Chapter 21 Harvest and Breakthrough

"Ok?"

An ecstatic expression appeared on Zhang Yichu's face, wishing he could read through it right away to see if he could activate the system.

However, she glanced at Lin Fengjiao, who was doing exercises with her eyes closed, and suppressed her inner excitement.

"You kid, stay here to clean up the battlefield. I'll take Zhang Hanyuan back and escort him to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi tomorrow. By the way, I'll let the Ren family know what happened here."

"By the way, don't move Master Ren's body, let the Ren family handle it themselves."

Lin Fengjiao's opened eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, with a faint smile on her lips, she picked up Zhang Hanyuan who had fainted, and walked down the mountain.

"Senior Brother Lao is here!"

Zhang Yichu cupped his fists and bowed slightly, he was able to successfully defeat Zhang Hanyuan, of course he relied on Senior Brother Lin's power, relying on himself alone, he might die here.

Without thinking too much, Zhang Yichu sat cross-legged, carefully reading the contents on the leather scroll in his hand.

The characters on it were as small as mosquitoes and flies, and the faint smell of corpses lingered on the tip of his nose. After touching a stick of incense, Zhang Yichu roughly read the scroll recording the corpse refining technique.

"The good fortune of covering the world is to seize the body of the spirit and show off the spirit, and the corpse will be depressed and defeated."

"Nursed by heaven and earth, controlled by refining, defending one's own way, killing corpses to become a way, stealing into it with one's own soul, crossing the sea without concealing the truth, and accomplishing the right way."

……

【drop!The system has detected a sorcery—corpse refinement! 】

[Corpse Refining is automatically maxed out! 】

A familiar voice came to mind, followed by a huge amount of mixed information, perhaps because I was used to it, this time learning corpse refining did not cause brain pain.

Various thoughts about refining and controlling corpses surfaced in Zhang Yichu's mind.

From strangeness to familiarity, and then to perfection, it seems that Zhang Yichu has been immersed in this way for tens of hundreds of years, and Zhang Yichu has reached the pinnacle of refining corpses!

"The system is really powerful, and my hard work is not in vain."

At the dantian in the body, the strange and majestic mana suddenly appeared, causing pain in the lower abdomen. Zhang Yichu had no time to rejoice, so he quickly closed his eyes and looked inside, using the ghost-controlling mana to cooperate with himself, slowly digesting and absorbing the corpse-refining mana.

The attributes of the two mana are similar, but Zhang Yichu merged the two mana in just a cup of tea.

At this moment, in the dantian, the dark and cold mana turned into a boundless sea of ​​clouds. The lead ink was thick, like a cumulonimbus cloud layer, and the muffled sounds bulging out of it seemed to indicate something.

"The opportunity to break through the fake pill has arrived!"

Sensing the change in his mana, Zhang Yichu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Turning his head to look at the bronze armored corpses still wrapped in Dong Xiaoyu's Yin power, his hands were flying like phantoms, and the seeds of qi knots were condensed, and they were smashed into the bronze armored corpses one after another.

The bronze armored corpses who were still struggling in vain, became silent the moment the qi knot seeds entered.

As expected of a full-level corpse refining technique, it can be controlled instantly!
At the same time, the original power fed back by the bronze armor corpses also appeared at Zhang Yichu's dantian, becoming the last lightning that broke through the clouds.

"boom!"

Zhang Yichu seemed to hear a muffled thunder, and the thunder rolled over the heavy clouds in his dantian, crushing out all the water vapor that had accumulated for a long time.

The huge black cloud formed by mana gradually reduced, condensed into a liquid state, and fell into the Dantian sea.

It seems that a long time has passed by the senses, but Zhang Yichu knew that it only took a moment for the magic power in the dantian to complete the transformation from qi to liquid.

Immediately, a dark red sphere resembling a newborn sun emerged from the ocean of mana. Rich and terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from this illusory sphere, cleansed and condensed, and automatically absorbed the ocean of mana to enrich itself.

