Subsequently...... It's the same as the legend you know. The unlucky monk was also accidentally sucked dry by the general, and the flesh essence was reincarnated. Absorbing the flesh and blood essence of that unlucky monk also made the general outrageously stronger, and many ancient monks were not its opponents. Speaking of this, the furnace spirit also had a smile on his face, obviously thinking that what happened to the unlucky ancient monk was funny.

"Oh, I see. Feng Qingyao just asked casually, but he didn't expect to ask such a secret. But this matter has nothing to do with himself, it is not so easy to get such a mutated monster as a general, and it will take a lot of time, Feng Qingyao doesn't think that he may encounter it.

"I've never seen a zombie made from a corpse, so I'll see if you refine another one. ”

"Zombies can only be refined with corpses, how can they be refined without corpses?" said the furnace spirit.

"Isn't there a ready-made corpse here?"

"Feng Qingyao, you monster, let me out!" Feng Qingyi roared there for a long time, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he rushed to Feng Qingyao's side, roaring and punching.

Although Feng Qingyi is a scholar, he has also practiced martial arts, and he also looks like a punch. However, Feng Qingyi's martial arts were full of loopholes in Feng Qingyao's eyes, and he didn't turn his head back and waved a finger at Feng Qingyi's eyebrows. Feng Qingyi's body surface was not scarred at all, in fact, his entire brain had been completely shattered by Feng Qingyao. Then the pupils of both eyes dilated and fell to the ground.

Ji Yanran looked at Feng Qingyao with a shocked face, she didn't expect Feng Qingyao to be able to do martial arts, not only but also ridiculously high. Feng Qingyao's finger just now seemed to Ji Yanran to be as straight as an antelope hanging on its horns, and it was natural without flaws, although his martial arts were good, but if he faced Feng Qingyao's finger, there was no possibility of dodging at all.

Qiu Xiang took it for granted, she had already seen Feng Qingyao's martial arts. Moreover, Feng Qingyao can even modify the internal strength and mental method, and he is obviously already a grandmaster-level figure, and his martial arts are not high.

Ji Yanran saw that there was no trace of surprise on Qiu Xiang's face, and asked a little puzzled: "Qiu Xiang, why aren't you surprised at all, do you know that your husband knows martial arts?"

"Yes, Miss, I know that my uncle knows martial arts. That day, the young nephew wanted to beat my uncle with an iron-smelting hand, but my uncle was easily defeated, and my uncle also taught me a set of martial arts. Qiu Xiang said happily.

Seeing Qiu Xiang's happy appearance, Ji Yanran felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Feng Qingyao is her husband, but her understanding of Feng Qingyao is not as good as that of Qiu Xiang, a girl, which is really a little unreasonable. Of course, Ji Yanran didn't have any bad thoughts about Qiu Xiang, but she just felt that she didn't care enough about Feng Qingyao, and she didn't know her husband as well as the maid who served the two of them, so she was a little annoyed in her heart.

Seeing Feng Qingyao kill Feng Qingyi with an understatement and no expression, the furnace spirit was surprised again. Normally, don't say kill a person, even if you kill a chicken, there will be a murderous aura. However, the furnace spirit didn't feel the slightest murderous aura on Feng Qingyao's body.

That is to say, killing a person is no different from killing an ant in Feng Qingyao's eyes, and if a person inadvertently steps on an ant, he will not have any feelings in his heart, and naturally there will be no murderous aura.

"What a ruthless boy, my old man has seen a lot of ruthless people, the three star monarchs of Seven Killings, Broken Army, and Greedy Wolf are all people who have killed countless people, and I am afraid that the number of people who died in their hands is too many to count. But even if these three kill one person, there will be some murderous fluctuations on their bodies. Feng Qingyao didn't have any feelings for killing, it was really ...... It's really ....... ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the furnace spirit couldn't think of an adjective to use to describe Feng Qingyao.

"Okay, now that there are corpses, you can make a zombie and I'll take a look. Feng Qingyao ignored the turbulent furnace spirit in his heart, and pointed to Feng Qingyi's corpse and said lightly.

"Are you begging me?" the furnace spirit, who was awakened by Feng Qingyao's words, looked at Feng Qingyao and asked.

"Please? Since you said that refining zombies as their own slaves is a very common method for ancient monks, then there is also a corresponding record in the Inner Heaven and Earth Ascending Pavilion, and I will naturally be able to learn it if I find it. It's just that I don't have time to study for the time being. I've told you many times that I'm not in the habit of begging. ”

Feng Qingyao glanced at the furnace spirit and said lightly.

The furnace spirit was very helpless when he heard Feng Qingyao's words, because what Feng Qingyao said was not wrong at all. There is indeed a record of alchemy in the Heavenly Pavilion, and the furnace spirit believes that with Feng Qingyao, a kind of anti-heaven qualification that can practice spells just by looking at the Dao Zang, it is indeed a very simple thing to learn alchemy.

Sighing, shaking his head, he pinched a magic decision in his hand, and stretched out his hand a little, and a faint gray-black air flow flew out from the furnace spirit's fingers and landed on Feng Qingyi's corpse. The gray-black air flow fell on Feng Qingyi's corpse, and soon completely wrapped Feng Qingyi's corpse, and slowly the gray-black air flow dissolved into the corpse little by little. When the gray-black air flow completely disappeared, the corpse of Feng Qingyi moved on its own, slowly got up and stood there motionless. Aside from the lack of eyes, it looks no different from a living person.

The furnace spirit didn't know where to take out an elixir and threw it out, and as soon as the elixir left his hand, it turned into a liquid-like thing, wrapping the newly refined zombie and dissolving it into the zombie's skin.

After the liquid on the surface of the zombie disappeared, Feng Qingyao reached out and knocked on the zombie Feng Qingyi's skin, and also made a sound like knocking on wood.

Ji Yanran and Qiu Xiang had never seen such a method, and they had never even heard of it. Shocked, he looked at the stinky furnace spirit and didn't speak for a long time.

Qiu Xiang stared at the furnace spirit with adoring eyes, and felt that this old man was so powerful that he could make a dead person move like a living person. felt that this old man must be a legendary immortal, but then he remembered that when the furnace spirit was facing Feng Qingyao, he often seemed to be very helpless, and looked at Feng Qingyao again and asked, "Uncle, is this powerful old man your subordinate?"

In Qiu Xiang's eyes, Feng Qingyao is already an omnipotent person, and it is normal to have such a powerful boundless subordinate. Ji Yanran felt that the furnace spirit should be a very close elder to Feng Qingyao, and she was shocked when she heard Qiu Xiang's words.

Ji Yanran was about to apologize to the furnace spirit, but heard Feng Qingyao say lightly: "You can look at it this way." ”

When the furnace spirit heard Qiu Xiang's words, he was furious and ready to scold Qiu Xiang, he was the furnace spirit of the Taishang Laojun gossip furnace, and the one who could be called his master in this world was the Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun, how could he be Feng Qingyao's subordinate. But then I remembered that my current situation, in a sense, was really Feng Qingyao's subordinate. Suddenly, he didn't speak helplessly.