Realizing this, Wang Teng couldn't help but exclaim that the corpse in the Divine Lord Realm was extraordinary. As long as energy enters the body, it can automatically replenish itself.

Of course, this cannot be the consciousness of the Palace Master of Butian Palace, but the body has already possessed this inertia.

It can also be seen from this that the power of the corpse in the Divine Lord Realm, if it were not dead, the physical function would be astonishing.

"Okay, start to make a soul mark."

The Great Ming Tianzun glanced at the corpse of the Palace Master of Butian Palace. Its hardness had reached its level. Then he nodded and said in a deep voice to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng nodded, knowing that the most critical moment has come. If this soul imprint can be formed, then this corpse will become his biggest battle puppet.

If the result is not done, it will fail, and his soul may be greatly traumatized.

Buzz! At that moment, Wang Teng's continuous power of the soul wrapped around the yin and yang energy, and came to the empty sea of ​​consciousness of the Lord of the Butian Palace.

I have to say that the dead sea of ​​consciousness is dead silent, dark and lifeless, like a chaotic land, without any vitality.

Although a normal person's sea of ​​consciousness is nothing, at least it is relatively lively.

Wang Teng sighed without hesitation. He used the power of the soul and the yin and yang energy, like an invisible pen, to continuously build it within the sea of ​​consciousness of the Palace Master of Butian Palace.

I have to say that this kind of construction consumes the soul extremely, just like every stroke, it must be imprinted in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness of the Lord of the Butian Palace. If one stroke falls, even Wang Teng's soul feels tired and a little nervous.

Before he could build a short Wubi, Wang Teng's sea of ​​consciousness felt ache, and his soul could not hold on.

"Persevere, if the construction is successful, it will be a lot of training to your soul power."

The Great Ming Tianzun seemed to know Wang Teng’s situation and said lightly.

Wang Teng nodded again, but could only grit his teeth slightly and persist desperately.

Time passed slowly in this outline. As the cumbersome soul imprints became more and more in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Palace Master of Butian Palace, Wang Teng could clearly feel that he had a vague connection with the Palace Master of Butian Palace.

It seems that the other party becomes a part of his mind and mind that can be controlled.

It was very mysterious. He could control the corpse of the Palace Master of Butian Palace and raise his arm.

If others knew about this, they would be shocked to hear him.

It's really happening now.

A hint of joy also appeared in Wang Teng's heart.

He was more motivated to persevere.

Time passed again, and a month later, the extremely tedious soul imprint was finally fully constructed.

At this time, the connection between Wang Teng and the corpse of the Butian Palace Lord became clearer.

Even in a moment of thought, he could move in and inside the corpse of the Lord of the Butian Palace.

This made Wang Teng grin in excitement.

"It's finally done."

After the last stroke was finished, Wang Teng then lay heavily on the ground, his whole body seemed to be exhausted and sweating profusely, and he gasped.

This building a soul imprint is even more exhausting than a battle with a master.

This is a source and spiritual depth.

"Haha, recover and see if your spirit has grown."

The Great Ming Tianzun smiled.

Wang Teng nodded. The recovery of the soul is relatively simple. Just let your soul absorb the energy of the soul that is beneficial to it.

About three days later, Wang Teng recovered again. When his mind saw his soul tower, he was slightly stunned and a little stunned.

I saw that there was an extra layer in his soul tower.

Originally, his primordial spirit tower had only two layers, like a foundation, but now it has three layers, making that kind of primordial spirit aura much more intense.

Realizing this, Wang Teng said in a daze: "Does this mean my soul has advanced?"

"Haha, right. When your soul becomes a tower, the level of the tower body means that your soul realm is now in the third level of the tower body.

The tower can reach the highest level of the nine-level tower, and then it will be the real Yuanshen Tower, with a powerful divine power that shakes the sky and the earth. According to legend, in the ancient Xutian era, there was also the human Yuanshen Tower that could reach the twelve levels. That kind of realm, tsk, is unimaginable."

The Great Ming Tianzun smiled in surprise, and in his tone, he obviously had great respect and yearning for the Xutian era.

Wang Teng also grinned. He felt that the ninth floor of the Light Yuanshen Tower was very far and long. He didn't know when he could reach it. The twelfth floor of the Yuanshen Tower was indeed beyond his imagination.

"Take it slow. As long as you have an upward heart, you will reach your peak sooner or later."

The Great Ming Tianzun said leisurely.

There is no end to practice. There are too many strong people who, after reaching a certain level, find that they are insignificant, and feel powerless in their hearts and stop moving forward.

Looking at the universe, any powerful person who has reached the realm of God has an unyielding mind for cultivation.

Only by having this quality can you not be afraid of any difficulties, distance, and finally reach the peak.

Perhaps, there is a peak above the true peak.

But this process is also the meaning pursued by cosmic practitioners.

Wang Teng nodded, and sometimes he felt extremely dreamy when he reached this point from a small town in small places.

He wants to defeat the Ultimate Heavenly Lord, find his family, and even find out what the Destroyer is.

All of these require him to have extremely strong strength.

So he is extremely eager for strength, and no one can shake it.

"This puppet has been trained, right?"

Wang Teng looked at the corpse of the Palace Master of Butian Palace and said.

At this moment, the corpse of the Palace Master of Butian Palace had turned into two colors: black and white. He could feel that under the tempering of the yin and yang energy, the hardness of his skin and bones increased greatly.

If he controls his battle, he will inevitably have earth-shaking power.

"It's almost done, but to be on the safe side, he will absorb more Yin and Yang energy and lay a solid foundation."

The Great Ming Tianzun Tao.

According to his estimate, when the black and white colors on his body disappear and become his normal skin again, even if the task is done.

After all, even after the soup is boiled, it must be cooked on warm heat for a while, let alone refining puppets.

"All right."

Wang Teng nodded with a smile, and a burst of excitement. He was looking forward to the moment when the puppet was completely perfected.

"Take this time, you can practice the White Tiger's spear technique."

The Great Ming Tianzun suggested.
Chapter completed!