Chapter 24: Refining Corpses (Seeking Recommendations and Collections)

  Although Fang Ling had defended against Shen Mufeng's first move, he hadn't expected that Shen Mufeng would have a follow-up attack. However, things had already reached this point, and thinking about other possibilities was useless. In the instant that the bloody wind arrived, the Xinghong Sword flashed, and the Angry Sword Crazy Flower Slash was unleashed!

  This time, Fang Ling did not use his Separating Light Sword Technique.

  In this small cave, there was no room for dodging, and the Splitting Light Sword Technique had not yet been used in a straightforward and efficient manner.

  "Right!"

  A burst of metallic ringing sound, accompanied by the thrusting out of the Jinghong Sword, rang in Fang Ling's ears. The hand holding the Jinghong Sword also transmitted a tremendous force, almost shaking the sword out of his hand.

  Fang Ling was shocked in his heart and quickly retreated five zhang backwards.

  "Bang!"

  Something hard hit the stone wall of the cave, causing the entire cavern to shudder three times.

  "Spare his life, don't kill him directly, I need the antidote!" Shen Mu Feng's mournful voice came from inside.

  "Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

  A strange voice rang out twice, and then someone said in a weird tone: "Youngster, hand over the antidote, and I'll let you serve under me!"

  At this moment, Fang Ling fixed his eyes on the front and saw a black figure standing steadily one zhang away from him. He couldn't see the face of the black shadow, but those two eyes were emitting green light.

  Although he couldn't see the mouth of the black shadow clearly, Fang Ling could be sure that it was not the black shadow who had just spoken.

  As for this strange black shadow, Fang Ling's heart was filled with cold air, and he could determine that his Surprising Rainbow Sword had just slashed at this black shadow.

  But relying on the sharpness of the Surprise Rainbow Sword, not only did it fail to break through the black shadow's defense, but it was even bounced back.

  To know that just now that one sword, is gathering his four-layered internal energy, even if it's a five-layered cultivator, they can't meet this sword.

  "I'll hand over the antidote, can I leave?" Fang Ling hesitated for a moment before asking in a light tone.

  "Hahahaha!" A hoarse voice, first a burst of maniacal laughter, then said: "Being able to be taken in by me, the old ancestor, is your good fortune in this life. If you continue to hesitate, don't blame the old ancestor for taking your heart's blood to refine medicine!"

  Fang Ling's mind flashed with thoughts, and he rushed out of the cave. Now, he had to give it a try no matter what.

  "Want to run? Look for death!" Along with the self-proclaimed old ancestor's angry shout, a black figure rushed up again like lightning.

  Fang Lin, although difficult to exert the Golden Goose Skill in the cave, was not slow in speed. However, that black shadow was actually three parts faster than him! In just seven or eight ups and downs, it had already arrived at Fang Lin's front.

  Although he was shocked in his heart, Fang Ling's hands did not slow down. His fingers moved swiftly, and the Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Map unfolded, directly pulling himself and that eerie black shadow into the map.

  Originally waiting for Zunzhu to put Fang Ling down and use the antidote to save Shen Mufeng, at this moment, his heart was in a state of utter despair!

  His body kept trembling, and under the circulation of snake venom, he knew he couldn't hold on for much longer.

  "Your Excellency, that person has a strange and sinister magical artifact... You... you must quickly destroy the artifact and save me..."

  The person who was called the respected master let out a loud roar, and then grabbed Shen Mu Feng with one hand. A sharp fang that was a foot long bit deeply into Shen Mu Feng's neck.

  Shen Mu Feng, who was already poisoned, could hardly resist. He kicked his legs and struggled for a while, but soon he fell silent.

  That master threw Shen Mu Feng's corpse away and his whole body became even more crimson, especially those eyes which seemed like burning fireballs.

  At this time, if Fang Lin was in the cave, he would be able to see the true appearance of the master.

  This noble master was less than three feet tall, and his whole body was like a ball. In the moment when the red light in his eyes slowly dimmed, he immediately let out a squeaking sound, this time's voice was more piercing than before.

  Although in the Western Suburbs Dust Map, this sound still made Fang Ling feel extremely uncomfortable. And that black figure trapped in the Dust Map became more and more violent, a cyan wolf caught by him was directly torn into two pieces.

  Beside the black shadow, blood was flowing like a river at this time. More than a dozen wolf corpses and monkey corpses were scattered on the ground. Dozens of snakes crawling on the black shadow, although constantly opening their mouths to bite towards the black shadow, but these snakes would be blown into two segments by the invisible black air on the black shadow's body as soon as they bit it.

  This dark energy has absolutely surpassed the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining!

  But why doesn't he run out of this "Western Suburbs Dusty Scene"?

  Fang Ling was very clear that although this Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Diagram was ingenious and had endless uses, if he wanted to trap a master who had cultivated his Qi to the sixth level or higher, it was simply impossible.

  A master of the sixth level of Qi Gong can break through the space formed by the Xijiao Smoke and Dust Diagram with a single full-strength strike.

  "Crack!"

  The Silver Crown Snake, already a first-class demon beast, was caught by the dark shadow and torn into two segments with ease, causing Fang Ling's heart to skip a beat.

