Volume 1 Youth Tour Chapter 47 Shenlong Nine Turns Forging Magic(1/2)
Zhou Yun thoroughly enjoyed the service of the fox girl, and the taste was so soul-crushing that it was no wonder that Zheng Pengfei was so happy that he could not miss Shu.
What's more, these fox girls are all charming and beautiful as flowers, and are more attractive than Yun Shang.
Men, if there is a forest, you will not hang yourself from a tree.
Zhou Yun raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Pengfei on the side, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Zheng, are you planning to give up on Senior Sister Yun Shang?"
Zheng Pengfei smiled helplessly and sighed: "It's not that I want to give up, but that I'm completely disappointed. Ever since I first met Yun Shang, I couldn't help but fall in love with her. I racked my brains to pursue her, but I couldn't go any further and couldn't impress her.
Her heart.”
"I sometimes wonder, is Yun Shang's heart made of stone? She doesn't feel anything about all the sacrifices I have made?"
"When I came to the Monster Clan this time, I suddenly understood that people should live in the present, enjoy what they have now, and not force what is not theirs."
"Yunshang and I have no connection, we are just passers-by after all."
Zhou Yun was very impressed and couldn't help but give Zheng Pengfei a thumbs up.
What is this called?
The self-salvation of a licking dog. A licking dog can really escape from the sea of suffering spontaneously, which is admirable.
If Su Shi could do this and have a little bit of self-awareness, he would not be obsessed with it until now and cannot extricate himself.
"Senior Brother Zheng is right to think so, but there is no need for you to stay in the Monster Clan, right?"
"Ouch, it hurts!"
Zhou Yun suddenly let out a scream and sat up. He looked back at the fox girl who was squeezing his shoulders, glared at her, and chuckled: "What are you doing? You are avenging a private revenge! Believe it or not, I will go and get the Demon King."
Your Highness, please give me your favor and be my personal maid?"
Hearing this, the fox girl was frightened by Zhou Yun's joke and immediately started sobbing.
Zheng Pengfei on the side couldn't see it, and hurriedly walked to the fox girl, hugged the fox girl into his arms, and gently comforted her, "Xin'er, don't cry, I won't leave you, you can't be his personal maid
of…………"
Zhou Yun was speechless and admired Zheng Pengfei's broad mind, which could accommodate the true feelings of many women.
After Zheng Pengfei comforted him, he rolled his eyes at Zhou Yun and said, "Don't bully them, they don't want me to leave here. Don't persuade me either, I won't leave for a while, I promised the demon
His Royal Highness wants to research the Transformation Pill."
The Transformation Pill is an eighth-grade elixir. Its main function is to enhance the medicinal power of the Transformation Grass so that the demon clan can completely transform into its form.
After the demon clan transforms into a human form, the speed of cultivation will be greatly increased in order to speed up the development of the entire demon clan.
That's why the Demon King Qingyu attaches great importance to the Transformation Pill, so she enshrines Zheng Pengfei as a leader and sends so many fox girls to serve her personally.
"The Transformation Pill is an eighth-grade elixir. Senior Brother Zheng, do you have to think clearly?" Zhou Yun reminded.
Zheng Pengfei nodded, "I have thought clearly. The path to alchemy is my pursuit. Now, His Highness the Demon King has provided me with a steady stream of elixirs, which is very helpful to my alchemy path."
"I plan to break through to the eighth-level alchemy master here, and then return to the sect in glory."
Zhou Yun said with a smile: "I thought Senior Brother Zheng was addicted to women and couldn't help himself. I didn't expect that it was the pursuit of the Tao that led him to hang out here."
Zheng Pengfei said righteously: "We, alchemists, should devote all our energy to the great road."
Tonight, Zhou Yun stayed in Zheng Pengfei's courtyard.
Zhou Yun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and heard the sound of um um ah ah ah from the neighbor next door. He didn't need to guess what Zheng Pengfei was doing.
Senior Brother Zheng must have taken medicine, otherwise he would never have been able to hold on for so long.
It was noisy from after dinner till midnight.
Zhou Yun doesn't believe that Zheng Pengfei has this strength. In this world, he firmly believes that he is the most durable.
Since he had no intention of sleeping, Zhou Yun sat up cross-legged and studied Mo Fan's storage ring.
Mo Fan's status in Xuanxu Sect is definitely not low. Even if he is not a direct disciple of the sect leader, he must be a core disciple.
Is it impossible for an ordinary disciple of the Yuncangzhou sect to be so strong?
If that's really the case, then what's the point?
Zhou Yun was quite curious about what was in this Mo Fan storage ring.
