"What's wrong with you?"

  Compared with the other three people, Wu Dao'an was frowning and hastily walked forward.

  He noticed something was off about Shen Yi at a glance.

  It's as if all the energy has been drained from his body, and his spirit is also at an all-time low.

  "Following the senior fellow practitioner in the attic to practice the Golden Body Technique, I feel somewhat tired."

  Shen Yi shook his head and handed over the Golden Wolf Jade Token.

  Thanks to Wu Daoan's reminder, several temple fairies realized that something was wrong and heard the young man's light and casual reply. For a moment, their faces couldn't help but become strange.

  "Have you started practicing the Golden Body method?"

  "Still exploring."

  Shen Yi sank into contemplation for a moment, and only those who truly came into contact with this level would understand its profundity.

  Having spent such a vast and profound demonic lifespan, he had only grasped the introductory method, understanding how to eliminate miscellaneous thoughts from the incense offerings' willpower.

  The casting of the golden body requires an endless repetition of this process.

  Even with sufficient demonic life support.

  But his own spirit was unsustainable, and after each derivation, he had to spend at least several days slowly eliminating negative emotions.

  The process of deduction consumed a long period of time and also affected Shen Yi, making him more patient than he used to be.

  He would be very satisfied if he could break through to the Realm of Demigods within a month.

  "Feeling around..."

  Pangmiao suddenly shifted his gaze, swallowed hard, and felt a dry mouth.

  Looking at the other two fellow students, he found their expressions were even more exaggerated than his own.

  The premise of seeking the way is entering the gate.

  Most of the Wu Xian are still outside the threshold, thinking about how to strengthen their Yin Shen, and who has the qualifications to think about how to digest the incense fire will.

  This time, Brother Wu really made a big splash.

  The young man who was accidentally found had an astonishing physique and his understanding was far beyond what others could imagine!

  How can this barren land of Daqian produce such a monstrous talent?!

  "Hmm..."

  Wu Dao'an didn't go to receive the Golden Wolf Token, and stood there for a long time, his mouth slightly open as he let out a long sigh.

  He roughly guessed that Shen Yi's breakthrough to the Upper Boundary of Wu Xian would be faster than he had anticipated, but still didn't expect that with sufficient willpower support, it would take less than two months.

  "You use mine first, and then we'll find someone to give you a spot later."

  He pulled out a thin golden book from his sleeve.

  The incense and wishes in the Wu Temple are the foundation of the Daqian Dynasty.

  Each one has been assigned for what it is used.

  Those with higher positions have the power to prioritize the mobilization of incense and fire will.

  If not counting the unclear-minded Wu Miao Lao Zu, the one ranked below him is the only Wuku Guardian, who is on par with the four rotating Temple Blessings, and the five people share the accumulated wish power within the Wu Miao.

  The former guards the armory, the latter garrisons the imperial city.

  Only after they permit it can other martial artists mobilize and absorb the willpower.

  "Brother Wu."

  Bao Miao didn't say anything directly, but just whispered a sentence in a low voice.

  This document represents too much significance.

  To put it bluntly, if Shen Yi had any personal motives, at the time when the external enemy invaded the imperial city, he could even seal off one-fifth of the willpower, not allowing others to use it.

  Of course, Páng Miào Zhù also knew Wu Shī Xiōng's mind.

  Incense is like this, when someone gets more, someone else has to get less.

  If he is not given enough power, Shen Yi may be surpassed by others.

  But isn't the risk a bit too great?

  "Shen Shidi, I have sent someone to Qingzhou to fetch your records after you joined the Demon Vanquishing Division."

  Wu Dao'an stroked the golden book, sighed and smiled: "Except for beheading demons and eliminating evil, there is almost nothing else that can't be picked out. I want to trust you once."

  Having said that, he handed over the golden book: "Can I trust you?"

  The other three shrine maidens remained silent.

  Wu Shixiong chose Lion Camel Form without hesitation at first.

  To dissolve stubbornness with the character "guard".

  He disregarded the dire situation in Qingzhou and Songzhou, viewing it as a temporary loss that could be abandoned, because he had sworn to defend all of Daqian.

