"This refined corpse is of use to Fang. Let's leave it to Fang." Looking at the thin refined corpse, Fang Liang's eyes suddenly flashed.
"Okay, I'll give it to fellow Taoist." Although the corpse-refined body in the Xuanling Realm is very tough, Qin Fengming hasn't seen it yet, so he happily agreed.
We have known Fang Liang for many years, and he rarely asks for anything directly. This time, he also valued the corpse refining, and has been entangled with it for several years. If you leave it to him, you can make the best use of it.
Fang Liang's figure flashed and he was in front of the unconscious corpse.
Facing a corpse-refining being in the early stage of the Xuanling, Fang Liang's expression was uncertain for a long time. Finally, he sighed, turned to look at Qin Fengming and said: "This corpse-refining level is the Xuan level. Fang is not sure that he can do it on his own."
I can restrain it. It’s better to trouble fellow Taoist to restrain his spirit before Fang takes action again.”
Qin Fengming nodded and understood what Fang Liang meant. He was worried that the realm of the spirit of the corpse had reached the late stage or peak of the Xuan level. If he rashly cast a spell on its spirit, the other party might use some terrifying spirit attack.
Without hesitation, Qin Fengming made hand seals and began to perform the technique.
Although he was not sure how far the other party's spiritual realm had reached, he did not need to invade the other party's sea of consciousness, he only needed to use mysterious runes to imprison his soul.
As the rune patterns penetrated the body of the corpse, Qin Fengming retracted his hands and said: "Now the essence in the corpse has been imprisoned by Qin. As long as the Taoist friend slowly performs the spell, he can completely refine and control it.
"
Fang Liang did not intend to capture his soul, he wanted to control the entire refined corpse.
Qin Fengming thought that it would be difficult to refine and control a corpse refined by others, and that it was still a Xuan-level corpse that had given birth to spiritual wisdom. Qin Fengming thought that it would be difficult to do it in a short time. He was afraid that it would take him a long time to succeed.
But Fang Liang is not an ordinary monk. With his ability, it is not impossible to completely control this corpse.
Seeing Fang Liang cross-legged on the ground, with a very solemn expression, he began to knead the secrets with his hands and cast out spells. Qin Fengming no longer paid attention to it, but turned around and looked at the golden bite who was still rapidly devouring the ghost.
.
It was difficult for Qin Fengming to judge that Jin Yan's cultivation level was equivalent to that of a monk at this time.
However, at this moment, the ghost of the late Ghost King was swallowed directly into his belly by the golden mist, without even a trace of resistance.
With the Tower of Ten Thousand Souls around, those ghosts are not far away, but are just floating around the Tower of Ten Thousand Souls.
Seeing Jin Yan happily and happily devouring every ghost, Qin Fengming's heart was moved. In fact, he still had one magical power in the immortal world that he had not yet cultivated, and that was the Life Soul Silk.
Qin Fengming had personally experienced the horror of Life Soul Silk. Even with the help of Fang Liang and Jin Yan, he almost died in the hands of a monk of the same level who could cast Life Soul Silk.
This is enough to know how powerful the Life Soul Silk is.
But later he focused on cultivating the second soul and threw away the life soul thread.
At this moment, when he saw Jin Yan devouring *souls, his mind flashed, and he suddenly thought of the extremely powerful Life Soul Silk magical power that he had fully comprehended.
The magical power of Life Soul Silk is a technique from the immortal world. To cultivate it to the first level, you may need to refine dozens of ghosts and ghosts in the realm of the gods. When Dai Qin first practiced this magical power, he hunted down a large number of spiritual monks.
Although Qin Fengming considers himself not a person who claims to be a defender of Taoism, he is not willing to hunt down the spiritual cultivators he meets without any grudges for no reason.
Thinking about the article about magical powers in the fairy world, Qin Fengming is convinced that the soul used to practice magical powers does not have to be the soul of a monk with spiritual wisdom. Even the essence of ghosts born in places with dense yin energy can still be used for cultivation.
Life soul silk magical power.
Thinking of this, Qin Fengming's heart was greatly moved.
Turning his head to look at Fang Liang, a sparkle appeared in his eyes. He wanted to ask Fang Liang how many souls from the realm of the gods he had captured here in the past few years.
Of course, Qin Fengming would not ask Fang Liang for souls. Back in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea, Fang Liang had lost a large number of psychic ghosts to resist the terrifying beast. Without those powerful souls, Fang Liang would not have been able to resist the beast.
Attack by terrifying beasts.
The inquiry at this time is just to confirm the approximate number of supernatural ghosts here.
Stand aside and wait quietly for Fang Liang to finish performing the technique.
"There may really be something in that mine. From the memory of this corpse refining, there are some things he guards in the underground mine where he is staying. They are his master's belongings. I don't know if you are interested.
Want to go investigate?"
This time, Fang Liang performed the technique for almost half an hour before the strange mist came back. He stood up, turned around and said to Qin Fengming.
"His owner? But I wonder if the owner who refined the corpse is still alive?" Qin Fengming said with a shock in his heart.
The corpse-refining cultivation has reached the early stage of Xuanling, and its master is naturally more powerful. He doesn't want to encounter someone he can't resist at this time.
"The master in Zhan Zhi's memory is very vague. It seems that he left here before Zhan Zhi fully opened his mind. Whether his master is alive or not, Zhi Zhan doesn't know. What level of cultivation he has reached, Zhi Lian also doesn't know.
." Fang Liang was careful and directly pointed out what Qin Fengming was thinking.
"Is it the owner's fault that the refined corpse cannot reach far?" Qin Fengming asked again.
"Well, it seems that this refining corpse was specially made by its owner to guard the mine. At that time, the spiritual intelligence was not fully activated, but the refining corpse has been severely restricted by its owner, and it can only be used by more than a hundred people nearby.
It can move within ten thousand miles. Even after its spiritual intelligence is turned on, it has no way to lift the restriction."
"Is it possible that the corpse refining, with its Xuan-level ability, still doesn't know what the item his master wants him to guard is?" Qin Fengming was surprised.
"The zombie seems to be very afraid of its master. Although its master has not returned for a long time, he still does not dare to explore what has been left for him to guard. However, it can leave a mysterious corpse to guard.
, think about it, it must be something extraordinary.”
It was obvious that although Fang Liang knew something about the memory of corpse refining, there was not much information in the memory of corpse refining, and he could not understand it all.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, in the few years you have been here, how many ghosts of the ghost master level have been captured in total." The topic changed and Qin Fengming asked.
When Fang Liang heard this, his expression was slightly startled, as if he didn't understand why Qin Fengming asked this question. However, he still paused for a moment and replied: "There are many ghosts in the realm of aggregation. When it comes to the ghosts in the realm of the gods, only
There are only twenty or thirty of them."
Hearing Fang Liang's words, Qin Fengming nodded. If there are twenty or thirty souls in the realm of the gods within a million miles here, then if they stay in this ghostly desert for two years, they may be able to collect more than a hundred souls.
The ghost of the realm of the gods.
When the time comes to practice Life Soul Silk, I think I should be able to successfully cultivate the first layer of Life Soul Silk.
Seeing Qin Fengming's thoughtful expression, Fang Liang was puzzled as to why he asked how many ghosts there were.
"Since there may be precious objects in that mine, we will go and investigate to see what can be guarded by the corpse refining."