Chapter Four Hundred and Twentieth Sixth Missing

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"The meridians...reshape or not?"

In the training room, Fang Ping watched the recovery of flesh and blood with a cautious expression on his face.

Now is the best opportunity to reshape the meridians.

However, old man Li forged his golden body before, but did not reshape his meridians.

Fang Ping suddenly gritted his teeth, not to reshape!

At this point, it doesn't make much sense to reshape the meridians. Old man Li can run the power of Qi and blood through the cells of his body, and he is fine.

The next moment, Fang Ping directly absorbed a large amount of indestructible matter, completely rebirthing his flesh and blood.

Outside, the complexions of several masters changed slightly, Wu Kuishan remained calm, and old man Li frowned slightly.

Fang Ping did not reshape the meridians.

...

"Flesh and blood are resurrected!"

At this moment, Fang Ping is no longer a skeleton, but has returned to his previous normal state.

But the golden bones in the body continued to tremble with flesh and blood, and the freshly recovered flesh and blood still couldn't support the strength of the golden bones.

Fang Ping frowned, and continued to absorb the golden indestructible substance, and the other side also continued to absorb a large amount of energy into the body.

Outside, Wu Kuishan no longer hesitated, took out a crystal bottle, and directly poured all the life essence in the bottle into it.

The breaths of several eighth-ranks are a little short, Ma De, what a luxury!

On Mowu's side, the extravagance is endless.

In order for Fang Ping to reshape his flesh and blood, they felt sorry for Mo Wu at this price.

Some of the eighth grades who didn't make a move, someone said softly: "Principal Wu, your school really attaches great importance to Fang Ping..."

Wu Kuishan smiled lightly and said, "His own money."

Several people were stunned for a moment, but Wu Kuishan didn't explain, this kid is rich, and the school still needs a lot of money from him.

...

When the energy of life essence poured into the training room, Fang Ping hurriedly began to absorb it.

The mellow life energy, combined with the indestructible matter, began to stabilize his flesh and blood.

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax. He didn't even bother to absorb the energy of the energy stone in the room. It was too time-consuming and needed to be absorbed and transformed.

The next moment, Fang Ping's almost endless power of blood gushed out and began to transform every cell.

Old man Li spent several years in order for the cells to withstand the power of qi and blood and make the qi and blood densely spread.

Because of this step, too much energy and blood was consumed.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, didn't care.

His current wealth value is 18 billion, which can be converted into 18 million calories of blood, which is equivalent to the total amount of exhausted blood of 1,800 sixth-rank peak warriors.

Old man Li had only Wanka at the peak of his blood before, and his blood was exhausted, and it would take at least two or three days to replenish it, and the consumption was not low.

After a year, old man Li has reached his limit to restore a million calories of energy and blood.

But in fact, old man Li wouldn't do that either, the consumption was too much, and he couldn't afford it.

In those few years, he also tempered his body every now and then, not every day and night.

According to his consumption, the final consumption of Qi and blood is only about a million calories.

But he is going to do it for a long time, and Fang Ping is going to complete this step at once.

When countless qi and blood power poured into Fang Ping's body, too much qi and blood power also caused the flesh and blood to collapse.

The indestructible matter and life essence also constantly repaired the flesh and blood injuries, giving Fang Ping enough time to temper the flesh and blood cells.

A few minutes later, just as Fang Ping was tempering his cells, Fang Ping in the room suddenly frowned.

Then, the piece of flesh and blood tempered by him suddenly shattered.

"no!"

Fang Ping frowned suddenly, outside, Chen Yunxi hurriedly said: "Dean, what's wrong with him?"

Old man Li suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just that I have too much energy and my physique is not strong enough, which caused a breakdown. Just get used to it for a while."

...

"That does not work!"

Fang Ping frowned, and suddenly thought of something. The next moment, Fang Ping directly shattered all the flesh and blood.

Outside, Wu Kuishan immediately shouted, "Fang Ping, what are you doing!"

