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Yin Xi had been deeply shocked by Ou Chuyang's strength, so she dared not to obey at all. She rolled down cold sweat and nodded.

Ou Chuyang did not leave and took Ou Bai to the side. This was a critical moment. Whether Yi Qiankun and the other two could be resurrected was at this moment. He could not leave.

Although Yin Xi was under pressure, she took a deep breath for her life and sat down quietly.

The Supreme Middle-grade carving knife does have the function of cutting gold and cutting jade, and even the hardness of the heart root of Yan Huangdi can be changed.

Yin Xi is skilled in this art for hundreds of millions of years, and his skillful techniques are amazing.

As he raised the knife, a flash of light flashed. Yin Xi divided the heart root of Yan Huangdi into three parts of the average size. He took one part first, recalling Jing Lian's appearance in his mind. After a moment, the knife was flying.

"Swish~" The thin wood chips that were almost difficult to distinguish were flying up, dancing around Yin Xi like snowflakes. Soon, a delicate mold of a human figure gradually took shape.

Ou Bai whispered in Ou Chuyang's ear: "This is a method of carving. It is important to have a clear understanding of the material patterns of the carved materials and carve them bit by bit along the patterns. It seems simple, but it is actually difficult. You can't make mistakes when every knife falls, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

It seems that Ou Bai has learned a lot of things this time and is very attentive. Even if he does not have the skills of Yin Xi, he can practice slowly in the future.

It didn't take long for Jing Lian's sculpture to be completely carved. Yin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, obviously very satisfied.

Without stopping, he picked up another Yan Huangdi heart root, and Yin Xi began to carve the look of devouring Jue.

...

The wind blew the wood chips, like bees and butterflies. After a while, the devouring sculpture was completed, and fine sweat fell from Yin Xi's head, which was caused by fatigue.

Sitting in place for a while, Yin Xi picked up the last Yanhuang Emperor's heart root and started carving it.

This time, Yin Xi's movements were very slow, not as if he had been like water before, and he had done it in one go. He probably felt that he was too much to consume, so he could only be careful in order to avoid making mistakes.

In this way, the final sculpture of Yi Qiankun took the longest and took five days to complete.

In general, Yin Xi did not disappoint Ou Chuyang's expectations, and this first step was a perfect end.

The following is the second step.

Yin Xi stood up, turned to Ou Chuyang and said, "Sir~"

Although he didn't say anything, Ou Chuyang knew that he was asking for the essence, energy, and blood of the three gods of Yi Qiankun.

Ou Chuyang looked at Yin Xi and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

Ou Chuyang is not polite to Yin Xi. In his eyes, this ungrateful guy is not worthy of being overly high. He is afraid that Yin Xi will be too tired and will affect the next resurrection.

The method of creation is to shape the shape first, and then the second most important step is the destiny fruit. Injecting the soul consciousness, essence, qi and blood into the fruit at the same time requires the support of the powerful true essence and energy. If there is any pause or mistake in the middle, it will be the result of all previous efforts being wasted.

Yin Xi shook his head and said decisively: "No, the sooner the shape is, the more likely it is to introduce the essence and blood into it, the greater the possibility of resurrection. The longer the time, the less effective the Yan Huangdi's heart root will be, and the smaller the achievement will naturally be. Let's do it now."

Ou Chuyang nodded and took out three divine cards. He didn't need to worry about it next. With the skillful method of creation, Yin Xi could naturally separate the essence, qi and blood...

First, Jing Lian, Yin Xi held the divine card in his left hand, raised it to him, felt it carefully, and then closed his eyes. He muttered it. After a moment, he raised his right hand and quickly played countless complex finger tips on the divine card. Finally, Ou Chuyang finally saw a little red light flashing on the divine card and flying out of it.

Yin Xi used the power of the space domain to control the red light without hesitation, driving it into the shape of the shape. The light flashed for a moment and then sank in.

Yin Xi did not move, and there was still a continuous opportunity of vitality overflowing with his fingertips, wrapping around the shape, and observing carefully.

Soon, the palm-sized shape began to wriggle, and the whole shape seemed to be soaked in water and turned into a soft dough, constantly expanding, and then expanding. A little bit, Jing Lian's face began to twist, and after becoming larger, it returned to its original appearance. It twisted, became larger, and returned to its original appearance. This week, nearly half a stick of incense was repeated, and the shape, which was originally only the size of Ba Zhang, suddenly became a cork-shaped Jing Lian, the size of a real person.

Yin Xi looked at it, nodded, and then did not get busy. He used the same method to change the mold of Shi Jue and Yi Qiankun to a life-sized person.

The three old men lived in the divine card for countless years and finally could sit side by side in the past heart.

