When Zhiming was angry, the sky above the entire Fahua Temple began to gather clouds.
As a Buddha who failed in Nirvana, he still has great power.
For a moment, all the monks in the temple became frightened.
"Who is it? Which eminent person came out of seclusion?"
"This aura...could it be which master?"
It was like the aura of the end of the world enveloped Fahua Temple. It was noisy at first, and then became dead silent, with people trembling and afraid to make a sound.
Of course, the turmoil at Fahua Temple has nothing to do with Yang Fan.
At this time, he had already left Fahua Temple, and a group of four people appeared in Chunxi Town outside Longhui Mountain. They found an inn and settled down directly.
In the room, the two broken eyes were full of resentment, and his scalp was numb.
"Brother, if you think about it carefully, this is definitely not a bad thing!"
Ming Ran advised.
Du Duan looked like he wanted to eat him, and said bitterly: "I believed your lies and lost half of my body. Why don't you tell me that this is not a bad thing?"
Ming Ran laughed dryly, covered his newly acquired legs with his robe, and said earnestly: "Brother, think about it, how long will it take for you to work hard and break through the flesh vajra? Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years?
?A waste of life!"
"Why don't you take the opportunity to exchange for half of the fleshy Vajra's true body. After digesting it, wouldn't it greatly reduce your training time? With senior brother's qualifications, he will definitely be able to achieve double-entendres in three to five years!"
With a categorical tone, he then said pointedly, "I remember Junior Brother Qing, I have a very good relationship with him, we are practicing the Flesh Vajra..."
The silence ended.
Knowing it, he kept up his efforts and said: "Senior brother, look, you were originally a Blood Martial Saint, but the master cut you in half, and we have two Blood Martial Saints!"
"With such a great achievement, the master will definitely remember your contribution!"
"Thank you so much."
Jie Duan felt that he was tired, turned around and left the room with his legs turned into blood. He decided to go to Shendu, settled down and immediately wrote to Junior Brother Qing.
Watching Duan leave, Miao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
He touched his new leg with great interest, and his eyes narrowed with laughter.
The legs of the Blood Martial Saint!
I don’t know how many qi and blood orifices have been opened. As long as I digest these, with this half of my body and open some more qi and blood orifices, it may not be impossible to break through and become a blood martial saint!
Although he is not the legendary Zhoutian Perfect Blood Martial Saint, the Zhoutian Diagram is so rare, and how difficult it is to open the corresponding 360 apertures?
It's better to choose a safer method. As long as you reach 180 Qi and Blood Apertures, you still have a chance to break through and become a Blood Martial Saint!
A little weak, but he is still a Blood Martial Saint after all!
Suppressing the evil and demonic nature in the body can be done reluctantly. At least the true king of the third level can be expected!
Zhang Congxin, who was sitting next to him, looked at those legs with an envious expression on his face.
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to give it a try.
"Ahem, Master Ming Ran, when the master gave me your leg, I felt extremely guilty. Now, a new person has joined. How about this? I will sacrifice a little and make an exchange with you to replace your leg.
Returning it to you can be regarded as returning it to its original owner. You just need to give me that pair..."
"roll!"
She glanced at him clearly, but it was nothing but a pair of legs!
Zhang Congxin sneered and left with a face filled with regret.
And here.
Yang Fan hid in the room, completely covering the interior with Baifu knot, and then looked at the golden body he had brought back. It was as heavy as a mountain.
If Baifu Knot had not been a Taoist weapon with special power, it would have been difficult to take out the golden body.
"The most urgent task is to cover up the aura of this golden body. Otherwise, I can't always carry such a burden..."
Yang Fan began to study.
"After all, it is a piece of human skin. You might as well use skin refining to swallow it and increase your own heritage!"
Whatever he wanted to do, he did it, but Yang Fan didn't expect that something strange happened. The golden body's relics actually gave birth to a faint Buddha's light, which hindered his refining!
"Huh? No! This Buddha's light is not born from the golden body's remnants!"
Yang Fan suddenly discovered something unusual.
Through the cracks behind the golden body, Yang Fan hesitantly reached in and groped. Soon, he noticed a problem. There seemed to be another layer inside the golden body!
Stab!
He tore it violently and pulled it out from the inside of the golden body.
It is still a piece of human skin!
A faint Buddha light shrouded the human skin, making it look full of sacred flavor. However, with the appearance of this human skin, Yang Fan felt a sense of crisis.
It seems that a terrifying consciousness is about to awaken from the human skin.
Weird and evil.
Like a strange ghost shadow.
How could it be possible that this human skin could be so carefully hidden in the golden body by Imperial Master Zhiming, and even secretly accept the incense from Fahua Temple?
Therefore, Yang Fan activated his magical power without hesitation.
"Tianwei! Tianwei! Tianwei!"
The power of the divine soul surged out, and streaks of divine power fell on the human skin.
The black demonic figure was obviously not a soul, but the remnants of human skin, but even so, it endured the power of eight magical powers before wailing and disintegrating!
The eight consecutive magical powers completely dried up Yang Fan's soul, and also lost a little life span, and a wisp of white hair grew on his head.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
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Yang Fan sat down on the ground, his face like gold paper: "What a danger! What the hell is this old guy hiding in his golden body!"
He shook the human skin suddenly, wanting to find out what was going on, but the next second, a slightly familiar young face appeared in front of him.
"Wait a minute, this is... Zhu Huan! The late Emperor of the Ming Dynasty! And he looks so young! What the hell is going on!"
Yang Fan's expression changed drastically, and the human skin in his hand subconsciously dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Then, he grabbed it in his hand again.
"The appearance of an emperor!"
In the end, it was the desire for money that took over.
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Is this the past body in the imperial mausoleum, or the future body that has disappeared?
Yang Fan was a little wary.
"It stands to reason that giving birth to such Buddha's light cannot be achieved overnight. In other words, this is probably the future body that has disappeared!"
Shed off the three bodies and live out the second life.
It feels really stressful to hold the human skin of such a character!
"However, after all, he has the appearance of an emperor! If my brother can do it, I can do it too. After eating it and wiping it clean, who cares about the Ming Dynasty Emperor!"
Yang Fan was so cruel that the worst he could do was not refine it into an external appearance, but directly transform it into his own strength and increase his own heritage!
The emperor is ultimately the emperor of others.
He will refine his appearance!
"I am the future emperor! I will refine myself!"
His cheap brother just raised the nine bodies to perfection and then merged them into one, but Yang Fan didn't want to do this. Instead, he saw a different path from the "Nine Emperors Skin Refining Way", that is - using oneself as the emperor, transforming into one.
For the kings!
"However, whether it succeeds or not, it still needs to be verified in the illusory inheritance land."