  To achieve this, one must break through and transcend the mundane.

  If it is a great defeat.

  He will be counterattacked by the evil spirit and dissipated into nothingness.

  It was precisely because of this that Wu Shixiong could mobilize the fallen Lion Camel Dharma Body.

  Now that he has found an opportunity to defend Daqian, he will naturally invest everything in it, and it is useless to persuade him otherwise.

  "I'll give it a try."

  Shen Yi took over the golden book and didn't finish what he was saying.

  He immediately bid farewell to several people and left the Wu Miao Grand Hall.

  The hall was slightly quiet.

  After a long time, the temple's abbot finally spoke up: "Brother Wu, you're making it easy for people to label you as autocratic. Once this rotation ends, I'm afraid no one will choose you as the temple's abbot again."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Dao'an patted his sleeve: "Using strong medicine to treat a stubborn disease, Shen Shidi has more talent than Zhu Shixiong, but lacks Zhu Shixiong's bottleneck. If even he can't do it, I really can't think of anyone else who can save Da Qian."

  "If he succeeds."

  Wu Dao'an said up to this point, suddenly smiled: "Then let the old ancestor sit on the right side, Shen Shidi sit in the middle, and I will definitely be able to sit on the left side of the offering platform."

  "As for those idle remarks..."

  He turned around: "Wu Lao Gui's face is still quite thick."

  ……

  Wu Miao Jia Yuan

  Shen Yi returned to the house and gently rubbed her forehead.

  It's been a long and difficult process to recover from being tormented by those tedious and miscellaneous thoughts.

  He didn't seem to have any intention of resting.

  If all else fails, go to the Wu Ku and ask Brother Skull to sing a Clear Mind Melody.

  Shen Yi now has some understanding of Da Qian's situation.

  A rickety, barely standing high-rise building.

  Many of his enemies, such as Huaxue Yao Huang and Qingqiu, were blocked outside by this tall building.

  It is essential to have enough self-preservation strength before a high-rise building collapses.

  If possible, also try to hold up this tall building a bit.

  To be honest, no matter what kind of mind Wu Miao holds, at least from what Shen Yi can see now, he feels that they are very considerate of him.

  He directly gives you the skills and resources, and never gets himself into trouble.

  The only requirement is to stay quietly in the temple of Wu.

  "What a pity."

  Even this sole requirement, Shen Yi was unable to fulfill.

  Remaining lifespan of the demon: 56,100 years

  He closed his eyes and mobilized the demon's life force into the Three-Yuan Ascension Technique, planning to first perfect it.

  This kung fu has been fully developed and is only lacking in incense and candle offerings.

  As time goes by.

  Several martial artists in the courtyard sensed something and looked up at the sky with confusion.

  "Why sudden change?"

  Fortunately, the white fog did not change much, and a few people only had some doubts, but soon withdrew their gaze.

  At the same time, Shen Yi opened her eyes inside the house.

  It consumed more than 3,000 years of the demon's life span.

  In its air sea, three cloud patterns gathered beside the yin god's body, with an aura that condensed but did not disperse, as if it had touched a certain limit.

  Wu Xian. Three Primordial Ascension Method: Perfection

  If you don't have talent, then just make your foundation more solid.

  Everything is ready...

  A flash of insight darted through Shen's eyes, and the next moment, a vast amount of demonic energy poured into the Arhat Golden Body Technique!

  His expression was sometimes ferocious and sometimes relaxed.

  The formless white mist filled the sky and pierced into Shen Yi's body, until it was completely absorbed.

  A wisp of golden light floated out from between his eyebrows.

  Like a weak candle flame, as if a gust of wind could extinguish it.

  But it also emits an aura of mystery.

  Gently swaying in the air.

  This thing is particularly familiar to Shen Yi, and it's similar to the aura that was stripped from Jin's body during the baptism in the Wu Temple, but it's condensed countless times, like the difference between residual and original.

  Shen Yi stretched out his hand towards it, and the intangible willpower suddenly had a tangible feeling.

  This is the Transmutation of Spirit into Golden Body.

  Although it was just a small step, it represented his thorough entry into a new level.

  (End of chapter)