Chapter 483 The First Trial of Skin Refining: The Way of the Demon King
In the illusory inheritance land, Yang Fan endured the severe pain and peeled off his human skin bit by bit, and his bloody body emerged from the skin.
Shake the human skin violently, and the human skin sways like a phantom.
"It really hurts!"
Even if he used the soul-suppressing seal to suppress his mind, Yang Fan wanted to give up several times.
It has to be said that the training of the Skin Demon King is too harsh, and it will completely drive a person to a mental breakdown!
Among them are not only superficial tempering methods, but also a series of offerings and rituals. The most important thing is to sacrifice thousands of living souls!
"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage!"
Devouring many living souls, forming dark soul marks.
If you are not careful, you may be counterattacked by thousands of souls, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will completely turn into an irrational killing demon!
This is really the way of the devil!
Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly marveled. In comparison, "Nine Emperors' Skin Refining Path" seemed normal, it just formed the Secret Marks of the Nine Emperors!
Once the nine secret signs are integrated into one, your cultivation will reach the level of heaven and man!
Yang Fan thought for a moment, the secret method flowed in his heart, and he began to practice in the illusory inheritance place.
Consider yourself the emperor.
What you practice is naturally your own skin.
He and Zhu Huan's skin sat opposite each other. As time passed, his human skin began to transform towards the other person's figure, as if it was about to transform into Zhu Huan's figure!
As the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he is the emperor closest to him today.
His form can be said to be the one that most closely matches the appearance of an emperor, other than Zhu Gaolie!
Peng!
However, Yang Fan discovered the problem after several experiments.
When he was tempering his skin, he always felt that something was missing. As a result, every time he was about to successfully transform, his own skin would not be able to withstand the force and explode.
the next day.
Yang Fan withdrew from the Illusory Heritage Site with a dark face. The constant failures made him a little discouraged.
Looking at Zhu Huan's human skin on the ground, and then looking at the remains of Zhi Ming's golden body, Yang Fan felt a sudden change in his heart. He moved and rolled Zhu Huan's human skin onto the golden body.
The secret method of skin refining of the Nine Emperors, activate it!
Suddenly, Zhu Huan's human skin was stimulated by an invisible force, as if it had turned into a bloodthirsty beast. Strange tentacles sprouted from under the human skin and penetrated fiercely into the golden body.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The golden body, which was originally as strong as a mountain, could not stop the hair-thin tentacles at all, and was then completely pulled under the human skin.
Accompanied by bursts of sounds that sounded like chewing, the person's scalp was numb, and the human skin was slowly propped up, then slowly shriveled up, and fell to the ground again.
From Yang Fan's perspective, it looks like a dormant evil ghost, which is frightening!
As for the golden body that was pulled under the human skin, it has completely disappeared.
"I can't blame Brother Xiang for keeping his skin outside. If he were kept around me and saw such scenes all the time, I'm afraid he would also have a psychological shadow!"
Yang Fan's face looked ugly.
He even dared not put this roll of human skin on his body, for fear that the human skin would swallow him if he disagreed!
Although he used the mighty power of God to kill his residual thoughts before, he still suspected that this human skin had some kind of hunting instinct! Otherwise, how could it be placed in a Buddhist temple for worship?
Yang Fan was very suspicious that it was simply to suppress the evil thoughts in it!
"We must find a way as soon as possible to refine this human skin. The risk of putting it on our body is too great."
Yang Fan made a decision, wrapped the human skin with Baifu Knot, and then threw the whole thing into the space of Yaksha Dharma.
Then he called the other three people.
After a simple meal, the group of three and a half people went straight to the divine capital.
The gate of Shendu has long been opened, and an endless stream of people entered and exited the city gate. Yang Fan looked at the city gate from a distance and stopped temporarily.
He called over Liao Ran and Jie Duan: "You go back to Fan and continue to lurk. You don't need to do anything. You just need to listen and watch more."
"Yes, Master."
The hands of understanding and determination are one, which is a gift.
Yang Fan looked at Duan again and said: "It's over, do your job well, I will definitely not treat you badly! Once a strong person who practices the Flesh Vajra Way joins, I will be the first to arrange it for you!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Liao Duan quickly said, "The poor monk has a junior brother, Liao Qing, who has always had a good relationship with the poor monk. When he entered the capital of the gods, the poor monk wrote a letter inviting him to come..."
"Um."
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction and gave him an encouraging look.
Look, this is true ideological enlightenment!
He watched Miao Ran and Jie Duan enter the divine capital. After a while, he took Zhang Cong and entered the divine capital again.
The reason why they were sent away was not just to find out what was going on with Fan. There was another extremely important and profound reason.
That is because he is too poor.
Although he had collected a lot of money, he had become a Blood Martial Saint and a Heavenly Master, and his daily consumption was like running water. How could he have any spare money to support so many subordinates?
If it weren't for Zhang Congxin, who seemed to be able to use it easily, he would have really wanted to pack it up and send it to Fan.
Wouldn't it be nice to let them be by Fan's side, eat Fan's food, and drink Fan's food?
At a critical moment, he can also cause a rebellion.
This is simply the perfect minion!
Thinking of this, Yang Fan happily took Zhang Cong back to his Donglin Villa and continued to study his newly obtained emperor's appearance.
On this side, Miao Ran and Jie Duan quietly passed through the back door of Prince Chen's Mansion and entered the palace. Several monks disguised as warrior monks quickly saluted.
Ming Ran waved his hand, sent them down, and took Liao Duanqian directly to meet Fan.
At this time, Liao Fan was teaching Buddhism to Zhu Zhaolin.
"...Buddhist cultivation of merit, The merit of being born every year is merit, and the way to cultivate is to have smooth thoughts, do something when you think about it! Do whatever you want, that is the way to merit!"
Zhu Zhaolin showed an interested expression: "What if I want a woman?"
"Just take it! Thoughts arise, thoughts reach, when you get what you want, you have cultivated your own merits!" Liao Fan said calmly.
Looking at Zhu Zhaolin's twinkling eyes, Liao Fan said: "If you keep thinking about it, there will be repercussions! However, you must not have delusional thoughts. Unfulfilled thoughts will damage your merits. If you fail to achieve your merits, you can only become a demon!"
"I see."
Zhu Zhaolin's heart froze, but he wrote these words down.
At this time, Ming Ran and Jie Duan also came in from the outside.
"See my Buddha!"
Miao Ran and Liao Duan asked each other to greet each other.
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Jie Duan."
"See Brother Abbot!"
He changed his name to Li Duan, intending to bring the relationship closer between the two.
"If you are willing to come to me, I will not treat you badly. Please settle down first and work hard. In the future, you will have a place in my Buddha heaven."
Liao Fan looked at it and was quite satisfied.
This junior brother has devoted himself to hard training for many years and has been consistent. Finally, he has become a Blood Martial Saint. As long as there is enough time, there is definitely hope to break through several more levels!
With his support, even heavenly beings have a three-point chance!
"Thank you, senior brother! I am willing to serve as your guide!"
Afterwards, he kowtowed again.
Liao Fan turned to look at Ming Ran and warned: "Jie Duan is a Blood Martial Saint. He should decentralize his salary according to the quasi-king level. Ask Liao Chen to prepare it in advance. There should be no shortage."
"Yes, Senior Brother Abbot."
After saying that, Miao Ran retreated with Duan.
Zhu Zhaolin saw this scene and congratulated: "Master has another Blood Martial Saint under his command. The future is promising!"
Liao Fan said with a smile: "There will be more in the future."