Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 998
Seeing the dialect on the side suddenly stop, Taoist Fengling thought it was Fangyan who was thinking seriously, and couldn't help feeling more grateful, but he didn't expect that Fangyan was just cramming temporarily. If he knew the truth of the matter, Fengling who didn't know What would the Taoist think.

I didn't pay attention to the movements of Taoist Feng Ling's Nascent Soul body, and didn't pay too much attention to the Taoist Feng Ling who was left with only his Yuanshen and Nascent Soul. The Taoist Ziling also has the robe of star burial, and in an instant, the dialect consciousness has already been carefully explored in the jade slip.

That body is still Taoist Fengling's body, but Taoist Fengling even rejects his own Yuanshen Yuanying, just because he has been refined by Qiu Lanzi in the way of refining puppets, if he hadn't been snatched by the dialect In his hands, it won't be long before he becomes a distracted puppet.

Now, if Taoist Fengling Yuanshen Yuanying wants to go back smoothly, it still needs to remove the imprint left by Qiu Lanzi. I haven't tried dialect refining by puppets above distraction. It was the first time for this matter, so it was natural to do some more research before doing it. At that time, I won the method of refining puppets on a whim, but it was the first time I used it on Taoist Feng Ling.

When I got this jade slip just now, Dialect has already scanned it, more to confirm that no ghost Yinzi has tampered with the jade slip. On the contrary, the steps and means of refining the puppet are second. It was the dialect that really explored the method of this method, and after a short time the dialect had already sunk into the content of the jade slips.

Daoist Fengling naturally didn't know what was going on in his mind when he saw the wide-opened dialect, and he didn't know that the dialect had a high-grade spiritual weapon, but he also knew that the dialect that could stand up to Qiu Lanzi in the middle stage of distraction was not the one he had at the moment. The body of the Nascent Soul could deal with it, so he didn't have the slightest thought of changing. He focused more on his physical body, staring at himself being robbed by Qiu Lanzi, a mid-stage monk who was distracted. After a while of restraining the physical body, Daoist Feng Ling came back to his senses. Qiu Lanzi was in the middle of distraction. It was a bit strange to win in dialect in the previous gambling fight. What's the matter with this physical body?Is it because Dialect himself still has undisclosed strength, or behind him is someone so tyrannical that even Qiu Lanzi and the others are afraid of him.

After thinking about it for a moment, Daoist Fengling didn't interrupt Fangyan's thinking. Of course he didn't know that Fangyan not only killed Qiu Lanzi, but also seriously injured a distracted cultivator a moment ago, and also beheaded two Famous god monks, among them there is Guiyinzi, a prestigious existence, this kind of thing has surpassed his imagination, just like this, Taoist Feng Ling looked at the dialect with a strange look in his eyes, No matter what the situation is, it is a good thing for Taoist Fengling. Thinking of this, Taoist Fengling regained his clarity from the surprise of seeing his own body. As a means of breaking the restriction, Daoist Fengling naturally became a Dharma protector.

Half an hour later, dialect's consciousness moved slightly, and he withdrew from the jade slip.

Sensing the movement of the dialect, Daoist Fengling, who had already been impatient in his heart, immediately asked: "Fang Daoist, how are you?"

It's no wonder Taoist Feng Ling who is above the distraction is so eager. I'm afraid not many people can calm down when encountering such a matter that is closely related to themselves. Being able to endure it until this time before making a sound is already the kindness of the distracted cultivator who has practiced for many years sex.

Hearing Taoist Feng Ling's question, Fang Yan nodded slightly: "It should be fine, but if you want to recover, you still need the Daoist Primordial Spirit to regain control of the physical body before doing training."

"Naturally, it's enough for Daoist friend to help me integrate my soul into my body, and Feng will solve the rest by himself." Hearing the words in the dialect, Daoist Fengling immediately said happily, and after a short pause, he said again: "Fang, fellow Daoist, Please tell me what Feng needs to do."