  Although there were still a few first-class demon beasts in this space, Fang Ling cherished the silver crown snake he had collected first. Seeing it being destroyed like this made him lose a good helper indeed.

  But Fang Ling is most anxious about time now.

  He can hold on for a minute with this Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Diagram, but after a minute, he will not only face the man in black, but also that strange and mysterious master.

  Fang Ling's mind flashed with thoughts, and he took out the golden sword token from the small Qiankun bag.

  It seems there's no other choice but to use it!

  Just as Fang Ling was about to raise the golden sword token, a flower leopard had already bitten down hard on the black-robed man's neck.

  This tearing and biting is completely useless.

  On the contrary, Flower Leopard's teeth were knocked out three.

  The wounded leopard let out a cry of pain and quickly retreated.

  The black-clad man's arm swept across from under the leopard's retreating body.

  Obviously, with just a flip of his palm, he could capture the flower leopard and tear it in two, but this man in black actually didn't know how to adapt.

  Stiff!

  As soon as this idea emerged, more information about the man in black poured into Fang Ling's mind.

  The taste of rot, a body that even the Surprising Rainbow Sword cannot harm.

  All of this is consistent with the characteristics of jiangshi.

  A thought flashed in his mind, and Fang Ling suddenly appeared not far from the black-clothed man. His ten fingers moved swiftly, and a strange finger technique was displayed before the black-clothed man's face.

  The black-clad man who was rushing towards Fang Lin suddenly fell straight to the ground at the moment the finger seal appeared.

  Refining corpses, this is indeed the corpse refining technique left behind by the founder of Shenjian Mountain Villa!

  Fang Ling's heart was filled with a burst of wild joy, the finger technique he had just used was actually the corpse-sealing technique left behind by the founder in the diagram.

  This mantra is the first step in refining the corpse, and it's also the most important step. Moreover, each person who refines corpses has a unique mantra, which serves as a safeguard to prevent others from forcibly seizing their refined corpse.

  After the black-robed cultivator fell to the ground for a full three minutes, Fang Lin finally approached him quietly and confirmed that he had no reaction and was in a deep sleep. Then, Fang Lin picked up the Xinghui sword and cut his own wrist slightly.

  A drop of fresh blood fell from Fang Ling's arm and splashed onto the Lian Shi's forehead.

  After these fresh blood splattered on the face of the corpse, Fang Ling used his fingers to draw a mysterious and incomprehensible bloody symbol on the corpse's face.

  With the completion of the Blood Symbol, all the bloodstains on Lian Shi's face disappeared cleanly, while Fang Ling felt a connection between himself and Lian Shi.

  That zombie is just like his own arm, he can control its actions himself.

  "Boom"

  In the dark cave, a loud noise suddenly came out!

  With this sound, a disheveled figure suddenly appeared in the cave, with disheveled hair and faint bloodstains, hinting at an unspeakable wretchedness.

  As the figure appeared, a black figure followed closely behind and flew out quickly with stiffly extended hands, rushing straight towards the first figure that had appeared.

  The first figure who rushed out had a look of shock on his face.

  "Don't kill me!" The first figure to rush out shouted in a voice filled with fear.

  "Squeak squeak squeak!"

  In the eerie sound, the rushing black shadow suddenly stopped. The not-too-tall figure of the master, accompanied by a cold hum, rushed out of the darkness.

  He gazed at the fallen youth, bursting into loud laughter: "Run, aren't you quite good at running? Thinking of escaping from my necromancy, you're still a bit too tender!"

  Between his words, he burst out laughing towards the sky. What he liked to see most was a person's desperate expression. This kind of despairing and sorrowful look could bring him immense pleasure.

  However, this young man was not prepared to kill him now, he still had something more important than killing the young man to do.

  "Now, I'll give you one more chance, are you willing to surrender to me and become my subordinate guardian?"

  Fang Lin's body shook slightly as he quickly nodded and said: "I'm willing! I'm willing! As long as the master doesn't kill me, I'll do whatever you want!"

  "Alright, from now on, you're my sworn guardian!" Zun Zhu chuckled and said with a smile: "I have plenty of secret techniques to help you make rapid progress in your cultivation." He walked up to Fang Lin and continued: "What was the magical artifact you used just now? Take it out!"

  "This... This was left to me by my master, saying it's a matter of right and wrong..." At this moment, Fang Ling made a difficult expression.

  "Hahahaha." In the midst of the unpleasant laughter, the short and stout master coldly said: "If you're having trouble with it, then don't take it. Anyway, you'll be dead, and this thing will still be mine."

  As he spoke, the master added a tongue to his words, and a bloody aura burst forth from his mouth: "The refined blood of the fourth layer of Qi training, it's been a long time since I've enjoyed this."

  "I'm going to cross, I'm going to cross!"

  Fang Ling spoke as he retrieved a yellow talisman from his clothes: "Your Honor, this is the treasure I used to hide just now, it's called the Confusion God Talisman. Take a look!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman flew out in a straight line, transformed into a golden sword, and quickly slashed towards the master.

  "Hahahaha! You little scamp, you're indeed cunning!" The master burst into a mad laughter, and a short black dagger with an icy chill flew out from his sleeve, shooting straight towards the golden sword.

  "Crack!"

  The moment the black dagger and golden sword collided, the golden sword was cut into two segments.

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