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Chapter 125 (Monthly Ticket for the Death of the Crown Prince)(1/3)

Chen Fusheng continued to take Yao Zhizhi everywhere at the speed of the old horse's speed.

Based on the first-layer map of the secret realm deeply imprinted in his mind, Chen Fusheng chose a remote and safe place.

There are not only a large number of badmintons in the outer circle, but also many monsters wander.

If you want to sneak into this place without any awareness, you have to pay a considerable price.

Yao Zhizhi has taken it as usual and is too surprised, so she is no longer surprised.

The two leaped into a cave on the lonely mountain peak of the giant rock.

Chen Fusheng and Yao Zhizhi were facing each other and sat cross-legged.

The Nine Spirit Thorn House was neatly placed in front of Yao Zhizhi.

Even though Yao Zhizhi was born into a famous family and was a clan of the ancient emperor, she was a little uncomfortable when facing these nine cold and terrifying "Young Kun True Spirit Relics" that emitted an extremely fishy smell, which shocked the soul.

Chen Fusheng was calm and indifferent.

"Senior Brother Chen Bai..."

Yao Zhizhi's expression suddenly became a little shy, and her beautiful face, which was originally lively and lively, was covered with a blush.

She bit her lip and whispered:

"I used the Thousand Flowers Arts to drive the wonderful meaning of "Yan Emperor's Eternal Life Sutra"...I am facing my mother and several sisters..."

"So, if you have any discomfort, you have to... tell me."

Yao Zhizhi said with a blushing face, slowly stretching out her white palm as white as fat, floating in the middle of Chen Fusheng's heart.

Chen Fusheng was silent and was inconvenient to say anything more.

moment.

Yao Zhizhi's palm blooms with a stamen.

The stamens are divided into nine petals, and the light of spirit lingers is amazing.

She concentrated and calmed her energy, urging the wonderful meaning of the "Yan Emperor's Sutra of Eternal Life" in her heart.

The stamens in the palm of the palm slowly lingered in the bright light and shadow, gradually expanding, moving closer to Chen Fusheng's heart.

Then, they were closely connected.

A warm feeling, extremely comfortable, as if wandering around the essence of the sun and the moon, suddenly immersed Chen Fusheng's whole body.

At this moment, he was like a soft palm that was inexplicably illuminated, invisible, and invisible, close to his skin. A large number of mysterious "warm currents", strands, like tides, slowly stroking around his body.

Even Chen Fusheng's spirit and soul were touched.

"Extreme! Extreme! This little girl said that it is just a broken chapter of the Yan Emperor's Age of Life, and learn a little bit of fur... In my opinion, the means of refining bones and souls in this way is far more precious than magical powers!"

Khako's words came into Chen Fusheng's ears. However, after saying this, he was silent again, as if he didn't want to disturb him.

"Refining?" Chen Fusheng thought secretly.

In other words, if Ruoyao Zhizhi is hostile, can he refine a strong man into a soft finger with this invisible technique?

However, Chen Fusheng just thought about it this way and then calmly took it. Firstly, Yao Zhizhi was not hostile, and secondly, she had a throat and Kappa, so she was also confident of being prepared and was not worried.

Yao Zhizhi was still blushing, pressing one palm on Chen Fusheng's chest, and the other hand, and the fingertips were on the spiritual thorn house.

"A hundred grasses come in spring, and all the flowers bloom..."

She moaned slightly, and a little light burst out from her fingertips, falling on the spiritual thorn house.

In an instant, the Spirit Thorns shrank rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a flowing jade shadow, lingering on her fingertips.

Yao Zhizhi sent this stream of light into the flower stamens in her palm.

If there are hundreds of thousands of veins, all the silk threads of flower stalks are injected into Chen Fusheng's heart.

Chen Fusheng instantly increased his vigilance ten thousand times!

If there is a slight mistake, he will use a thunderous blow!

But it still feels warm and comfortable, and the body and soul are both beneficial.

"Well?"

Chen Fusheng looked inside and paid close attention to the spiritual kiln and the Nine Petals of Spirit Light. At this moment, he clearly realized that a new one was born on the nine-petal spiritual light, as if it was overlapping.

The whole process was very fast and completed in one go. Nothing was particularly unusual, and it was completed in an instant.

Seeing this result, Chen Fusheng was delighted and kept his mind tightly and no longer had distracting thoughts.

Seeing that he cooperated so much, Yao Zhizhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, calmed her mind and proceeded in an orderly manner.

