Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

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Treat me like a three-year-old?

Mao Tianming's thoughts, he knew too well, and he planned to kill two birds with one stone.

The so-called cooperation is nothing more than wanting to take over Ren Weiyong's name and use the monsters of Jiuyin Mountain as bait to take the initiative to seduce those Tianjiao of Zhongyuan.

Then came a wave of pit kills.

In fact, if things really develop like this, Ren Weiyong will not be at a loss, after all, he will get a lot of blood and supplies.

However, Mao Tianming obviously has another trick ahead.

Once these Tianjiao are murdered by Ren Weiyong, the whole world will definitely be shaken. At that time, the entire Jiuyin Mountain will be the focus of attention, and it will definitely arouse the Taoist masters of the entire China to come and kill him.

At that time, let alone some old monsters that could really threaten Ren Weiyong.

Let's just say that if the group of sleeping old celestial masters in the Maoshan faction's celestial master's mansion join forces to kill them at that time, it will be enough for Ren Weiyong to drink a pot.

And when the time comes, what about Mao Tianming?

He only needs to pat his ass, and he can leave and become the biggest winner!

"Hehe, just finished cheating the Maoshan faction, it's like cheating me on Jiuyin Mountain, the abacus is good."

Ren Weiyong shook his head with a sneer, stepped out with one step, and fell back into the underground palace.

Keep practicing!

Chapter 173 Condensing the Body

Ren Weiyong was playing with a simple yellow bronze mirror in his hands.

This is exactly the fixed light mirror that was snatched from the great mage who killed Zhengyi back then.

Among the three magic weapons, this magic weapon is the most difficult to refine.

Never had time to refine it.

"Now that I have broken through to the realm of the zombie king, I can try to refine this magic weapon."

Ren Weiyong muttered to himself, and then countless Yin Qi gushed out from the palm of his hand and entered into the fixed light mirror.

This fixed light mirror is the magic weapon of Zhengyi.

Although it is not offensive, but compared with the Maoshan School's Flying Dragon Sword and Mountain God Whip, it is actually much higher in grade and much more useful!

After Ren Weiyong's yin energy poured into the fixed light mirror, the fixed light mirror suddenly became pitch black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sure enough."

A flash of joy flashed in Ren Weiyong's heart, and he continued to increase his strength and entered the fixed light mirror.

Suddenly, his yin qi seemed to have encountered some kind of restriction, blocking the invasion of his yin qi.

"Huh? Is it a restriction set by the ancestor?"

Ren Weiyong frowned, a trace of Hanba magic fire, controlled by him very carefully, entered the fixed light mirror, and rushed hard!

laugh!

A muffled sound came out, and the restriction was immediately swept away.

Ren Weiyong was immediately quite proud.

It seems that the strength of Zhengyi Patriarch is nothing more than that.

Yin Qi continued to erode the fixed light mirror.

"In three days at most, I can refine this fixed light mirror."

Ren Weiyong silently calculated the process in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

In three days, there is no rush.

He keeps this fixed light mirror close to his body, ready to be refined at any time.

Then he took out the Mountain God Whip again.

The Flying Dragon Sword has been completely destroyed.

The mountain whip was also damaged to a certain extent, but it was barely usable.

The driving mountain whip is a magic weapon given to Dong Xiaoyu, Ren Weiyong is quite embarrassed to break it.

After recruiting Dong Xiaoyu, Ren Weiyong handed back the whip to her and said:

"Too much force, some damage, I will give you some other rewards."

"I don't know what you want?"

Dong Xiaoyu bit her lip and shook her head lightly: "No, I don't need any reward."

Ren Weiyong nodded and said:

"OK then."

Dong Xiaoyu: "..."

Ren Weiyong looked at her hesitant to speak, and asked strangely: "What else do you want?"

Dong Xiaoyu was silent.

Ren Weiyong suddenly remembered and asked: "Your cultivation base has reached the realm of refining the virtual and returning to the real. Have you successfully condensed the physical body?"

Dong Xiaoyu shook his head.

Ghost cultivation condenses the physical body, which is equivalent to a kind of rebirth and transformation, and it is a very difficult step.

