Chapter 137: Gongfacheng

Chapter 137: Success
In the cave, Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on a stone couch. In my hand is the mysterious piece of gray iron.
Taken in your hands, the intimacy of calling is more clear, and Zhang Yang feels that every individual cell of him jumps up.
"Is it because of the Bafangyin? Looking at the characteristics of this piece of gray iron, it is close to that of Bafangyin. In addition, I really can't think of any reason for me to have such a piece of gray iron. Intimate contact. "
Zhang Yang shook his hands. The piece of gray iron was not large. It was only the size of a pigeon egg, but it was really heavy. It looked like it was tens of pounds in weight. Based on this proportion, we knew it was nothing extraordinary. .
Of course, there is no absolute thing, like iron essence, the proportion is as great, but the value is not high.
Zhang Yang intruded with common sense, but as soon as he touched the surface, he was ejected.
Zhang Yang wasn't too surprised. In the realm of cultivation, most of the magical instruments and even some special materials could not be penetrated by his own little sense of sclerosis. This is not surprising.
After a moment of hesitation, a sharp claw cut off the wrist, and between the mana movement, a drop of destiny blood was forced out.
Tick!
The slightly darkened essence blood dripped on this small gray iron block, and immediately slipped away, leaving no trace of it.
Dropping blood failed to recognize the Lord.
Between mana movements, the air held up the gray iron, suspended in the air.
Zhang Yang's hands were determined, his mana was condensed, his fingers' light blue ice flames sprayed out, and the temperature in the cave dropped sharply.
A tea time has passed ...
Half an hour has passed ...
Two hours have passed ...
After half a day, the gray iron block remained unresponsive.
Although with the help of Xiao Hei, the cave has a strong atmosphere and can be continuously replenished and consumed, but Zhang Yang also looks a little tired after such continuous casting.
What's more, this has no effect at all.
Take a breath and take back Bingyan. Zhang Yang rubbed his chin for a while, thinking for a while, and had no idea but to retrieve it again.
"Well, this is also normal. The stall owner who shot this mysterious gray iron, I didn't know how many years of research, I must have seen nothing special, so I lost interest and wanted to sell it. It's weird when we solve it. "
Zhang Yang thought about it. It seems that the only way to try it is to put it in a Sanweidan furnace to quench it. Maybe it may have the same effect as Bafangyin.
However, the Sanwei Dan furnace requires the use of earth dragon fire to achieve the best results. It is difficult to refine the gray iron with ordinary flames or even ordinary earth fires.
Moreover, even if it can be refined and melted into a liquid, does Zhang Yang dare to fuse this piece of gray iron like the eight square seal?
I'm afraid hesitant. After all, if this is to be integrated into the body, who knows what the consequences of this mysterious substance will be after fusion?
With a bitter smile, he put the grey iron into the ring.
Since you can't figure it out, put it on hold! Maybe with the enhancement of strength and the increase of experience, these problems will gradually be solved.
I turned over and took out two jade bamboo slips, which was the "domineering technique" obtained from Guan Mo'er.
This mindset can be heard from the light, and it is definitely a very powerful spell. And the fact is the same.
Guan Moer, a good man, has burned a brief introduction to bullying into the end.
This domineering technique is to condense the whole body's mana and suddenly burst out. The entire body will turn into a huge fist, the thumb is clenched into the fist eye, the joint is hard, and the destructive force is extremely powerful.
It's hard for Zhang Yang to imagine that when the official Mo'er is a female streamer, her figure is elegant, and what kind of effect will be exerted by this fierce spell. Want to come is his father Guanxiong's peerless school.
After reading the introduction and browsing through the spell tips, Zhang Yang's face smiled even stronger.
This mindset is simply tailored for himself.
Nothing to hesitate, Zhang Yang immersed himself in consciousness and began to learn.
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Six months later.
The mountains are like daisies. The glow of Asahi was spotted on the tip of the peak and slowly wiped it to the foot of the mountain. The forest groves at the foot of the mountain, and the grass on the river's edge were gradually and clearly drawn in the morning light.
A zombie, more than seven feet tall, covered with purple-red skin, purple-red hair, a face with crickets and fangs, strong limbs, a burly body like an iron tower, and sharp claws flashing. Chilling light ...
Suddenly, but seeing the mana's mana flowing around, the air around him suddenly rolled up like a whirlwind, and the dust under his feet rose up.
Roar!
The zombie screamed, and his feet slammed on the ground. As the whole man stood up, the streamer changed and suddenly turned into a huge fist.
But seeing that this fist rolls around like black smoke, the wind is turbulent and the wind is cold.