One after another, the spiritual thorns all turned into flowing jade shadows under her fingers.

Then, through the stamens in the palm of the palm, they are injected into the Chen Fusheng Spirit Kiln in turn.

Chen Fusheng experienced this process personally throughout the whole process, and even had a strange idea:

"The Thousand Art of Flowers, combined with the wonderful meaning of the Yan Emperor's Sutra of Eternal Life, can a person's form be changed if he reaches the next peak?"

However, this is his own wonderful idea. We must not talk nonsense, so as not to desecrate the "Immortal Art" inheritance of the Emperor's clan...

One petal after another, nine petals of spiritual light continued to emerge in Chen Fusheng Spirit Kiln!

In the end, the nine petals are perfect and perfect!

Yao Zhizhi seemed to have exhausted her energy, and her face turned pale and weak from her previous blushing. She took out a few elixirs, took it quickly, closed her eyes and breathed.

Chen Fusheng was extremely excited and looked inside his spiritual kiln.

"It can really be expanded... No wonder it is called "Immortal Art"! Even if it is just a broken chapter, it has the ability to win the world!"

The nine petals of the new spiritual light overlap on his original spiritual kiln.

At this moment, Chen Fusheng was equivalent to having eighteen petals of spiritual light.

A few wisps, one strand of wisps can condense the essence of qi and luck, and linger on the nine petals of the new spiritual light.

After thinking for a moment, you will know that in just one day and one night, he can condense two pieces of luck pills with these eighteen petals of spiritual light.

Double the increase!

In other words, Chen Fusheng has reached the conditions for this foundation and can sprint for the spirit official of the Five Realms!

Of course, such a spiritual official is not his goal.

"Sure enough, the method of practicing for thousands of times does not necessarily mean to stick to the rules... Yao Zhizhi is not a nonsense, this method is absolutely feasible!"

Eighteen petals, thirty-six petals, seventy-two petals, hundreds of petals...

For the first time, Chen Fusheng felt that his path to a perfect general was no longer in a daze and far away, and it was clearly visible!

"Miss Yao, thank you! I will definitely help you complete the Spirit Thorn House you promised before!"

Chen Fusheng took a deep breath, and when he saw Yao Zhizhi recovering, he immediately clasped his fists and bowed with a sincere tone.

Yao Zhizhi also smiled happily, her two dimples appeared and said:

"Senior Brother Chen Bai doesn't need to be polite. If I can help you achieve your goals, it will actually be of great help to my understanding of the Yan Emperor's Sutra..."

"After all, only if you are suitable for candidates and can cooperate with each other with one heart, can we improve our talent shortcomings..."

When she said this, she didn't know what she thought of, and her face turned red again.

Chen Fusheng was about to speak.

Sudden!

He felt a warning in his heart!

This is a keen sense obtained by experience in many death crises and fighting against various powerful enemies.

He reached out his hand like lightning and pulled Yao Zhizhi behind him.

Similarly, the other hand has raised the Wujian Dragon Bird.

The sword intent of Burning Heaven suddenly arose!

clang~~

There was a violent tremor on the blade.

In the midst of nothingness, a deformed "Gu insect" like a snake, a scorpion, or a toad, almost the size of a palm, and a deformed "Gu insect" surrounded by filthy and evil yellow flames crashed into the sword blade of the Wujian Dragon Bird.

Chen Fusheng's hands were slightly numb.

This was the first time he had encountered a terrible insect evenly.

Although he was a hasty fight, the invisible attack that could numb his arms should not be underestimated.

"Ah..." Yao Zhizhi suddenly saw an ugly and terrifying insect. The woman's nature disgusted with this thing almost screamed, and immediately covered her mouth.

"You stay here to rest, don't run around, be careful!"

Chen Fusheng instructed him and disappeared outside the cave in an instant and rushed down.

Slap sex...

A young man in black walked out of the shadow, clapped his palms, stared at Chen Fusheng, and said with a smile:

"Yes, quick response, resist my forward Gu Pioneer, you can be proud."

Chen Fusheng looked at the practitioner of the Gu Sect calmly and looked forward. He could see another white-robed Confucian scholar coming with an aura like an iceberg.

"It was you? Kill my brother?" The white-robed Confucian scholar walked slowly and stared at Chen Fusheng.

"Brother Luo, what else is there to say? Don't you believe in my striker Gu tracking? Whether it's or not, let's talk about it if you kill it."

The young man in black smiled.

He turned his head and asked, "Go to see whom..."
To be continued...
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