"Okay, there is still enough time. Let's prepare the food for later. We will set off tomorrow morning to Beiyuan." Fangzheng's tone was calm and calm, as if he had something he couldn't breathe out in his heart. He looked at the vast sea and the countless islands on the sea. Master Tianhe had not yet obtained the blood droplet Gu, so naturally he was very pleased with Fang Zheng. He immediately drove the cranes towards the mountain forest. But Fang Zheng was still staring at the sea The sword fairy is a drunken green bull? Being able to gain the title of Sword Immortal like Bo Qing, if he can have his inheritance, he can become a rank seven Gu Immortal. But this is also what happened after I became a Gu Immortal. "Tsk, Fang Yuan has taken advantage of so many Immortal Gus from Bo Qing, and I'm just going to take advantage of his inheritance. Doesn't this seem like he's being overpowered?" That Bo Qing Immortal Zombie is no different from dead now anyway, I will follow his Immortal Gu. This idea was immediately rejected as soon as it appeared in Fang Zheng's mind. No, Fang Yuan was able to take the Bo Qing Immortal Gu because of Mo Yao's will. I can't show my memory to Mo Yao, otherwise things will definitely go wrong.
wrong. Fang Zheng's eyes sparkled, and he clenched his fists so excited that he couldn't help himself. Maybe, as long as you have the wisdom and means to control it. If Mo Yao pretends to know that the ghost has no intention of resurrecting her Qing Lang, and if there is a chance to contact the remnant soul of Mo Yao in Bo Qing's body, then with the help of a sub-immortal, he can take advantage of the demon king's ghost soul to be at its lowest point. When in danger, kill him with one sword. No, there is no need for me to participate in such dangerous things. And Demon Lord Ghost is not Ghost Demon Lord. I clearly know that there will be countless heavenly tribulations, catastrophes, and catastrophes in the B Shi Jue Immortal Zombie Formation in southern Xinjiang. Why should I take risks? Fang Zheng smiled when he thought of this and then sighed. Who doesn’t want the Supreme Immortal Fetus? If Old Ancestor Changmao's true meaning of Tao refining is the greatest help for Fang Yuan to achieve Tao refining, then the Supreme Immortal Fetus is the main factor for Fang Yuan to become a Taoist. Otherwise, who can become a Taoist within a hundred years. Feeling that Zehun Gu was full, Fang Zheng put away Zehun Gu and walked towards the hotel. "Why are you thinking so much? Before you have the strength, everything is empty talk. Where to find the inheritance of wisdom is a problem, and it is even more empty talk to rush before the royal court." However, there are some usages that you can refer to. Fang Zheng returned to the room and took out the Zehun Gu. Now after eating, the Zehun Gu was much larger than before, and the eight claws seemed to be much sharper. Following Fang Zheng's urging, the large spider-like Zehun Gu crawled past Fang Zheng's arm and behind him, leaving small red spots wherever he passed that seemed to have broken skin. Zehun Gu stopped step by step in the center of the spine behind Fang Zheng. Its eight claws were embedded in the skin. A thinner and sharper steel wire stretched out from each claw and penetrated directly into Fang Zheng's body and began to wrap around Fang Zheng's spine. As the Zehun Gu fluctuated, severe pain came from Fang Zheng's body, making his eyelids twitch. He closed his eyes tightly and wanted to forget the pain, but he couldn't adapt to the endless waves of pain. And Fang Zheng felt that his soul was being tied with other souls with silk threads, which was even more painful than the original body being pierced. His soul is being squeezed forcibly, and the other side should be a clean soul purified by the Zehun Gu.
It’s as twisted as taking a disabled human and splicing it with other animal parts to create a Frankenstein. This kind of pain made Fang Zheng unaware of the change of time. It was not until the pain stopped that he realized that the moon was already hanging in the sky. Two hours have passed. He put away the shriveled Zehun Gu and no longer had the energy to check the state of his soul, so he could only close his eyes and fall asleep. Fang Zheng woke up naturally early the next day. After a night of recovery, Fang Zheng felt refreshed and no longer tired at all. He activated the Soul Burning Gu to start refining the soul. Although there was still pain, it was within a tolerable range. Much better than before. And after carefully checking the soul, it was found that the monster that was forcibly stitched together last night had returned to its original human form and was even stronger. So he started the second experiment. He kept activating his intuition Gu, and thoughts popped into his mind one after another. "It's a pity that intuition Gu can only produce thoughts, not intentions." Etc., thoughts, intentions, emotions, the further back they go, the more they are the result of the gradual development of wisdom, and multiple intentions can form emotions. Then thoughts can also be gradually transformed into thoughts. It's a pity that there is only this intuition Gu at present. But my intuition tells me Maybe there is still a chance! Accompanied by Master Tianhe's knock on the door. "grown ups." Fangzheng opened the door "Let's go." The two spent three months on the back of a crane. Finally arrived in Beiyuan. During this period, Fang Zheng continued to improve his conjectures, and the matters of soul nourishment and soul refining even came second. Inside the Crane Bag Gu, Fang Zheng stared at the body of the Beast King who had lost his soul. A red dot flew towards the corpse of the King of Beasts. It was a blood droplet Gu. Accompanied by a blood droplet sucking the essence and blood of the king of beasts in front of him, it was split into two. And in Fangzheng's thought, the original blood droplet was reborn and self-destructed at the same time. Fang Zheng was extremely happy. Done!
And this is not a will that can be searched for remaining memories, but a "fake intention" composed of random thoughts that cannot be traced back to their origins. It’s true that the predecessors planted trees so that future generations can enjoy the shade. I really have to thank Fairy Mo Yao and Demon Lord Blood Luck. No, the one I want to thank the most is my good brother Fang Yuan. But Fang Zheng was worried that the previous two months and nearly a thousand Yuanshi had become this false intention, which had been destroyed with the blood drop. It was unknown how long it would take to generate another one, but with the previous experience, Fang Zheng kept classifying and integrating the thoughts in his mind. Finally, after arriving in Beiyuan, they walked for a while and generated three false intentions. The two stayed in front of the boundary wall between Zhongzhou and Beiyuan. During this time, Fang Zheng relied on Master Tianhe to understand a lot of the effects of the poisonous insects on Qingmao Mountain, and the relationship between the two eased a little. The main thing was that there were only two people left, and it was not a good idea to stare blankly on the back of the crane all day. Fang Zheng casually threw out two blood drops. "You just gave me two million. These are two fifth-turn Gu. You made a fortune." Tianhe Shangren shook his head. "Haha, kid, you are so wicked. You clearly cultivated a group of blood droplets with the beasts I gave you, but you only gave me two." "You Xianhe Sect has a blood pool privately, so why do you care about this? You can just turn two into a piece." Fang Zheng opened his hands. "I was afraid that you couldn't find his food, so I gave him two specially so that they could devour each other to prevent you from starving them to death." Tianhe Shangren was secretly shocked by the blood pool. Most of the disciples didn't know about this. At least it was me. Only a fifth-turn Gu Master or even a Gu Immortal is qualified to know. And the method of taking over a body was also obtained by the Grand Elder He Fengyang for me. To what extent has the power behind this kid eroded the Xianhe Sect? "Okay, okay, you are kind-hearted." Fang Zheng agreed directly, "Of course." Tianhe Master rode a thousand beast king and was ready to leave. He climbed onto the crane's back and was ready to run away at any time. Tianhe Master looked at Fang Zheng, "Little kid, who are you working for?" Fang Zheng's tone was flat, as if he was describing a fact, "Heaven, didn't I tell you before?"