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Chapter 6 Success Talisman
While a few people were joking, a figure came over.

Fangzheng looked up.

[Wu Huo, at the peak of the eighth rank, he is mediocre. If he is lucky, he can break through to the seventh rank...]

The font appeared in the eyes, and Fangzheng stepped forward.

"Captain!"

When Fangzheng opened his mouth, the other jailers stopped teasing and stepped forward one after another.

This is their head boss.

Wu Huo, one of the leaders of the C-name prison.

There are three leaders in the C-type prison.

The leader of the guards, the leader of the jailers, and a chief lieutenant who commanded the guards and jailers, the real ruler of the C-name prison, but that kind of big man rarely showed up unless something special happened.

"Fangzheng, why do you look so bad?" Walking to the front, Wu Huo looked at Fangzheng who was as pale as paper, and asked with a frown.

"Something went wrong in my training, my energy and blood collided, Captain, I would like to ask for a few days off." Fangzheng lowered his head and said.

"Let me see." Wu Huo stretched out his hand and hit Fang Zheng on the shoulder.

"The loss of essence is so serious?"

Withdrawing his hand, Wu Huo looked at Fangzheng.

"It will be fine after a few days of conditioning," Fangzheng said.

"You are allowed three days off, take care of yourself," Wu Huo said.

"Thank you Captain!" Fangzheng cupped his hands, greeted several fellow jailers, and then he left, the sky prison.

……

After leaving the prison, Fangzheng did not rush home, but went to Fangshi.

After wandering around for a few times, Fangzheng walked into a medicine store.

[Century-year-old ginseng has a good nourishing and nourishing effect, which can improve your physique...]

[Baicao Pills are actually pills made from some common medicinal materials, and the effect is not as good as century-old ginseng. 】

[The golden gun does not fall down the pill, which allows you to have a high-strength combat power for an hour. 】

……

Entering the medicinal material store, Fang Zheng glanced around.

According to the effects of various medicinal materials prompted, Fang Zheng screened them.

I bought some powerful and nourishing medicinal materials, and spent a total of more than ten taels.

Heartbroken, Fangzheng returned home.

Entering the kitchen, Fangzheng boiled some medicinal ingredients, drank it, and absorbed the mana quickly, and his pale face returned to a rosy complexion.

"After getting Qilin's true blood, it seems that I have to find a way to make money..."

Taking a breath, Fangzheng thought about it.

Cultivation is very expensive.

To go one step further, more money is needed to support the purchase of various resources.

The cultivation base of the children of big families is generally higher than that of other practitioners. The reason for this is that they have strong enough cultivation resources to support them.

Feeling recovered a bit, mana also returned to its peak, Fangzheng adjusted his mentality, took out the talisman paper, and started making talismans.

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One stroke at a time, perfectly outlined.

When the last one fell, Fangzheng's heart tensed instantly.

I have failed before, just this last step, don’t be nervous, it’s fake.

"Om-"

A ray of light rose, and the next second, the spell in front of him was lifted by a mysterious force.

A feeling that made his soul palpitate came from the spell.

After a while, the light disappeared and the spell fell.

"Success!"

Seeing that the talisman in front of him hadn't been reduced to ashes, Fangzheng's face showed uncontrollable joy.

It's a lie if you're not excited.

A night of consecutive failures broke his mentality.

This time, it finally succeeded.

To calm down his excitement, Fangzheng picked up the Black God Talisman to watch.

With a little more luster, Fang Zheng felt a creepy feeling when he looked directly at the Black God's spell.

[The black god spell has a restraining effect on the primordial spirit, and the activation of the spell can cause the primordial spirit to be severely injured. If the primordial spirit is weak, it can be directly killed and the primordial spirit will be wiped out...]

The font appeared in Fangzheng's eyes. Looking at his masterpiece, Fangzheng was in a good mood, and his face became more rosy.

It worked!
It also means that it is not a problem for him to refine the true blood of Qilin.

……

"This talisman... I'm afraid it's not enough?"

Calm down, Fangzheng thought.

How powerful is Wei Zhongxian's wisp of Yuanshen will?
Fang Zheng didn't know.

The cultivation base of this kind of big boss directly surpassed the chief captain of the Bingzi Heavenly Prison.

