Fang Yun actually spent so much effort to get rid of the chronic disease of Pure Yang Immortal Qi.
Moreover, 10% of the pure Yang immortal energy was left behind to prepare to recast the tower body for him.
Regardless of the outcome, Luo Xiaobei must be grateful.
Therefore, when the Pure Yang Immortal Sword sank into Fang Yun's body, and Fang Yun stood attentively, as if he was digesting it, Luo Xiaobei was quite nervous, with his eyes wide open, always on guard against the old turtle in front of him.
Pure Yang Immortal Qi has been taken away. If such a big movement alerts the old thief, it will be a big trouble.
I don’t know what method Fang Yun used to put the old thief to sleep. It would be terrible if this method was unreliable.
Fortunately, the old thief was still in a deep sleep, still rising and falling slowly on the pure Yang Immortal Qi, without any sign of waking up.
It wasn't until Fang Yun opened his eyes leisurely that Luo Xiaobei took a long breath and patted his chest: "I whispered, I'm really worried about you, how about it? Brother Jian, are you okay?"
Fang Yun nodded and said: "Well, my condition is not bad, but I ate too much at once and the sword was burst. It needs to be reforged. I also have some indigestion. I am currently in a deep sleep state. It is estimated that it will take some time."
It takes time to wake up.”
Luo Xiaobei took a breath and said softly: "As long as everything is fine, by the way, Fang Yun, I have some Nine Heavens Destiny Iron here, a very special refining material. It was a special refining material collected by the God of Craftsman from the north.
It is originally used to evade the Pure Yang Immortal Qi, and may be used to recast the sword body for Brother Sword."
Fang Yun's eyes lit up and he asked loudly: "How big is it?"
Luo Xiaobei quickly replied: "Beishen has used some, and there is still a large spherical iron ball with a diameter of about a foot. Is it enough?"
Fang Yun smiled: "Enough, such a big ball is not only enough for the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, but also has no shortage of main materials for your recasting."
After finishing speaking, Fang Yun sighed again and said softly: "Back then, Beishen was quite well prepared. If he hadn't been punished by God and had an accident, maybe he could help you recast the tower directly and make you the number one alien in the world.
precious."
Luo Xiaobei sighed and said helplessly: "I think so too. Over the years, my mentality has also gone through changes. There was a time when I actually hated Beishen. After all, he was the one who made me awaken.
Then it was him who made me trapped in this tower, unable to go anywhere, and extremely uncomfortable. Now that I think about it, he is equivalent to my father."
Having said this, Luo Xiaobei raised his head, looked at Fang Yun and said: "Now, I'm lucky to have met you, Fang Yun. If you can recast the tower body for me, in a sense, you will be equivalent to me."
reborn parents.”
Fang Yun glanced at Luo Xiaobei's wrinkled face and said to himself, I don't have such an old son: "You're welcome, I'm just doing my job. After all, it's every craftsman's job to restore you."
God’s lifelong pursuit.”
Luo Xiaobei hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Fang Yun, although I really don't want to say it, I still need to remind you..."
Fang Yun's heart moved: "Is there anything that needs attention?"
Luo Xiaobei said cautiously: "Back then, Xiangbei, the God of Craftsman God, had everything prepared and everything went relatively smoothly. However, at the moment when I was born with spiritual wisdom, the sky suddenly changed, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder fell from the sky, and Xiangbei died on the spot.
, that is to say, Xiangbei and I have truly suffered divine punishment. Now, if you want to recast the tower for me, will there be any changes?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment and said slowly: "Theoretically, I think it should not exist anymore, because you have already given birth to spiritual intelligence, and after so many years of suffering, this is equivalent to the disaster you experienced when you were born.
, it stands to reason that all great catastrophes will eventually end, and at this time, it should be time for you to turn around and find peace and prosperity."
Luo Xiaobei was overjoyed, with a heartfelt smile on his face: "That's good, that's good."
Fang Yun pondered slightly, and then said: "However, as a monk who helps you get out of this predicament, I may bear part of the cause and effect, and there may be some trouble in the future."
