"Mr. Fujun, there is still a person hidden in the cracks of the rocks over there. I don't know what to do with it?"

After worshiping Yang Zheng, Chang Qingzi stood up, pointed to a place outside the mountain temple, and asked Yang Zheng for instructions.

Yang Zheng naturally knew who Chang Qingzi was referring to. When he thought of an idea, he said in his heart: "That person is Wen Tong's disciple, he is considered an accomplice. What do you think should be dealt with?"

"Accomplice? It is said that this person dared to follow the evildoers to plot against the Lord of the Mansion, and it is not an exaggeration to kill him directly. However, this person has not appeared from beginning to end. It seems that he still has good thoughts in his heart. If he had no other mistakes before, he might be punished to build a temple and open a way, and give him the opportunity to correct his mistakes and benevolence?"

Chang Qingzi habitually stroked his beard, but found that there was no beard under his chin. Only then did he realize that he was no longer Chang Qingzi's body, but the body of a tiger demon, and scratched his arms with an awkward expression.

"Well, this is appropriate. It seems that you have begun to enter the role of the mountain god. Do it well. As long as you accumulate enough good skills, your yin life will be extended. As for your yang life, you have actually successfully built the foundation. As long as you refine the mountain god seal, the true soul and the mountain god seal will form a sense, and you can recover."

Although Yang Zheng’s previous words were suspected of scaring Chang Qingzi, they were not false.

Although Chang Qingzi condensed his true soul and could be regarded as a ghost cultivator at the level of Yin God, his method is not correct. Although his true soul is integrated into Fan Huzi's demon body, his life span has not improved.

Only when his true soul is completely combined with the true spirit of Fan Huzi in the mountain god seal can he be reborn.

"Thank you, Lord Fujun, for your advice!"

Chang Qingzi was overjoyed, and this time he was completely relieved.

The lifespan of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is more than twice as long as that of the Qi Refining Stage. If properly maintained, they can live to more than two hundred years.

Fan Huzi himself belongs to the demon clan and has a much longer lifespan than the human clan. Although he has turned from a human into a demon, he has made a lot of money for him.

"Okay, as the host here, after you dealt with Yan Shun, you quickly found some food for these subordinates of this seat. After working for so long and consuming so much, they need to make up for it."

Yang Zheng waved his hand and ordered Chang Qingzi.

"Don't worry, Lord Fujun, everything is covered by the little god."

Chang Qingzi patted his chest and promised, then he flashed and went to deal with Yan Shun first.

Yang Zheng looked at Xiao Shukuang and the iron guards.

"Are you okay?"

"Report to the prince, I'm fine!"

Xiao Shukuang and others took the whole story of what had just happened. At this moment, they had already treated Yang Zhengzhen as a god. Each of them had a look of fanaticism and bowed respectfully when they heard this.

Although they are body-building warriors, they are all just mortals. Mortals envy immortals for being able to live forever, so they naturally hope that they can live longer.

After all, ordinary people are just ordinary people. Even if they break through to the innate state, if they cannot reach the realm of Martial Saint, they will still have a lifespan of only a hundred years.

Now Yang Zheng can actually enthrone the ghost mission in the Yin Soldiers. In other words, if they still have the chance to survive as ghost missions after they die in battle, they will not dissipate. How could they not be excited?

But no matter how excited the excitement was, everyone's answers seemed weak.

There was no way. The spell Yang Zheng used just now was too domineering. He almost took the power of the martial spirit in their bodies twice in a row. At this moment, his whole body was soft and he couldn't lift up any strength.

If there is no tonic, I am afraid that it will take several days to recover slowly, and even if it is not properly handled, the time may be delayed longer, as if it is a serious illness.

"Everyone is sitting around here. I happened to have a new healing spell recently to cure you."

Yang Zheng used his hands to define a range and told everyone.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Everyone got up one after another, swayed, came to Yang Zheng's designated area, and sat cross-legged.

Yang Zheng pointed to the air and drew a talisman, pointed his spiritual consciousness, recited a mantra, and pointed gently into that area.

"The five elements of heaven and earth, the wood energy returns to the yang!"

But as his spell fell, the ground shook slightly, and immediately among the mountains and fields, in the jungle, a green aura gathered from all directions like the spring breeze, in the direction pointed by Yang Zheng.

In a moment, the area that Yang Zheng had previously demarcated turned into a green and mist land.

The iron guards were in it, bathed in the green mist, and suddenly felt a refreshing body and their bodies were slowly recovering.

"So comfortable! The prince's spell is so magical and amazing!"

The iron guards were inexplicably surprised and praised them all.

Yang Zheng smiled with relief. Although the wood witch magic power in his body was exhausted, he was very happy to see that the wood attribute witch magic he had only realized had such an effect.

In fact, since he practiced the five witch magic powers, Yang Zheng has been thinking about which basic witchcraft should be practiced to exert their respective characteristics and power.

