Chapter 116

Xiao Chengzi's footsteps are sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

When it's fast, it's ten miles away in the blink of an eye.

When it's slow, you can't take a step in a day.

After a cold summer, and a spring and autumn.

Xiao Chengzi is still immersed in the artistic conception of forgetfulness and can't wake up.

Cheng is not in a hurry at all, she believes that Xiao Chengzi can come out on her own, the two of them walked one after the other, even if Xiao Chengzi is a cliff at his feet, Cheng Yi has never made a move, as a monk after a Yuan, even if Xiao Chengzi is not conscious now, he can also rely on instinct to avoid evil.

Passing through the mortal world, they also walked through several large and small immortal cultivation cities, and no one dared to stop their footsteps.

Finally, one day, a half-step monk appeared.

He was carrying a coffin behind him, seeing Xiao Chengzi's eyes dull and unconscious, he shook from her side, Xiao Chengzi's figure disappeared, and the coffin behind him instantly added 100,000 catties of weight, and his back was heavy, and the coffin almost couldn't hold it.

Yin Li Zhenren made a move, and a black mark flew onto the coffin, and the coffin was stable again.

He flew away with the coffin on his back, but he didn't see the small figure hidden in the shadows.

Cheng Yi just followed him from a distance and didn't stop him.

Yin Li Zhenren returned to the Yin Corpse Sect with the coffin on his back, this is his sect, just listen to the name, you know that this sect is mainly refining corpse puppets, otherwise, he would not go out with the coffin on his back, he came back quietly, and entered the mountain behind the sect for the first time.

As soon as you enter the back mountain, it is like stepping into another world.

This is a small place forged by the space folding technique, there is a huge altar in the middle, the altar is surrounded by an abyss, and there are blue flames burning below, and countless corpses and bones are piled up under the abyss, and the blue flames piece together deformed human faces from time to time.

Cheng Yi couldn't help but look at it twice.

This blue flame is actually a particularly rare among the earth fires - the Phantom Phoenix Flame.

This Yin Corpse Sect has some background, just a second-rate sect, and it can still sit on the Ghost Phoenix Hellfire.

On the altar of gloomy energy, there are many strange-shaped statues, one is more fierce than the other, and the rich death qi rises from under the abyss, and they all rush to the altar, and the yin real person strides forward, walking calmly towards the center of the altar.

There was a sarcophagus in the center of the altar, a man in a black robe, black hair scattered behind his back, with his back to him, with the movement of his hands, one after another complex tricks were quickly completed, and they flew towards the sarcophagus The male corpse with his eyes closed.

Yin Li Zhenren glanced at the corpse of the man, and then put the coffin next to the sarcophagus.

He pushed open the lid of the coffin, revealing Xiao Chengzi in the coffin, she was lying in the coffin with a dull expression, her big eyes were hollow and godless, like Chengyi, trapped in the coffin, her legs were still moving, as if she was walking, and she didn't realize that there was no road under her feet.

Yin Li Zhenren didn't speak, and stood there silently.

"Living Yuan Hou Monk, where did you get it?!" Yin Ying Zhenren opened his mouth, and his mouth made a hoarse sound as if it had been rusted, which was both harsh and unpleasant, and he exuded a strange aura on his body, and it was also wrapped with a rich dead aura.

There are also levels of refining corpse puppets, the lowest level is the dead corpse, the higher level is the extraction of the divine soul and then refining, and the higher level is the ability to lock the divine soul in the body and refine the living into a corpse puppet. A living infant cultivator like this, once refined into a corpse puppet, it would be the highest grade.

Of course, not everyone can be called the best.

There are some things that can only be understood, and there is no standard.

Yin Shen Zhenren only glanced at Xiao Chengzi with his divine sense, and knew that she was a superlative, her aura was pure, and there was a faint hidden vast aura, which would not be worse than the Avatar Monk. In addition, her vitality is extremely vigorous, and at a glance, she knows that she is in her prime, and her life span is very long, compared to those who have few remaining members of the Yuanying Monks, this one can be worth ten, or even more, these are her advantages.

Refining such a superb corpse puppet can definitely become the strongest corpse puppet of the Yin Corpse Sect!

And no one can compare to the corpse puppet of the king!

Yin Li is really humane: "I met her on the way, and I don't know what she was having an epiphata. ”

If she can have an epiphany, Xiao Chengzi will be able to get out of this state.

On the contrary, if she can't get what she wants, she can only be in this state in this life.

The real man turned his head, his face full of ravines was full of strange smiles, and the hand that was pinching the magic trick suddenly retracted, and with a wave of his sleeves, he closed the lid of the coffin, put away the male corpse, and with a gentle push, the coffin fell on top of a statue.

As soon as the sarcophagus was stabilized, the statue extracted the dead air from under the abyss by itself, and then injected the dead air into the sarcophagus through its hand, and the male corpse in the sarcophagus was entangled in the dead air, and the wisps of dead air began to seep into the corpse.

