After trying it himself, he roughly guessed how the great general king was abolished?
All the changes in the gray mist, whether it was a dream or the gossip about making tea later, they did not come out of thin air.
Cultivation of immortality also requires basic principles.
Power, or energy, is never generated out of thin air. It must have its roots and its source.
Chen Yang, Xu Qi'an, and even Heitian behind them, were struggling for a while, all consuming the power of the General King.
Chen Yang is in contact with his consciousness. Xu Qi'an is thousands of miles away, and Hei Tian is separated by countless layers of worlds. Naturally, this power can only come from the general Wang.
It's like a cow that was fed into several Godzillas and then was sucked out and used up.
Chen Yang is one of these Godzillas.
Compared with his guilt, Qinglong was actually free and easy. He smiled casually and said:
"Destiny arises and destiny perishes, let it be."
"No matter how sacred the artifact is, it is nothing more than a dead thing. You must put people first."
"I'm so lucky that my little friend is fine. Why bother with a mere corpse king."
After Qinglong finished speaking, he comforted Feng Wu:
"Don't worry, Xiaofengwu. It's never some magical weapon that protects the country, but you, me, and hundreds of millions of Chinese people."
"When we are here, the country is here."
Not to mention that Feng Wu was so excited that she nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. Chen Yang's eyes were strange, and he was quite impressed by Qinglong's free and easy and heroic spirit.
He had already thought highly of this immortal man, but he still looked down upon him unexpectedly.
With such a broad mind, magnanimity and temperament, he, Qinglong, is the real divine weapon of the Chinese nation.
After comforting Feng Wu, Qinglong had returned to his appearance when he first met him, and asked with a smile: "My little friend, do you still know how to refine corpses?"
Chen Yang nodded and said: "By chance, I got a new method of corpse path that is unique and leads directly to the main road."
With a "swipe" of the ground, a strange color flashed across Qinglong's face.
Another strange path was found, and it led directly to the main road.
Chen Yang's evaluation is extremely high.
Qinglong originally wanted to discuss the corpse refining method with Chen Yang, but of course it was a discussion rather than a teaching.
Qinglong believed that he was unique in this field and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pass it on to Chen Yang.
But when Chen Yang said this, he did not dare to speak, for fear that Chen Yang would mistakenly think that he was coveting his secret method.
Because of a misunderstanding, something bad arose, which was not Qinglong's original intention.
"Mr. Qinglong."
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Chen Yang shamelessly asked sir for this great general king to practice his skills with."
"Just take it."
Qinglong replied indifferently.
Feng Wu's beautiful eyebrows suddenly flew up, and she keenly grasped the key points of Chen Yang's words.
Qinglong took a moment to react and looked at Chen Yang in surprise.
If it is true that even General Wang, a zombie with a broken heart, can be sacrificed, then the corpse refining method mentioned by Chen Yang cannot be simply described as something strange, it should be called the creation of heaven and earth.
Chen Yang noticed their gazes and hesitation, and said with a smile: "I'm just starting out, and I'm about to ask Mr. Qinglong for advice."
Qinglong looked happy.
A world-first corpse-refining method was of immeasurable value to an immortal like him.
He didn't show any pretense, he simply held his hand and said: "I appreciate it.
This great general king can be regarded as Qinglong’s tuition.”
Chen Yang nodded and continued: "I want to tell Mr. Qinglong about the origin of this method first. It involves cause and effect, whether to learn or not. Mr. Qinglong would like to weigh it up."