Some time ago, in his spare time in seclusion and practice, Yang Zheng specially selected five basic witchcrafts from the inheritance of the witch clan, and now he has mastered four of them.

They are the "strike the ground into steel" with the soil attribute, the "wood energy returns to the yang" with the wood attribute, the "fire fire slurry" with the fire attribute, and the "flood surf" with the water attribute.

These witchcrafts with different attributes are only basic witchcraft, but they can exert amazing effects in specific environments.

For example, the "slap the ground into steel" only consumes the earth witch magic power at the peak of the second level of Qi Refining, and breaks the escape technique of the second-level earth escape talisman.

In fact, these basic magical techniques will also improve step by step as Yang Zheng's realm improves, and it is very likely that they will become corresponding magical powers in the future.

It has to be said that although the ancient witch clan had no soul and could not comprehend the way of heaven, his body and magic power were indeed extremely powerful, and he was born to control the five elements and proficient in various magical powers and magic.

This is also related to their own physical characteristics. As long as it is power related to the earth, they seem to be able to control it innately.

Perhaps this is the real reason why the witch clan is not tolerated by the prehistoric world, is it planned and declining?

"Criminal, can you talk?"

Yang Zheng was standing on the top of the mountain and was in a daze, a faint and undetectable scent approaching.

Without looking back, you all know who is standing behind you.

"If you have anything to ask, tell me."

Yang Zheng turned his head to look at Shen Ruoyan and nodded.

"You... have really obtained the imperial seal of heaven?"

Shen Ruoyan hesitated for a moment, and asked in a strange tone.

"Didn't you see the talisman just now? A few months ago, when I was still in Xiangyang, I fell asleep one day and accidentally encountered a god and was inspired by the imperial seal of the upper realm."

He would not reveal this matter to anyone, so he insisted that he had obtained the enlightenment of the gods and the imperial seal in his dream and became a god.

"I see."

Chen Ruoyan didn't know if he really believed it or pretended to be confused, but nodded suddenly when he heard it.

"With your understanding, there is no need to go this path, right?"

He looked at Yang Zheng with some wonder and confusion. In his opinion, only the immortal path is the right path, and the divine path is flawed and undesirable.

Chen Ruoyan discovered that as she contacted Yang Zheng more, the more mysterious Yang Zheng became in her eyes, the harder it was to see through it.

He had never met someone like Yang Zheng before, so he became more curious about Yang Zheng and wanted to know him more.

"Whether gods or immortals are all for the sake of immortality? Besides, if you become a god, you may not be unable to become an immortal. But if you become an immortal, it will be less easy to become a god."

After pondering for a moment, Yang Zheng said a few words that made Chen Ruoyan a little confused.

"It seems that the prince's realm is far beyond the level. I can't understand it."

Chen Ruoyan sighed with emotion.

"It's indeed very profound. This is not what I said, but what the god who enlightened me said. I actually don't understand much."

Yang Zheng smiled and said casually.

These words were indeed not what he said, nor were they said by some enlightened gods, but by an ancient high priest of the witch clan recorded in the inheritance of the witch clan.

Chen Ruoyan was silent for a while, and then looked at Yang Zheng curiously.

"What you used before was the poem that helped the war with the Confucian scholars?"

"What do you think?" Yang Zheng glanced at Chen Ruoyan with a smile and asked back.

Chen Ruoyan shook his head and said, "I thought about it over and over again and found that although it looks a little like, it shouldn't be, but I don't know what's wrong. I wonder if the prince can solve the problem for me?"

"This is a secret, you really want to know?"

Yang Zheng looked at Chen Ruoyan with bright eyes and suddenly smiled at him in a narrow-minded manner.

Although Chen Ruoyan's expression was not moving, he seemed to be unable to withstand Yang Zheng's stimulating eyes. A bright redness appeared inexplicably in his ears. He turned his head and did not dare to look at him.

"How can the prince tell me?"

"Unless you can also solve my doubts." Yang Zheng said with a smile.

Chen Ruoyan turned his head in surprise and glanced at Yang Zheng, saying, "What do you need to solve the problem of the prince?"

"With Brother Chen's intelligence, you should be able to guess?"

Yang Zheng smiled again and looked at Chen Ruoyan's smooth throat.

Generally, adult men have an Adam's apple in their throats, but Chen Ruoyan does not. This is also what Yang Zheng has always suspected that he is actually the biggest basis for women to dress up as a man.

"Your Highness, how can you be so... so teasing to others!"

Chen Ruoyan was stunned for a moment, then noticed Yang Zheng's gaze, and was immediately embarrassed and shrank his neck in anger.

"It's unfair. Yang has no intention of teasing, he is just curious."

Yang Zheng defended with a wry smile.

"It's okay to tell you, but you must also explain the magic to me!"
To be continued...