As I said before, Lan Yuan Zhenren has learned a lot of miscellaneous things, and he has learned all kinds of Taoist methods, and even many of the methods of the side door and left path are all from him.

To say that this method of practicing the bronze body horizontally is really a side-door left way, and practicing this method can neither attain the Tao nor live a long life, but only practice to strengthen the body.

To be honest, Yang Chenyu is now stimulating ninety percent of the dragon veins, and the strength of the physical body alone is comparable to the physical body that can be practiced by the method of horizontal training of the bronze body, so this kind of left path method is of no use to Yang Chenyu.

But it was different for Thorn Langji, since he had no cultivation fate, then Yang Chenyu could only use such low-level means to help him.

The next day, Yang Chenyu was not in a hurry to get on the road, his divine eyes could see the light of incense rising into the sky in the distance, and after crossing the land bridge, there were several small countries east of Taixi, which was the fringe area of the Amen religion.

Yang Chenyu didn't know what would happen after he entered, so he decided to stay near this hill for a while to lay a good foundation for Thorn Langji, if he encountered danger, at least Thorn Langji could escape with Xiao Ming, so as not to make himself afraid.

The child was sleepy, Yang Chenyu came back from absorbing the purple qi from the east, and the two children were still sleeping quietly under the protection of the giant scorpion.

Yang Chenyu did not let the giant scorpion return to its original form and appear in front of the two children, but just let the giant scorpion guard in the form of an ordinary scorpion, even if it was accidentally stepped on by the two children, it was impossible for the giant scorpion to die.

Yang Chenyu did not wake up the children, but sat down cross-legged, flew out of the talisman spirit bell and hung above his head, and made several talismans to shield the surroundings, so that the idle people could not enter the radius of several miles, and then took out a porcelain bottle, patted the cap of the bottle, shook it slightly, and a little golden light fell out, this golden light was just about to move, but Yang Chenyu grabbed it in the palm of his right hand and couldn't move.

If you look closely, this golden light is the golden flea that Yang Chenyu caught at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The golden flea was suppressed by Yang Chenyu in a porcelain bottle. It's been almost a year since he didn't eat or drink, and he is still full of vitality, even if Yang Chenyu's right hand is covered with a layer of blue light, it is still painful to be hit.

Yang Chenyu couldn't help but scold: "You also know that today is over?"

After scolding, Yang Chenyu pinched the flea to death. I made a decision. Two traces of soul were pulled out of the blurred golden pulp.

Everything in the world has a soul, it's just a matter of strength and weakness.

Although this flea has been mutated by the plague bell for a long time, its essence is unchanged, only one soul and one spirit. was fixed in mid-air by Yang Chenyu.

However, the xenomorph is a xenomorph after all, and the tenacity and strength of this soul alone are better than that of dozens of mortals combined, but what makes Yang Chenyu even more concerned is the body of the flea that was crushed by himself, and his blood is surging, even if he is dead. turned into meat paste, and it was also a stream of qi and blood entrenched on the meat puree, which did not dissolve at all.

Thinking that this should be the qi and blood formed by fleas absorbing the blood of sheep and other creatures, and even the blood sucked by fleas under its control, it also has to share some of it, so it is normal for qi and blood to be so vigorous.

Yang Chenyu had long wanted to dispose of this flea, but he saw that his blood was surging and his soul was strong and tenacious. It's a pity to destroy it like this, this time I wanted to refine a suitable spiritual weapon for Thorn Langji, so I found the flea that had been forgotten in my sleeve for a long time.

This can be regarded as making the fleas atone for their own blood sins.

Yang Chenyu thought for a moment, this Thorn Langji is a land bridge person, and he can't understand many things in the East. If you refine an oriental traditional spiritual weapon for him, it may not be easy to use.

Thinking of this, Yang Chenyu took out an alloy ingot and drew out the three-color fire. Refining it.

The alloy ingot quickly melted into a mass of metal liquid under the high temperature of the three-color fire, and Yang Chenyu thought about it. took out the pen of the edict and gently sketched it in mid-air, and in less than half an hour, a pair of fist gloves that combined the two different styles of Taixi Yan and Huang appeared in front of him.

Then Yang Chenyu pointed to the mass of metal liquid with his right hand, and the lines of the fist gloves turned into a golden light and merged into the metal liquid, and the metal liquid suddenly boiled and changed, and countless metal fragments containing impurities continued to fall out, and the metal liquid gradually changed into the shape of the fist gloves.

Just after the fist gloves were fully formed, Yang Chenyu once again sketched a rune diagram, for the current Yang Chenyu to sketch a rune diagram It doesn't take much time, not to mention that the number of moire patterns in this rune is only hundreds.

Yang Chenyu gently pushed the fist gloves into the rune diagram, and the rune diagram suddenly wrapped a pair of fist gloves in a roll, and hundreds of moire patterns were presented, immersed in the fist glove, and after all the moire was immersed, Yang Chenyu threw away the soul of the flea and integrated it into a fist glove.

As the appearance of the boxing gloves flashed with golden light, Yang Chenyu showed a satisfied look on his face, and it was done, this pair of spiritual weapons was formed.

After putting the fist gloves in his sleeve, Yang Chenyu used the three-color fire to quench the flea meat mud again, removing the impurities, leaving only the boiling qi and blood in it, and then a wisp of mana wrapped the refined boiling qi and blood to form a pill.

At this time, Yang Chenyu woke up the two of them, took out a copy of "Qingjing Sutra" and handed it to Yang Xiaoming to study on his own.

For Yang Xiaoming's professor, Yang Chenyu adopted a step-by-step approach, allowing him to read many Taoist scriptures, no matter what, after memorizing it first, he slowly explained the meaning of the content inside.

This cultivation path can't pull out the seedlings to help it grow, it's just right to do it step by step, which one of Anziyu and the others is not like this.

As for Thorn Longji, it's different.

Yang Chenyu summoned Thorn Langji to his side, took out the pill formed by flea's qi and blood, and said slowly: "This pill can strengthen the qi and blood in your body, which is good for you, but it will be very painful, are you willing to take it?"

"It hurts, and the last thing that Thorny Longji is afraid of is pain! Thorny Longji has been pricked by a needle, but he hasn't cried!" As if he felt that his uncle had underestimated him, Thorn Langi, who was less than eight years old, clenched his fists and shouted with pride.

"Okay, you take it. Yang Chenyu smiled slightly and handed the pill to his palm.

How did the young and ignorant Thorn Langji know that the qi and blood contained in this pill are xenomorph qi and blood, and it can indeed enhance qi and blood after taking it, but there is no harmony between heterogeneous qi and blood and his own qi and blood, and the pain after taking it is not as simple as being pricked with a needle!

Yang Xiaoming, who was standing not far away and was reading carefully, heard the voice, turned his head to look, but was discovered by Thorn Langji, in order to show his bravery and strength in front of Xiao Ming's sister, Thorn Langji did not hesitate at all, and swallowed the pill in one bite.