Not only does it need to consume a lot of resources, but it is also very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be out of your wits.

At this point, Ren Weiyong was very strange at first.

After thinking about it, yes!

If ghost cultivators can condense a new physical body so easily, then many practitioners who have no hope of immortality will definitely engage in coquettish operations such as switching to ghost cultivators and then back to Taoist cultivators.

It is not easy for people of any realm to resurrect the soul by borrowing a corpse.

"Now Jiuyin Mountain has no shortage of natural resources and earthly treasures, why don't I help you protect the Dharma and refine your physical body!"

Ren Weiyong felt that he was like a king of the mountain, always taking care of his subordinates.

"Then..." Dong Xiaoyu suddenly looked straight into Ren Weiyong's eyes, and said seriously: "After I condense into a physical body, will you want me, master?"

Ren Weiyong saw his own face in Dong Xiaoyu's beautiful black pupils.

"I want you?"

Ren Weiyong savored the meaning of this sentence.

stunned.

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu's firm eyes, she felt that her whole demeanor had changed.

"You...is this a confession?"

"What is a confession?"

"No... nothing."

Dong Xiaoyu walked into Ren Weiyong, raised his head, and looked at him: "Master, do you know that although I'm just a lonely ghost, the time in Jiuyin Mountain is the happiest time for me."

"happy?"

"Yes, because as long as I'm in Jiuyin Mountain, by your side... I feel like I'm still alive."

Dong Xiaoyu showed a charming smile, which made Ren Weiyong suddenly feel his heart beat faster.

"It turns out that life and death are not the most important thing."

"The most important thing is to be with the people you like."

Ren Weiyong: "..."

"Now, I have found it, and my most important person is you."

"Among all my memories, only the days with you are vivid and can be remembered by me."

"so……"

"As long as you need me to condense my physical body, master, even if I fail, I will be scattered, and I will have no regrets."

Dong Xiaoyu stretched out her Qianqiansu hand, and held Ren Weiyong's hand, a smile from the heart appeared on her delicate little face that was a little pale because of nervousness.

"Please help me condense my physical body..."

Ren Weiyong subconsciously clenched Dong Xiaoyu's hand.

Silence for a long time.

"If you fail, will your soul fly away?" Ren Weiyong asked with a strange face.

Dong Xiaoyu's smile remained the same: "I'm not afraid of losing my soul..."

"As long as I can be with you..."

Ren Weiyong took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Since you have made up your mind, I will help you condense your physical body now."

Dong Xiaoyu nodded without hesitation, and said softly, "This is my decision."

Ren Weiyong waved his hand.

The entire underground palace was completely sealed.

Dong Xiaoyu was lying on the ground, the Yin energy all over her body was boiling wildly, as if a qualitative change was taking place.

And she clenched her teeth tightly, trembling from the pain, her soul was about to collapse, but she still held back her own wailing...

Seeing her working hard, Ren Weiyong suddenly smiled.

It is indeed very dangerous for ghost cultivators to condense their physical bodies.

The key is to integrate the soul into the new body, it is very difficult!

But what about Hou Qing, the ancestor who played with the soul?

That's easier.

Ren Weiyong activated Houqing's bloodline and mastered the magical skill of summoning Yin soldiers [Broken Soul Returns to Ruins]. He is very familiar with how to guide the soul to adapt to the body.

I saw the breathtaking light in Ren Weiyong's eyes.

Put it on Dong Xiaoyu's body.

An invisible energy made her pale body float in the air.

Whoosh!

A circle of white light scattered from Dong Xiaoyu's body, and her pale skin instantly became rosy.

Whoosh!

The second circle of white light spread out, and the stiff veins began to emerge slowly.

Whoosh!

The third circle of white light spread out, and the heartbeat that had been silent for a long time came again.

Whoosh!

In the fourth circle, the white light spread out, and the ups and downs of the chest finally had a sense of rhythm...

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Circles of white awns, every time they disperse, Ren Weiyong can feel the emergence of a burst of vitality.

About the time of a stick of incense.

The underground palace has turned back to being dark and cold.

The woman suspended in the air slowly fell down, lying on the ground steadily, her eyes closed tightly, her beautiful face was full of smiles.