"The Shadow Corpse Seal!"

Taking advantage of the noon when the sun was at its strongest, Ji Fan spit out outside the cave for an hour, and only then did he pick up the stone book in his hand.

Regarding the Xuanyin Sect's spirit corpse refining method, Ji Fan seemed very hesitant.

The current living situation, although Ji Fan is not allowed to pick and choose, but the method of burning the sky valley and the method of burning the fire forging body that he practiced forged the foundation of yang gong.

The most important thing is the method of refining qi recorded in the Yin Corpse Seal, and no one can give Ji Fan guidance at this time, and he is not sure if it will be self-defeating to transfer Yin Gong to cultivation.

On the front and back of the stone book, there are dense spiritual inscriptions, not only recording the qigong method, but also some low-level spells, several pills, alchemy, and corpse refining techniques.

"The black-haired corpse is really strong, that young spiritual cultivator and the three martial artists joined forces, and some of them can't control it, it seems that the art of refining corpses and controlling corpses still has merit!" Discovering that there was a cultivation method on corpse armor in the stone book, Ji Fan couldn't help but think of the day when he distorted the black metal face of the hunchbacked old man.

Extracts corpse qi for the caster's use, and condenses flesh corpse armor.

"No wonder the face is so hard!"

Ji Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at his injured hands.

"This Pei Ling Pill has the effect of nourishing qi veins, and it can consolidate the foundation of Pei Yuan, which is very suitable for me, but I need Yulu Zhi, Lingjiao Flower and Green Ginseng as the main medicine, where can I dig it!"

Several pills in Shishu, Pei Ling Dan and Yun Yuan Dan were already relatively easy to refine, but Ji Fan felt that it was still very difficult for him.

Although Ji Fan knows the herbs, but the spirit essence is different, it is very difficult to find, the mountains are rich in resources, and there are many beasts, snakes and insects, once the spirit essence grows, it is either eaten, or there are demon beasts with high intelligence to take care of it, with his current ability, it is difficult to pick it.

Moreover, Ji Fan couldn't trigger the spiritual fire at this time, even if he had medicinal materials and medicine tripods, if he wanted to refine the medicine, he had to find a suitable earth fire, so as to increase the success rate and efficacy of refining the elixir.

"I don't even dare to make a fire, let alone find a fire. ”

At this time, Ji Fan also realized that he was too underestimated to survive alone.

The way of seeking cultivation is difficult, people's hearts are sinister, and if you are not careful, you may lose your life, Ji Fan knows that if a crisis comes, it is difficult to have a chance to start over, he just wants to live.

After putting the stone book into the box, Ji Fan took the long sword in the grass field, pushed aside the vines and returned to the cave.

"The stone book and the black-haired corpse can only hope for barter. Ji Fan moved slightly to the end of the cave that was not too deep, and immersed his consciousness into the molars of his left jaw.

"Woo~~~"

I saw Ji Fan open his mouth and flicker, and he gradually spit out a metal gourd that seemed to be wrapped in jade light.

Although Ji Fan felt that once the jade teeth were replaced, they were like his own teeth, but when he went down the mountain to the edge of the stream before, he still opened his mouth to take a picture of the water, and he didn't find the jade light in his mouth, so he was a little relieved.

"I took the metal gourd, and I don't know what the little black snake got in the belly of the mountain. That's what Ji Fan thought, he didn't turn the bottom in the belly of the mountain before, and he didn't do things perfectly, just hoping to leave something for the little black snake.

The trial of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect must be powerful, and Ji Fan is really a little worried about the little black snake.

Thinking about coming to those desolate places in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, there is nothing worth trying, Ji Fan guessed that the target of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect this time is likely to be a giant peak filled with red miasma.

"This little gourd must not be ordinary, but what is the use of it?" Ji Fan tried to rub the simple and round metal gourd with his hand, and came to the place close to the vine to observe.

The reason why he was in a hurry to fiddle with the stone book and the small metal gourd during the day was that Ji Fan wanted to see if it was possible to use the existing things to enhance his strength.

Although the poisonous wasps on the mountain are dangerous, if they don't provoke them, they won't be attacked by swarms, but the beasts are different, if there is really a bear, even if Ji Fan doesn't attack it, it is not safe to hide in this cave that is not deep.

On the bulging belly of the small metal gourd, Ji Fan's fingerprints surrounded by small ancient texts are still clearly visible, but there is no blood.

"Huh?"

Even without the help of the light from the tree vines, Ji Fan gently rubbed the small metal gourd with his hand, as if he had a faint inexplicable sense.

Before, in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, it was obviously not a good time to study this small metal gourd, but now Ji Fan has found a place to stay temporarily, and this is the opportunity to check this thing.

The small metal gourd did not suck Ji Fan's blood at this time, and there was no obvious abnormality.

"The texture on this gourd ......"

Ji Fan stroked the raised texture on the surface of the gourd, and inexplicably remembered the funeral spirit.

The bone meal, withered vines, and animal skins in the belly of the mountain, coupled with the lifelike raised flowers on the small gourd, and the texture of the dragon tendon giant ape that seemed to be trapped by the cross of rattan chains, flashed in Ji Fan's mind one by one.