Ou Chuyang's eyes were a little wet. He knew that Yi Qiankun and the other two couldn't feel anything now, but he was still happy for the three of them.

Three cork-shaped human figures sat cross-legged, and the unique strange light on the surface of Yan Huangdi's heart was beating, like fireflies, spots, dense, and very beautiful.

As the firefly beat, Ou Chuyang and Ou Bai suddenly saw blood lines starting to grow on the cork-shaped surface of the body. Until the three of them were covered with dense blood lines, Ou Chuyang and the others realized that it should be blood vessels and meridians.

"Click"

Suddenly, the shape of Yi Qiankun and the other two made three quite brittle sounds, and the surfaces of the three shapes began to crack.

Seeing this, Ou Chuyang was stunned and asked, "What's going on?"

Ou Chuyang's tone was very cold. Yin Xi suddenly felt a sudden heart and hurriedly replied: "Sir Ou, this is a sign that the heart root of Yan Huangdi has begun to develop bones, it is normal."

"Yeah." After hearing this, Ou Chuyang felt relieved and looked quietly.

Soon, the three shaped surfaces showed signs of pink neng. It should be that the skin tissue was reorganized, and the energy from the heart root of Yan Huangdi began to slowly condense under countless blood vessel branches.

After a long time, suddenly, the three shaped bodies opened their mouths.

Yin Xi was waiting for this moment to arrive, and his energy shook and burst out. He wrapped the three shapes with all his strength, and shouted: "Sir, the bone marrow melting heart pill~"

When Ou Chuyang heard this, he did not stop. Three bone marrow-melting heart pills were divided into three thin shapes and quickly threw them into the mouths of Yi Qiankun and the other two.

The medicinal power of Dan Wan turned into a clear stream and flowed through his throat into the inner organs of Yi Qiankun and the other two. It can be clearly seen that the bones and internal organs of Yi Qiankun and the other three are slowly growing, connected with the blood vessel branches, forming a complete internal organ structure diagram of the human body.

At this time, the method of creation has basically been completed, but now Yi Qiankun and the other two are still in the stage of recasting their bodies, Yin Xi dared not be careless at all. Originally, the strength of the high-level divine emperor was exhausted by this time, but fortunately, Yin Ran has recently become a powerful emperor. His strength is stronger and his vitality is stronger, so he persists all the way.

Time seemed to be extremely slow, like a turtle climbing. Ou Chuyang and Ou Bai's hearts were also beating one after another, following the rhythm of the skeleton's breeding and connection, slowly dong. After a while, just as Yin Xi was at the end of his strength, suddenly, three rays of light flashed on Yi Qiankun and the other two. The light was like a pillar of light rising into the sky, illuminating the entire past heart hundreds of times.

Seeing this, Yin Xi was overjoyed. When she withdrew with both hands, she quickly retreated.

Ou Chuyang and Ou Bai were not slow either. They felt that the pinched light was caused by the breath of the powerful emperor. As they retreated violently, their eyes also showed a brilliant sense of excitement.

"Boom~"

"Haha~, this feeling is so comfortable~"

"Old ghost, we are finally alive~"

"Haha, Tianwu Realm, Tianwu Realm, I didn't expect that hundreds of millions of years later, we still have the opportunity to come to Tianwu again. It's so cool~"

Three unruly laughters shook the whole heart of the past, and the raging airflow raised a large fog. In the middle of the hazy mist, three figures stood out with extraordinary momentum.

"Swish~"

Ou Chuyang looked at it from a distance, smiled slightly, waved his hand, and three long robes roared towards the center of the thick fog.

In the thick fog, three figures saw the light flashing, and they reached out and called it. After a few waves, the thick fog gradually dissipated. Three faces that were once extremely familiar were revealed.

"Old Jing, old age, Yi Lao~"

The wind blew away the thick fog, and the three old men slowly walked out of the rising dust. Ou Chuyang's eyes were staring at the direction where the three figures were coming, and his eyes were also a little rosy.

"Boy~"

"Yi Lao~" The first one to appear was Yi Qiankun, tall, thin, sharp chin, and a pair of eyes full of wisdom flashed with light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

"Haha~ boy, thanks to you this time."

What followed was Shi Jue. Compared to Yi Qiankun, this slightly burly old man was covered with a thick stream of blood. Even though Ou Chuyang found a new body for them, the blood still made people smell pungent. Ou Chuyang knew that this was caused by his gong method. Even if he changed his appearance, the vitality rooted in the purple palace could not be changed.

"This feeling is good, the air, very fresh air~"

The last one was Jing Lian. As he walked out slowly, the old man had a smile on his face, as if he liked to stand under this clear sky. Although the black mist around him made people feel gloomy and terrifying. But for Ou Chuyang, all this is so familiar...

