On a certain forum, two accounts that were newly established were conducting an unknown transaction. Both parties looked sneaky, as if they were afraid that others would find out.

The buyer asked the question: "How much?"

The seller sent out three gold ingot expressions: "This number!"

Buyer: "Can you go abroad to account? Any bank can do it!"

Seller: "Everything is OK!"

Not long after, I saw the other party receive the prompt for receiving the payment and sent a packaged document.

However, after the delivery, the seller suddenly asked, "Can you ask what you want to do? If you don't have spiritual roots, you can't practice it!"

"Do you have a channel to get the spiritual root fruit? How is that possible? The immortal vine is strictly guarding, and it is not yet time for the second batch of spiritual root fruits to bear."

"I just want to understand what true practice is like. Maybe I can run into a dead mouse. I can practice if I don't want the spiritual root fruit!"

"... As long as you are happy!"

Zhang Heming put down his notebook and called Qingyang Sanren behind him OK.

Zhang Heming showed a joyful expression on his face: "I have obtained the visualization of the Yunhua Sutra!"

Qingyang Sanren sighed: "It's a pity that there is only the visualization idea. I heard that the Yunhua Sutra of Sanyang Temple has a complete set of various magics, talismans, and advanced methods to a higher level."

Zhang Heming immediately said: "Only Master Qingyun, the master of the Sanyang Temple, has it. How can we get the character who has truly obtained the inheritance of the immortals? But at present, only Sanyang Temple has a real way of practicing. Otherwise, we can only enter another world like Mr. Chiyan to obtain the method of practicing."

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Fang Xiu was covered with layers of bandages on his left hand, but unlike before. This time the bandage was covered with blood, and even Fang Xiu's face turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood or was seriously injured.

Heisha was lying on the sofa playing with his cell phone. When he saw Fang Xiu passing by the sofa, he took Fang Xiu's back and couldn't see her. He immediately stuck out his tongue and stuck out his tongue with contempt.

"slightly!"

Fang Xiu knocked on the basement door, but without replying, Fang Xiu pushed open the door and walked in.

In the basement, Chen Jin was sitting cross-legged on the refining furnace with his eyes closed. Compared with the original version of the 3D printer refining furnace, some changes have occurred this time.

Its strange and terrifying appearance has not changed, but has changed from the original square to a shape that is more similar to a cauldron.

Looking at the face of a terrifying human face, although I knew that this thing had no wisdom or emotion, and I just observed the surroundings unconsciously, it also made people feel scared.

Just stuff the material from the bottom and the alchemy furnace will work, break down the material, and then fuse and recast according to your requirements.

Chen Jin sat cross-legged in front of the refining furnace, wearing a green double-breasted skirt. He really looked like an immortal who practiced alchemy, but because he was too young, he looked more like a boy guarding the refining furnace.

At this moment, a ball of white bones floating in the refining furnace was seen only the blood on it converged in little by little, and the bones were constantly purified and pure, turning into bone jade that seemed to be permeated with blood.

This bone is exactly what Fang Xiu has. This ability is not very effective for Fang Xiu and is difficult to control. What if it is activated after falling asleep?

Then Chen Jin happened to be looking for materials in alchemy, and then Fang Xiu's hand bones were in this refining furnace.

"When my bone was pulled out of my body by using spells, I could get my soul out of my body, but it hurt so much later. I don't know how many days it takes to grow well!"

"Chen Jin, don't cheat me! At least this skill is stronger than your magic weapon Wusheng Sword!"

Fang Xiu sat on the sofa chair and kept making requests.

At this time the lid opened, and a gloomy bone ball flew out of the lid and fell into Chen Jin's hand.

Chen Jin stood up holding the bone ball and looked at Fang Xiu.

"alright!"

“What is it called?”

"Bone Demon!"

"What's the name? Where did you get the inspiration?"

Fang Xiu picked up Chen Jin's Wusheng Sword and looked at the magic weapon called the White Bone Demon.

"Why does it feel like a magic weapon for a villain? With such a glorious image, this sword is barely worthy of my heroic posture. This one? It doesn't match my style, right?"

However, after saying that, Fang Xiu still picked it up and did not need to sacrifice and refine it. Fang Xiu naturally had some connection with this magic weapon.

Fang Xiu threw it on the ground and saw the bones on it grow wildly, instantly expanding into a half-human-high skeleton.

The terrifying white skeleton stood up from the ground, and the joints on his body made a creaking sound. The terrifying skull twisted and looked at Fang Xiu.

"go!"

Fang Xiu looked outside and saw the skeleton turning into a shadow and rushing out of the basement. In the blink of an eye, he passed through the living room and easily smashed the security door. The huge impact of force was like smashing light cardboard and entering the yard.

Fang Xiu and Chen Jin chased out at the same time, even Heisha jumped off the sofa, only to see the skeleton jumping up dozens of meters and standing directly on the spire of the roof.

Its skeleton's head twisted, its jaw opened, and a huge force surged from its mouth.

The place where Fang Xiu's family was located was swept up with a black wind. The ordinary flowers, plants and trees in the yard instantly withered and turned into a pillar of smoke and were swallowed by the skeleton. Immediately saw the skeleton curling up, and its body grew rapidly, and it immediately raised a large part, becoming a height of nearly one meter four.

Fang Xiu: "I finally know where the Kun's body and powerful power came from!"

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and saw the white bone demon jumping down, turning into a bone ball, and falling into Fang Xiu's hand. Fang Xiu put it into his pocket, which was quite convenient to carry.

Chen Jin said calmly: "The power it carries is very powerful."

After pausing, he continued: "I am exploring the real method of making spiritual weapons. I want to try it on it, but... it failed!"

Fang Xiu asked in confusion: "Isn't your weapon refining furnace a spiritual weapon?"

Chen Jin waved his head: "The real spiritual weapon should be to integrate the spirituality of the talisman and the instrument, rather than to operate it alone."

After seeing the effects of the magic weapon she had refined, she turned around and left.

Heisha was still immersed in the power of the skeleton just now: "Wow! So handsome! I like this, Chen Jin, I also want a magic weapon, just like this one is as powerful as this one!"

At this time, Fang Xiu's cell phone suddenly rang, and it was sent by Qingyang Sanren: "Come to the old place!"

Fang Xiu looked at it and found out what was going on. It must be that Qingyang Sanren and others finally got the idea of ​​visualization from the Sanyang Temple according to the plan.
Chapter completed!