Does this kid know,

In order to restore his flesh and blood, how much indestructible material and life essence has been spent.

Fang Ping's hoarse voice came out: "I know, the principal can rest assured!"

After all, flesh and blood reappeared on Fang Ping's hand bones.

But this time, Fang Ping no longer tempered with the power of Qi and blood, but suddenly condensed a large amount of power of heaven and earth, directly wrapping the bones of his hand.

He thought of Lu Fengrou's forced union last time.

The power of heaven and earth is stronger than the power of blood!

It stands to reason that golden bones and golden bodies can withstand the power of heaven and earth.

If he wanted the flesh and blood to withstand the strength of the golden bones, he had to forge a physical body that could withstand the power of heaven and earth. The physical body that could only withstand the power of qi and blood before was still too weak.

And Fang Ping's move made several foreign eighth-ranks dumbfounded.

The swarthy old man from Siam couldn't help but said, "Principal Wu, is the pride of your school an eighth rank or a fifth rank?"

Is this really a rank five martial artist?

He has unlimited energy and blood, great golden bones, and the power of heaven and earth. If you say he is a fifth-rank, do you think I will believe it?

Wu Kuishan was speechless, another strong man on the side smiled wryly: "Fifth grade? I don't think his internal organs have been transformed into a golden body, and there are signs of energy leakage. The door of the triple burner should not be closed... But this..."

But this fifth grade is completely inconsistent with the image of fifth grade in my impression, okay?

Several strong men from Huaguo were also amazed, and the eighth-rank woman in Tsing Yi said enviously: "Mowu is really going to be a monster, according to the development of this situation, if the golden body is condensed this time, Once the triple burner gate is closed and his mental power grows stronger, he can reach the eighth-rank state as quickly as possible."

Wu Kuishan chuckled and said, "In your Qingtian Mountain lineage, there are a few geniuses..."

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled wryly and said: "The 25-year-old fifth-rank, before changing to Qingtian Mountain, I am naturally proud. But now Wuhan University is extremely powerful, and fourth- and fifth-rank students emerge in endlessly. Not to mention Fang Ping, Nanwu Wang Jinyang, Jingwu Li Hansong...

Including Chen Wenlong and Qin Fengqing from your school...these people are extremely young.

Chen Wenlong is 23 this year, and Qin Fengqing should be reaching the fifth rank soon.

besides……"

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at Chen Yunxi and the others next to her, and she became more bitter, and said softly: "These students are not very old, right?"

"They are all Fang Ping's classmates."

"That's the sophomore student?"

The woman has nothing to say!

These people should be about the same age as Fang Ping, about 20 years old.

Both Chen Yunxi and Zhao Lei have reached the peak of the third rank, Fu Changding is almost there, and it shouldn't take long for Yang Xiaoman and the others.

The fourth grade is coming soon, will the fifth grade take two years?

Even if it takes two years, it still looks like 22 years old.

Qingtian Mountain has produced a few celestial talents who have stepped into the fifth-rank realm at the age of 25, and they are also famous in the sect circle.

However, compared with Wuhan University, it is still far behind.

The woman didn't talk much about Qingtian Mountain, but she talked about other things, and said: "The Zen Ji monk of Guangsheng Temple has entered the sixth-rank realm. He is only 30 years old. Guangsheng Temple has a profound heritage."

"Wangwu Mountain, where Grandmaster Zhao is located, has also emerged a lot of talents in recent years, much stronger than my Qingtian Mountain."

"Wanshan Temple..."

Speaking of Wanshan Temple, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly frowned and said: "The old monk in Wanshan Temple heard that someone found his whereabouts... His name is also on the list, is he back?"

Wanshan Temple is the sect of the third-rank monk Fang Ping challenged, the abstinence monk.

Fang Ping beat him up, and that guy beat up Ye Qing later.

Before, there was no master in Wanshan Temple.

