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Two hundred and fifty-six chapters of the Holy Communion(2/2)

Wang Li felt like there was a spring of spiritual energy gushing out of his body. In terms of simply transforming true energy and improving cultivation, this kind of elixir was certainly not as good as the pure spiritual dew of the Light-Haunting Cave Heaven, but its aura was far from the highest.

Pure spiritual dew can't be compared.

Wang Li intuitively felt that it was improving his overall Taoist charm.

He intuitively felt that every bone in his body was rippling with aura. The aura that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words before was now like a tangible thing, very clear.

The spiritual energy on every bone in his body beat like a koi carp jumping. At the same time, the spiritual light gradually solidified, and flowing ancient characters gradually formed on the surface of his bones.

"This is the rhyme of a saint."

Wang Li himself was dumbfounded.

It is recorded in the classics that the Taoist runes are naturally produced when the aura accumulates in one's own bones and blood, which means that the monk's Tao foundation already possesses the holy charm, and this body can be called a holy body.

Such a monk already has the possibility of becoming a saint.

"That means they are still competing for the title of Taoist Son, but I can obviously be called a quasi-Holy Son?"

Wang Li was speechless.

At this moment, the runes deep inside his body and outside his bones took shape at the same time, and balls of golden light rippled outside his bones.

It was like there were many more golden springs in his body.

Circles of golden light with strange rhythms continuously washed and washed his body.

"...!"

Wang Li was speechless. He felt that his body was becoming stronger and stronger.

The golden light flowing from these golden springs was like tempering divine iron to temper his physical body.

He intuitively felt that under such constant tempering, his body would become as strong as divine iron.

"I was wrong."

Mu Qingdan had been silent for a moment, and his voice sounded again at this time, "Wang Li, it's not that you had some of my spirit back then, but that I had some of your spirit back then."

"What?" He Lingxiu was shocked.

She suddenly turned to look at Wang Li, wondering what Wang Li had done.

Whoosh!

More stone fragments appear, and a passage for monks to enter and exit the Small Thousand World truly appears.

Mu Qingdan's figure appeared. He appeared in front of Wang Li and He Lingxiu. The stone fragments gathered behind him and turned into the ordinary-looking stone again.

"Your aura accumulation is shocking."

Mu Qingdan looked at Wang Li, couldn't help but shook his head, and said with some emotion, "In my life, I have only seen three people who can accumulate such aura at your age and have begun to achieve the Great Saint Body.
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