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Chapter Thirty-One: How Much Hair?

It was getting dark soon, and in the dead of night, an invisible energy burst out in the alchemy room. The lid of the cauldron flew up, and countless medicinal residues splashed out. A figure rushed out and stood on the cauldron, his body covered in fiery red with traces of white gas.

Slowly fluttering, little bits of brilliance flowed on the surface of the skin, and Fang Yun's physical body finally achieved success. At this moment, he felt that he could smash a thousand-jin boulder with his physical body alone.

Inside the cauldron, the liquid had dried up, and all that was left was some medicine residue. Fang Yun looked at his body, and there was a faint flow of light swirling, and the precious light overflowed, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of joy and excitement in his eyes.

"It seems that the effect is not bad!" Lian Jin walked out of the room, looked at Fang Yun with squinted eyes, and said: "But don't be too happy too early, this is just the beginning, what you have practiced before is just to temper your muscles.

Refining bones.”

"It's just the beginning and it's already so powerful." Fang Yun whispered with shock in his eyes.

Lian Jin snorted coldly, "The physical body is far more powerful than you think. You are not even a drop in the bucket of the great physical body."

Fang Yun frowned. He had been burning in the cauldron for a whole day before he could get this insignificant result. How difficult it would be to cultivate the physical body in the future was beyond his imagination.

"Don't you believe it?" Lian Jin said, "Then I will let you know how fragile your current body is."

Lian Jin formed a straight line and rushed towards Fang Yun, arriving in an instant. He raised his palm and struck him.

Peng!

Fang Yun resisted with his Taiquan, and suddenly his body flew out like a cannonball, hit the wall hard, and hit the ground with a thud. Then a sharp sound broke through the air, a cold light flashed, and Fang Yun felt a stinging pain in his arm.

, a dagger was inserted into the wall and took away a string of blood beads from Fang Yun.

"I only used less than 50% of my strength, and your skin was already torn apart." Lian Jin said calmly, "Do you feel that there is a weak energy running deep inside your internal injuries?"

Fang Yun took a deep breath, and when he calmed down, it turned out that just as Lian Jin said, the internal injuries he had just suffered from the shock were constantly recovering. This power was very subtle, but very miraculous.

"This is..." Fang Yun was shocked. He didn't know much about physical cultivation. He originally thought it only enhanced physical strength and toughness, but he didn't expect that it also had the ability to repair injuries. This shocked him. According to Lian Jin,

Yes, the level I have reached is just a drop in the bucket, but there is such a weak repair power in this drop in the bucket. You can imagine how terrifying it would be if the physical body reached its extreme.

"Reaching the ultimate physical body is not as simple as you think. From ancient times to the present, no one has ever been able to cultivate to the point of immortality." Lian Jin's eyes gleamed and said, "If there is really an immortal person in this world.

, there is such a person in the legend."

"Who?" Fang Yun's eyes were shocked and he asked.

Lian Jin shook his head slightly, "This is just a legend. No one can tell whether such a person actually exists in the world."

A touch of awe appeared in Lian Jin's eyes, and he raised his head and looked out the window: "His name is Xuan Mo! According to legend, he has an immortal body. In that era, he dominated the ups and downs of the world for thousands of years, and was unrivaled."

"What happened next?" Fang Yun asked. Such a supreme figure with an immortal body should still be alive in this world. Why has he never heard of such an existence?

Lian Jin said: "I don't know what happened later. The world has undergone earth-shaking changes. It was a disaster that simply subverted the laws of the entire world. Countless people were buried in a sea of ​​blood, and not many people were lucky enough to survive. Later,

The traces of the mysterious demon will remain undisturbed."

"Some later generations speculate that all this may be God's will. Xuan Mo has lived for too long, which is contrary to the laws of nature. It's time for someone to come and collect him, but it's not man, it's God!"

"Heaven?" Fang Yun frowned, "Could it be a god?"

"I don't know. After all, this is just a legend. In addition, later generations made things out of thin air, and the various events that happened that day make the whole thing extremely complicated. Not to mention that there are various public opinions in ancient books, and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

"Lian Jin shook his head.

"So, if you want to reach a position beyond the reach of ordinary people, you have to endure hardships that ordinary people cannot bear. You are just the beginning. The road ahead will be even more difficult and long."

"Then what should I do?" Fang Yun asked.

"If you want your physical body to be indestructible, you must first do it step by step from the inside out. The strength of your muscles and bones can directly affect the strength of your entire physical body, so you must first be reborn." Lian Jin said.