He was appointed as the host of Wanshan Temple, and has been trapped in the cave for many years without a trace.

Recently, it was rumored that the old monk who was trapped in the burrow had returned, and the other party had entered the seventh-rank list directly, which surprised many people.

Wu Kuishan nodded slightly, and said: "I'm back, but the injury is not serious. I heard that I have been sitting in the cave for a long time, trying to condense the golden body, but failed." "The golden body..."

The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head slightly, the golden body is not so easy to achieve.

She has a condensed golden body, although she looks only thirty or forty years old, she is actually close to a hundred years old.

Fang Ping didn't know, otherwise, he might have to complain a few words in his heart, a hundred-year-old lady pretending to be a young woman.

The woman in Tsing Yi didn't continue talking about Wanshan Temple, she thought for a while and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Is there any news about Lu Zhen?"

Wu Kuishan frowned slightly and shook his head.

Lu Zhen, that is his father-in-law.

But since showing up once two years ago, there has been no news since then.

Today, Lu Zhen's name is no longer on the list.

Lu Zhen, who is at the peak of the seventh rank, is not weak, and it is difficult to judge whether he is alive or dead.

The old monk of Wanshan Temple has returned after disappearing for so many years, so Lu Zhen may not have died.

Wu Kuishan didn't say much, Lu Zhen and the girl in Tsing Yi were figures of the same era, and he calculated that his seniority was a generation lower than the eighth-rank present.

But when the strong have reached this level, age doesn't matter, as long as they are not the kind of teacher-student relationship or blood relationship, and the strength is similar, they will naturally be friends of the same generation. While they were talking, in the training room, Fang Ping condensed a force of heaven and earth, not too strong, about 5 gallons, and it was constantly compressing the flesh and blood in his hands.

Wu Kuishan took a look, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Using the power of heaven and earth to temper an ordinary flesh and blood body, I'm afraid it's very difficult!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Kuishan turned his head to look at Huang Jing and said, "Go get some high-grade monster blood."

Huang Jing didn't move, and pondered: "I can't do without..."

"Bring them all!"

"good!"

The yellow spot heads and quickly disappears.

After a while, Huang Jing came back. At this moment, Huang Jing was holding several crystal jars the size of water tanks in his hands.

One of the altars attracted everyone's attention.

In that jar, a large amount of golden liquid was constantly tumbling.

The swarthy old man from Siam really wanted to swallow his saliva, and he didn't care about being ashamed, and said in a complicated tone: "The blood of the eighth-rank golden body monster?"

"Um."

Wu Kuishan sighed softly, and his eyes were a bit complicated.

He didn't get it, it was the old headmaster who got it over the years. The old headmaster has fought countless battles in his life, fought against eighth-rank monsters more than once, and even killed eighth-rank monsters!

This jar of blood was left by that eighth-rank monster.

For a strong man with a golden body, his blood has already been transformed into a golden body, which contains some indestructible substances, and is also full of a lot of energy.

The old headmaster who had killed an eighth-rank monster did not have a magic weapon. Many people actually didn't understand it. They suspected that it might be the monster that he killed, which was severely damaged and could not forge a magic weapon.

Few people know about the huge magic weapon. The old principal doesn't have magical weapons, but some people do.

The eighth-rank divine weapon has also shown its power, and once cut off the trunk of a ninth-rank demon plant.

Afterwards, by incorporating the backbone of the Ninth-Rank Yaozhi, the Divine Weapon became stronger, reaching the strength of the Ninth-Rank Divine Weapon.

Few people know about this.

However, Wu Kuishan knew that it would not last long.

Before, Zheng Minghong's flesh and blood collapsed with his palm. This guy Zheng Minghong may not know anything, but Wu Chuan was also there, so that guy may not be clear.

He also knows a lot about Mowu, and the old principal is still his teacher.

Wu Kuishan was not a student of the old principal, but his teacher was also a mentor of Mowu, but he had died in the burrow in his early years.

