Chapter Forty-Seven: Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures!

"Click!" A black voice flew up from the ground and rushed towards the little prince on the bed.

"Not good!"

The closest to the little prince is Feng Wanli, seeing that the sharp claws of the royal zombie are about to pierce the little prince, Feng Wanli hurriedly deep his right hand, took the lead in grabbing the little prince's arm, pulled hard, and directly dragged the little prince off the bed.

"Click!"

Due to the intervention of the wind, the royal zombies pounced, and the extremely sharp claws directly smashed the wooden bed.

"Don't be afraid, look at me!"

Master Yixiu immediately took off the Buddhist beads around his neck, swung them out vigorously, and directly pulled out the zombies that pounced.

This string of Buddhist beads contains the Buddha nature of Master Yixiu, which is quite powerful, and the zombies are splashed with fire and retreat again and again, but it may be because the Buddhist beads have not been practiced into magic weapons, and they are not hard, that is, three or two times, the Buddha beads are scattered all over the ground, and in the hands of Master Yixiu, there are only three or two Buddha beads left.

"Oh no! no guy!" Looking at the destroyed Buddha beads in his hand, Master Yixiu couldn't help but exclaim.

"I'm coming!"

Seeing that Yixiu suffered, the four-eyed Taoist grinned, and walked quickly in front of the royal zombies, the huge body stood in front of the royal zombies and was not short, and the right palm as big as a fan was swung out even harder, directly slapping the royal zombies ten meters away, and the wind was even more vague to see the royal zombies' chest sunken by half an inch, and the power of a palm was so strong.

"Hmph, look at my King Kong not moving the body of the Ming King!"

Master Yixiu was not to be outdone, his eyes widened slightly, as if he was angry with the Buddha, his right hand condensed a strong golden mang, and blasted out hard, hitting the face of the royal zombie, the powerful force directly knocked his face crooked, and his body was like a sack, falling directly on the wooden board full of maltose.

"Huh!"

Looking at the ravaged royal zombies, Feng Wanli couldn't help but roll his eyes: "These two old guys, if they are so capable, they have to like to hide and tuck, just enlarge the tricks directly, they have to waste time with this royal zombie." ”

Although I know that the royal zombie will definitely die, I have to make up for the last blow, otherwise I can't get life energy, and I really don't know where to cry.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli returned the little prince to Qinqing and Jia Le, turned around and came to a large oil cylinder, and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "I want to see if this royal zombie has endless corpse qi." ”

"Knock! knock!"

When the wind turned around, Master Yixiu was pressing on the royal zombie, and his body was full of yellow mangs, and every punch would leave a pothole on the royal zombie.

No matter how strong the royal zombie is, it is actually just a walking corpse in the early stage of foundation building, although it can kill the Thousand Crane Dao Leader in the plot, but it is extremely difficult to deal with two high-level four-eyed Dao Masters and a Ikyu master.

The reason why there are so many dangerous plots in the movie is just a comedic effect, such as the four-eyed Taoist after performing the technique of inviting the gods, he directly crushed the royal zombies, and then if he didn't step on the glass slag, he would not be discouraged and cause a series of crises.

Due to the intervention of Feng Wanli, there is no mistake in dealing with the royal zombies, so it is extremely easy to clean up the royal zombies.

"Master, let me deal with this zombie!"

Feng Wanli took out a few fire spell talismans from his pocket and came to Master Ikyu.

"Huh!"

Yixiu Daoist smiled slightly, slapped the body of the royal zombie with both hands, and his body rose directly into the air, and his right hand pointed to the royal zombie who was dying on the ground: "Little brother, come on." ”

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, his face was full of joy, but he was not polite, and the spiritual power poured into nearly three fire spells in his hand, turning into palm-sized fireballs, constantly bombarding the royal zombies on the ground.

"Sting!"

Although the royal zombie was dying, the corpse qi on the surface of the body did not dissipate, and the fireball smashed on it and was directly extinguished by the corpse qi.

"It's really hard to kill!"

Feng Wanli picked up the oil cylinder with his right hand and smashed it directly on the royal zombie, and the strong smell of sesame oil spread out.

"Go!"

Feng Wanli was afraid that he would continue to be doused by the corpse qi on his body, and the ten fire spell talismans turned into fireballs and threw them directly on the royal zombies.

Although the fireball is not very powerful, but the number is enough, the corpse gas did not completely pour out the fireball, missed a little spark, and fell on the royal zombie, "boom", because of the sesame oil, the spark instantly became larger, and the zombie was completely covered in the blink of an eye.

"Crackling!"

The sound of flames burning continued to sound, and the stench of the originally charred zombies came from it.

"Stinky boy, don't burn my house!"

The four-eyed Taoist on the side looked frightened, and hurriedly kicked the royal zombie away.

"Ding Dong! Assist in killing the royal zombies, gain 50 points of life energy, and choose to leave this world immediately, and you can choose to stay in this world for 30 more days due to completing the task in advance. ”

Listening to the system prompt sound in his ears, the corners of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, for himself, 50 points of life energy are not precious, but the real value is actually the 30-day stay.

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Day 2.

Because he is a cultivator, the body of the Chizuru Dao Master recovered quickly, although his face was still pale and his movements were weak, but he was able to get out of bed and move.

"Senior nephew, you saved me this time, it stands to reason that I shouldn't refuse whatever you want, but the art of refining weapons is the foundation of my vein, and I can't easily teach it!"

Today, Feng Wanli took advantage of the gap when the four-eyed Taoist went to the town to buy an old hen, and specially came to Uncle Qianhe, just to find the refining method, but the result was very disappointing.

Perhaps seeing the loss of Feng Wanli, the Thousand Crane Dao Leader took out a dirty secret book from his bosom and said embarrassedly: "Although I can't teach you the refining technique, I have a copy of the Ten Thousand Refining True Scripture here, and I can give it to you." ”

"Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures?" Feng Wanli couldn't help but exhale, but he secretly said in his heart: "With such a lofty name, could it be a powerful spell book." ”

Seeing Feng Wanli's eager look, Daoist Qianhe touched his nose even more embarrassedly, and reminded: "This secret book only teaches you how to improve the ability of magic weapons, not exercises, let alone how to refine weapons. ”

Feng Wanli's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't understand the meaning of the Thousand Crane Daoist for a while, but his hand was not slow, and he directly stuffed the dirty cheats into his pocket.

"Ding Dong! Acquire the Ten Thousand Refining True Sutra LV1. "Almost instantly, all the knowledge of the Ten Thousand Refining True Scriptures, Feng Wanli has completely mastered it.

Feeling the knowledge in his mind, Feng Wan was embarrassed, and hurriedly replied: "I don't want to refine the true scriptures, can I return it?"