In the next few days, Fang Yun spent most of the time in the furnace. The remains of the ancient demon bear were soon used by Fang Yun as materials. Lian Jin left a bear paw for future use in refining medicine. The fire was once

Each time it became more violent, the medicine became more powerful each time, and Fang Yun finally experienced earth-shaking changes in his body.

Inside Wujiang Mansion.

"What is that Fang Yun doing recently?" Wu Jiang sat lazily on the Grand Master's chair and asked casually.

Yang Bai quickly replied: "Since Senior Brother Wu Jiang came back, Fang Yun has never come out since he returned to Danyao Mansion. He must have been afraid that Senior Brother Wu Jiang would kill him, so he huddled in and did not dare to come out."

Everyone present, including Yang Bai, laughed at him, but Wu Jiang remained silent, his eyes dark and deep, no one knew what he was thinking.

"By the way, this old guy Lian Jin has been out on the channel these days. Every time he goes out, he collects a lot of medicinal materials and comes back." Wu Tong said.

"I don't care what Lian Jin is doing. The key is that Fang Yun stays behind closed doors, but he is a bit abnormal." Wu Jiang said.

"It's just Fang Yun, not worthy of senior brother's attention." Yang Bai said with a smile.

"I did underestimate him at first, but after learning about his various performances in recent years from your mouth, I realized that he is not as simple as he seems on the surface." Wu Jiang said.

Yang Bai and others were surprised. They didn't expect Wu Jiang to have another opinion about Fang Yun.

"It's just a clown. What's the difference between Senior Brother Wu Jiang wanting his life and crushing an ant? I think Senior Brother is overly worried." Yang Baixian smiled attentively.

Wu Jiang snorted coldly, "Why did someone transform from a person who was unable to practice to a prodigy comparable to the three outer sect heroes? And he was able to do it in such a short period of time, but how about you? Can you do it?

?" Wu Jiang glared at him in disgust, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Bai's arrogant attitude of belittling the enemy.

"This... must be because the old guy gave him some magical medicine that made his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds."

"Okay! Don't deceive yourselves and others. Things like elixirs can only have a auxiliary effect at most, and they have little impact on a person who is making rapid progress." Wu Jiang said.

Yang Bai wanted to say something else, but Wu Jiang waved his hand in disgust to signal them to leave. Yang Bai immediately swallowed his words and led a few people out of the hall in despair.

Wu Jiang was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, staring closely at the spot where Fang Yun had stayed before, his eyes flashed coldly, and then a strong smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard from father, are you the son of God? Haha... I hope you really are. If so, I will be even less likely to let you live." Wu Jiang smiled sinisterly, his eyes even more fiery and greedy, "

I will seize your mark of the gods and fall to the world! I am invincible."

Danyao Mansion.

"This is already the seventh day, are you sure you want to continue?" Lian Jin asked.

Fang Yun was naked from the waist up, his whole body was red, and traces of whitish gas kept coming out of his body. He could feel the blood in his body boiling, and rays of light were rotating on the surface of his skin. However, Fang Yun was still not satisfied, no matter how much he had to endure.

Despite the pain, he jumped into the furnace without hesitation.

When Lian Jin saw this, his eyes showed surprise, and then he showed a satisfied smile, activated the original fire, and continued to refine Fang Yun's body.

With such endless smelting, Fang Yun's days are like years, and the muscles and bones in his body are growing stronger day and night. The surface skin is constantly festering and reorganizing, and a brand new skin is fused, extremely powerful.

Seven days later.

Fang Yun broke out of the cauldron, and a terrifying aura vibrated. Fang Yun's whole body was glowing, and his skin was flowing with brilliance. His originally fair skin was now bronze, like cast steel, exuding a trace of luster. Every trace of his skin contained a trace of luster.

An extremely powerful force.

"Lian Lao! How much are my current achievements worth?" Fang Yun looked at Lian Jin with bright eyes and laughed.

Lian Jin looked closely at Fang Yun's whole body. His current body was many times stronger than before. He turned his wrist and struck Fang Yun with a dagger.

The cold light flashed as fast as lightning, but Fang Yun still caught it in his hand and snapped it in half with his bare hands.

"Old guy, you still want to do this, you think I, Fang Yun, am a three-year-old child." Fang Yun joked proudly.

"No big or small!" Lian Jin snorted, then waved his sleeves, turned around and walked out the door. At this moment, he smiled happily.

"Hey! Old man, you haven't told me how much it is!" (To be continued)


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