"I'm almost ready here, I'll give it to you first!" The Yin Ying True Man turned around, knocked a few more tricks, moved the surrounding statues, and surrounded the sarcophagus, and the dead air became more and more surging, all pouring into the sarcophagus.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Yin Li Zhenren was not polite to him.

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Cheng stepped on the golden lotus and stood in the air.

She looked at the ecstatic face of Yin Li Zhenren calmly, he put the coffin in the center of the altar, the altar of the Yin Corpse Sect was handed down from ancient times, and the formations laid on the altar were all from the hands of the ancient monks, as soon as the coffin fell steadily, he pinched the blue flame under the altar with both hands and led it up, and drilled up from under the coffin, calcining the little Chengzi lying inside through the coffin.

If you want to refine the best corpse puppet, you need to obtain the most central flame under the abyss, which is also the purest wisp of the Phantom Phoenix Hellfire, with the materials, material formation and death qi, it only takes two years to calcinate the Yuanying monk alive, and also trap the spirit in the body, and in another five years and ten years, it is to melt the Yuanying, and finally do it again, and after ten or eight years, the best corpse puppet can be baked.

The male corpse in the sarcophagus of the Yin Ying Zhenren was also a Yuan Ying monk before his death, and I don't know how many years the Yin Ying Zhen has been refining, and the Yuan Ying trapped in the corpse is already half-dissolved, but at this time, his spirit is still conscious.

Wanting to die and live is the most torturous.

As soon as Cheng pulled through the air, he grabbed the trapped spirit.

She took out a golden lotus seed and put the weak spirit in the golden lotus seed to nourish her.

Losing his soul, the speed at which the death qi in the sarcophagus seeped into the man's corpse accelerated, no matter how fast it was, what was the use?

She turned her head to look at Xiao Chengzi again.

The temperature around Xiao Chengzi's body rose instantly.

However, a strange scene appeared.

Not to mention her dress, just let every strand of hair intact.

Yin Li's real eyes flashed, and he tore a strand of hair from her head, wrapped his fingers around a few times and then tore it off, "It's more powerful than I imagined, and it's also my luck that I can pick up this treasure of yours." But no matter how powerful you are, do you still want to escape if you fall into my hands?!"

Throwing away the broken hair, he pinched the magic trick with both hands faster and faster, and the statues on the altar moved one after another, except for the ones that had been moved by the Yin Ming people before, and surrounded his coffin as the center, and under the firelight, these statues added a bit of weirdness.

The statue surrounded it, and the phantom fire under the abyss became more and more surging.

Xiao Chengzi's body finally changed, her fleshy little face was hot and red, and the speed of walking on her legs was much slower, she seemed to be brought into another red world, this world is not fast, nor slow, only an endless red.

Standing in this weird world, Xiao Chengzi is getting hotter and hotter, so hot that she wants to hit someone!

After a while, those statues were like extracting the dead qi from the phantom phoenix fire and injecting it into the coffin, and the environment around Xiao Chengzi changed again and again, suddenly changing from a flame-haunted body to a cold and piercing bone, and wisps of extremely cold breath were drilling into her body.

Xiao Chengzi didn't know what it was.

The source of life in the body is about to move, and I don't want to pounce on it.

Almost out of instinct, Xiao Chengzi suppressed the source of life in her body, not letting them mess with it, and she instantly fell from that red world into a cold and damp world, which was dark and unspeakably weird.

After that, Xiao Chengzi shuttled back and forth between the two worlds of black and red.

She was cold like a dead corpse, hot enough to explode.

I don't know how many times I have shuttled between the two worlds of hot and cold, and Xiao Chengzi suddenly had a thought in her mind, isn't she comprehending the artistic conception of slowness? Where is this? Why does she feel like she is in direct contact with death?!

Especially the dark world, it felt like everything was dead to her.

Yes, that dark world is dead.

But that red world is by no means alive.

When everything loses its color and becomes nothingness, that is, it is dead, just like this dark but nothing-for-nothing world, this is the world of death, if it can be integrated into the moves, can it also tear everything up?!

Obviously there is nothing, one black and one red can't see anything in the two worlds, but Xiao Chengzi has a feeling that she has the whole world in her hands, as long as she moves her hands, she turns her hands for life, and covers her hands for destruction, life and death are in her small palms.

In these two strange worlds, Xiao Chengzi can neither see her own hands, nor can she see whether there is really such a world in her hands, she has her eyes closed, what if she can't see with her eyes?

What does it matter to her if outsiders can't see it? She just wants to let herself see it and control it with one hand!

Xiao Chengzi slowly spread out her little hand, in her own consciousness, she held a colorful world in her palm, she turned her palm again, the world in her palm was instantly solidified, and with her movements, this world began to fade...... Please use the latest domain name to read books on this site