Feng Ping only felt that a breath of depression in his chest was blocked, and the constant pain from all over his body almost made him faint in an instant.

Before Zhang Yonglie entered the aura, although he was seriously injured, he was not in such pain, I think it must be that Chen Boya was beaten several times before he became like this!

"Fairy Zixia? Do you deserve it! ”

The wood attribute aura from the illusory space rushed straight to his brain, and in the next moment, Feng Ping fainted.

In the fog, he came to this illusory space again, and when he looked around, the seven or eight monks who could see the silhouette were now only two or three people left.

I don't know if it's because the time has not come, or if it's because I've given up on my practice, or if it's because the taboo has been triggered......

Feng Ping, who was painless, walked quickly to the position he marked, that is, less than half a meter behind Gongsun Hui.

Since the other party has not yet appeared, he can only breathe and breathe in the dense aura, and while starting to practice, he tries to repair the injured internal organs in his body!

Time passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

After practicing all night, Gongsun Hui did not appear, which made Feng Ping very disappointed.

I'm still thinking about asking for some disguise techniques, or the art of refining magic weapons!

The practice of suspended death is not completely cut off from the outside world, in that case, it is too easy to be killed.

Although the consciousness is not in the body, the body can sense the outside world, and during the night practice of Feng Ping, it was interrupted once.

That was when Gu Shunchang sent someone to send the copper furnace.

He endured the pain and exchanged pleasantries with the other party, and after the two of them left, he returned to the illusory space again.

At this time, there was movement outside the door again.

Feng Ping gritted his teeth, his consciousness returned to himself, and almost instantly, the pain also came.

The door opened.

Lan Fu and Gu Shunchang appeared in front of the door one after another.

"You're not dead, are you?"

"Nope."

"That's good."

Lan Fu said, spreading a huge cloth bag on the table, and suddenly the whole room was filled with a pungent smell of rot and fishy odor.

Feng Ping frowned, and tried to get up with difficulty, but he couldn't move at all.

"Have you read the content of "The Secret Art of Corpse Alchemy"?" Lan Fu said, spreading out the ancient book he had found from the middle hall of Niufu and placing it on the table.

"Remember... Remember... Probably. Feng Ping became weak again when he spoke.

"Deacon Gu, the way to mix the medicinal powder is on this technique, I hope you arrange people, don't make mistakes!" Lan Fu pointed to the corpse-smelling spiritual materials on the table, and said to the book "Secret Art of Refining Corpses".

"Lan Dian, please rest assured, I will personally supervise the things that the fairy explains." Gu Shunchang bowed slightly.

In terms of age and qualifications, he is much higher than the other party, but due to realm problems, Gu Shunchang can only obey the arrangement and carry out the orders of the prefect and Dengxian Pavilion.

"Okay, I've worked hard to take care of the deacon, this is the amount of seven days, the first time to soak in corpse materials to refine the body, it is different from the back, I hope you keep it in mind. Any mistake can trigger a taboo! ”

Lan Fu didn't forget to remind him.

There is no way, this matching corpse alchemy is very domineering, and if you make a mistake, you will directly destroy the person who refines the corpse!

"Remember!"

"I'll leave it to you here, I still have to go to Governor Zhang's mansion to recover my life."

Lan Fu took his leave, and with one step, the person had disappeared.

After he left, Gu Shunchang clapped his hands, and the three disciples guarding the door walked in quickly.

The leader was not Duan Lin, but the monk named Lin Xin.

Since Wu Hu's incident, this woman has entered Gu Shunchang's field of vision. Although her talent is not high, her mind is as delicate as silk, and it is most suitable for her to do the preparation of medicinal powder.

As for the other two, they are Kong Jiefu and Wu Qingxiang, who carried Feng Ping yesterday.

"The two of you, take the Secret Art of Corpse Alchemy and help him memorize. Lin Xin, you follow me to prepare the potion. ”

"Yes."

The three of them replied in unison.

"200 grams of corpse powder, 3 flowers on the other side, 20 grams of powder ground from the heart of the walking corpse, and 10 drops of saliva from the Xuanbing Golden Toad......"

Lin Xin endured the discomfort in his stomach, compared the porcelain bottles one by one, weighed the weight with a special technique, and poured it into the copper furnace.

It took half a stick of incense, and under the repeated confirmation of the two, the corpse was finally matched.

Lin Xin, as a direct contact, now only feels that her hands have a feeling of festering, she has not been contaminated with any corpses during the whole process, but she still gave birth to this abnormality.

You can see how domineering these materials are!

"Wu Qingxiang, hang up the prepared curtain!" Gu Shunchang continued to command.

The art of alchemy of corpses, without seeing any light, even if there is only a glimmer of light, will make the cow vigorously trigger the taboo, and thus die on the spot!

"Yes!"

When Wu Qingxiang heard this, he dragged in a large cloth bag from outside the door, and then blocked the only two windows tightly.

"Master, the ...... door"

"We're out, and you'll arrange the rest!" Gu Shunchang opened his mouth to Lin Xin and said, "Remember, first close the door, hang the curtain, and then carry the other party into the copper furnace in the dark." ”

Lin Xin took two deep breaths.

This morning, Deacon Gu arranged this matter for her, and now that she is really facing it alone, it is inevitable that she is still a little nervous.

"Understood!"

"After two hours, you can take him out of the furnace, remove the cloth bag, and open the door!" Gu Shunchang did not forget to remind again.

Originally, he did this, which was naturally the safest.

But two hours was too long for him to deal with any unexpected situation.

If you force it out, the ox in the copper furnace will definitely die!

Therefore, arranging a Qi Refining Cultivator is the only choice, and this person Gu Shunchang thought about it, and still felt that Lin Xin was suitable!

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will never cause any mistakes!" Lin Xin nodded heavily.

This person was sent by the fairy herself, and asked their master to protect her life, and if she died because she didn't notice it for a while, then she herself would definitely die!

"Take care!"

Gu Shunchang turned around and walked out of the house.

Lin Xin took a deep breath again, closed the door, and used a curtain to cover the light shining through the crack in the door.

In the next moment, the whole room was pitch black!

Relying on the faint perception of the aura, she came to Feng Ping's side in the dark, and asked, "Are you here?" ”

"It's... Yes. ”

Without light, Feng Ping also can't see.

Soon, he felt a pair of hands touch his body.

"Shhh

"Ahh Sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"No... Not... relationship, I'm hurt... Heavy, touched... Where... It hurts you as soon as possible! ”

"Okay."

Lin Xin leaned on Feng Ping's back with one hand, supported his two legs with the other, and picked him up horizontally.

Then he slowly moved to the location of the copper furnace in his memory, and gently put it in.

Feng Ping gritted his teeth the whole time, not daring to make any sound, for fear of startling the other party and throwing him out at once!

He sat in the copper furnace and began to operate the alien aura in his body according to the mantra of the "Secret Art of Corpse Alchemy......