Fake pills condense!

The realm is raised!

The Yin soldiers guarding outside suddenly felt a powerful and terrifying coercion coming from Zhang Yichu's body, coupled with the influence of the brand of controlling ghosts.

At this moment, each of them was lying limp on the ground, lying or kneeling, trembling, and the fear in their eyes didn't have the slightest bit of ferocity as a ghost.

"Congratulations, my lord, for making great progress in mana!"

As for Xiaoqian, who collapsed beside Zhang Yichu's legs, her eyes were as charming as silk, and a rare blush appeared on her pale face, her chin as smooth as jade rested on his thigh, panting coquettishly.

"The master's magic power is boundless, and the slaves can't stand it anymore."

Zhang Yichu opened his eyes after adjusting his breath and mana, with a flash of light in them, he stroked the head of the beautiful woman beside his leg, feeling very good.

"After I finish stabilizing my realm, I will give you some benefits. Come back."

The suction came from the human skin banner, and all the Yin soldiers were contained in it. When the human skin banner was about to be withdrawn, Zhang Yichu, regardless of the instability of the realm, raised his hand and passed a stream of pure mana into it, surrounding the ghost general's aura, helping him to nourish .

"Ghost General is good at self-cultivation. When the matter here is over, I will reshape the ghost body for you."

Zhang Yichu naturally would not let the ghost general who was loyal to protect the lord be left alone. Among all the ghost soldiers, he was the only one who stepped forward at that time.

Get up and go to the black coffin placed aside, this coffin is completely black, and the slightly small coffin body is somewhat nondescript.

From time to time, the magic circle composed of golden silk patterns has streamers turning, and the strong cold corpse air around the body, even though it is not driven by the master, it is still vigorously rising.

Slowly stroking the coffin made of gold and iron, the biting cold came through his fingertips, Zhang Yichu was startled, his expression excited, as if he had found a treasure.

"Unexpectedly, apart from the space ability of storing corpses, this magic weapon also has a function similar to that of a corpse raising place. This Hanyuan gave me a good treasure."

However, if you want to use other people's magic tools for your own use, it is not a short-term matter. First, you must erase the traces and imprints of the original owner, and then slowly warm up and sacrifice them.

Now is obviously not the time to do these things, Zhang Yichu stretched out his hand to hold down the coffin lid, harnessed the thick magic power of the fake alchemy realm, directly brute force destroyed Zhang Hanyuan's mind brand, and gained simple control.

Although doing so would damage the magic weapon, but at this time, I don't care too much. After all, there are still a group of bronze armored corpses lying on the ground, and it is impossible for me to drive them back to Renjia Town directly.

"rise!"

With a single-handed sword finger pinching and swinging, the corpse coffin slowly stood up, but only for a moment, it was back to the bottom.

"It seems that it is still very difficult to drive directly without sacrifice."

In desperation, Zhang Yichu had no choice but to give up, pushed the coffin board away forcefully, and looked at the pitch-black space inside.

"Fortunately, the corpse storage is still available."

Under the impetus of refining the corpse, the remaining forty bronze armored corpses slowly got up and walked towards the coffin.

After all the bronze-armored corpses jumped into the coffin, Zhang Yichu closed the coffin, pulled a hemp rope that was used to lift Ren Weiyong's coffin, and directly tied the coffin, which was only one person tall, to his back.

At this moment, the sun was setting and the mist on the cemetery was gradually dissipating with the wind. An evil young man with a coffin on his back stood there alone, feeling unspeakably weird.

On the small road up the mountain in the distance, a group of timid people appeared. Zhang Yichu looked around and saw a familiar figure, it was the security captain Awei.

"I guess I came here to collect Ren Fa's body, but with my current appearance, it's better not to let outsiders see me."

Zhang Yichu gathered his mana, avoided Awei's group of people, and went down the mountain in the opposite direction with the coffin on his back.

(End of this chapter)

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