I don't know how the dialect took his own body into his hands. Daoist Feng Ling also knew that if he wanted to break the restraint in his body, he had to wear it out. There was no hesitation at all, but what surprised Taoist Feng Ling was that Fang Yan didn't answer his words at all, but just floated a sentence: "Fellow Daoist, just wait for a while."

It is naturally best not to lose the origin of one's own Nascent Soul, but dialect has such confidence?Taoist Feng Ling hadn't solved the doubts in his mind when he saw Fang Yan start to move, waving his hands again and again, and playing a series of hand formulas.

Seeing such a situation, Taoist Fengling's puzzled look disappeared, and he became a little more happy. Then he remembered the self-introduction of Fangyan when he formed the team. When Fangyan claimed to have experience in everything, the rest of the team Although people, including Taoist Feng Ling, did not say it clearly, they inevitably looked down upon it in their hearts, thinking that dialects were proficient in everything, but they were not familiar with everything. He lived up to what he said, and now he has discovered the formation runes condensed in the dialect. Taoist Fengling will find that the cultivation of the formation in the dialect is far superior to his own.

Looking at the Taoist runes that condense out with the dialect's hands moving together, it looks ordinary at first glance, but it is very mysterious when you look closely. In a moment, a hazy wave enveloped the dialect and Taoist Fengling's physical body .

At this moment, Taoist Fengling could only vaguely see the movements of the dialect, but it was enough to make Taoist Fengling a little more confident that the dialect could release the restraint on his body. The root of it belongs to the same one, and such formation prohibition is the method left by Qiu Lanzi in the middle of the distraction, and there is great hope to get rid of it, if he knows what left a mark on his body If Qiu Lanzi had already fallen at this moment, perhaps she would have more confidence.

An hour has passed, two hours have passed, one day has passed, two days have passed... Fang Yan is still waving his hands from time to time to activate the exercises. It's his physical body, but at this moment he has to rely on Fang Yan, an outsider, but his own strength is really weak, and Fang Yan has shown superb formation skills, no matter how anxious he is, Taoist Feng Ling can only wait quietly.

Two full months later, under Taoist Feng Ling's eager gaze, the dialect after the haze over there finally had a different movement, much faster than before, and a series of runes flowed like clouds and flowing water. It emerged, and all of them were submerged in Taoist Fengling's body. Without using dialect to remind him, Taoist Fengling also noticed that the barrier between himself and his body, which was left by Qiu Lanzi, had begun to loosen, gradually revealing a crack. As the dialect continued to move, the crack widened.

Suddenly, a voice in dialect came to Taoist Fengling's ears: "Fellow Taoist Fengling, prepare to merge."

Without the slightest hesitation, Taoist Feng Ling activated his kung fu, even though he was returning to his physical body, the situation at this moment was somewhat similar to that of Duoshe.

After a few breaths, there was another cry in dialect, and the hazy breath shrouded in the outside suddenly opened a hole, revealing the fleshy body in it.

Daoist Fengling's Yuanshen Yuanying flickered, then escaped into it, and sank straight into his own body.

Soon, Taoist Feng Ling's physical body began to tremble slightly. After all, it was different from him taking the initiative to leave his body and then return, Taoist Feng Ling at this moment needs to spend some effort.

The dialect on the side no longer pays attention to Taoist Fengling's actions. Qiu Lanzi has long since fallen. It is only a matter of time before Taoist Fengling regains control of his physical body. Although the harvest in the process is a reverse action, there is no big difference. With careful action, dialect is much more proficient in the technique of refining puppets.

After thinking for a long time in his heart, Fang Yan stopped his thoughts, concentrated on practicing the exercises, and only acted when he had time to refine the bodies of the few distracted monks on his body into puppets. What dialect valued was Guiyinzi's physical body, and getting such a puppet in the middle stage of distraction, even if it was only half the strength of Guiyinzi back then, was enough to help dialect do a lot of things. As for fighting and killing, dialect didn't have any Counting too much on the body of a puppet.

(End of this chapter)