He asked the Hongmeng Editor, "Xiaohong, how is my body?"
The Hongmeng Editor responded divinely, "Just now, a True Immortal used his magical powers to destroy your physical body. If I hadn't used the Xuanhuang Qi to cover your spirit and soul, you would have been shattered by now."
Fang Jian fell silent upon hearing this. He couldn't have imagined that those people would take action so quickly, and were even unwilling to wait until the feng shui of the Longshou Mountains was completed.
"But you don't need to worry. Now your soul is under my protection. Apart from the Heavenly Dao, neither the Jade Emperor, the Taoist Ancestor, nor the Buddha can know your current situation or spy on your condition." The divine will of the Hongmeng Editor echoed in Fang Jian's heart.
Fang Jian then asked, "Then do you know who attacked me with magical powers?"
The editor responded divinely: "The secret cannot be revealed, unless it is not called Xiaohong."
"..." Fang Jian's spirit smiled faintly and said, "Even if you didn't tell me, I would have found out. This guy actually dared to secretly use his magical powers to destroy my life. If I let him die a good death, I will not be called Fang Jian! But the name Xiaohong is very good, there is no need to change it."
After saying this, Fang Jian's spirit restrained his smile and asked, "Can you reshape my body for me now?"
Hongmeng Editor replied, "Yes, what kind of body do you want to reshape? But you must understand that you can choose to reshape your body, but your cultivation level will remain the same as before your body's demise. This will not change."
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Yes, I know. It's still the same as before, the spiritual light and true body."
The Hongmeng Editor said, "Rebuilding a spiritual body requires 10 strands of Hongmeng Dao Qi, and you currently have 300 strands, which is enough to rebuild a 'steel-boned' body."
"No," Fang Jian said, "That would arouse suspicion. If I reshape my spiritual body, it will be the same as before my physical body fell. At most, people would suspect that I have a treasure that can withstand fatal attacks. But if my physical body is different from before, people will inevitably suspect that I have the ability to reshape my physical body. This is too dangerous. Besides, such a good trump card cannot be exposed casually."
"Got it." The Hongmeng Editor flashed slightly, and then the 302 strands of Hongmeng Dao Qi instantly became 292 strands.
Then a brand new body began to reshape along Fang Jian's soul, with icy skin and bones, essence, blood and golden tendons. Just like building a house, Fang Jian's new body began to reshape itself bit by bit from the inside out.
As a brilliant spiritual light flashed, a new spiritual body appeared instantly. Fang Jian's primordial spirit and soul immediately returned to their places, and the Zi Chen Lei Ling Bao Tree also returned to the Niwan Palace and took root. All of this was exactly the same as the previous physical body!
Fang Jian stretched out his hand, and the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe and storage bag in the Mountain God Temple immediately flew into the temple and were put on Fang Jian again.
In addition to the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe, Fang Jian also wore new clothes underneath. The only difference from before was that his hair was loose, and his long hair fell directly to his waist.
Fang Jian waved his sleeves, stepped out of the monastery, and came to the outside of the mountain temple. He raised his hand and cast a magical power, breaking off a branch of a mountain peach tree not far away. He then used the magic power to shape it into a wooden hairpin, then tied his hair into a bun and inserted the wooden hairpin into it.
Then Fang Jian looked at the old woodcutter in the distance who was moving a mountain of firewood and shouted, "Are you leaving now? Without even saying goodbye?"
The old woodcutter was startled by the sound. He turned around abruptly and looked at Fang Jian, who was standing tall and proud. He said in horror, "You, you, you, you... aren't you dead?"
And when did Fang Jian appear outside the Mountain God Temple? How could a cultivator like him, who had attained the True Immortal Fruit, not even notice?
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