Feeling the breath of this power, he was still looking around, and the blood spirit who was full of thoughts suddenly became vigilant. Once the power gets out of control, it's not something that the wind or dust or she can resist at all. Although Fengchen must have a back hand when he came here, she couldn't rest assured.

If an accident really happens, she will definitely do her best to protect the dust.

However, the accident did not happen, and some went according to expectations. Although Fengchen has not yet completed this world, it can completely suppress the power in the bones of the Dou Emperor by mobilizing only a small part of the world's power.

There is a feeling that this power is flat or round, and it is simply at his disposal. In this way, he has no worries at all. In this way, it was almost unimaginable.

Seeing this, the curse had a new thought: "Boy, do you have the courage to gamble again? If we follow our previous plan, this corpse soldier will reach the sky at most in the early stage of Mahayana." But if you win the bet, you can be directly promoted to the middle of Mahayana. ”

"What if it fails?" asked Fengchen.

"It depends on how well you grasp that energy, and if you control it well, failure will not make any difference. If it gets out of control, the corpse soldier will fail to be promoted. It is even possible to downgrade. The Nightmare replied.

Fengchen didn't answer immediately, but closed his eyes seriously and sensed it. When I finally opened my eyes, my eyes flashed.

"What should I do if I gamble?"

The curse seemed to have expected that the wind and dust would fall, and he smiled: "It's very simple, I have a formation diagram here, you said that this power is injected into the corpse soldier's body according to the formation diagram, and then complements the original power, and the supernatural power is self-generated." ”

"Good. ”

Once Fengchen decided, he no longer hesitated, carefully studied the formation diagram given by the curse, and after he was sure, he directly manipulated the bones of the Dou Emperor who had turned into golden spiritual liquid to turn into silk threads and enter from the divine court.

As more and more gold liquid poured into the corpse soldier's body, it became more and more difficult to control it in detail, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed from Fengchen's forehead. If the first plan is followed, it should have been successful at this moment, and the corpse soldier has successfully promoted to Mahayana.

And now this process is only a third of the way through. Fengchen gradually felt the pressure, and the difficulty of this step was somewhat beyond his expectations. As for whether he could succeed in the end, he was a little uncertain. We can only do our best and do our best to obey the destiny of heaven.

The exercises in the wind and dust body are running wildly, absorbing the aura of the outside world to make up for the loss. But this is only a drop in the bucket after all, and the rate of consumption is much greater than the speed of recovery.

The time of the two pillars of incense passed, and Feng Chen gradually felt hopeless, the qi palace and veins were already empty, but the last step was not yet completed.

He had lost control of that power, in other words, he had failed. Although it is one step away from success, it has become a moat.

"Damn it!" Feng Chen was unwilling, obviously one step away. Extreme anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Fengchen. Staggered and fell backwards.

"Wind and dust. ”

"Boy. ”

The voices of the blood spirit and the curse fell on Feng Chen's ears and gradually blurred.

......

Vaguely, Fengchen felt as if he heard Xue Ling'er's sobs. The world seems to be beginning to clear again.

"Ling'er, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength. Fengchen patted the back of the blood spirit on his chest.

The clothes on his chest were a little wet and sticky, and he didn't know if it was the sweat from before or the tears of the blood spirit. While comforting the blood Ling'er, the wind and dust looked inwardly at his own body. Only he knew that he vomited blood and fainted, not because he was angry and angry because of his lack of strength, but because the drop of demonic blood in the Qi Palace that had made him so vigilant suddenly rioted.

The first thing that came to his senses at the moment, Feng Chen, hurriedly checked the Qi Palace. But no matter how he searched, he couldn't find a drop of blood, and Fengchen checked his body without believing in evil, and it was really gone, and this big hidden danger disappeared out of thin air.

"Alright, don't look for it, boy. The curse seemed to know Fengchen's thoughts, and opened his mouth to pull Fengchen's mind back.

"Now there's good news and bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

"Then listen to it first. ”

Fengchen is still a little absent-minded. If the corpse soldier refining, it will fail, although it is a pity, but it is also impossible to force it. And it's not that he has lost this security, he will be robbed and won't be able to survive immediately. Just be careful, try not to provoke the strong, everything is fine.

But the strange blood disappeared inexplicably, but it was impossible for Fengchen not to be in a hurry. He hadn't forgotten the tragic fate of the mighty dragon. This thing could threaten his life now.

It's just that the good news that the curse said really attracted Fengchen's mind.

"That corpse soldier refining advancement has succeeded. ”

"Oh, success is success. Fengchen subconsciously replied, but the next moment, he suddenly woke up: "What did you say? The refining was successful, how could this be possible? I clearly remember that there was still one step away." ”

"But it did succeed, and as for the reason, it was the bad news. ”

"What's the bad news?" Fengchen then asked.

