The old man said it once before. This time, the old man mentioned it again. The two of them said the same thing. The surprise seemed to be true.
However, if you look at it from Han Sanqian's perspective, there were a lot of surprises along the way, but he really didn't see any surprises.
But in any case, even if there is no surprise, Han Sanqian has no other choice in the current situation.
Nodding obediently, using his breath to connect his whole body, Han Sanqian started his journey of cultivation.
One day, another day
Han Sanqian just sat there, using his luck to slowly instill these qi into his own flesh and blood using the method of physical body sanctification.
Even though everything in Han Sanqian's body feels normal now and his meridians are completely smooth, Han Sanqian has been preparing for a rainy day and has already focused on the sanctification of his body.
It¡¯s not that he¡¯s trying to be new, Han Sanqian just unilaterally believes that what needs to be cultivated at the moment must be the most powerful move when he has no moves at all.
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When the third day came, Han Sanqian opened his eyes, and then took a long breath of turbid air. Looking down, he found that his body had turned golden without knowing it.
Every inch of skin is as if it is made of gold, and every inch of muscle is as if it is made of steel.
With a slight squeeze of his fist, Han Sanqian heard not the sound of bones cracking, but the sound of metal friction coming from steel.
The hands and arms of Anti-Buddha Han Sanqian are all made of gold and silver.
"Is this the initial stage of physical sanctification?"
Han Sanqian looked at his body and those thick and powerful arms in disbelief. He had never seen such a terrifying body. There was even a strong impulse in his body telling himself that once he punched out, , will inevitably be the force of thunder, destroying thousands.
What excites Han Sanqian the most is that these are just the introductory stages.
Han Sanqian is not a person who loves to dream, but at this time he can't help but imagine what kind of terrifying situation it will be once this method of sanctifying the body reaches the level of proficiency.
And what if it is transformed into something extraordinary? !
Han Sanqian believes that at that time, if you really fight against anyone with your body, you will never suffer a loss, and you will even be crushed.
Even if my cultivation was weak and obedient at that time, who would dare to provoke me casually?
At that time, I looked like an ordinary person, but when I got into a fight, I scared them to death. What does it mean to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? This is a textbook-level fact!
Damn, just thinking about it makes me excited.
Not to mention further fantasies. If you can restore your previous cultivation level, darling, at that time, you may really be the top nightmare for any opponent, right?
You don¡¯t even dare to use the word ¡°pervert¡± to describe this kind of thing. This is simply the super pervert among perverts.
Han Sanqian's mouth showed a sly and sinister smile involuntarily, and there was even a vulgar smile of imagining the future of invincibility.
Until a long time, he seemed to have laughed enough, then he closed his fists, and then fell into self-cultivation.
Another day has passed.
The golden light on Han Sanqian's body became even stronger. If someone was in it, they would be blinded by the golden light.
Even the sweat he shed was like golden beads at this time, which looked both beautiful and powerful.
On the fifth day, it happened again.
Today's Han Sanqian, compared to yesterday's golden light, seemed to have fallen into a state of withering for a while. The light on his body has obviously dispersed a lot, and the feeling of indestructibility set off by the golden color has also become much weaker. .
Like an old golden arhat, the paint fell off after being exposed to water.
Han Sanqian's overall spirit seems not to be as good as yesterday. Not to mention yesterday's excitement, even in an ordinary state, he can't reach it at all.
I don¡¯t know what he went through last night. No one here knows, and no one will bother him.
In a blink of an eye, the sixth day came again.
If Han Sanqian on this day is compared to yesterday, his condition is obviously (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com