Chapter 1795： Eighty-one impressions (1/2)
The gate of the altar slowly closed, and Mu Yun's figure disappeared on the altar.
Zhuo Yuanhang was very happy at the moment.
”His Royal Highness is back, really back...”
Zhuo Yuanhang muttered to himself: ”The patriarch said that it was true that the emperor of the nine lives is destined to unify the realm of the gods. His Royal Highness will not die. Herdsmen, recovery is expected!”
At this moment, Mu Yun came to the bottom of the altar, and a tyrannical blood rushed towards him at this moment.
This is a completely different state from when he saw his left and right hands.
Mu Yun entered the altar and looked at the center of the altar. At this moment, a piece of flesh and blood about the size of a thumb stood quietly on a rock in the center.
Even because the flesh and blood has been on the stone for too long, the stone has become red at this moment.
Mu Yun approached the small piece of flesh and blood, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.
Too strong.
A strong breath of flesh and blood hit his body.
The rumbling voice sounded, and the blood burst out at this moment, a completely different breath, making Mu Yun feel that his body was full.
He gently waved his palm.
Om...
Suddenly, the flesh and blood flew directly on his hand at this moment.
At this moment, his body was suddenly filled with a breath of flesh and blood.
Om...
Mu Yun stood there, only feeling that his head was about to explode at this moment.
An unmatched breath of flesh and blood poured directly into his body.
”This……”
Mu Yun was also at a loss at this moment.
Normally speaking, this piece of flesh and blood should be the same as one's left and right hands, blending into one's own body, but at this moment, this piece of flesh and blood is directly rushing into one's flesh and blood, forcibly fusing with one's own body.
For an instant, Mu Yun felt the strength in his body constantly filling.
The frenzied breath spread out one after another, and his body, the power that was constantly violent, was superimposed one after another.
Under the superposition of these forces, his body at this moment, every thread, every inch, is being expanded.
Boom...
The dull voice suddenly spread, and his abdomen swelled as if a package was directly bulging out.
”The physical body has reached its limit, unable to absorb this flesh and blood power, now I can only be promoted and let my body absorb this flesh and blood breath.”
Thinking of this, Mu Yun immediately sat down and guided his divine power to impact his own imprint of the source of God.
At this moment, a magical scene appeared.
In that piece of flesh and blood, there was actually a phantom of imprints, which directly rushed into Mu Yun's body.
Originally, the nine imprints in the source of God had increased eightfold at this moment, turning into ninety-nine and eighty-one imprints.
Looking closely at these ninety-nine and eighty-one impressions, under one enlarged impression, there is a subtle impression.
In this way, under the nine larger prints, there are eight small prints.
Nine big marks, eight small marks!
There was a strange feeling in Mu Yun's heart.
But at this moment, looking inside his **** source, Mu Yun found that the nine marks were all fulfilled.
He stepped into the realm of true God Dzogchen.
Not only that, the power contained in that piece of flesh and blood has greatly enhanced his body's blood, veins, bones, and soul consciousness.
They all reach the top level of the True God Dzogchen.
This feeling is extremely comfortable.
”It's like swallowing heaven and earth magic medicine...”
Mu Yun couldn't help but exhale at this moment.
It's just a small piece of flesh and blood from his previous life, fused into the body, and the power that spreads autonomously is so powerful.
No wonder, after his death, his soul consciousness dissipated, and his flesh and blood were still so respected and admired by the people of the gods.
”Comfortable power, this is the real realm improvement!”
Mu Yun's hands were inspiring, and he only felt the fluctuations of power everywhere in his body.
Looking ahead, Mu Yun suddenly discovered that a passage was spreading.
Presumably Zhuo Yuanhang set up here and stayed here, but I don't know where it leads to.
Entering the passage, about to advance for a short time, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of Mu Yun's eyes.
His figure appeared outside the Sword God Sect.
Looking up, the pavilions and towers erected by the Sword God Sect were in the distance.
This is at the foot of a barren mountain outside the Sword God Sect.
Mu Yun turned around and looked around, but found that there was no passage at all.
But the palm of the hand sticks out, but it easily touches the passage.
”It looks like a virtual array!”
Mu Yun looked forward and exhaled.
”Stayed in there for seven or eight days, although I almost died, it was not bad to reach the realm of True God Dzogchen!”
Mu Yun looked at the rock on the mountain peak, and a killing machine appeared in his eyes.
”Luohe, titled disciple?”
”Zhuo Jianyi, Yan Yimiao, harm me Xuantianshi?”
”These accounts, take notes one by one, in the next time, you...repay them one by one!”
After the words fell, Mu Yun's figure disappeared.
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Sword God Sect, Wai Sect!
In Xie Qing's courtyard, Zhao Yanming, Mu Bufan, and Lu Yuxue were all present.