"The bad news is that this corpse is likely to be difficult to control, with an uncertain concern. ”

"What's the hidden danger?" asked Fengchen.

"Actually, the refining was originally a failure, but the strange drop of blood in your body suddenly ran out and entered the corpse soldiers. Although the refining was successful, it was not known what other effects it would have. The Nightmare replied.

"What? You said the blood went into the corpses. ”

Fengchen didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. First of all, the hidden dangers in the body have been eliminated, and the corpse soldiers have also been successfully refined, so they should be happy, but the hidden dangers in the body have been transferred to the corpse soldiers. Let the powerful combat power of a mid-Mahayana period become a hidden danger that may erupt at any time.

"Alas, forget it. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Perhaps God intended it to let me not rely too much on the corpse soldiers of this Mahayana period. Fengchen comforted himself.

Now that this corpse soldier has advanced to the middle stage of Mahayana, he can be regarded as a top combat power in the Lingyuan Great World. Even if it is because of that strange drop of blood that clouds a haze in Fengchen's heart, it is undeniable that this will be a strong hole card in his hand.

I tried to give a few simple orders to this corpse soldier, and the reaction was very muna, and it could be seen that it was still very different from normal creatures. It's just about the instinct in battle, but it's tough and terrifying, and it seems to be an instinctive memory imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Fengchen guessed that on the one hand, it should be because the corpse soldiers were originally created for battle, and on the other hand, it should be that the corpse of the Ancient Yang Emperor has been specially treated.

In any case, although it was not satisfactory, it finally got what I wanted. Fengchen stretched his waist and felt a little relaxed.

The next thing to do is to step up your cultivation and improve your own strength. There is also the Guyang Trial and the establishment of the Hundred Academies a few months later.

The Guyang Trial, this is the inspiration that Feng Chen received from the Heavenly Games Martial Arts. As for the Hundred Academies, it is to hide people's eyes and ears, so as not to make the appearance of eating too ugly.

It is a joke to say that the Guyang Sect does not interfere with the operation of the Hundred Academies, the deans of the Hundred Academies are all law enforcement elders of the Guyang Sect, is there any difference between interfering and not interfering.

In Fengchen's plan, these hundred academies were an important step in expanding the power and influence of the Guyang Sect. Some ordinary resources, Feng Chen is not worried, although in order to refine the corpse soldier Huo Huo has a lot, he also has a large amount of inventory in his hands, at least in the short term.

In addition, the spirit jade vein under the Guyang Sect that caused the battle of the four sects has also been seen, and it is in good condition. This is also a large amount of income, which is enough to cover daily expenses.

What really makes the wind and dust pay attention to the secret techniques of the exercises, etc., since the academy is established, these things definitely need to be taken out. There is no shortage of these dusts, but what level to come up with, which is not shocking to the world, but also attractive enough, needs to be well studied and studied.

It is best to have advanced exercises, once you study in the Hundred Academies, if you want to get a follow-up, you can only come to Guyang Sect. In this way, why worry that the Ancient Yang Sect could not develop and grow.

While developing power, while enhancing strength, this is Fengchen's next plan.

It's just that there is a way to expand the power of the Ancient Yang Sect for the time being. How to quickly improve the strength of Fengchen, but there is nothing to do. Cultivation is about gradual progress, and when it comes to his cultivation, if there is no major opportunity, it is normal to wander in a territory for a few years or even more than ten years.

But this method is not what Fengchen wants, it is too slow, and he has too many things to do. Find a way to return to the Jiuding Continent, and then find out where the Feng family has migrated, and raze the Blood Moon Palace.

It takes strength, and he wants to get that strength in the shortest possible time. If he really had to wait for tens or hundreds of years, he would be going crazy.

"Chance, chance, where to find chance?" Fengchen fell into deep thought again.

Regarding the trivial matters of the Guyang Trial and the Hundred Academies, the wind and dust were handed over to those combined elders, and the screening plan of the exercises was handed over to the Curse Nightmare.

Blood Ling'er also began to retreat and cultivate, and she didn't know what she was stimulated, and she had the posture of not going out of the middle of the eighth turn of the Demon Pill.

Fengchen began to soak in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all day long, which gathered the classics of the three sects of Lingyumen, Crimson Sect, and Qinghemen. The things accumulated over thousands of years of inheritance have come together, and the foundation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Guyang Sect is very strong.

Fengchen is not limited to a certain aspect of the classics, but randomly flips through them, and reads whatever they pick up. I don't want to understand much, but I just memorize them in my mind, exercises, supernatural powers, anecdotes, biographies, all aspects.

At first, he wanted to see if he could get some inspiration from it, but gradually Fengchen found that when he put his attention into it, his somewhat irritable heart began to calm down. The lead is gone, the distractions are gone, and a rare realm of emptiness has entered.