In spring, in the blink of an eye, there have been twelve years as the jade coffin was buried.
During this period, the old man also came once. He stopped in front of the tomb for a day and one night. He left without saying anything in the end.
Shengfo and Qing Xuan took turns to keep the tomb and replace Hu Shanjun.
For mortals, the twelve years of spring and autumn have occupied one sixth of their lives, or even one -fifth.
But for the monk, it is not a long time for twelve years.
Since the departure, the Yuxianzi has never been there, and I don't know if the successful foundation has been built.
Fang Chen stood in front of the grave and stared at the jade coffin quietly.
His physical body has been completely recovered, his flesh and blood is even better, and his appearance has returned to the age of eighteen or nine before the spring and autumn.
"My body has been completely recovered ... Why ... I still can't return?"
Fang Chen's eyes showed a touch of contemplation.
Where there must be something wrong, but he has no entity now, just a soul, and there is no way to view.
etc!
Fang Chen's eyes moved, and he suddenly saw that the five elements around him were constantly gathering towards this.
There is even a huge spiritual vortex in the sky. I am afraid that the spiritual power of hundreds of miles is gathered here.
The next moment, the spiritual power fell like a dragon from the sky, without entering the grave, and it continued to pour into Fang Chen's body.
"I see!"
Fang Chen laughed.
His physical body not only recovered, but now he is still in the foundation. As long as he wants to build the foundation, he will immediately return to the soul and restore the control of the physical body!
With a tiger scream, I saw that Hu Shanjun rushed out of the forest and stared at him with a stunned look.
It does not see the spiritual power, but it can feel that the majestic spiritual power is constantly pouring into the tomb!
The first day passed quickly.
The injection of spiritual power is still continuing, without the meaning of weakening.
Hu Shanjun began to inspect the surroundings, driving all the outsiders who passed here, so as not to let them approach the grave.
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, seven or seventeen -nine days passed. As the last ray of spiritual power poured into the body, the spiritual vortex in the sky quietly dissipated.
Fang Chen's soul moved, and suddenly disappeared in place.
In the jade coffin, Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes.
"Xiaochen, you wake up!?"
Xiao Jian's voice sounded, and it seemed extremely excited: "You finally woke up, I thought the old thing lied to me!"
"Junior, even if I lie to you, I won't lie to myself? I am very determined that my brother can wake up. If my brother can't wake up, wouldn't I have to bury it here?"
Zhou Tianzhi sneered, with a hint of pride in the voice.
Then it smiled at Fang Chen:
"Brother, this time you have been sleeping for too long, and the spiritual power on my body is almost exhausted. When will you find some spirit stones for me?"
"Not in a hurry, I have waited for twelve years, and it is not bad during this time."
Fang Chen showed a smile on his face.
He feels quietly in the body.
The veins of the twelve fairy swords have disappeared, and the sword mountains are far more than the pulse of any fairy sword!
This sword mountain is constantly gushing the spiritual power, moisturizing the body of Fangchen, and enhancing his sword body.
In terms of physical strength, his sword body has improved a lot at this moment, far stronger than before the spring and autumn!
On the strong spirit, it is more than a hundred times more than the original!
A total of 100 times! When he was refining the twelve floors, the spiritual power was comparable to the unusual foundation in the early stages of the foundation.
Now it has been improved by a whole hundred times, maybe even the foundation of building the base cannot have such a magnificent spiritual power.
The strong basis of the foundation has been reflected at this moment. When he is more and more strong in the future, the advantage will only be more obvious!
The most critical point is that Fang Chen feels that his Shouyuan is back.
During the twelve years, the power of merit not only made him flesh to life, but also made up for the longevity he lost.
Now, if he shows the third sword of the Supreme Sutra of the Eight Desert Town, the Dragon War will be not just as simple as being injured.
"Why is there a demon repair here?"
"Taking the eight layers of Qi, don't kill it, I want to catch it back and make it into a demon corpse."
Fang Chen's soul suddenly made up, and saw several figures not far away. Hu Shanjun had been injured by one of them, lying on the ground and panting.
The corpses on these people are very strong, and the head of the leaders has the successful cultivation of the foundation.
"Old ancestor, we have found all the Sanjie Mountains of the same name and surnames in the past years, and we have not found the bone of that person. This should be the last place."
"If you do n’t continue to find it here, that is the sword repair. If the remains of the sword repair are made into zombies, the strength is afraid of shocking.
Not only can it be easily promoted to the iron armor, but even the potential of the golden armor! "
Tsukiji smiled slightly: "At that time, our blood corpse can get out of the blue fox country without staying in that kind of horn!
This is our opportunity, don't be troublesome. "
Hu Shanjun is a clear understanding.
The other party wants to use its remains to practice corpses!?
Damn!
Hu Shanjun gave a roar, just wanted to rush to a foundation in the nearest foundation, but was hit by the opponent's backhand with a palm.
The famous look at Hu Shanjun with a scornful look, then his eyes moved, falling in front of the grave not far away.
"Well, there is a lonely grave here!"
He came to the grave one by one, and when he saw the lettering on the tombstone, he suddenly laughed:
"Hahaha, old ancestor, we found it, Fang Chen was buried here !!"
The foundation was immediately brought to the grave with several other buildings, and stared at the tombstone quietly.
"I really found it."
The corner of the built -in big mouth rose slightly, gently combed the hair on both sides with both hands, and softly said:
"Dig out."
"yes!"
Several foundations immediately started digging the grave.
Soon, the grave was completely opened, and a jade coffin appeared in front of everyone.
"It's a jade coffin! We have a disciple that day is also working hard that day, watching Fang Chen's body lying in the jade coffin! We are looking for the right place!"
An excitement of a foundation.
"Ask the ancestor to open the coffin! The prestige of Fang Chen over the years has become a legend in Yunyou's domain.
This existence, the ancestor of the ancestor opened the coffin in person. "
Several foundations were rushing to salute, and it was difficult to hide excitement in the tone.
Tanji smiled and smiled, slowly walking towards the jade coffin. Hu Shanjun roared weakly in the distance, and his eyes were full of anger.
Click.
The jade coffin was easily opened, and everyone saw Fang Chen lying in the coffin full. Its face was lifelike, not like a dead person at all.
"Um!?"
Everyone was shocked.
The next moment, Fang Chen opened his eyes and looked at the built -in big smile:
"Are you the ancestor of the Blood Corpse?"
hiss--
This group of guys who play zombies all day suddenly took a breath, and the roots of cold hair rose upside down. They were startled by hardships.
The ancestor of the blood corpse responded very fast, and the body of the whole body was condensed, and he immediately sacrificed the copper armor that he had sacrificed for many years.
Immediately after a touch of sword light flashed, the Copper Corpse was instantly cracked, and the head of the ancestor of the blood corpse was rolled to the ground.