Chapter 2 Futian Emperor Sutra, Soul Fire Refining Blood

"Ahem, don't worry, lady, husband will soon catch up with the lady's pace. ”

When Chen Wuzhen heard this, not only was he not angry, but he smiled slightly, and his eyes looked at Fang Lingxi more gently.

"You, shameless!"

Fang Lingxi almost vomited blood-what about the pride of the good? What about the stimulation of the good? I stimulated you, but now it is you who stimulates me?

She also had a very ridiculous and strange feeling in her heart, but she suddenly lost half of her talent, and her state was actually very bad.

"Ling Xi, you have said it, I will be your husband after signing the contract, you ...... Look down on me, don't you want to recognize me as a husband?"

Chen Wuzhen said 'sadly', and then lowered his head, looking very lonely.

"I ...... The natural count I promised counted. It's just that your cultivation is too bad now! When you catch up with me one day, I'll beβ€”"

"What's the matter?"

"Hmph, let's catch up with my realm!"

Fang Lingxi's face flushed slightly, she snorted lightly, twisted her waist, and walked away.

Chen Wuzhen silently watched the pretty and slender figure go away, but his mood became extremely complicated.

"Girl, on the surface, you are 'supporting' me. On the surface, it was your Fang family who recruited me as a 'son-in-law'. On the surface, I was entrusted by my father to the Fang family, a door-to-door son-in-law, and a little white face...... But in this life, I will raise you.

I will give you happiness!

If I can't, see you find your favorite person.

In your previous life, you paid so much and paid off your debts for a lifetime, and now you still want to repay your debts?

No, in this life, it's my time to pay off my debts!"

Chen Wu muttered in his heart.

Then he closed his eyes and sat down in the courtyard.

In his mind, the ancient scriptures of the Futian Ancient Scripture suddenly appeared.

"Those who have been in the bush for a long time will fly high; Those who subdue to the heavens will succeed in the way, and those who open the heavens will lose the way ......"

After meditating for a long time, Chen Wuzhen's realm suddenly shrank as if it was shackled by a heavy Heavenly Dao Gate.

"Whoaβ€”"

The realm shrank by three points again, and the sixfold realm of the innate realm fell triple again, only stabilizing at the triple realm of the congenital realm.

The realm retreated, but Chen Wu was quite emotional in his heart.

"Emperor-level exercises, you can understand them but not pass them on, otherwise she won't be so hard to teach the little girl with a special method. ”

Chen Wuzhen thought about it and began to meditate, condensing the fire of the soul.

Re-condensing the Shinto soul fire, for ordinary monks, it is simply playing with fire and self-immolation!

However, Chen Wuzhen was reborn from the Divine Venerable Realm, and he was already familiar with countless details.

Half a day later.

A wisp of soul fire converged on Chen Wuzhen's eyebrows.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a wisp of purple fire swayed in his palm, which would be extinguished at any time, but it kept burning and did not extinguish.

"Soul Fire Refining Blood!"

Chen Wuzhen re-cultivated, condensed his bloodline, and transformed his talent.

"Boom-"

As the process of refining blood through soul fire continued, the 'spirit' level talent that Chen Wuzhen had obtained from Fang Lingxi also began to shrink rapidly, and soon dropped to the spirit level and became a nine-star talent.

The talent of ordinary people is based on one star to the best nine stars.

Above the nine stars, it is the spiritual level.

Fang Lingxi's current talent had not fully awakened, and he only had a one-star level at the spirit level.

After sharing half of their talents with Chen Wuzhen, the talents of the two of them were at the unstable one-star level of the spirit level.

And now, Chen Wuzhen has been refined, but his talent has fallen to the nine-star level.

In fact, this is not a real regression, but a kind of stability on the basis and an improvement in the foundation.

Only when the foundation is truly stable and grown, and the foundation becomes stronger, can there be a better future.

This is the core meaning of the 'Fu' of the Futian Ancient Scriptures.

Chen Wuzhen's transformation here, the benefits were naturally shared with Fang Lingxi through the talent law contract between the two.

Therefore, the original chaotic and violent True Yuan in Fang Lingxi's body also inexplicably calmed down at this time.