Counting, he and Wu Chuan can also be regarded as senior brothers. His teacher was one of the first batch of mentors of Mowu back then, and his qualifications were no lower than that of the old principal.

These thoughts flashed in my mind.

Wu Kuishan didn't think too much, took a deep breath, and nodded towards Huang Jingjing.

Seeing this, Huang Jing looked sideways at Song Yingji and said, "Get a bathtub... By the way, it needs to be made of energy crystals."

"ah?"

Song Yingji was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and suddenly rushed out. After a while, he came over with a crystal-like cauldron, and said with a dry smile: "There is no bathtub, only this pot. The technology has not reached this level a few years ago." The level, the pot used to burn energy stones."

Huang Jing didn't care either, it was almost enough.

After taking the huge pot, Huang Jing opened the jar in his hand and poured some red blood into it.

Looking at the last jar of golden blood, Huang Jing glanced at Wu Kuishan, who nodded slightly, "use it."

The blood of an eighth-rank golden body monster is also a good thing. Fang Ping has taken the school's body-enhancing liquid before, and it works well for low-rank warriors.

But Fang Ping probably didn't know that those body strengthening fluids were actually mixed with the blood of some high-grade monsters.

And there was very little adulteration, Fang Ping used the blood this time... If he didn't bring back the corpse of a high-grade monster, Wu Kuishan would definitely settle with him.

Seeing Wu Kuishan nodding, Huang Jing also poured the golden blood into it.

As soon as the golden blood entered the cauldron, it immediately pushed out the other red blood. Even if it had been dead for many years, only the blood was left. The golden blood was extremely domineering. Huang Jing didn't delay, and soon opened the door of the training room, walked in quickly with the pot on his shoulders, then put down the cauldron, and said, "Go in, take a bath!"

Fang Ping was having a headache at the moment, how to keep his flesh and blood from collapsing. Seeing this, he glanced at the cauldron, and jumped into the cauldron without saying a word.

When he entered the pot, the blood began to boil.

Huang Jing said in a deep voice: "Here is the blood of seven or eight monsters, which can be used to temper the body. Don't put it in the body, unless you want to have some monster characteristics in yourself."

"Know."

"..."

Huang Jing didn't stay any longer, and walked out quickly. Several eighth-rank powerhouses continued to release indestructible substances. On the other side, Song Yingji also continued to let people burn energy stones.

Fang Ping, this time the price was too high.

If this fails, there is no way Mowu can do it, unless you try to find a strong person at the top of the ninth rank to try it out, but the probability is not high.

In the training room, the blood in the cauldron began to boil.

The flesh and blood in Fang Ping's hands began to absorb the blood, but the blood was filtered out once again.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on Fang Ping's hand bones showed a faint golden light.

"effective!"

Everyone cheered up, and old man Li also looked happy, and hurriedly said: "It is possible, this is a sign of achieving a half-golden body!"

At this moment, Fang Ping combined the power of heaven and earth, indestructible matter, the power of monster blood, the power of qi and blood, and the energy of energy stones... quickly forging his own flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood on the hand bones continued to spread.

Gradually, the entire left arm was covered with flesh and blood, showing a faint golden color.

Seeing this scene, everyone was relieved and no longer collapsed.

This also means that the strength of flesh and blood can support golden bones.

The left arm recovered, showing a light golden color. Fang Ping's power of heaven and earth continued to compress the flesh and blood, making the golden light more intense.

After a while, a faint golden flesh appeared on the right arm.

The four eighth-ranks who were inputting the indestructible substance looked at each other, tacitly stopped, and the other four began to take over.

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Fang Ping, don't continue to compress, as long as you can maintain the golden bone."

This kid, really want to completely forge a golden body?

The 8 eighth-rank powerhouses receive limited rewards, so how can there be so many indestructible substances for you to consume and waste.

Fang Ping in the room seemed a little regretful, and stopped compressing.

These eight ranks are not his father, how could they infinitely input indestructible substances to maintain his flesh and blood rebirth.

