"Good. ”

Time is pressing, and Fengchen's action is also very fast, after getting the method, quickly perceive, analyze and practice. He was just not good before, not that he hadn't studied. Therefore, it is very fast to get started at the moment.

In just half an hour, Fengchen has been able to skillfully seal and burn various talismans, and he has practiced several times to ensure that nothing goes wrong. Then the corpse soldiers were immediately released, and the quasi-operation began.

Looking at the hard-working creature in front of him, a faint coercion naturally emanated. Even today's wind and dust are faintly depressing. After all, this is the power of the middle Mahayana period, and he is far beyond his reach. Stretched out his hand and patted the corpse soldier's body like an immortal soldier's fine iron, slightly awkward.

"Action. ”

Fengchen took a deep breath and didn't hesitate too much, the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable his situation became, and the lower the likelihood of a successful operation.

Under Fengchen's order, the corpse soldier stood motionless, as if he was picking up. Fengchen gave full play to his interest in corpse soldiers, of course, not that "interest".

Runes, rows of spiritual compilations, and spiritual thoughts kept hitting the corpse soldiers. Then it left an illusory light and shadow on the body made of fine iron, and then gradually disappeared.

There are more and more runes written, and Fengchen's face is getting paler and paler, and the consumption is obviously very huge. Personally hands-on operation, Fengchen finally realized the feeling of the original blood Ling'er. I was faintly distressed, but the movements of my hands never stopped. If you stop at this moment, all your previous efforts will be wasted. Damn, Fengchen gritted his teeth and insisted.

Gradually, Fengchen felt that the sadness around him seemed to be a little thicker. This makes Feng Chen happy, and there is a reaction, which means that it is about to succeed. With hope, Fengchen's movements are getting faster and faster. Finally, as the last rune took shape, it was slapped by the wind and dust and landed on the corpse soldier's eyebrows.

In this way, the charm falls, the formation is formed, and the momentum rises.

Whether it is success or failure, we will see now.

Finally, I didn't let the wind and dust down, after the runes fell, it was just a few breaths. The dreary and oppressive weather was unprovoked, and it was very small at first, and then became more and more intense, until it formed an amazing wind and wave, and the core of the wind and wave was where the corpse soldiers were.

Feng Chen can clearly perceive that it is not the wind that flows in this wind and waves, but the omnipresent sorrow, the sadness that is almost condensed into substance, which makes heaven and earth sigh and make all living beings sigh. Except for the spontaneous filling of the air, the earth is more like an endless nest. The inky black gas continued to surge upward, and then surged towards the corpse soldiers. The sky seemed to be half dark, and Fengchen didn't dare to stay around for long, lest he be accidentally assimilated.

Hurriedly pulled away and watched from afar, not forgetting to sigh.

"It's a lot of movement. After all, no matter what, this movement was also self-inflicted, and a faint sense of pride rose. It's just that deep down in my heart, Fengchen is a little worried. The vests here were too strong and too numerous, and he really didn't think that one day he would be able to see emotions that were almost condensed. This spiritual power that should have been invisible and ignorant has been condensed into substance, and you can imagine what a tragic story that once happened here.

In this way, can the corpse soldiers still hold up? I'm afraid they are going to be blown up. Fengchen knew that although the materials for refining corpse soldiers were extremely rare treasures, it did not mean that his capacity was unlimited. Such a turbulent torrent in a short period of time is not far from exceeding the upper limit.

The mind is connected, and Fengchen's sense of this is also very clear: "I can't even absorb this, it's difficult, I have to think of some other way." Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be long before this corpse soldier is really scrapped. ”

"Alas, a headache, a real headache. "The sorrow here has been attracted by the corpse soldiers, and Fengchen's mind has returned to clarity, but it feels like a headache even more.

"If you can't do it, you can find a way to condense into energy beads first?" After thinking about it for a moment and patting his head, he felt more and more that this matter was feasible.

If he wants to do this, he must use the corpse soldier as a medium, otherwise he will not have the ability to do so for the time being. It's just that such a complex energy guidance instruction should not be thought about with the hazy intellect of the corpse soldiers. It's not very smart in the first place, and it's not bad if it's been so shocked, and it doesn't dissipate directly. Fengchen still has to get started in person.

Wrapping his divine consciousness in Qingyuan Zhong, he finally broke through the black storm, and Fengchen took the opportunity to squeeze away the spiritual wisdom and take over the corpse soldiers. Everything was okay, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly understood the situation around him, and at the same time, a very simple method of condensing the golden pill at the level of the road goods appeared in his mind. Then Fengchen still guided the huge power of grief accumulated in the corpse soldier's body to run Zhou Tian, and then entered the dantian.