"This dragon tendon giant ape, it seems to be unyielding and wants to struggle out of the flowers, it is not like the innate texture of the gourd itself, but it seems to be imprisoned, a little bit of devoured feeling, could it be said that the growth of the flower texture is devouring the power of the dragon tendon giant ape?" Ji Fan carefully observed the metal gourd for a while, and couldn't help but have some guesses.

Just like a plant grows in the soil and needs to extract nutrients from the soil, the convex and round texture of this small gourd gives Ji Fan such a feeling.

The more Ji Fan observed the dragon ape, the more terrifying he felt.

The muscles and flesh of the dragon ape's body are like dense heavenly dragons, intertwined and tied together, a sense of power from ancient times, which shocked Ji Fan.

"Such a terrifying dragon ape, will it also be imprisoned?So what is this little gourd?" Ji Fan set his eyes on the wooden stopper of the little gourd.

The small metal gourd does not look natural, at least the small wooden plug at the mouth of the gourd is a little out of place, but it also makes Ji Fan aware that this gourd may be able to be opened.

The annual rings of the wooden plug are round and round, as if they are innumerable, and Ji Fan, who looked at the wooden stopper, soon began to dizzy.

"Hiss......"

Ji Fan gasped, and hurriedly closed his eyes to restrain his spirit, I don't know if it was because he was frightened, and he felt a chill behind him.

"Roar~~~"

The sorrowful roar from ancient times seemed to come from the texture of the dragon ape raised from the gourd, and was perceived by Ji Fan in the dark.

Ji Fan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the imprisoned dragon ape, although it seemed to open its mouth and roar, its raised texture did not move.

Ji Fan was very familiar with the roar in the dark, he remembered that after taking the Yuan Blood Pill, under the influence of the ferocious medicinal power, in his perception, there was also a fierce beast roar, and even noticed a strong smell of blood, and finally the sorrowful roar gradually turned into a whimper.

This similar feeling even made Ji Fan wonder if the Blood Spirit Grass growing in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range would have something to do with this dragon ape.

Brought the small metal gourd to his ear and tried to shake it, Ji Fan didn't hear the movement, and then closed his eyes, but he didn't know why, and he felt that there was a faint blood qi fluctuating in the gourd.

After a while, Ji Fan realized something, and no longer used the sunlight at the entrance of the cave near the tree vines, and hurriedly moved to the cave to sit cross-legged, holding the small metal gourd with his right hand, and his thumb just pressed on the fingerprint mark on the bulging belly of the small gourd.

If there were outsiders in the cave, they would see that Ji Fan seemed to be in meditation.

"Woo~~~"

The ancient misty, spanning the years and eras, a mass of blood and qi is born of void and reality, slowly moving, exerting fists and claws, containing the ape body dragon potential, one move and one style to drive the primordial dragon chant.

Moreover, with the change of the move of the blood and qi mass of virtual and real life, Ji Fan even discovered an extremely unique true element running path.

Imprisoned in the thirty-six dragon ape orifices, the body of the dragon ape was transformed layer by layer.

Ji Fan tried his best to keep his mood unwavered, he wasn't sure if he had discovered the situation inside the little gourd, or if it was born from his mood.

Time passed slowly, and the virtual and real life of the blood and gas mass changed in the ape body and dragon potential, which was extremely difficult and profound for Ji Fan, and the evolution of this primitive vicissitudes was more like enlightenment and rhyme.

With Ji Fan's state of mind Gujing Wubo's comprehension, the true element running path of his physical body began to undergo strange changes.

"Snort~~~"

However, just as Ji Fan's flesh was steaming, the feeling of dryness and dryness interrupted his state of mind.

The physical body has no innate heritage, and Ji Fan is like a tree without roots and water without a source.

Even if a dry well is pressed, it is difficult to seep much water.

"I didn't expect the actual situation to be so bad, the mixed physical body true element is just the aura absorbed by the body over the years, as well as the accumulation of Dan power, even if it has been burned and forged, it is only strong outside and middle, no, maybe it is not even strong outside!"

Through the current situation, Ji Fan knew that he had lost his innate vitality, and his cultivation qualification had actually collapsed early.

finally got out of the control of the second aunt and the hunchbacked old man, Ji Fan couldn't help but hope that he would slowly get better in the future, but the cruel reality once again ruthlessly engulfed him.

Unwilling and hateful, Ji Fan's eyes were as deep as a pool, and he looked at the small metal gourd in his hand.

After burning the fire forging body, Ji Fan even thought for a while that Zhenyuan was like a mighty river rushing endlessly, but he didn't expect it to be the moon in the mirror.

"Is the essence really dry?"

Ji Fan was extremely calm in his heart, and wanted to take this opportunity to see his true situation.

The failure of Zhenyuan's unique washing operation made Ji Fan's attention unprecedentedly concentrated, and attention was an important factor affecting performance.

"As long as I can stay alive, I won't easily open the wooden cork of the gourd. Ji Fan looked at the raised dragon ape texture on the gourd, and smiled slightly as if he had some recognition.