough temperature to melt many top-quality materials in the storage bag!
With Su Zimo's current cultivation level, he still cannot reach this point.
In the Hundred Refines Sect, Jihuo Dao Lord also relied on the fire from the center of the earth in the main hall to achieve this goal.
He also had to find help.
Old Monk Yuanbei's life is short, so it's best not to let him take action.
The only one who can help is the red-haired ghost.
After thinking about this, Su Zimo carried the storage bag and walked towards the cemetery.
"Boy, do you want to talk to me?"
Before he even got close, the voice of the red-haired ghost could be heard.
"You have suffered so many blows at such a young age. It is inevitable that you will be disheartened and a little confused."
"I'm telling you, just come to me and have a heart-to-heart talk! I've been sitting here all day long these years, and what I'm best at is enlightening people..."
The red-haired ghost started chattering again and kept talking.
He had stayed at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for ten thousand years, and for more than nine thousand years, he and the old monk Yuanbei were the only ones!
The most terrifying thing is that before the old monk Yuanbei, he had always practiced silent meditation!
In other words, the red-haired ghost didn't even have anyone to talk to.
One can imagine how he survived those nine thousand years, and it is understandable that he became what he is today.
Fortunately, Dieyue later broke into this place and snatched the Wuyou Flower, breaking the old monk Yuanbei's silence.
Otherwise, the red-haired ghost might have gone crazy.
"Red-haired ghost, let me tell you something serious."
Su Zimo got straight to the point and said, "I plan to reshape my physical body. You can help condense a ball of flame and melt some heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"What's the use of reshaping the body?"
The red-haired ghost curled his lips and said: "I'm telling you, your soul should be treated as a clone and you can practice it casually. Anyway, you still have a dragon true body."
The red-haired ghost wanted to make Su Zimo completely become a dragon, but this went against Su Zimo's bottom line.
Su Zimo frowned slightly and said: "There is no need to mention this matter again. The red-haired Yin God naturally belongs to the Dragon Clan among the Dragon Clan. And I, the Yuan Shen, have my own plans."
"You have your own plans, why are you looking for me?"
The red-haired ghost raised his eyebrows.
"Can you help?"
Su Zimo asked.
"Hey, are you still threatening me?"
The red-haired ghost sneered: "What can I do if I don't help?"
"Then I won't talk to you from now on."
Su Zimo said seriously.
This sentence was originally the most childish and angry thing among children, but when it was said at this time, it had huge destructive power on the red-haired ghost.
"Don't bother me!"
The red-haired ghost said quickly: "You brat, you just know how to scare me! Why don't you just condense the flames, why don't I help you?"
As he spoke, the red-haired ghost snapped his fingers, and a small crimson flame appeared on his fingertips, floating, as if it might go out at any time.
Su Zimo was a little skeptical, but still took out a lava crystal.
His consciousness controlled the lava crystal and placed it on the small flame.
Chi!
Accompanied by a line of blue smoke.
This top-notch bone-forging material was burned to ashes by this small flame in the blink of an eye!
Su Zimo: "..."
The red-haired ghost was still unconscious and proudly showed off to Su Zimo: "Look, is the power of our flames good?"
“…”
Su Zimo resisted the urge to curse, glared, gritted his teeth and said, "Reduce the power of your flames!"
"Okay, no problem."
The red-haired ghost agreed immediately.
The flames became much smaller again.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, took out another lava crystal, and carefully placed it on top of the flames.
call!
A flame instantly ignited on the lava crystal!
Just holding on for three breaths, under Su Zimo's gaze, the lava crystal disappeared into ashes again!
Su Zimo's old face darkened.
Two top-notch treasures of heaven and earth were burned away by the red-haired ghost!
"A little less powerful!"
Su Zimo grinded his teeth, and a few words popped out between his teeth.
The red-haired ghost waved his hands repeatedly, shook his head and said: "It's no big deal, this is already the minimum power."