Chapter 876: The Dragon Clan’s Soul-Residing Magical Weapon (Part 1)

"You? What has changed?" As soon as Fatty Jing saw Yang Chen, he looked up and down carefully for a long time, and then he frowned and asked in confusion.

The person in front of me is still Yang Chen, but something has changed, and he doesn't seem to be Yang Chen. It's a really strange feeling.

"Nothing has changed, it's just a little practice." Yang Chen gave Fatty Jing a specious answer, and then smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, Master Jinghu, a ninth-level master of heavenly immortals!"

"Hahaha!" Upon hearing that Yang Chen was congratulating him on this, Fatty Jing couldn't stop the smile on his face, and his smile was so wrinkled: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, that wife of yours... ..." Just after he said something, he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly changed his words: "Fairy, that fairy is really amazing. I told her happy things, and she told me unhappy things. She didn't do anything, just listened to the story. Hearing this makes me feel better. This is the first time I have upgraded so comfortably. Hahaha, I am now a master, a master, a master, you must respect me a little more in the future!"

Fatty Jing is now a master of the ninth level of Heavenly Immortal, and will soon reach the peak of Heavenly Immortal. In fact, Fatty Jing's accumulation was enough in the past, but it was just because of his lack of mental meditation that he could not improve at this level. In his previous life, he was captured by someone before his understanding improved. In this life, he only improved after chatting with Fairy Qingyin. There was no reason for him to feel dissatisfied.

"Isn't that my advice?" He Jing, the fat man, always being polite made him unhappy, so he had to be a brother-in-law and talk and laugh uninhibitedly. Yang Chen was not polite and directly took the credit on himself.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Fatty Jing blurted out a dirty word, not caring at all about his demeanor as a master in the late stage of immortality. But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, and added angrily: "Your woman is barely a little bit... It’s a relationship!”

Being forced to admit that his promotion had something to do with Yang Chen made Fatty Jing look very embarrassed. He was a master of the eighth level of the Immortal, but he did not leave the help of a descendant of the Human Immortal. How could this be allowed?

"You still owe me a breath. Didn't you say you would give it to me after I improve my realm? Bring it!" If he was unhappy, he would not be happy. Fatty Jing did not forget to reach out to Yang Chen to ask for favors. Whoever asked him to meet him would make him unhappy. enough?

"Why do you think you are here?" Yang Chen snorted and said arrogantly: "Lead the way and find a suitable place for you to retreat!"

Yang Chen didn't default on his debts and was willing to give him benefits. Fatty Jing had nothing to say, so he could only tolerate Yang Chen's attitude and obediently led Yang Chen to the door of a monastery.

"This is your woman's place, and this is mine." The jingshe was divided into two. Fatty Jing was not afraid of Yang Chen misunderstanding, so he pointed directly to the side where Fairy Qingyin was, and then pointed to his side. , without waiting for Yang Chen to respond, he walked straight in.

Yang Chen followed in and took out the gourd containing Long Yuan. Fatty Jing found a comfortable position and lay down. This was the posture he practiced himself. He only looked at the comfort, not the effect. In fact, Fatty Jing's attitude is the correct attitude towards spiritual practice. Practice should be a happy thing, and it should naturally be as comfortable as possible.

"Little Monkey and the others have already left, saying they are going out for training." After Fatty Jing told Hou Yun and the others where they were going, he said impatiently: "I'm ready, let's get started!"

A strong dragon essence penetrated from Fatty Jing's nose. Fatty Jing was a discerning person and immediately realized that the opportunity was rare. Without saying a word, Fatty Jing immediately entered a state of cultivation. He had no defense against Yang Chen. Ever since he discovered that the bracelet on Yang Chen's hand could kill him even when he was awake, he had no defense against Yang Chen.

After a while, Fatty Jing entered into trance. Yang Chen saw that he had nothing to do for the time being and slowly withdrew. Anyway, after Hou Yun and the others left Shuifu, Fairy Qingyin should be the only one left here. The chefs all lived far away and were very conscious that no one would disturb them for the time being. It would be a good time to meet Zhou Xianying.

Zhou Xianying already knew that Yang Chen was coming, but Fatty Jing showed up first, so she was too embarrassed to go out. Seeing Yang Chen coming over, Zhou Xianying welcomed Yang Chen into her monastery rather awkwardly. She even helped Yang Chen take over his robe and asked him to sit down. Everything seemed very unskilled.

"You're back!" Zhou Xianying lowered her head in greeting, then she was speechless and her face turned red. Ever since Yang Chen said that he would prepare a new betrothal gift for her, Zhou Xianying didn't know how to face Yang Chen and how close she should be to contact Yang Chen.

"Back!" Yang Chen promised. After staying with Mrs. Fanghua and thirty maids for a long time, he naturally had the aura of a master. Talking to Zhou Xianying felt as if he had returned to his own home.

"Opportunities are rare. Some things will disappear soon. It's better to finish the business first." Yang Chen explained, and then asked Zhou Xianying to prepare for retreat.

Everything is complete here, and retreat is just a matter of words. Zhou Xianying didn't say much, and took Yang Chen to the retreat room of the Jingshe. She sat cross-legged with her five hearts pointing toward the sky, waiting for Yang Chen.

This time, Yang Chen became fierce and pushed all the dragon essence in the gourd into Zhou Xianying's nostrils. Anyway, there aren't many left. Zhou Xianying is at the level of an immortal, so it's understandable that she needs more.

Inspired by Long Yuan, Zhou Xianying quickly entered a state of trance, and Yang Chen was the only one left awake.

In this situation, Yang Chen should protect the law, but since he was in the water mansion, Yang Chen didn't worry about his safety, so he simply began to study the gourd containing Long Yuan.

Under normal circumstances, the dragon essence will dissipate, but it does not dissipate so quickly in this gourd. There must be something in it that can preserve the dragon essence. What Yang Chen wanted to study was these unknown materials.

In a flash of thought, the gourd magnified countless times in Yang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, allowing Yang Chen to see it clearly. The gourd refining method looks very good, but it is only good at best, and it is not enough to preserve the dragon essence. That is to say, the preservation of Long Yuan should have nothing to do with the refining technique.

At the bottom of the gourd, this time there is a thin layer of thick purple liquid, with a slight breath of dragon essence on it. It seems to be something that preserves dragon essence.

Yang Chen's consciousness penetrated, but he didn't recognize what it was. However, when the consciousness penetrated into those viscous liquids, there was actually a mouth-watering feeling, as if those viscous liquids were some kind of delicious food. (To be continued.)