Luo Xiaobei groaned and said softly: "Then what should we do? Is there a way to avoid it?"
Fang Yun shook his head and said: "It's okay, don't think so much, just do it, cause and effect will cause cause and effect, don't be afraid of him."
Luo Xiaobei said with some embarrassment: "Fang Yun, I owe you a huge favor this time, and I don't know how I can repay you."
Fang Yun said with a smile: "You can't say that. We can only say that we each have something to gain. I can also gain a lot from you. At least, after I repair you, you can become a true craftsman god."
In fact, Fang Yun's gains were far more than that.
The Pure Yang Immortal Sword has absorbed enough Pure Yang Immortal Qi and begun to evolve. The future is promising. This is the first big harvest.
The Supreme Pharmacopoeia is merging with the Supreme Artifact Codex. Fang Yun just took a look at it quietly. After taking away 90% of the Pure Yang Immortal Qi, the fusion speed has obviously accelerated.
This is Fang Yun's second big harvest.
With just these two major gains, Fang Yun has already made a lot of money. It doesn't matter if he bears some karma.
Of course, Fang Yun is now helping Xuantian Pagoda. Once Xuantian Pagoda is truly restored, or if it allows him to take a further step, Fang Yun will be greatly indebted to Xuantian Pagoda.
This is the truth.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun said softly: "Xiao Bei, let me help you repair the tower body first. If you can recover after the tower body is condensed, then I want to set up a flame array in your special space.
When the time comes, I hope you can help me."
Fang Yun had done so much, and Luo Xiaobei was truly grateful. After hearing this, he immediately said: "It's no problem to set up the flame array now. I will help you take care of it carefully and I will never let you down."
Fang Yun smiled and said: "I'd better help you recast it first, so that you can withstand the power of my fire."
Luo Xiaobei laughed: "Fang Yun, are you looking down on others? With my ability, basically, there is no flame in this world that I can't bear..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Yun shook his fingers, and Tusita inflammation appeared on his fingertips.
With the tip of his finger, Tushita True Flame came out of his hand and landed on Luo Xiaobei's body.
Luo Xiaobei was stunned to hold back his words. He felt uncomfortable all over and screamed loudly: "Fang Yun, what kind of strange fire is this? Oh my god, it feels so uncomfortable. What kind of fire is this? Why can't I find it, but it's roasted to death?"
Personally, burn people to death, burn people to death..."
Fang Yun solemnly said: "Xiao Bei, you need to be patient. My power of divine fire can help you remove impurities from your body and help you smelt the God of Craftsman Bell. You can endure it to the best of your ability. If you really can't bear it, then call me
I stopped, calmed down, and then we continued."
Is this the pain Fang Yun was talking about?
It was so uncomfortable. Luo Xiaobei kept rolling in the air, humming from time to time. However, he remembered Fang Yun's words and would never stop until he reached the limit.
So many years of loneliness and so many years of disappointment have been endured. The pain now is the new hope. No matter what, we can't let it go.
Seeing Luo Xiaobei clenching his teeth and persisting, Fang Yun's heart moved, he flew up, and with his palms like wind, he sent out a series of palm prints, hitting Luo Xiaobei's body.
Luo Xiaobei's body was like a ball, being slapped by Fang Yun and flying around wildly.
By the way, at this time, Luo Xiaobei didn't even have the slightest doubt, so he asked Fang Yun to help him heal and strengthen himself.
If another monk with evil intentions came over and killed Luo Xiaobei, he wouldn't even know why.
Fang Yun really had no other thoughts. The purpose of slapping Luo Xiaobei was to strengthen the power of Xuantian Tower's weapon spirit and fundamentally make the foundation of Xuantian Tower stronger.
At the same time, Fang Yun was not idle outside the Xuantian Tower.
Pressing both palms on the Xuantian Tower, the Tushita True Flame fell under the Xuantian Tower and turned into a flaming lotus, wrapping the entire Xuantian Tower and starting to burn.
Luo Xiaobei's performance was beyond Fang Yun's surprise. He actually endured it. He was tormented inside and out, scorched inside and tender outside. He screamed and screamed, but he didn't stop and held on.