The black light flashed, and the huge fist blasted towards a hill ahead.
boom--
The sky is falling apart, the mountains are falling apart.
The rocks were rolling down, the dust was evaporating, and the sky was covered, and a small hilltop was cut down by a hundred meters.
Countless birds around were shocked, and "Feng Ling Ling" flew to the sky and into the distance; the beasts in the forest shouted in unison, and the trees were shaking, apparently fleeing to the distance.
Boom!
The zombie's feet fell heavily to the ground, and the tower-like body flickered slightly, looking weak.
This zombie is naturally Zhang Yang. It took six months to concentrate and finally learned this bully.
The blow just now was the strongest blow from which he had exhausted all his mana.
As Zijin's identity, such a sharp attack can be launched, and it must be said that this is very rare.
Of course, the consequence is that the mana in Zhang Yang's body is suddenly evacuated and immediately becomes empty. Although his strength is still strong and his combat effectiveness is still strong, but this sudden change of uncomfortableness still made him stunned.
"It seems that I have to practice more! My power is so powerful that even if the mana is evacuated, it can be done in no way. This is nothing in normal times. If it is during a fierce fight, a small mistake may be possible. Decide on the outcome. "
Zhang Yang wondered secretly. However, I am really satisfied with the attacking effect of this domineering technique.
Back in the cave, Yun Gong recovered his mana, burned the jade Jane of domineering, and stretched his hands to crush it.
The spell has been completed, and I don't think about passing on it for the time being. Keeping this jade Jane is of no use. An accidental one will only cheapen the enemy.
"Half a year has passed, Guan Mo'er has no information and doesn't know how she is preparing."
"No matter how much! Before she comes, how much can be learned!"
I turned my hand and took out the "Spiral Cone" mentality from the object ring, and the invasion of consciousness began to continue learning.
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In a flash, it was another year.
In front of Guiji Building of Maiji Town, the ugly male monk in gossip purple clothes appeared again, in a gorgeous robe, matching his ugly face to the extreme, turning back no less than the purple woman next to him .
Everyone looked around, and some whispered:
"Why is such a flower stuck in cow dung?"
As a monk at the foundation, the woman in Ziyi had such good ears that she could hear clearly and frowned, but she did not speak. After all, there is nothing wrong with it.
The ugly man Zhang Yang smiled and didn't care.
One and a half years have passed since the appointment. The original plan of the purple-clad woman's official Mo'er was to get everything she needed in just a few months.
However, something went wrong in the middle and it took a year and a half. Moreover, according to Guan Mo'er, that thing is very important. Without it, even if you enter the immortal trail, the chances of cracking the prohibition and getting what you need can be ignored.
In this way, the departure time has continued until now.
This is not bad for Zhang Yang. Using these times, Zhang Yang not only learned the domineering technique, the soul-spinning cone, but also came to Guiyun Tower to buy a copy of the "sword technique".
Royal swordsmanship is flexible, which is not Zhang Yang's strength. As a zombie, with a powerful, Zhang Yang prefers a tough guy style of play. The tough spells, like the domineering, are very appetizing.
However, in consideration of the next cooperation with Guan Mo'er, his golden wing's hole cards are not easy to be exposed. Therefore, practicing the "sword skill" can mainly benefit from the sword flying in the sky.
Guiyunlou's betrayal is naturally not a clever mind. There are advantages and disadvantages. At the same time, Zhang Yang learns quickly.
One way, one way. He originally had golden wings and could fly, so it only took him more than two months to learn this "swordsmanship", and he could almost fly up and down.
In a while, several monks came, all of whom were high-ranking monks and peak monks, and even one person reached the state of great consummation. As long as he went further, he could cross the thunder and become a golden master.
Zhang Yang knew that Guan Mo'er had certainly invited more than one person and didn't care much.
But the old man who built the foundation has a frown:
"Official fairy, why are there so many people? The ruin you said doesn't seem to be too big. If you don't have a few artefacts in it, everyone will divide up and divide up. Where is the old man worth the trip?"
A word from the old man, a few people around nodded secretly, apparently more agreeable ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Guan Moer Qiao Xiaolianlian:
"Doctor Wei is angry! Everyone is angry! Although the ruins are not too big, there are not too many magical instruments and magic weapons in it. After all, it is an ancient monk's method. A little leftover is enough for us to enjoy. And, Even if the harvest is not generous this time, Mo Er will give it another gift, and you will definitely not be run away. "
"Pap!"
Guan Mo'er said, clapping his hands, and several maids stepped out of Guiyunlou immediately, each holding a plate covered with red silk, tinging Tingting and fragrant wind.
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