Chapter 532

He picked up the Xingtian beast knife which was inserted upside down on the ground, turned his face wildly and gave a smile to the expressionless magic heart, saying: "don't be proud, brother magic heart. It's my own business to make friends with my younger brother. I don't have much to do with other people's seniority, status and affection. In the future, you can call me anything, but I still call you "old fox"... Ha ha... "

He laughed wildly. Then he held the knife in both hands and bowed to all the people present. He nodded to Wang Feng, who was embarrassed. He turned and strode away. He wanted to refine the knife and use it easily in the future.

Looking at Huan Xin shaking his head and sighing bitterly, he just repeatedly stroked the sparse goat beard under his chin. All of them could not help laughing wildly. They were the mother and daughter of Han Mei, who were sitting there in grief. They were also looking at each other and smiling.

When the laughter was a little exhausted, Wang Feng looked a whole, and asked in a loud voice: "dare to ask all of you, who has a God?"

Tianyishenshui has the magical effect of solidifying the soul and shaping the body, and it is also the only divine thing to rebuild the golden body. Although it is precious, it is not worth mentioning to the realm and identity like Wang Feng. Therefore, it is necessary to use time, but not on the body.

"Tianyishenshui? This is not... "A Dharma protector of baihumen stood up, and his cultivation has reached the realm of divine respect." however, I don't know if the milk of the goblin can be finished... "

The milk of the goblin is also a kind of spirit that coagulates the soul and moulds the body. In terms of shaping the body, the effect is more obvious than that of Tianyi divine water.

Wang Feng was overjoyed. The key problem now is to rebuild Bai Fangdong's body. Although he has lost a lot of his spirit, Wang Feng still has a back hand to make his spirit as strong as ever. Maybe he can enhance it a little.

He took a small jade bottle from the monk, which contained the milk of the goblin. Wang Feng was grateful for his generosity. Without saying a word, he turned his wrist and held a golden banana fan in his hand.

It was Wang Feng who got the gold flame fan from the dark star field. Its grade also reached the ancient level. Although it's not as good as Xingtian beast knife, it's also extraordinary.

Wang Feng gave the golden flame fan to the friar. The friar was not willing to accept it. After he refused, he still couldn't resist Wang Feng, so he had to accept it happily and excitedly.

When people saw a bottle of goblin's milk, they exchanged it for an ancient utensil. It was a good deal. For a moment, they were envious, envious, regretful and sighing.

A monk in the divine realm got an ancient artifact, which certainly made other people envious. Therefore, it is reasonable for people to be envious;

Although the goblin's milk is precious, it's not a rare thing. Why don't you take one or two bottles with you? Otherwise, I'm afraid the ancient ware will be my own! This is the remorse of all;

And Wang Feng's family background is too rich. In a flash, he sent out two ancient utensils without frowning. I don't know how many treasures he has. In this regard, the public sighed.

What people don't know is that Wang Feng has no other deities except the ancient cold rain pot. The reason why Wang Feng is so generous is that these things are obtained from others, and they are of little use to him. They can better reflect the custom of rewarding those who have made contributions and practicing those who have spoken.

When the meeting came here, all the plans had been made. Then the meeting ended and everyone went separately. Magic heart and Xuyun, because they wanted to do something about the Bayu meeting, disappeared as soon as they came out of the hall. They were obviously busy.

Wang Feng and Han Mei mother and daughter talked a few words, let them live here for a few days, when the time is sure to return them a lively White Fang Dong. With that, he found a quiet room and began to sculpt the soul of Bai Fangdong.

The nebula in Wang Feng's body is just like the existence of a vast universe. Its space is large and its area is wide; Moreover, in this nebula, not only the five elements are derived, the space-time is stable, and the law of infinity is constantly evolving, but also because Wang Feng has got the three mysteries of Yin, Yang, and Hunyuan, the whole Nebula has changed unconsciously.

I can only see this dazzling Nebula in his body, in which there are many pearls, golden lights and hundreds of millions of agate leaves? It's like dripping water from eaves. It's magnificent.

