Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Still remaining in the air, Luo Zheng, suddenly under one turn, has severely smashed the Mighty Spirit.

Luo Zheng has been brewing for a long time, the power of this blast cannot be underestimated!

And the Mighty Spirit cannot be quenched, not even reacting!

“Boom...”

In the great pit, the Mighty Spirit lay in it, his eyes slightly stunned.

Rosen steadily landed on the edge of the great pit, with a slight smile on his face and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

At the moment when he was running eight songs of smoke, Rosen also found that the true meaning of that path was able to blend naturally!

Though this period of time also thought about the true intentions, but the hall was occupied by Aunt Nine, and he was not in a hurry, so the understanding of the true intentions of the way is still very shallow, far less than the thought.

But the "eight-curve smoke” method is supposed to move with the wind. In operation, Luo Zheng relies almost on instinct to merge a hint of sincerity into it.

Unlike Aunt Nine, he had learned half the story, and Rosen didn't even realize that the true meaning was “natural.”

Now that he realized that little bit of truth, he also realized what was good about it, and naturally he would get a little excited.

Ning Yu Butterfly was still very dissatisfied. Now he sees Luo Zheng smashing the “Second Brother” on the ground. He smiles on his face again, and he just says “deserves it”.

“This is the true meaning of…! Where did you come from?” It's an incredible look.

When the Mighty Spirit heard this, his mouth opened slightly, and his brother had already spoken out the question he wanted to ask. His face revealed a hint of grievance.

Though he didn't move, he was accidentally captured by Rosenfeld, but after all, he is the perfect true god!

It should be that he came to teach this kid a lesson, and it turned out to be completely different from what he imagined, which is too embarrassing...

But only a little boy from the atlas, even if inherited from the Immortal Palace, wandering around in the realm of divinity, has a real chance to fix it? This is inevitably too unfair...

The true meaning of the Dao is too little inherited in the Divine Domain, let alone they are so full that even saints have little chance of being reached.

In fact, both the Mighty Spirit and the Pure Miracle have the true intentions of cultivation.

Originally handed over to Gu Bei a golden Sanskrit, Gu Bei spent many years, * * the mystery of it, finally got a piece in it, that is, the true meaning of the Yin Yang chaos practiced by Gu Bei!

However, Gu Bei once said that this Yin Yang chaos is only a small part in the middle, it is a remnant of the remnants of the article...

But Gu Bei, with his demonic talent, pushed forward and backward, set aside heaven and earth gossip, and let Luo Xiao help to deduce, it is a little bit to make up the front and back pages.

The true meaning of the way, the word is a thousand miles away, and there is no meaning.

This revised method of sincerity by Gubei is certainly not the true meaning of the path, but the true meaning of the Yin and Yang chaos hidden therein is extremely powerful.

Both the pure illusion and the Shinto cultivation of Shinto are handed down from Gu Bei. It is equally beneficial to practise according to this "pseudo-sincere method” taught to him by the master.

After the excitement of the two apprentices, Gu Bei said with some concern: “This is a sincere method, it's just a small paper boat that has been repaired. It travels through the endless ocean here. It may sink one day, and it is doomed to be impossible to cross that ocean...”

The Pure Immaculate and Mighty Spirit is nothing more than a complete cultivation. The ocean after the crossing of the Divine Path is also something to consider after the sacred feast. Of course, I will not think about it so much. It is already a great fortune to be able to get the master to teach this Yin and Yang sincerity.

With this residual sincerity, the Purity and the Mighty Spirit are fully satisfied, the scenery in the Gods Arena is immense and almost invisible.

They are naturally proud of their great success.

But how did this little brother get to the realm in a few years? How could he have built another path?

Big Brother asked, Luo Xuan stall hands, helpless laughed: “Two brothers, come to the house first! ”

The Mighty Spirit rose from the pit, his face was still a little depressed. He noticed the face of the elder brother and asked carefully: “We need to cut it again...”

His voice just dropped and he glanced at him, “Are you done? ”

The Mighty Spirit stopped talking immediately, but followed the Purity without illusion.

On the way to Xianfu, she asked why Luo Zheng stayed in Xianfu and did not go to Zhou Lingshan.

Long story short, Luo Zheng said about what happened after entering the floating island...

“What! Your boy is anonymous! ”

When Luo Zheng said that he had won continuously in the Arena of the Gods, the second brother's voice was like a thunderbolt, echoing in the square of Xianfu.

He looked at him helplessly, “Ignore this fool, go on. ”

“I did intend to enter Zhou Lingshan after I realized that Yu's message was too white, but I happened to meet Ling Il, so I was invited to attend the Ling Il Festival, in the forbidden land of time, Pastoral Blood Rong and others...” Luo Zheng continued.

When Luo Zheng said he had the seal, the Mighty Spirit shouted out: “You got the seal in the hands of the herd! ”

Pure illusion is really unbearable. He reached out his finger to the refinery. The Refinery is entering and exiting the door. I don't know what I'm busy with...

“An iron man? Puppet? Cut, what a terrible puppet..."

“Hissing...”

On a pure and unimaginable fishing rod, an invisible fishing line had been tied to the legs of the Mighty Spirit. As he shook the line gently, the Mighty Spirit circled in the air, “Wow," and fell into a fish pond beside him.

The innocent, naive face turned into an uncoordinated and despicable color, and then asked Luo to smile slightly: "Little brother, please continue. ”

Luo Zheng looked at the Mighty Spirit helplessly. Looks like this guy is pathetic too...

Later, Rozen said something about how to escape.

Speaking of the power of the “silent scepter of the gods", there was a glint of light shining in the eyes, "It was because of you. ”

The whole god domain was silenced, no one could escape, and the pure and imperial gods were certainly clear, so the pure and immaculate also knew that Shi Xiaoxiao had been released from the dungeon.

“Where does the truth of what you understand come from?” The most puzzling fear of purity is this.

He knows very well how difficult it is to obtain it in good faith.

Golden Sanskrit has been discovered so far, and there are not many that can truly be correctly deciphered, and are of great value!

“This should be thanks to my dog," Rosenfeld smiled.

Upon hearing this, the pure absence of illusion reveals the colour of confusion.

Although he didn't say it, he saw these stunning beauties in the Immortal House and knew that Luo Zheng had moved all his family to the Immortal House, which was Luo Zheng's right, and he wouldn't ask.

But what does that have to do with my brother's son?

Then Luo Zheng brought the pure illusion into the hall, pointing to a set of six golden Sanskrit words hung on the wall: “This method of sincerity was translated by the dog from the golden Sanskrit retained by the master, and this time back to Xianfu, I also knew. ”

When he heard this, he was stunned. Some doubted whether he had heard it wrong. His eyes fell on Lo Xian, who was not far away, and his face was full of disbelief. “The nephew is only 16 years old and over three months old. He is also a minor creature. How can he translate that golden Sanskrit? ”

Aunt Jiu smiled slightly. She was also surprised earlier. "Why don't you let him write another one? ”

The previous article, including Aunt Nine, was carefully closed and refused to be taken out.

Luo Yan along the way watched the boy ride on a cow, and watched the boy throw the long-haired man into the pond. He was also quite curious along the way.

Hearing him talking about himself, his ears stood up,

“Nephew, could you write another translation of that golden Sanskrit?” The boy asks.

Luo recited a slight smile on his face. He looked a little shy, but he said in a non-negotiable tone: “Yes, it's not hard to decipher a single article, but...” He turned his voice and once again revealed a cunning colour on his face. “What good is it? ”