The mystery of martial arts lies in the transformation of life... This seems to be an ever-changing philosophy.

In the midst of layers of hazy and mysterious spiritual light, wearing white clothes, handsome facial features, and a natural smile on the corner of his mouth, Emperor Jun Tian kept savoring the enlightenment of "life transformation" in his heart.

A martial arts monk is like a seed. If you want to grow, you must sprout and take root, bloom and bear fruit. Isn’t the process of the process the transformation of life?

From the "Nine Levels of Spiritual Transformation Realm" to the "First-level Feather Realm" level, it will be the first "life transformation" that martial arts monks will face in their lifetime.

After this "life transformation", the martial arts monks, flesh, bones, and spiritual will, are no longer completely "ordinary people".

People in the world say that "the body becomes saint" and "the saint turns into a god". To the bottom of it is also a "transformation of life"... but "the body becomes saint" is a very high-end "transformation of life".

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and a month passes by.

The outside world is changing.

In the Great Peripheral Frontier, war has begun, killing and swallowing the sky.

At first, the Great Zhou Dynasty thought that the only one who confronted this time was the "Qingtian Dynasty", but later it was discovered... the "Holy Fire Dynasty" was also brought in.

If the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty hadn't fought bloody battles, the surrounding city would have been broken and broken.

But even so, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty suffered heavy losses in one month...

The ancient city on the border was filled with wolf smoke and bloody sky, with ruins everywhere, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou and martial arts monks who died in the land...

In the hall of the mansion with a heavy and depressing atmosphere, the King of Qi, who had a pale face and had not been asleep for more than a month, sat on the chair tired and helplessly, and said, "Have you not found the Lord Jun Tian? It's been a month, I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger..."

"Mr. Qi, it was my two men who were guarding me, which made Young Master Juntian fall into death. Please ask Lord Qi to know the crime!" The two men knelt down in unison, and their painful and guilty expressions were definitely not disguised.

"Oh~~ It's a fate!" King Qi sighed and said, "Qin Long and Zhou Hu, it's not your fault. Go and withdraw people..."

"The Holy Fire Dynasty and the Qingtian Dynasty join forces, all I can do is to sacrifice my country for my life... It's a pity that Emperor Jun Tian, ​​if he doesn't die, even if my Great Zhou Dynasty is destroyed, he will make a comeback in the future and rekindle."

When the Great Peripheral Border was in danger, the distant imperial world, on the prosperous streets, two beautiful women, one big and one small, were walking around, attracting countless hot and stunning eyes.

A mature and emotional woman, wearing a bright red dress, could not cover up her magical and extraordinary devilish figure.

Her black hair is like a waterfall, her eyebrows are like a painting, and her facial features are beautiful and breathtaking.

The girl next to this woman has an elegant temperament, floating like a dusty woman, and has the style of a fairy woman.

With every frown and smile, the brightness and brilliance of the country is self-evident.

She said, "Sister Queen...I miss Brother Jun."

"No prospect! How long has it been since I came out? I just missed that bastard boy?" The beautiful woman spat and said:

"Don't tell me these useless things. Aren't you able to break the mystery of "life transformation"? Let's find an inn to stay in. I will give you a guardian of the Dharma and let you attack the "first-grade feathering realm."

"Okay, thank you sister of the queen." The girl smiled sweetly, the ice crystals were clean, the fish fell and the geese fell—

...

Another half month has passed.

Under the unknown depths of the river, in a natural cave.

The huge and ferocious dragon beast stared at the human boy in front of him and said, "Little boy, I am hungry. I don't think this human will play with you, why don't I eat him?"

"Woooooo!"

When he heard that the dragon and giant beast were about to eat its playmate again. The small dragon with pink scales and elegant appearance could no longer tolerate it, so it pounced on and bit the dragon and giant beast's belly.

"Oh~~~You little boy, you're crazy! I'll feed you so much in vain." The dragon beast's eyes widened.

"Mr. Jun Tian is playing games with me. Dad, if you dare to eat him, I will be really angry~~"

The pink eyes, filled with unprecedented seriousness, shouted the little dragon.

"Oh, that king goes out to find food."

The dragon beast is not worried that Emperor Jun Tian will take the opportunity to escape. This big river is his own territory. How dare that kid run away? He is seeking death!

...

One day and one night later.

The body of Jun Tiandi changed significantly, and his skin became smooth as a mirror, flawless and slurred.

There were also traces of filthy impurities that emerged from his flesh and blood pores and turned into nothing.

And the mysterious temperament is like a carefully crafted ancient uncensored jade, which is even more vast and indescribable.

A cultivator at the spiritual realm level will survive for three or four hundred years, which is far superior to ordinary people.

But after entering the "Innate Realm" and after a "life transformation", the martial arts monk has a thousand years of life!

A thousand years of life span is endless and long. You can see how many changes of the world have changed.

However, every battle between martial arts monks will lose some of their vitality invisible and intangible.

Most monks in "Innate Realm" are five or six hundred years old, and then they die in their sleep and die incarnation.

...

"After waiting for so long, I finally got it done."

With a knowing smile, Emperor Jun Tian opened his eyes.

"Emperor Juntian~ Have you finished playing? Then it's time for you to protect me, right?"

It was like a little dragon in pink brocade, and it was chirping before the boy.

"No hurry."

Standing up happily, Emperor Jun Tian clenched his fists and said intimately:

"The first-class feathering realm is ninth level of the world, the middle-class feathering realm is ninth level of the world, the top-class feathering realm is ninth level of the world, the heavenly feathering realm is ninth level of the world, the holy feathering realm is ninth level of the world - the first-class feathering realm is ninth level of the world, the middle-class feathering realm, the top-class feathering realm, the heavenly feathering realm, the holy feathering realm."

"I am currently in the first level of the first level of the Feather Realm". Since this is the case, my control power is even thousands of times better than the "Nine Level of the Spirit Realm"!"

"When I was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Realm, I went all out and I could only compete with the "first-grade Eternal Realm First Level"."

"But now that we have the cultivation level of "first-grade feathering realm first level", it is not difficult to kill the "first-grade feathering realm ninth level". This is because the "life dimension" of the spiritual mage and the first-grade feathering realm cultivator is completely different."

"An ant with a strong arm like a cow can't beat a newborn calf after all."

...

"Huh? Where is your father?" He came to his senses and Emperor Jun Tian found that the dragon and giant beast were missing.

"I'm going out to find something to eat." The little dragon blinked and replied.
Chapter completed!