Fantasy: Traveling To The Exciting World Written By Yourself

this moment.

Fang Yan and Bing Luojun sat cross-legged, facing each other calmly.

"Can you still find the Nirvana Thunder?"

Bing Luojun never believed this was a coincidence.

What a liar!

Fang Yan comes prepared.

The key to treating Bing Luojun's injury was the Netherworld Thunder.

When she broke through to the Nine Transformations of Longevity, she was plotted against by someone with intentions, and was eventually damaged to the core by the thunder tribulation. However, in the end, she fought back and killed the opponent.

If she asked Mr. Xuan to take action, she would definitely be able to recover from her injuries, but she chose to endure it silently.

Once Mr. Xuan is found, Mr. Xuan will definitely recognize that Bing Luojun is the reincarnation of Fuchen.

then.

With this scene now.

Fight poison with poison!

Use the Nirvana Thunder to swallow up the power of thunder and calamity remaining in her body.

"luck"

Fang Yan said something casually and grabbed Bing Luojun's palm. It was really cold, which showed that Bing Luojun still had the greatest wariness towards Fang Yan.

The Ice Spirit Clan will not send chills to those they recognize.

Bing Luojun did not refuse, but took the initiative to hold Fang Yan's palm, and the coldness suddenly disappeared a lot.

"can we start?"

"let's start."

Next.

The endless thunder of death completely enveloped Fang Yan and Bing Luojun, and the two of them seemed to be bathed in thunder light.

The surrounding ice fields immediately turned into ice dust.

finally.

The two of them sat cross-legged in mid-air.

This scene lasted for an hour.

obviously.

This was Fang Yan's intention.

Buy a little more time for spiritual communication.

It's not that easy to get Bing Luojun's approval.

Bing Luojun is very defensive, which has something to do with her reincarnation.

Although Bing Luojun suspected that Fang Yan did it on purpose, there was no evidence.

The most critical thing.

Fang Yan was indeed helping her heal her injuries, very carefully. He had already checked every part of her body over and over again, fearing that he would miss the power of thunder somewhere.

Even so, Fang Yan still felt it was not enough.

Bing Luojun knows very well that this requires extremely strong mental power and consumes a lot of money.

To say that I am not moved would be a lie.

Bing Luojun was indeed moved by Fang Yan's hand, even just a little bit.

Bing Luojun is a woman who is not easily moved.

Even if Fang Yan gave the Ice Spirit Mandala to Bing Luojun, she would be very happy, and she would only be grateful, not moved.

this day.

Fang Yan took back the Thunder of Nirvana.

"Thanks!"

Bing Luojun finally spoke.

This is the first time she has spoken in a month, and she usually just communicates spiritually.

"You're welcome………………"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yan pretended to be groggy and fell forward.

Bing Luojun stretched out his arms without hesitation to support Fang Yan.

next moment.

She regretted it!

"This guy is really uneasy and kind...

Bing Luojun complained crazily in her heart, but did not let go of Fang Yan.

The body is still very honest.

It can only be said that Bing Luojun's heart is still pure and kind.

There is no denying that Fang Yan is indeed tired, but he is not unable to sit still.

"I'm all right."

Fang Yan felt the entanglement in Bing Luojun's heart and stopped joking.

It's actually quite fun to tease the iceberg beauty.

After saying that, Fang Yan had already broken free from Bing Luojun's arms.

Next.

The two of them were facing back to each other and dressed neatly.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Only then did Bing Luojun remember that she didn't even know Fang Yan's name, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

"The divine fortune teller Fang Yan, Taoist name is 'Shen Guzi'."

Fang Yan said proudly.

"Kamiguko? I remember it."

Bing Luojun's rare smile was as beautiful as the blooming snow plum blossoms in the cold winter.

Although she didn't know what kind of medicine Fang Yan was selling in her gourd, Fang Yan did sincerely save her. Judging from the spiritual communication between the two this month, this was indeed the case.

Bing Luojun is very cold, but she still has a heart.