Fang Lingxi was a little surprised, feeling that these changes were a little unexpected, but she seemed to have a flash of inspiration, as if she had opened her mind, and she suddenly had some cultivation experience.

Immediately, Fang Lingxi fell into a state of some kind of 'epiphany', and the realm that he had originally fallen from began to slowly rise again after stabilization.

The vitality between heaven and earth was constantly surging, and it quickly converged on Fang Lingxi's side.

She knew that the opportunity could not be missed, so she immediately took out the pill to cooperate with her cultivation, striving to consolidate her talent and stabilize her realm.

"Emerald Oriole. ”

"Miss. ”

"For two or three days, I'm going to go into retreat. Chen Wuzhen...... Uncle, you take care of it for a few days. In addition, if the patriarch asks, he will say...... He has promised to join me...... I have the same room. And with my help, his realm is now innate sixfold. ”

"Miss, youβ€”Miss, Oriole knows. Cui Li will supervise his uncle's cultivation well! He has half of your talent, Miss, he is no longer a waste, it's time to rise!"

"You do things, I don't worry. Go ahead, if he has some special requests, don't wronged yourself......"

"As long as he can be recognized by Cui Li, he will be committed to him, what is it? ”

Fang Cuili, a maid dressed in an emerald green gauze skirt who doesn't look very old, but is extraordinarily sensible, has tears in her eyes, and her face is full of unwillingness and resentment.

......

"Ahh ”

Lying on the grass under the ancient pine trees in the yard, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Chen Wuzhen, who was holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, was extremely comfortable.

The soul fire refines the blood, opens up part of the power of the bloodline, and the body is transparent and unsullied, which is the so-called 'Futian Sword Body' entry state in the Futian Ancient Sutra.

In his previous life, he captured the Futian Ancient Scripture, but he was unable to condense the Futian Sword Body, just because after the awakening of the divine blood in his previous life, the divine body was too strong and he could no longer refine the qi and quench the body.

And now, everything is starting again, and he naturally enjoys this state.

"yes, that's comfortable!"

A shadow fell on Chen Wuzhen's face, obscuring part of the outline of the sky.

A wisp of fragrant fragrance permeates the air, refreshing the heart.

The voice was immature and cold, with obvious sarcasm.

"Oh, it's the Emerald Bird. ”

When Chen Wuzhen heard the voice, his heart fluctuated and he was quite embarrassed.

In his previous life, when Fang Cuili was thirty-seven years old, he helped Chen Wuzhen resist a fatal murder.

It was a powerful three-headed demon dog, carrying an extremely terrifying demon poison all over his body.

That time, Fang Cuili used her life to beg Chen Wuzhen to understand Fang Lingxi's hard work, hoping that the two would reconcile, but Chen Wuzhen thought that it was Fang Lingxi's remorse and coy attitude when he saw him rise, and he didn't listen at all.

After that, the demon poison on Fang Cuili's body exploded, and the evil demon dog ate it when it saw people, but it couldn't control itself.

After that, he had already found a way to solve the demon poison, but Fang Lingxi didn't know it, so he personally killed Fang Cuili - and it was when he was ready to detoxify Fang Cuili.

As a result, the contradictions between the two sides have deepened again.

Now, seeing the slim but slightly immature Fang Cuili again, Chen Wuzhen couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Everything, there is a chance to start over.

"Before...... The mediocre taste of my uncle also realized that people are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold. Isn't there a little unwillingness in my uncle's heart?"

Fang Cuili was silent for a moment, looking at Chen Wuzhen who seemed to have given up on himself, and his voice was cold.

"The world is hot and cold, and it is the norm for people to be warm and cold. How am I treated and how am I being discussed? After all, the mouth grows on others, let them say go, if I change, I will lose. ”

Chen Wuzhen's eyes narrowed.

From below, some of the silhouettes under Fang Cuili's emerald green gauze skirt can be seen.

The white ......

Phew, what am I looking at? What a beast, children don't let go!

Chen Wuzhen despised himself for a moment, but his gaze continued to look at it and did not take it back.

Well, it's bulging, it's really beautiful.

Fang Cuili sensed it, frowned, and her slender and straight legs instinctively clamped a little.