Mo Chunsheng couldn't help but beat a spirit, he felt a spirit, and said stupidly: "This ...... This one...... It's not entirely impossible......"

"What's the solution?"

Han Fang looked at Mo Chunsheng with sharp eyes like a sword, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Only...... As long as you find the legendary Blood Rebirth Pill, you can reshape your body with a drop of blood, or rebuild the body of the deceased...... Rejuvenated. ”

Mo Chunsheng said with a cold breath in his mouth, and a layer of fine frost hung on his eyebrows.

"Where can I find the Blood Rebirth Pill?"

Han Fang asked in a cold voice.

"Ask for ...... Please, let me get rid of those two true qi first, I'm ...... I can't stand it......" Mo Chunsheng prayed, he didn't think of using his ancient martial true qi to suppress those two true qi. However, his own strength is not very strong, and the exercises he cultivates are also ordinary exercises, which are completely incomparable with Han Fang's cultivation of Xuanyin Decision and Jiuyang Lu.

Therefore, his Gu Wu True Qi was simply vulnerable in front of the two True Qi of the Han Fang.

Not to mention suppressing those two true qis, even as long as they get close, they will be refined.

However, the Han side was indifferent to his prayers, and said coldly: "Say! ”

"This one I ...... I don't know......"

Mo Chunsheng stretched his donkey face and said, "If I knew, I would have gone to find it a long time ago." ”

Han Fang glanced at Mo Chunsheng, and saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so he didn't embarrass him on this issue, and then asked, "How can I revive that trace of consciousness in the corpse ghost's body?" ”

Mo Chunsheng's face was even more ugly, he was basically at the bottom of the ancient martial arts world, but he had read some more strange books than others, these things he had seen from various legends and miscellaneous records, but he didn't know if it was feasible at all.

But for the sake of survival, he can only say this.

After all, these things seem to give hope to the big evil star in front of him, and for him, it is better to have hope than no hope.

Mo Chunsheng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered something, and said, "You should have heard of the legend of Nezha, right?" ”

"Nonsense."

Korean medicine is served cold.

"The story of the gods is not just a myth and legend, but a great battle in the ancient martial arts world based on the ancient period."

Mo Chunsheng hurriedly said.

"You mean that Nezha shaved bones to return to his father, and cut flesh to return his mother, is it true?"

The South Korean side suddenly caught something, and a glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart again.

Mo Chunsheng nodded again and again, "Not only that, but even the story of using lotus root as a body after his death and enjoying the resurrection of incense in the world for three years is a prototype." ”

Han Fang suddenly fell into deep thought, for this kind of well-known mythological story, ordinary people will only laugh it off, and no one will take it seriously.

However, the Korean side also learned in Langya Pavilion before that in fact, many myths and stories are not imaginary, but are inextricably linked with the ancient martial arts world.

Since the spiritual energy collapsed and entered the era of the end of the law, the ancient martial arts gradually declined, and various myths and legends also disappeared.

History is always so strikingly similar!

"If you can find the descendants of the Li family in Chentangguan, maybe you can get a way to nourish the Yuan Shen and restore consciousness."

Mo Chunsheng said in confidence, and he didn't care if this statement was grounded and possible now.

However, when the Korean side heard this, their eyes lit up.

Although he could also see that this was Mo Chunsheng's nonsense, it was not necessarily unreasonable.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

"Dripping Blood Rebirth Pill, Chen Tangguan Li Family ......"

The Korean side silently recited it twice in his heart, and the flame of hope in his heart burned again.

"Ah......hh It's hot, it's hot, I'm going to blow up, I'm going to blow up! Please, kill me, I can't stand it anymore. ”

Mo Chunsheng was feverish, and there seemed to be magma surging in his body, making him roll on the ground in pain.

Where his body spoke, the weeds quickly withered.

Seeing that the situation was almost over, Han Fang immediately said: "Now give you one last chance, surrender or die!" ”

"I'm willing to surrender, surrender, the master is above, please accept the old slave!!"

Mo Chunsheng rolled over and got up, knelt on the ground and knocked his head a few times.

The world is so beautiful, he hasn't enjoyed it enough, but he is reluctant to die.

"Good!"

Han Fang put one hand on his shoulder, and quickly collected the two strands of true qi, but the wisp of true qi placed in his brain did not take back.

This is a means to restrain him, as long as he dares to do anything unfaithful to him, the Korean side can easily kill him, and he doesn't even need to do anything.

Feeling that those two terrifying true qi disappeared from his body, Mo Chunsheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole person collapsed on the ground, cold sweat broke out.

After a long time, I slowly came back to my senses and gradually regained some strength.

He raised his head, glanced at Han Fang with a complicated expression, and finally got up from the ground, respectfully saluted Han Fang, and said, "Master, may I ask what you command." ”

Han Fang nodded, he was quite satisfied with Mo Chunsheng's attitude, and he didn't have any worries, and immediately said, "Why do you want to help Wang Tianhong deal with me?" ”

Mo Chunsheng hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Because he has a piece of blood jade on his body, if I get it, I will have the opportunity to consolidate my Golden Pill, and it is not impossible to even impact the Real Dan Realm." ”

"Blood Jade?"

The Korean side wondered.

"It's a mutilated ancient martial spirit treasure."

Mo Chunsheng added.

The ancient martial spirit treasure is a powerful treasure refined by the ancient refiners, and after the ancient martial arts have been nurtured for many years, it has finally turned into a spiritual treasure, which has all kinds of magical effects.

It's just that now, the aura is scarce, the ancient martial arts are not thriving, and the refiners are even rarer, and the conditions for the birth of the spirit treasure have been lost, so most of the spirit treasures that still exist in the world are things that have been handed down from ancient times.

Each of these treasures is worth a fortune.

Even Buzhou Mountain attaches great importance to this kind of treasure.

"I see."

Han Fang suddenly said, "Let's go, follow me to have a look." ”

"Yes."

Mo Chunsheng nodded respectfully and followed behind him, not daring to be disrespectful.

The horror of the South Korean side has completely convinced him.

It may not be a good thing to follow such a demonic figure.

The two of them went one after the other, and soon returned to Jiang Xin Pavilion.

At this time, Wang Tianhong and the others had disappeared, leaving only the six people of the Little Knife Society standing there in a daze, like wooden stakes.

The South Korean side swept his gaze and soon found a motorboat on the river, galloping towards the lower reaches of the Jing River in the distance.

Don't think about it, Wang Tianhong is on top of the motorboat.

Han Fang was not in a hurry at all, but pointed to the six people of the Little Knife Club and said to Mo Chunsheng: "What's the matter with them?" ”