"That's it, it's still early, everything is waiting to be seen!"

Taihao retracted the desolate color, stretched out his hand, and a crystal clear flower appeared in his hand.

According to the records of the Hundred Herbs, "this flower is called the Netherworld Flower, grows in the emperor's tomb, among the ancestral tombs, its appearance is crystal clear, like a crystal carving, the flower has a fragrance, permeates thousands of miles, the living beings smell it, they must go crazy and die, so it is called the Netherworld Flower." However, the extremes of things must be opposed, and the same is true of this Netherworld Flower, the Flower of Death, on the contrary, has the effect of the living dead, which has to be amazing!"

Such a terrifying flower, held in Taihao's hand, but he couldn't even vent a trace of fragrance, I saw Taihao put his hands together, wrapped the Netherworld Flower, moved slightly, and then let go, how could there be a Netherworld Flower in his hand, only a crystal clear powder slowly drifted down, turning into two green smoke and drilling into Qin Bufan's nostrils.

After doing all this, Tai Hao clapped his hands casually, scattered some of the pollen stuck to his hands, and then stepped into the Taihong Tower, the tower door slowly closed, the soft light gradually receded, and finally merged into Qin Bufan's dantian.

And the little pollen scattered was floating at random, drifting and drifting to a bird's nest under the eaves, and landing on a black bird's egg the size of a fist.

The next day, early in the morning,

The sky is silent, the sky is bright, the night is about to disappear, and the dawn of the morning slowly awakens the sleeping creatures......

"Click!", lying on the bed all night, Qin Bufan, who didn't know life and death, suddenly stretched out a hand and pressed it heavily on the edge of the bed.

Sit up, spread your arms, make a lazy waist, and make a "hum" in your nose, and with the twisting of your body, the blood scabs on your body swished and fell.

"Huh?" looked at the blood scab that was falling from his body, his face turned white in vain, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes!

Even though his heart is as strong as meteoric iron, the feeling of flesh and blood falling off piece by piece, and breaking his muscles and bones inch by inch, still makes him feel terrified.

Seeing himself decay and wither, and there was nothing to be done! It was terrifying to think about it, but fortunately, this pain was not to endure in vain, thinking of this, Qin Bufan's face became a little gentler.

"Heaven and earth are big and earth, and human body is small and 、、、" Qin Bufan pinched the magic trick, his eyes closed, and his mind slowly sank into the dantian.

Dantian is also known as Yuantian, because the immortal power of the human body is born from this.

At this moment, Qin Bufan's dantian, nine strands of milky white silk threads were intertwined and twisted with each other, gathering into a ball, and as Qin Bufan's heart moved, it instantly turned into nine dragon snakes, jumping in the meridians around Qin Bufan's body, until it completed a Zhou Tian operation, and finally gathered in the dantian, entangled and gathered.

"Is this fairy power?"

Qin Bufan clenched his fists, feeling the surging power, and almost cried out excitedly.

"Boom!"

Qin Bufan used his fist and blasted out a punch at the house wall in front of him, and a huge and invisible force poured out with Qin Bufan's fist, surging towards the house wall, smashing it to pieces.

"I 、、、"

Qin Bufan stopped talking, his face was dull, he looked at the wall that had become shattered, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Tsk!

"The strength is three thousand, this statement is really true, but this consumption is too terrifying!" Qin Bufan explored the dantian, and found that the nine wisps of immortal power consumed three wisps in an instant, and this consumption was really useless.

The immortal power was born through the Book of Changes, and the wisps weighed 3,000 catties!

"The Body of Gods and Demons!"

Qin Bufan let out a light surprise in his mouth, and the black light on his body was stacked, like a newborn god and demon.

The strong muscles, with a jet-black luster, are like carved out of iron, giving people a surging sense of oppression.

"What a strong force!"

Qin Bufan waved his fist casually, feeling the power blooming from his body, and couldn't help but admire.

The physical strength of the body is 27,000 catties, which is not weaker than the power of the nine wisps of immortal power.

This is the horror of the body of gods and demons!

An ancient sutra is often divided into two parts, one is the Dao Tibetan volume that inherits the exercises, and the other is the Dao chapter volume that inherits the techniques.

And the inheritance of the Taoist scroll of the "Panwang Sutra" is the cultivation method of the "Body of Gods and Demons", which integrates the refining of the body and the cultivation of immortals into one furnace, and the two must go hand in hand and complement each other when cultivating.

In this way, you can avoid the trouble of finding another body refining method to temper your body, after all, the way of body refining is also one of the avenues in the world, and the strongest people who are often the best in the world will also cultivate one or two body refining methods to enhance their combat power.

Even in ancient times, it was another lineage, and it was the way to specialize in cultivating the body, and those who achieved it were all people with monstrous combat power.

And this is also the reason why Qin Bufan threw away the "Taihao Ancient Scripture" and chose the "Panwang Sutra".

Of course, Qin Bufan will not completely abandon the "Taihao Ancient Scripture", after all, the inheritance of its Taoist chapter scroll is also difficult to find in the world, such as the "Eight Pole Steps" comprehended from it, which is enough to be used endlessly, and although the Taoist chapter volume of the "Panwang Sutra" has been studied, it has always felt obscure and difficult to understand.

"Whew!"

After receiving the body of gods and demons, Qin Bufan breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his whole body was transparent and extremely happy.

"Vision!"

Qin Bufan shouted softly again, and the room suddenly shone brightly, and a white jade tower appeared out of thin air, hanging in the air, looking at this vision of the white jade tower, Qin Bufan's mind trembled slightly, his cheeks moved lightly, and his expression became gloomy.

White jade tower, twenty and five layers, the body of the tower sword and axe Zhao traces densely, engraved with the scene of ten thousand spirits, the breath is simple and cangsang, on the plaque, there are two words printed with Taihong.

Isn't this the Taihong Pagoda in the underworld?

Qin Bufan's doubts gradually rose, and he frowned.

After a long time, Qin Bufan's face turned pale, he took back the vision, and his doubts were pressed to the bottom of his heart, because these were not what he could explore now, and when he had not caught it, it was only right to be silent.

Reaching out and touching the blood scab on his face, Qin Bufan got up, left the bed, and walked towards the outside of the house, he remembered that there was another clear pool not far away, which just washed away the blood scab of this life.

As he stepped over the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the corpses of two black birds in front of the door, snuggling up to each other and kneeling in front of the door.

There was a tremor in his heart for no reason, and he recalled the clear sorrow of last night, and the sorrow made his heart tremble, and the last bit of brilliance broke out when he was dying, breaking through the imprisonment in one fell swoop, and once turning into an immortal.

"But I don't know why your two birds fell here, but it is a great luck to be able to sleep together, but I don't know where your nest is?"

Qin Bufan sighed, and only after making a circle did he find the nest hanging under the eaves.

"I was taken care of by you last night, and the kid is grateful, so the kid sent the two home to chat about his heart!" Qin Bufan picked up the two birds, stroked the silky black feathers, jumped up, hung them under the eaves, spread his eyes and looked at the nest, and saw a fist-sized black-shelled bird egg.

Surprised, he raised his head to take down the bird's nest, put the two-word black crow in his arms into the nest, and then carefully took out the bird's egg and held it in the palm of his hand.