The further Shinto goes, the longer it takes. Don't look at it, it took him less than ten years to step from the ninth rank to the fourth rank, but Fang Hong didn't have the slightest confidence that he could enter a level that was enough to resist the Mandate of Heaven before his physical death. If there is no physical protection, his divine body will be directly exposed to the void, and an existence that exceeds the fifth rank will definitely directly attract the killing of the Mandate of Heaven.

Unless he can find something like the Ancient Raft of Doom or like the Lucky Celestial Maiden, he will scatter his divine body and divide it into countless clones.

The ancient raft of Doom was built at great cost by the Shinto powers, so how can it be said that they will find it. As for the second type, after turning into countless doppelgangers, each individual is no longer himself, and this method is even more undesirable.

Therefore, the method of delaying the aging and decay of the body has a vital effect on him.

"Zhang Zhangjiao, you go back first, I see that the scenery here is good, and I want to stay here and watch it for a while." Fang Hong turned his head and said to Zhang Yanxiao.

"This ......" Zhang Yanxiao still wanted to be close to Fang Hong, but listening to Fang Hong's tone, it was clear that he wanted to break him away. He is also a person of knowledge, even if he is not happy in his heart, he has to get up and say goodbye.

After Zhang Yanxiao left, Fang Hong's figure instantly dissipated, turning into a puff of smoke, swaying with the wind. The next moment, he appeared next to the hanging coffin.

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the water vapor stirred, turning into a force, directly shattering the coffin, and a black and yellow dried corpse appeared in front of him.

The corpse's abdomen was shriveled, its skin was cracked, and its hair looked like weed, as if it had been dried for a long time. However, Fang Hong covered the other party's body with his thoughts, feeling the life force in the other party's body inch by inch.

"Bang. Half an hour later, the heart of the dried corpse beat slightly again. Although the movement was very small, it was like the sound of a drum, resounding in Fang Hong's ears.

Fang Hong's face was grim, and after thinking for a while, dozens of crystal clear thoughts flew out and quietly submerged into the body of this dried corpse. These thoughts are vaguely linked to each other. And then, with a slight flick of his palm, a divine power popped out and fell into the body of the dried corpse. Divine power is a fundamental force that can evolve everything, and naturally it can also be transformed into a life force.

However, as soon as this divine power entered the dried corpse, it was quickly absorbed. And the dried corpse is still the same, and there is no change at all.

Fang Hong continued to release his divine power, and all his divine power disappeared quickly like a mud cow entering the sea. Until most of the divine power in Fang Hong's body disappeared, the dried corpse still did not react.

At this moment, Fang Hong's heart began to hesitate. Now that the situation is still unclear, he has consumed so much divine power, in case of any accidents, he is afraid that he will not be able to deal with it.

But soon, he made a decision, and quickly visualized the serpentine totem in his heart, recovering the lost divine power, and his hands were not slow at all, and continued to urge the divine power, instilling the only remaining divine power into the body of this dry corpse. Anyway, he comprehended the truth of the wheel of life and death, and even if there was an accident, the worst thing was just to lose some thoughts.

Finally, after another quarter of an hour, the dried corpse suddenly trembled. Although the trembling amplitude was small, it gave Fang Hong hope.

"Poof. Just as he was about to continue to urge the divine power, the dried corpse's eyelids suddenly trembled, and he actually opened. His eyeballs had long since decayed and disappeared, and his eyelids were open, revealing only two small black holes.

"Bang. Two purple flames rose from the small hole, and the faint light, like a real pupil, Fang Hong looked at one of them, and he had a creepy feeling.

"Who? Who are you...... The breath of the gods...... Damn it......" The dried corpse's mouth didn't open, but with the fluctuation of the two purple flames, one after another incomplete information was transmitted.

Fang Hong was about to ask about the other party's origin, but the dried corpse suddenly stood up, his arms were like chicken feet, and he grabbed Fang Hong's body.

"Whew. Fang Hong opened his mouth and spit out, and a strong wind rose out of thin air, and the dried corpse was blown by the wind, as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer, and flew out several feet horizontally, smashing on the dry coffin boards, smashing those coffin boards to pieces.

After this dry corpse was blown down, not only did it not suffer any damage, but it seemed to be inspired to be ferocious, and it rushed towards Fang Hong again. And this time, he's faster and more powerful.

"It's kind of interesting. Fang Hong also knew that he couldn't defeat this dried corpse with a single force of wind. This dry corpse can survive in this world for more than 200 years, and that body must be extremely strong to withstand the wear and tear of time.

"Damn...... Damn it...... The gods have been destroyed, how can the gods still remain?" The dry corpse became stronger and stronger as time passed, and although the speech was still intermittent, it was already able to say complete sentences.

"Pong. Fang Hong opened his hand and grabbed it, and an orange-red flame appeared in his hand, he didn't make a full move, otherwise this flame would at least be blue.

The flame burst out in an instant, turning into a fiery dragon and smashing into the body of the dried corpse. "Click. "Being smashed by this fire dragon, the dried corpse flew out at a faster speed.

However, when a piece of its skin was burned off by the flames, the yellowish and black color on the original dried corpse turned faintly golden, as if a stone had been cut open, revealing the beautiful jade inside. In this gold, there are also circles of black threads, which are full of a strange beauty.

"It's such a powerful body refining method, it can actually produce threads. Fang Hong looked at the veins on this corpse, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration, he had practiced the "Taishang Tribulation Method" and "Dragon Walking Elephant Throwing Method", both of which have the method of tempering the body, if the body is polished to the limit, it can indeed be like metal, giving birth to infinite veins.

Above the rivers and lakes, there is a simple body refining method, which is called what iron cloth shirt. What is an iron cloth shirt? Once you have good luck, the veins around your body are intertwined, as if forming an iron shirt. Of course, these may also be gimmicks made up by people in the rivers and lakes, at least until now, no one has been able to train the iron cloth shirt to this point.

"Bang bang bang. Fang Hong's fingers flicked continuously, as if waving a lyre, and countless fireballs smashed out in an instant, bombarding all over the body of the dried corpse. And with the bombardment of the fireball, the body of the dried corpse became more and more golden and shiny, as if it was made of gold and bronze, and the originally thin body that was almost like a skeleton turned out to be much more pleasing to the eye.