The next moment, flesh and blood appeared on Fang Ping's legs, chest and back.

Outside, Fu Changding looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Does he have any more?"

"What?"

Zhao Lei was stunned for a moment, Fu Changding lowered his voice and said, "Second."

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhao Lei gave him a strange look, what are you thinking?

The few low-ranking people on the side didn't hear it, but they couldn't hide it from those high-ranking ones.

Old man Li said carelessly: "Whether he has it or not, he didn't before, he should have it now, it's still golden..."

"Cough cough cough!"

Wu Kuishan coughed and glared at him. He was talking about something so old and disrespectful in front of the students.

...

Fang Ping in the room doesn't care so much.

At this moment, Fang Ping was reviving more and more flesh and blood.

Soon, almost all the flesh and blood on his body recovered.

However, it was still a little bit worse.

While everyone was waiting outside, the flesh and blood on Fang Ping's face suddenly shattered, and Fu Changding and the others, who were watching with wide-eyed fright, took a step back. If I go, it will scare people to death, okay?

"It's all right, bull!"

Fu Changding took a breath, this kind of person is too scary.

Fang Ping didn't bother to care about them, he got into the cauldron and buried his head in it.

The blood in the pot also gradually faded from golden red to a transparent color.

The next moment, the other four strong men with golden bodies turned pale and looked sideways at Wu Kuishan.

Wu Kuishan nodded lightly, and several people withdrew their palms.

In the room, Fang Ping suddenly said sullenly: "Grandmasters, give me some more."

Seeing that his head was still stuffed in the pot, Wu Kuishan frowned and said, "It should be fine."

"It's still a little bit..."

"Fang Ping!"

Wu Kuishan was a little dissatisfied, do you really think these eight ranks are your subordinates?

Now that the injury is healed, come out.

Fang Ping was silent for a moment, then suddenly got his head out, and said depressedly: "Let's do it again!"

"..."

Outside, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of choked-up laughter.

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said after a while, "That's it, wait for the natural growth, and the recovery of the indestructible substance is unnecessary and wasteful."

"headmaster!"

With a broken face, Fang Ping said bitterly: "This... this is all naked, give me some more!"

"Ahem, hair, eyebrows, etc., will grow out sooner or later."

Wu Kuishan said irresponsibly, it's too bad to use indestructible substance to restore hair and eyebrows, the bare eggs will be fine, and they will grow back naturally after a while, Fang Ping is not really golden.

"do not!"

Fang Ping wanted to cry, but said quickly, "I'll pay for it..."

Outside, several eighth-ranks ignored him, and it was almost enough.

Besides, they don't think it's necessary to restore some hair and eyebrows. Even if they give money, they think it's too wasteful.

"headmaster!"

"teacher!"

"Several masters..."

Seeing these people going out, Fang Ping almost cried, what the hell, it's already reached this point, can't you give me a little more?

At this moment, he knew what he looked like, his whole head was bald, not the kind that was shaved, but the kind that was peeled off the shell of a boiled egg.

Absolutely smooth!

No stubble!

"Principal! Don't go!"

Fang Ping cried blood, but Wu Kuishan ignored him and walked out with several eighth-ranks.

The others were also trembling all over, and walked outside, waiting for Fang Ping to come out.

"No, give me a little more, just a little, isn't this deliberately tricking me?"

Fang Ping wants to cry but has no tears. These old men are definitely trying to trick him on purpose!

There are so many outputs, do you still care about this?

Don't tell others, Wu Kuishan is fine, he can practice in two or three days.

Chen Yunxi, who was walking at the end, couldn't help turning her head and comfortingly said: "It's actually quite beautiful, you should come out first."

"If you kill me, you won't go out!"

Fang Ping yelled in grief and indignation, absolutely on purpose, it was so annoying!

What a good-looking fart, I am shameless if I look like a ghost, and I will not be laughed to death by others when I go out?

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