At least it is possible to refine the gods, and the realm of heaven and man is possible.

The sixth grade of refining the gods is the fusion of the void soul and will, and the soul of this realm can be called the primordial spirit.

Below the sixth rank, the primordial spirit is invisible and empty, and if you cross a step, the gap will be earth-shaking.

Ninth Grade of Immortal Dao.

One product and one heavy day.

And these nine ranks are divided into the upper three ranks, the middle three ranks, and the lower three ranks.

The seventh rank crosses the sixth rank, and has entered the ranks of the middle third rank from the lower third rank.

The lower third-rank practitioners, countless people in the Dayong Dynasty belonged to this rank.

Middle three, that's different.

Already belonged to the middle power.

As for the third rank, it is really necessary to touch the Immortal Dao of Longevity.

And above the first rank, it is the legendary Supreme True Immortal.

However, whether there is, that is not clear.

Even if there was, Fangzheng would not know about it.

On the surface, he hasn't heard of it yet.

Even today's Emperor Dayong, Emperor Tianqi.

It is also a first-class product.

However, with the blessing of imperial luck, this first rank can beat 90.00% of the immortal cultivators above nine, and can even compete with the supreme true immortal.

The Dayong Dynasty was full of wars.

Emperor Apocalypse ignored the government.

The rebels are making trouble and bewitching people's hearts.

In a chaotic world, monsters run rampant in the world.

But after all, the Dayong Dynasty is still standing.

why?
The fate of the dynasty is the foundation. If Emperor Apocalypse does not die, the Dayong Dynasty will not die.

In Nantian Buzhou, the real leader is only Dayong.

Squeeze all nations and unify the southern sky.

Although there are demons and thieves in troubled times, they are just small waves after all.

In the former Nantian Buzhou, there were many countries.

Known in history as 'the nations of all nations!

But now, the kingdoms of all nations have been destroyed, and only Dayong is the one who dominates the southern sky.

Starting from the southern sky and the northwest, and sweeping across all nations, the background of the Dayong Dynasty is unfathomable.

It has been in power for thousands of years, and has been ruled by several generations of emperors, dividing Nantianbuzhou into 36 states and 72 prefectures.

Although there were occasional turmoil in several state capitals, it was nothing to the background of the Dayong Dynasty.

Rumor has it that the reason why Emperor Apocalypse ignores the government is to challenge the supreme immortality and become a true immortal.

If it is successful, even if more than half of the state capitals of the dynasty are in turmoil, they can be easily suppressed.

Closer to home.

True immortals are too far away from themselves.

Refining Qilin's true blood and casting it into a powerful Dao foundation is Fangzheng's current goal.

"It's better to make a few more."

After thinking for a moment, Fangzheng got rid of distracting thoughts and continued making talismans.

If one is not enough, then two.

With more preparations, he will be able to more safely eliminate Wei Zhongxian's ray of primordial spirit consciousness.

……

The sun vacated.

The scorching sun shines on the land of Yongdu.

Several hours passed, and there were already more than a dozen black god spells in front of Fang.

As I guessed, the root cause was the blood problem.

It was surprisingly smooth to replace it with essence and blood.

"call……"

The last spell was successful, and Fangzheng let out a sigh of relief.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, looking at the eighteen black god spells in front of him, a smile appeared on his pale face.

Eighteen black god mantras, this time, it's stable!

"Eat first, then start."

After tidying up the spells and putting them aside, Fangzheng went out with him.

……

After half an hour, I was full of wine and food.

Fangzheng's energy and magic power have almost recovered.

Lock doors and windows.

The room was dark.

On the bed, Fangzheng took out the bottle containing Qilin's true blood, looked at the Qilin's true blood in the bottle with a solemn expression.

Unscrewing the bottle, Fangzheng unsealed his mana imprisonment.

In the next second, a surging energy erupted instantly like a flood bursting an embankment.

All over the body, the blood is boiling.

The breath of true blood swayed away instantly.

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Three layers of prison.

In the prison cell, Wei Zhongxian, who hadn't moved for a long time, opened his eyes suddenly, and the cloudy eyes burst out with a bright light.

"Fuck, I thought you stopped practicing, and finally started!"

A smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and Wei Zhongxian's hanging heart instantly relaxed.

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(End of this chapter)