Bing Luojun can feel whether Fang Yan is sincere or not.

Some things can be disguised, but some things cannot be disguised.

Fang Yan's desire to save her is so sincere and straightforward.

"Okay, next, you need to refine the Demonic Pagoda into the Holy Pagoda."

Fang Yan changed the topic and said seriously.

"Is this your real purpose?"

Bing Luojun said a little uncertainly, but this statement is indeed the most reasonable one.

Fang Yan couldn't be bored and be attentive for nothing. He spent so much thought before he took action to save her.

"if not?"

Fang Yan said with a smile: "For an imperial weapon, it is completely worth it to save you."

"OK."

Bing Luojun didn't do any ink, so he waved his hand and summoned Canyuan and the pagoda over.

then.

Fang Yan sat aside and watched Bing Luojun refining the pagoda into the pagoda.

The Holy Pagoda of Pagoda is the complete imperial weapon.

Although Fang Yan can also do it, it is not necessary, and Bing Luojun can do it better and more efficiently.

While spiritual communication is also a kind of spiritual cultivation, it is also a kind of conspiracy.

After a month of hard work, Fang Yan still made gains. His mental power broke through from level 52 to level 53, taking him one step closer to the Holy King of Mental Power.

This was better than he expected.

certainly.

Bing Luojun's mental power has also increased a lot. Although there is no breakthrough, he is still at the fifty-third level, but it is getting closer. If he does it a few more times, the fifty-fourth level will be just around the corner.

Three days passed.

The originally dark pagoda has turned silvery white, exuding a sacred brilliance.

A beautiful shadow floated out from the pagoda.

Just looking at her appearance, she looks exactly like Bing Luojun.

She is just floating dust, but she is not at all.

She has no memory of Fuchen, not at all, and there is no way to recover.

In a sense, the new Fuchen in front of you is a brand new weapon spirit, but it was conceived through the residual spirit of Fuchen.

Fang Yan has no intention of changing the name Fuchen.

As soon as he came, he naturally tied Bing Luojun to his chariot.

Secondly, the name Fuchen is not bad, there is no need to change it.

Bing Luojun looked at the brand new floating dust, feeling extremely emotional and complicated, and it was difficult to express it in words.

"Thanks."

Fang Yan glanced at Bing Luojun and said gratefully.

Although the pagoda at this time cannot be compared to its peak state, it is still better than the current Huangquanhetu.

The most critical thing.

The Holy Tower of Pagoda is a space imperial weapon, and even people can live in it.

this point is very important.

Although Huangquanhetu 843 has built-in space, it is not suitable for human survival.

The power of death is too strong, affecting the growth of living creatures, and eventually becomes undead.

"Fuchen has just been born, do you want to be her master?"

Fang Yan asked thoughtfully.

"Um?"

Bing Luojun smelled a hint of conspiracy, even a conspiracy.

"Forget it if you don't want to."

Fang Yan doesn’t force things.

"OK."

Bing Luojun stepped forward, took Fuchen's little hand, and left the cave.

At this time, Fuchen looked exactly like Bing Luojun, but his figure was much smaller, just like the undeveloped Bing Luojun.

The weapon spirit also needs to grow.

The floating dust at this moment is no different from a baby.

More precisely, a newborn baby with great power.

Fang Yan saw this and smiled proudly.

If you want to keep Bing Luojun, you have to rely on Fuchen.

emotion?

Innocent!

How could a proud woman like Bing Luojun be restrained by a mere insignificant relationship?

Song Zimiao, that is a different kind.

"By the way, I'm going to visit the Emperor's Mausoleum. Do you want to come with me?"

Fang Yan quickly followed and asked thoughtfully.

"go!"

Bing Luojun said without hesitation.

Even if it's hell, she has to go.

She suddenly wanted to know what Fang Yan wanted to do.

certainly.

Bing Luojun was even more curious about what kind of person he was and how he could know so many things.

Curiosity is Bing Luojun’s biggest weakness!