"Hate the Emperor Jing Lian..."

"The Emperor of Blood Heaven is Devoured..."

"The Emperor of Heaven is easy to be a Qiankun..."

The three of them were all famous figures in the Tianwu Realm hundreds of millions of years ago. Although their strength was only in the initial stage, their reputation was known to almost everyone in the Tianwu Realm. This can be seen from Yin Xi's shocked face not far behind him.

"It's you?"

Yin Xi was shocked and stepped back involuntarily, his eyes full of incredible expressions: "How is it possible? You have been dead for hundreds of millions of years, why are you still alive?"

Yin Xi was just a little man at that time. He followed the Emperor of Creation, a child around the former. Later, Emperor of Creation saw his cleverness and accepted it as his disciple. Yin Xi was not unfamiliar with Yi Qiankun and the other two, but he was not familiar with them. Emperor of Creation had extraordinary friendships with these three people, and he had seen them several times. However, his memory of the three people was very vague in the past. Even when Ou Chuyang mentioned the names of the three people, he just felt that he had heard them somewhere.

The names are very strange, but when Ou Chuyang mentioned the three famous titles of Hentian, Xuetian and Stealingtian. Suddenly, Yin Xi finally recalled the identities of the three.

"No wonder, no wonder I felt like I had seen it somewhere when I was shaping them before. But it was impossible. These three people have been dead for hundreds of millions of years. How did they preserve their essence, qi and blood so well..."

Yin Xiyili, who is deeply sad, knows better than anyone else that the so-called method of creation that wants to resurrect a living life must be the spiritual essence and qi and blood of a strong man who has just died. He thought that Ou Chuyang wanted to resurrect was a strong man who had just fallen recently, but he did not expect that the three old monsters he was resurrecting this time were actually these three old monsters.

It is indeed a monster. Yin Xi once heard that among these three people, the Emperor of Heaven, had opened up the killing world in the Ice Domain to avenge the family, and countless warriors died in their hands; his old friend Emperor of Blood Heaven made a living by blood, and refining with blood, and his hands were covered with countless blood. As for the Emperor of Heaven, it was even more evil. Any magical artifact in his master's hand was basically given by the old man with a sharp chin. Yin Xi even heard that Emperor of Heaven, Yi Qiankun, had stole countless treasures in the palaces of the heads of the emperors in the nine divine realms. Although he was only at the level of a first-level emperor, he had never missed it. But in the end, he was surrounded and killed by the six emperors of the three divine realms of gold, earth, and water.

"So they are not dead..." Yin Xi tried his best to calm down the storm that surged in his heart, and cold sweat rolled down.

Yi Qiankun and the other two looked at Yin Xi, ignored it, walked straight to Ou Chuyang and looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

"Haha~, boy, I finally saw you alive."

Ou Chuyang was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "Old Yi is really a prosperous fang. Don't stand up and go out with the younger generation. Ou Bai, telling the people to hold a banquet. We will have a good drink today."

"Yes, father." Ou Bai was also very happy to see Yi Qiankun and the other two successfully resurrected. As a result, there were three more early-level emperors in Zixiao Sect.

Although it is only a preliminary level, Yi Qiankun and Fang Zhun are different. After all, they are old-fashioned emperors, and their understanding of the laws of space is far from comparable to ordinary people. Just like a person who has just been promoted to the realm of emperors and a powerful emperor who has been in the power of emperors for hundreds of millions of years, there is a clear difference between heaven and earth in their subtle control of the laws of space.

Ou Chuyang said, and wanted to take Yi Qiankun and the other two to leave Xinyuan, but Jing Lian and the other two did not move.

Looking at Ou Chuyang, Jing Lian pointed at Yin Xi who was stunned and asked, "Ou Chuyang, what are you going to do with this kid..."

Upon hearing this, Ou Chuyang turned his eyes to Yin Xi, frowned slightly, and said, "I'm not sure yet, don't let him disturb our interest, let's talk about it later..."

"Haha~" Shi Jue pointed at Ou Chuyang and shook his head, and smiled: "If I was not wrong, you didn't want to keep him from the beginning, did you?"

Ou Chuyang smiled bitterly, not afraid of Yin Xiheng's curse, nodded and said, "Senior, this person is as timid as a mouse, with extremely weak willpower. He is not a talent that can be created. It seems to be unfavorable for me to keep it."

"Sure~" Yi Qiankun's eyes lit up and he praised: "Yes, it's really a problem to keep him, but with your reputation as a god, it's nothing to raise more idle people, right?"

"Hmm? Senior means ~"
Chapter completed!