Yes, he is trying to condense this sorrow into a pill by condensing the golden pill. This is not a gratuitous loss. Jin Dan, Jin Dan, in fact, is also a method of using itself as a furnace to refine and cultivate the Dan. It should be universal.

Of course, this is just speculation, and the specific situation will only be known after trying.

There was no time to wait any longer, Fengchen's movements were proceeding very quickly, and everything was developing according to expectations, unexpectedly smooth, just like when he was cultivating by himself. It's like a natural fit, and it's relaxing. Driven by the huge force, the Sorrow Pill in the corpse soldier's dantian was about half the size of an egg, pitch black as ink, and it was about dripping and spinning.

Then the corpse soldier raised his head, and the sorrow Dan was spit out by him. Fengchen reached out and summoned it, pinched it between his two fingers, and looked at it in front of his eyes. The huge emotional power condensed inside shocked him. If this gets out of control, I'm afraid it can instantly drown a strong man who has crossed the catastrophe.

For the sake of safety, Fengchen hurriedly added a lot of prohibitions on it, and then took out the Hanyu brocade box and solemnly put it in. On top of the brocade box, another set of prohibitions was hit. It's a good thing, just keep it there. Not only can it promote the growth of the strength of the corpse soldiers, but it can also be used as a hidden weapon when fighting.

The pervasive and strange characteristics are impossible to prevent, and if the strong people in the Mahayana period don't check it for a while, I'm afraid they will suffer a dark loss.

"The more good things like this, the better. A divine light lit up in Fengchen's eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Come on, as many as you want. "Fengchen's mind sank into the body of the corpse soldier again, controlling the powerful combat power of this mid-Mahayana period, and became a tool for the production of sorrow beads in a short period of time. Under the huge supply of raw materials, the beads of sadness are produced from the "assembly line".

In just two hours, the beads of sorrow under the feet of the wind and dust were piled up into a small mountain. At first, Fengchen was still careful, packaging them delicately one by one, and then storing them. But then there were more and more, and some of them couldn't be handled. Simply make a ban first, throw it at your feet, and then deal with it together after a while.

Originally, Fengchen thought that the sorrow of this world was really endless, but now it seems that there is still a limit. At this time, the production speed of the Sorrow Bead is significantly slower than before, because the supply of raw materials is already somewhat insufficient.

In this way, it seems that in two hours at most, the maddening emotional rendering will be gone.

......

Finally, Fengchen casually threw down a pearl of sorrow again, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and took a deep breath. Finally, it's over, and I've gained a lot, although I'm tired, but it's worth it.

"How many are there?" asked Dust. Just now, all his mental energy was used to control the corpse soldiers and guide Zhou Tian to operate. The statistics and follow-up of the Sorrow Bead are handed over to the Nightmare.

"One thousand one hundred and twelve. You kid really took shit luck, this kind of thing may not be too precious, but it is definitely hard to find. In particular, the seven emotions and six desires are often indistinguishable from each other, and it is difficult to have such pure pathos, so the value is higher. The Nightmare replied.

"These more than a thousand add up, even if the corpse soldier is really abolished because of this, it is not a loss. ”

"Uh...... Corpse Soldier ......"

Originally, the wind and dust were still a little complacent, and with a move of his own inspiration, he not only resolved the crisis, but also had such a big gain. As soon as he heard the curse mention of the corpse soldiers, he was immediately stunned, and then his affection was a little strange.

"No, that's not true. It has even become stronger, and it is not far from the late Mahayana period. It's just that now it seems that it's really a bit hard to explain. ”

"Oh, what's going on?" the curse was a little strange when he heard it, and he popped up his mind to investigate the condition of the corpse soldier, and then he instantly felt a little strange.

Without it, the hazy wisdom of this corpse soldier at this moment is also exuding pathos on its own at this moment, a sad and pitiful appearance, and even the face of this corpse soldier seems to be filled with endless sadness.

"It's over, it's over!" exclaimed Curse. "Wind and dust, this baby is running crookedly. ”

The corners of Fengchen's mouth twitched: "If you don't say it, I also know that he is crooked." Forget it, so be it, anyway, it's over without losing combat power. ”

"Let's go, there's no distraction now, but it will take at least ten days to get to the next entrance." ”

"I don't know the rules of this place, which thing was laid by a thousand cuts? ”

"Haha, don't complain, you kid. That is to say, you are now pampered, and when you first apprenticed with me to the Secret Cloud Sect, the environment was not much better than this. You don't go the same way. Curse laughed.

"Alas. Wind and dust sighed.

"Naturally, I haven't forgotten, but it's easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it's hard to go from luxury to thrift. ”

The road ahead is long, and you can only walk step by step, and finally, twenty-three days later, Fengchen has almost become accustomed to this kind of mechanical life, carrying the blowing snow that is just close to the limit of the body, and the right is to temper the body. On this day, he came to the top of the mountain he had seen.