My transformed system is poisonous

Zhongtian Territory, Kaiyang Mansion, the ancestral home of the Ling family.

The terrain of Kaiyang Mansion is higher and has not been affected by the rising tide of the boundless sea for the time being. However, at this rate, the Ling family's ancestral land will have to be relocated in at least twenty years.

Suddenly, a domain gate appeared on the calm sky, and a figure slowly walked out. Wearing a brocade robe with a blazing sun pattern, he was strong and nearly forty years old. He was Ling Qing, the ancestor of the Ling family.

As a strong man at the extreme level of the Imperial Realm, he has been traveling most of the time these years. Most of the Ling family's combat power has been sent to the battlefield. Even the ancestral home seems extremely deserted.

But even if the war continues to stalemate, Ling Qing will definitely take time to return every few years, not for anything else but for Ling Yuan.

Ling Yu'an has been lying quietly for nearly sixty years since she first fell asleep. More than twenty years ago, her cultivation had entered the realm of the emperor.

Just like when he stepped into the realm of heaven and humans, there was no trace of the great catastrophe that destroyed the world. In an instant, the realm of the imperial realm had been condensed into shape.

Looking at the ancestral house at his feet, Ling Qing's eyes were full of melancholy, and he even hesitated to walk in.

When he came back last time, Ling Yu'an's cultivation level had already entered the fourth level of the Imperial Level Blood Cloud Realm, and the expansion speed of the realm had not slowed down at all. It was still soaring at an almost crazy speed, improving more and more. faster.

Today, Ling Qing is a little worried that one day when he comes back, he will find an emperor lying in his ancestral home.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ling Qing stepped into the ancestral house and went straight to the ground.

Ling Yu was sleeping peacefully and had no strength to control her own domain, so she needed the suppression of the magic circle.

Over the years, Ling Qing has changed Ling Yu'an to several places. He even thought about putting Ling Yu'an into his own little world, but he failed.

After entering his little world, Ling Yu'an seemed to be in a state of near death, and even the realm fell into silence, which scared him so much that he never dared to have this idea again.

Underneath the Ling family's ancestral home, a cave that spans nearly ten thousand feet has been dug out. The magic circle covers all directions, gathering the energy of the earth's veins and warming a silver jade couch in the center of the cave.

Ling Yu was lying on top, and the scattered field was suppressed by the magic circle within a radius of a hundred feet. There was a vague figure rising and falling within it, wrapped in golden mist, with eyes like lamps, watching Ling Qing closely.

Even though Ling Qing had been in the extreme realm of the Imperial Dao for a long time, now that he was being stared at by this gaze, he still felt a twinge of pain on his back.

After observing Ling Yu'an for a moment, Ling Qing sighed. As expected, the Ling Yu'an in front of him had once again improved his cultivation and had entered the realm of creation.

After being silent for a long time, Ling Qing raised his hand and took out a few pills, drew the spiritual spring from the void, dissolved the pills, and poured them into Ling Yu'an's mouth.

Ever since Ling Yu'an entered the third level of the Emperor's Sky Observation Realm, the extra figure in the domain no longer allowed Ling Qing to approach. Forcibly approaching would only cause a backlash in the domain, thus injuring Ling Yu'an.

These elixirs were obtained by Ling Qing from the Taoist sect, and they were all elixirs that strengthened and consolidated the soul. Every time he returned, he would bring some elixirs that he had never tried before, hoping that a miracle would happen.

The pill entered the throat, and several hours passed by in a blink of an eye. Ling Yu'an was still lying on the jade couch, motionless. Obviously, this time it was in vain.

"Yu'an..."

Ling Qing let out a low sigh, turned around and walked towards the outside of the cave. His steps were heavy, and his originally strong body now looked a little rickety.

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Glazed Star Territory, Glazed Light Realm.

Between the desolate mountains, the magic circle is hidden in the void, cutting off the world.

In the center of the mountain range, Shi Lan sat on the ground. In front of her was a gradually forming skeleton. Shi Lan had spent a lot of money preparing this skeleton for reincarnation. The bones in the remains of the Supreme Being in her hands were basically swept away by her. Empty, extracting all the essence.

After that, she even broke four of her ribs, using the blood marrow as the foundation, and injected it into the dragon's spine in the skeleton.

In this way, Samsara's physical body is considered to be a semi-finished product. When she steps into the imperial realm, she can try to leverage the essence and blood of the ancient god king deep in her soul to shape the bloodline for Samsara.

"There's no need to go to such trouble." Seeing Shi Lan perform a dissection to remove the bones, Samsara felt a little uneasy.

"It's nothing. It's a pity that I'm a little weaker now. Otherwise, I would have wanted to return to Shenwu right now and take the golden body relics of Arhat to build your foundation."

Buddhism has always attached great importance to the physical body. The muscles and bones that have been bathed in the golden light of merit all year round have become so strong.

Putting away the skeleton in front of him, Shi Lan swallowed several spiritual pills, gradually repaired the broken ribs, and then sank into practice.

As soon as he started to purify the field, Shi Lan noticed something was wrong. When calcining the bones of the ancestor gods, the power of the fire of the soul was still slowly increasing, and the purification speed of the field had accelerated again.

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Originally, Shi Lan expected that it would take at least ten years before she could step into the Emperor's Realm.

In fact, it only took six years for the last trace of impurities to be removed from the realm of the Imperial Dao, and her cultivation also naturally entered the Imperial Realm.

At this moment, Shi Lan was already standing at the pinnacle of the Imperial Realm, overlooking all living beings below the Supreme.

In the Emperor's Realm, one needs to compress one's own domain and integrate the condensed domain into one's own body to evolve the Tao Fruit. The moment the Tao Fruit turns emptiness into reality is the moment when one steps into the Supreme Realm.

Compressing the field is not very difficult for Shi Lan. The only difficulty is the evolution of Dao Fruit.

So far, Shi Lan still has not found where his path lies. If he follows the method in Yuqing's Creation Art, Shi Lan will only need ten years at most to complete the compression of his domain and successfully evolve the path fruit.

But for some reason, Shi Lan was a little resistant to this. Condensing the Dao Fruit of the Yuqing Creation Technique was not the way to the strongest. At this moment, she could vaguely see its upper limit through the Holy Demonic Eyes. Although it was beyond the supreme realm, it was still limited.

She needs to find a stronger path, at least a path that she can't see the end of now.

After pondering for a long time, Shi Lan once again turned her attention to the martial arts scripture that she had put aside for a long time. If she continued on this path, what answer would she get?

Make great progress all the way and reach the top of the universe, or fail halfway and end up regretting the end of the world.

Thinking of this, Shi Lan's eyes suddenly sharpened, cutting away the trace of hesitation in his heart.

Along the way to martial arts, there is no room for fear, no matter what, the road is always at your feet.

It is undoubtedly fanciful to want to have unparalleled combat power that can defeat all powerful enemies without taking any risks. What she wants to do now is to walk on thin ice, do brave and diligent things, and take a path that is different from ordinary people.

After a moment of turbulence in his mind, Shi Lan no longer hesitated, his consciousness sank into the virtual space, and he started from the beginning again to deduce martial arts.