After all, Mo Fan was killed by Feng Yu and his bones were shattered into ashes. Zhou Yun did not obtain his technique, which made him very disappointed.
However, when he thought about it, he realized that this kind of magic skill was completely unsuitable for him. It would be impossible for Zhou Yun to make a contract and establish a connection with a demon species in his lifetime.
So I don’t have too many regrets.
The mark of Mo Fan's soul still remained on the storage ring. With a gentle sweep of the divine fire, the mark disappeared.
Zhou Yun's soul drove straight in and began to count the loot.
The storage ring has a large space, twice as big as Zeng Ming's, and almost as big as the room where Zhou Yun currently sleeps.
In the center of the storage ring, there is a small mountain of spiritual stones, roughly estimated to be more than a thousand.
Zhou Yun showed a satisfied smile and rushed towards the spirit stone, which was already a huge profit.
On the shelf next to it, there are some exercise books, all of which are magic skills.
Zhou Yun flipped through it casually and shook his head. There was no need for it at all.
Later, many poisons were found, including Ecstasy, Dazzling Powder, Qibu Powder, etc.
"I happen to lack these things. How can I live without poison when I travel around the world?"
Zhou Yun chuckled, these types of poisons are very overbearing, foundation-building masters will fall prey to them, and Qi training disciples are even more vulnerable to them.
After that, some more elixirs were found, most of which were healing elixirs.
There are also several talismans, two teleportation talismans, and two Qi-hiding talismans.
"No wonder he can hide so well. It turns out he used the Qi Concealing Talisman!"
Zhou Yun suddenly realized it and became instantly interested in the Qi Concealing Talisman.
He rummaged for a long time, but found nothing else useful.
In the corner of the storage ring, there is a painting.
Zhou Yun took out the painting, put it on the table, and looked at it carefully with the help of an oil lamp to see if there was any important information hidden.
Perhaps this painting is a map of the ruins?
He observed carefully and found that the content on the scroll was a soaring blue dragon. The painting was lifelike and all the details were displayed vividly. It seemed that the green dragon would fly out of the scroll in the next moment.
“Great painting!”
Zhou Yun couldn't help but admire it, but apart from the good painting, he didn't find any benefits. It seemed like it was just a simple painting.
"No wonder it was left in a corner. It's really just a painting."
He sighed, unconsciously feeling a little disappointed. How could such a magnificent painting have no secrets?
I always feel it's such a pity.
Zhou Yun shook his head, but decided to remember the contents of the scroll in his mind. Even if the scroll is lost in the future, he can re-engrave it through meditation.
Don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the unexpected. What if there really is a secret?
With this thought, Zhou Yun laid the scroll flat on the table, pressed the corners of the scroll, and carefully looked at every detail of the scroll, using the power of his soul to paint in his mind, stroke by stroke, every detail was exactly the same.
The candlelight flickered and the noise next door finally stopped. Zheng Pengfei was tired after a long night and was ready to fall asleep.
When the last stroke of the scroll fell in my mind, a sharp pain suddenly exploded in my mind, and my soul seemed to be torn apart.
Zhou Yun was in so much pain that he groaned and rolled on the ground with his head in his hands. He was sweating profusely and his veins were bulging.
Zheng Pengfei, who was preparing to go to bed next door, suddenly heard a movement and couldn't help but was startled. He then showed a playful smile and said, "Senior Brother Wang, why bother? If you really want it, just tell me and I will definitely arrange it for you.
Why do you feel so uncomfortable alone in the middle of the night?"
I don’t know how long it took, but when the white fish belly appeared outside the window, the pain on Zhou Yun’s body gradually dissipated.
Zhou Yun was lying on the ground sweating profusely, posing into a big character, his face turned pale, and he was filled with fear in his heart.
"It's so scary! What kind of picture is this? Why do you suffer so much just by meditating?"
Who said that this picture scroll was ordinary? Zhou Yun would definitely be the first to worry about it.
Then Mo Fan must be ignorant, so he threw the scroll into the corner to collect dust.
However, Zhou Yun made a mistake and seemed to have glimpsed the key, getting closer and closer to unraveling the truth of the scroll.
He sat up cross-legged on the spot, took a deep breath, dispersed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and recalled the picture he had just meditated on again in his mind to confirm whether it could be reproduced.
boom!
There was a thunder in my mind.
"The Divine Dragon's Nine Transformations Forging Divine Technique!"
A stream of unknown information poured into his mind. Zhou Yun was immediately confused, and then he began to identify the content of this information.
This technique is to temper the soul. By constantly meditating on the scroll, it is a rare skill to improve the power of the soul.
To be continued...