"The appearance of these one hundred and eight fruits seems to be unexpected..."

Jiang Minghan also didn't know what is so wonderful about this thing.

But in the dark, there is a kind of gratitude, as long as he swallows it, it will be of infinite benefit to him.

So he didn't waste any time. With a movement of his figure and a roll of his hand, the biggest fruit of good fortune fell down.

However, the moment it was picked from the tree, it became pale, and it seemed that it was difficult to maintain the shape of the fruit, and it was about to disperse into the air of good fortune.

Jiang Minghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and put it into his mouth before it was completely faint.

But this speed is still very slow, he thought for a while, and immediately sat down cross-legged, his figure fell into the sky above the four-legged golden tripod, his brows glowed, the villain of Yuanshen stepped out, and sat cross-legged with the deity.

The vast air of good fortune immediately flooded towards him like a waterfall.

The Yuanshen villain opened his mouth and screamed, and the space here trembled violently.

One after another, the fruits of good fortune fell from the treetops, and then turned into streamers, which were eaten directly by them.

The surging and terrifying power of creation began to circulate in Jiang Minghan's body. Originally, after absorbing a lot of original substances in that mysterious space, his magic power had reached a certain peak.

But now, the power of good fortune that suddenly appeared is so rich that his mana has changed from quantitative to qualitative.

"I originally planned to wait for a while to condense the holy body, but if I follow this trend, I'm afraid I won't get what I want, but that's all, since the spirit of good fortune is extremely strong, then I will follow my heart and break through .”

"Now that the heavens are manifesting, the attention of all races and orthodoxy must be on the Xuantian Chaos List of the heavens. There is no need to continue to suppress my cultivation."

Jiang Minghan originally had a more stable idea.

However, the aura of good fortune here was not as he wished, and directly broke through the bottleneck shackles he deliberately suppressed.

His mana is more powerful than many monks of the older generation in the holy realm, which can be described as vast Wang Yang.

It's just that he deliberately suppressed his cultivation in the realm of the gods before, and he has not broken through the realm of the saints for a long time.

Now that the spirit of good fortune is surging, Jiang Minghan can't suppress the shackles of the realm directly.

The majestic and surging mana underwent a qualitative change and began to condense his holy body.

What is the sacred body?It is the most critical threshold for monks to enter the holy realm.

Originally, the mana in Jiang Minghan's body was comparable to that of the older monks in the holy realm.

However, his original body has reached the limit of what it can carry. Even if he accumulates more mana, it will not be of much use. It will overflow, and it may even damage his spiritual sea.

The body is like a container, and the mana is the river king yang that it carries. The bigger and more stable the container, the wider and boundless the river king yang it can carry.

Now condensing the sacred body is equivalent to reshaping and rebuilding the container to carry more and vast mana.

At this moment, Jiang Minghan could clearly feel that every cell in his body was sending out thoughts of longing, and 60 trillion cells were constantly absorbing the surge of good fortune.

In this four-legged golden tripod, there is too much fortune-making energy, which is extremely rich, and I don't know how many strands there are.

The outside world is willing to pay a huge price for a ray of good fortune, but here, he directly uses this thing to practice and cast a holy body, which cannot be described as extravagant.

"The power of the holy body can already be compared to the immortal body, and rebirth from a drop of blood is already easy."

"A drop of blood from a monk in the holy realm contains shocking power, piercing through the stars and obliterating the laws, which is also common."

"However, it is not easy to condense the holy body. The soul, the domain, and one's own thinking are integrated..."

Jiang Minghan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his figure was completely submerged by the rich air of good fortune, every cell in him was glowing, and some astonishing changes were taking place.

At the same time, his primordial spirit was also shining.

One after another, the fruits of fortune turned into streamers and were swallowed by the villain.

Surrounded by immeasurable light and Daoguang, it seems that there are world sounds and ritual sounds, and all kinds of visions that only appear when the world first opens are manifesting.

The field of innate five elements, the field of Zhoutian and stars, and the field of time and space are all manifested, and they are leading the scattered and falling air of good fortune.

The originally hazy surroundings began to take a solid shape, and seemed to be evolving towards the real world.

"The holy realm is divided into four realms: quasi-sage, saint, most holy, and great sage. If the mana is perfect, if it reaches a certain bottleneck, it can impact the holy body, and it can be called a quasi-sage..."

"And after condensing the holy body, mastering the immortal body, he can heal even the most serious injuries, and he is called a saint. He raises his hands and feet, possesses vast magic power, moves mountains and seas, crosses the starry sky, and is omnipotent."

"The Holy Realm comprehends the law, controls the power of the law, captures the real energy of the void spacetime, and makes the domain evolve into a cave, a blessed place... the Great Sacred Realm understands the power of the world, the primordial spirit and the physical body fit perfectly, gathering and dispersing Impermanence, the same size, heaven and earth are hard to bury, life force is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, even if the five horses are cracked and the corpse is buried in the world, they can still be reborn, and at the same time condense the prototype of a world..."

At this moment, Jiang Minghan's mind was cleared of distracting thoughts, and all kinds of thoughts about cultivation flashed by. The three realms were all evolving, and because of the appearance of the Qi of Creation, real scenes emerged in the realms.

The originally empty surroundings were supposed to be the chaos before the creation of the world, but now there are real barriers.

His domain is evolving into a paradise, and there is a breath of truth.

Moreover, Jiang Minghan knew the space of the sea, and the stars in the sky emerged, accompanied by the vague river of fate, which cast shadows faintly in his domain.

If you listen carefully at this moment, you will find that in his body, there are terrifying sounds of rushing rivers and the rotation of the sun and the moon. The sound of blood flowing alone is enough to shock a monk in the holy realm to death.

This is only the initial stage of shaping the holy body, every cell seems to wake up, emitting the terrifying power of mountains and tsunamis.

The power of 60 trillion cells is so terrifying that I can hardly imagine it.

And in the process of this practice, the vast Qi of Good Fortune showed no sign of drying up, and kept submerging Jiang Minghan, causing his strength to undergo earth-shaking changes again.

The time inside the All Heavens Hall was no different from the outside world. In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

All the Chosen Talents who were waiting outside the hall were also a little anxious. They had never heard of a Chosen Talent who would stay in the Temple of the Heavens for such a long period of time.

The most important thing is that during this period, the Temple of the Heavens seemed to be silent, without any vision coming out.

This made them want to snoop some news about Jiang Minghan, but they couldn't start, they didn't know what he was going through in the palace.

Such a process was very tormenting, which made them more anxious, and worried that the spirit of good fortune in the hall would be swept away.

"It seems that we have no chance. We can only wait for the next time when the Temple of the Heavens picks up again..."

Ningyu was quite open-minded. Although the spirit of good fortune was precious, but thinking about what would happen if she offended Jiang Minghan, she shuddered.

A young taboo, even those ancient orthodox traditions, did not dare to underestimate or neglect.

If you offend such a person, the only way is to do everything possible to get rid of him and not let him grow up.

But it is extremely difficult to really kill a young taboo, and it is very difficult to succeed.

No one knows what kind of chances 050 and these young taboos have had. Even monks whose cultivation base is much higher than them, dare not say that they can win for sure.

Moreover, the luck carried by the young taboo is so vast, and it is very normal for the near-death thing to happen to them.

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