In the corner of this nebula, there is a space specially opened by Wang Feng for storage. The three magic weapons, the cloud piercing shuttle, the mountain of nine color obsidian, the two little black bean shaped qianjiyin, the countless black soul lotus and other magic weapons and weapons are installed in them;

As for some less important things, such as the few magic weapons left after they were obtained in Xuanyou cangyu, they are put in the wrist guard; And those not refined, or put in dimensional storage space inside is appropriate.

The black soul lotus was obtained by Wang Feng in the nine Yin Hall of Xuanyin castle in the dark and dark world. It not only has the effect of calming the wind, but also can seal the soul. As long as the soul is sealed in it, it is not only difficult to escape, but also suffering from all kinds of suffering, but also not damaging the soul.

After Wang Feng got these black soul lotus, he found that many of them had sealed many spirits, not only of human beings, but also of demons, spirits and other species.

Up to now, although Wang Feng has melted these black soul lotus into his body, he still has no idea how they were sealed, who sealed them, how they appeared in the Jiuyin hall, and why they stayed with the beast.

Before Wang Feng installed the spirits of Ren Wuyou and Bai Fangdong with two black soul lotus, there were already two black soul lotus used by Wang Feng. One of them is the spirit of killing xuehaidao and jinyundazun; The other one is the soul of Yufeng, the former deputy master of the white tiger gate in the white tiger kingdom of the jade cold world.

"Bai Fangdong's spirit has been swallowed for many years, and then with the soul of the boundless master, it has been destroyed. Just like Ren Wuyou, his spirit has been seriously damaged. In this way, he has been molded into a gold body and cultivated himself. I'm afraid it has also been greatly reduced..." Wang fengpan sits in the quiet room, thinking in his heart.

"The so-called good people do it to the end and send Buddha to heaven. In a word, Bai Fangdong has made great contributions to our department Bayu. He can just help him and give him a reward by chatting with him... Jinyun's cultivation is too high and he has reached the ancient level. His soul can't be mixed with Bai Fangdong's, but Yufeng and Ren Wuyou's soul can have a try... "

"Judging from what we have heard and known, Ren Wuyou is also a person with vicious means and cruel temperament. He is not a good thing. He devoured the soul of Bai Fangdong first, and this time he will be devoured by Bai Fangdong, which can be regarded as retribution

"Bai Fangdong lost a lot of spirit. If you give him the two spirits of Yufeng and Ren Wuyou, it will be almost the same. Maybe he can grow... Well, that's it..."

When the plan was fixed, Wang Feng began to concentrate on breathing. When the body and mind reach the peak state, it is time to start shaping the soul of Bai Fangdong.

Gong Yun for a week, Wang Feng closed his eyes and finally opened his eyes. A shake wrist, a black soul lotus has floated out, and then suspended in front of, dribble to rotate unceasingly.

Once again, a crystal clear jade vase appeared in front of Wang Feng. It was suspended with the rotating black soul lotus.

"Yang Qi is too much, and air flow becomes wind, which is not good for the soul..." Wang Feng's mind swept lightly, and the environment in the quiet room, even a tiny molecule, Wang Feng felt clearly. At the moment, without hesitation, his wrists vibrated, and he saw countless small shadows darting out quickly, and then densely suspended in the whole quiet room.

Later, the whole small quiet room was filled with dense black lumps, and a cold breath filled it. For a moment, the wind was bleak and the black fog was faint, as if this quiet room had become a ghost land, like the netherworld division under the jurisdiction of the king of Tibet.

These numerous black clumps are just the black soul lotus. They are released by Wang Feng. One is to restrain Yang Qi, and the other is to calm the wind, so as to create a good environment for soul shaping.

The mist is light, and the sealed soul in the black soul lotus roars angrily or bitterly. In every lotus, there is a group of spirits struggling. All kinds of strange shapes of virtual shadows can be seen, appearing on the surface of the black soul lotus. Each of them wavered, looked ferocious, and leaped and puffed, as if trying to get rid of the shackles of the black soul lotus.

Wang Feng burst out and said, "noisy!" With the long sleeves caressing, a faint force like the wind swept by, the countless souls in the Black Lotus, who were sealed and restless, were forced to the depths of the Black Lotus and did not dare to appear again. And the whole quiet room fell into a silent silence.

"It's time..." after all this, Wang Feng looked at the lotus and bottle suspended in front of him, and said nothing.