Fang Jin followed the two female ghosts to the resting chamber, the wing room as a whole is divided into an inner room and an outer room, although it is said that the two female ghosts are served, but Fang Jin did not do anything to them, two souls, even if he wants to do anything, it is an illusion, and Fang Jin has no interest in them.

I just let them stay in the outer room, and I went back to the inner room and lay down.

What Grandma and Nie Xiaoqian said after Fang Jin left, Fang Jin didn't know, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care, the purpose of his trip was only one, that is, to get as much origin as possible, and he was not interested in other things at all, even if he stayed here with Grandma, it was just to make it more convenient.

After lying down, Fang Jin began to investigate the black book in his dantian, saying that since he came to this world, he hadn't checked his own changes properly.

First of all, under the inner look, I saw that the original black book had disappeared, and what remained in the dantian was a thin piece of black gold paper, which was blank, and the original methods of refining corpses and witchcraft were also gone.

Fang Jin was a little tempted, it was useless, this piece of paper did not change much, it just floated quietly under the rich corpse qi.

Fang Jin's mind moved, only to see that the black gold paper in the dantian disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it appeared in Fang Jin's hand, he looked at it carefully, and then felt it with his hand, it was not made of animal skins or trees, it should be a material he had never seen, it was very delicate to start, some like human skin, but it was different.

Got up and took the candlestick on the side, Fang Jin put the black gold paper on the candle flame and waited for a while, took it down and looked at it, there was no trace at all, after thinking about it, Fang Jin stretched out his hand, only to see a green flame the size of a bean appeared on his finger, this is the unique corpse flame of zombies in the Jindan period, as long as the cultivators under the Jindan period touch a little, they will quickly burn their life origin, as for the Jindan period, although the effect is greatly reduced because of the power of the Jindan to protect the body, but it cannot be ignored.

Slowly put the black gold paper on top of the corpse flame, refining it little by little, a minute passed, ten minutes passed, an hour passed, Fang Jin took the black gold paper down, there was still no trace, not even the temperature or anything changed.

"Something interesting." Holding the paper in front of him and looking at it, although Fang Jin still couldn't see the origin of this thing, it was a treasure just because he wasn't afraid of corpse flames, "Collect!" As soon as his mind moved, the black gold paper in his hand disappeared, and instantly reappeared in Fang Jin's dantian.

This thing can't see the effect for the time being, so Fang Jin can only put it aside for the time being, and talk about it later.

After checking the black book, Fang Jin began to try his zombie body, only to see him sit up from the bed, the flesh and blood all over his body dried up in an instant, and his two ordinary eyes also changed into the dark green of Guo Tianyou, and his long dark red hair fell directly to the ground, and a trace of black qi came out of his body, like a cloud and mist, and at the same time, an extremely evil aura began to spread around like a domain.

The two female ghosts in the outer room were infected by this breath before they could react, and they were transformed into hideous-looking evil ghosts in an instant, but the next moment the evil aura disappeared quickly like a stream of water, and the two female ghosts also recovered in an instant, but they fell unconscious.

"Whew!" In the inner room, I saw that Fang Jin had changed back to his original appearance, the impact of the zombie's true body was very great, if he hadn't changed back quickly just now, then it would have been possible to alarm the tree demon grandma, but the two female ghosts outside were still infected by the evil breath, that is, the breath of the underworld, don't look at it now, it has also returned to its original state, but it is like a brand, as long as it is infected, then it can only be Fang Jin's slave before the soul is scattered.

Generally speaking, after Fang Jin turned into a zombie, his own strength did not weaken, but increased a lot, if he fought with his previous self now, then the final victory must be now.

With a thought, the two female ghosts in the outer room woke up directly, there was no strangeness, no doubt, the two of them directly pushed open the door and walked into the inner room, and knelt down after seeing Fang Jin: "Xiaoqing (Xiaozi) has seen the master." ”

"Very well, you still do what you used to do, and don't let anyone find out." Fang Jin nodded.

"It's the master." Xiaoqing, Xiaozi answered.

"Let's get out." Fang Jin waved his hand and let the two ghosts out, which can be regarded as some secrets he planted here with his grandmother, although it is of little use.

After doing this, Fang Jin began to cross his knees on the bed and quietly breathed up, although this method increased his strength very slowly, but it was still a long time to compete.

………

In a blink of an eye, a week passed, during this time, except for a few humans who were not long-eyed and overly greedy came to Lanruo Temple to seek pleasure, nothing happened, and Fang Jin was talking to his grandmother in the palace every day, during which he also understood a lot of different ways of living and some common sense, and he was also completely familiar with his own zombie body.

On this day, when Fang Jin thought that he was still spending it peacefully, the smiling grandmother in the palace suddenly spoke, and the next moment her face became a little gloomy.

Fang Jin insisted on his divine sense and swept outside, and saw a bearded man dressed as a chivalrous man walking into Lanruo Temple with some luggage on his back.

"This should be Yan Chixia." Feeling the aura of strength that is not inferior to his own, with a fierce look on his face but a righteous aura exuding from his body, Fang Jin thought in his heart.

"I don't know if I live or die from there, but I came to my grandmother's ground." Grandma snorted coldly, but strangely didn't go out to have a look, just glanced at Fang Jin and then raised the wine glass and drank it all.

Grandma didn't go, Fang Jin naturally wouldn't go to Yan Chixia's trouble at this time, he was still waiting for Ning Caichen to appear, since the Demon Beast City plot, Fang Jin faintly understood some ways to obtain the origin without relying on the bronze coffin in the general trend, that is, to participate in it when the general trend opened, although Fang Jin didn't know how effective this method was, but why not give it a try.

Fang Jin also raised his glass and gestured to his grandmother, and then drank it all, patience he had.

However, grandma didn't want to provoke Yan Chixia, but Yan Chixia didn't want to let go of grandma, and before midnight, a few big men with tigers on their backs ran into the temple, one by one, with fierce faces, holding steel knives, laughing and discussing how much they had just gained, and a few of them even had bloody heads in their hands, which looked like they had just been cut off.